[MMF] [Group] My boyfriend [30M] and I [28F] broke social distancing to fuck our neighbor [19 or 20M] – [Part 4] [Final Part]

Part [one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gvlx1f/fm_my_boyfriend_30m_and_i_28f_put_on_a_socially/), [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gw57td/group_mmf_my_boyfriend_30m_and_i_28f_broke_social/), and [three](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h814j2/group_mmf_my_boyfriend_30m_and_i_28f_broke_social/).

The week flew by, all of us working to pack up Nick’s apartment into his tiny car. He was too busy studying for and taking his exams to have sex, so I settled for wearing skimpier and skimpier clothing around the apartment to get extra attention from Henry. The teasing was fun, but it didn’t compare to the feeling of having both of them lavishing me with attention.

I ended up taking charge of selling most of Nick’s furniture to help ease some of his stress, arranging socially-distanced pick ups through Craigslist and Facebook Marketplace. Nick essentially lived with us and worked in his apartment until he was done with exams, at which point I promptly sold his desk. And then, after over a week of dread, it was suddenly his last night with us.

Nick called his parents on FaceTime on the patio to go over their timing and make plans while Henry and I stayed inside to give him some privacy. Nick stood right outside the sliding glass door as he finished up the call, smiling excitedly at his parents through the phone. “Where are you staying tonight?” we heard Nick’s dad ask over the phone, “I hope you’re not sleeping on a bare floor!”

“I’m just crashing with my neighbors. They’re a nice couple a few years older, and they’ve been really helpful with the move.”

“Well, that’s very kind of them,” his mom cut in, “Make sure you thank them.”

Nick made eye contact with me through the glass door, smiling knowingly. “I will.”

We tried to act normally through dinner, but we could all feel the sadness lingering in the air. Eventually Henry slammed down his fork. “FUCK this,” he shouted, “we are NOT going to end on a sad note.”

I let out a watery laugh, sniffling slightly as Henry walked behind my chair and wrapped his arms around me. “Nick, it fucking sucks that you’re going,” Henry said simply, “I know I speak for Lily and myself when I say that you have been a fucking delight to have in our lives. We are really going to miss you.”

Nick knelt beside me, wrapping his arms around us. We all held each other for a long moment, willing ourselves not to cry and burying our faces into each other’s skin. I squeezed my eyes shut, wanting to memorize the feeling and the smell of Nick holding us. I relaxed my face when I felt a thumb brush my cheek, but I kept my eyes closed as a soft pair of lips met mine. I kissed back gently, letting my lips part slowly and sliding my tongue along the bottom lip of whoever had made the first move. The other boy pulled back my hair and began moving down my neck, brushing feather-soft kisses and gentle licks across my skin. I shivered against him, rolling my head to the side to provide easier access. He kissed down to my breasts while the first boy started sucking on my tongue, sliding his against mine with deliberate slowness. I had a vague idea which of them was touching me at any given time, but I kept my eyes closed, reveling in the mystery and the inability to expect what they would do next.

Someone’s fingers slid between my legs, lightly brushing against my vulva over my shorts. I felt my pussy flood. Another person’s mouth enveloped one of my tits over my shirt, flicking his tongue and lightly scraping his teeth against my nipple through the fabric. The hand on my pussy slid up the leg of my shorts to tease at my entrance. I moaned into one of their mouths, relaxing into their touches. The fingers in my shorts kept their patient exploration of my pussy, swirling around the wetness and gliding up to my clit for half a second before pushing inside me suddenly and curling as they pulled out. I spread my legs for easier access, but the hand retreated. I needed more.

Slowly, I detangled myself from the boys’ mouths and hands, standing up and facing away from them before turning and opening my eyes. “I need you. Both of you,” I murmured, feeling like the lead in a trashy romance novel and not being able to muster one flying fuck about it.

Henry took my hand and led the way to the bedroom, my other hand reaching back to grab Nick’s and pull him along with us. Henry yanked me against him the second we walked through the door, his mouth on mine before I could even catch my breath. Nick’s chest pressed against my back as he reached a hand around to slide down the front of my shorts, circling my clit expertly as if it were his own body he was pleasuring and not mine.

