𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 - 𝐥𝐧𝟏 + 𝐦𝐚𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐰𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥
lando norris x reader x max fewtrell₊⊹ smau + written
your two best friends find out your ex boyfriend wasn't taking care of your needs and decide to show you how you should be treated.
note: hope this makes up for what i did to max in my last fic 😅 this was a request, thank you to the anon who sent it in <3 please let me know what you guys think, hope you enjoy~~ word count: 6.6k warnings :smut (18+ mdni), oral (f & m receiving), double penetration, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex, light cumplay, swearing fc: nailea devora
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yourusername: you’re banned from taking photos of me ⤷yourusername: i’m going to block you dude ⤷yourusername: REPORTED yourusername: all that food is for THEM btw they made me carry everything chivalry is DEADDDDD ⤷maxfewtrell: You slapped my hand away every time I tried to take some popcorn? ⤷yourusername: didn’t happen not true ⤷lando: I saw it with my own two eyes ⤷yourusername: TRAITOR user: crying at yn having a meltdown over this photo like max and lando both haven’t posted worse of her 😭😭 ⤷yourusername: its-its opinions based ⤷user: girl shut up omg lando: Think the hat looked good on me? ⤷yourusername: it didnt ⤷maxfewtrell: No ⤷user: not at all ⤷user: try again
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yourusername: nuffin like hittin the beer garden with me girls on a tuesday afternoon
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user: i’m sorry calling these two your girls after posting a pic where they look like the two biggest fuck boys is taking me OUT lando: CHUG CHUG CHUG ⤷yourusername: he wants me to die maxfewtrell: @.lando We look hot here ⤷yourusername: what about me ⤷maxfewtrell: Eh ⤷yourusername: lock your bedroom door tonight ⤷maxfewtrell: WTF??? user: doesnt she have a bf? why is she going out with them ⤷user: They are literally friends and max is yn’s roommate man what are you on about ⤷user: i just think its weird! ⤷user: YOURE weird
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lando: U GOT PIZZA WIOTHOUT MEEEE??? ↳yourusername: you were a little busy mate ↳lando: This is osoo fucked up
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↳yourusername: being around max is a traumatizing experience maxfewtrell: That pizza was shite ↳yourusername: it really was i have to stop trusting u to pick places to eat ↳maxfewtrell: You cannot seriously be blaming ME we were both drunk ↳yourusername: excuses excuses
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yourusername: I WILL CRASH THIS CAR SO HELP ME GOD ↳maxfewtrell: Hello 999 I’m being threatened lando: Pls get here faster this girl i’m with is trying to get me to meet her mum ↳maxfewtrell: Thought you liked older women? ↳lando: FUCK OFF view story replies: yourusername: the fucking nerve of you to tag me when u cropped me out of the photo ↳lando: No free promo ↳yourusername: u and max enjoy your date i’m leaving ↳lando: We will 😁
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lando: nice little break. back 2 it this weekend 👍
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user: my favorite thing is lando going to visit max and yn whenever he has off time 😭 ⤷user: they’re best friends your honor yourusername: you always post the most fucked pics of me asshole ⤷lando: Thats just how you always look ⤷maxfewtrell: BURN ⤷yourusername: shut up max ⤷lando: Yeah shut up max ⤷maxfewtrell: Well fuck me then! user: absolutely obsessed with this trio yourusername: second pic is my actual reaction to lando trying to cook for us ⤷maxfewtrell: I genuinely think it should be considered an act of bioterrorism ⤷lando: I get no respect in this friendship
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lando: DONT TELL PEOPLE THAT ↳lando: MY AURAAAA ↳yourusername: man what aura? ↳lando: You know what aura ↳lando: Ive seen you like a thirst edit of me you know what im talking about ↳yourusername: THAT WAS ONE TIME
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yourusername: apparently i’m boring and a year together is meaningless LOL 🤣🤣🤣
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user: aw yn :((( user: whatever happened i know it wasnt ur fault user: that man wasn’t worth your time anyway girl ciscanorris1: Here if you need a shoulder to cry on, love you ❤️ comment liked by author maxfewtrell: Boring how?? Hes fucking blind mate ⤷yourusername: i’m probably a little boring ⤷maxfewtrell: You’re not. user: YOURE TOO HOT TO CRY OVER A MAN comment liked by lando and maxfewtrell user: he was mid anyway comment liked by author lando: His fucking loss lilymhe: should we kill him ⤷lando: Yes ⤷maxfewtrell: Yes ⤷user: Yes ⤷user: Yes
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you’re laying face down on the living room floor of lando’s london apartment when you hear someone unlocking the front door. lando walks into his apartment, calling out to you but you don’t move from your spot on the fluffy white carpet beneath you.
