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A Night With Friends

By: IrishRose1215



"Hello?"

I heard the familiar voice of my best friend come to me over the phone lines, and I smiled as I addressed her.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Oh hi, Jess, not much, just sitting around."

"Oh yeah? You doing anything tonight?"

"No."

"Do you wanna do something tonight?"

"Bitch, what do you think?"

We both laughed. 

"Meeting that guy, you know, I've showed you his pic. He's in town."

Bri'Anda's voice went from her normal, I'm-just-sitting-here-and-really-hating-it voice, to one that sounded very interested in what I was saying.

"Really? The guy, with the big..."

She giggled and didn't finish her sentence. I laughed again.

"Yeah, Theron." 

"Where're you meeting him at?"

"Where do you think?"

"Joshua's?"

"Yeah, hell, I figured I talked about it so much that it was only right if he actually saw the place."

"What time you meeting him?"

"Ten."

"Nobody'll be there by then."

"I know but that'll give us a chance to see each other in person before Mike starts the music and no one can hear."

"Can I get ready at your house?"

"Yeah, sure, come on over."

"Okay, be there shortly. Bye."

"Bye."

I laughed again as I hung up the phone, she sounded so excited, and I bet she was jumping around the house, finding her keys and purse. I also knew that even though it was only eight, she'd be here in fifteen minutes. I sat back down on the couch, lit a cigarette, and waited. 

I was right she was there in fifteen minutes flat. She burst through the door, making my golden retriever run to her, and become just as excited as she was. I shook my head, I expected her to do just that. Bri'Anda was a highly excited person, always moving, jumping, and flaying about. She could never sit still in the many years that I had known her, and she was always ready to get up and go somewhere, as long as she didn't have to sit in the house. I laughed before I began to talk to her. 

"Bitch, sit down! Relax, damn it's only eight!" 

"Why I gotta be your bitch, I thought you were always my bitch."

She winked as I stared her down.

"You know that ain't right. You want something to drink?"

"I know, but I thought that I could at least try. Yeah, what you got? Any coffee? I'm nervous, and it always calms my nervous."

She knew I had coffee; I always have it freshly made. I got up and got her cup, doctoring it up just how she liked it. I came back and handed her the cup. She smiled, sighed, and took a sip, trying to get herself to calm down. She looked at me again, and smiled.

"So, tell me more about this guy."

I looked at her annoyed. I hated talking about people, and I wished she'd just wait to meet him. Then she could ask the onslaught of questions I was about to be hit with.

"His name is Theron and he's from Texas." 

"Well, I knew that! Tell me more!"

"Like what?"

"How old is he?" 

"In his 40's."

She smiled broadly, and bounced in her seat.

"Oh yes! Some one who knows what he's fuckin' doing!" 

I laughed at her. Bri is a year younger than me, 24, and through our years of knowing each other, I knew she'd love the fact that Theron was older. She'd always had a thing for older men, but then again, so do I. 

"What else?"

Her voice was getting louder in her excitement, and I pressed my fingers to my lips to make her quiet down.

"Like what? Why don't you just wait, you'll see him in a couple of hours."

"I know but I want to be prepared. What does he look like? Ever seen a picture of him, that wasn't his cock?"

"Yeah, a long time ago, but I lost it."

"So?"

"He's tall, well built, brown hair, brown eyes. I stared at his pic for like twenty minutes."

"Did it make you wet?"

"Of course, the guy is gorgeous."

"Well your description sucks."

"Maybe so, but you'll see him soon!"

"C'mon tell me more!"

"His lips are thin; his eyebrows are shaped real well, and give his eyes a kind of stern look. He has a set jaw line, and goddamn it, he's just fuckin' gorgeous, you'll see him!"

"Okay fine! Wanna get ready?"

"It's only eight-thirty."

"So."

I shook my head, and got up, holding my hand out to her and helping her off the chair. We went into my bedroom, and began to rummage through my closet. Bri had brought a big duffle bag with her own clothes in it, but we both knew she'd wear something of mine and not even look at the clothes she'd brought. I settled on one of my favorite outfits, a black soft leather tank top with a purple dragon setting in the middle of the chest and a soft leather black mini to go with it, along with my thigh spiked heeled boots. Bri, just a little more conservative than I, choose a bright red tee-shirt with the words, "Bad Girl" written in silver across the chest, a mini jean skirt, and a pair of silver lace up sandals. We laid the clothes on the bed and went into the bathroom. 

I turned on the shower, and stepped in, a couple of seconds later Bri followed. When we went out, we always showered together to save time. No, we did not do anything with each other, Bri and I have never had sex, though, I've dreamed and hoped that one day it would happen, and I know she's done the same. Bri has this thing about us being friends, she's told me that, though, she's spent many times fucking herself to the thought of me licking her pussy, and she'd never really do it, because it might screw up our long friendship. I respect Bri, and so I've never pushed the issue. 

We stepped out of the shower, dried ourselves off, and stood before the mirror. Bri stands seven inches taller than me, and so she had no problems seeing over my head. As I looked in the mirror, trying to figure out just what I was going to do to my hair, I felt and saw Bri's hand move over my shoulder and grab my breast, which only heightened the feelings I was having from seeing her wet and naked. 

"Look at these! I wish I had boobs like you."

She always compared my breasts to hers, mine were bigger but not by much, me being in a D cup and her in a C. I smacked at her hand and laughed.

"Stop it. C'mon!"

She didn't stop, but placed her other hand on my other tit, and began to knead them, smiling and giggling as she did so. I decided the best thing to do was ignore her, I ignored her a lot, since if I didn't I'd probably pounce on her. But, I couldn't really ignore it either, I could see her in the mirror, and I could see her big green eyes growing dark with desire. She still smiled, her full lips softly curving up, both cheeks dimpled. Her long brown hair lay in clumps around her, not brushed yet, and her olive colored skin lying against my fair skin, I had to do something. I turned quickly, and grabbed her tits, squeezing them roughly and smiling up at her.

"Do you like it? Hmmm? Do you?"

She laughed and pushed me away.

"Yeah, I do." 

"Shut-up, C'mon lets go get dressed."

With our clothes back on, we re-enter the bathroom. Bri grabbed a brush and began to brush out my hair that had already begun to dry. She gently sent the comb through my shoulder length red hair, before grabbing the hair dry. After my hair was finished she did her own. All she ever does to it is brush it out and put a clip in it. I looked at her.

"You should wear it down for once."

"It's too long."

"But it's so pretty." 

Her hair reaches her butt, and is thick with natural waves. 

"I know, but it's too hot. I'm getting it cut next week." 

I nodded, I always hate when she cut her hair, but she and I both cut our hair for good intentions, letting our hair grow long over the winter and then cutting it short to donate the hair to children with cancer. We finished getting ready, and by the time we're done we had twenty minutes to get up there, just enough time. 

We hopped in my car, and were on our way. As we veered onto the highway Bri looked at me.

"You gonna fuck him?"

"Hell yeah! You gonna help me?"

She giggled. 

"I think I might."

"You will. You know that's why you came."

I winked at her and she laughed loudly.

"Yeah okay, I know."

As mentioned Bri and I have never had sex, but that doesn't stop us from having sex with other people together. 

We pulled up into the parking lot. Joshua's sits inside a hotel, and I knew Theron had a room there, and I hoped that he was already downstairs in the club. We walked in, not having to pay the cover, we know the doorman, and he always lets us in free. I had told Theron that he should sit in the chairs that over look the dance floor, and as Bri and I turned our heads that way, we saw a male figure sitting there. His front was turned away from us, and though there were only a handful of other people in the bar at the moment, we both hoped that it was him. We walked up, and I tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around slowly, and looked at me. 

"Theron?"

"Yes."

"Hi, I'm Jessi."

I winked and smiled at him, my smile growing larger as his lips formed their own. I pointed to Bri.

"Hope you don't mind, I brought a friend, this is Bri'Anda." 

I watched happily as his eyes lit up. I had spoken of Bri to him, he knew all of mine and her adventures together, and he was happy to see her. She stuck out her hand, and he shook it, moving his eyes back and forth from me to Bri. 

"Bri, this is Theron." 

She gave a nod of her head, and let go of his hand. She smiled, and I could see a slight blush on her cheeks. She looked at me. 

"Ummmm...well...okay, I'm going to go get us some drinks."

She patted me on the shoulder and walked down the stairs to the bar. I watched after her, I've always felt protective over her, and I watch her constantly to make sure no one is messing with her. She was fine, so I sat down. 

"Is it okay that I brought my friend?"

Theron looked a little flustered. I hadn't told him that Bri was coming. 

"Oh no, I think that it's just fine." 

"Okay, great. It was a spur of the moment thing. I thought that since I'd talked so much about her that you should meet her." 

"I'm pleased to have." 

He gave me a wink this time, and I giggled. Bri came back from the bar, and left again, as is her custom when we first get to Joshua's. She was seeking out Mike, the DJ, to make sure that he played good songs tonight, since me and her were there. He'd play only the songs we liked all night. She came back and sat on the other side of Theron. This too was something Bri and I did all the time, we'd sandwich the guy that was with us so that we could torment him, and soon we began. 

Whenever Bri wanted to speak to me, or I to her, we would lean forward, me hooking my boots on to the bottom of the barstool, and she to hers. She would press herself against the back of Theron, while I pressed against the front, my tits fallen in his face, and my ass stuck in the air. Theron smiled as we did this, and would turn his head from me to Bri. After we had a few drinks in us, my hand started to find his inner thigh when I had to bend to hear Bri, and that hand would move slightly up as I spoke to her, and I would moved my body so that my ample breasts shook in the face of our male friend. Theron at first said nothing about it, but after awhile he laughed, and shook his head.

"Okay ladies, I see what you're doing!" 

Bri looked at him and bent down to his ear. I couldn't hear her but I could read her lips.

"And do you like it, Theron?" 

He turned facing her completely. 

"Very much." 

She looked at me, and we smiled at each other. We didn't play our game for a while after that, the music started, and Bri drug me to the dance floor. Theron stayed seated and watched as Bri and I danced with each other, moving in time, rubbing our bodies against one another's, and looking up at Theron every now and again. The next song came and Bri kept me on the dance floor, coming up behind me, grinding her hips on my ass, and moving her hands to my hips. I looked up at her and smiled as she bent down to kiss me, nothing unusual there we kiss all the time. We both looked up at Theron, who smiled and sipped his beer. Bri's hand moved down, and though she never went over as much as I would have liked her to, she played with my inner thigh. The song ended and we went back to our seats. Theron smiled as we neared him.

