"Third Wheel: Baila Conmigo"
by Noopster
January, 2021.
“Baila Conmigo”, Selena Gomez’s new Spanish single, is playing in a small New York apartment belonging to Anna Collins and her husband Fox Atticus Martindale, two of her best friends. It's pretty late now and they've been celebrating the release of the song along with Anna’s close friend Dean since early in the afternoon. They’re all pretty drunk at this point, but it’s Selena who is feeling especially giddy. It’s been quite a few years since she stopped being the wild, party girl, to focus on way more wholesome things like church and charity work, but being in NY with Anna is making her feel more daring, more adventurous, and tonight she's exuberant about her new Spanish project, which is why this is her first time drinking, really drinking, in quite a while.
Anna is not like most of her friends from L.A.; she’s cool and sophisticated, she hangs out with visual artists, fashion designers and punk bands. She has that detached, slightly cynical attitude that’s still just warm enough to be approachable. Selena loves to be around her because she knows who she is and she doesn’t care about what other people think. And that’s why, when she pulls out a little bag of coke from her purse, a drug Selena hasn't even been near to in years, the wholesome singer can't help but feel slightly allured by the idea.
"Really?" she says, an eyebrow raised to her blonde friend who keeps shaking the bag excitedly.
"Come on, it's a special occasion!"
"You know I don't do that anymore..."
"Neither do we, it's just a little something to make tonight extra memorable."
Selena looks back at Fox, typically the moral compass of their little group. "I tried to talk her out of it but..." slumped on the couch he shrugs his shoulders and smiles, it's obvious the wine has gone to his head as he starts laughing to himself.
"Hey, we’re celebrating, right?" Dean says, shy as usual. Anna calls him his "gay bestie," but Selena has her doubts. She doesn’t know him that well, even though he’s been to her home in L.A. many times, but she’s caught him looking at her funny on more than one occasion. Tonight she's getting that weird vibe again, except it's not just him, it's coming from Anna and her husband too. There's been a strange feeling in the air since they opened the champagne bottles, a feeling that something is bound to happen, she’s just not sure what.
'Maybe I'm just drunk...and horny', she thinks as she turns back to her blonde friend. Anna looks good tonight, even though her body is hidden under those baggy sweatpants, matching the ones Selena herself is wearing. As the drinks keep flowing, her thoughts keep coming back to that time they kissed, back when they met at her sister Petra's birthday party. Not only had Selena been drunk and horny that night too, but she was very lonely. The two of them had clicked right away, so much so that by the end of the night, her friend Raquelle had walked in on them making out in the women’s bathroom. She has always wondered what would’ve happened if her nosy friend hadn’t interrupted. Would they have gone all the way? Would it have stopped there or could they have actually begun some sort of relationship?
She’ll never know because just a few months later, Anna married Fox, who Selena had also made out with once, backstage at one of his shows, after Theresa had left them alone and he'd sung for her with an acoustic guitar. She's always wondered what would've happened with him too, if she hadn’t been interrupted again, this time by his tour manager, coming in at the worst time, just when he had her sitting on his lap with a hand up her skirt. But that also was a long time ago, these days he's Anna's husband, and they could never--
“FUCK YEAH!" Anna grunts, wiping her powdered nose with the back of her hand before offering the little bag to HER. Now that there's not much left, it doesn't look as intimidating.
“Come on, fraidy cat, or are you scared Raquelle is gonna find out?”
“Ha. Ha. I just… you know what I’m like when I do that.”
“You mean fun? Yeah, that would be terrible!”
"Ugh…fine, okay, sure, why not!"
The familiar rush the quick sniff brings is so thrilling that it springs both girls to their feet and they start dancing. Anna grabs her phone and the two of them start recording themselves while the guys watch them shake their asses. Selena is beaming, she hasn't felt this good in a long time. "Let's do one for tik tok!" Anna says, placing her phone on the little coffee table and making sure both of them are in frame. Selena is on record about how much she hates social media, it always makes her feel so insecure, but maybe not so much when she's with Anna, she gives her that confidence in herself she used to have.
"Okay, okay, I'm ready!" the Latina says after taking another, deeper sniff of powder. She tosses the empty bag and steps in front of the camera, both her body and mind overflowing with energy. "Baila Conmigo" starts playing again and the two girls do the choreo for the camera. They're drunk, high, and giggling like idiots so it takes them a few times to get it right. There's a lot of hip swaying involved, and Selena getting down and shaking her ass like she used to do in her wilder days.
