Brad sat up with a shit-eating grin on his face. His hair was a mess and his dick was practically purple from how hard he was squeezing it. He reached down to where his discarded jeans lay on the floor and fished out two condoms from the pocket. He tossed me one while he rolled the other down his length.

I was still staring at the foil packet when he positioned himself on the bed and Isabella moved to straddle him.

“Lube is in the bag, Collin.” She gestured to her overnight bag on the floor.

Not wanting to be completely left out of the action, I swiftly moved to the bag and found the bottle. Spreading it over my condom-covered dick, I poured some down her ass crack and worked a finger into her tight hole.

Isabella was already moving up and down Brad’s cock when I knelt behind her on the bed. She tilted her ass up as far as she could to give me easy access. Spreading her cheeks wide, I took a deep breath preparing myself for what I knew was going to be heaven.

Slowly pushing past the first ring of muscles, my teeth ground together as I fought blowing my load. She was impossibly tight. Like a fist around my cock squeezing and milking me, and I was barely inside her.

I pulled back and then pushed forward again. I was about to repeat the motions when she slammed back against me, forcing me to plunge into her all the way to the root.

“Jesus!” I shouted at the same time she moaned, “Oh God.”

The three of us moved in unison and it was as good as it was bad. Feeling her grip me to within an inch of my life was exhilarating. Feeling Brad’s wide cock move inside her as I was pulling out was maddening. I didn’t want to like it, but I did. It was so much better than when I felt my fingers there.

“I’m… I’m…,” I stuttered as the first wave of my release hit me like a brick wall. My hips thrust quickly as I unloaded myself into the condom.

Keeping myself connected to her as she continued to ride Brad expertly, I watched as he shouted his release. Isabella’s hand went between her legs and worked her clit, tipping herself over the edge seconds later.

We all collapsed into a heap on the bed. Brad’s hands were dangerously close to my junk, but I didn’t have it in me to care. I was wrecked. Ruined.

Pressing a kiss to Isabella’s shoulder, I knew there was nothing I wouldn’t do for her. Even if it meant sharing her with my best friend.

FIVE

Two days later, I hustled from my Economics class wanting to get to my dorm room as quickly as possible. The professor had made us all stay while he ranted about our poor test grades. Now I was late to meet Isabella on her last night in town.

I took the stairs to the third floor two at a time. Gripping the doorknob, I pushed the door open as a girl named Megan called out a hello from down the hall. I waved at her then turned to enter my room, coming to an abrupt halt. There was Isabella bouncing up and down on Brad’s dick. His hands cupped her breasts and by the looks of it, they had been going at it for some time.

“What the fuck?” I shouted. My face grew red with anger, and I started across the room hell bent on punching my so-called friend in the fucking face. Before I could get to Brad, Isabella put her hand out to stop me.

“Stop right there, Collin,” she warned.

I let out a laugh of disbelief. Here she was sitting on top of my best friend since first grade, with his dick inside her, telling me to stop what I was doing?

“Why?” I forced out past my tight throat. My heart was constricting painfully in my chest at the realization that I didn’t mean as much to her as she did to me.

“We didn’t plan it,” she explained. “Instead of being mad, let me finish and then we’ll take care of you.”

I shook my head at her words. “Are you kidding me?” I asked incredulously.

“No. Brad here was about to make me come. Now be a good boy and undress for me. I want to see your big fucking cock while I come on him.” She raised and lowered herself on him, never breaking eye contact with me. Her throaty moan had my dick twitching.

I watched them fuck for a minute, before finally breaking down and undressing. I was still angry, but there was no way in hell I was going to let him have her. The fight that was due to be had could wait until we all got off. My need to please her overrode all common sense sometimes.

I knelt on the bottom of the bed, stroking my cock as Brad’s hands gripped her waist and guided her over his cock.

“Do you like watching me fuck him, Collin? Do you wish it was your cock inside me?”

I groaned and nodded, loving how wild she looked bucking on top of him.

Isabella’s cries of pleasure echoed through the room as she came around him, the whole time her eyes locked on mine.

Before Brad could finish, she lifted herself off him and came over to me. Her hands gripped my cock and stroked me gently at first and then roughly.

“You want to fuck me, Collin?” she whispered in my ear, right before her tongue flicked my lobe.

“Yes,” I practically whimpered.

“Good.” She turned around and positioned herself in front of me on all fours. God, she was a sight. All wet and swollen and just calling out to me.

I didn’t waste any time plunging into her depths. Once I had my rhythm, she pulled the condom from Brad’s dick, and he positioned himself in front of her so he could fuck her mouth.

For the longest time, the only sounds in the room were our harsh breaths, skin slapping and the occasional moan or grunt. It was every man’s dream.

Isabella was sin. I just hoped I wasn’t going to hell for loving her the way I did.

Brad was the first to lose control, pumping his cum all over Isabella’s chin and chest. The sight of it was so damn erotic, that I found myself following right behind him. Thankfully, Isabella was right there with me. Her pussy milking every last drop of cum from my body.

Afterward, we all collapsed into a pile on the bed and attempted to find our bearings. When I could finally talk, I said the first and only thing that came to mind.

“I don’t want to share you. No sex without me being a part of it,” I told her in the sternest tone I could muster. “If you won’t share me, then I expect the same courtesy.”

Her eyes appraised my face for several seconds before she nodded and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. “I’m sorry.”

Two words was all it took to put my heart back together after the beating it took catching her with another man. I was in way over my head. Yet I couldn’t seem to care.

*****

“I can’t talk right now,” Isabella said lowly into the phone.

This was the third time I had called her that week. And that didn’t count the times I called the week before and she didn’t answer. She’d never ignored my calls or texts before.

Something was off. I knew it when she didn’t send me naked pics all week like she usually did.

After our interlude with Brad two months before, things had been great between us. She was constantly raising the bar in our lovemaking. New positions. New toys.

We even let Brad join us again after the day I caught them together. Only this time we each watched while she fucked the other one. After she got off with both of us, we all showered and she sucked us both off on her knees while the water flowed over us. It was sexy as fuck coming on her face and watching Brad do the same.

Everything we did was the stuff of really hot pornos. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven.

Now she was avoiding me, and I didn’t like it one bit.

“We need to talk,” I told her before she could hang up.

“Your father is home. I can’t.”

“Then call me after he goes to bed. I know he’s flying out to San Diego tomorrow for a conference. There’s no reason why we can’t see each other.”