She grips the sheets tightly and writhes. When he adds his mouth to her clit, she tips her head back and groans, lost in waves of pleasure. I tear my eyes off his tongue and kiss her throat. Her body jerks and trembles. How many times have we made her come tonight already? It’s addicting. The sound of her. The smell of her. The taste of her. She’s just addicting.

I roll to the side, and Shane moves up her body. Our hairy legs brush each other, but it’s okay. Like he said, touching is going to happen. We can’t all be naked and not expect it. He plops his big, pulsing dick on the outside of her mound, and I can’t seem to look away from it. Neither can Penelope. She trembles a little, but is it nerves or aftershocks from coming?

“Do you still want this tonight?” I ask her, taking her hand in mine, and Shane and I hold our breath waiting for her answer.

“Oh, yes.”

“Thank fuck,” Shane says, grabbing his cock and working it up and down her slit, coating himself in her juices. I shouldn’t stare at his dick, but it’s so hot seeing how wet she is, the way it glazes him. “I’m going to put it in you now. Is that okay?”

“Oh, yes. Please, yes.”

“You’re still okay with no condom?” I ask. We talked about it on the way home, but I want to make sure. We all have proof of our health, and she is on birth control, but it could be risky since nothing is 100 percent effective.

“I want to feel you guys come inside me. Don’t pull out.”

Shane and I make eye contact, knowing that was the hottest thing we ever heard.

He presses his thick, meaty cock into her slowly, closing his eyes, pleasure written all over his face. “Pen, you’re so tight. It feels fucking good. Are you okay?”

She squeezes my hand and winces a little. “Yeah,” she says in a small voice.

I swallow thickly. This is so much more intimate feeling than I thought it would be. It’s like the three of us are the whole world. Nothing outside this room exists. And even though it’s Penelope losing her virginity, all three of us are being changed by it.

He uses shallow strokes, going a little further inside her each time. His muscles are shaking like he’s having a difficult time restraining himself. She’s tense, and once he’s seated all the way, his balls against her ass, she exhales like she’s been holding her breath a long time.

“Easy, sweetheart.” I’m still holding her hand and bring it to my mouth for a kiss. “You’re doing so good. How do you feel?”

“So full.”

I chuckle a little. “You are full.”