Previously….

As they leaned forward to kiss, the sound of rustling from the kitchen caught their attention. With identical movements, the girls glanced to the connecting room, in the middle of their explicit activities.

There stood Ben Solo, an overnight bag in his hand, his usually perfectly put together appearance rustled. His shirt was untucked, his hair clearly had been rustled by his hands, and most tellingly, the man was sporting a massive erection.

At least, if the tent in his trousers was any indication.

"Rey?" He choked out, still staring at the girls, "Uh…"

Rey screamed and grabbed one of the throws they kept on the sofa, trying to cover both her and Rose, "Why are you back? You said you'd be gone for the weekend!"

Ben swallowed, still staring at the girls, his cheeks bright red. "I—uh—argument with my parents so I left. Why are you…uh…"

"You bloody pervert! How long have you been standing there?" She shrieked.

He cleared his throat and ran a hand through his hair. "I…"

"For at least five minutes," Rose whispered from under Rey, also watching Ben, "I saw him come in."

Rey shrieked. "Why didn't you say anything?"

Rose swallowed. "I kind of thought it was hot. You know, him watching."

Whatever Rey was expecting, it most certainly wasn't that.

"Hot? You think him watching us is hot?" Rey repeated, glancing between Rose and her flustered roommate, "Seriously?"

Rose gulped and nodded. "I don't know why. I just... It's hot, you know? He's hot. So, him watching us is…hot."

Rey wanted to argue, she did, but part of her agreed. She glanced at Ben again, enamored by his bright red cheeks and seemingly massive erection. She hated him—so much—but she had always wanted to fuck him silly.

How could she not? He may have had the temper of fucking Animal the Muppet but he looked like Adonis. He was tall, muscular, and always smelled so bloody good.

Apparently, she wanted him to watch too.

"Alright," She choked out, tossing the blanket to the ground, "He can watch."

Ben let out a squeak and lowered himself to one of their lounge chairs, his gaze locked on the two women.

Already put off by the original delay, Rey immediately kissed Rose, ready to continue where they left off. Her hands were on the same page, immediately running down Rose's sides to rest at her hips. Rose was equally as excited—her hands made quick movements to Rey's chest, palming at her breasts with excited moans.

It was difficult for Rey to see—given her devoted attention elsewhere—but she was able to watch Ben from the corner of her eye. Her burly roommate was hunched over in the chair, one massive hand mindlessly rubbing on his clothed erection, his eyes locked on the two girls.

It was a fascinating thing really, watching how his cheeks tinged pink and his pupils blew wide. His delicious mouth dropped open, just watching every kiss and caress of the girls in front of him.

"Come on, Rose," Rey murmured into a kiss, pulling away so she could sit across the couch, "It's your turn to try."

Rey looked over to Ben, catching his gaze, and slowed opened her legs. The cool air was delicious against her overheated flesh, and the squeak that Ben made was by far the hottest thing she had heard or seen that evening.

Rose seemed to take her meaning and laid between her legs, pressing nervous kisses along her open thighs. With a hum, Rey grabbed at the girl's ponytail, her eyes still locked on Ben.

"I want you to eat me out, Rose," She explained, tugging at her ponytail, "Make me cum like I made you cum."

From the lower half of her body, Rose moaned and glanced up at Rey, her cheeks bright red. "Yes. I'm going to make it happen." As soon as the words left her lips, she dropped her mouth back down to Rey's thighs, slowly kissing her way up until she met Rey's hot slit.

"Make sure Ben can see everything," Rey hummed, looking away from the girl's head to her distraught roommate, "If he wants to watch, we need to make sure he gets to watch."

The choking sound Ben made was music to her overheated ears. In fact, if she hadn't been so focused on Rose lapping away between her legs, she may have managed to open her eyes and watch the man. Instead, she had both hands fisted into Rose's silky-smooth hair, her eyes squeezed shut in delight.

Once Rose had passed her initial shyness, she dove into the task with eager movements, her pink tongue poking and prodding through Rey's aching cunt. Her sweet friend flicked at her clit with laser-like focus, offering her own moans into Rey's wet core.

The vibrations were delicious.

