Caught my girlfriend fucking my housemate and I used her like a toy after - Update 1

So it's been a few weeks since I posted about catching my girlfriend and housemate fucking. There's been some developments, I've just been waiting for things to settle before writing it up so I don't miss anything important.

A couple days after I first overheard them, when Ben and Molly were both at work but I was home, I plugged a webcam into the back of his PC. I connected up some remote access software, and waited a few days to see if he'd comment. By the weekend, he hadn't said anything and I could still access it.

From then on, anytime Molly would go silent or they'd both go quiet on messenger when I was our, I'd check the webcam. Most of the time it seems she'd just fallen asleep, or they'd just be chatting, but there were two times I saw them.

Molly on her knees in doggy style, Ben gripping her hips and hammering into her. I'd hear the slap of skin through the feed and Molly's moans. I'd record some of it, then act like nothing happened when I got home.

However, 2 weeks after my initial discovering, things came out.

It was a Friday night / Saturday morning, like 2am. I was pretty far into my drinks and I could feel that sleep was just around the corner. Molly had probably drunk more than me, Ben had drunk the most. I got up and sort of wandered around aimlessly, I grabbed some water and sipped it, and meandered off to bed.

I never closed the door. I just laid down in the dark bedroom, felt the world tilt around me, and tried to sleep. I was expecting the two of them to be off to bed soon too.

But a fairly loud conversation suddenly went quiet, and they disappeared onto the balcony. They were trying to not wake me I guess, but changing from loudly chatting to whispering and going out onto the balcony for more ‘privacy’ just made me suspicious.

So I got up and pushed my door as closed as it could be while leaving a gap, and I sat down. For maybe twenty minutes I waited, they talked, and I felt anxious. Then the balcony door opened, they came inside, and went to Ben's room.

They shut the door, but it didn't shut. It bounced off the latch, and they didn't shut it again. So when they fell onto his bed, and I heard the sound of kissing and clothes shifting, I moved to my bedroom door and took out my phone.

I was able to listen, and watch, the entire thing. I saw the way Ben would tease Molly, kissing her neck and groping her breasts. I saw Molly reach over to grab and squeeze Ben's cock through his pants.

Ben pulled off Molly's clothes and left her bare. He made Molly undo his pants and pull them down. His cock was hard, and Molly wasted no time putting her lips around his meat. She sucked, bobbing her head; I heard the slurping and moaning clear as day.

Then I heard Ben order Molly to lay down on her stomach. He straddled her legs and started fucking her. For five minutes they fucked, Molly moaning into the bed trying to stay quiet. The bed squeaking and banging into the wall. Ben spanked her, and it cracked so loud that I jumped.

Then he grunted, and came inside her. She seemed to love it, moaning and sighing into the bed.

Then I made my move.

I left the bedroom and stood in their doorway. I saw it all. Ben climbing off Molly, still hard. Both of them sweaty. Ben saw me first and froze. Then Molly saw me.

I won't go into details on this. It was a lengthy and emotional conversation, but I will give you the cliff notes.

Early December, Ben got dumped and he was sad. I was at work doing overtime, a 13 hour shift, and wouldn't get back for another hour with traffic after finishing work.

Molly and Ben drank and talked. Ben admitted to being attracted to Molly since he'd met her. She flirted. He flirted back. He touched her neck, and she said she touched his dick. They quickly ran to his room and fucked. They both regretted it before I'd even gotten home.

But they'd already broken the seal, so next time I was away for a while, they fucked.

They both admitted to not wanting to hurt me and that it was supposed to be innocent fun.

I told them, if they'd asked, I'd have let them do whatever. They felt pretty guilty about that.

The night was pretty depressing for them and kind of bitter for me. Until we'd all had some drinks, and I made a suggestion.

“What if you become free use?”

I suggested that if Molly really wanted to get fucked by both of us, she can do that. With one caveat. I get priority.

Despite the affair happening for 2 or more months, I never noticed Molly pulling away. We hung out just as often, she felt just as loving, I think our sex life got even more active. If I'd never overheard them, I'd have never suspected.

To my surprise, she agreed after only a minute of thinking. I asked why she agreed, and the way she explained it was-

“You two fuck differently. He's rough, you're passionate and loving, and I want both.”

Can't argue with that. We all went to bed. Things were sort of awkward for them for the next day, but that passed quickly.

Cut to the last two weeks, and things have certainly been interesting. I'll be at work and get a text from Molly saying Ben fucked her on the couch, and maybe a photo.

I'll get home and see Molly in the kitchen, and I'll push her into the counter, yank down her shorts, and fuck her against the kitchen counter. Or I'll find her in the shower and join her. She'll get bent overall and railed, filled with cum, then we finish the shower together.

I came home once to find Molly in Ben’s bed, on her back, legs pushed back, being hammered into. I watched, Ben didn't stop, and as he got close he pulled out to jerk off onto her tits and face; which she took a photo of for me.

A few nights ago I was watching a movie with Ben when Molly got home from her friends. She saw us, came over, and stood in front of me. She pulled up her shirt, groped her tits, and just smiled.

I could see Ben was staring, and I was a bit caught off guard. So when she knelt down and helped me out of my pants, I caught on to where she was going. There on the couch, she dropped her pants and straddled me. She was wet enough to immediately sink down onto my cock.

She leaned over, bracing against me. I grabbed her waist, planted my feet, and started thrusting up into her. The couch shook, and Molly moaned into my shoulder. I felt her hands dig into my skin, then her right hand left my skin. I spanked her and she jumped, so I spanked her again.

She reached over and grabbed Ben’s cock, he'd started jerking off when we started fucking. I kept going, feeling Molly clench around me. Her hand stroked Ben, and she started to bite my neck. I was getting close already, but I wanted to shift.

I hooked my hands under hands under her thighs and stood up, I turned and basically dumped her onto the couch. I spread her legs, knelt down, and pushed back inside her.

She almost squealed and shivered. Bracing on the couch I hammered into her. She reached back over to Ben who was kneeling on the couch beside her and kept stroking him.

We fucked, she stroked Ben, we were all breathing hard and moaning. Then I heard Ben grunt, and Molly leaned over. She took the head of his cock between her lips and milked his orgasm into her mouth. I saw his cock twitch, Molly swallowed, and pulled away licking her lips.

That pushed me over the edge. I plunged deep, and came inside her right there. I pushed a few more times, emptying myself inside her, and pulled out.

She was sweaty, red faced, lips wet, dripping cum. And she looked satisfied. I was happy. Ben was happy.

Molly and I showered together, Ben showered alone. All in all, it's been a fun change to the living arrangement.