The Camgirl Part XL: Something Special [FFFM] [FF] [Implied FM] [Anal] [Oral] [Light Fdom] [Light BDSM]

**VIII: Liam and Blake**

**Liam**

Liam paced in Marie’s room, trying to distract himself from the noises coming from the other side of the door and the discomfort they caused in his pants. He’d forgotten his earbuds. Of course. And he hadn’t been able to find any of Marie’s, either.

They had stopped for a bit after Liam heard what he thought was a second, particularly loud orgasm, though Liam had found himself unable to keep images of Blake writhing in pleasure from running through his mind. Then they’d started up again and he’d sworn he heard his name.

Blake.

Moaning his name.

And Liam’s erection had *just* begun to subside, thoughts of her fading from his mind.

Once he’d heard his name like that, Liam’s mind had gone into overdrive.

Was she trying to mess with him? She’d said she wasn’t going to play nice anymore. Had she just been thinking about him when she was with Chloe? Did she often think about him during sex? Or when masturbating?

Then had come the mental images, eventually leading to Liam pacing as he was now.

He’d seen Blake like that before—he’d even seen the video of her and Chloe—but that was through a screen. She’d just been some girl—if an incredibly cute, hot girl—on a screen that he’d gotten off to a few times.

Now she was just across the apartment from him. She’d been only feet away from him earlier, nothing separating them but air.

A bang sounded outside, interrupting Liam’s train of thought. A second one followed, and Liam’s eyes bulged.

*Marie. Fuck.*
What would she think of him listening to that? And Blake’s door was probably still open. Should he close it?

Liam strode quickly out into the main room. Either way, he should get Marie and whichever of the girl’s she brought back out of the main room and into the bedroom as quickly as possible.

He turned the corner to find Marie with both Leah and Alice. He took one glance at them, then Blake’s open door—taking care not to look beyond the door—the carefully pushed it closed with his foot. When he turned back to his girlfriend and the girls she had brought back with her, they were still…entangled.

Marie was making out feverishly with Leah while Alice, pressed up against the wall behind Marie, was leaving a trail of kisses and nips along Marie’s slender neck.

Though the door was closed now, it didn’t do much to dampen the noises coming from Blake’s room. *Did they get louder?*

Liam raised a hand toward the knot of girls, then, feeling awkward, cleared his throat. He had to do it twice more—rising significantly in volume both times—to get their attention.

When they turned to him, Liam could tell by their smiles—or by Marie’s at least—that they were all a little tipsy.

“Liam!” Marie said, eyes lighting up as she closed the distance between them. She pressed her lips against his own, hands traveling up his back then down to squeeze his ass before he could even get a word in.

The kiss did leave Liam breathless, but when he noticed Leah and Alice giggling and pressing their ears to Blake’s door, he frowned.

He hid it quickly, however, when Marie gazed up at him. She followed his eyes, though, and after starting between Blake’s door and the two girls for a moment, her eyes went wide. She brought a hand to her mouth in an unsuccessful attempt to stifle her laughter, “Oh, shit! Blake’s being so fucking loud!” Then she grinned at Liam, grabbing and him and Alice and tugging them toward their room, “Should we try to be louder?”

All three girls erupted into a fit of laughter as they made their way with Liam toward Marie’s room.

Liam found himself a little annoyed for some reason. Shouldn’t Marie have been at least a little annoyed that Liam had been here listening to Blake and Chloe make noises like that for who knew how long? She wasn’t *that* drunk, was she?

Once within Marie’s room, however, that train of thought fled Liam’s mind as his girlfriend tackled him to the bed, raining hungry kisses down upon his lips and jaw as she tugged at his shirt. Liam could feel the other two pulling at his pants. Liam groaned as Marie ground her hips down on his imprisoned cock, and she cackled.

“We’ve got something special planned for you tonight, babe,” Marie said between kisses, though between those and her continued grinding against him, Liam had to work to process her words, “Leah came up with a wonderful plan so that all three of us can enjoy you.”