After a moment, Henry released me and turned me around, sharing me with Nick. Nick walked me over to the bed as he kissed me, pushing me down on the bed and crawling over me until we both laid in the center of it with my head and shoulders propped up on the pillows. I spread my legs and he fell between them, rubbing his clothed cock against my covered pussy, simulating the one kind of sex that we couldn’t have. Henry knelt by my head, pulling his cock out and slowly pushing it past my lips. Nick lifted my sleep shirt up around my neck, lavishing each inch of skin with attention as he exposed it. One of Henry’s hands reached down to grasp my tits and toy with my nipples expertly, his hand working in tandem with Nick’s mouth to tease my nipples into points. I opened my mouth wider, looking up and locking eyes with Henry as he thrust into me. “Nick,” Henry said softly, “get some lube and a condom.”

Nick and I locked eyes, and I blinked slowly to indicate my consent. He pulled down my shorts and sucked my clit into his mouth briefly, pressing his tongue against me for three tantalizing flicks before grabbing some things from the nightstand and putting them on the bed out of my view. Henry’s body blocked most of my line of sight, the V of his hipbones growing and shrinking as he pushed into my mouth. Nick resumed his post at my clit, flicking it again for a moment before suddenly enveloping my pussy with his mouth. I moaned against Henry’s cock, closing my eyes again.

Licking his way down from my clit to the entrance to my pussy to my ass, Nick lapped up my wetness and attacked my body with enthusiasm. His tongue circled my asshole and pushed inside before licking its way to my cunt and penetrating me there before going back to circle my clit before repeating the process all over again. My pelvis rubbed against him, his nose rubbing into me as he aggressively moved his face all around my center.

Nick focused his attentions on my clit again as he grabbed a bottle of lube from out of sight and dripped some on his fingertips. He slowly circled my asshole with his pointer finger, pushing in as he sucked my clit into his mouth firmly. I groaned as Nick fingered my ass, stretching it gently with his finger. He pushed another finger inside as he massaged my clit with his tongue. My eyes stayed shut, my mouth filled with Henry’s cock. Nick removed his fingers. The tell-tale crinkle of a condom wrapper reached my ears, and the sound of more lube being squeezed out of the bottle, and then Nick’s cock was pushing past the tight rim of my asshole.

His cock docked inside me for a moment as I groaned, my whole body tensing. Henry stroked my hair and murmured words of encouragement as he paused his thrusting, Nick’s thumb rubbing my clit gently as my body slowly adjusted and relaxed. The sound of something buzzing made me open my eyes. Nick had taken out one of my vibrators, a pink rabbit, and turned it on. My cheeks flushed. He locked eyes with me and smirked as he started thrusting into my ass and slowly, tantalizingly rubbing the vibrator across my tits to tease my nipples before dragging it down to vibrate against my clit.

The vibrations were fierce: almost painful, but not quite. I looked up at Henry and squeezed his arm tightly, needing him to start moving again before I got too overwhelmed by the sensations centered around my pussy and ass. Henry began fucking my mouth again slowly while Nick moved both my legs to his shoulders and hitched me up so that my ass cheeks were resting on his lap. He pushed into me harder, groaning as the new angle allowed him to go in deeper on every thrust. I let my knees fall open, spreading my pussy in front of him like a blossom. Nick turned off the rabbit vibrator and inserted it into my pussy slowly, watching my face as I moaned on Henry’s cock. My hand not holding Henry’s arm clutched the bedspread and my eyes widened as Nick pushed the vibrator in all the way. He left it still inside me for a moment and then began fucking me with it in short movements. Even after adjusting to these new sensations, I wasn’t prepared for when Nick turned the vibrator on.

