I got bored. This story may or may not get a chapter or part next. So… yeah.

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I ran my fingers through my best friend Cody’s sandy blonde hair and smiled at him. “Ungh… Paris… Milan… Please, stop… I… I can’t take it anymore. Please.” He said through pants. He squirmed against mine and Paris’ grip. “Cody babe. As you wish. There will be days like this in the future, and days where Paris and I do as we wish with you.” I whispered in his ear before nibbling on his earlobe. I traced my finger nail around his nipple and he shivered.

Paris licked and nibbled on his other one as she rubbed her slit up and down his cock. I gently nudged Paris away and straddled Cody’s waist. I kept my grip on his wrists above his head. I leaned down and my hips raised a little. “Cody. We’ve done this before.” I said before I crashed my lips with his soft pink ones. He moaned into the kiss and I felt his hips thrust up.

He dragged his tongue across my bottom lip, asking for entrance which I gladly gave him. His warm tongue slid into my mouth. My hand involuntarily caressed his cheek. Okay, so maybe Cody was a bit more than a best friend. He wasn’t anything relationship-y either. Just somewhere in the middle.

My grip on his wrists wavered and he took advantage of that to slip a hand out. His hand immediately went to work on my pussy. A small squeal escaped my lips at the sudden touch. His fingers smoothly slipped in and out of me. That’s how wet he gets me when we do these things.

Then, I felt two hands kneading my ass. Paris. I knew it just by the french tips. Yep, Paris and I are bi. Cody’s straight as an arrow. Cody groaned from under me and I could tell that Paris was riding him. Cody and I had to break apart for air. If I could’ve stayed longer, I would’ve. I swear, that boy has a magic tongue.

I got off of Cody and let his hand go.