"Nice."

We both said thank you at the same time. Bri sat in my seat and I sat down on her lap. We took long drinks of our beverages and looked back at Theron. I moved my head to Bri's shoulder and whispered. 

"Should we keep teasing, Bri? Or should we give him more?"

She laughed and whispered back. "I'm your bitch remember. You decide." 

Theron smiled at us. 

"What you ladies whispering about?"

I smiled back. 
"Just how we'd both like to suck your cock right now." 

Bri laughed. 

"Really?" 

"Yep. Do you have a room here?"

"Yeah."

"May we go to it?"

"If you'd like." 

I hopped down from Bri, and we held hands as we led the way into the lobby of the hotel. Theron took over the lead and got us into the room. We stood in the center of it. I smiled at Bri, and then looked straight at Theron as I addressed her. 

"Bri'Anda! Since you've told me that you are my bitch, I want my bitch to get on her knees and begin to suck Theron's cock!" 

She didn't protest Bri usually did what was told of her. She got down on her knees, and crawled to Theron, making both him and I smile as we watched her move across the floor. She came up on her knees, and deftly freed his cock, looking up at him the entire time. I made myself comfortable on the chair, and watched Bri go to work. She took his cock in her hands and licked it slowly, coaxing it to a full erection before taking the head of it into her mouth. She moaned loudly, as she wrapped her hands around the rest of his cock, and began to stroke and suck him. Theron's hand came down into her hair, and he pulled the clip away, making her long tresses fall around her. He grabbed a handful of it and pulled her lips from him. He rubbed her face against his cock using her hair to do so. I smiled, but saw the distress in Bri's eyes. She wasn't use to this. 

I slipped from my chair and came to her, kissing her cheek and neck as Theron moved his cock around her lips. 

"Relax Baby, take his cock. Feel it, feels nice doesn't it?"

She nodded her head. "Yeah, it's okay." 

I looked up at Theron and smiled at him, but never told him to take it easier on her. I grabbed his cock in my hand, and stroked it, causing an approving sound from him.

"Suck it Bri. Suck Theron's big cock!" 

She took it into her mouth, smiling again, and began to suck him as I stroked the shaft. 

"Are you relaxed now?"

She nodded.

"Good, I'm going to let him do whatever he wants to you, so you need to be a good girl, okay?" 

She looked a little frightened but nodded her head again. 

"Okay, he won't hurt you, I promise. Will you Theron?"

"No."

"See, he's just going to make you feel real good." 

She moaned, and I pressed my other hand against Theron's, making her mouth slip further onto his cock. 

"That's a good Baby, now I'm handing it back over to Theron, Bri."

She moaned, and I moved back in the chair. Theron shrugged his shoulders at me, but I waved my hand to dismiss whatever thought he had. Bri'Anda's hands had gone back to his cock, and I could see that she was much more relaxed now. She sucked him for a long time before pulling his cock out and looking up at him.

"Your cock is so big! I was scared for a minute sorry." 

"No need to be scared Darlin'" 

I smiled and nodded my head at the way Theron spoke to her, but soon his features changed, and a stern look came in his eye. 

"But I'll tell you what. Just sucking my cock isn't good enough. You gotta be a real slut." 

Bri'Anda laughed and looked at me, before turning her attention back to Theron. Her voice changed, dropping down a few octaves. "Don't worry Darlin' I am a big slut." 

I laughed, and she winked at me. 

Theron grabbed his cock from Bri, and slapped it across her face. She moaned and looked up at him. 

"Again! C'mon do it again, I love that!" 

He slapped her again with his cock, making a louder moan come from her. He let go and grabbed both sides of her head, shoving his cock into her mouth and down her throat. She gagged on it, and her hand flew to her throat. He pumped into her, hard and fast, and soon she stopped choking. He let her go, and took his cock from her mouth. 

"My God! That's a big fuckin' cock! And it felt damn good down my throat!"

"Is your pussy wet Bri?"

Bri smiled up at Theron as he asked the question.

"Of course it is." 

He looked over at me.

"Jessi, I want you to come and check."

Bri tried to protest, but it only got her cock-slapped again. 

"We don't do that Theron, I've told you that." 

He looked angrily at me, and moved towards me. He pulled me out of the chair and dropped me down by Bri. 

"I told you to fucking check now do it!" 

I looked at Bri, and shrugged my shoulders. I sent my hand up the skirt she wore, and rubbed her pussy lightly with my finger, which caused her to moan. I pulled my finger back out and held it up. 

"Yes, she's wet." 

"Good. C'mon ride my cock!" 

She got up and went to the bed, straddling Theron's legs. She grabbed him, and sent him into her pussy, moaning loudly as he filled her. He looked at me. 

"Make yourself useful." 

I smiled, and came onto the bed, happy to be a part of the action. As Bri began to grind her hips back and forth on his cock, I bent down and began to suck and lick at his nipples, causing a moan from him. Bri's moans chimed in, and she looked down at me.

"God, Jess, you gotta feel this cock! I don't think my pussy has ever been this fuckin' full before!" 

I smiled at her and went back to what I was doing. Bri was getting hotter by the minute, her soft moans had turned into loud screams as she rode Theron's cock, her grinding had turned to bouncing, and I decided that I was tired of not being able to touch her. I shot my hand down to her cunt, and began to rub her clit, causing louder moans. Her eyes shut for a minute and then she looked down at me.

"I'm gonna cum! Do you hear that Theron? I'm going to fuckin' cum all over your fat cock!" 

I was happy to hear that instead of her telling me to move. I continued, rubbing faster and harder as she began to scream.

"Fuck me! Fuck me Theron! Use that fucking cock! C'mon, make me cum!" 

I watched as Theron began to thrust his hips hard into her and smiled as I heard his voice.

"You cum all over this fucking cock bitch!"

Bri'Anda screamed so loud that I winced. Her hand came down to my fingers, and she began to help me move around her clit as she came. Her body almost collapsed when she began to come down from orgasm, but Theron placed his hand on her chest to hold her up. I moved and lay beside Theron, bringing my hand down on my pussy, as he turned Bri over onto her back. She smiled at me, and her eyes rolled back as Theron began to pound his cock deep into her pussy. She looked up at him.

"Just like that Sir, fuck that pussy! Fuck it hard! God, your cock is fucking amazing!"

She looked back over at me, and I smiled and winked at her.

"Is it good Bri?"

She laughed.

"Oh god, it's wonderful! It's so fucking big!"

I nodded my head, and she came closer, kissing me. I moaned into her mouth, her lips had always felt so good on mine. She broke the kiss and looked at me. "I really liked your hand on my pussy."

"Good, now pay attention!"

She looked back at Theron, who was looking down at the both of us. I smiled at him.

"C'mon Theron fuck her pussy! Make her cum again!" 

He thrust a couple of more times into her, but then pulled out, making both of us look at him in puzzlement. He sat back on his heels, and began to stroke his cock. 

"I want her ass." 


A Night with Friends



My girlfriend Shelley and I engage in every type of sex we can, every chance we get. Shelley is a knockout. She has curly blond hair down past her shoulders, blue eyes, and thanks to being an avid marathoner; she sports a shapely hourglass figure with measurements of 38-24-38. Whenever we’re together, I have trouble keeping my hands off of her. Luckily for me, Shelley is also a machine in bed. Thanks to her physical conditioning, we seldom fall asleep before sunrise. Not only that, but being in her early 30’s, she feels she needs to make up for time lost while in a long, but mostly sexless relationship. That means I have a girlfriend who’s very open to suggestion.

About once a month, a large group of us descend on a local dive-bar in our little Podunk town. The group usually ends up being at least a dozen people, sometimes as many as 20, and we pretty much take over the place. One of the couples we met up with was Kyleah and her boyfriend Dutch. His name wasn’t actually Dutch, but we called him that because he had moved here from Holland less than a year ago. Kyleah is one of the few women that can go breast for breast with Shelley. She’s a little fuller in the waist, but when you’ve got red hair and 38 inch guns, guys don’t seem to mind a couple of extra inches. Plus, Kyleah is a very sexual young lady. Shelley doesn’t know, but while the two of us were “on a break,” Kyleah and I spent a very sweaty passionate night together. While neither of us wants to risk our current relationships trying to relive that night, we’ve both agreed that if there were a way to do it without consequences we wouldn’t hesitate. Kyleah also has a history with Shelley. Whenever the two of them are out together, they end up doing body shots off of each other. Shelley says it’s about drinking, Kyleah admits it’s about licking another girl.

This night started out like any other; pretty soon the two of them were doing tequila shots off of each other, and drawing a crowd of guys as onlookers. After a few rounds, things took an unusual turn Kyleah asked Shelley if she could kiss her. To my surprise Shelley agreed. I knew from talking to Shelley that she had never kissed another girl, and usually got offended if I brought it up. She’d ask me why wasn’t she enough for me. I would, of course, try to change the subject immediately or I knew I’d spend the evening masturbating. So when Shelley accepted the offer, I was pleasantly surprised. I was standing directly behind Shelley with my hands on her hips when Kyleah leaned in for her kiss. I felt her body stiffen up at first, but then she relaxed and really got into it. Kyleah pressed up against Shelley and pushed her back into me. Of course, Shelley’s wasn’t the only body stiffening up, and when I felt her ass press against my crotch, I did the only thing I could do, I grinded against her. This caused a Shelley to moan and grind back against me. She also took one of her arms, and wrapped it against my hip to keep the pressure against her backside. With her other arm she reached around and grabbed the back of Kyleah’s neck. I don’t know how long this little make out session lasted, but I took full advantage. I was able to feel up two sets of breasts at the same time. I was a little surprised and disappointed that Dutch stayed off to the side and simply watched. I had heard that the Europeans were much more open to swinging, but maybe it wasn’t his thing.

The night went on, and the two of them kissed a couple of more times. Nothing as big of a production as the first, but enough to keep Kyleah’s juices flowing. “You are such a lucky man,” Kyleah told me.

“All you got to do was kiss her, you have no idea how lucky I am,” I replied

“I wouldn’t mind finding out.” She said with a wink in her voice.

“So what, are we going to have a foursome now?” Shelley blurted out in mixed company.

There was an uneasy silence until another friend of ours stepped in with a new pitcher of beer. As the night was drawing to an end, we made our way to the parking lot. We were all saying our goodbyes, when Shelley called to Kyleah, “What? No kiss goodbye?!?”

