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dom!reader x sub!chris x dom!friend

➶ ࣪ ִֶָ𖹭. content warning: threesome (ffm), semi-public, praise, degradation, light humiliaton, handjob, oral (m & f!receiving), unprotected sex, double cowgirl, facial

➶ ࣪ ִֶָ𖹭. summary: you and a friend seduce the cute, quiet boy who always sits at the back of the class and keeps to himself while the three of you are at a party on campus

dividers (top) by @/chachachannah (bottom) by @/sisterlucifergraphics

No I In Threesome

Loud rap music blared throughout the house as you and your best friend, Desiree, navigated your way through a sea of drunk college kids, trying not to trip over the pairs of feet as you made your way to the other side of the room.

You were laughing and carrying on about how excited you were for midterms to be over with and which boy you hoped would hit on you tonight when you noticed Desiree become a bit distracted.

"Awh. Look. That's the sweet boy who's in our communications class. He's all by himself," Desiree said, gently squeezing your arm before gesturing over at Chris who was sitting all alone on the couch, hoodie pulled on over his head with a red solo cup in one hand and his phone in the other.

"I'd love it if he hit on me," you chuckled, admiring his attractive features.

"Oh, come on. He's not the type to hit on someone. He's the type to get hit on," Desiree giggled, clocking his submissive behavior.

He was a shy, quiet boy who had a sweet demeanor, usually sitting at the back of the classroom and mostly keeping to himself. You hadn't spoken to him too many times, but the few interactions you'd had with him, you'd found his timid nature incredibly endearing.

He'd been so nervous, stumbling over his words and blushing anytime he made direct eye contact with you. You'd had your eye on him for a while because of this, secretly craving him.

You figured this might be an opportunity to bring one of your biggest fantasies to life. You leaned over and whispered a naughty idea into your best friend's ear, one the two of you had joked about before, but this time, you were serious.

At first, she giggled, covering her mouth with her hand as blood rushed to her cheeks at your suggestion, but the longer she thought about it, the more she found herself seriously considering it. She slowly nodded, the embarrassed smile fading from her expression.

"Now's our chance to go ask him. Let's go," you replied, taking Desiree's hand as the two of you strutted over to the blue-eyed boy who was peering down, scrolling through Instagram and not paying his surroundings any mind. You came up on his left side and Desiree on his right.

"Hey, pretty boy," you spoke aloud, pulling his phone out of his hand while Desiree took his drink from him, both of you collapsing down on the couch beside him. The two of you crowded him so closely, you were nearly perched on his lap. He glanced between the two of you, shifting nervously around on the leather.

"Mind if we have a little chat?" Desiree asked, taking a sip of his drink before leaning forward and placing the red solo cup on the coffee table.

"Yeah, we had this really silly idea, and we wanted to run it by you," you replied, tucking his phone into his hoodie pocket. He gestured toward himself, raising his eyebrows and looking around as if the two of you were addressing someone else. You nodded, biting down on your lip and placing your hand on his thigh.

"An idea? S-sure. W-what is it?" He wondered aloud, peering down at your hand placement as he swallowed the lump forming in his throat. All he could think about was how dangerously close you were to his...

Before he could finish his thought, Desiree stooped forward and whispered something into his ear. As he listened to her bold language and sexual vulgarity, you watched him widen his gaze, and his jaw dropped as a look of desire flashed across his face.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"You w-want to what? With m-me?" Chris asked, raising his eyebrows at the two of you. He'd never had a woman come onto him so strongly, never mind two.

"Of course, you, silly boy. Come on. It'll be so fun," you purred into his ear, pulling off his hood and running your fingers through his brown locks.

"Yeah, what do you say, pretty boy? Think you can handle us both?" Desiree cooed, leaning in and resting her palm on his chest.

Chris eagerly nodded with a flushed expression, knowing damn well he probably couldn't, but he wasn't going to pass up the opportunity.

He looked at the two of you speechless, still in disbelief about what the two of you were suggesting. A threesome? With him? His cock stirred in his jeans at the way the two of you were devouring him whole with your eyes and putting your hands all over him.

"Ever taken two girls on at the same time?" You wondered, licking your lips as your gaze dropped to his lips. He timidly shook his head no.

