Chapter 18

I was in a bind. I had my cock rocket loaded with liquid oh-two and clear skies to launch. The only problem was I didn’t like the voice from the space center. Houston ... Can you leave so I can fuck your girlfriend.

“I’m not sharing,” I reinforced my position pulling Jess and Adelaide into my hips.

“No, not your girlfriend and your secretary, of course not.” Felix laughed. “Dude, Tal and Sher, we’ve always talked about giving it a try, right babe?”

“And I’ve blown him once before,” Talsy volunteered.

“I just masturbated next to Felix while Ike fucked Raylea.” Sherry shrugged.

“Yeah...”

“Look, you’re upset you think that we trusted Ike before we came to you,” Felix tried to talk me down. I just raised an eyebrow. “It wasn’t that at all. Raylea just found Ike hotter than you.”

“Felix!” The blood left Raylea’s face.

“It’s not like you saw yourself as hot, you know?” Talsy shrugged. “I mean Adelaide was ‘out of your league’ and all kinds of other nonsense, right?”

“I was?” Adelaide frowned. “I like you. You’re k-cute and sweet and ... um ... I never could, uh, keep up with a guy’s libido before you.”

“You still can’t,” Jess sighed. “That’s why there’s too many of us,” she frowned.

“Believe me,” Felix laughed. “If you don’t find something to reignite the sex after a relationship goes on for a few years, no woman can keep up.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Raylea snapped her hands to her hips and stared down Felix.

“It means that until you gave in and really acted out the sex goddess I knew you were, you had cooled off from our little honeymoon phase.” Felix answered.

“Oh, yeah, that’s true,” Raylea nodded. “So you get all of this?”

“I get why Will’s for it,” he smirked. “I even get Adelaide. Still, punching way above your weight class, buddy.”

“Yeah, I am,” I agreed. “You can watch me fuck Raylea.” I said. “Girls, I want you to pack up and leave.”

“We can’t watch?” Adelaide stroked my cheek. “Can’t look after you?”

I picked up her hand and kissed her knuckles.” You’re always looking after me.”

She frowned and nodded. Jess had bolted. She was making sure she had all of her clothes and her bag was beelining for the door. Talsy and Sherry looked at each other. They were upset when they turned to me.

“Go.” I said.

“Right, have fun Felix.” Talsy tiptoed her fingers across Felix’s shoulders as she walked to the closet.

“Try not to moan in his ear, you’ll ruin it for Raylea.” Sherry said. I almost thanked it for that.

“I’ll be at work if you need me,” Adelaide said. We kissed and she headed out to leave.

I stood and waited until it was just Raylea, Felix, and me. They went to work. Felix went to my bathroom. He grabbed cleaning supplies and rubber gloves. Raylea went into my bedroom and started stripping and remaking the bed. I watched as they moved without words and made my bedroom up nicer than I ever did, even when I was bringing girls over before magic dick pic powers.

It was just me and the fucked up couple.

Part of me wanted to run like a bitch. I really enjoyed fucking Raylea but it had seemed stilted and broken until we had turned off the camera. There was no camera, but now the audience weren’t my sex slaves. Shit. I walked into my bedroom.

“Go get a quick shower,” Felix said as he shut my closet doors for the first time in a years.

“I’ll come clean off with you when we’re ready,” Raylea said.

“Uh...” I did that. I went to the shower. I still had my pharmaceutical powerhouse cock. I just stood in the water for a few minutes before I heard the door close and Raylea stepped in behind me.

“Hi.” She scraped a fingernail down my spine and caused me to turn to her.

Admittedly, Raylea was more girl next store than the knockouts of Talsy, Adelaide, Celeste, or Nisha. In the league of Jess and Sherry and Lidie. Attractive, but accessible. She was fit. She worked out, yoga’d her ass into her best feature. There was just something about her from her freckles to her figure, from her nose to her nipples that just screamed “This girl has not been photoshopped.”

“What are you laughing at?” She slapped her hands to her hip and cocked her lip in a smile. “You’ve been drowning in sweat and sex all morning. And look at that beast. Jesus.”

“Adderall and Viagra,” I explained.

“Really?” Raylea beamed. “So we can go for a while?”

