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A Friend in Need Ch. 01

By: hubbylovesit



"Are you sure he'll be home?" Amber asked looking at me. 

"Yeah, I told him that we would be dropping by, I want to buy some cards off him." We were heading to my friend Tom's house that day to buy a few things but at the same time I had a few other things in mind. Tom was twenty-one, the same age as me and had been my best friend since the fourth grade. Becoming fast friends we had done everything from fishing to jerking off together.

For the past year, Amber and I had been going steady. We had met working together at the local flea market and after flirting for quite a while and making out in one of the closets there, we starting going out. Amber had long brown hair which seemed to make her hazel eyes not stand out. She was petite but had a pretty healthy chest, which guys always loved to admire. One of her favorite things was to were a tight low cut top and a mini-skirt which showed off her legs. She shared pretty much the same kinks and desires that I had, and was always up for anything. Tom, on the other hand had never had a girlfriend and was feeling pretty lonely and depressed. Hopefully this afternoon would change all that.

We arrived at his house a few minutes later, and he invited us in. He still lived at home with his parents but they had what looked like a mansion of a house, so I couldn't blame him for not moving out. Tom showed us in wearing jean shorts and a new t-shirt. We played a movie then after awhile he was bored. I pulled Amber to the side and told her that he had been pretty lonely and had never been with girl, and that I would start things out, and she could take it however far she wanted to. With a lingering hand at my crotch she agreed and left to go to the restroom.

Tom asked me what was going on and I told him that Amber really wanted to see me suck a cock. Tom just stared at me and said, "You told her what we've done?" We had agreed long ago not to tell anyone that we had experimented with sex by jerking each other off and by giving each other a blowjob just to see what it felt like.

There was nothing wrong with Tom, he just wasn’t comfortable around girls. He was 6’3, and had all the looks, clean shaven, short brown hair, and looked pretty strong, but it was just hi s awkwardness that made him stand out.

"Yeah, she played with another girl for awhile too Tom, she really wants to see me sucking you. Is that okay?"

Tom nodded okay, then unzipped his pants and showed me his cock. It was thicker than mine with a large mushroom head and a little longer. He started pumping it and said, "It's not hard yet though." 

I got down on my knees and started to lick the head as he closed his eyes. My tongue darted over the tip as I could feel him grow a little thicker, and I closed my mouth over his growing cock and started to suck. He held my head as my mouth bobbed up and down his shaft, my cock growing harder.

I had always been bi, ever since Tom had shown me his cock and we jerked off. It never failed to turn me on that when I saw a cock, it made me hard.

Just then I noticed Amber in the doorway, rubbing her pussy through her tight jeans. She was turned on too watching me suck him. She told me before that it was a fantasy of hers to see two guys suck each other off, with the help of a woman of course.

I took as much of him in my mouth as I could showing her how hard he was. She got on her knees and leaned over and started sucking him as I backed up watching her. Tom opened his eyes as soon as he noticed a different mouth on his cock. She looked at him and she teased his cock with her tongue. By that time a few drops of pre-cum was dripping out and she licked it up tasting his sweetness.

Tom was eyeing her breasts as she had on a low cut revealing top and he could see just about everything. He was at full length now seven inches long and thick. Amber seemed to enjoy it as she deepthroated him while massaging his balls. My cock was straining against my jeans watching my wife suck off another guy and my hands started to rub her pussy through her pants. She was moving her hips to me rubbing her as she unbuttoned her pants and unzipped them. She let go of his cock for a second as she straightened up and pulled down her pants to her knees.

Tom's eyes were bulging as he saw me rub her wet hairy pussy and as she started to suck him again I unzipped my own pants and took my cock out and rubbed it against her wet pussy. Tom seemed intent on watching as I slid inside her, she deep-throated him again. He groaned as she licked his balls while I slammed into her from behind.