"That's okay, baby. No need to be nervous. We'll pop your threesome cherry," Desiree told him, gripping his jaw and turning his head to face her. He slowly nodded, his heart pounding in his ears and his erection twitching in his pants.

"Sweet boy. You're already getting excited, aren't you?" You hissed, reaching for his bulge. He glanced over at you and let out a relieved sigh as you soothed his aching cock by gently palming him through the demin fabric. He peered down at where you were touching him, his jaw falling open as pleasure washed over his features.

"Don't worry, pretty boy. We'll show you how to take good care of us," you assured him, cradling his face and tracing his jawline with the tips of your fingers.

You slowly leaned in, closing the distance between your lips and his. Your tongue slipped into his mouth as he hummed into yours, a response to the way you caressed his eager cock that was straining against his pants. You pulled away, chuckling at how easily he had gotten worked up.

"But first, baby. We're gonna take really good care of you," Desiree told him, grabbing his jaw again and facing him towards her. He peered up at her with his desperate blue eyes and slowly nodded as she leaned in to kiss him, their lips locking onto one another's.

She slipped her tongue into his mouth, and he moaned when he felt the ball of her piercing. His heart started to race, and his palms started to sweat. He wanted to reach out and touch you both, but his nervous energy had his arms pinned at his sides, too shy to do anything with his hands.

Desiree pulled away from the kiss, giggling and commenting on how soft his lips were as she ran the pads of her fingers over them. His breath hitched.

"I think we should take him somewhere upstairs, don't you?" You asked, glancing between Chris and Desiree as you combed through his messy brown hair with your manicured fingernails.

"We definitely should. We don't want anyone to see what we're about to do to him," Desiree replied, biting down on her lip as she bore into Chris with her seductive stare. His breathing became more labored, his imagination running wild as her words danced around in his mind.

"Let's go," you said, leaning in before you jumped up and started to head to the second floor. You grabbed Chris' wrist and dragged him up the stairs. Desiree followed closely behind the two of you.

You started trying the doors, hoping that at least one room was available. The first couple you tried were locked presumably due to people who already had the same idea as the three of you.

The third doorknob that you turned opened easily, and you stepped into the room without any hesitancy, guiding Chris and Desiree in as well. Desiree closed the door behind her, the latch sounding as she locked it to keep someone from walking in on the three of you.

You didn't know whose bedroom you were in. It didn't matter. You just needed privacy and a bed.

You and Desiree kicked off your heels, discarding them into a pile on the floor. Chris followed suit, kicking off his converse. You sauntered over towards the sweet, shy boy, gently pushing him onto the edge of the queen-sized mattress. You and Desiree sat on either side of him again.

"W-what are you guys gonna do?" Chris asked, his eyes full of excitement and wonder as Desiree fiddled with the zipper of his hoodie. She slowly unzipped it, revealing the black t-shirt he had on underneath. She pushed his open hoodie down off of his arms and tossed it carelessly onto the floor.

"Come on, pretty boy. Don't play dumb," you softly answered, your lips curling into a devious smile as you reached for his belt, popping open the buckle. His heart raced, pumping more blood to the place he needed it most as he watched you undo his zipper and the button on his jeans.

You weren't wasting any time. You hooked your fingers into his waistband, pulling his pants and his boxers down slightly to reveal his length. "It's so pretty, baby," you complimented him, staring down at his cock as it sprung out of the restrictive fabric, "and so big."

He sharply inhaled as his precum covered tip was exposed to the cool air. "Wow! Look at that," Desiree said, peering down at it wide-eyed. She reached down, wrapping her fingers around his thick, veiny shaft, and started to stroke it gently.

You tilted his chin towards you again, looking into his pretty blue eyes and admiring his flushed cheeks and his slightly parted lips. "We're gonna have so much fun with you," you cooed before you slowly leaned in again. His eyes fluttered closed, meeting you halfway as he predicted your next move.

You engulfed his soft, warm lips with your own, feeling his breath quicken as Desiree sped up the pace of her strokes. You gently bit down on his sensitive flesh, causing him to whimper into your mouth, the soft vibration tickling your lip.

You moved to his jaw, leaving a trail of kisses as you made your way to his neck. Desiree did the same, latching onto the other side of his neck as she gently suckled on a sweet spot just below his ear. More soft moans unfurled from his pouty lips as the two of you teased him.