My body nearly went limp. My ass, mouth, and pussy were all full to the brim, the vibrator stimulating both my clit and my g-spot with its dual prongs. Nick groaned, undoubtedly enjoying the way the vibrator pressed and vibrated against his cock through my vaginal wall. I was completely, blessedly overwhelmed and had no control over the situation; Henry was fucking my mouth wildly and Nick was pumping into my ass while he aggressively pushed the vibrator in and out only centimeters at a time. I could feel an orgasm quickly approaching, building inside of me while I grabbed onto Henry’s arm, the bedspread, anything I could hold. “She’s close,” Nick strained, clearly maintaining his own control by a thread, “should I edge her or let her cum?”

“Edge her,” Henry murmured, slowing his movements to pump into my mouth with long, powerful thrusts, “she deserves to know what a tease she’s been lately.”

Nick waited for my moans to reach a peak before he turned off the vibrator and slowly removed it from my pussy, smirking at my whimpers. “Did you think you could get away without punishment?” he whispered dangerously, fucking my ass roughly but slowly, “You flounce around the apartment in your underwear and sit on my lap and never wear a bra and act like you don’t know what it does to us.”

My pussy gushed as he continued humiliating me with his venom-covered words. “You’ve been teasing us all week, making sure I know what I’ll be missing,” he continued, his voice low as he raked his eyes all over my body, “making sure that I get pent up and fuck you as hard as I can before I go.”

He grabbed my hips hard and slammed into me twice quickly before returning to his slow, rough thrusts. My body curled at the force, my eyes closing momentarily from the pain and the pleasure. “If you want to cum, you’re going to have to beg.”

Henry removed his cock from my mouth for the first time in several minutes and tapped the head against my cheek, giving me the opportunity to speak. My jaw ached, but it was nothing compared to the pent up ache of not being able to cum. “Please,” I whispered hoarsely, “please let me cum.”

“Tell me what you need. In detail.”

He was trying to embarrass me, but it wasn’t going to work. I was too overwhelmed with the need to cum to care about something so silly as pride. “I need you to fuck my ass with your cock and fuck my pussy with my vibrator,” I whispered, staring defiantly at him, “and I need Henry to fuck my mouth.”

Nick and Henry exchanged a pleased look, smiling at each other. “She’s a quick learner,” Henry smirked, slapping one of my tits roughly and rubbing his cock against my face. Nick started thrusting harder.

I moaned and leaned towards Henry, opening my mouth and allowing him to place both his hands on my head and slip his cock past my lips. Nick slowly inserted the vibrator back into my pussy and turned it on as soon as it was fully docked, the vibrations again overwhelming me as both boys fucked me with debilitating speed and force.

All my muscles tensed, my entire body on edge out of fear of being denied another orgasm. I looked at Nick as much as I could as Henry fucked my mouth, my face arranged in the most concerned look I could muster. Nick laughed and smacked my ass with his free hand. “I’m going to let you cum this time,” he assured me, picking up his pace and panting.

I relaxed slightly and let Henry turn my face so that all I could see was his body as he pumped in and out of my mouth roughly. “I’m going to cum,” Henry strained through his teeth, “but I want you to cum first.”

I refused, suctioning my cheeks harshly and enjoying the way he groaned in response. “Fuck, you’re gonna kill me,” he groaned

Only a few more thrusts and he was shooting cum down the back of my throat, my body swallowing it instinctually as triumph coursed through my veins. Henry pulled out and bent down to kiss me roughly, shoving his tongue into my mouth to replace his cock. I broke the kiss, needing something else from him. “Hold me,” I begged, waveringly staring into his eyes as my body jostled with the force of Nick’s thrusts.

Henry lifted my torso and sat behind me, wrapping his arms around my chest and leaning me against him. Nick placed another hard smack on one of my ass cheeks, and I moaned in response. Henry’s hands began teasing my nipples, tweaking and pinching them as I started climbing too slowly towards another orgasm. “Turn up the vibrator, Nick,” I begged.

“What’s the magic word?”

“Please,” I breathed.

He dialed up the pressure, the vibrations forcefully buzzing against my clit and stimulating my g-spot. All the while, his thrusts never faltered, his cock punishing my ass with its relentless fucking. “Don’t stop,” I whined, my fingers gripping Henry’s thighs as they framed my body, “Please, Nick, don’t fucking stop.”

