I had been worried that when my two best friends found their boyfriends one after the other in just a couple of weeks, our till-then inseparable trio was over. I was still single, and thought I’d become a true fifth wheel, and then basically left behind and forgotten.

I shouldn’t have worried. We were still inseparable. They never let me feel left out. They never forgot me. Instead of two besties, I now had two besties and two wingmen. Finding the right guy for me was becoming a group project – but in the meantime, it’s almost like I have shares in two boyfriends. Or they have shares in me. Not that there’s much of a difference. 

Tonight, the boys saved me from a real creepoid at the dance club, and then we all went to MIke’s flat after – so they could ‘make it up’ to me. As I straddled Devon and sank down onto his gorgeous cock, he grinned up at me and said they may never find a guy who could pass muster for their Gabrielle.

May reached over to bring me in for a deep kiss as Dev started thrusting up into me, murmuring, ‘That wouldn’t be so bad.’

I couldn’t disagree.

Categories: Erotic Fiction, Flash, Group, Monocle, Photo QuickieTags: , , ,


I am the little devil on your shoulder, stroking your neck with my tail, whispering obscenities into your ear, and looking down your blouse. One third of The Erotic Writer blog.

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