You peered down at his dick that was twitching in Desiree's grasp, and you delicately placed your own hand on it. A guttural noise came from the blue-eyed boy as you swiped your thumb over his swollen tip, causing the clear fluid that had gathered at his slit to leak down his length. You listened to all the pretty sounds and took in the sight of all the pretty faces he made, feeling a wetness pooling between your thighs.

"Wanna feel our mouths somewhere else?" Desiree whispered into his ear, her lips brushing gently against his earlobe and sending goosebumps across his skin. All he could think about was her tongue ring.

"Please," he desperately whined, savoring the feeling of being played with by you both at the same time. You slowly slid off the bed, nestling between Chris' legs, and Desiree followed.

The two of you looked up at him with your lustful eyes, both leaning in to lick a stripe from the base of his cock to his swollen tip. He shuddered at the sensation of both of your tongues gliding across his sensitive skin, tightly gripping the blanket beneath him as a moan spilled from his lips.

You gently flicked your tongue over the head, tasting the salty flavor of his arousal as he lifted his hips off the bed, subconsciously trying to coax it into your mouth. You and Desiree giggled at his desperation, which turned him on even more.

The soft sounds of the two of you planting kisses along his shaft echoed throughout the room along with Chris' labored breath and the moans he choked out as you each neared his most sensitive spot.

You circled his tip with your tongue a few more times before you finally took it into your mouth, the whole time Chris staring at you in anticipation. You hummed around the head, feeling him twitch against your lips. Desiree continued trailing kisses along his length, her mouth only a few inches from yours.

The two of you alternated, taking turns putting him into your mouth until he was squirming beneath you, whimpers slipping from his lips. You both started swirling your tongues over his slit in unison, his cock writhing in your grasp. He could feel the smooth metal of Desiree's tongue piercing stimulating his tip and creating a wonderful sensation he'd never felt before.

You each giggled and slurped up the clear fluid that was leaking from him, making his whole body tense beneath you. He tried so hard to fend off his orgasm, but he was teetering on the edge, just a few subtle movements from coming completely unraveled beneath the two of you.

You could see the pleasure etched into his facial expression. "Awh, look. He's so close," you said, pulling your mouth away for a moment.

"Already?" Desiree scoffed, following your lead and pulling her mouth off of him. "I thought he said he could handle this."

"Are you kidding? You really believed him when he said that?" You teased him, giving him a little smile as you gazed into his desperate blue eyes. The way the two of you subtly humiliated and degraded him made his cock pulse.

Suddenly, your gaze wandered from Chris to your friend. "Kiss me," you softly whispered as the two of you withdrew your attention from Chris and started making eyes at each other. He watched in awe as you reached up to cradle your friend's face, your gaze dancing over her features before the two of you embraced, your bodies pressing against each other as your lips met hers.

You loved kissing girls. Desiree's skin was smooth, and her lips were so tender and tasted faintly of her vanilla chapstick. You felt her warm breath mixing with yours. Your senses were filled with her sweet perfume and her favorite moisturizer she wore every day. You couldn't get enough of her.

She quietly moaned into your mouth as your hands wandered her body, tracing every curve. Her hands did the same, gripping your waist and pulling you closer. Her touch was much softer than a man's. She was much more passionate and somehow also more gentle.

Chris grew a bit jealous. He'd just gone from having the attention of two women to none in a matter of seconds, but he couldn't take his eyes off either of you.

The kiss the two of you shared was so erotic that he felt like he was intruding on two lovers sharing a vulnerable moment, almost like he was witnessing something he shouldn't be. You carded your fingers through Desiree's long, soft hair, your lips melding into hers as you fell deeper and deeper into her kiss.

The two of you had made out before two or three times in high school when the two of you were practicing for kissing boys and at a sleepover when you'd been dared by another mutual friend to kiss eachother, but nothing this heated until now.

You started reaching up her shirt, your hands brushing against the warm, smooth skin of her stomach until you reached her chest. You gently squeezed her breast as she hummed in delight, the vibration tickling your lip.