Liam grunted as the other two managed to tug his jeans down over his hips even with Marie’s continued activity. His cock had more freedom now, and fuck, Marie’s grinding felt good. He could already feel her wetness dampening the fabric of his boxers, though those followed his jeans moments later, with two additional pairs of hands exploring his thighs and balls.

“What exactly did you have in mind?” Liam managed with a grunt, remembering that Marie had spoken. That hadn’t been too long ago, had it?

After one more long kiss that left Liam breathless and a little dazed, Marie climbed back off of him to stand between Alice and Leah. All three were still dressed.

Liam’s girlfriend looked between her two comrades, then back at Liam, and the trio erupted in a fit of giggles.

Marie tugged at the hem of her dress, “Why don’t you get these clothes off of us first, then you can find out?”

Grinning, Liam half-leapt off the bed. His hands found Marie’s zipper just as his lips found her neck.

***

**Blake**

Blake moaned semi-coherent babble, clawing at her sheets and gulping in air as Chloe fucked her hard. She was on her stomach now—no longer able to support herself on hands and knees—thick locks of blue hair in a tangled mess around her face. She occasionally had to smooth them away when it became too hard to breath. Her mind had stopped functioning properly at this point.

On some level Blake knew that the huge, ribbed dragon-themed dick hammering at her pussy was just a dildo that Chloe had strapped on, and she knew Chloe was the one fucking her, running her fingertips and nails down Blake’s sweat slicked back and making her erupt in shivers and goosebumps, tangling her fingers in Blake’s hair and pulling hard, making her moan, and slapping her pale ass hard all at random intervals.

In her fuzzy, lust-addled brain, however, that was all Liam. Soft, slender hands became larger, a bit more calloused. The dick jackhammering in and out of her folds, stretching her with every thrust, was hot and fleshy and real. Blake’s mind was too far gone to care at this point. She’d been exhausted, horny, and still a little shaken and spacey from her earlier encounter, and Chloe had told her that thinking about Liam was okay. That made it okay. And *fuck,* was it good.

The fantasy combined with her over-ridden brain had sent Blake even deeper into her arousal. At this point she was just a bundle of wonderful sensations, living out what she so desperately wanted to be true within the safety of her mind.

For a while, Blake had fucked back, grinding her hips against Liam’s, giving as good as she got. She’d since been reduced to a bundle of mewls and moans and pleas for him to fuck her harder, too exhausted to do much else other than follow the occasional command to change positions.

Blake lost any sense of time as Liam pounded away, his cock filling her, making her feel so wonderfully full. She felt her pleasure start to build. Somehow, she managed to form words, “More. Fuck, more *please*!”

They came out more as moans than actual words, with the last morphing into a whimper.

Liam complied, fucking her harder, drawing back almost the length of his cock, then hitting the back of her pussy with every thrust. Her pleasure morphed into a wave. It spiked, rising fast.

Blake couldn’t even tell if she was making noises anymore when she finally crested that wave. She lost all control of her body. She could feel herself twitching and squirming under Liam as he continued to pound away, not letting up in the slightest. Her fingers and toes grew tingly. Her head followed shortly after. Just when Blake thought she couldn’t take anymore, a viscous liquid burst forth from Liam’s cock, coating Blake’s insides. Some part of her mind told Blake that the torrent should stop after a few spurts, but the torrent didn’t stop. It filled her up, stretching her insides to their limit before she felt the thick, sticky cum leak down the insides of her thighs as it slipped by the wide base of Liam’s still-thrusting cock.

That fullness, those continued bursts of cum within her, sent Blake over the edge again. She lost any feeling of control of her body as spots danced before her vision. She thought she heard a satisfied cackle just before her vision went white, mind consumed by pleasure and arousal.