Finally they get one good enough to upload. Anna shows it to her before posting it and they both laugh at Fox in the background, doing a terrible job of pretending not to be staring at Selena’s ass. "He's ridiculous," Anna sighs, "come on."
"Wh--what?" Selena asks while her friend leads her by the hand back to the couch.
"Just follow my lead."
Anna starts dancing seductively in front of her husband, encouraging Selena to do the same. She’d normally be too embarrassed to really commit to something like that, but the coke is doing what it’s supposed to and her body starts moving before she realizes it. Fox looks up at both of them with a shy, yet satisfied smile that Selena shares as she slowly saunters and sways, watching his eyes dart back and forth between Anna and her. But it’s Selena's figure he keeps coming back to, encouraging the wiggle of her hips, the overt sensuality of her movements increasing with every beat.
Suddenly, Anna leaves her Latina friend on her own and sits down next to her husband, who turns to her with a surreptitious look. "Enjoy the show," Selena hears her telling him. Having the three of them watching her dance is starting to make the former Disney star feel a little self conscious now. This wasn’t how she was expecting the night to go. It’s a little awkward to become the center of attention all of a sudden, even among friends, but it's also strangely stimulating to see those people that know her so well reacting to her every move. They spent most of the quarantine together, becoming almost like a second family by the end of it, but the energy coming from them is completely different tonight. She's not sure what's happening, but she can feel the room getting hotter and hotter as their eyes roam around her body, and their appetite makes her commit even more; turning and dipping and flinging her hair around, running her hands up and down her thighs and across her stomach, pulling the loose sweatshirt slightly up to show off her cute belly button.
"Woo! Yeah, girl, keep it going!" Anna shouts excitedly, clapping and stomping as if she was hanging out at a strip club. Her friend's silly antics are making Selena laugh, but what's really getting her going is the way Fox is looking at her. It’s a powerful sensation, seeing the lust in his eyes, all that sexual tension that has been building up between them over the course of years finally bubbling up to the surface right in front of his wife, one of her best friends, who’s encouraging both of them. ‘Has she known all this time?’ Selena wonders as she changes pace, gyrating slowly and tugging at the waistband of her sweatpants to give them a quick flash of her girly pink thong. The mood is gradually changing, the room feels charged with a sexual energy, even the air feels heavier now that their eyes are openly devouring her body. This is what it felt like all throughout quarantine. What it felt like every time she came down braless or wearing tiny shorts. But now it's all out in the open, now they can stare at her body all they want and she doesn't have to pretend like she doesn't notice, like it doesn't make her so, so wet.
“Take it off!” Anna yells again. ‘How is she so comfortable with this?’ She can’t quite figure it out, but she’s starting to feel warm and flushed. Making a big show of it, she’s getting more daring with each line she hears herself singing until she starts rubbing her tits through the loose sweatshirt, playing with the sweatpants and flashing her panties right in Fox’s face while Anna cheers her on.
"C’mon, take it off! Show us the goods!" Anna shouts and Selena turns to her with a playfully shocked face. "Come on! Do it!" Anna insists, pulling on the sweatshirt until Selena relents. Things are escalating so quickly there’s no time to stop and think about what’s actually happening as she wiggles her hips and grabs the hem of the sweatshirt. “TITS! TITS! TITS!” Anna keeps shouting, having the time of her life. It’s now or never, she can stop now and Anna will boo and call her a pussy before everything goes back to normal, or she can keep going, do what her body, mind and soul are begging her to do and find out where this is all going.
QUIERES QUE CAIGA EN TENTACIONES...
She hears herself singing while she pulls the sweater mid way over her chest, stopping just before the nipples, leaving the smooth and juicy underside of her big tits showing. Fox’s face says it all: He wants her, he needs her.
Selena’s heart is beating fiercely as she slowly pulls the sweater higher until her big braless tits drop down and all three of them go silent for a moment, in complete awe of those two heavy, juicy melons, and those small nipples, so pink and hard. “Wooo!!!” Anna finally shouts, and Selena’s face turns bright red as she covers herself with her hands. Half an hour ago the idea of standing there with her tits out in front of her best friend’s husband would have seemed impossible, but now there she is, slowly breaking away from shame and letting her hands go loose, her incredible tits free of any constraint, jiggling deliciously as she twists and turns in time with the music.