"You're so good, Rose, so so good," Rey cooed, her legs quivering as Rose continued her ministrations, "Such a natural, beautiful."

Rose just moaned and continued to lick, her own body wiggling with need. The sounds of their moans, playing against the sound of wet skin and desperate licks, was so deliciously naughty that Rey could nearly come on just the sound alone.

But on closer notice, she realized two new sounds had joined the symphony.

She glanced over at Ben, her mouth dropping open at the sight. Ben was no longer petting his clothed cock. Instead, he had the massive appendage in his hand, now beating away at the skin. His eyes were still locked on the girls, his mouth open with desperate pants escaping his lips.

Rey couldn't help but stare at his massive cock, practically hypnotized by the way it moved through his equally as massive hand. His cock was angry and flushed red, precum dripping from the tip, even visible from her place on the sofa.

It was a first for her too—the sensation of being eaten out while able to study both the cock and face of another person.

But her attention was stolen away by Rose's eager prodding. It only took a few moments for Rey to fall apart, her hips rolling and body shaking as Rose continued to suck on her clit. Unsurprisingly, her cries of pleasure were echoed by Ben, choked moans escaping his own lips. Unable to help herself, she opened her eyes, body still shaking as she came down from her orgasm and met his amusingly wide eyes.

Rose grinned and kissed up her thighs, pausing once she hovered over her friend. She pressed a kiss to her lips and grinned. "Did I do okay?" She asked, the nervous glint in her eyes reappearing, "I tried to do what you did to me!"

"You did so good," Rey moaned out, kissing her friend again, "Look, you even had Ben falling apart too."

Surprised by her words, Rose looked over her shoulder, surprised to see the man touching himself. She glanced back to Rey and bit her lip, her cheeks still tinged pink from their activities.

"I know you want to fuck him," Rose practically whispered, her hands drifting to play at Rey's thighs, "So why don't you?"

Rey blinked a few times, surprised by Rose's words. "What? But…This was about me helping you."

Rose grinned and kissed her jaw. "And you did. And you still can. So now let me help you."

For a few moments, Rey tried to play devil's advocate in her own mind. Yes, she very much did want to fuck Ben. But she also hated him. And that evening was supposed to be about figuring Rose's feelings out, not helping Rey have the most erotic experience of her life.

The rejection lived on her lips, the same response her head had, knowing how terribly wrong fucking Ben could go.

But one glance at the burly man pawing at his cock, his eyes still ravishing every inch of their nude bodies, had her saying otherwise.

"Yeah," Rey swallowed, nodding in agreement, "Okay. I'll fuck him."

Clearly, Ben wasn't privy to their conversation, given the blissfully ignorant look across his face as he fucked his hand. Only did he stop when a nude Rose stood in front of him, holding out her delicate hand. Ben's hands froze, staring at the girl with wide eyes.

"Want to join us?" She asked slowly, her cheeks pink from exertion, "I think Rey could use a chance to fuck that big dick."

An unintelligible noise escaped Ben's lips as he accepted Rose's hand, shakily rising to his feet. He followed behind her, his massive erection waving side to side with every long-limbed step he took. From the couch, Rey watched, entranced by the two beautiful bodies approaching her.

She was on cloud nine. Rose, her dearest friend, all soft skin and smooth curves, next to Ben, asshole extraordinaire, but built like a brick shithouse with thick muscles and a dick to die for.

Rey probably didn't deserve this. Not really.

Which meant she was going to take advantage of every last second of it, no matter how long or short it lasted.

Rose let go of Ben's hand and pressed a kiss to Rey's lips, her eyes lighting up with mischief. She settled beside the girl, resting her hand on Rey's thigh, before glancing back to Ben.

"Go on," Rose prompted, her eyes meeting Ben's dark gaze, "Fuck her. Split her in two with that big dick."

Thinking back, Rey wasn't sure what was hotter—the uncharacteristically lewd words escaping Rose's lips, or the positively feral way Ben's lips quirked, and eyes widened as he slid between her open her legs.

Rey had only a moment to register the tension of her legs being pushed apart by his wide hips before his cock pressed against her, the fat head flicking against her engorged clit. She let out a cry, glancing over to meet Rose's glassy eyes, before she felt Ben push forward.

