Liam rolls over to crawl up the bed to Travis, who, just as Liam's reaching him, wraps his arms around Liam and turns him around, guiding him into his lap. Liam sinks into Travis' arms, relishing the warmth of Travis' chest against his back, and lets his legs spread wide, knees bent upward.
"That's right." Travis keeps one arm wrapped around Liam's waist, holding him up a bit, as the other reaches down to guide his cock in. Liam's head tips back onto Travis' shoulder, his mouth dropping open as Travis' cock slides into him. Worked open as well as he is, it still opens him up even further with each inch.
"God," Liam grits out. "God, that's so - nnh." Fully seated in Travis' lap, Liam rocks back and forth, takes the moment to really feel Travis inside of him. Laura, who's been watching with a hand between her legs, now kneels up and moves close to Liam, pressing a hand to his cheek.
"See?" she says as Travis circles his hips, pulling out just a fraction before somehow seeming to sink even further in, "So pretty." She moves in to kiss Liam with playful flashes of her tongue as he and Travis begin to move together. Neither of them can move too much in their position, so it's more of a slow grind than anything, but it's wonderfully comforting being wrapped in Travis' arms, surrounded on every possible side, and Travis' cock can press in unbelievably deep this way. With Travis behind him and Laura in front, tracing the lines of his torso with delicate fingers, there's no room for the world to get to him - there's room only for the three of them and for the pleasure they're giving each other.
"You feel so good, so fuckin' tight," Travis hisses in Liam's ear, and the praise spurs him on - he presses down on the cage of Travis' arms, trying to get leverage to really move into each thrust. Laura's hand has drifted lower to tease along Liam's cock again, still just tracing the shape of it.
Travis shifts just a little, and Liam shifts with him, and suddenly Travis' cock is pressing just right, sparking inside him, and Liam moans loud into Laura's lips. She bites down on Liam's lower lip and pulls away, observing his flushed face as she strokes his cock a little more firmly.
"You like that?" Laura asks, fake-casual like she's not dripping onto the sheets, like her husband isn't fucking Liam senseless.
"Yeah," Liam gasps, "Yeah, I'm - fuck, I'm so full -" Laura places a hand across Liam's jaw, looks at him with an appraiser's eyes. Her gaze flicks down to Travis' arms tight around Liam's torso, hoisting him up higher for a moment, down to where Travis' hips are pumping up into him. She bites her lip and rocks on her knees, then moves her thumb across to Liam's lip, pushing it slightly into his mouth.
"Not quite full," she corrects. "I think we could put your mouth to use." Her thumb presses into his mouth, draws a firm line from the back of his tongue to the front. He closes his lips around the digit, sucks as it slides out. "You want that?" Laura asks as she shifts backward, leaning back on her hands with her thighs spread apart.
"God, yes," Liam groans, and with that Travis pushes him roughly forward; he tumbles onto all fours right between Laura's legs. Travis' hand presses into his upper back, forming his spine into a curve that he's probably going to regret tomorrow, but that makes him feel very much on display - face down, ass up. And when Travis pulls nearly all the way out and slams back in, Liam moans loud into Laura's thigh.
Laura's fingers in his hair remind Liam of his purpose here, and he gets to work. Laura's already dripping, two orgasms in, beneath his mouth, and he laps it up eagerly, tasting salt and earth and a hint of sweetness. She strokes fingertips through his hair as he licks over her. It's hard to concentrate with Travis now pounding inside him - every few thrusts he gasps and curses against Laura's cunt. But with a hand at the back of his neck she keeps him where she wants him.
There's no room for thought now, only for sensation - for Travis' fingertips digging into Liam's waist, for the way his cock lights him up inside, the slap of his hips against Liam's ass. And there's the heat of Laura under his tongue, the thump of her heel dropping onto his back for leverage to grind into him, the beautiful sounds she's making because of him, because of them. It's the clearest Liam's head has been in a long time, and it's wonderful.
"Yes," Laura's mumbling as she arches into Liam's mouth, "Just like that, just - fuck, there, right there." She yanks at his hair, sending sparks from his scalp right down his spine to his core, but Liam just keeps doing what he's doing - he's always been good at taking direction, even as Travis is slamming into him from behind, rocking the mattress under all of them. Laura cries out, almost a sob as she comes apart, her thighs clenching on either side of Liam's face and her cunt dripping down his chin.
Just that is about enough to set Liam off, and then Travis presses forward along Liam's back, dipping a hand under his belly to wrap around Liam's cock and, sandwiched between his friends, skin and sweat and come and love all around him, he moans out, voice muffled, and lets go.
Somewhere in the haze he hears Travis' deep groan when Liam clenches around him, feels his friend come inside him. But very little is clear for a few moments, and then there's Laura cupping Liam's face, pulling him up for a kiss, and he goes easily, Travis' cock slipping from him. There's a pillow under his head suddenly, and then there's the huge warmth of Travis' body snuggling up behind him, bookending him with Laura pressed to his front.
Liam pulls Travis' arm tighter where it's wrapped around his waist - he marvels first at how big it is, and then at how very lucky he is. He tries to say this, but it comes out as an unintelligible mumble, and Laura just moves closer, tucking her head under Liam's chin.
"We've got you," Travis' voice rumbles. "Just lie here with us." There's a gentle brush of lips against the back of Liam's neck. He smiles, presses his nose into Laura's sweet-smelling hair, wraps his arms around her and does just that.