***

**Liam**

Fingers danced over Liam’s torso, trailing lines of goosebumps or grabbing and squeezing at his muscles, occasionally joined by a tongue. The hot, wet trails that it left provided a nice contrast to those of the fingers. Other hands gripped his thighs, long hair occasionally brushing at the skin around them and making him squirm as the feathery touches tickled him.

Thankfully, those sensations were secondary to what the two mouths between his legs sent throughout his body. One licked and kissed his balls, occasionally taking one entirely between soft lips and sucking on it gently. The other did the same to his almost painfully hard cock.

Liam focused what little mental energy he could summon on keeping his breathing steady and trying to hold off his orgasm for as long as possible. He’d been hovering around the halfway point for some time now.

A hiss escaped Liam’s lips as one of the girls took his nipple into her mouth, nipping at it gently. All three laughed. Liam didn’t know which one of them had done it, however, as he could not see them.

Leah’s idea had been to tie Liam up and blindfold him while the three girls had their fun. Liam had been hesitant at first–only going along with it because of Marie’s assurances and the three naked girls using their unfair advantage to coax him into compliance. Now, however, he found he liked it.

At the very least, it was refreshing. After the last two threesomes he and Marie had experienced with these girls–and attending to Marie’s own needs–Liam had begun to feel rather spent. It was nice to just relax for once–to not have to concentrate on making sure he attended to each girl equally and did a good job of things.

He did wish he could see, though. The room’s dim lighting combined with the scarf tied over the eye-mask Marie had found made that impossible, however.

Liam felt the weight on the bed shift, then shivered when soft hair brushed against his shoulders.

“Just relax and enjoy yourself, babe,” Marie whispered a moment later, breath hot on his ear.

Liam realized that he had tensed a bit and forced himself to relax. He’d also probably been frowning or something to catch Marie’s attention.

“Seeing is also pretty enjoyable,” he said.

“You’ll have plenty of time for that tomorrow morning,” Marie giggled.

Before Liam could say anything, Marie’s lips were on his. She kissed him deeply, every movement seeming to linger as she licked or sucked at his lips, tongue darting into his mouth to tease him. She left him breathless. Liam moaned softly as she moved her lips down his jaw and to his neck, sucking lightly and leaving a hot trail behind. Liam tried to relax into the feeling, while still keeping his breathing steady.

The image of pale skin and blue hair flashed in his mind.

Liam half-frowned, but smoothed his expression immediately, not wanting to give anything away to Marie.

That wasn’t the first time that had happened tonight. Liam dismissed the image immediately, as he had before, yet the blindfold and lack of other visuals made it difficult. Recently, Blake had been popping into Liam’s head any time he thought of something related to her. That hadn’t been a problem until tonight. And now she just randomly popped into his head in the place of one of the three girls as they pleasured him.

Another shift of weight on the bed snapped Liam’s thoughts back to the present. Moments later, a familiar scent filled his nose as something wet and slick brushed against the tip of it. Instinctively, Liam tried to reach up and grab the ass before him. The scarves the girls had tied him with held firm, however.

“C’mon, Liam,” Marie said as the pussy before him wiggled, brushing back and forth across the tip of his nose before pressing back a bit, “Eat up.”

As the words left Marie’s mouth, one of the other girls took Liam’s cock deep in her mouth. His cock twitched in the hot, wet enclosure.

“Fu–mmph!”

The pussy moved back, dipping a bit lower so that it pressed directly against his mouth. Liam took the hint and started eating the pussy so politely presented to him as one of the girls bobbed her head up and down on his cock. It was a bit hard to keep his focus as he licked and sucked at the dripping folds before him. The sensations of tongues and lips and mouths on his cock–were they taking turns now?–distracted him. He enjoyed it but found it hard to keep his mind from wandering, and his orgasm began to build.

As Liam enjoyed himself, listening to the moans he coaxed from Marie as he ate her pussy, an image of the bed formed in Liam’s mind. Almost immediately, the two girls playing with his cock had blue hair and pale skin, eyes obscured by blue locks as they went down on him. It took Liam a bit longer to push the image from his mind this time–most of his attention was centered around his cock. Then Marie’s moans morphed. She started calling out his name, egging him on. Her voice was a bit higher. Her ass a bit smaller, yet more firm. Her skin was lighter, hair a vibrant royal blue. The face was still obscured.