‘Oh my God this is really happening!’ she screams in her head. Her heart is pounding, her pussy is dripping wet. Anna and Dean can't stop laughing at Fox and Selena’s bright red faces, and it all encourages the Texan star to keep pushing her own limits. She could not stop now even if they wanted her to, not with all that heat rising through her like a tidal wave, making her sweat from every pore in her body as she turns and flaunts her full figure, driving her to take it further, to step forward between his legs and turn around before pulling the sweatpants down. Bent over and shaking her ass, she lets them fall down to her ankles before stepping out of it in nothing but her tiny pink thong. As she turns around to face them again it occurs to her that now they can see the cute little pattern of white daisies on the front of it, and how silly she must look trying to act like a stripper while wearing such juvenile underwear, but when she sees Fox staring straight at her pussy, the only thing she can think about is if he can tell how wet she is through the fabric, and how much she’s actually enjoying this. Thinking about it is only making her wetter as she keeps dancing, running her hands over her now sweaty thighs, letting them slide up her torso and over her tits, brushing against her painfully hard nipples, her arousal ratcheting up as she tweaks them, delighting in Fox’s look of lust while his wife yells and whistles like a drunken sailor.
Pégate, ven, suéltate, no te me vayas sin las gana' de volver...
Anna sings in mauled up Spanish, following Selena in taking her own top off. The blonde kneels on the cushion and beckons the intoxicated singer who immediately comes sauntering in her direction, parading her body for her, letting her big tits bounce around as she does so. Her friend picks up the bottle she’d left next to the couch and pours champagne into Selena’s mouth, the sparkly liquid running down the Latina’s chin as she pulls Anna off the couch and they dance together, their hard, sweaty nipples rubbing on each other. "Whoo!" Selena exclaims after swallowing what’s left of the champagne in one big gulp. Laughing like she hasn't in such a long time, she looks down at her breasts, wet with champagne and turns to the men. Dean, always the lightweight, is already passed out at the far end of the couch, but Fox is all she cares about anyway. He’s watching attentively, shamelessly grabbing his crotch and making her feel even more drunk and horny as she dances back to him with the half-empty bottle in hand. Selena notices him getting harder, and pauses right in front of him. She pushes her tits out, trembling with anticipation as she dares him to touch her. He takes his eyes off her amazing tits for just a second to look her in the eye, then his eyes go back to her chest, glistening with sweat and champagne.
“He looks thirsty,” Anna casually suggests, igniting a fire in Selena’s mind. She can’t exactly recall what movie this idea came from, but as she grabs the back of Fox's head and pulls it close to her chest, somehow knowing exactly what to do. It feels like she’s the protagonist of some cheap, erotic thriller as she pours the champagne on herself, letting it flow down her breast and over her nipple, where his tongue is waiting. The cold and bubbly liquid feels incredible on her sensitive skin, but it’s nothing compared to Fox’ tongue brushing against her nipple time and time again as he drinks directly from her bosom.
“PANTIES OFF, LET’S GOOO!” Anna shouts, staring at her with glazed, lustful eyes. Selena’s heart is pounding like crazy, she can’t believe it’s gotten to this point, but she doesn’t want to stop. She wants Fox-- no, both of them-- to see her, see her body, see her bare pussy, all swollen and wet, and as she gently pushes Fox away and takes a step back, she can’t stop her hand from landing on her crotch and rubbing her steaming wet pussy through the daisy-patterned little thong.
Anna can’t contain her excitement, “OH YEAH, YOU HORNY BITCH, NOW WE’RE TALKING!” she yells, stretching to slap her topless friend on the ass. ‘What the hell are you doing?’ Selena’s mind keeps shouting at her, still struggling with the notion that this is really happening, that she’s really standing there almost naked, rubbing her pussy in front of her best friend’s husband. But Fox is so hard for her and it makes the question weaker with every beat. She can see his cock growing under his jeans, twitching for her as she grabs the sides of her thong and wiggles her hips. She keeps looking down at him, watching his every reaction to how she’s teasing him. His gaze is fixed on the delicious damp spot between her legs and as she starts to pull the thong down over her hips his mouth comes open. It doesn’t matter what she’s thinking anymore, she knows this is right.