Kyleah marched over to Shelley, cradled her face in both hands, and planted a long slow kiss on my girlfriend. As they made out in the parking lot, I looked at Dutch and asked, “So what are you two doing from here?”

“Going home I guess.” He replied.

“Well, you’re more than welcome to stop by my place for a nightcap.”

The girls stopped kissing long enough for Kyleah to ask, “Who’s driving?”

Without hesitation we were all in my car. I was driving, and the three of them were in the backseat. Through my rearview, I saw that there was a lot of kissing, licking and groping going on back there. I had to roll the windows down to keep the windshield from fogging up. We pulled up to my apartment and things calmed down for a few minutes. The other three went upstairs to the bedroom, while I got a pitcher of ice-water to bring up. I figured when I got upstairs they’d be going at it full throttle, but instead they were just sitting there. I set the drink down and sat on the bed next to Shelley. Kyleah and Dutch were sitting together at the foot of the bed. After a couple of moments of uncomfortable silence, I got up and turned off the light. I returned to the bed where Shelley immediately leaned in and began groping and kissing me. From the sounds coming from behind me, the other two were doing the same. Shelley and I undressed each other, and she then pushed me back to go down on me. I closed my eyes to enjoy the nirvana I was about to reach. I could hear movement from the other two and looked down at the foot of the bed to see Kyleah, now naked, crawling onto the bed on all fours getting ready for Dutch to go to town doggie-style. I saw her body thrust towards me a couple of times as the bed shook with Dutch’s thrusts. I took one of my hands away from holding Shelley’s hair, and grabbed the back of Kyleah’s head. We kissed passionately. Shelley stopped giving me head, and began to climb on top of me. I released Kyleah’s head, feeling a little guilty, and focused on Shelley. As soon as she slid down my wet prick, I pumped into her for everything I had. With Kyleah’s mouth no longer kissing mine, and Shelley bouncing up and down on my shaft, the two ladies were soon both screaming in pleasure. Shelley’s always been a screamer, and Kyleah has what starts as a grunt and ends as a scream, almost like a tennis player when they’re serving.

Kyleah crawled up the bed towards me, but I could tell she wasn’t interested in me at that moment. I slid out of the way so that the two of them could lie down together on the bed. Pretty soon, Shelley and I had joined them in a mirror image. The two ladies were both on the inside. It wasn’t long before they were again making out and groping each other, while Dutch and I pleasured our respective partners from behind. Again, I took advantage of proximity, and felt up two pairs of breasts at the same time. Soon, Kyleah grabbed the back of my head and pulled it to her for a long passionate kiss. I pumped into Shelley and squeezed her tits as I made out with Kyleah. I don’t know what Dutch was doing behind her, but whatever it was, I could tell that Kyleah was enjoying it.

The two ladies eventually turned around to face their respective boyfriends. Pressing their backs against each other, Dutch and I had both ladies screaming until we finally blew our loads all over them. They got up to clean themselves off in the shower, while Dutch and I drank some water to rehydrate. After about 10 minutes we realized that they weren’t in the shower to get clean. We went in to join them, but because of the curtain we couldn’t tell who was who. I walked into the shower not thinking about it, and saw the soapy and wet back of Kyleah as she made out with Shelley. I was about to get out of the shower to correct the problem when Kyleah and Shelley broke their kiss and Kyleah leaned back into me, almost causing us to take a tumble. I slowly lowered both of us to the tub level while Dutch turned off the shower. I lay there in the tub, with my front to Kyleah’s back. Shelley then kneeled down and lay on top of Kyleah, sucking on her neck. Dutch was the last one on top of the pile. He carefully positioned himself, and slid his resurrected cock into my girlfriend from behind. Kyleah reached down and positioned my prick so that she could slide down onto it. I was at the bottom of the pile, but I didn’t mind. As Dutch thrust into Shelley, the two of us kissed, both smiling and satisfied. As Kyleah, arched her neck forward, I could feel her familiar kegel muscles milking my familiar cock. The four of us were in a state of erotic bliss, and it felt like home.



A Night with Friends



There was just the three of us that night. Jodie, my partner of a few years, sat silently on the lounge with her legs tucked tightly up under her small body. She was lost to the rest of the room engrossed in a well worn soft cover book. Her head and body were motionless but her blue eyes darted quickly across the pages hungrily devouring the words. Her long dark hair hung forward shadowing her face from the weak light. I noticed that her 'comfy' shorts had crept up to the top of her thighs revealing her nicely toned legs. I knew she was sexy but, strangely perhaps, she had never really lived what would be considered a very sexual life.

Gary, the other person in the room besides myself, had also noticed Jodie's shorts had ridden up to reveal her legs and was dumbly staring in that direction. He was a nice guy, there was no doubting that. Underneath his gruff exterior he was actually quite sensitive. Just the same, he didn't miss much when it came to sexualising women. Gary was the kind of 'nice guy' that pretty much everyone knows at some stage of their lives. He was quiet but assured, comfortable with who he was in a way that not everyone easily achieves. I always felt this confidence arose from a kind of naivety about the world. He just wasn't aware that others experienced the world differently to the way he did. 

In fact, Jodie and I didn't share much in common at all with Gary. To begin with he was quite a lot older than we were. This wasn't always a problem but we sometimes wanted different things out of our days. Gary liked to go camping while we liked the urbane inner-city lifestyle of art shows and theatre. Not a minor contributor to the differences was a result of him being a builder. He was blue collar while we were both university educated and building 'city' careers. 

Gary was the kind of guy that was forty going on twenty. Whenever I think of Gary, even today, I remember his handle bar moustache and his playful sense of humour. He kept his moustache long after everyone else had moved on. I always felt this moustache, this statement that I am going to be what and who I am, exemplified Gary's whole involvement in the world. On most people this commitment to 70's fashion would have been ridiculous but, with Gary, it was, well Gary. Indeed, in his easy going way, everything that Gary did suited Gary. He was one of the most authentic people we knew in what was at times our very inauthentic world.

"What are we going to do?" I asked finally growing bored with the extended silence.

Jodie adjusted her legs, swept her black hair back and returned to her book as though nothing had been said. Gary managed to remove his gaze from Jodie's legs and looked at me expecting me to answer my own question.

"It's just that I'm not going to sit in this dump and watch T.V. all night" I continued as though needing to justify my earlier question.

This was how we spent many of our nights together. Jodie would sit reading, looking up only occasionally, to roll her eyes and exhale maternally in response to some juvenile humour that Gary and I were exchanging. Gary would be slouched in our armchair, drinking his cans of beer that seemed to continuously breed in our fridge. Often he would have a deck of cards ordered in messy rows of various lengths splayed across the small coffee table. I, in turn, would sit in my armchair talking about something that had grabbed my attention over the day. Gary and Jodie would generally manage to respond enough to keep me interested but would not respond in a way that might give me cleavage to argue further. The night would drift in and out of conversation, conversation broken by laughter and silence. I'm not complaining. These were pleasant unassuming times, times I still look back on with fondness, but I wasn't going to have that kind of time again, not on this night.

"Let's have a game of cards at least," I suggested seeing the tattered box of thick well worn cards sitting on a shelf within easy reach of Gary's chair.

"That's sooo exciting," Jodie said, managing to lift her head briefly over her thick book only to quickly return apparently satisfied that her contribution to the conversation was complete.

"I'm in," Gary said over enthusiastically as he crushed the now empty aluminium can in his hand. For him to agree so readily indicated that he must have been as bored as I was, "What do we play?"

I got up and poured myself and Jodie a solid scotch. "What about our old favourite, twenty-one?" I suggested.

I passed Jodie her drink and she finished it in two open mouthed gulps. She then indicated with a wave of her now empty tumbler that she too would play.

"The book not working?" I asked surprised at her preparedness to join in.

"A women can't live by words alone," she replied, indicating to me that the few drinks that she had already finished were having an effect.

We moved in around the small coffee table playing cards with little enthusiasm but a lot of drinking. This, again, was nothing unusual. Jodie and I were in our early twenties and, like many at that age, alcohol pretty much fuelled all our social occasions no matter how loosely the description of 'social occasion' was being used. 

Gary was a pretty big drinker generally. He would drink twice as much as everyone else but somehow managed to at least appear sober. Gary was a big guy and this might explain his amazing drinking capacity. He stood at least 6'4" and was solid. I wouldn't think of him as being 'fat' but he was 'large'. Large is a term that may have been used to describe him in the not too distant past. His hands were huge and calloused as a result of his labours. His overall size hid just how tall he was, it was only when you stood next to him, or worse still, played a game of football against him, that his size really became evident. He never used his size like many 'big' men did. He didn't, for example, like towering over people or being the tough guy in the pub, he was just a big guy and Gary was comfortable with that. Gary was comfortable with most things.

By our third game of cards Jodie was getting pretty drunk. She was a small girl. Sometimes people would comment that she was too thin. They would recommend that she should eat more so as to put on some weight. These comments would always receive steely stairs in response. Jodie would complain angrily afterwards that it was none of their business what she ate or what her weight was. These men, and men it inevitably was that always passed comment, should look after their own bodies a little better before commenting on others. I always agreed that this was a fair comment. Fat, old, out of shape men commenting on women's bodies was invasive at least, while, at the same time, their comments were unfounded. It certainly wasn't a lack of eating that kept Jodie thin. She ate everything and anything she wanted. Other women would probably describe her as 'lucky' but I don't think Jodie thought in these terms. 

Her other attribute that some might consider 'lucky' was that she happened to be blessed with the nicest pair of breasts that I have ever seen. These breasts were so special that I used to think the rather ridiculous idea that I felt sorry for men who would never experience making love to someone with such nicely shaped breasts. They were firm and large but certainly not huge. I personally never liked the fake-looking jutting breasts that seem to be worshipped in porn magazines. Their breasts appear swollen, even brutalised, like collagen enlarged lips. Jodie's breasts, in contrast, hung down nicely under their own weight with upturned tips that were topped of with nicely shaped pink nipples. It might seem ridiculous to talk of breasts in these terms, almost religiously, but they were definitely special breasts. Because of her petite frame her breasts appeared even bigger than what they were. I must say that they really were beautiful. Perhaps not surprisingly considering her personality, she was quite self -conscious about them, as men always stared just at her breasts. I always told her that she should show them off but, I am in the end, just another man.

"What do we do now?" I half drawled gulping down another mouthful of scotch, "I'm pretty much over this card game."