You pulled away for a short moment, just long enough to pull Desiree's shirt off over her head, leaving her in nothing but her jeans and her lace bra. You gently tugged on the lacey fabric, revealing her perfect breast. You leaned in and took her nipple into your mouth, gently sucking on it.

She threw back her head, gently tangling her fingers in your hair as she savored the feeling of your tongue flicking against her sensitive bud. The sounds she made were heavenly, and you smiled against her chest as you listened to how good you were making her feel.

Chris couldn't pull his eyes off of the two of you. He loved how tenderly you each interacted with one another, taking notes on what he'd do differently the next time he kissed a woman.

You slowly retreated, looking up at her before you attached your lips to hers again. You felt her hand resting on the inside of your thigh, her fingertips unhurriedly gliding up your skirt. Your breath hitched in your throat for a moment as she brushed her thumb against the damp patch on your underwear.

She pulled away from the kiss for a moment, but kept her hand between your legs, softly drawing circles on your clit through the fabric. "Oh, my god. You're so wet," she gasped with a bit of surprise in her voice.

Chris started slowly stroking his length as the two of you leaned in again, your lips being pulled together by some kind of magnetic force while your curious hands continued roaming each other's bodies.

Your fingers wandered to the front of Desiree's jeans, slowly undoing the button and pulling down the waistband to reveal her white panties she had on underneath. You gently squeezed her soft, round ass, smirking against her lips.

After you tugged them the rest of the way down her legs, the pads of your fingers slipped down the front of the cotton fabric, and you gently brushed against her wet folds, causing her to moan again. You had always wanted to touch her like this, to elicit these sounds from her, and you couldn't believe it was finally happening.

Chris' mind was swimming with thoughts, wondering if the two of you had slept together before this due to the obvious sexual chemistry that lingered between the two of you and wondering what he did to deserve becoming a voyeur to such a seemingly intimate moment.

When the two of you pulled away, you were each breathless and staring into each other's eyes. You'd almost forgotten Chris was right there until you saw him getting carried away with himself out of your peripherals and heard his soft whimpers as he started pumping faster.

"Ah, ah, ah. Better not cum yet, naughty boy. We're just getting started," Desiree smirked over at him, gently swatting his wrist. Chris nodded. He slowed his strokes to a stop, looking at the two of you like he'd been scolded.

Desiree reached for the hem of your top, and as your raised your arms, she pulled it off over your head, her eyes dropping to your breasts that were spilling out over your bra. Her gaze wandered over to Chris whose eyes were locked onto your tits. "Sit on the bed next to him," your friend told you with a devious smile on her face.

Chris scooted over a few inches, making room for you on the edge of the bed to his left. Chris' stare danced over your body as you stood up and plopped down beside the blue-eyed boy. He admired the pretty black bow connecting the two halves of your bra, licking his lips as he imagined taking it off of you.

"You can touch me," you offered him permission, sensing that he may have been too shy to ask. He blushed and smiled, reaching over with a trembling hand and delicately cupped your boob. He brushed his thumb along the fabric, feeling your nipple harden beneath his touch.

He hooked his finger into the strap of your bra and slowly tugged it down your shoulder, his eyes meeting yours once more to make sure he wasn't crossing any boundaries. You nodded in approval. He smiled when the fabric fell away, revealing your bare breast to him. He lowered his head, bringing his lips to your nipple and flickering his tongue over it, eliciting a moan a from you.

"Good boy," you cooed, reaching up and gently scratching his head as you ran your red nails through his hair. He whimpered against your chest at your praises, eager to do anything to receive more.

Desiree was on her knees in front of you, reaching under you skirt again and catching her fingertips on the waistband of your panties. She slowly slipped them down your thighs, discarding them behind her as she parted your legs and spread you open. Her warm breath hitting your heat caused you to gasp and shudder.

Chris peered down at her, eager to watch her start eating you. He'd only ever seen a girl eat another girl out in porn, never in real life.

Desiree's eyes were fixed on yours as she leaned in and attached her lips to your bundle of nerves. You jumped at the feeling of her mouth on you, and Chris watched in awe at the way her tongue started fluttering around on your most sensitive spots, her shiny, smooth piercing massaging your clit.

Your fingers found themselves threaded in her hair again as you pushed her head down. She gently shook her head, nuzzling your cunt. You rolled your hips forward, grinding against her face and leaving her chin soaked in your juices. You peered into her eyes, hypnotized by the way she looked at you, already nearing the edge.