She was practically dripping as I was fucking her doggie style as she came two times in as many minutes. Finally I gave in and came inside her as her pussy squeezed the last of the cum from my cock.

Tom hadn't cum but said he was tired, so we all got dressed again, and it was a bit awkward after that watching another movie. About 45 minutes later I was hard as a rock again thinking of her sucking him. I whispered in her ear how horny it was making me, so she decided to go to the restroom, and I would soon follow. She went upstairs, and I asked Tom how he liked it. He replied that he was sort of leery of enjoying himself too much, because I was there and that's why he didn't cum in her mouth. I told him to enjoy it, and asked if he was still horny. He rubbed himself through his pants and it was then that I saw his cock jutting from his pants leg.

Tom agreed to meet me upstairs in about 10 minutes or so. I went upstairs and saw my girlfriend rubbing her pussy through her pants again. She looked absolutely hot as her hard nipples stuck out from her top.

"What did you think of Tom?" I asked her, fishing for information. "I liked his cock," she said rubbing mine. "but not as good as yours." Her lips kissed at my neck and she turned and kissed me hard on the lips, our bodies rubbing together. My hand reached for her breast as I played with her hard nipple, pulling at it.

She pulled down my pants and started to suck my cock. "Did it turn you on watching me suck him the way I suck you?" she asked as she took my cock in her mouth. Her eyes watched me as I mouthed, "Yes, it got me so hard watching you suck him."

She moaned as she deep-throated me again, her head bobbing up and down. My hand unzipped her pants as she wiggled on the bed to get them down over her hips. Her black lace panties were damp as I rubbed her pussy in unison as she sucked me. Within a few minutes, she whispered for me to fuck her doggie style on the floor, as to not make any noise to alert Tom.

Amber climbed down on her knees and took one hand and spread open her pussy lips for me. I slid into her slick pussy easily as she moaned while I thrust in and out of her. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations of me pumping her pussy and her nearing orgasm.

It was then that I saw Tom standing at the door. His eyes were shocked again because at his angle her back was towards him, he could see me pumping in and out of her pussy. He watched for a moment as I teased her with my cock, and she moaned wanting me to fuck her. That was all Tom needed to see as he unzipped his pants and took out his cock again, this time completely hard. 

He moved in front of Amber and it was then that she noticed that he was there. His 7 inch cock was now standing just a few inches from her face and she opened her mouth as he grabbed her head and guided her mouth to his cock. Amber wasted no time bobbing up and down on it and rubbing his balls. I fucked her hard for a few minutes from behind and she said that being on her knees was hurting her.

I lay on the floor while she slid off her jeans and leaned over me taking my cock in her wet pussy. Tom watched jerking his cock as she rocked back and forth on my cock for a minute, then opened her mouth to take him.

Tom was watching my cock slide in and out of her and I know he wanted the same but he told me earlier he didn't feel comfortable doing that. His hands pulled her head to his cock and this time there was pre-cum allover the head of his cock. Her tongue licked it up eagerly as I watched, my own orgasm building.

Amber's was rocking back and forth on me as she started to cum again. A moan escaped her lips as her pussy tightened around my cock, and as she deep-throated him again, I started to shoot. Stream after stream jetted into her tight pussy as she sucked him. The thing was she didn't notice me cumming. She was full on wanting him to shoot his load in her mouth.

Her left hand worked his balls while her right stroked the shaft. Her tight mouth bobbed up and down over his cockhead. "Come on Tom, cum for me." she whispered.

Tom's balls started to tighten as he looked as her cleavage, wanting to feel her tight breasts. His hand wandered down over one, and rubbed it. "Is that okay?" he asked unsurely.

Her right hand cupped his as she slid his hand down her shirt. "Yes, squeeze them." His hand wandered allover her bare breast as I felt her tighten up again around my semi-hard cock, and she started to cum. 

“Let me see your tits,” he groaned as he let go of her breast.