The stretch was exquisite. Nothing, and she meant nothing, could have prepared her for the practically inhumane size of his cock. No man, woman, or toy had ever created something even remotely close to the sensation she was currently feeling in her weeping cunt.

His length was thick, long, and deliciously hot as he fucked into her, Ben clearly just as high on the feelings as she was. His fingers dug into her spread thighs, his short nails pinching her skin from the strain of his hold.

"Fuck, oh my god—" Rey cried, throwing her head back as he continued his fast pace, "This is fucking unreal."

From beside her, Rose laughed and pressed a kiss to her lips, her hand snaking between Rey's legs to rub at where Ben fucked into her. With every press of Rose's delicate finger onto her clit, and Ben's moving cock, she thought she could die happy.

Until she realized that she could be doing so much more.

"Rose!" She moaned out, reaching over to grab at the girl's hand, "Sit on my face. Please."

From between her legs, Rey glance over at Ben, his once blissed out face replaced with something darker. Apparently, her request did something for him, especially if his increase in pace meant anything. And with Rose's fingers gone, Ben's replaced the space they left, expertly pressing into Rey's clit.

Rose only needed a moment to process Rey's request before turning over, using her flexibility to lower herself on Rey's face. She moaned the moment her wet flesh finally received the attention it deserved, Rey not wasting any time before lapping hungrily at the other girl's cunt.

At that point, sensation took over for Rey. With Rose hovering over her face, she couldn't use her eyes. She couldn't see Ben fuck into her. She couldn't see the dim light of the room, or their clothes abandoned on their living room rug, or the empty bottle of wine they shared.

She could only act and feel and hear. She could feel Ben's big cock fucking into her, every thrust hitting a once mythical place inside of her with expert movements. She could feel Rose rocking her hips into her face, her wet cunt rubbing against Rey's tongue and nose with every movement. She could feel one soft, small hand caressing her breast, while another knotted inside in her loose hair. Her other breast, however, was being attacked by a hand twice the size of the other, this one tweaking and pinching at her nipple.

The feeling was incredible—so too was the acting, although all she could do was lick and suck at Rose's cunt and move her hips in rhythm with Ben's hips—but her favorite were the sounds.

Gods, were they beautiful.

There was the squelch of Rey's tongue and fingers playing with Rose's wet pussy. There were the soft pants and squeals Rose emitted whenever Rey focused on her clit or added another finger. There was the lewd slapping sound of Ben's hips against her ass, the movements a cacophony of noises from their brutal fucking. There were his groans—and moans—and growls that permeated in the air.

Rey thought she heard kissing too.

With the pleasure she was currently experiencing, there was no room for jealousy. Rose could kiss Ben all she wanted. In fact, it only got Rey even hotter in that moment.

She could feel her own orgasm rushing towards her as Rose began to shake above her, two tan thighs tightening against the sides of her face. Rey didn't let up, continuing to lick and suck and fuck her with both her fingers and her tongue until Rose fell apart.

In moments, she did, letting out a cry as she rolled off of Rey, her chest heaving from the effort of riding her friend's face. Then, instead of laying on her side in a post orgasmic haze, she pressed her lips to Rey's and began to play with her friends chest.

"It's time to cum, Rey," Rose begged, pressing frantic kisses down her face and to her chest, "Cum on his big dick. Please. You need it."

Rey glanced at Ben, her eyes nearly rolling back at his devastated appearance. His hair was a mess, his pupils were so dilated they were nearly black, and his lips were red from surely a mixture of kisses and biting on his own accord. His nostrils expanded to massive proportions as he exhaled shakily, his movements getting sloppy as he surely neared his own peak.

To her surprise—and delight—Ben surged forward, capturing her lips in a rather brutal kiss. And maybe it was that, or the way he continued to fuck into her with reckless abandon, or the way Rose fondled and suckled at her breasts, but she saw stars.

She screamed and shook as the best orgasm of her life rattled through her, sending pleasure through ever crevice of her body, all the way down to her toes. And as she shook, incoherent words blubbering from her mouth, she felt Ben tense against her, a cry escaping his lips and ghosting across her own.

