My Friend 5: Waking Up to a Morning Threesome with Jane and Her Husband

I’d barely slept after the wild night we’d all had. The heat of it lingered in my body, and the guest bed felt too warm and too empty. Still half-dreaming, I woke up before sunrise, deciding to sneak to the bathroom for some relief — my pussy still achingly tender from the previous evening.

I tiptoed into the hallway, hoping not to disturb Jane or her husband. The house was quiet, dawn light creeping in through the curtains. Once in the bathroom, I locked the door and splashed water on my face, trying to shake off the thick haze of leftover lust. My thighs still carried the faint, sticky evidence of our last rounds, and I shivered, recalling how he’d filled me with his cum more than once.

Suddenly, the doorknob rattled. My heart kicked up a notch. Someone’s awake. I opened it just a crack, only to see her husband standing there, disheveled, eyes dark with need. There was no question what he wanted: the memory of last night clung to us both, an unspoken invitation. I let him in, shutting the door behind him, our eyes locked in a heated stare.

He pressed me against the bathroom sink. Neither of us spoke. He just hiked up the oversized T-shirt I’d slept in, revealing I had nothing on underneath. My nipples stiffened in the cold morning air, and I let out a small gasp when he…