Amber stopped for a moment and slid one arm, then the other out of her shirt all the while sucking on Tom’s cock. He watched her breasts jiggle as she bounced up and down on my cock. She took his hand cupped it around her breast. Then his fingers started rubbing her large areolas as her nipples jutted out.

Amber groaned over his cock as he pulled at her nipples and it was pretty obvious that my girlfriend was getting off on this. "Cum for me Tom...cum." she gasped as she neared another orgasm. Her one hand rubbing his hairy balls while the other stroked his cock. She looked him in the eyes as she rode my semi-hard cock. "Cum in my mouth."

As soon as she said it I saw his balls tighten up and Amber slid her mouth just over his cockhead. Tom started to shake and moan as jets of cum shot in Amber’s mouth. She groaned, cumming again when she tasted his cum, some drizzling down the side of her mouth. With one hand she quickly wiped it up as we noticed the time. His parents would be home shortly.

We all cleaned up quickly after that, because we didn’t want him to have to answer questions from his parents. Amber kissed him on the cheek as we left and told him that any time that he needed a good sucking to call her. When we got in the car I asked her, "Did you have a good time hun?"

She smiled and said, "Yeah, he had a big load, I didn't think I was going get it all." Then she pulled my close and kissed me, I could still taste his cum on her lips. Her hands slid over to my hardening cock. "I really wish that he could have fucked me though, he had a nice cock." 

She smiled again and asked. “You getting horny again?” It was going to be a long night.

A Friend in Need Ch. 01



It was one of those crazy Summer Days in London, wet, cloudy, gloomy with a cold wind blowing all day. The kind of weather that makes people do strange things. 

And if you were to see Lisa, lying naked, heaving, moaning, writhing, tits bouncing from the cock that was slamming into her cunt ... her grunting muffled because of the dildo in her mouth on which Kalie's ass was sliding up and down, you would tend to agree with the saying. 

To think that it all started less than three hours ago, over some exquisite Sauvignon Blanc and crab cakes.

Kalie was Lisa's closest friend from work. They both worked in a leading advertising agency in London. They were meeting up on a warm Friday evening for some 'catch up'. 

"So, how's the new guy you are dating? When do I get to meet him", Lisa asked.

"Oh he is unlike anything I have met before. He is so different. It's amazing." Kalie gushed.

"Really? He is from India isn't he? So what's he like, a guru or something. He does have a strange name." Lisa said laughing.

"Prince. Yeah, it is a bit of a 1980s name you know". They both laughed.

"But he is not a guru or something. He is a fashion photographer. I met him during an ad shoot. Him, in his colorful clothes, and strange mannerisms. They talk a lot with their hands, you know, these Indians." Kalie laughed. 

"So do you like him? Is it going somewhere?"

"I think so Lisa. He is smart and is doing really well. We have the same interests and he is so talented. He makes me laugh, cares for me like I am his baby.... I think I love him."

"That's fantastic. I am so happy for you Kalie. This calls for a celebration."

The evening continued. The Sauvignon Blanc flowed. The girls were having a party. The conversation turned more intimate. 

"So how are things with you and Charlie? Are things getting better?" Kalie asked Lisa.

Lisa snorted and smiled cynically, "Its getting worse. We sit in one room and have nothing to talk about anymore. Its like we just drained ourselves off anything to talk about."

"That's terrible. Maybe you guys should go for a holiday. Work things out."

"We did go for a holiday to Paris. The bum drank beer and watched football on TV all day long. The schmuck."

They laughed. 

"You know Kalie, we haven't had sex in three months now." Lisa declared after a big gulp of the wine. 

"REALLY? Oh my god darling, why are you putting up with this? It's no use dragging something that's dead. Dump that asshole."

Lisa looked up, her eyes swimming just slightly. She narrowed them and hissed, "You know what? You are right! I am going to dump that bastard. I'm going to throw his sorry ass out of that door TODAY!" she hiccupped. 