"Well, I'm not ready for bed" Jodie chipped in perhaps seeing me tending to the dozy stage of alcohol consumption.

"How about a game of strip poker?" Gary asked with his usual eagerness to see Jodie naked. There was nothing malicious or dirty about these ongoing attempts. He was, well Gary, and Gary just wanted to see Jodie naked. He would see it as his duty, as a man, to try to see Jodie naked. Jodie didn't mind. At times Gary and Jodie would flirt quite outrageously. They would often get to the point where it became a challenge to see who would go further. Which one could push further until the other backed down. Jodie had said to me several times that she didn't really find Gary attractive, he wasn't really her 'type', she would say as women so ambiguously often comment regarding men. By this I guess she meant he was pretty rough in his behaviour and 'traditional', to be polite, in his views about women. These two values Jodie didn't really appreciate generally but, in Gary, as he was such a nice guy, it didn't bother her. Although they had had a few ups and downs in their relationship they did remain friends. Gary was, just Gary. What more could be said.

"How do you play?" Jodie asked sounding surprisingly curious, "I've never played it before".

Gary almost fell of his chair simply at the possibility that Jodie did not simply reject the idea. He leaned forward with sudden attentiveness to explain the 'basics'. After ten minutes of Gary waving his arms broadly around the room and then throwing cards on the table in various configurations Jodie was still lost. He had, after all, delivered at least ten different versions as he went about 'instructing'. Jodie and I realised that Gary had no better idea on how to play than we had and, therefore, if we wanted to play we would have to make up the rules ourselves.

I was pretty drunk by then and felt a little tingle in my crotch at the idea of watching Jodie take off her clothes in front of old Gary. Not that I thought she, or indeed that he, would go 'all the way' but I was prepared to see how far they would go or, perhaps more to the point, how far would I let them go.

"Come on lets play", I encouraged, "We'll make the rules up as we go along, as usual."

Gary looked at me and then at Jodie. I could see his mind tumbling over on what to say next. 'Too keen', he was thinking, 'and I blow it with Jodie'. 'Too reticent and I sound as though I don't want to play.' You could watch the thoughts walk openly across his face. He thought he was being smart, as though he was in the driving seat of what was happening. He was thinking that if he plays it right he could see a bit of tit before the night was over. If only he new what that night held. 

Looking back now, I must admit that perhaps Gary was a little bit in control. His amazing ability to drink all night and stay sober was perhaps paying off. The thing I want to make clear though is that I could see what he was thinking. I could see his attempts to make a situation happen and I just let it go. I assume Jodie, who was quite sexually inexperienced but certainly no fool, also knew what was happening. That is, if anything did happen that night we at least began all pretty much on the same page. None of us were tricked.

"Why don't we play until we feel like stopping," Gary casually chipped in. 

Well done, I thought, that was pretty much the right tone for the situation. Not too 'needy' that would force us to stop nor too distance that might suggest to us that he wanted to stop. I could see that as the prospect of playing strip poker became more likely his excitement grew. I could feel his anticipation emanating from every jerking action from his body as he tried to stay calm.

Jodie looked across at me so as to gauge how I felt about the whole thing. This is a 'couple thing' that, after many years, you both become quite good at. For my part I did want to play and enjoy the promise of difference that the night offered but, at the same time, I wanted to keep control of the situation. I wanted whatever unfolded to unfold on my terms, under situations that I was happy with and not on someone else's terms. I knew that this hope was actually impossible. At best, if we went ahead, I could only influence how the night went. 

I looked back at Jodie, she was pretty drunk but not, I guessed, out of control. She sat on the floor, legs crossed and, unlike ten minutes before, she was tense. The heightened atmosphere of the room was exhilarating. Her dark hair hung down onto her pale shoulders that were only covered by the spaghetti strings of her emerald green singlet top. Underneath the thin straps you could see the thicker lacy straps of her purple bra. Although dressed casually for a night sitting at home reading a book, her clothes appeared, at that time at least, as being a little suggestive. As though she had gone into the room with the intention of being dressed to kill. The material of her singlet top sat tightly over her firm breasts and, as she twisted her body to face me, I could see the definition of her toned body underneath. I was torn between sending Gary home and making love to her right there or going with the flow of the night. I could feel the tension, the sexuality, the desire to go into places we had never been before. From that time on no-one in the room was simply drunk with alcohol. There was a new intoxication in the air and we all drank it in.

"Why don't we just play for a bit?" I calmly said smiling. With that line I knew I had decided, at least in part, to let go. I had moved beyond the place where I was in control. The easy place to say no. It was now open to each of us to make decisions from now on and I was, along with the other two, only along for the ride. I liked the feeling. It was the feeling of surrender.

"Alright," Jodie said swinging forward on her hands with her legs crossed underneath her on the floor. She said this while looking down letting her black hair hang forward. "But I'm only going as far as I want. This isn't going to be a peep show."

Gary couldn't get the cards on the table quick enough. His hands flicked about the table with the cool assurance of a casino dealer. We decided to play with open hands. Our conditions were simply that the weakest poker hand of the three had to forgo a piece of clothing. Jewellery, watches and shoes would not count. We all removed our shoes and socks in formal preparation like swimmers loosening up before a race. The night had really began and you could feel the excitement.

We drank and played for a while. The early tension about actually taking our clothes off fell from the air and we played much like we had played cards earlier that night. Gary lost the first hand removing his shirt but leaving his singlet. His whole body strained at the white cotton material like a cartoon depiction of a straining dam about to burst. The first thing that struck me as I sat and looked at him was his huge arms. The singlet straps just managed to stretch around the top of his tattooed arms. This wasn't 'fat'. You could see his body had performed years of labour and he was firm. His singlet was rather threadbare and seemed particularly thin as it just stretch over his generous belly. 

The next hand I lost. I removed my jeans. My shirt hung over my underwear and Gary didn't care anyway and Jodie was familiar with my body and so I felt no self -conscience at all. We drank steadily, quicker than before and our card hands went slower. We were having the kind of relaxed fun that good friends, and only good friends, can share. The next hand Gary lost. He stood up grandly and removed his jeans rather cumbersomely and then finishing with a bow. He was wearing briefs and I looked across at Jodie who was, a little to my surprise, looking at the bulge in Gary's underwear which, I must admit, was huge.

Jodie was fairly sexually inexperienced. She'd had a few lovers but I was her first 'serious relationship'. She had only had a few young boys before me that were, at least she told me, fumbling teenage stuff that involved desperate searches for strained penises and failed attempts to locate her clitoris. We used to share sex stories and fantasies together to fuel our own love life. Jodie told me many times that she had never had sex with a guy with a big dick and that she was curious. Jodie always assured me that this was not a serious issue but I always guessed, as she spoke about it, that it was at least some kind of an 'issue'. My penis wasn't small, like many men I liked to think it is a little bigger than average, but I knew it certainly couldn't be called 'big'. Perhaps Jodie had agreed to the card game to see what Gary was 'packing'. He was, after all, a big guy. Perhaps she had thought he would have a big cock and she wanted to see it. What ever was going on to motivate people that night I didn't know it all and I still don't.

The next hand went round and this time Jodie lost. We joked that it was about time as she had, at that stage, not removed any clothing. You could tell Jodie was awkward. She laughed but she was not confident. Surprisingly Jodie had never been confident about her body. I say surprisingly because she had what anyone would call a truly fantastic figure. She was thin but shapely. A thin toned waist topped with generous breasts and founded upon nicely curved hips. The problem was that she would never accept that she was gorgeous.

As it was a warm night and all she had on was her singlet top and shorts. Whichever way she went she would have to reveal something. Jodie sat for only a moment but that moment seemed to drag on. I was wondering if she would go ahead with it or if now was the time that she would back out. I personally was undecided if I wanted to go on with this game or stop. What I did know, though, was that it was no longer my decision to make. 

Gary was desperate for some flesh. He sat back pressed deeply into his chair with a drink hung loosely between his fingers. He sat silently letting his drink swing, forgotten in one hand, and a silly grin printed across his face.

Jodie appeared to take a deep breath and, with a barely noticeable shrug, she reached down and began to remove her top. She lifted it up over her head holding the bottom of the flimsy garment. When her arms were at full length over her head and her top was covering her face her body looked truly breathtaking. Her back arched and her generous breasts were pushed forward revealing her nicely shaped nipples. Her purple lacy bra was stretched and contrasted sharply with her fair unblemished skin. Jodie's waist was stretched tight as she removed her top displaying her nicely toned torso muscles that only the young can have. In the end, perhaps resigned to her fate, she flicked her top of and quickly, without any pretence, swept a hand through her long black hair sweeping it back away from her shoulders gathering into a bundle and then letting it fall. At first she sat quite slouched and looking quite insecure.

I looked across at Gary. It had probably been quite some years since Gary had been in a room with a gorgeous young woman without a top on. He simply stared dumbly at her body. The grin had been replaced with what I can only describe as open mouthed reverence. Gary was taking in her body hungrily like he wanted to remember her like this forever. You could feel his desire, his thoughts were clear for everyone, including Jodie, to see.

"Nice tits," Gary said in a quite intense whisper breaking the awkward silence.

I burst out laughing. This is exactly what Gary would say. He could have just politely pretended that he had seen it all before or looked away as though he didn't care but Gary looked. He looked and he said 'nice tits'. 




A Night with Friends



Jodie also laughed and mockingly said "well thank you" in a faked 'southern bell' accent. It was, in the end, just the three of us as it had been a thousand times before. Three friends working our way through a quiet night. But even in that relaxed moment I think all of us knew that this wasn't the end, that we would all be faced with further choices and we all wondered where it would stop. I don't think any of us could have imagined what the end would entail.

We sat and drank a few drinks without playing cards and laughed. Gary was still taking in Jodie's body but he was more relaxed with being with her half naked. The fact that Gary was down to underwear and singlet didn't appear to be an issue at all.

Suddenly Gary leant forward grabbing the deck of cards. "Next hand", he stated not wanting the night to loose momentum. I lost the next hand leading me to remove my shirt and hoping that I was not going to be the first one naked. Next hand was lost by Jodie. She was more relaxed and quite quickly removed her shorts leaving her naked except for a matching pair of nickers and bra. They were nice underwear, lacy and tight fitting. She looked absolutely stunning as she stood up and pulled her casual shorts down over her nicely shaped arse and down her legs. She stood for a moment with her shorts in one hand as though she didn't know where to throw them or what to do. In the end she flick them over to a nearby chair and sat cross legged on the floor. In this position you could see her pelvic bone and the suggestion of he vaginal lips through her underwear. Her flawless pale skin seemed to shine under the stark light of the lounge room.

