Chapter Twenty Three
Kohle
The first five days in the house with Natalie, Bay and King, I woke up with sex for breakfast. Between Natalie and Bay, someone was always in the mood, if not every single one of us. Surprisingly, Natalie almost always hinted that she wanted sex. When Bay wanted to fuck, she was blunt about it. She was the one to get on her knees and suck me off without a word. But Natalie made hints that she wanted her pussy ate before thinkin' about anything else and Bay would give in eagerly. Watchin' Bay eat Natalie's pussy made my dick harder than it's ever been and every time I saw it, it wasn't long before I was bustin' a nut.
A few times, I came home from work late and walked in on them fuckin' like there was no tomorrow. The sight never got old to me, especially when I woke up to hearin' them both eatin' pussy at the same time. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and sat up. Natalie's moans filled the room while her legs wrapped around Bay's neck. The sun wasn't up yet but I knew my 6am alarm would go off any minute. I heard Bay mumble a line of cuss words which made Natalie slap her ass and that was when I noticed how rock hard I was. My heart hammered hard, matchin' the throbbin' in my dick.
"Yes, yes, yes, please eat it. Just like that baby, just like that," Bay moaned into Natalie's pussy as I stroked myself. I started slow but quickened my pace when they both started bouncin' on each other's tongues. The faster they fucked, the harder my heart beat. I reached out to touch the juices runnin' down Natalie's thighs and closed my eyes when they started a moanin' battle. My fingers wrapped around 9 ½ inches of solid flesh as I let the sound of the two women I loved fuckin' each other take me higher. Bay's moans drowned out Natalie's and made my skin tingle. Fuck. My toes curled when Bay's body started shakin' violently and Natalie couldn't control herself anymore. They came together, both swallowin' each other's juices and I was beatin' my dick so hard, I could have started a fire.
When Bay fell to the side, Natalie smirked at me and got on her knees, puttin' my dick all the way down her throat. My eyes rolled in the back of my head. She let me guide my dick deeper down her throat and with tears in her eyes, she took every inch proudly. What I loved about Natalie was the fact she didn't gag when my dick was in her mouth. She moaned and sent my heart leapin' out of my body. I felt every vibration she was releasin' and it made my bones feel hot. Bay watched us with a sexy grin. Her hand played with her clit and the way she bit her lip drove me fuckin' crazy. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I busted down Natalie's throat and prepared to apologize but I closed my mouth when she got up, straddled Bay and kissed her with my cum in her mouth.
"Holy...fuck." I mumbled to myself. They didn't hear me though. They were so lost in their steamy make out session, they didn't notice me get up and head to the bathroom, dick still hard.
My head was spinnin' in a good way. Everything about Natalie and Bay was perfect. Them alone. Them together. They were perfect to me. It didn't matter if Natalie was moody and unpredictable, I was fallin' hard like a middle schooler with his first crush. And Bay was the exact opposite. I loved how carin' and thoughtful she was and how blunt she could be. She wasn't moody but I liked how easy it was to get rid of her bad mood. But Natalie? She was different. She was moody in more than one way but it didn't push me away. It made me want to learn her moods. I was in love with them both and now that we were stayin' together, it felt that much more real.
After I showered and ate breakfast with King, I searched the livin' room for my work vest and hardhat. Natalie came downstairs with both of them in her hand and Bay followed her in one of my hoodies. It was too big on her but it was cute. She was poutin'.
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