“honey i’m home.” he laughs at himself, placing the bags of takeout in his hands onto the kitchen counter. not hearing a response from you, he walks into the living room and studies your prone position. “um…”
“ughhh.” you groan into the carpet, the soft fibers blocking muffling your sounds. “leave me here to die.”
“alright, do you want any pasta before you go though?” lando stands in front of you, looking down at you on the floor and giving your side a little kick. you’re sure you look pathetic. “i got carbonara.”
“did you get breadsticks?” your face is still smothered into the rug so your words are garbled and hard to understand.
“mate, what? will you just get up, please?” lando bends down and slips his arms underneath your own, lifting your limp body off of the floor, holding you up in front of him like you’re a cat who doesn’t want to be held. “up you go.”
he helps you stand and you look at him, surely as sad and pathetic as you feel. now standing face to face, lando realizes that you’d been crying, your makeup smudged on your face. you look at where you were face down on the carpet and see that you’d transferred your mascara onto the white carpet.
“sorry about your rug.” you pout at lando, trying not to start crying again. god, can you do anything right?
“i don’t give a fuck about the rug. it’s a rug.” he holds your face in his hands, looking at the tears in your eyes. “what happened, ynnie?”
his question draws forth more tears, reminding you of what has you so upset in the first place. you lean forward, resting your head on lando’s shoulder and wrap your arms around his waist, hugging him to you. he returns the hug, holding you close and rocking your bodies, trying to calm you.
“i got broken up with.” you manage to get the words out, your voice thick with tears. you can tell you’re soiling lando’s surely ludicrously expensive t-shirt from your weeping, but you can’t find it in you to care.
“shit, really?” lando pulls back from your hug, holding you out in front of him again and looking you in the eye. “i can get someone to go beat him up, i bet rich would do it.”
you laugh at his suggestion, knowing he’s trying his best to make you feel better about what happened. you wipe your eyes, further smudging your already ruined makeup. “he’s not worth the effort.”
“you’re right.” he agrees with your words, giving you another tight hug. “and he’s not worth your tears, either. go wash your face in my bathroom and i’ll get dinner ready, okay?”
you nod at his words and he lets you go, heading to the kitchen and opening the bags of takeout. you make your way to his bathroom and clean yourself up, using lando’s overly expensive facewash and moisturizer. you slip into his room, snatching up a hoodie that’s laying on his dresser and putting it on, basking in the comfort of the soft fabric and lando’s comforting scent.
you walk back into the living room to see lando setting two bowls of pasta onto the coffee table and take a seat on the couch, pulling your legs up onto the seat with you. “breadsticks?”
“yes, you muppet, i got breadsticks.” he hands you one of the bowls, before grabbing his own and sitting down next to you. “do you want to watch something?”
you give a noncommittal shrug, not wanting to make a decision. you’ve been friends long enough that lando understands the meaning behind your response and he turns on some random reality tv slop for background noise. you’re both quiet as you eat, you trying not to cry into your pasta, and lando thinking about what he can do in retaliation to the man that broke your heart.
a little bit later, you’re munching on a breadstick, head completely empty, when you hear someone fumbling at the front door. you and lando both turn to look when it opens, max walking through the door with a bottle of grey goose in one hand, patrón in the other.