Jodie looked across at Gary and looked a little surprised. My eyes followed hers and I could see Gary sitting back with an obvious erection. His cock was still in his underwear, as much as it could fit, but his hardness had both caused his underwear to lift and for the head of his cock to protrude out the side. I must say, although it was hard to tell as he was sitting and wearing underwear but this was a fucking big cock by any standards. Even I was surprised. From what I could tell, and I don't think he was fully erect, his penis kind of wrapped around to the side of his body and his 'girth' must have been as big as a woman's wrist. 

Jodie just stared. I was probably staring as well. I could see that through her bra her nipples were hard. She was trying not to show it but I could tell she was pretty aroused. She squirmed and looked away only to look again as though to check. It was probably the whole scenario. All of us quite drunk in a room half naked. Gary obviously appreciating her body. Her amazed at this guy's huge cock. I broke the silence and asked if anyone wanted to play another hand.

"I'm up," Gary said.

We laughed and I dealt another hand. Jodie was looking at Gary the whole time and Gary was certainly not paying attention to the cards. I wondered what it must be like to be forty or so, and to be in a room with a half naked beauty. This must be his wildest fantasies come true. He must be desperate to fuck. He probably just wanted to cross the room and nail her right there on the floor his body pressing heavily down on hers. Looking at Jodie I thought she probably would not mind a good hard fuck at that moment. She had always said that Gary was too old to be 'interesting' in 'that way' and definitely too much of a philistine but, in this particular situation, I think all that had changed. She was obviously aroused. Her nipples were hard as rocks, her cheeks were a little flushed, she kept wetting her full lip with her tongue and brushing her hair back. I thought that she would definitely be wet.

The next hand went around and Gary again lost. Jodie looked more than a little pleased. She had, after all, seen me naked hundreds of times and she certainly did not want to be the first person without clothes. Beyond these obvious reasons I also think she wanted to see Gary, I mean, see him naked so as to see his cock uninhibited. I don't know if she wanted to fuck him or if she was even playing with the idea at that time but she definitely wanted to see that cock without wrapping.

After loosing the hand Gary stood up and for the first time, perhaps the first time since I have known him, he looked self conscious. He lifted his singlet top grudgingly, appearing to me to almost tear it as he tried to pull it sideways more than over his head. He stood for a moment with the top in his hand sucking in his stomach and trying to push out his chest as though waiting for the inevitable comments insulting his body. 

There was no denying that he did have a large protruding stomach. There was no getting away from that. His stomach did not look out of place though. His whole body was large. No part of his body was flab but it was all set firm. His stomach sat like a tight package neatly tucked below quite well developed pecks. Across his chest was a triangle of hair that continued on down his body to his still covered pubic region. He had a shape that was, to me, reminiscent of a gorilla but this is not to suggest that he was grotesque. Gary just had a large body and that is what he would have no matter what he did.

Jodie didn't seem to notice his body and if she did she didn't appear to be turned off. With his singlet removed his protruding cock only became more clearly defined. Although it was not as hard as it was before, it still tented his underwear considerably and it still wrapped a fair way around his waist towards his hip. Jodie looked fascinated by his cock. I was both a little jealous and more than a little aroused myself. I could feel my cock growing hard in my underwear but, I must confess, I don't think anyone noticed.

The next hand saw Jodie loose. This was the moment that I thought she might pull out. Laughing, I half expected, she would start putting her clothes on and go and make a cup of tea. Part of me wanted this to happen. To return to a situation that I was familiar with. I wasn't sure if I wanted what seemed to be the alternative but it wasn't my call. It was hers and whatever way she went I was definitely happy.

She stood without hesitating and with the skill that only a women can possess removed her bra in one quick motion. The straps quickly fell easily down her thin arms and her breasts came tumbling out. She stood for a moment. I don't know if she did it deliberately or if she just happened to stand like that. She stood, like a model, with one leg set forward slightly in front of the other. Her hands relaxed by her side with her shoulders pushed back. Jodie stood in the middle of the room with her firm breasts hanging free, her dark hair draped over her fair shoulders and she just stared at Gary. Challenging him. She looked more beautiful than I had ever seen her before and she was doing it for another man.

Gary just stared. He seemed amazed at this vision. He reached down, almost unconsciously, and pulled out his cock. He grabbed it at the base in an offhand manner. Like men do when they go to the toilet. The head came springing out of his underwear reminding me, perhaps strangely given the situation, of one of those kids' punching clowns as you blow them up. Gary's cock went from being quite slack to having a full erection and, if this is the right way to describe a cock, it was monumental. It must have been at least 10 to 12 inches long and as round as a hand rail. When it was fully erect the veins stood out along its shaft like blue highways marked on a roadmap heading towards his purple fluted head.

His hand never left his cock but he didn't stroke it. He shook his head staring at Jodie, "Sorry", he began as though he had just committed a faux pas, "I just had to let my cock out. It was just too uncomfortable. You are so fucking sexy."

The factualness of the statement, the honesty. It was quite endearing. Jodie relaxed and appeared to not know how to respond. "That's fine" she stumbled perhaps trying to be considerate of Gary for the first time in her life. Jodie sat back down leaning back on her hands like she was baking her body under the sun at the beach. Her body was naked except for her purple underwear, she appeared quite relaxed at displaying her body. I don't know what she was thinking. I would love to have known. Was she thinking this is fun, too bad it's over, or I can't wait to have that fat cock shoved into my cunt or my god I might have to fuck that thing. I just don't know. All I can say is that she was aroused. We all were. You could smell the sexuality in the air.

Gary's voice broke through the tension, "What do we do now?" he asked in a near whisper through a dry throat, his eyes never leaving Jodie's body. It was the question we were all asking, each one of us playing through scenarios but none of us prepared to call it one way or the other. I called, I felt I didn't have a choice, I'd let it go and go and now there was, at least looking at Gary's predicament, no way back.

"Lets play truth or dare?" Like children with their first kiss or teenagers with their first sexual explorations I turned on the only way through this kind of deadlock. A way of making decisions without making them. A way of blaming others for what we really wanted to do. The implication was clear. If we chose to play 'truth or dare' then people are going to fuck. This was everyone's final out opportunity if anyone wanted one. If not the course was set without ambiguity. Whatever this would mean for all our relationships we'd have to work out later.

Jodie responded first, "I'm up for it." she said looking directly at Gary and his huge cock standing up into the air.

"All right," Gary said surprisingly hesitant as though Jodie may be sure but he wasn't. 

"I'll go first," I said just wanting to move the whole thing on. I still wasn't sure if I wanted to watch my partner, the women that I loved, be fucked by Gary but I was certainly turned on by the idea and was more than prepared to see it through. "I dare you and Gary to go to the centre of the room standing naked and kiss passionately."

Gary looked at Jodie. Jodie sat for a minute hesitant to move. I think neither of them wanted to appear too desiring. Perhaps neither of them wanted to put themselves up to be rejected by the other. Perhaps the other might laugh as they dressed saying how fun the night had been. Perhaps it was in consideration of my feelings.

Jodie moved first. She slowly stood up. She looked down at me, not really with happiness, but with a kind of resigned look that said 'this has to be done, I've just got to do this tonight'. She reached down and removed her underwear bending over while facing me. Her breast juggled heavily forward as she bent down to remove her underwear lifting one leg out at a time. As she was facing me she would have been flashing Gary her snatch in the process. Deliberately, with some ceremony, she crossed the floor and stood in the centre of the room directly under now too stark light. 

Gary stood. His erection protruding proudly directly out from his body. Although he had a wide waistline this took nothing away from the sheer size of his erection. As he walked across the room his cock literally swayed from side to side. It looked weighty, out of place, as though it was a load that needed to be released. His swollen penis appeared to ache at the walls of his skin. He just wanted to fuck. He wanted to feel his cock deep inside Jodie's body.

They stood facing each other. Gary took a step forward reaching tentatively out for Jodie's shoulders. Compared to him she looked very little indeed. He stood almost a foot taller than her and must of weighed considerably more. His large hands grasped her thin shoulders. She began to move forward responding to his touch. As they moved closer he reached down and adjusted his penis so that it stuck up in between their now touching bodies. Her young breasts pushed firmly into his lower chest. His penis must have felt hot between their bodies. It protruded up past her navel as they came together to kiss. Her arms reached up behind his back feeling his strong muscles flex as he reached around her shoulders to gently rub her back. Gary was leaning down while Jodie lifted herself up to reach his mouth. 

Their lips met and they kissed. At first it was unsure, uncomfortable, awkward, as though this wasn't right. Then they both began to slowly relax. Their tongues probed into each others mouth with increasing intensity. Gary held Jodie tighter. His upper arm muscles flexing as he pulled her small white body closer to his heavily tanned skin. He wrapped his arms around her body with such gentle intensity that she seemed to almost disappear underneath his hold. She responded by squirming against his body. She could feel her erect nipples rub against his hard body. His penis pushed insistently against her stomach. She could feel his penis becoming so hard that it was like a pole between them. The head of his penis pulsed against her skin.

Gary's hands began to explore Jodie's body with increasing insistence. His large calloused hands wandered gently down her shoulders, over the soft down in the arch of her back and finally gently caressing her rounded arse. Jodie in response looked as though she was on fire. Her actions became faster. Her body more needy. Gary moved his hand around to her stomach moving them apart. She moved back letting him explore her. 

His hand went gently down, barley touching, over her upper thigh resting for the briefest of moment and then moving to the top of her cunt. His hands rubbed gently past her vagina stimulating her clitoris. Jodie closed her eyes and hung her head back letting her hair fall free and letting out a heavy breath of air. She look like a goddess. Her body arched back, her body responding to his touch, her nipples hard, her face and chest flushed red. 

Gary put one arm in the arch of her back and began to penetrate her cunt with the fingers from his free hand. His finger entered her wet snatch without any resistance. She let out a moan of animal pleasure as his sausage like fingers penetrated and withdrew. There was little technique, there was no consideration for what should be done. This was passionate fucking, spontaneous, and they were both loving it. Gary lifted her a little higher, moving his arm lower so that he could penetrate her with ease with two fingers. Gary's penis flapped ungainly as his fingers explored her wet snatch. Jodie was reaching forward with her probing tongue over Gary's hairy chest. She appearing minute in comparison to his huge body. 