"You wanna cum all over my tongue, don't you?" She whispered, her warm breath hitting your cunt. You fervently nodded, your eyes begging her to put her mouth back on you. "Not yet, not until Chris has some fun with you, hmm?" She cooed, giving you one last slow, soft, sensual kiss between your legs before she pulled away and glanced over at the boy beside you. "Wanna taste her?" She asked him in a sweet voice.

His eyes lit up. He turned the inner corners of his eyebrows up with his lips slightly parted as he slowly nodded. He slid off the bed, kneeling beside your friend. Desiree helped him out of his shirt, revealing his silver chain necklace.

You glanced down in anticipation as his shirtless form settled between your legs. You leaned back on the bed, propping yourself up with your elbows. Desiree placed a hand on each of your thighs and pushed them as far apart as she could.

"Doesn't she have such a pretty pussy?" She said to him, but her eyes were on you, watching your reactions and watching the way your cunt quivered at her words.

"It is. It's very pretty," Chris replied, wetting his lips as he drew nearer, his cold chain tickling your soft skin. He peered down, soaking in the sight of your glistening pussy just inches from his face.

His tongue darted out, brushing against your clit and making you softly moan. He gave a few sweet kitten licks, closing his eyes, too nervous to directly look at you as he started working his lips on your sensitive bud.

"C'mon, pretty boy. Don't be shy. I bet she wants to see those pretty blue eyes of yours while you eat her, hmm?" Desiree encouraged him, softly running her fingers through his hair.

He reluctantly opened his eyes, gazing up at you and the pleasured expression on your face, which encouraged him to keep going. His licks because a little messier, drooling all over your cunt as he ate you out. He wrapped his lips around your sensitive clit, gently suckling on it and moaning against you.

You couldn't get enough of his mouth and his fucked out expression as he got drunk off of you, slurping up all your wetness.

"Chris..." you moaned, one hand reaching up to squeeze your breast and the other tangled in Chris' brown locks. Your body began to tighten as he sped up the flicker of his tongue that hit all the right spots with the perfect pressure. "Oh, Chris.. Where did you learn to do that?" You whimpered, your legs beginning to shake.

You'd always been under the impression that he'd need to be taught or need to be shown how to do it right, but the look in his eye and the feathery touch of his tongue suddenly had you believing otherwise. Perhaps he was more experienced than he let on. He smirked up at you, knowing you'd fall apart any minute.

Desiree whispered into his ear while he licked you, calling him a good boy and telling him what a good job he was doing. His soft tongue continued exploring your wet folds, every few seconds, closing his lips down around your sensitive button and gently suckling on it, sending jolts of pleasure through you.

You clamped your thighs down on his head, suffocating him with your pussy as your body began to spasm. He could feel your wetness flooding his tastebuds as you finished, both his hands traveling to your waist and pulling you down further onto his face.

You let out a stream of unintelligible whimpers and moans as you continued grinding against his tongue, enjoying every last bit of contact his mouth made with you. You loved every second, even the aftershocks as you came down from your intense orgasm, Chris still lazily dragging his tongue along your folds and licking you clean.

You sat up as Chris retreated from between your legs, wiping a drop of sweat that had formed on his brow. He breathlessly smiled up at you with a flushed expression and pink-tinted cheeks, his chin covered in a sheen of your arousal.

"You did so good, Chris," you praised him, still trying to catch your breath. "Come lay down on the bed for us, hmm?" You softly spoke, patting the mattress like you were beckoning a puppy. He nodded, biting down on his lip. "We're gonna use your mouth and your cock at the same time, okay?"

He nodded even more enthusiastically this time. He laid back on the bed in nothing but his underwear and his silver chain, his chest rising and falling from excitement. You and Desiree exchanged a devious look, each of you closing in on him.

You slipped your hand into his waistband, pulling out his length, throwing your leg over his lap and straddling him while Desiree straddled his face, facing you while she pulled her panties to the side. You lined him up with your entrance, sinking down on him at the same time that his mouth made contact with your friend's warm, wet cunt.

Chris moaned as you slid down on his length, feeling every ridge and every vein of his pulsing cock as you stretched around it. You lowered yourself all the way until you were completely full of him.