Liam barely even registered the image as something inappropriate until Marie pressed her pussy firmly back into his mouth, grinding her hips against him. He worked his tongue with a near-frantic effort as her moans rose higher and higher, the memory of Blake calling his name intertwining with them. The legs straddling trembled as she pressed her pussy back against his face, hard. Liam didn’t stop licking and sucking. In his mind, it was Blake pressing her pussy against his face as she came, pale skin shining with a thin sheen of sweat, hands gripping tight at his stomach. Then she collapsed on top of him.

The sudden change pulled Liam back to the present, dispelling the image, yet Liam found it hard to care this time around. He knew Marie probably wouldn’t be happy about him fantasizing about her roommate while he ate her out, but she couldn’t really blame him. She’d slept with Blake *and* asked her to join them, after all.

*But she doesn’t know how Blake feels about you. You do. Even if Blake thinks about you this way, is it right for you to think about her like this while you’re with Marie?*

Liam hated that voice sometimes.

The warm, soft weight on top of Liam shifted, and Liam let out a long moan as Marie–it had to be her–took his cock into her mouth all the way down to the base. Her mouth felt so damn good. She started to bob her head up and down, stroking his cock with her lips and tongue, as the other girls sucked and licked at his balls. The pleasure around spiked, and Liam felt his orgasm building at a pace he couldn’t stop. His brain began to fuzz, images forming. He tried to hold back, but as he neared the edge of his orgasm, the image of Marie became Blake.

He exploded in her mouth, gasping as she sealed her lips around his shaft just under the tip, working the exposed shaft with her fingers, coaxing every drop of cum into her mouth.

That image sent Liam’s mind into overdrive. His legs wanted to twitch, but the other two girls held him down.

By the time Blake had coaxed every last drop of cum from him, cock finally starting to deflate, Liam’s heart pounded as he gasped for breath.

*No, not Blake. Marie.*

Liam’s blue-haired friend vanished from his mind, replaced by Marie. His girlfriend.

He Marie’s weight shift around him and heard soft moans and other noises coming from down near the other girls. Were they making out? With his cum still in Marie’s mouth? She seemed to like doing that.

Liam’s mind fell back into a post-orgasm haze for a bit, pulled out of it only when he felt lips on his cock again and another pussy press against his face. He wasn’t over-sensitive, but still sensitive enough to twitch at the sudden stimulation.

“Was that good, babe?” Marie’s voice asked at his ear a few moments later.

Liam nodded, the grunt that came from his throat all he could manage at that point.

She giggled, “Good. Just enjoy eating more pussy while we get you hard again.”

He felt Marie move away as the pussy pressed back into his face and started tonguing the folds almost by reflex. As he continued to eat the girl out–he thought it was Leah–the girl with his cock in her mouth became Blake, eyes twinkling as she licked and sucked at his cock. Liam found himself too dazed to care at the moment.

***

**Blake**

When Blake’s brain finally began to de-fuzz enough for her to regain a sense of her surroundings, she found herself on her back, head resting on a pillow, pussy and inner thighs coated in a sticky, gooey mess. A strong scent filled her nose as she breathed in. Pleasantly exhausted, unfocused eyes fluttered open to find the glistening pink petals of a dripping pussy open before her, mere inches from her lips.

“Lick.”

Blake followed the command without question grabbing the tanned, shapely ass before her with tired hands and burying her face between the firm cheeks.

Fingers brushed against her clit, making Blake moan into the pussy as she kissed the soft, slick lips. Her brain had unfogged enough for Blake to know that she was eating out Chloe, drinking in her friend’s flavor as she explored her folds with her tongue, but in her mind, the fingers on her own, worn out pussy were Liam’s.