Jody already looked like she was about to come. She stopped kissing and road his hand by bending her knees and then lifting up. She let out little sighs every time his strained arm pushed his fingers deeply forward. She moaned and let out a slow and building "Ffffffuuuuuuuuucccccccccccck" Her face curled in anguish as she threw her head back. Her mouth was wide open and she panted loudly. Jodie suddenly broke from her position while still being held in one arm by Gary as he penetrated her with his fingers and stared desperately into his face. "I need a fuck" she challenged into his face, "I need that big fat cock of yours shoved into my cunt right now", She continued angrily, "Fuck me with that big cock Gary, fuck me like I've never been fucked. Fuck me until I don't want to be fucked any more."

Gary grabbed her in both his arms, lifting her up and carrying her into the bedroom. The moisture from Jodie's cunt that was on Gary's hand was spread uncaringly across her body. I followed, invisible to them, a mere ghostly presence. I was so turned on I pulled my own cock steadily but I wanted to look away. Above all though, I wanted to see her get fucked and fucked hard. Gary dropped her onto the bed unceremoniously. His large body swinging quickly into position on top. They kissed with passion. Their bodies pressed hard against each other desperately trying to cross the divide between their separateness. They were trying to morph into one. 

Gary's body looked vast lying above Jodie's petite frame now partly hidden below. He lifted his body for a moment so as to adjust his monster penis. He moved down her body starting by looking directly into her face and then nibbling assertively on her swollen nipples. It looked aggressive, it looked painful but Jodie just grabbed the back of his head and pushed him on encouragingly. Jodie spread her legs lifting her knees up beside his body squirming in obvious pleasure. He positioned himself between her legs resting on one hand while pulling his cock with the other. 

Jodie pushed him away and he readily gave way to her suggestion even though her strength couldn't have moved him an inch if he didn't want to. Gary kneeled on the bed looking for a queue on what Jodie wanted. Jodie moved forward draping herself across his body and began chewing his nipples. As she did this Gary's cock kept knocking against Jodie's body, leaving trails of moisture, calling for attention. 

Gary leant back onto his arms suggesting she move onto his cock. Jodie began by wrapping her fine hand around his hard member. His cock was red and tortured and her fingers were white and slender. His cock throbbed at her touch as though it had an energy and life all of its own. She pulled in long slow strokes, her fingers barely able to reach around his thick, fat cock. Jodie looked up into Gary's face from her position on her hands and knees. Her body curved, her breasts hung loosely from her body, her arse stuck up. She then moved her smiling red lips to his cock and gave the massive head a long slow lick. Gary moaned, looking down, beginning to massage her arse. She opened her mouth wide and took in the head of his cock, which was as far as she could go, and sucked. Gary relaxed and closed his eyes enjoying the sensation of having this young women's mouth wrapped around his dick. Jodie kept stopping and looking at his cock amazed at its sheer size and then return enthusiastically to the job in hand. 

Gary's passion grew. He lifted her head from his cock and gently pushed her back onto the bed. Jodie fell back easily smiling with desire up at him in anticipation of what was to come. Gary moved back on top of her and manoeuvred his cock to the mouth of her cunt and staring directly into her eyes he slowly began to penetrate. At first Jodie looked a little hesitant, maybe even frightened. Jodie's back arched up slightly off the bed as his cock began its long journey. He went in a little and Jodie's small hands pushed against his hips indicating that it was far enough. 

Gary pulled out a little and then began to re-enter. Jodie threw her head back again lifting her arms up to his side and let out a half cry, half grunt. "Shit that's good" she breathed. Gary withdrew, he appeared to be not even half way in. "Fuck me Gary, C'mon, fuck me" she whispered intensely. Gary again moved his hips while staring straight into Jodie's eyes. Jodie stared defiantly back. Again her mouth opened in a silent gasp as he moved in and she let out a drawn out "Fuuuuuckkkkkk". Gary didn't stop he just kept pushing further and further. Jodie indicated that he should pull out. Her small hands first pushed against his hips and then became clenched fists in the air. Jodie opened her legs wider to try to accommodate him easier. She grunted, "OOOOOOhhhhhhhhh" and looked in pain as he drove his long shaft in to her till he was up to the hilt. He then slowly withdrew. 

Jodie's hands relaxed by his side as he pulled out and she pushed her body against his. She opened her eyes looking intensely into his face. Her lips were parted and full, her cheeks flushed, her body was beginning to sweat. Gary again drove his monstrous cock into her small body. Jodie tried to pulled back but the bed would not offer her any opportunity of movement with Gary lying on top. Again she opened her legs and she moaned but this time it was mixed with genuine pleasure. Gary couldn't hold any longer. He pulled out and drove his cock in with more urgency and less consideration. Jodie's hands clenched by his body but a smile drifted across her frowning, sweaty face. He began to move quite freely driving in and pulling out in long steady strokes. Jodie's hands relaxed and she opened them resting them gently on his toned back. She opened her legs and began to relax finding his rhythm and beginning to thrust up to meet his drives. Her cries changes from ones of pain to ecstasy. Gary drove faster and harder. I could see his cock wet from her juices. Jodie lifted her body up off the bed and pushed back against his cock. Her cries were desperate, "This is too fucking good, fuck me with that fat prick, c'mon, fuck me you bastard".




A Night with Friends



She screamed as she came. Following behind a series of short gasps. Her eyes were wide with dilated pupils and her hair was caked onto her face in thick strands. Both their bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat. Jodie's body went limp under his weight and for a moment she just lay there as wave after wave of pleasure appeared to flow through her body. "That's too fucking good" she managed shaking her head in disbelief. Gary stopped and bent his body down to gently suck her wet nipple. He pulled his cock out and admired her post orgasmic response to his body with pleasure.

Gary rolled onto his back easily pulling her body above his. Jodie rocked back, sitting up on his generous stomach, and swept her dark wet hair away from her face. I could see her face flushed with pleasure and balls of sweat on her forehead and above her upper lip. Gary's hard red cock stood straight up behind her. Jodie lifted her body, pushing her hands into Gary's body without making an impression, and positioned herself precariously above his cock. He reached up and clasped her small shoulders in his hands as she slowly lowered herself. She was grinning and biting her lower lip as she lowered herself onto the head of his cock. It seemed almost unbelievable, seeing them in this position, that she could ever accommodate his size. She pushed down a little harder so as to force the head of his cock through her opening. She threw her head back and moved down lower. Her body appeared to quiver as she moved his cock into her cunt. About halfway down she began to pant and rocked gently back and forward slowly working his huge member in further. Slowly she moved down. 

"It shouldn't feel this gooood" she moaned.

Finally, her arse cheeks touched his hips and his whole cock was nestled inside her cunt. The whole time Gary had sat motionless his hands gently massaging Jodie's breasts. When she had reached the hilt of his cock he placed his hands around her small waist and moved her gently up and down. Jodie's body squirmed and she moaned in pleasure. Gary quickly became more needy and began to push her down more forcefully onto his cock. Lifting her up and throwing her down. Jodie's eyes and mouth were wide and her breath came in short pants.

Gary suddenly stopped, grabbed Jodie by the shoulders and swung her down onto the bed on her hands and knees. It was as though Gary needed to be in control and fuck at his pace. Jodie didn't resist. Gary grabbed her shoulders and drove his cock quickly into Jodie's cunt from behind in one solid stroke. Jodie let out a small grunt in response. Gary moved steadily back and forward breathing heavily. One hand grabbing her shoulder tightly so that as he moved forward he was pulling her back onto him His rhythm was fast and steady. In and out, in and out. Jodie dropped her head forward so that her face was hidden behind her hair. Her tits swayed below her body in time with Gary's movement. Gary appeared to be concentrating as he fucked, focusing on the rhythm and the pleasure. They both sped up their motion together as their voices grew into a crescendo of pleasure. Sweat ran freely from Gary's forehead onto Jodie's body. His face was red and serious. "I'm coming" he roughly gasped as he pushed forward and let his load shoot up into her body. Both Gary and Jodie came together in a chorus of pleasure. Gary kept pushing slowly in and out his cock slowly growing slack. Jodie had pushed her head up as his rhythm had peaked and she had a powerful orgasm.

Gary rolled away onto his back breathing heavily and Jodie rolled to the other side of the bed. Both appeared exhausted as they lay in post-coitus exhaustion. Their bodies were covered in a layer of sweat. I had already pulled my cock to completion and I got up, left the room, shutting the door behind me. I didn't know what that night had meant but I certainly was glad that it had happened.



A Night with Friends



Brian, Jesse, and I have been friends for well over a decade; we came out of high school at the same time, they as a couple and me looking, as I am still.

Brian and I are alike in stature, slightly over 6 feet and 200 lbs. Jesse is a petite blonde bombshell with a runners body and hair that reached her middle back. The thing is though, she bugs me.

With flashing wit and relentless sarcasm she seems to delight in making fun of me from my choices in women to the last haircut I got that turned out rather choppy, and every chance she got she would smack me across the back of my head, either with her hand or "accidently" with her elbow.

One night we were sitting around their dining room table playing cards and listening to some good blues music when she got in a particularly good zinger on me, then proceeded to get up she elbowed me in the back of my head.

"Oops, sorry." she laughed as she glided past me to freshen our drinks.

I looked at Brian and shook my head. He was laughing out loud when she came back to the table with the drinks. We were catching a bit of a buzz with the killer weed we were smoking.

"You know." I said looking directly at her. "One of these days you are going to earn a spanking so sound you won't be able to sit for a week."

"Oh yeah?" she replied defiantly. "I dare you."

Standing again she stuck her tongue out at me and walked the long way around the table to avoid me.

"I'll even let Brian watch because I know how much you bug him too." I called after her as she went into the kitchen to get some munchies.

"Oh BoodilyHoo" she called back over her shoulder as I watched that fine ass shape shift the back of her skirt.

A few minutes later she came back with a bowl of chips and set them down just out of Brians' and my reach.

"Mine." she laughed as she danced back towards the kitchen, stopping for a second to once again slap the back of my head.

Screw it, I thought, and spinning my chair on one leg I reached out and grabbed her around her slim waist. Pulling her between my legs I locked her to me.

"Beast." she laughed as I looked over my shoulder at Brian. "Do you want to move your chair so you can get a better view of this buddy?" I looked at Brian inquiringly as I held his squirming girlfriend against my crotch and smacked her once on a full, round ass cheek.

She jumped at the gentle smack, rubbing her leg against my stiffening cock, but was more surprised, I think, at Brians' reply.