You couldn't help the noises that slipped past your lips as you started to ride, trying to find a rhythm. You started to roll your hips forward, massaging Chris' cock with your walls and causing him to whimper against Desiree's cunt once more.

"Oh my god," Desiree said in a breathy voice as Chris started expertly eating her. She started grinding against Chris' tongue while the two of you stared into each other's eyes, exchanging looks of sheer pleasure.

"He's so good with his mouth, isn't he?" You cooed, reaching up and brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. She slowly nodded, her jaw dropping as Chris started to suck on her clit. You rode Chris a bit faster, leaning in and pulling Desiree into another long, slow kiss.

Chris was overwhelmed by having two women make out on top of him while he pleasured you both, desperately trying not to finish too soon.

The room was filled with rhythmic breathing, loud moaning, and the languid sounds of Chris' cock and tongue working in and out of both of you. You squeezed around him, already getting close again, whimpering against your friend's lips.

"I'm gonna cum," Desiree whispered, pulling away from the kiss and pressing her forehead against yours. You gazed into her eyes, caressing her pretty face. "Yeah? You're gonna cum? All over his soft tongue?" You asked her.

She nodded, her moans growing more desperate as Chris started licking her more fervently. "Yes. Good girl. Finish for me," you smiled, talking her through it.

She started thrashing her hips, her orgasm crashing over her and leaving her a trembling mess. Chris graciously cleaned her with his tongue, savoring her flavor as she overwhelmed his tastebuds with her sweetness.

Your climax hit you shortly after, Chris' tip hitting all your hard to reach places as you bounced on him. He could feel you start to rhythmically clench around him, your cum starting to leak down the sides of his cock as his name cascaded from your lips.

You slowed down, still riding the high of your earth-shattering orgasm, your cunt still fluttering around his cock.

Chris was desperately squirming beneath the two of you. He couldn't take anymore, on the verge of his own release. "Where do you wanna cum, baby?" You asked the sweet boy, staring down at his fucked out expression after Desiree climbed off of him.

"On your pretty faces. Please," he whimpered in response.

You and Desiree crawled off the bed and knelt down on the floor, and Chris climbed to his feet, standing over the two of you. You each placed a hand on his length, pumping his cock that was ready to bust at any moment now.

He glanced back and forth between you two, taking in the sight of both of your smeared makeup and messed up hair, wondering how he'd gotten lucky enough to have two beautiful women on their knees, waiting for him to finish with mouths open wide and tongues sticking out.

He placed a hand on each of your cheeks, stroking your faces as he gazed at both of your eager expressions. His lips parted slightly after he licked them, and he pinned his eyebrows together as his eyelids grew heavy.

You knew he was coming undone seconds before pearly white ropes of cum shot all over each of your faces, squirting into both of your mouths and coating your features in his warm, sticky substance. Whimpers and profanities poured uncontrollably from him as he released all his pent up sexual frustration.

He stared down at the two of you who were giggling and laughing. A smile curled on his perfect lips that were bright pink with arousal as you both milked him dry. "Holy fuck. That was amazing," he managed to spit out, but he knew amazing didn't really do it justice.

"Naughty boy," Desiree smirked up at him, her hand still wrapped around his thickness.

"You liked that a little too much," you teased him as he tried to gather his thoughts and recover, completely dazed. He couldn't help but to wonder if maybe you guys had liked that a little too much.

After you and Desiree helped clean each other up in the bathroom, and after you'd both kissed Chris goodnight, telling him how much fun you had and suggesting the three of you should do it again sometime, you two started your walk back home from the party.

"That wasn't just some ploy to get me to make out with you and eat your pussy, was it?" Desiree nudged you in the arm, smirking over in your direction as the two of you made your way down the sidewalk, both sets of your heels clicking against the pavement.

"What!?" You asked, trying to sound shocked. "I can't even believe you'd suggest that!" You exclaimed. The two of you exchanged a look and broke out into laughter.

Desiree stopped walking for a moment, gripped your face, and turned your head towards hers. The way her hands felt on you gave you goosebumps and sent a shiver down your spine.

She leaned in and whispered into your ear, "Okay, but next time you're eating my pussy."

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