James was still tingling from the orgasmic bliss, Tom's right hand still founded Jill's left breast and he leaned in, kissing Jill's lips. It was so amazing, it felt so fantastic and James couldn't believe it. He just had the most amazing sex with his best friend?
"OH MY GOD! What have I done?" James thought as the realization of what he had just done came crashing in on him. He pulled away from the kiss, Tom looked slightly surprised, but was still lost in his post orgasmic ecstasy. James looked down in shock, barely registering the hand on his D cupped breast, between his barrowed valley of cleavage, down to the sight that that made him gasp. Tom's cock, not that he could see it, since most of it was buried inside of him. He could feel Tom inside him! Buried within the folds of his feminine sex and he was still mostly hard. James slowly started to rise up felling the strange sensation of Tom sliding out of him, but before he was all the way out, he felt Tom's strong hands grab his hips and pull him back down on to his still swollen member.
"OH." James gasped as he felt a tingly jolt of pleasure course through his body. Reflexively James body took over and he found himself grinding his hips a few more times milking the last bits of pleasure, and semen, his body could get out of Tom before he became totally flaccid. James forced himself to stop and in an upward thrust, pulled himself off of Tom.
"Wow, I think you two just got a whole lot closer." Erin said with a giggle. "And you both seemed to really enjoy it!"
James still in shock barely heard what Erin had said, but thought to himself, "I can't believe I just fucked Tom."
"Jill honey." Erin said. "I think maybe you had better go get cleaned up."
James realized that something warm was leaking out of his pussy and running down the inside of his thigh. "I ?" James looked over at Tom, who had a strange look of happy admiration on his face.
"He is just looking at me like some chick he just banged!" James thought to himself, but realized that was exactly what he was. Turning in both anger and embarrassment, James went into the bathroom and closed the door.
In the mirrors reflection he saw Jill's disheveled hair and sweaty appearance that screamed a 'I just got laid' look. James stepped up to the sink to wash himself but stopped. "How do I even uh clean myself out?" He thought in disgust. As he attempted to clean himself, he couldn't help but remember how earlier in the night he had promised that he would get Tom laid but he wasn't supposed to be the one that laid him.
James finished cleaning himself up as best he could and headed back into the bedroom.