“i heard we’re mourning a relationship.” max raises the two bottles, grinning at the two of you. “i brought alcohol!”
you turn to look at lando, squinting at the man. he gives you a sheepish smile, shrugging at you. “i texted him, told him what happened.”
“didn’t you have a girl over?” you turn back to max, watching as he toes off his shoes and heads to join you and lando in the living room. “you didn’t have to come, max. i’m fine.”
“i sent her home before bob even texted me, she was crazy.” he sets the alcohol onto the table and flops down onto the couch next to you, snatching the half eaten breadstick out of your hand and shoving it into his mouth. “how you feeling?”
you sigh, thinking about his question. you’re still upset of course, but you know the relationship was doomed for a while. it hurts to know the last year was a waste, spending all that time with someone who couldn’t care less.
“i’m okay.” you reassure the two men when they both give you a sceptical look at your response. “really, guys. i’m better off without him.”
“that’s true. couldn’t stand that bloke, to be honest.” max throws an arm around your shoulder, giving you a half hug. “you deserve better, yn.”
“he’s right.” lando scoots closer to you on the couch, grabbing one of your hands and leaning his head on your shoulder. “you were out of his league.”
“thanks guys.” you squeeze lando’s hand and smile at your friends, happy to have them here supporting you. “now, should we drink?”
“hell yes.” max removes his arm from your shoulder, getting off the couch and heading into lando’s kitchen to grab some glasses. “are we taking shots?”
you and lando both cheer in agreement to max’s question. he walks back into the room holding 3 shot glasses and two cans of lando norris branded monster, setting them onto the coffee table.
“oh god, not the battery acid.” you groan at the sight of that toxic, greenish, yellow can. “there’s not anything else we can use as a chaser?”
“you think he has anything else but this in his fridge? you know he survives on quinoa and kinder when john isn’t meal prepping for him.” max cracks open the bottle of tequila, pouring three shots and handing a glass to you and lando.
“i resent that, mate.” lando glares at max’s words, holding the shot glass up to his nose and recoiling when he sniffs the tequila. “i cook sometimes.”
“sure you do, mate. sure you do.” max raises his glass and the two of you follow suit. “cheers?”
“cheers!” the three of you clink your shot glasses together, tapping them onto the table, and swallowing the drink. the tequila burns as it slides down your throat and you cough at the foul taste. max quickly passes you one of the cans of monster, laughing at the disgusted look on your face.
“what, can’t handle a little tequila?” he playfully teases you, grinning. you glare at the man, sticking your tongue out at him. he pours another three shots and you all take them swiftly, you’re already starting to feel warm from the alcohol flowing through your veins.
lando gets up off the couch, heading over to the speaker in the corner of the room and turning on some light music. max takes lando’s seat, leaning back next to you and throwing his arm over the back of the couch. he watches over your shoulder as you scroll on your phone, laughing at the stupid meme you added to your instagram post.
time passes as the three of you continue drinking, growing more and more drunk. at some point you migrated from sitting between the two men to laying on top of them, your head resting on max’s lap and your legs over lando’s.
max and lando are playfully arguing about their golf scores, not an uncommon argument between the two. you ignore them, thinking about your ex and going over all of the things that went wrong. you realize that you were blinded to all his red flags after a year together and you’ve come to terms with the fact that you are better off without that man in your life, weighing you down.
“hey, question.” you interrupt the men’s conversation, looking up at max while lando rubs your bare calves. “you guys don’t think i’m boring do you?”
“where is this coming from?” lando pauses his rubbing of your legs, looking down at you with a perplexed look on his face. “who told you that?”
“you’re definitely not boring, ynnie.” max pats your head, resting his hand in your hair. “did that asshole say that to you?”