He was gentle with her. Even a slight brush of his fingers against her oversensitive clit made Blake convulse and cry out, though that ended up just turning into a muffled moan into Chloe’s pussy. He teased her, alternating between tracing lazy circles over Blake’s stomach with his fingertips, then brushing his knuckles along her thighs, then massaging the lips of her pussy. He always so close to her clit, yet only occasionally brushed it, seeming to know exactly how much she could take.

Blake reveled in those sensations as she dined on Chloe’s backside, enjoying the feel of Chloe’s firm ass in her hands as she alternated between her friend’s dripping pink folds and her tight, puckered ring of muscles. Chloe rarely enjoyed sticking anything inside her ass, but Blake knew for a fact that her friend loved a skilled tongue between her cheeks.

Blake made sure to lick her friend’s holes as thoroughly as she would want her own attended to. Chloe deserved it. She was so great. Blake didn’t remember exactly what Chloe had done tonight that made Blake feel so strongly that she had to thank her friend, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to make sure her friend enjoyed herself as much as Blake had so far. Though Blake’s mind was almost entirely focused on the view before her and the fingers dancing around Blake’s own pelvis, her mind had cleared enough for her to listen to the wonderful moans that came from Chloe ad match them up with each kiss, nip, and flick of her tongue. With that, she coaxed a nice little song of moans and gasps out of her friend. Blake interrupted that song with a shriek when the fingers at her pussy slipped between her lips unexpectedly.

***

**Liam**

Sex filled Liam’s senses. The tangy scent and taste of pussy clouded his head. Hot, wet velvet walls slid up and down his cock, squeezing it with a wonderful pressure. Moans, gasps, and mewls teased his ears. And behind his eyes, a pale, blue-haired girl flickered in and out of existence.

He was still tied up, mouth beginning to grow tired from the girls switching back and forth to have him eat them out. He thought he could differentiate between their tastes now, though he didn’t know which taste belonged to which girl. They’d thankfully given him a bit of a break earlier while getting him hard again. He thought he’d heard at least one of the girls getting eaten out.

Now that he was hard again, they’d started taking turns fucking. The first girl–he thought he’d felt Alice’s larger breasts brush against his chest a few times–had ridden him hard, with a sort of practiced effort to her motions. He didn’t think he would have lasted if not for the condom. She’d cum at least once that he thought, slumping forward, pussy spasming around his cock as she recovered. Then she’d climbed off of him and someone had changed the condom. Either Leah or Marie had climbed on next, and the other had straddled his head, tangling her hands in his hair. For a moment, as one had ground her pussy into his face and the other had ground her hips against his, Liam had almost thought them coordinating their movements.

Liam had tried to simply sit back and enjoy the girls’ attentions, mind blank or focused entirely on the sensations gripping his cock.

Yet deprived of actual imagery to focus on, encouraged by moans and wonderful sensations, Liam’s imagination wandered. As hard as he tried, he couldn’t keep Blake from his mind.

For a short time, she’d simply been a pale, blue-haired girl, features hazy save for red lips. Whenever Liam had tried to pin down one of the girls as Marie, the blue-haired girl had quickly taken the place of Leah or Alice or both.

Now that girl was Blake. Rosy cheeks, beautiful, sparkling blue eyes, wild blue mane tumbling down her shoulders. The moans teasing at Liam’s ears became hers, and his mind put words to them.

“Oh, fuck yes, Liam,” she gasped, bouncing up and down on his cock, her pussy so incredibly tight around him, “I waited so long for this. I’m going to make you feel sooo good.”

And she did. Somehow, Liam’s blue-haired friend managed to fuck him, ride his face, and occasionally kiss at his chest or his stomach all at once, every touch leaving behind a hot mark.

Her moans rose and rose as she neared orgasm, bringing him closer as well.

