The Billionaire and His Friend Won't Leave Me Alone

5 YEARS AGO “What do you need Lexi”? Parker’s blue eyes stare into mine. His fingers trace lines up and down my arm and I feel my c**t throb. From behind I can hear Damien, his d**k in his hand, slowly rubbing one off while his eyes remain locked on me and Parker. Parker leans in closer and I feel the tent in his pants. It pokes against my shorts and I have to bite my lips to hold back a moan. “We shouldn’t-“ I begin, trying to fight the lust that’s clouding my brain. “Lance would be upset” I try to think of my brother and his reaction to me f*****g his friends. My brain stops working when I feel Parker’s lips on my ear. His mouth works skillfully down my neck and I feel my wetness become unbearable, and I move against him, hoping to find some friction. “Parker-“ I moan against him, while his lips work against my neck. This wasn’t how the night was meant to go. I was meant to go meet my boyfriend and spend the night at his place. I had dressed up and went to his place, only to find him f*****g his girl- best- friend. Yes, maybe I’m stupid for believing they were just friends, but I did. I had stormed off and headed to a pub to drink my sorrows away, then I came home to Parker and Damien, looking like they wanted to kill someone. Apparently, I had texted them about the break-up and now. Parker's lips leave my neck his fingers to pull my face towards him. My mind isn’t here anymore, it’s in him, it’s on the way his hands are on my ass, and the way he’s looking at me. I kiss him, our tongues move against each other and I angle my head to kiss him better. “f**k, that’s hot” Damien groans from behind us. I hear his breaths come out more ragged, and for some reason my legs clench together. “Do you want to watch him, Lexi?” Parker asks. He spins me around before I can say no. The sight of Damien on the couch does things to me that I shouldn’t feel. His hair, once buzzed, is now a little longer and the blonde curls fall against his head while he looks at me and strokes his c**k. My tongue wet my lips as I take him in. He’s huge. Bigger than my ex for certain. The tip looks red and angry and precum is already dripping out. “Do you want to suck it princess?” Parker asks from behind me, his fingers dance around the edge of my shorts and the sensation makes me want to combust. “f**k , touch me Parker please” I beg. He chuckles behind me and undoes my shorts, the material falls to the ground, leaving me in nothing but the lace thong I had worn tonight, for him. Damien's jaw clenches as he takes me in. “The shirt” he tells Parker. Parker makes a hm sound and I feel his fingers dip underneath my belly button and towards my underwear. “Looks like our princess is soaked” he pushes the material aside and runs a finger down my c**t. I let out a moan at the friction, tilting my hips to get more of it. He withdraws his hands and I almost cry out in agony. Instead, he puts two fingers against my lips. “Suck it” I don’t hesitate. My tongue snakes around his fingers and I lick them. “Can you taste yourself princess?” I nod. God, I wanted more. Damien grunts at the sight and I can see him moving his hands faster. I want to see him, I want to see him c*m. “Do you want to get him off?” Parker asks. I nod before I can stop myself. Parker nods and frames his hands behind me on the small of my back. He moves me words Damien, who now watches us get closer to him. He slows down when he notices that I’m in front of him and I take in his flushed cheeks and parted lips. His pupils probably look like mine, blown out. “Damien is a lot rougher than me, princess” Parker nudges me towards Damien, who’s watching me with eyes that I don’t think I can escape even if I tried. I don’t hesitate, I move towards Damien and when he realizes I’m there for him, it’s like something snaps. He pulls me down on him and I groan from the feeling of his hardness against my cunt. His lips find mine in a ravenous way and his tongue snakes against mine. He doesn’t hesitate and pulls my shirt off. He pauses when he takes in my boobs, my hardened n*****s strain against the Lacy material and he swallows. “He didn’t deserve all this” his jaw sets Before I can respond his tongue snakes around my n*****s causing me to let out a loud moan. “God Damien” I cry out. My hips move against his erection while he focuses on my n*****s, moving between pinching and licking them. I hear Parker behind us. From the sounds I know he’s jerking himself off while watching us. “Do you want to suck it princess?” Damien asks, already leaning back into his chair. God yes. I nod while I get on my knees. His c**k looks bigger now that I’m closer and I can’t help but admire it. I don’t need any resolve to put it in my mouth. He lets out a grunt and I feel my thighs clench together. I start at the tip, licking and swallowing my way down. My eyes water but I continue, I don’t stop when I feel his fingers grab my head. “Tap out if it gets too much” he grunts. Suddenly his thrusting into my mouth and I let my mouth slack. My underwear is now soaked and the roughness seems to only make it wetter. I gag against his d**k but I don’t tap out, instead I wrap my fingers on his thighs and peer up at him through my lashes. “f**k” he groans. “I’m cuming princess, you’ll swallow it all yeah?” I nod and that sends him over the edge. “f**k Lex” he grunts out my name and c*m squirts down my throat. I swallow him down, trying not to let any part spill but some dribble down my chin. He pulls me up and uses his fingers to wipe the c*m that dribbles down my chin. “Good girl” he mutters, and then pulls me in for a kiss. It’s slow and passionate my fingers run through his hair and his hands trail down to my underwear, he pushes the material aside and plunges two fingers in my already soaked cunt. “You liked that didn’t you Princess” he says as he works my cunt. I throw my head and moan as he continues to finger me. His lips trail kisses down my neck and between my breasts. I move my hips against his fingers. “ I think our girl deserves a reward Parker” he says. Parker lets out a grunt and suddenly I’m being carried by Damien, towards the bed. His lips don’t leave mine and even when he lays me down on the bed we don’t pull apart. I feel Parker closer to me and I notice that he’s naked now. Save for the condom around his d**k, his eyes are heated as he watches Damien’s fingers in me. My eyes roll back as the sensations become too high to ignore. Damien pulls his fingers out and I let out another cry. He hushes me and moves to my right. “Don’t worry Princess, you’ll get more than you need tonight” Parker takes over from him. His lips find mine, and then his trailing kisses down my neck, down my breasts and finally he pulls back up. I let out a long moan when I feel his c**k against my entrance and I wrap my legs around him. “Put it in Parker, I’m dying over here” I beg. He lets out a pained chuckle. “ You have no idea princess” He guides himself, slowly and carefully down into my p***y and when he’s fully in we both let out a breath we’d been holding. “f**k that was hot” Damien grunts into the room and I find him stroking his d**k again. Parker begins to move and my eyes roll the back from the feeling. He pushes in and out of me, picking up the tempo as he chases his orgasm which in turn is chasing mine. “Faster Parker, faster” I moan, moving my hips as I try to match his tempo. He picks up the pace and I can tell he’s close. I close my eyes and focus on the sensations, as I can feel the pleasure building into my system. “I’m close” I bite out, trying to find the missing thing. Damien’s fingers rub against my c**t and that does it. I’m tumbling over the edge before I can call it out. “Parker, Damien” their names tumble out of my lips in rapid succession. Parker growls as he cums, his hips continue to piston in and out of me. My name lingers on his lips when he does and then he falls beside me, carefully not putting his weight on me. I find his lips and he kisses me back. God this felt too good. Damien snakes up behind me and trails kisses down my back. The three of us lay down on the bed, bodies sweaty and smelling like c*m. I lay sandwiched between them as we all f asleep. As I lay between them and the drunken haze begins to wear off I think of Lance and how upset he’d be and my stomach clenches as I come to a conclusion I can only hope to keep. This can’t happen again.