Coming home after a night out. Part 2 [MMF]

Part 1 on my page :)

Aaron takes in the sight of me. Looking up and down again, as I continue to tug my dress down. He smirks, “You good??” He asks, as he continues into the kitchen to set the pizzas down. “Umm…” I start, my somewhat drunken state and mind slow to process what just happened and how I can make my interaction with Aaron less awkward. I fail miserably. “Yeah?” I say and start giggling.

Aaron rolls his eyes and begins opening one of the pizza boxes, more than used to my shenanigans already in such a short amount of time. I go in to grab a slice, hungry, but definitely still horny, as I moan while taking a bite. Some sauce dribbles down the side of my mouth and I use a finger to wipe alongside it, and suck it off. I look up to see Aaron catching me in the act, his mouth slightly open and his eyes zeroed in on my lips and the finger between them.

The tension has been building so heavily between me and each of the guys and there’s only so much more I can take before I snap.

At that exact moment, Josh comes back out in only a pair of sweatpants hanging low on his hips with his V cut showing and no shirt, blowing smoke out of his mouth from his weed pen.

~ The sexual tension grew rapidly a week and a half prior, when I invited a guy who had been recently spoiling me over to the house to fuck. It was an early Thursday evening, and I thought I would have the house to myself for a while, as the boys had told me they’d be out at a bar for thirsty Thursday.

The guy who came over fucked me pretty hard, so naturally I was loud, and I love to dirty talk. Telling him to fuck my tight pussy, calling him daddy, and that I was a useless little slut as he pounded me, skin and cheeks clapping and my bed creaking loudly. It was decent sex, not mind blowing but enough to satisfy me for the time being.

When we were done I sent him on his way, going to shower and change before I came out of my room in an oversized t shirt with nothing on underneath and headed out to the living room. I grew nervous as I heard the faint sounds of chatter and the TV. Josh and Aaron were sitting on the couches with their beers watching the game and both had smirks on their faces when they turned to look at me enter the room and I could have died from embarrassment right then and there.

“Oh fuck” was all I could say as I hid my face behind my hands and they both started laughing at me. “How long have you guys been here??” I whined at them. “Long enough to know what you’re into,” Josh said sarcastically and Aaron burst out laughing, though I noticed a little bit of bite to his words. “Damn, it was that good huh?” Aaron says, also being a sarcastic little shit.
I decide to use the opportunity to be a slight tease. I roll my eyes as I saunter past them in my big shirt, knowing they can probably tell I’m not wearing a bra as I head to the kitchen for water.

“Well if you MUST know, it could have been better,” I call over my shoulder. “AND You guys weren’t even supposed to be here!!” I turn around to yell from inside the doorway. “We live here!” Josh says, laughing. “Just give us a heads up next time you wanna get your back blown out,” Aaron says laughing, and as he proceeds to take a sip of his beer I see his eyes trailing up my body, looking at my legs from my ankles, up to the hem of the bottom of my t shirt. I feel my pussy and stomach tingle at catching him. I then notice Josh looking at my hard nipples poking through my shirt as he wraps his lips around the top of his beer and takes a long drink and I start to feel flustered. “Fuck you guys,” I say, grabbing my water and heading back to my room, too flustered to continue facing them while my pussy starts getting wet again. I’m almost 90% sure if I would have sat on the couch with no underwear there would be a wet spot when I got back up. “Shit, whenever you’re ready,” Aaron says as I run off. ~

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