When she came, hands falling to his stomach to support herself as she rode out the waves of pleasure, Liam felt a rush at knowing he’d made her cum. He wanted to reach out and hug her to him, to stroke her hair and kiss her as she recovered from her orgasm.

Instead she took off the condom and replaced it with another. This time, however, Liam hissed as a new, yet familiar tightness enveloped his cock. He was sure she’d put him in her ass, the tight ring of his muscles squeezing his cock even tighter than before. Her moans and gasps were higher, more desperate as she rode him. Her movements more frantic. He felt her fingertips occasionally brush against him as she played with her pussy. Yet at the same time, Blake straddled his face riding his mouth with her slender fingers tangled in his hair.

“Come on, Liam,” she breathed, “Come on. I’m almost there.”

Liam ignored the soreness in his jaw and redoubled his efforts, wanting more than anything to make his friend cum.

The two Blakes somehow reached orgasm within moments of each other. The one straddling his face bucked her hips, and he was met with some sweeter juices flowing down her folds and onto his tongue. The one riding his cock sat down hard and ground her ass against his hips with him fully seated inside of her Liam moaned as her ass clenched around the base of his shaft.

He was so close.

Yet even with Blake’s ass milking his cock, Liam stayed just below the edge.

He wanted so bad to take her in his arms and kiss her, to rip the condom off and have there be nothing between them.

Blake smiled down at him and climbed off, and the Blake with her pussy in his face moved aside. One of them took off the condom, and Liam’s breath caught as he thought he might get his wish.

Something tugged at Liam’s face then, and his eyes fluttered open to find Marie smiling down at him.

Liam’s stomach twisted. He immediately forced a smile to hide his guilt at his fantasies.

*How long did I imagine it was Blake on top of me?*

Thankfully, Marie captured his lips with her own, distracting him from past thoughts.

“As fun as it is having you tied up,” she breathed in his ear once she broke the kiss, “I want you to fuck me. I want your cum.”

Liam vaguely noticed the other girls untying his wrists and ankles. Despite his guilt over thinking of Blake, Liam was so damn close to cumming that the feeling of Marie’s soft lips against his was enough to fog his mind. He rubbed at his wrists once his hands came free. Once his ankles were, too, he straightened, taking Marie’s face in his hands as he kissed her. Once his cock grew too demanding, he released her and stepped off the bed. Leah and Alice laid back against the pillow, hungry eyes darting back and forth between him and Marie as she got on hands and knees. Liam situated himself behind her, grabbing her ass in both hands. He squeezed them a few times before giving one a hard smack, eliciting giggles from the two girls and a low satisfied moan from Marie. She wiggled her ass before him, dripping pussy inches away from his hard cock.

“Please, babe,” she whimpered, “I need that cock so bad.”

Grinning, Liam complied. He positioned the tip at Marie’s folds, testing to make sure it was wet enough despite its appearance. Before he could thrust, she slammed her hips back against his, seating him fully inside her. They cried out together, Marie trembling, while Liam gripped his girlfriend’s hips tight, trying to control his breathing. Just from that he was gulping down breaths of air. After using a condom for so long, just a single thrust inside Marie’s hot, slick pussy had almost been enough to make him explode.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Liam breathed.

A part of him just wanted to stay as he was, fully enveloped by Marie’s velvet folds. He gasped again when she wiggled her ass, pussy clenching around his cock.

“C’mon, Liam,” she breathed, voice thick with lust, “Fuck me.”

Taking a deep breath, Liam drew himself back out of her until just the tip remained in Marie’s pussy. The moan she let out caressed his ears. Then, stabilizing himself, he slammed his hips forward. She moaned, falling forward onto her elbows, head resting against Leah’s thigh. She and Alice reached down to stroke Marie’s har as Liam drew his hips back again, then thrust forward hard.

“Oh, fuck yes,” Marie gasped, gripping the other girls’ thighs.

Liam wanted to speed up as he continued to thrust. He wanted to cum so badly, but he wanted to make sure it was good for Marie, too. He made sure each thrust was his entire length, pumping his hips as fast as he could go while maintaining that.