“I’m not going to stop, Lily,” he whispered, “because I need you to cum for me.”

I moaned at his sudden shift to sweet talking, my body hurtling towards an orgasm. Henry’s fingers pinched my nipples harder, his body wrapped around mine while Nick relentlessly thrusted into my ass and fucked me with my vibrator. I looked up at Nick, his face flushed with exertion and my ankles still on his shoulders. “Can you do that for me, baby? Can you cum for me?” Nick whisper-pleaded softly.

My body exploded, my pussy and my ass clenching around my vibrator and Nick’s cock. I screamed, not even calling out any name in particular. Instead, I just released air in the same way that my body was releasing its tension: forcefully, violently, and incredibly pleasurably. My whole body spasmed, my torso curling in on itself while Henry held me and stared. Nick wrapped an arm around my legs to hold them in place on his shoulder as I thrashed. Pleasure radiated from my cunt up my back and through each and every muscle and limb. I barely even registered Nick’s groans as he came, his thrusts powering through despite my contortions. The sound of my name on his lips was overpowered by both my own screams and the muffled sensation in my ears as if I was being held underwater. Henry wrapped his arms around me, his motivations unclear as to whether he was preventing my violent thrashing or just trying to comfort me through my orgasm. Nick slowed and stopped his thrusts, removing the vibrator slowly and turning it off as I took a gasping breath and fell limp on the bed, my legs sliding off his shoulders to curl in on myself.

Henry instantly pulled me up against his chest, turning me so that my face was nuzzled against one of his pecs and my curled body was resting on his lap. He held me firmly, one of his hands stroking my hair. I barely registered the sound of Nick tossing the condom in the trash, but I looked up when I felt the bed dip behind me. Nick sat down and wrapped his body around mine while simultaneously pressing me harder against Henry, smothering me in the incredible smells of sex and sweat and Nick and Henry. I inhaled deeply, still incapable of speech and not wanting this moment to end.

Nick kissed my shoulder, his thumb gently rubbing one of my arms. Every inch of me was exhausted. We all rested for a moment, none of us moving or speaking out of fear that when we did, it would signify the end of our last time together. I could have stayed like that for hours if it weren’t for my bladder and my desire to not develop a UTI. I sighed and detangled myself from their bodies, kissing each of them in turn, lingering and dragging out the moment as much as possible.

By the time I came out of the bathroom, the boys were clothed again and packing up the last piles of Nick’s clothing. I joined in, all of us quiet and somber until Henry began cracking jokes. He eased the tension instantly, creating a game out of tossing Nick’s things into his final suitcase. Ten points if we nailed Nick in the face but the clothing still landed in the suitcase. Twenty if we could get him to catch a clean pair of socks in his mouth.

We were all laughing and in good spirits as Henry threw the last pair of jeans with enough force to knock the wind out of Nick. Nick shoved the jeans into the suitcase and struggled to zip it, beckoning me over to help. I sat on the suitcase until he was able to zip it closed, all three of us whooping triumphantly. Nick’s face suddenly slid as he realized he was done packing, revealing the precariousness of our happiness. He bent down and kissed me desperately, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me up. I grabbed his shirt with my fists and held on, needing to be closer to him. We stood on the spot, our tongues wrestling and our eyes misting until he pushed me back, breaking the kiss and my grip on his shirt. “I, um. I’m going to go for a walk,” Nick croaked, not meeting my eyes.

“Do you want company?” Henry offered, walking over and putting a hand on his shoulder.

Nick shrugged Henry’s hand off, turning away from both of us. “No, thank you, I just — I need a minute.”

He left through the front door, snagging a pair of keys off the end table. Henry crushed me against his chest as soon as the door closed, kissing the top of my head. I wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in his armpit and letting out a few sniffles in spite of myself. “Give him a sec,” Henry murmured, “this has to be a lot for him.”

“But why would he push me away like that?”

“I don’t know. But we should be prepared for him to need some space. Maybe we should set up the couch for him as an option.”

