Don't Be Shy - S38:E23

Chloe and Eliza waited on the bed like two cats sizing up prey. Eliza’s boyfriend walked through the door and froze when he saw them both naked, tangled up in each other. Chloe’s mouth stayed on Eliza’s breast, biting, tugging, leaving red marks, while Eliza’s fingers slid between her own legs, slow and shameless, eyes locked on him. The second he stepped closer, Eliza reached out and pulled his belt open. No talk. Just the sharp sound of leather, the rasp of his zipper. Chloe moved behind him, hands already pushing his jeans down, nails dragging over his skin until she wrapped her fingers around him, pumping him hard against Eliza’s open mouth. He fucked Eliza first, shoving her knees apart, driving into her with every muscle tense. Chloe straddled Eliza’s face, grinding down until Eliza’s tongue hit her clit. Every thrust from him shoved Chloe forward, and every moan she made vibrated straight into Eliza’s mouth. The room filled with skin slapping, wet sounds, ragged breathing. Chloe switched places, climbed onto his lap, sank down until her ass hit his thighs. Eliza knelt beside them, licking where they joined, sucking his balls when she wasn’t biting Chloe’s nipple. He grabbed Eliza by the hair and pulled her up, making her straddle his face while Chloe rode him faster. Tongues, fingers, teeth—all of it messy and loud. When Eliza came she clawed at the sheets and bit his shoulder. Chloe followed right after, thighs shaking around him, milking him until he pulled out and painted both their faces white. They didn’t stop touching, didn’t look away, just licked each other clean while he watched, chest heaving, the taste of all three still thick in the air.