He could barely focus on anything else, though when Marie shifted, angling her ass up a bit more, he caught glimpses of her locked in kisses with either Leah or Alice.

Strangely, that annoyed Liam. He found he didn’t want the other girls being a part of this. He was fine with having fun with Marie and the other girls, but something about this felt different. She’d said she wanted *him, his* cock, not all three of them. For a moment, it almost seemed like Marie was more into making out with Leah and Alice than she was into fucking him. He, or his cock, or how hard he could fuck her, seemed just like something Marie was showing off to them.

Yet all that flashed through Liam’s head in mere moments before being overwhelmed and silenced by the part of his mind controlled by his cock. And its desire to cum.

That part told Liam that he was just letting what Blake and Sophie had said get the better of him, and that he should enjoy the naked girls making out in front of him and concentrate on fucking his girlfriend until he did as she asked and explode in her pussy, giving her his cum.

Liam pumped his hips harder, fingers digging into Marie’s ass as his orgasm rose higher and higher, egged on by her moans and the sight of the naked trio before him.

Finally, Liam seated himself inside Marie, hips slamming against her ass as her tight, slick pussy completely enveloped his cock. He exploded, and Marie moaned with each spurt of cum as her velvet walls milked him, clenching and squeezing his cock. He leaned over her, supporting himself with his hands as he rode out that wave of pleasure, Marie moaning as she trembled beneath him.

When he started to pull out, Marie pushed back insistently against him, causing him to gasp.

“No,” she protested, voice breathy, “Wait.”

Liam did so, a bit confused until Leah and Alice started to move. Leah shimmied under Marie until her face was below Marie’s pussy. Liam gasped, cock twitching when he felt the soft flicks of her tongue on the underside of his cock. Alice knelt down beside him, mouth level with his cock.

“Okay,” Marie breathed, “Now pull out slowly.”

Liam did as instructed. Cum leaked out as he withdrew, hanging from his cock or spilling down Marie’s thighs. The two girls lapped it up hungrily, Leah pushing her tongue into Marie’s folds, making her moan and tremble even more, while Alice took Liam’s cock into her mouth once it was free of Marie’s pussy. Liam drew in deep frantic breaths as her tongue swirled around his sensitive, still hard cock. Once she was done, Alice let his cock out of her mouth with a “pop,” and smiled at him, a drop of cum leaking from the corner of her mouth. Without a word, she climbed back onto the bed, putting her head between Leah’s legs where Marie’s head rested, and coaxed Marie into a kiss.

Liam’s cock twitched.

The entire display was incredibly erotic. Leah, licking his cum out of his exhausted girlfriend’s pussy as Marie made out with Alice, sharing his cum, all their soft curves and toned muscles and varying skin tones contrasting with each other beautifully.

Yet Liam somehow felt underwhelmed. More than that, he felt left out, like he was just there to watch. Something about it just felt…off.

“I’ll be right back,” he said, forcing a smile and giving Marie’s ass a quick squeeze. He grabbed the towel hanging on Marie’s door and wrapped it around his waist. He did not need any compromising situations to deal with right now.

He slipped out of Marie’s room, closing the door quietly behind him. When he turned to head for the bathroom, his eyes locked on Blake’s door. It was still closed, and no noise came from it now. Liam let out a sigh of relief. He didn’t think he would have been able to deal with that right now. His head was still a bit clouded. A click caught his attention, and he turned wide eyes to the kitchen, relaxing when he saw Sophie. They exchange a brief nod before she headed off to her room with a bowl of cereal, and he went to the bathroom to clean off and splash some water on his face. He hoped all three of the girls would be passed out by the time he got back, or near enough to it. He wasn’t up for anything else tonight.

***

**Blake**

“Thank you for being the smart one and putting down a towel.”

