It didn’t take long for Angela to figure out what was happening. Her eyes moved from Alex’s cock, still throbbing as I cupped his balls, to both of her faces. For a moment we were all frozen like that, staring like that, the tension mounting, and then Angela burst out laughing.

“You guys!” she said through her giggles. “I can’t believe you.” She leaned back on her hands, the sheer fabric of her top slipping further down one shoulder, teasingly exposing even more of her skin. She tilted her head, mischief dancing in her gaze as she paused. “Well, don’t let me stop you! ”

Gently, playful, I began to massage Alex’s balls again, slowly, rolling them through my fingers.

Without breaking eye contact, Angela leaned in, her lips dangerously close to the tip of Alex’s penis. “You two looked like you were having a lot of fun…maybe I can help a little?”

“I think Alex would like that, wouldn’t you Alex?”

Alex looked as if he might explode, his body trembling, his cock bouncing up and down as his muscle twitched in the same pre-orgasm state I’d been holding him in forever. He was needy and desperate, exactly how I wanted him.

“Enjoying the view, Alex?” Angela teased, her voice low, almost a purr, her lips plump and red and juicy, only inches–no, centimetres–from the tip of his throbbing cock. Alex made a strangled noise in this throat.

“Maybe you should give it a little kiss?” I said to Angela, our eyes meeting, her soft face and blue eyes looking extra beautiful behind Alex’s urgent cock. “Just on the tip…”

Angela licked her lips and looked back at Alex. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you Alex?”

Alex was beyond words now.

“Kiss it,” I whispered again, hearing the need in my own voice, my pussy still aching from all the teasing. “Just one nice big wet sloppy kiss. No one needs to know. Alex can keep the secret, can’t you, Alex?”

Angela gave me a sly smile, her eyes never leaving Alex's. She moved in closer, slowly, teasingly, as if savoring the moment. She paused for the briefest second, her lips barely brushing the tip of his cock. Alex’s entire body tensed, his breath stopping, and I felt his balls contract as his body finally prepared for release.

Angela let out a low, teasing laugh, pulling back just enough to leave him wanting. "Hmm, I’m not sure if I should..." she murmured, her eyes flicking up to mine. "Maybe it would help if you asked really nicely, Alex?”

Alex, red-faced and trembling, managed a ragged, "Please... please, Angela..." His voice was barely more than a whisper, but the desperation in it was unmistakable. His eyes were wide, pleading, his chest rising and falling in uneven gasps.

"Aww, poor thing," Angela cooed, letting her lips part just a little more, her tongue darting out to wet them. She leaned in again, letting her tongue flick across the tip, just once, before pulling away again, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Is that what you wanted, Alex?"

He let out a strangled moan, his hips twitching upwards involuntarily, as if trying to chase her teasing mouth. His need was palpable, his cock throbbing against the cool night air, the tension between us almost unbearable. I had never seen Angela like this before–I had no idea she had it in her, but seeing her tease a desperate twitching cock like this made me want to gently grind my pussy against her tongue. Fuck. She was even more of a tease than I was.

"Oh, look at him, Sarah," Angela said, bringing me back to the moment, her voice dripping with amusement, her gaze shifting back to me. "He's so worked up... do you think we should make him wait a little longer?"

I smirked, my hand tightening ever so slightly around Alex's balls, making him suck in a sharp breath. "I don't know..." I said, my voice low and sultry. "He does look like he's about to lose it. It would probably only take the smallest touch…” I looked at Angela, raising an eyebrow. "What do you think?”

Angela seemed to consider this for a moment, her finger tapping against her lips. Then, with a wicked grin, she looked back down at Alex. "Hmm... I think he needs to work for it," she said, her tone playful. "Don't you, Alex? You want this, don't you?"

Alex nodded furiously, his eyes flicking between the two of us, his face flushed with need. "Yes...please...I'll do anything..." he groaned, his voice thick with desperation.

Angela and I exchanged a glance, a silent agreement passing between us. I let my fingers slide up his shaft, finally giving his cock the tiniest amount of attention before letting go completely, leaving him exposed to the cool air. He let out a whimper, his hips lifting slightly, his need for contact overwhelming.

"You heard him, Ange," I said, my voice dripping with false sympathy. "He'll do anything. So maybe we should see just how badly he wants it."

Angela grinned, her eyes narrowing as she looked down at Alex. "Oh, I think I have an idea," she said, her voice soft but filled with promise. She leaned in closer to Alex, her fingers trailing slowly down his chest. "But you have to be a good boy, Alex. And you have to stay quiet. Think you can do that?"

Alex nodded again, his breath coming in short gasps, his entire body tense with anticipation.

"Good," Angela whispered, her lips brushing against his earlobe.

"Because if you make a sound...we'll stop. And you'll have to watch us instead."