“yeah, said he was bored for a while and that the only good thing was the sex.” you groan, thinking about his words. “the sex wasn’t even good, i don’t think i came once.”
the alcohol has lowered your inhibitions and you don’t think too much about what you’re saying. while you, lando, and max have been friends for ages and most topics of conversation aren’t off limits, you usually avoid talking about your sex life with the two men. though that doesn’t stop them from regaling you with their exploits with different women from time to time.
“no way.” lando is clearly shocked at your words, not believing them. “you were together a year and he didn’t make you come? seriously?”
you nod at his question, reaching over to take another sip of your drink. “never.”
“wait so, no one has ever made you come, then?” max questions, looking at you intently. “because you were a virgin when you got together, right?”
your jaw drops at his question and you smack his chest. “that was a secret, max! i told you that in confidence.”
“shit, sorry ynnie.” the drinking has max not thinking clearly, the man surely not meaning to reveal your secret. “still, though. it’s true right?”
“i mean, i’ve gotten myself off a few times i guess.” you decide to entertain this conversation, rather than be embarrassed by it. these are your two closest friends, there’s no reason to be ashamed. “it’s not the same though, right? but i guess i wouldn’t know.”
its quiet for a few seconds and you notice max and lando sharing a look above your head. you squint at the two men, trying to figure out what they’re communicating to each other with their eyes. “what is it?”
“well,” lando pauses, thinking over his words. “we could show you what it’s like?”
“whaa-” you look at lando, confused, not sure what he’s trying to say. max picks up on your confusion, taking pity on you and explaining further.
“like, we could make you come, yn.” max’s hand in your hair tightens a bit, tilting your head to look up at him. “show you how it feels when a man knows what he’s doing.”
you take in max’s words, their offer. you can feel your cheeks getting warm, not sure if it’s from the alcohol or from the thought of their suggestion. probably a mix of both. you think it over, looking between max and lando, noticing that both of their eyes are heated, staring intently at you and waiting for your answer.
“um..” you feel shy under their dual gaze, face flushing even more. “isn’t it weird?”
“doesn’t have to be.” lando’s hands grip your calves tighter, pulling them and stretching you out more between him and max. “what’s a little experimenting between friends?”
his hands rest on your thighs now, giving the flesh a gentle pat. you blink, looking back and forth between max and lando a few times, trying to wrap your foggy mind around their offer. you won’t lie and say you’d never thought about it before. max and lando have definitely been in this position with some random girls in the past, so you know this isn’t something new for them. you find the idea a little hot, your two best friends worshipping you, showing you how a girl should be treated by their partner. it helps that both men are extremely attractive and you’re reminded of your long suppressed feelings for the two of them. you’re thinking it over a bit too long and they take your silence as a rejection of their offer.
“you don’t have to say yes, yn.” max looks down at you and smiles. “we can just forget about it, okay?”
“no, wait-” you stop him, finally making a decision. “i, um. yes, i mean- i want to know what it’s like. want you guys to show me.”
you’re blushing hard, fidgeting with your hands in your lap, and avoiding eye contact with the two men. they share a look and lando pats your leg, signalling for you to stand up. you do as he asks and they stand up after you. lando grabs your hand, pulling you to his bedroom, max right behind you.
lando takes a seat on his bed, still gripping your hand, he pulls you to stand between his legs. he looks up at you and you blush at the heat in his gaze. so distracted by your staring contest with lando, you startle when max comes up behind you, placing one hand on your hip and using the other to pull your hair to the side, resting his head on your shoulder.
“it’s just me, yn.” max reassures you, leaving a gentle kiss on your neck. “relax.”
the hand max has on your hip slips under the hoodie you have on, his hand warm through the thin fabric of your t-shirt. lando watches as the other man begins to pull up the hoodie and shirt, not looking away as more and more of your skin is exposed to him.
“take this off for us, yeah?” you nod and max helps you remove your tops, gently setting them on the foot of the bed once they’re off. you’re not wearing a bra, so your fully bare in front of the two men. lando’s eyes are transfixed on your tits, staring as your nipples stiffen in the cool air of the room.
“look at these tits,” max slides his hands up your waist, cupping your breasts. “so fucking pretty, huh?”