"Lay Back, Lay Back", Laura/Liam/Travis, NC-17, 2/2
"That's right." Travis keeps one arm wrapped around Liam's waist, holding him up a bit, as the other reaches down to guide his cock in. Liam's head tips back onto Travis' shoulder, his mouth dropping open as Travis' cock slides into him. Worked open as well as he is, it still opens him up even further with each inch.
"God," Liam grits out. "God, that's so - nnh." Fully seated in Travis' lap, Liam rocks back and forth, takes the moment to really feel Travis inside of him. Laura, who's been watching with a hand between her legs, now kneels up and moves close to Liam, pressing a hand to his cheek.
"See?" she says as Travis circles his hips, pulling out just a fraction before somehow seeming to sink even further in, "So pretty." She moves in to kiss Liam with playful flashes of her tongue as he and Travis begin to move together. Neither of them can move too much in their position, so it's more of a slow grind than anything, but it's wonderfully comforting being wrapped in Travis' arms, surrounded on every possible side, and Travis' cock can press in unbelievably deep this way. With Travis behind him and Laura in front, tracing the lines of his torso with delicate fingers, there's no room for the world to get to him - there's room only for the three of them and for the pleasure they're giving each other.
"You feel so good, so fuckin' tight," Travis hisses in Liam's ear, and the praise spurs him on - he presses down on the cage of Travis' arms, trying to get leverage to really move into each thrust. Laura's hand has drifted lower to tease along Liam's cock again, still just tracing the shape of it.
Travis shifts just a little, and Liam shifts with him, and suddenly Travis' cock is pressing just right, sparking inside him, and Liam moans loud into Laura's lips. She bites down on Liam's lower lip and pulls away, observing his flushed face as she strokes his cock a little more firmly.
"You like that?" Laura asks, fake-casual like she's not dripping onto the sheets, like her husband isn't fucking Liam senseless.
"Yeah," Liam gasps, "Yeah, I'm - fuck, I'm so full -" Laura places a hand across Liam's jaw, looks at him with an appraiser's eyes. Her gaze flicks down to Travis' arms tight around Liam's torso, hoisting him up higher for a moment, down to where Travis' hips are pumping up into him. She bites her lip and rocks on her knees, then moves her thumb across to Liam's lip, pushing it slightly into his mouth.
"Not quite full," she corrects. "I think we could put your mouth to use." Her thumb presses into his mouth, draws a firm line from the back of his tongue to the front. He closes his lips around the digit, sucks as it slides out. "You want that?" Laura asks as she shifts backward, leaning back on her hands with her thighs spread apart.
"God, yes," Liam groans, and with that Travis pushes him roughly forward; he tumbles onto all fours right between Laura's legs. Travis' hand presses into his upper back, forming his spine into a curve that he's probably going to regret tomorrow, but that makes him feel very much on display - face down, ass up. And when Travis pulls nearly all the way out and slams back in, Liam moans loud into Laura's thigh.
Laura's fingers in his hair remind Liam of his purpose here, and he gets to work. Laura's already dripping, two orgasms in, beneath his mouth, and he laps it up eagerly, tasting salt and earth and a hint of sweetness. She strokes fingertips through his hair as he licks over her. It's hard to concentrate with Travis now pounding inside him - every few thrusts he gasps and curses against Laura's cunt. But with a hand at the back of his neck she keeps him where she wants him.
There's no room for thought now, only for sensation - for Travis' fingertips digging into Liam's waist, for the way his cock lights him up inside, the slap of his hips against Liam's ass. And there's the heat of Laura under his tongue, the thump of her heel dropping onto his back for leverage to grind into him, the beautiful sounds she's making because of him, because of them. It's the clearest Liam's head has been in a long time, and it's wonderful.
"Yes," Laura's mumbling as she arches into Liam's mouth, "Just like that, just - fuck, there, right there." She yanks at his hair, sending sparks from his scalp right down his spine to his core, but Liam just keeps doing what he's doing - he's always been good at taking direction, even as Travis is slamming into him from behind, rocking the mattress under all of them. Laura cries out, almost a sob as she comes apart, her thighs clenching on either side of Liam's face and her cunt dripping down his chin.
Just that is about enough to set Liam off, and then Travis presses forward along Liam's back, dipping a hand under his belly to wrap around Liam's cock and, sandwiched between his friends, skin and sweat and come and love all around him, he moans out, voice muffled, and lets go.
Somewhere in the haze he hears Travis' deep groan when Liam clenches around him, feels his friend come inside him. But very little is clear for a few moments, and then there's Laura cupping Liam's face, pulling him up for a kiss, and he goes easily, Travis' cock slipping from him. There's a pillow under his head suddenly, and then there's the huge warmth of Travis' body snuggling up behind him, bookending him with Laura pressed to his front.
Liam pulls Travis' arm tighter where it's wrapped around his waist - he marvels first at how big it is, and then at how very lucky he is. He tries to say this, but it comes out as an unintelligible mumble, and Laura just moves closer, tucking her head under Liam's chin.
"We've got you," Travis' voice rumbles. "Just lie here with us." There's a gentle brush of lips against the back of Liam's neck. He smiles, presses his nose into Laura's sweet-smelling hair, wraps his arms around her and does just that.