“We last went down the south end like two weeks ago, and you can’t even remember what you had for breakfast this morning,” Zoe countered, rolling her eyes.
“Hey! I actually remember these visits really well. If it’s memorable, I actually have a good memory.” Tyler’s smile got wide. “I remember last time we came here particularly well.”
While that comment was clearly made for Zoe, Nami could barely stop herself from giving a subconscious sex moan at that comment. Their situation was so taboo, and she was loving it. She was so horny that she wouldn’t have minded if the two just made out in front of her, but she was already seen as a hormonal freak to them as it was, so she really didn’t want to make that situation worse by giving them permission or something. Plus, the repercussions… nope. It shouldn’t even have been a possibility in her mind.
Zoe wasn’t letting up either. “Well, I guess we should make this time memorable too, shouldn’t we?” she asked in a playful way. A week ago, Nami would have thought she was toying with him, but she was totally hitting on him. She wanted him again. This was going to happen again, and fuck it all, she wasn’t going to get to see it.
Unless…
The trio searched for a bit longer in the store and decided to press on, when Nami hatched a plan. Over the course of about a minute, she started artificially breathing heavier and heavier, in a pained manner, until Tyler piped up.
“You okay, Nami? You’re breathing pretty hard there.”
“I don- I don’t know,” Nami replied, acting as convincingly as she could. “I think the stale air is getting to me. Can I just run out for a few minutes? You guys can stay here, I can find my own way back.”
“Are you sure, Nami? I don’t mind coming with you if he doesn’t,” Zoe immediately replied. Internally, Nami cringed.
“Now hang on, Zoe,” Tyler asserted, his eyes gleaming. “I don’t want Nami to feel like she can’t do things on her own. If she wants to catch her breath on her own, without us breathing down her neck, I don’t mind if you don’t.”
Nami had to suppress her grin. Tyler thought he was being so clever. Tyler turned to Zoe to check her reaction and as he did, Nami looked at Zoe too, raising her eyebrows and giving her a knowing smile.
Zoe tried her best not to let the fact she saw Nami’s expression alert Tyler, and pretended to mull it over. “Okay. You have your phone on you, right?”
“Yup, I do,” Nami replied, only remembering just then to keep up the breathing act (which she dropped for about a solid half-minute, not that Tyler seemed to care). “I’ll be back as soon as I feel better. You’ll hear me before you see me, right?”
Tyler shrugged in confirmation. “That’s good enough for me. Hope you feel better soon, Nami. We’ll stay in this store here until you arrive; I don’t think we checked it out yet.” He pointed to some abandoned jewelry store.
Nami nodded, and began to run off, running just out of sight before pivoting. This was where she made her move. Swiftly but quietly, she tiptoed back, not back the way she came, but slightly down the hall, as the two no doubt headed into the jewelry store. She tiptoed up to the edge of the store, where the two wouldn’t see her, as long as they didn’t poke their heads out the store. She leaned her back against the wall right next to the doorway and started to shimmy closer, focusing only on what she could hear.
As soon as Nami got closer to the store, she hit the auditory jackpot. Now thinking their friend had gone off to get some air, the two were, for now, less careful about the noises they made. While they weren’t being overly loud, Nami could clearly hear the sounds of passion as the two no doubt embraced – the sounds of lips and tongues meeting, and of Zoe’s pretty, surprisingly feminine moans.
She couldn’t look in out of fear that one of them left a flashlight on, so all Nami could do was lean against the wall and throw her head back, snaking a hand into her pants, fingering herself to what she was hearing. This time she knew that any sounds her needy wet pussy made would be drowned out by the passionate duo, her two best friends, the two best friends that never would have even hugged two weeks ago, kissing like reunited lovers. This whole situation was so insane, and Nami’s horny brain loved it.
After a few minutes of making out, the sounds stopped, even though Nami hadn’t reached an orgasm yet. She was almost frustrated, looking at the store in desperation. Realizing she couldn’t see any light, she gambled on the idea that their flashlights were on, and dared to get closer, listening clearly for where Tyler was. As long as she could get behind Tyler as opposed to in front of him, she was safe. If Zoe caught her, that would be weird. If Tyler caught her, that could be devastating.
As she got closer, she heard them whispering, and moved strategically, crawling along the floor and eventually leaning against some kind of counter as the two spoke.
“This is so crazy,” Zoe breathed, pure passion evident in her voice.
“Yup it is,” Tyler replied. Nami smirked to herself – she could picture Tyler’s shit-eating grin. His smugness was practically dripping off of his words. It was clear he was more pleased with himself than ever before. She wondered if Zoe found that hot, but then again, in that moment, so much seemed hot, to the point she wondered if it happened sooner between them and Zoe only decided to tell her now.
“We need to do this more often,” Zoe told him, sincerity biting into her husky voice. “We can’t just leave this off at twice,” she added, confirming her story to Nami.
“Well, as long as we’re here, I had an idea…” Tyler replied, confidence brimming from his voice.
“And what would that be?” Zoe asked.
Nami couldn’t believe what she heard next. The unmistakable sound of a zipper. Tyler’s fly was going down. Nami’s hand flew to her lips in disbelief. Tyler was fishing his cock out? Here? Now?! That was so bold! That was so…
“Holy shit…” Zoe breathed. “…Tyler, Nami could come back any second…”
“Nah, c’mon,” Tyler replied coolly. “We’ll hear her before we see her. We’ll even see her flashlight’s light way before she can see us. The second you can see anything, we stop. But until then…”
There was no sound for a bit, until Zoe let out a submissive moan. “Fuck, you’re packing…” she moaned.
“And what do you want to do to it?” Tyler asked. Nami was back to playing with her pussy at this point, praying that the bare minimum answer was ‘suck it.’ Though, if they just wanted to fuck right here and now, she would have stopped holding back on her moans, consequences be damned.
“I want to suck it, Tyler,” Zoe moaned. “Oh my God, I’ve never wanted anything more. Please, pleeease let me suck your cock.”
Tyler let out a low laugh. “I really didn’t expect you to be quite so submissive. Get on your knees.”
Nami had to imagine the visual of what was happening, but as soon as the sounds began to happen, her imagination had little trouble. The sounds of Tyler and Zoe making out were nothing compared to the sounds of Zoe moaning and gagging on Tyler’s dick. His, no doubt, thick, long, huge cock. Nami’s pussy was throbbing and pulsing. Her hips were humping her hands desperately. The sounds came straight from the heavens, and Nami needed to hear them more clearly.