“yeah,” lando answers max’s question, pulling you closer to him with his hands on your waist, pushing away one of max’s hands and taking one of your tits into his mouth.
you moan at the feeling of his mouth around you, leaning back into max behind you. the other man starts kissing and nipping at your neck, pinching your nipple between his fingers. you’re already feeling overwhelmed by both men surrounding you, you don’t know how you’ll make it through the night.
lando takes his mouth off you, resting his head on your chest and looking up at you, eyes wide.
“you gonna let me eat you out, baby?” he looks at you like you’d break his heart by saying no.
“oh, um..” you try to think of how to answer lando’s question, this is all new to you. your ex certainly wasn’t the giver in the relationship.
“that dickhead never ate you out?” max picks up on your hesitation, knowing you well enough to know why you’re reluctant to answer. “has anyone ever?”
“no…” you feel yourself blushing, you know the redness has spread from your cheeks down your neck and chest. “never.”
“fuck.” lando groans at your words, pulling you to straddle his lap. “please, please let me do it, yn.”
you look down at him from your new position, the look in his eyes pleading. you can’t say no to him when he looks like this, he’s one step away from getting on his knees to beg. you wouldn’t put it past the man, honestly.
“yeah, okay.” you run a hand through lando’s curls, tilting his head back and giving him a nervous smile. “go easy on me, though. alright?”
“no promises.” he smiles up at you, eyes crinkling.
you jolt at the feeling of max behind you, his bare chest pressing against your back. at some point he’d removed his shirt and now his warm skin touches your own heated flesh. the man goes back to kissing your neck, sucking and biting, leaving marks that are sure to be bruises come tomorrow.
lando somehow pulls you even closer, his nose brushing against yours. he holds your gaze for a moment before closing his eyes and moving in to finally place his lips on yours. you melt into the kiss, at the feeling of his soft lips on your own. lando licks into your mouth, tongue brushing against yours. he bites your lip as he breaks away, going back in to place another chaste kiss on your lips.
“i can’t wait anymore.” lando tightens his grip on you, scooting back on the bed, pulling you away from max. “gotta get my mouth on you.”
max moves to sit at the head of the bed, leaning back against the wall. he spreads his legs and pats his thighs. “c’mere baby.”
you follow his instructions and go to sit between max’s legs, your back to his front again. he wraps his arms around your waist, tilting your face to look at him and going in for a kiss. you reach a hand up to rest a hand on max’s jaw, kissing him deeper. while the two of you are distracted, lando kneels on the bed between your legs. he pulls his shirt up over his body before leaning down and slipping his fingers into the waistband of your panties, swiftly pulling them down. he spreads your legs wider hooking your legs over max’s knees, the other man holding you open for lando.
“fuck, look at you.” he groans at the sight of your pussy spread out before him, licking his lips in anticipation. lando takes one of his thick fingers, running it through your wet folds. you break away from kissing max, moaning at the feeling of lando’s hands on you. it’s been so long since anyone touched you down there besides yourself, you can’t even remember the last time. “can’t believe i’m the first person to get to do this. luckiest man on earth.”
he dips a finger into you, quickly slipping in another when he feels how wet you are. he fingers your pussy, scissoring his fingers inside you to stretch you out. max pets your head, watching as lando finally places his mouth on you, licking a stripe up your folds and groaning at the taste of you on his mouth. you throw your head back at the feeling of lando’s mouth on you, his tongue licking between your folds and his lips sucking on your clit. his fingers piston in and out of your hole as he eats you out, brushing against that place inside you that no one has before. you cry out at the sensation, trying to slam your legs closed, but max is stronger than you, his legs continuing to hold you open for lando. one of his hands goes to your neck, not choking you, but placing gentle pressure there, while his other hand goes back to your tits.
lando is lost between your legs, devouring your pussy like it’s his last meal. you start to tense beneath him, a feeling coming over you that you’d only experienced a handful of times and only by your own hands, not anyone else. you’re overwhelmed at the feeling, trying to pull away from lando, reaching a hand down into his hair in an attempt to yank his head away from where you’re most sensitive. lando is too strong and focused on eating you, trying to make you come. max grabs your wrists in his hands, holding them against your chest and forcing you to sit still.