Anna keeps whistling and hollering, she's told Selena about her fascination with watching her husband fool around with other girls, that one of their kinks is going to strip clubs and watching him get lap dances, but Selena never expected she'd actually be one of those women. She’s also hinted at them being swingers and, assuming that's where this is going… ‘Maybe it's not, this is fun though’ she says to herself as she keeps pulling it down slowly, deliberately torturing him by showing him the little patch of trimmed pubic hair, stopping just as the very top of her slit comes into view, ‘Maybe they're just having fun, using me to get each other worked up. Maybe I shouldn’t take it any further...’
Anna interrupts her thoughts when she takes her husband's hands and puts them right on her tits. "Don't be so shy!" she shouts, making sure Fox squeezes them nice and hard. Selena gasps and manages to hold back a moan, giving Anna a puzzled look that her unrelenting friend completely ignores. “TOUCH HER!” Anna drunkenly shouts, overjoyed by the interaction between her husband and her best friend. “Wh-what?” Selena asks, turning to her in genuine shock. “PUT YOUR HANDS TO WORK!” She insists, and before the Latina can figure out how to react, Fox’s hands are right on her midriff, causing her to freeze with her thong halfway down her ass. “Oh my God!” the topless girl says as she glances down her own body, her clit throbbing as she watches Anna leading her husband’s hand over the glistening skin of her left leg, slowly bringing it inward, making her shiver as it caresses her inner thigh on it’s way up to her hip. “You two are so shy,” Anna tells them, giggling as she leans into her husband's ear to whisper, “Now take it off.” Selena has stopped dancing, all she can do is watch as Fox’ other hand comes up to the other side of her hip and tugs down, bringing the thong down to her knees, his face coming just inches away from her throbbing wet pussy as he leans forward to help her step out of her last piece of clothing. And then she’s standing there, naked in front of her friends, feeling drunk with not just champagne but pure, feverish lust, done with all pretenses and just waiting for what’s surely coming next.
Anna whispers something else in Fox’ ear and gets up. Selena’s heart is pounding as her friend comes close and leans towards her. ‘This is really happening,’ she says to herself and an electric surge courses through her body once Anna’s soft, wet lips meet with hers. She forgets where she is, her entire being crying out for more of Anna as her lips part, open for her, her tongue sliding against her friend’s. The memories of the first time they kissed start flooding her mind as the blonde pulls her body closer and holds her tightly, her hand clasping the back of her head as her tongue dances inside her mouth. ‘There’s no one to stop us now.’ Selena can’t help but moan in Anna’s mouth, and she does the same into hers as their breasts mash together. It feels like sparks are flying everywhere, she always knew there was something there, something more than friendship, but this connection, this undeniable chemistry in their embrace has her mind racing and her heart bursting with emotion.
When the kiss finally breaks, Selena is shaking, her eyes locked on her friend’s lips, the lips that just shook her to the core. “That was better than I remembered,” Anna says to her softly, their lips still brushing together as she does so. And before Selena can say something back she feels it, Fox’s hand on the inside of her thigh, moving between her legs until a powerful jolt of pleasure shocks her entire being. “Ooowwmm..” she hears herself moaning over the song, repeating for the 5th or 6th time now. Fox’ thumb rests right on top of her swollen clit and rubs slowly while she just stares down at it, lost in a trance, fascinated with the digit moving in circles, glistening lewdly as it slowly becomes covered with her juices, taking away the last remnants of her self-consciousness and replacing it with a delirious fog, barely able to think or consider the implications of what is about to go down next. Even Anna has gone quiet, and Selena sees only a devilish smirk on her lips to indicate how into this whole thing she is before her eyes lock on Fox’s finger again. He presses a little harder and the effect is so powerful she has to bend forward and lean on his shoulders to keep herself up.
