“Thanks.” Tony stepped into the bathroom and closed the door.
Joy turned and saw La’Shon giggling.
“What?” Joy walked toward her.
“He’s got a big dick, doesn’t he?”
“What, girl? I didn’t even notice—”
“Joy Patrice Kelly, if you don’t stop lying.”
Joy stopped in mid-sentence, paused, then burst out laughing.
“What the fuck was his daddy? A redwood tree?”
“Girl, I don’t know. But if I ever meet his father, I’m gonna kiss him and say thank you. He passed some good shit on to that brother. Hey, we didn’t wake you up, did we?”
“No, I got up to go to the bathroom and heard ya’ll. But it’s cool. Seems like the brother knows what he’s doing.”
“Does he!” La’Shon smiled.
She was about to complete her thought when Tony came out of the bathroom. He saw Joy still standing in the hall and quickly shut the door.
“No need for that, baby,” La’Shon said. “The girl saw you already.”
Joy smiled. “Girl, I’ll see you in the morning. Good night, Tony,” she called as she walked to her room.
As she closed her door, she heard Tony coming down the hallway. He and La’Shon whispered and giggled for a while before finally drifting off to sleep. Joy was far too horny to sleep. She spent the rest of the night walking her fingers through her secret garden.
That night was merely the beginning. Every time La’Shon and Tony got together, Joy would be up, listening. Her room was right next to La’Shon’s so she heard everything clearly. She would rub her breasts as she heard La’Shon moan. Her juices would flow as she listened to the smack, smack, smack of Tony’s mouth on La’Shon’s pussy. She would slide her fingers deep into her wetness and match Tony’s thrusts into La’Shon with her own. The orgasms were incredible.
It wasn’t just the big man that Joy was fantasizing about. La’Shon would creep into her dreams as well. Joy would see herself eating La’Shon’s pussy; the small bolt in her pierced tongue working magic on La’Shon’s clit. She would see herself and La’Shon on their knees worshiping at the altar of Tony’s magnificent cock. A threesome was what she wanted, what she craved. But she didn’t know how to make it happen. Little did she know that things where about to happen on their own.
La’Shon was no dummy. She realized that Joy was up, listening. More than a few times, she’d heard sexy moans coming from her best friend’s room. The thought of putting on a show for her girl really turned her on. She also harbored some feelings for Joy that she’d never told her about. How could she?
For years, La’Shon had hidden the sexual attraction she had for Joy. It started in high school. Joy was lithe and athletic. La’Shon would watch her during cheerleader practice and as they showered after gym class. During sleepovers and long phone conversations, Joy wo
uld tell her about her dreams and fantasies and La’shon would ache to make them come true. But she could never bring herself to tell her friend how she really felt. What would she say? “Joy, I know we’re girls and all, but I really want to fuck you?” Joy would go running off into the night, screaming and cursing. Or so she thought.
As the months went on, hot sex could be heard nightly. Joy absorbed every sound and would masturbate until her hand got tired. She even bought a vibrator, a month’s worth of batteries, and a butt plug for those nights she was feeling extra freaky.
Soon, the sounds weren’t enough. Joy wanted to see the action. The visual from that first night stayed in her mind and would not budge. No matter where she was, she could close her eyes and see La’Shon’s ass moving up and down on Tony’s dick. The image always made her wet.
So she took to sneaking down the hall to La’Shon’s door, which always seemed to be halfway open for some reason. Joy would stand there, fingering herself, trying desperately not to make a sound. Watching as La’Shon and Tony fucked each other silly.
Then one night, things got really interesting. It was a Friday night, about one in the morning. Joy was at La’Shon’s door, peeking into the room, watching every move she and Tony made. They were in the middle of the queen-sized bed, with La’Shon on all fours, and Tony fucking her from behind. The candles on the dresser bathed the room in a sexy glow that made it easy for Joy to see.
Then Tony bent forward, like he was whispering something to La’Shon. Joy heard her friend giggle and say, “Yeah.”
Joy was getting nervous and was about to leave when Tony turned around with a flashlight and yelled, “Gotcha!”
Joy was caught. Her head was completely in the door and two fingers were crammed into her pussy. La’Shon turned around and laughed so hard tears came to her eyes. Joy was mortified.
“Well,” La’Shon said, still laughing. “Are you just gonna stand there, or are you coming in?”
This was the last thing Joy expected to hear. “What?” she said, bewildered.
“I said, are you going to stand there, or are you coming in to join us?”