“don’t move, baby.” he kisses the side of your face, watching lando eat you out, the other man’s eyes closed, his mind only focused on the taste of you on his tongue. “be a good girl and cum on his face.”
lando moans into your pussy at max’s words, diving in deeper. he finally removes his mouth from you, leaning up on his elbows and looking at you as he continues fingering you, feeling you get tighter around his thick fingers. he gathers saliva in his mouth and spits onto your clit, using his other hand to rub circles into the sensitive bud. you’re starting to peak, feeling something inside you about to snap. lando can tell you’re getting close and speeds up his fingers, leaning back down to suck on your clit. he stiffens his tongue, alternating licking and sucking on your clit. tears start to well up in your eyes at the stimulation and you shake your head, trying and failing to close your legs around his head.
“i can’t, i can’t,” you’re so overwhelmed by the feeling, it’s never been like this when you got yourself off and it certainly never felt like this when your ex fucked you. “please, lando. i can’t do it.”
“you can, baby. relax.” max reassures you, placing more kisses on the side of your face, still holding your wrists to your chest. “let go, yn.”
at his words, you do as he says, feeling a wave of pleasure overcome you. your heart is beating out of your chest, blood rushing in your ears. lando slurps up your wetness as it gushes out of you. your eyes are half closed as you look at the man in front of you, noticing that lando is grinding into the bed underneath him, getting himself off while eating you out.
max finally releases your wrists and lets you close your legs, the limbs shaking with tremors from your orgasm. lando sits up from between your legs, using a corner of the blanket to wipe off his face. there’s a wet spot on his grey sweatpants and you can see how hard he is beneath the fabric. you can tell max is rock hard too, his cock pressing into you from behind. his hips twitch up when you rub against him while trying to sit up in the bed and he groans. lando moves up the bed, getting closer to you and max.
“how’s she taste, mate?” max’s eyes are hooded as he looks at lando.
“see for yourself.” the other man leans in and you think he’s going to kiss you but he places his lips on max’s instead. you watch as they kiss each other, feeling yourself blushing at the sight. max can taste your juices on lando’s tongue and shoves a hand in the man’s hair, kissing him deeper. when they finally pull away from each other, they both look dazed, a string of spit still connecting them as they catch their breath from the kiss. “fucking hell. yn, baby. promise you’ll let me eat that pretty pussy next time, yeah?”
“next time?” you try not to sound too eager, but you’d expected this would be a one time thing. a drunk escapade between friends that you’d laugh off in the future.
“if you think we’re going back to normal after this, you’re sorely mistaken, love.” lando turns to you, grabbing your face in his big hand, swiping a thumb across your cheek. “now that we’ve got you, we’re not letting you go.”
“yeah?”
“yes, you silly girl.” max brushes away a strand of hair that’s stuck to your face from sweat. “clearly, no other men can be trusted to treat you the way you deserve.”
“you okay with that, yn?” lando stares at you intently, his grip on your face not letting you look away. “you’ll be our girl, yeah?”
“ ‘kay,” you agree with lando’s words, leaning your head into his hand. you feel dazed but you’re mostly sober now, the alcohol having lost most of it’s effects over time. “ ‘m all yours.”
“good girl.” lando pats your cheek before releasing your face. “now, which one of us do you want to fuck you first, baby?”
“oh, ummm-” you struggle to answer the question, not wanting to make a decision and upset one of them by choosing the other. “you decide. but, um, can i suck one of you off?”
you ask this question shyly, your face burning. both men coo at you, causing you to blush even more. lando rubs a hand up and down your back while max leans in to give you a sweet kiss.