“Girl, these tits are just-- mmmmnnn!” Anna remarks as she sits back down, eager to lock her lips around Selena’s right nipple. Her husband grabs a handful of the other juicy breast and does the same, suckling on it while the singer cries out in pleasure. It’s all happening so fast, Anna puts her hand on the small of her back and pulls her forward onto Fox' lap. The singer is surprised by the suddenness of it, but only for a second because now that she’s straddling him she can feel his hard on between her legs, and his lips are just so close to hers that all Anna has to do is give them a little push and then her mind is just gone, completely lost the moment. There is no time for doubt or hesitation as she wraps her arms around his neck and they both take years of pent up sexual frustration and turn them into the hottest, sloppiest, most lustful kiss either of them has ever experienced. Even Anna is shocked by the ferocity of their mouths coming together, the pleading, almost painful sound of Selena’s moans as her hips desperately grind on his crotch. "Wow, look at you two!" the blonde laughs, reaching out to pinch Selena’s nipple. The Latina recoils a bit, the pain bringing a brief moment of clarity to her mind and the situation she finds herself in, seconds away from having sex with her two married best friends. But even as she ponders that, she can’t stop her hands from fumbling with Fox’s zipper. It's already gone this far, why stop now?
"Oh she’s ready for it, honey, she really wants it!" her friend laughs, helping Selena pull his long, hard cock out, shaking the thing like a toy until Selena playfully slaps off her hand. "Stop it!" she giggles. Then everyone gets quiet for a moment, husband and wife watching Selena’s little hand stroking that hard cock as she looks back and forth between them. “This isn’t gonna make things weird between us, right?” she asks in an unexpected moment of self-doubt.
Anna takes a big swig right from the bottle. "UGH, YOU ARE SO REPRESSED!" She yells before grabbing Selena's face and kissing her, open mouth, tongue all the way down her throat, just like the first time they met. It's all happening too fast, out of the corner of her eye she can see Dean passed out at the end of the couch, completely unaware of everything going on right in front of him. She knows they should at least have the decency of going into the bedroom but as soon as the kiss is over, Anna is shouting,"Fuck his brains out, we're celebrating!" and right away she’s helping Selena raise her body and guide the tip to her wet entrance. “Oh shit!” her husband grunts and Selena just lets out a heavy sigh as she starts coming down on him, looking straight into his eyes while he holds her tightly and the head slides gently between her lips, sharing a strangely intimate moment with him, even as his wife looks on and his best friend continues to blissfully snore. “Oowwmm…” Selena whimpers softly as all that meat penetrates deep inside of her. “She loves it!” Anna cheers on and it only takes Selena a moment to get used to his size before getting back into it. ‘It’s really happening… he’s fucking me…’ she says to herself as she starts to slowly grind on him, her mind flashing back to all those moments in the past where they looked at each other from across the table and felt something. He grabs her tits, taking her back to the countless times she’s caught him looking at them in the past, and it makes Selena smile and her hands join his. “You finally get to enjoy them” she happily tells him while she helps him massage them in circles.
Meanwhile, Anna is grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Now we're talking!" She celebrates before leaving the couch and wiggling her small butt out of her sweatpants, dancing triumphantly around the little room until she’s in nothing but a pair of white undies. “Quieres que caiga en tentaciones” she sings along with Selena’s new song, watching the singer repeating the swinging-hips part of the choreo with her husband’s dick inside of her this time.
“Is she fucking you good, honey? Are you enjoying it?” she asks.
“So… good… she’s so… fucking juicy...” Fox grunts back, his hands around her big, round ass cheeks, squeezing the fat between his fingers as Selena continues to ride him.
Baila, Baila, Baila Conmigo...
Selena can’t stop smiling. Hearing him call her juicy feels so good, and so do his fingertips digging into her crack, his manhood filling her up completely. She looks back at her friend, experiencing another surreal moment in a night already full of them when Anna blows her a kiss. It really does feel like a dream, to be fucking her best friend’s husband, to feel him inside and running his hands slowly up and down her back, her ass, her thighs and then back up again around her breasts. And then, as he gently kisses the side of her neck and his warm breath brings goosebumps to her skin, it clicks for her, why this feels different to those other times she’s had sex while more people were in the room. He’s not just fucking her in front of his wife, he’s making love to her. After that realization, she grabs his face and kisses him again, loving the way his cock hits just the right spot as she works it with her hips right as the song ends and leaves the room in silence for a brief moment. The sound of both of them moaning softly in each other’s mouths is like another sexy, irresistible song that would fit well along her new single.