Blake felt Chloe’s soft laugh through her chest more than she heard it. Her mind was still a bit hazy from everything that had happened tonight. The full-bodied exhaustion that had settled in didn’t help. Blake’s pussy was sore in a wonderful way—though her jaw was still just a bit sore from going to town on Chloe—and she felt safe and cozy cuddled up with her friend, her head resting on Chloe’s soft, pillow breasts. They’d removed said towel and cleaned Blake of all the fake cum goo, and now lay beneath Blake’s warm, comfy blanket.

“Well I didn’t want to sleep on a gross bed,” Chloe said, sending a shiver through Blake as she pet her blue mane, “That fake cum stuff is fun, but it’s a bitch to clean up when you’re done with it.”

Blake smirked, “Now you know why I don’t use that on my shows that much.”

“Did you even notice when the door closed? You were pretty gone for a while there.”

Blake sighed, pussy twitching, “I honestly have no idea. That was more intense than anything I’ve done in a while. I wasn’t surprised to see it closed when we were done, but I don’t remember when it happened.” She shifted to look up at Chloe, biting her lip. It took her a bit to force out the question, “Do you think it worked?”

Chloe smiled down at her, “Oh yeah. I don’t know how quickly he’ll come around, but I don’t think he’ll be able to get the image of you out of his head. Or your moans.

Blake shivered, fingers clutching at Chloe before she realized she had done it.

“You okay, Blake?” Chloe asked.
Blake shook her head, though the compassion in her friend’s voice made her smile.

“I’m scared, Chlo. I was so turned on just by the idea of him watching me. I told him that I’d find a way to deal with being just friends with him if that’s what has to happen, but I don’t know if I can. I—”

Blake bit back the words, feeling her eyes grow hot. She still couldn’t say it. Not because it was Chloe, but because even saying it aloud to just herself would have made it too real.

“I know, babe,” Chloe said, continuing to stroke Blake’s hair, “I don’t think you’ll have to worry about that, though. I glanced over at him when he looked in and the look on his face—”

She let out a low whistle, then smiled at Blake. Then her features scrunched with concern again, “That’s not exactly what I was talking about though, Blake. I’m pretty sure you went into subspace with that guy at the club—or at least something pretty close to it.”

Blake shivered, drawing in on herself at that memory. It had been such a stupid idea. She shouldn’t have tried to get Liam out of her head—she should have just leaned into it. He *was* going to be hers sooner or later, so there was nothing wrong with fantasizing about him.

Blake sighed. She just wished she could get herself to believe that more often.

“Blake?”

Blake blinked, realizing she’d let her mind wander rather than answering Chloe’s question.

“Oh, sorry. Yeah. I—now that I think on it, that’s definitely what happened. I’ll be alright. I just need a good night’s sleep to clear my head.” She looked up at Chloe, giving her friend a tight smile, “Thank you, though. I know what you were trying to do, and it helped as much as I think it could.” Blake colored a little bit, “Sorry if it was weird with me thinking about Liam and saying his name, by the way. I know you said it was okay, but…”

Chloe laughed softly as Blake trailed off, “Is it bad that part of why I told you it was okay is because I knew you were horny enough not to care at the time, but knew you would be embarrassed when we were done?”

Blake narrowed her eyes and poked Chloe in the belly button, “Bitch.”

Chloe just laughed again, messing up Blake’s hair so that it fell over her eyes and she had to move the blue locks out of the way.

“Seriously, though. Don’t worry about it. I enjoyed myself quite a bit, but tonight was for you. And honestly, knowing you were thinking about Liam instead of me makes it easier to keep back any feelings that might fuck with our friendship.”

Blake nodded, smiling. She liked Chloe, and her friend was damn good in bed, but unlike with Liam, Blake did not want Chloe as anything more than a friend in the long term.

Blake opened her mouth to respond, but a long yawn took her by surprise, eliciting a few giggles from Chloe. Blake didn’t even want to know what time it was.

“Thanks, Chlo,” Blake said, nuzzling up against her friend.

“Goodnight, Blake.”

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