“how about i fuck you and you repay lando by sucking his cock, hm?” max gives you another quick kiss, waiting for you to answer his question. you nod eagerly, wanting to get both of them inside of you. “you’d like that?”
“yes, please max. i want it so bad.” you pout at him, widening your eyes. your pleading has both men groaning, quickly moving to give you what you want.
lando switches spots with max, leaning against the wall at the head of the bed. max manhandles you, turning you around to face lando. he pulls at your legs, forcing you to lay down. lando’s cock is hard in his sweatpants inches from your face. he lifts his hips as you grab at his waistband, helping you pull off his pants. he’s bare underneath and his cock springs free, slapping against his stomach. you try not to drool at the sight of his pretty cock, the head leaking precum, red and throbbing.
max leans over to the nightstand next to the bed, reaching into the drawer and fumbling around for a few seconds before finding what he was looking for and sitting back behind you. lando pulls your hair into a loose ponytail behind your head, getting it out of your face.
“open wide, pretty girl.” with his free hand, he grabs his cock waiting for you to open your mouth for him. once you do, he feeds his cock into your mouth, groaning at the heat of your mouth. you moan at the taste of him on your tongue, opening your throat wide so you can fit all of him.
behind you, max spreads your legs wider, slotting himself between them. he grabs a pillow from somewhere on the bed and places it beneath you. you can hear him pop open the cap on the bottle of lube he’d taken out of lando’s drawer, and jolt at the ice cold feeling as max drips it onto your pussy and slicks up his cock. he tosses the bottle across the bed, giving his shaft a few strokes. he slides his cock between your folds and you moan loudly, the mix of hot and cold has you flinching.
when the tip of max’s cock catches against your hole, you moan around lando’s cock, body tensing in anticipation at the incoming intrusion. lando uses his hands on your hair to guide you up and down his cock, groaning as you drool around him. you manage to deep throat him and he holds your head against his pelvis when max finally enters you, your walls stretching around him. he’s much bigger than lando’s fingers, and even though lando had stretched you a bit while he ate you out, the fit is still snug.
“shit, you’re so tight.” max groans, running a hand down your back and grabbing one of your ass cheeks, spreading you open and watching while he pulls almost fully out of you. “the way she’s gripping me, mate. fucking hell.”
lando isn’t listening to max, his focus on your mouth around his cock. he releases your head, letting you up to breathe and moans when he sees your face, cheeks flushed, tears in your eyes, and spit smudged on your cheeks. you gulp down a few mouthfuls of air and look up at lando, licking up his shaft and suckling his tip.
“god, yn. you’re so perfect.” lando holds your cheek again, looking at you with what you think is love in his eyes. “you deserved so much better than him.”
“i know,” you agree with him, using one of your hands to stroke him, kissing the tip of his cock and tonguing under his glans. “now i have you two.”
“you’ve always had us, baby.” max speaks up from behind you, giving your ass a sharp smack. “just couldn’t see what was right in front of you.”
you moan at the bite of pain from the spank and take lando back into your mouth. max grinds his cock into your pussy, reaching a hand down to rub at your clit. you feel all thoughts leave your head as max begins pounding in and out of you and lando guides your head up and down his cock. all you can think about is the pleasure you feel, lando and max, max and lando. your moans and their groans mix together in a symphony of noise, the wet sounds of you sucking lando’s cock and skin slapping together as max fucks you from behind. it’s impossible to focus on one sensation, it all mixes together into a hurricane of pleasure that overwhelms you.
you feel lando tense beneath you, his balls tightening and signaling that he’s close to coming. he pulls your head off of his cock, stopping you. you whine at him, upset that he won’t let you keep going. you want to taste him, want his cum in your mouth, so badly.
“ ‘m sorry baby. wanna come inside you.” lando wipes the tears you didn’t notice dripping down your face. “you’ll let me fill you up won’t you?”
you nod at his question, feeling yourself get wetter at the thought. max can feel you clenching around his cock at lando’s question and laughs.