“Mmmm, I’m starting to get a little jealous,” Anna says, taking Selena by the hand. She helps the brunette climb off her husband and the couch and, for a fraction of a second, Selena fears the worst, that Anna might be really upset, feeling betrayed by the earnest, overwhelming passion between Fox and her. But those fears dissipate as soon as she kisses her again. “He likes it like this,” she tells her, helping her turn around so that her back is to the couch. Selena is so drunk and horny she’s like clay in their hands. Behind her, Fox slides down on the couch a little bit, his head thrown back to the backrest and his legs stretched forward and slightly wide apart. He gets a hold of her waist and brings her down slowly. “Oooh yes!” the Latina cries out, reaching between her legs and putting his cock to her dripping pink hole again.
Anna starts dancing in front of her while her husband fucks her from behind. Selena can’t help but reach out for her and bring her closer. Anna’s smooth skin feels so good on her lips, her tight ass cheeks between her fingers, her small waist, cupping her breasts feels good too. It’s been so long since she’s been with a woman that she’d started to question if she was actually bi, if the things she did when she was younger were just a phase. But now that she’s slowly getting to know the shape of Anna’s body more intimately than ever before, she knows that was never true, and she closes her eyes and loses herself in the moment, enjoying Anna's taste as she gently suckles on her nipple, loving the feel of Fox’ cock sliding in and out of her, experiencing a sexual and emotional connection with both of them that is not only undeniable, but also completely unprecedented.
The song ends again and leaves just enough room for Anna’s soft moans as she holds her best friend’s head and leads her mouth to the other nipple before it starts over for the 10th time in a row. Not that anyone minds or even notices, because right then Anna pushes Selena back against her husband’s body and falls down to her knees. Right on cue, Fox grabs the back of Selena’s thighs and holds her legs up by the crease of her knees, spreading her wide for Anna’s viewing pleasure. “Oh!” she cries out in surprise, feeling Fox’ cock pushing against her cervix in this new position and holding on to the cushions, stretching her neck so she can look down at Anna’s tongue, slowly making its way from her husband’s scrotum and up to where his shaft disappears inside the Latina’s creamy cunt.
“Oh my God, oh yes, oh don’t stop…” Selena pleads when he starts to fuck her nice and slow so Anna can take her time licking her clit at the same time. She’s never felt anything like it and leans back into him, draping her arm around his neck so he can get a better view of her fat tits, jiggling with every slow, but powerful thrust. “Ooowwmm…” the sweet pop star keeps moaning, the song she’s so proud of still playing in the background as she takes all of him in, its sultry, steady tempo just right for the way he’s fucking her. She is ecstatic, the excitement of the song, the alcohol, the coke, hearing herself singing in spanish… it’s all so overwhelming. She didn't plan or expect this, she never told Anna how much she liked Fox, she was always worried it would ruin their friendship, but this is the perfect way to end the sexual tension that has been growing between them for so long. ‘This is perfect, I never want this to end,’ she says to herself, letting her head drop back as Fox penetrates her deep and stays still inside of her for just a moment.
"How tight is she, hun?" Anna asks before running her tongue on the side of Selena’s thigh, causing shivers to go through the popstar’s body as the man inside of her grunts a single “F--fuck!”
“Don’t stop, I love it so much!!” Selena cries out, listening closely to the sounds that twirling her hips around his cock produces, ‘I’ve been waiting for this for so long, for both of you,’ she keeps thinking, but she’s still too shy to say these things out loud, so instead she lets her body do the talking, smiling to herself as she expertly works him with every last cock-pleasing trick she’s picked up over the years.
“Mmmm look at her go,” Anna remarks, running her hands over Selena’s stomach, fascinated with the way her busty friend undulates her sweaty body to pleasure her husband. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m so close!” the young man grunts all of a sudden and Anna’s face is beaming with joy as she starts to rub her best friend’s clit, loving the sight of her panting husband right on the edge of losing control as Selena grinds and twists her body on top of him over and over and over again. Selena can sense his breath quickering, his hands gripping her breasts tighter, his cock twitching more urgently. She reaches for the base of Fox’s member, about to pull it out so he can finish on her stomach, when Anna’s hand stops her. “No! Let him cum inside, let me watch him filling you up,” Anna pleads with an intensity Selena has never seen before. And right then she feels it, his body stiffening, his muscles contracting. ‘He’s going to cum!’ she says to herself, equally terrified and excited as he holds her tight and his cock finally explodes deep inside her womb.“Mmmnn yes, yes, oh yes!” Anna moans, furiously fingering herself while her husband’s cock throbs and spurts, filling up her best friend's pussy. “Oh my God!” Selena moans out loud, her own inner muscles milking every last drop out of his throbbing, spasming member. It’s all so strangely gentle, to feel that man she’s spent so much time with pumping her full of his seed, to feel his sperm swimming around inside of her, deeping that bond between them, changing it forever.