“Uh...” I turned my head to look back into the apartment despite the door and shower curtain blocking any view. “Uh...”

“Felix is going to be as far away as he can be in the room.” She said. “Don’t make eye contact and he won’t make eye contact.”

“But...”

“Listen. Once we’re good and clean. Dry me off. Take me to the bedroom. I’ll suck your dick. Ride you for a while. Then doggy or missionary, whichever you think will finish you off best.”

“And--”

“Then you and Felix can say your good-byes.” Raylea said and ran her hand down my chest to my belly. “And then I’ll get whatever’s left in this beast.”

She reached down and cupped my balls. Her thumb ran up and down the side of my cock as I shivered. I looked down in her eyes. There was something there, something I saw in Adelaide and Jess and everyone. Something I possessed. I was beginning to feel better. Plus, I was overwhelmed by dick pills and stimulants.

I grabbed Raylea and tried to kiss her. She whimpered excitedly when I touched her. She accepted my tongue into her mouth with boiling vigor. She flicked me in the Adam’s apple. She flicked me three more times.

“What?”

“What about Felix?” she asked.

What about Felix? Raylea wasn’t here for him. Raylea was mine now. She just knew that her boyfriend, my best friend, and our friendship to each other could be absolutely destroyed when we admitted.

I loved Felix. He was there for me. I’d be there for him. I told myself and I smiled.

“Let’s go,” I said.

“Dude!” Raylea laughed. “At least wash your dick with soap and water.”

We exited the shower and the bathroom three minutes later. I gripped her hand tightly. She followed behind me with eagerness. Her hair was dark with dampness. Her skin glistened for how poorly we had dried. I dragged her by Felix. He had laid out towels on the bed. I pulled Raylea into step with me and grabbed her by the waist and elbow.

She laughed excitedly as I threw her onto her back. I slung her legs up, her knees went to her elbows.

“Hold them,” I demanded and pushed her knees back up.

“Ni--”

“Shut up, Felix,” I said, without looking over my shoulder. “Or leave. Raylea, hold your legs up!”

“Yes!” She squeaked. She wrapped her arms around her thighs and pulled herself open. Her downy blonde hair wetly encased her thick pussy lips. I ran my fingers over her.

“You’re gonna wanna get as wet as possible,” I told her. It wasn’t just shower leftovers on my fingers. I squatted down and dragged the towels below her to put her ass a quarter inch off the foot of the bed.

I dove in to begin eating pussy. I growled when she tried to lay her legs across my shoulders. She pulled herself back.

I ignored the sound of the zipper opening.

Raylea was a moaner. She was a performer. She was a quick instrument to learn. I dug my fingers into my friend and licked my way roughly up and down her sex. Her nub was springy and stiff and she wanted to kick. Another growl kept her legs up and out of my hair.

I had to be loud. To throw my mouth around. The slap of my cheeks and her skin echoed by the wet snaps of dripping flesh plus my war cries and Raylea’s panting moans drowned out any possible noise pollution that would have thrown me off my game.

I probably forfeited most of my technical skill in order to critically fail my move silently check. That didn’t seem to limit Raylea’s response. She chirped and bucked and rolled her shoulders as I rampaged around her pussy. I was starting to smile with pride.

I slapped my hands down on her thighs and pushed myself up to my feet.

“What?” She begged and blinked.

I could’ve just mounted her there. A tingle in my mind reminded me that she had suggested a blowjob. I wasn’t about to make the lady a liar. The blankets came with the towels as I wrecked the freshly made bed spinning her about.

Raylea looked cuter with her head upside down. Her thick hair stuck to the blanket and itself, missing out on a chance to beautifully tumble down towards the floor. I rubbed her cheek. I pressed the tip of her nose. I bent her head backwards.

She opened her mouth wide as I ringed my cockhead around the circle of her lips. I bent crooked with my right knee and forward with my left. I was about ready to sling my cock down the tunnel of Raylea’s sword-swallowing throat.

I turned my head at the click click of chair legs moving across the floor to my right. Shit.

“Dude! Raylea!” Felix pointed. And that’s another man’s dick ... Who the fuck would want a picture of one of those?