“i think she likes that idea, mate.” max pulls you up from where you lay in the bed on your knees, holding you up against his chest, your front facing lando. “gonna let us both fill you up at the same time?”
“please!” you clench around him again, needing both of them inside you. “please, please, please.”
max lifts you off of his cock and passes you to lando who turns you around, your back pressed against his chest. he slips into you easily, your pussy fully stretched out from max. he moans as your wet heat wraps around him, holding you close and tucking his face into your neck.
“fuck, you were right max. so fucking tight.”
max fits himself between you and lando’s legs, pushing the two of you to lay back on the bed. he grabs the bottle of lube again and squirts the liquid onto his cock, slicking it up further so that he doesn’t cause you any pain. lando grabs your face, kissing you to distract you from max, making sure that you’re relaxed enough to fit both of their cocks.
max grips his cock and begins to push it into your already filled hole, groaning at the tight fit. you flinch at the feeling, not sure you’ll be able to fit them both. they both coo at you, telling you to relax and you try to listen. it hurts only a little when max pushes fully into you, his fat cock squeezing in next to lando’s. the men give you time to adjust to their size, the weight of them filling you up.
“you ready, baby?” lando kisses your neck, waiting for your approval. when you nod your head, both men start moving inside you. they alternate their thrusts, never giving you a chance to breathe. you’ve never been this full, the slight pain from the stretch feeling better than anything you’ve felt before.
lando slips a hand down to your clit, rubbing tight circles. you clench tighter around their cocks, feeling yourself getting close. lando is right behind you, his thrusts speeding up as he approaches that cliff. he cock hits that spot inside you, causing your entire body to tense up. he and max both moan at the feeling of your walls gripping them tight. lando comes first, his cock twitching as he releases his cum inside you. the feeling of his seed filling you up has you coming next, pussy clenching around both men, milking lando’s cum from his spent cock. he groans at the overstimulation, slipping out of you and tossing his head back onto the bed beneath him, breathing heavy. max, yet to reach his peak, continues thrusting in and out of you, lando’s cum mixed with your wetness making the slide of his cock inside of you even smoother. he reaches a hand down to your clit, rubbing it. you whine at the feeling, trying to shove his hand away but lando stops you, wrapping his arms around you, pressing your arms to your sides. max pounds his cock into you, grinding lando’s cum deeper inside.
“c’mon baby, you can give me one more, right?” max asks, but you know it’s not a question. you shake your head, feeling overstimulated but that doesn’t stop him from rubbing your clit and continuing to fuck you. you didn’t think it was possible, but you feel yourself about to come again, your core tightening, walls clenching around max’s cock. he groans, thrusts speeding up, pounding into you hard. you let go again, feeling your wetness gush out of you around max’s cock and the man moans loudly, his thrusts getting sloppy. he pushes into you one last time, groaning as he comes, cock flooding your womb with his cum, mixing with lando’s. he pulls out of you and he and lando both watch as the mix of fluid leaks out of your abused hole. max slips a hand between your legs, spreading the cum and pushing it back into you.
you cry out and manage to pull your arms free from lando pushing max away, feeling overstimulated. you glare at him playfully, tears in your eyes and he laughs, leaning forward to press a kiss to your forehead.
“sorry, baby. couldn’t help myself.” he gets off of you, flopping back onto the bed next to you and lando, throwing an arm over his head and catching his breath. “that was fucking mint.”
“yeah.” lando agrees with his friend, lifting you off of him and placing you on the bed between him and max. “how do you feel, ynnie?”
“i didn’t know it could feel like that.” you stare up at the ceiling above you, flinching when you feel a glob of cum gush out of you. “i need a shower immediately.”
“wait, let me eat you out again, i’ll clean you up.” lando swiftly rolls on top of you, trying to place his mouth on you again. you shove him away, groaning and locking your legs closed. “pleeease?”
“no, lando. i will literally die.” you kick him away from you, closing your eyes to hide from his pleading gaze. “next time, okay?”
“i’ll hold you to that.”
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