The feeling of his hot spend filling her up was just the cherry on top of the best sexual experience of her life. Ben panted against her mouth as the tremors slowed, his soft groans still filtering through the air. After a moment of hovering over her, his cock softening inside of her, he pulled out and threw himself beside her, effectively sandwiching Rey between himself and Rose.

For nearly a full minute, the three laid there in silence, only the soft sound of them catching their breath audible. That changed when Rey finally spoke up, her eyesight hazy as she stared at the ceiling of her living room.

"Bloody hell that was something," She practically slurred out, barely conscious after the exquisite pleasure she experienced only moments before, "I don't know what to say."

From beside her, Rose giggled, curling into her friend with a grin. "I do. Thank you. That helped a lot." She paused, her cheeks flushing a darker pink as she thought, before continuing, "I can say with full certainty that I'm definitely also into women."

Rey laughed and kissed her friend gently, her smile wide. "Well, I'm glad I could help."

"I'm also definitely into women," Ben rumbled, drawing the attention of both Rey and Rose, "and you both are fucking something."

Rey snorted and brushed some hair out of his face, her lips curving into a smile. "We are? You bloody whipped it out and started wanking in the living room!"

Ben didn't look embarrassed. He merely shrugged and wrapped an arm around her, the other hand resting on the exposed skin of her stomach. "You said I could watch. I would have self-destructed if I couldn't touch myself watching that."

Rose rested her chin on Rey's shoulder and smirked at Ben. "She's been looking for an excuse to fuck you for ages."

"Oh?" Ben began, looking at Rey with a grin, "Is that so?"

"Definitely. She thinks you're an asshole, but also a hot asshole," Rose explained, ever cheerful.

Rey scoffed and glanced between her best friend and Ben, unbelieving of where the conversation was heading. "Rose!" She squeaked, swatting at her friend's thigh, "Come on!"

But Rose rolled her eyes. "You already fucked. You might as well embrace it now."

Her words made Ben smile. "I'd agree," He explained, forcing Rey to turn away from her mischievous friend to face him, "I say we call a truce."

"Please!" Rey snorted, "As if we could go a day without fighting."

Ben smirked. "We don't have to not fight. We can just…have that fighting end in other ways. No more broken dishes and slamming doors."

Well, part of her wanted to chastise him for being presumptuous, but the other part of her, the horny little devil that stood on her shoulder, knew he was right. They could still fight.

Those fights would just lead to hot sex instead of passive aggressive notes.

"Alright," Rey began, watching Ben with flushed cheeks and hooded eyes, "That I can do."

He just grinned and kissed her softly. "I can't wait until our next fight."

The trio relaxed in the silence for a few minutes, letting the after-sex glow consume them. It only ended when Rey decided if Rose could meddle, then she could too.

"So, if you've decided that you are bi, will you ask out Jannah?" Rey asked, turning to glance at her friend with a smirk.

Rose squeaked and bit her lip, suddenly embarrassed. But as she opened her mouth to speak, she was interrupted by Ben's deep voice.

"Jannah Calrissian?" Ben asked, watching Rose curiously.

She nodded dumbly. "Uh…Yeah."

He hummed and leaned back into the couch. "I figured. Not too many Jannahs around." He paused, considering his words, "She's my god sister. Well, I don't know if that's a real thing actually. But her father is my god father and my dad is her god father."

Rose stared at him, shocked by the connection. "Oh, wow. She's in my yoga class. She's nice."

"What she's not volunteering is she's totally into her!" Rey piped in helpfully, grinning as she glanced between the pair, "She said she'd be interested in dating Jannah."

Her friend sighed and shook her head. "Rey, I don't even know if she's single. Or into girls."

"She is." Ben supplied, staring at Rey's tits instead of looking at Rose. "She's single. And I don't know what she considers herself, but she had a couple of girlfriends back in college."

Rey smirked. "So, what you're saying is we should go on a double date?"

Ben nodded slowly, a small smile growing on his lips. "Yeah, I think that sounds like a plan."

And even though Rose put up a fight, she was smiling too.

The End