"Hell yeah I do." Was all he said as he moved his own chair in front of us and sat leaning forward.

With my legs wrapped around hers and my left arm holding her arms against her body I took my right hand and slowly moved it to the hem of her skirt.

"The only good spanking is a bare bum spanking." I said watching Brians' face for a reaction as my fingers started to raise the hem of her skirt.

He smiled and nodded. That was enough for me.

"Hey!" Jesse cried, laughing, when my hand rudely pulled her skirt up over her hips. She tried to push it back down but her trapped arms offered limited movement. "Don't! Stop!" "All right." I pretended not to understand her. "I won't stop." I then reached my right arm around her body to take her right wrist in my hand and deliver it to my left hand. Holding both her wrists in my left hand now I returned to her ass with my right and finished lifting her skirt over her full hips.

She wiggled against my control but was powerless as my thumb hooked the waistline of her panties and began to pull them down to expose her full, ripe bottom.

"You are going to let him do this?" She raised an eyebrow at Brian, still laughing and struggling, causing the bulge in my jeans to expand. I knew she could feel it against her leg and enjoyed that thought.

"Hell, I may help him." Brian grinned as he watched her struggle in my arms.

With a resigned sigh Jesse stopped struggling so much, but continued to rub my crotch, still teasing me.

"I guess after all these years of my abusing you, you do deserve a time of redemption."

My heart raced as I let go of her wrists and reached to hitch her skirt further up her hips. I then released her legs from mine and pulled her panties all the way down to her knees. Grasping her torso and her legs in my arms I lifted her onto my lap with her legs dangling to the floor and her arms over the other side of my lap. Totally exposed to my view for the very first time I paused to admire her, rubbing my rough hand over first one cheek and then the other. Her skin seemed to glow white under my hand while I rested my left arm across her back, my fingers brushing against the fullness of her breast.

Lifting my right hand from her I brought it down lightly on her right cheek, not hard enough to leave a mark, but hard enough for me to watch it ripple and move.

My cock was really beginning to throb. Caught between my leg and the hardness of her stomach I knew she could feel the heat of it against her.

I raised my hand and brought it down. I struck with a sharp slap before continuing in an arc to come back to her other cheek in an upward motion. This was hard enough to make good noise but not to leave a handprint.

I felt her wiggle on my lap when I said "I am not going to hurt you much Jess, but by the time I am finished your ass will be rosy red and hot to the touch."

She looked back at me and actually smiled shyly. "Ok." was all she whispered.

I started bringing my hand down in a rapid pattern, lightly slapping in a circular motion until I began to see both cheeks start to redden. Jesse sighed gently when I rested my large hand on her cheeks and stroked, letting my pinkie finger slip down the crack of her ass to her slightly parted legs.

"Not too bad so far is it?" I was curious as to how far I could go as my hand continued to caress her cheeks. 

"Nope." she murmured.

Suddenly I brought my hand up and brought it down with a sharper slap, making her jump in my lap slightly while I enjoyed all the sensations; from the sound to the sight of her quivering cheek and deepening redness.

Bringing my hand back I moved it with a little more force, contacting both of her cheeks at the same time and moving her body across my legs as she pushed against the floor with her toes.

This made me harder, feeling her body move against my cock the way it did. "Hey Brian" I called. "Did you like the way her body moved with that last smack?"

Brian nodded his approval while watching my hand massaged her reddening butt. "It gives me an idea actually." He said as he rose to his feet unbuckling his belt.

Jesses' eyes widened while she considered what he might have in mind with his belt in his hands.

"I don't want to strap her, man." I declined quickly

He laughed. "No." he said. I have something else in mind. How about this? I fuck her mouth while you drive her into me with your hand?"

Jesse said nothing while I considered, finally saying "It is ok with me if it is ok with Jesse."

With her right hand around my ankle and left around the chair leg I felt her start to push herself up. "Really?" She breathed. Suddenly lowering her voice she said. "Yes please, but first." She then pushed herself off my lap and stood. Positioning herself so she could see her boyfriend she lowered her panties all the way to her ankles and stepped out of them. She then undid her skirt and let it drop too.

"Those were uncomfortable." she informed us before starting to move back to my lap, in the process giving me a glimpse of her totally hairless pussy.

I stopped her with an upraised hand. "In that case," I reached for the top button of her blouse. "Those buttons and that bra are uncomfortable on my lap.

She giggled and said. "Not to mention you jeans zipper Tim. We may as well get really comfortable."

We finished undressing each other as Brian looked on approvingly. I then sat back down in my chair and guided her back to my lap. This time there was nothing between my throbbing erection and her naked skin and it thrilled me.

My right hand went back to her ass with a quick slap. She gripped my ankle and spread her legs at first contact. I could now stroke all of her and took advantage while Brian watched us with his cock in his hand.

I ran my left hand down the center of her spine while my right hand reached down to one knee and back up as I raked my nails lightly up her inner thigh. I flattened my palm against her hot skin and pressed my finger against her soft pussy lips.

I felt the hardness of her back muscles tighten when my hand brushed her pussy lips. She was wet against my fingers already. I twisted my hand between her legs so that I could get a finger or two inside.

Feeling her shudder against my legs I pressed my fingers into her wetness. My knuckles spread her lips easily. "Oh my." She sighed as my middle fingers explored her pussy and my thumb pressed against her ass hole.

Brian watched my hand in his girlfriends' pussy with interest as I drew it out and started spreading her juices on her cheeks. "This may sting a little more." I told her before raising, then bringing my hand down.

A loud ringing slap filled the air along with her deep intake of breath. I had left a good handprint this time, though it took a moment to appear. I moved my hand back to her pussy, rubbing vigorously and reaching for her clit.

Looking up at Brian I smiled. "There is just one more thing I want to do before moving on to your plan." He nodded wordlessly as I widened my legs for better support and reached my left hand to Jesses' cheeks. I held them apart while sliding my fingers inside her wet honey pot, then leaning in, I spat on her asshole.

She gasped as my thumb began to massage it into her little hole, lubricating it even more. I then slid my thumb slowly inside her while at the same time I fucked her with my fingers.

Jesse didn't seem to mind the intrusion of my hand into both her wet holes so I stroked her insides for a few minutes, first fingers in her pussy, then sliding out while my thumb entered her beautiful ass. She sighed deeply while digging her fingernails into my leg.

Taking my hand away from her I looked up at Brian and brought my fingers, drenched with her juices, to my mouth and licked them clean.

He smiled when I said. "Oh man she is sweet." Nodding his head in agreement as he stepped towards her face.

I shifted my legs again; reaching under her I took a breast in my hand as she reached for Brians' knees to hold her up slightly and opened her mouth to him. He slipped the head of his cock past her lips and raised one hand to me as a signal for me to hold back.

I stroked Jesses' ass and pussy while Brian positioned himself. He then took Jesses' face in his hands and slid a little deeper into her mouth and nodded to me.

Jesses' head was tilted back so I knew he was going to have good access. I moved my hand back and then swept up in one motion. Striking her ass with a loud slap I watched her lurch forward with a little help from my legs moving with her, lessening the force of this spanking.

I let my hand stroke and sooth her ever reddening cheeks before moving it back for another strike. This time I slapped her lightly while moving my legs to the left and driving her mouth onto his cock and her nose into his stomach.

I held her there and could tell she was swallowing the head of his cock into her throat. I let my fingers go back inside her pussy and felt her shiver again against my legs.

Moving her away from the base of his cock I gave her time to breathe while I finger fucked her, listening to her moan against his cock while my own was dripping juice between my body and hers, making greasy contact.

My fingers sliding out of her pussy, she moaned louder. Knowing she was going to be fucked slowly and carefully she was fully drenched now. I brought my hand back for another pass, ringing it sharply off her cheek I moved my legs again and she took all of him.

With Brian fully inside her mouth and throat I began lightly spanking again, working at bringing heat to her ass and inner thighs without causing too much pain. She turned a nice shade against the ministrations of my hand while the fingers of my left hand gently pinched and pulled her nipple.

"One more, a good one just like the last one and then you can give her a try." Brian said looking down at Jesses' reddening cheeks and legs.

I moved my legs back so she could suck on his head for a little bit. I then spread Jesse even wider. She looked so good on my lap with her boyfriend in her mouth I wanted to make her cum, so I drove my fingers into her, my knuckles widening her as I alternately entered her pussy and stoked her clit.

She began to moan louder and move against my hand of her own accord. Hungry for it, she began to inhale Brians cock as her pussy tightened around my fingers and her orgasm began.

Feeling this, I quickly moved my legs without spanking her, keeping my fingers inside her instead. I moved her body with my rhythm, sliding Brian down her throat as my hand pressed hard inside her.

I could feel her orgasm taking her, gripping my fingers as she shook her head back and forth on Brians cock. 

She pushed against Brian and lifted her head away from him so she could scream "Oh fuck yes!" Humping and bucking her pussy against my hand before collapsing completely.

My hand and leg was soaked with her, so I used her own juices to sooth her hot red ass cheeks in gentle circles. Looking up I asked Brian. "So what did you have in mind?"

Kneeling, he took Jesses' face in his hands and kissed her slowly and deeply while I rubbed her sore cheeks. Breaking the kiss he looked at me and said "Well buddy, I was thinking I would fuck her and she could blow you for a while. If you stand I can drive her into you the same way you did for me."

The room was beginning to smell of really hot sex, with three bodies sweating with excitement and exertions. I stood Jesse up and guided her between my legs, looking her up and down. She blushed suddenly when my hands pulled her to me and I kissed her breasts, going from one to the other with my tongue flicking and licking each nipple in turn, making them achieve incredible hardness.

"Sounds good to me man" I answered, still kissing her hot flesh. "But first there is one thing I want." Standing, I turned her in a little dance until her back was to the chair. "I want to taste more of this spicy slut." I told him as I sat her down and spread her knees.

Kneeling in front of her I lifted her legs over my shoulders and she obliged me by moving to the edge of the chair.

I moved my face to her sweetly glistening pussy. Flicking my tongue out I lapped her glowing thighs, moving from one to the other to lick her cum from her before concentrating my attention to her pussy.

I licked up the entire length of her slit as she grasped the back of my head, holding me there. My tongue worked between her lips and went as deeply as it could inside her. Pressing my face I mashed her lips with mine and then began shaking my head back and forth gently, making contact on her clit with my nose.

