Chapter 4. Filled With Two

Booze, music jam, or maybe you’re looking for something warm and thick. Then I’ll recommend Frank’s.

Although I’m not feeling the vibes tonight.

The club pulsed around me with a mix of heated bass and grinding bodies. The dim lightning and disco lights matched the intense dance music from the speakers. And the alcohol hits every time I throw another shot down my throat.

But for the past two hours I’ve been here, I haven’t stepped off the barstool. Neither has the music gotten me in the party mood.

Maybe it’s cause I didn’t come here for the party. Or probably because Charlie is late, like always.

‘I should have just gone with one of the guys who tried picking me up,’ I thought to myself as I ordered another shot of tequila.

My mind has been swirling and spiraling since I got Damien’s call.

I’m trying not to think about what caused the timetable to move faster. I’m trying not to wonder what that meant for me.

And as much as I tried, my mind always ended up with a fantasy I don’t want to think about.

All the more reason I need to get seriously fucked tonight so when I see Damien in the morning, I wouldn’t lose my shit.

But of course, Charlie’s so-called surprise is one hour late and still nowhere in sight.

Me? Well I’m still fucking horny. And yes, it’s getting old, and I just want the frustrating yawn in my loins gone.

Crossing and uncrossing my legs didn’t work.

Clenching my thighs only got my wetness spread all over.

And every time I move, my nipples brush against my clothes ... I just keep squirming in arousal.

Finally, my phone dinged with Charlie’s text.

- Ready? Come outside -

“About fucking time,” I mumbled and slid off the stool.

One word, I shouldn’t have worn this outfit. The moment I stepped outside the club to the cool night air.

The breeze whiffed into the thin top half and sent goosebumps on my exposed back. And the short bottom half isn’t hiding the wetness in my thighs.

It’s typically too easy to get raped in my current state.

Okay fine, that was why I chose the gown.

“Over here!”

I turn to my left to see Charlie leaning against a red Hotrod. And like me, her outfit is just plainly slutty. But forget that, why is the car familiar.

“Hey girl,” She purred and opened the door for me. I almost smiled, but I forced it away from my face as I climbed in.

Charlie got in with me, that’s when I looked up ... boy, am I surprised?

“Big Joe?” I said, looking at Charlie’s boyfriend at the driver seat, smirking at us.

“Yo baby,” Joe smiled, already igniting the engine.

“Big Dick Joe,” I laughed, playing with his nickname with a sing-song tease. He laughed and threw up a finger at me.

“Stay your horses, babe,” Charlie said, slapping my thigh with a sultry look on her face, “You have to get us to the hotel in one piece.”

I didn’t understand what she meant until her hand slipped up my sleek thighs.

My smile dropped and my pussy twitched in anticipation.

I didn’t think of it when Charlie got in the backseat with me. And seeing are boyfriend only made me think there was a special thing going on in the hotel that would get me fucked.

But Charlie is trailing a playful finger all over my inner thighs...

“She’s leaking, Joe,” Charlie said with a grin, shifting closer to me until I could feel her hard nipples on my arms.

My heart skipped.

I looked up to meet Joe’s eyes in the rearview mirror, and he smirked. Probably because I’m keeping my legs tightly shut. Or maybe it’s the shocked confused arousal in my eyes as I looked at him with questions.

“Don’t worry, girl,” He said with a smirk, “Charlie’s got shits planned for you.”

I swallowed hard and turned back to Charlie, her fingers tracing back and forth all the way to my mound and back to my knees. It’s ... I don’t know how it is.

I have never had a girl touch me like this before, much less a threesome with my best friend and her boyfriend.

Yes, I can’t stop staring into Charlie’s eyes as she leans closer until our lips meet.

My legs eased open as she caressed my neck with her free hand.

My mind is actively on Joe watching us on the rearview mirror.

I know the couple are in an open relationship, but being the object of sex and experiencing Charlie’s fingers slide past my panties and to my core...?

Fuck, I couldn’t hold the moans.

Forget that, she knows exactly how to rub a girl’s pussy.

By the time Joe announced our arrival at the hotel, my nipples are already wet from Charlie’s teasing tongue. My panties are soaked wet and my eyes are rolled up.

Fuck, I was already close to orgasm despite Charlie’s slow pace.

Joe and Charlie herded me to the lobby.

Subtly fondling my ass and groping my boobs at every opportunity they got as we went up to the suite.

It’s no genius what’s going to happen.

My best friend and her boyfriend are going to fuck me and ... fuck, I’m leaking all over the floor.

The suite door clicked shut behind us. And before I could take in the luxury setting, the dim lighting, or fantasize about the activities to come on the wide bed.

Joe picked me up and threw me on the bed.

I yelped in surprise, and the next thing I knew was Charlie’s body falling on me in heated lust. Her lips quickly found mine just as her fingers went back to my pussy.

A moan escaped my lips as our boobs messed together with a curiously soft heat. And I couldn’t stop my hips from whining in rhythm to her circling fingers on me.

Fuck, I never thought another girl’s hands would be so arousing.

Okay, maybe I was already drunk in lust before. But; Charlie’s body on me, the way her hands snaked up to my boobs and her thigh replaced the fingers on my pussy.

The way she fondled and massaged my boobs, kissing and teasing fire along my throat and down to my chest.

Gosh, all I could do was moan in pleasure.

I didn’t even know when or how my hips started gyrating on her thigh. My panties are in the way, but I could still feel myself leaking all over her thigh as I set a rapid pace.

Moving against her as if I was fucking her thigh.

And the way she’s fondling and pinching and sucking my nipples ... fuck, I’m gonna cum.

“Uhhh, fuck,” I moaned softly as Charlie suddenly flicked a finger on my mound. Causing a sharp sting and a primal lust to grind against her harder.

And yes, I’m so close. Fuck, I’m going to...

Then she rolled off me.

“H-hey,” I gasped with confusion and frustration as my fingers automatically replaced Charlie’s thigh.

But before I could put my confusion in words, Joe grabbed my thighs and pulled me closer to him at the edge of the bed.

“Don’t worry, baby,” He smirked, leaning into my lips before hooking his fingers in my panties and pulling them off.

“She was just getting you ready for me.”

I bite my lips with my eyes locked on his dick, probably around 8” long with a thickness that puts Mr Murf’s to shame. Dripping with precum as he centered it in my core;

“You want it?” He said, with a hand at the base of my skull as if I were his thing. I don’t mind, though.

I didn’t even have to reply when my head started bobbing up and down with my eyes fixed on the dick positioned at my pussy lips. My legs kept themselves wide open as my hips absentmindedly inched closer, trying to get Joe in me.

He picked my thighs in his arms and, without as much as an ounce of mercy, he slammed the whole thing into me.

I screamed and fell back onto the bed.

Joe slammed into me again, and the bed creaked in response. Again, and again. Filling the space with an arousing thwap-thwap-thwap of his hips hitting my wetness.

I had totally forgotten about Charlie, and I honestly didn’t care that she was missing the fun. But then I felt a wet tongue on my pussy even as Joe slammed mercilessly into me.

My eyes are rolled into my skull ... or maybe they are open and I just can’t see anything.

Either way, with Joe filling me up and ramming into me without pause. Charlie’s tongue sending sparks through my clitoris. And a mix of pain as she pinched my nipples hard.

It didn’t take long before I started squirming in orgasm.

My bones curled, and I gasped to the sweet embrace of release. Splashing my cum all over Charlie’s face as the second wave washed over me fast.