Nick returned after about half an hour, his eyes bloodshot. “Could you please help me carry the last few things down?” he asked Henry, not meeting our eyes.

“Yeah, of course,” Henry said, tossing the pillow he was holding onto the couch.

“Can I help?” I asked, more to Henry than to Nick.

Henry shook his head subtly behind Nick’s back. “No thanks, Lily, I think we got it,” Nick replied.

I busied myself by finishing up the couch, arranging it to look welcoming but not so welcoming that Nick would think we were trying to kick him out of our bed. It was finished in a couple minutes. I walked over to the window and looked down, my eyes scanning the street for Nick and Henry. Spotting them down the block under a street lamp, I leaned in closer to get a better look. They were hugging, and it looked like Nick’s shoulders were shaking. I took a step back, feeling like I had invaded their privacy, and went off to brush my teeth and get ready for bed.

The boys came back shortly after, announcing their arrival on the stairs with heavy stomps and loud laughter. I rearranged my face to a pleasant smile and met them in the living room. Nick’s smile faltered when he saw the couch. “Oh,” he said softly.

“No — it’s, I just, I wanted you to have the option. If you wanted it.”

“I’d like to sleep in the bed with you guys tonight, if that’s ok.”

“Of course it’s ok!” I smiled.

I locked the door and turned off the lights as they brushed their teeth, their laughter bouncing off the bathroom’s tiled walls. I couldn’t help but feel left out, crawling under the covers and waiting for them to join me. They climbed in on either side of me at the same time. Henry spooned me, and I reached for Nick. He laced his fingers through mine but didn’t cuddle me, maintaining a distance of over a foot. My heart clenched.

After a fitful night of sleep, I woke up to Nick’s alarm. He got out of bed without a second glance back at me, stretching as he walked over to the kitchen. Henry squeezed my arm when he saw the look on my face. “Don’t take it personally,” he whispered.

“How could I not?” I whispered back, my body flooding with anger and sadness and confusion.

Henry and I got ready slowly, dragging our feet as if that would delay Nick’s departure. When we left the bedroom, Nick was gone. We stood there, shocked. “Did — did he just… leave?” I murmured, feeling panic in my throat.

“No. Fuck no. He is just putting something in his car. Right?”

We ran to the window and looked down the street in time to see Nick’s car pull out of his parking spot and drive away. Henry caught me as my knees buckled, a sob bubbling up in my throat. “How could he do that? How could he leave without saying goodbye?” I wailed.

Henry sank down to the floor with me, holding me on his lap and rocking us slowly. We laid like that for a moment until a knock on the door broke us out of our trance. We locked eyes. Did Nick come back? I bolted to the door and opened it, stepping back in surprise when I saw a semi-familiar face. “Uh, hey, are you guys Lily and Henry?” one of Nick’s roommates asked.

“Yeah, that’s us,” I said slowly, grabbing my mask from the end table and slipping it over my mouth, “Can I help you?”

“I’m one of Nick’s roommates. I told him I was coming to pack up my stuff today, and he asked me to give you this. He said you’d know what it meant?”

He handed me two Starbucks to-go cups. I laughed, my eyes watering, and took them. “Thank you,” I whispered hoarsely, my heart in my throat.

“It’s just coffee,” he laughed uncomfortably, “and Nick was the one who paid for it.”

“Thanks all the same.”

He nodded at me and walked over to his apartment, tossing a confused look over his shoulder. I shut the door and handed Henry one of the cups as I slipped my mask off my face. He laughed as he took the cup, turning it to see if there was any writing. I did the same, but there wasn’t.

A few hours later, our phones chimed in unison. Nick had texted us a selfie of him with his parents, their arms all wrapped around each other. He looked like an exact mixture of them, having inherited his father’s kind eyes and his mother’s strong jaw. I smiled as I looked at the picture, and another text came through on our group chat. “Thank you for everything. I love you.”

Henry sat down beside me on the couch, one of his arms coming around my shoulders. “He’s going to be ok,” he whispered.

I knew he meant it.

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