“Ohhh… oh shit… oh damn” he keeps saying, his voice steadily losing volume and energy just like his cock. It’s wonderful to feel his heaving chest, his ragged breath on her neck, and the satisfaction of having brought him to climax as Anna pulls Fox’ soft dick out of her and starts lapping up the cum flowing out of her. Selena looks down at her best friend and the way her tongue collects the cum oozing from her hole and smears it over her clit is just too much to take. Her body starts shaking, her eyes flutter in ecstasy as she tilts her head back and lets out the sharpest whimper, pushing Anna’s face into her dirty pusy as pleasure floods through her, blotting out all other consciousness.
The moaning girl almost falls over as the orgasm subsides, taking all of her energy with it. “Oh my God, oh my fucking God…” she pants, letting go of Anna’s head as the last waves of pleasure wash over her. “Sorry, I....” She’s still too agitated to finish that sentence, but her blonde friend smiles back at her. “Mmmm, very juicy indeed,” she says with her face glistening with sex.
Fox is still panting as he helps her slide off of him and Dean is still right there as she lays her head on the couch, she’d completely forgotten about him, but seeing him now brings her back to reality. “I just had sex with my best friends,” she finally says out loud, watching Anna dutifully clean the cream off of her husband’s cock with her tongue. “We’re something more than friends now,” Anna says, turning to her now that her husband is getting back on his feet. And as Selena lays there with his warm cum running down her thigh, she can’t help but feel a little anxious, trying to process what all of this means. “Oh God this is crazy!” the singer exclaims, covering her face with her hands, half-crying and half-laughing.
Sensing her distress, Anna crawls to her. “So… how do you feel now that we’ve done it?” she says, pulling a strand of sweaty dark hair away from Selena’s flushed face. The singer is still shaking a little bit, her breathing labored. “Ummm… I don’t know. I mean, the sex was amazing but...” she says right before a fit of nervous laughter, “I think I’m still drunk, maybe I should take a shower and--”
She reaches for her sweats but Anna stops her before she can start putting them back on.
“Hey, why don’t you sleep with us tonight?”
“Yeah, I was gonna--”
“No, not in the guest room, Sel. I mean with us,” Anna tells her, leaning close to kiss her. Selena looks at her friend closely, her cheeks are glistening, sticky with the last traces of her husband’s cum and her pussy juice, then she closes her eyes and the two girls share a nice and long kiss, ripe with the taste of alcohol and sex.
“You mean...” she replies when it’s over, not even sure of how to finish that sentence. Holding the sweatshirt to her chest, she turns to look at Fox, naked and taking a swig of champagne right from the bottle, his long, pale cock, still glossy and creamy. “Won’t it be… weird? I mean, if I sleep in your bed?”
They look into each other’s eyes as she leans closer and then their lips come together again with a wet and soft smacking sound. “It can be your bed too,” Anna says to her, holding on to her hand. She’s smiling, beaming, so is Selena. There’s a shy and adorable smile drawn on her chipmunk face as she comes to the realization that her feelings for Fox and Anna were never wrong or misplaced, that this is more than a spur of the moment, one-time thing, and that Anna was right, after tonight they will no longer look at each other as just friends.
“Let’s go to bed,” Fox says, his limp dick slightly swinging left and right as he walks back to the couch and offers her a hand. The sweatshirt falls from Selena’s lap as she takes his hand and gets up. “Should we get him a blanket or something?” she then says, looking back at her unconscious friend at the end of the couch. Anna grabs her other hand. “He’ll be fine, baby.”
“Baila Conmigo'' keeps playing as they make their way to the bedroom, and none of them hear the snort and cough that wakes Dean up all of a sudden. Still inebriated and confused, he opens his eyes just in time to watch the newly formed threesome walking into the bedroom, naked as they day they were born. “What the fuck just happened here?” he slurs as he attempts and fails to get off the couch. There’s champagne all over the floor and the couch is riddled with wet stains and discarded clothes. “Oh for fucks sake, they did it again? Fucking degenerates!”.
Fin.
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