Withdrawing my tongue I took those puffy lips of hers into my mouth, sucking as my nose continued to rub her clit, and then reaching over her leg I moved my hand to her clit, pinching her distended button between my fingers while sucking and pulling on her lips.

Jesse moaned when I suddenly released with my mouth but not with my fingers. I had her clit isolated now and could see it glisten in front of my eyes. I flicked my tongue across it making her squirm before I removed my fingers and sucked it hard into my mouth.

"Oh fuck!" She cried while my tongue made a tour around her overly sensitized nub. My lips spat it out and sucked it back in before I once again plunged my tongue inside her pussy.

I held my face against her for a few moments more, drinking in her juices and coating myself with her essence.

Brian stepped up to the side of the chair and reached for Jesses arm. Looking at my wet, grinning face he said. "Come on Tim, its time to fuck the hell out of this slut."

Removing Jesses' legs from my shoulders and then using her knees to stand, I leaned in for a kiss, Letting Jesse taste herself on my face, before rising to take her other arm and help her to her feet.

Brian moved the chair out of the way, making room for Jesse to kneel and spread her legs for him, as he knelt behind her stroking his cock, and I stood in front of her stroking mine.

Jesse reached for my cock and pulled me closer. Looking back at Brian she instructed. "Slowly, and at the same time please. I want to taste his pre-cum." while squeezing me from the base of my cock to make another drop appear at the tip.

She leaned her face to the drop and licked as while Brian moved in behind her. He pressed the head of his cock against her wet, puffy, lips while she licked the tip of my cock. Looking back she told Brian. "This slow." Then proceed to wrap just her lips around the head of my cock and stop.

Her lips were incredibly warm and soft. With one hand on the base of my cock and one hand on the floor Jesse began to slip her tongue around the head of my cock and begin to coax another drop onto her tongue.

Slowly she started sucking harder while twirling her tongue she began drawing me in.

Her mouth was hot and moist as I stood watching her boyfriend start to fuck her. Glancing down I saw she was looking up at me and knew instantly that she liked having me watch her getting fucked while she sucked my cock.

I Reached down and gathered all her hair in my hands. Pulling it taut I then carefully began to spread it out on her back. "I want to watch it get soaked." I tell her when I stand up and take her face in my hands again.

She began to take me in and I looked up to see Brian watching me with his girlfriends' mouth around my cock, about halfway down the shaft, and my hands holding her head. I grinned and said "We should start fucking her now." I began to push her head away, withdrawing from her mouth until I was just touching lips.

Brian got it immediately and slowly withdrew as well. Looking him in the eye we then, just as slowly as the first time, slid our cocks back inside, just as far as we were before and then a little further before slowly drawing back out.

On the next stroke in we went all the way and buried ourselves. We did it as slowly as the other two times and I looked into Jesses' eyes as her boyfriend and I filled her. I felt her tongue stretching out as I entered the back of her throat and pushed her face against my stomach, my balls against her chin and her nose just pressing into me.

I felt her hot saliva drip down my balls when she opened her mouth wide and shook her head against me, driving me even deeper. Finally, she closed her mouth and began to swallow, the vibrations of her moan adding another dimension to what was happening to my cock.

The feeling was incredible. My cock was wrapped in waves and vibrations until she slowed and stuck out her tongue, licking my balls before slowly begin to push me away.

"I am ready now." She looked behind at Brian, still buried inside her. "Let me get him in before you start fucking."

He nodded and held her hips in his hands while the front of his, I am sure, felt the heat of her spanking still radiating from her glowing cheeks.

She took my cock in her mouth again, sliding me deep inside before stopping. I watched as Brian drew out and slid back in quickly, driving her face into my stomach and balls with an audible smack.

Jesse moaned against me when I went all the way into her throat and then back out a bit as Brian withdrew for another stroke.

I held myself against her with my hands on her head before I released her and just watched, feeling the heat of her mouth and action of her throat.




A Night with Friends



Brian started fucking her in earnest now and I could hear his body slapping against her ass as occasionally she would push me away to gasp for breath.

I looked down at her. God she was beautiful. All glistening, her long blond hair darkened with the moisture of her sweat plastered to her back. A few tendrils hung down, contrasting with the paleness of her back and redness of her ass cheeks.

This beauty was meant for man, I thought as I watched Brian driving her repeatedly onto my hardness. She was meant to take cock and love it.

Brian smiled as he began to draw out once more, this time removing himself completely.

Jesse took me out of her mouth and looked back to see what was going on to find Brian leaning down and spitting onto her ass.

"Ooh." she moaned as he placed the head of his wet cock against her tiny asshole, and quickly turned to take me back into her mouth. Clamping on and sucking on me with vigour before taking my full length again.

"I will go a little slower this time." Brian told me as he eased his cock into her ass.

I watched Jesse wiggle against him as she moved her head up and down my shaft, finally taking me all the way inside her mouth when Brian planted his cock all the way inside of her ass.

She kept me there while Brian pumped slowly in and out. Spitting occasionally to add lubricant, he slowly increased his speed.

I was totally inside her when as Brian slid his cock back and brought his hand down on her ass cheek. With a loud clapping sound he spanked her ass and I felt her jump against me, driving her face once again into my body.

He then grabbed her hips and pulled her back onto his cock, causing her to moan when her mouth slid up my shaft and then back down when he slammed his hips against her.

She was like a tennis ball going back and forth between us. Having him buried in her then me, Brian and I rallied back and forth for a few minutes before he looked at me and told me. "I think you need to fuck her now."

I felt Jesse nod her head in agreement and my cock slid easily out of her mouth as she was moaning her approval. I agreed of course.

"My turn for an idea" I said as the both of them stood up. Sweat dripped from all of us. "I think we should both fuck her. Here, brace her back against your chest." I instructed moving towards her.

Brian moved to stand against her back while I bent to get my arms behind her knees and lift.

As I stood Jesse got the idea and purred. "Oh my, yes." And reached down to grab my cock to guide me to her pussy. I inched my way into her hot wetness, my elbows hooked under her knees and her back against her boyfriend.

"Now put your arms around my neck." I told her. She wrapped her arms around me took her full weight on my elbows and moved my hands to her waist while she snuggled her pussy onto my cock.

As flexible as she was, we stood with her legs folded to her sides. A compact bundle of fuck meat, I thought, while stepping towards Brian. "You too now bud, lets make a Jesse sandwich."

He grinned and moved in behind her, his cock hard and ready. He crouched and pressed the head into her ass.

She gasped as he entered her, biting my shoulder as he slid all the way into her. "Oh Christ yes!" she yelled once we had filled her completely. Our two cocks deep inside, I held her legs and waist while Brian had his hands on her ass.

We stood there for a moment enjoying the feeling of all that flesh pressed together, then slowly Brian and I lifted her up a little and let her fall back.

We repeated this motion, slowly lifting her higher each time until we began to get a rhythm of lift and drop. The higher she went the harder she came down on our cocks that were filling her simultaneously.

Jesse was moaning and flinging her head from side to side with each lift and drop. I could feel her tits rubbing against my chest. Our combined sweat allowed her to slide freely between Brian and me.

I felt Jesses' legs tense as she began to add her own motion, lifting herself up and slamming back down. Brian grinned at me and started to move his hips in time with her rhythm. I grinned back and started to do the same, our cocks slamming up as she was coming down.

It was almost violent as our three needs collided. Jesse was a vision of passion. Demanding and receiving the pounding we delivered. Our cocks moved in unison and I felt Jesses' orgasm grip my cock as she bounced furiously on us.

Suddenly she slowed and draped her head on my shoulder while we continued to fuck her. Her orgasm was coming in waves and the sounds she made only made us harder while we fucked this pretty little slut.

I caught Brians' eye and pointed with my nose as I mouthed the words. "The mirror."

He looked over his shoulder at the full length mirror in the living room a few feet away and began walking backwards towards it. I matched his movement step for step until we stood beside it, Jesse, too lost in her orgasm to notice, bit my shoulder again.

One at a time now, we began to stroke inside her, my cock filling her when Brians' slid out. Harder we thrust until I was lifting her off his cock before bending my knee and letting him lift her off of mine.

I spoke in her ear. "Look left." I instructed and she moved her head off my shoulder and looked left to see the three of us fucking in the mirror. Her eyes were dreamy watching us lift her off of each others cocks.

Getting into the rhythm again Brian and I stood close enough that Jesse could take her arms from my neck. We held that girl pressed between us, our cocks causing her to slide between with ease.

Jesse watched with fascination as our cocks entered and exited her holes and began to shudder with another orgasm, flinging her head back against Brian she continued to stare into the mirror.

"I don't think I can hold out much longer." I told Brian. "I am going to cum soon."

He nodded his agreement asking. "Should we fill her with cum, or use her face?" At this Jesses' head came up. "Face!" she squealed. "I want to drink your cum. I want it now!"

Taking his hands he placed them on her legs, together we both lifted until she slid completely off our cocks. I then crouched down until she could once again stand with Brians help.

Jesse swayed a little, unsteady on her feet, so we supported her on the way to the couch where she sank down and took us in her hands, bringing us closer to her. "I want to watch you cum on me while you jerk off." she said opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out flat.

I took my cock in my hand while Brian did the same. This wasn't going to take me long at all.

Jesse watched us intently as we stroked ourselves for her. Brian was first, but I was close behind. His first shot hit Jesses' forehead and drifted down her face as he aimed it to her mouth, coating her tongue.

My first shot hit her upper lip and then in her mouth. Jesse grinned and waited for more.

We hit her full in her mouth this time, spurting our load at the same time. I watched Jesses' tongue get covered in our combined spasm.

Moving closer Brian and I filled her as our orgasms weakened. Jesse had a mouth full, and her chin and cheeks were glazed with stray shots. Cum dribbled down her chin and onto her breasts before we were completely finished.

Jesse then drew her tongue in and swallowed out cum with a satisfied look on her face. Then she turned to me and opened her mouth and took me in, sucking hard and stroking my cock to be sure to get the last drop before turning to Brian and doing the same.

Brian and I sat down on either side of her, exhausted. I looked at her face, dripping cum. I started wiping with my finger and delivering it to her mouth. She sucked greedily. Brian started doing the same and soon we had her clean.

"Fuck." I said. "That was so intense." I looked from Brian to Jesse, finally settling on Jesse. "I have wanted to do that for a long time."

Brian and Jesse looked at each other and laughed, turning to me they said in unison "We know." laughing at the expression on my face. I must have blushed, but with the exertion who could tell?