"Do it. Do it girlfriend!" Kalie whooped. "Let's drink to that."

More wine followed. The discussion veered to sex. 

"I really miss a good raunchy romp in the bed, Kalie. It's been so long." Lisa whined. 

"I can't complain about that, sweets. Prince and I have been going at it like rabbits."

Laughter, reprimanding slaps on the thighs. 

"You animals", Lisa laughed. 

"That's us!" Kalie pointed to her chest and did a little shake to claim the title. "He is so experimentative and playful. I have done things I NEVER thought I could. It's liberating. The games we play. Everyday is something new. I think he is a guru of that book Kama sutra, you know."

"Really? Tell me more."

"Well, like yesterday, we dressed up like Goths and it was Gothic sex. Oh my it was nasty and wild."

Lisa felt a shiver run through her body. She really missed the fun and games in bed. 

"Ohhhh.. I so want some raunchy, animal sex. Just sex, you know. No making love and all that. Just a hard body bucking fuck" Lisa confessed.

And then Kalie said something that stunned Lisa. 

"Do you want to join us in one of the games?"

"WHAT?" In your games? Like be part of your sex? Kalie??!!"

"I am serious Lisa. Prince and I have been discussing a fantasy for a long time. I think you will be perfect."

"Oh I couldn't. Kalie darling. I cant' have sex with you and your boyfriend"

"Why not Lissie?? We have known each other for the last 5 years now. And I want you to be a part of our lives. Prince would love it. And besides, its not as if you are cheating on that limp dick Charlie."

"You are my friend Lisa. In Need. And I am here to help you." Kalie whispered. 

Lisa thought about it. The wine was making her mind float around like a butterfly. It all seemed absolutely right. Charlie was not satisfying her. Kalie was her friend. And if she wanted to make Lisa a part of this, then why was she being cagey.. 

"So what's the fantasy?" she asked saucily.

"Lissie, you are IN!" Kalie squealed. 

"I am. Now will you tell me what your naughty fantasy is??"

Kalie looked at Lisa in the eyes and said, "To have you as a sex slave. Be our fuck toy Lisa."

Lisa felt the juices leak out just a bit as she rasped, "I will..." 



A Friend in Need Ch. 01



Eating a doughnut and making it look like you're doing nothing more than just that is surprisingly harder than it looks. Or then again, maybe it just seems that way because you're trying not to look suspicious, which of course makes you think that you're doing exactly that, even though, I mean come on, you're just eating a doughnut, for Christ's sakes. I was peeling back the flap on the plastic lid on my coffee when headlights flashed past in the street. I looked up in time to see that it was just a minivan, nobody I needed to care about, but right behind it was the ratty old pickup truck with Delilah at the wheel, staring myopically straight ahead, her thick glasses and bright orange hair reflecting the pinkish light from the lampposts lining the narrow strip of lawn and sidewalk between the parking lot and the street. I raised my cup as she drove by, but she didn't give any sign of noticing or of recognizing me -- unless she was directly involved in a conversation, Delilah was usually off in her own world. A little batty, to get right to it. Which explained, probably, why she was the best writer of the bunch of us. 

I checked the time -- 10:17. Twelve minutes since we'd called an end to the meeting, eight minutes since I'd left Gloria's place, the first to go as usual while Delilah and Colleen lingered to chat with Gloria, gathering up their papers and pens, the minor workplace gossip that they tried to avoid during the meeting so we could concentrate instead on the writing that was the reason we got together every month. It had been eight months since I had joined the writers' group at Colleen's invitation, after one of the original members had stopped showing up; the three girls, they had been getting together for a lot longer, a couple of years now on the first Monday of every month. The meetings usually followed a routine: 10 or 15 minutes of chatty catching up, followed by little writing exercises, then discussions about one another's work samples. These tended to be shallow and polite - no one wanted to lay a real beating on anyone else's work, no matter how well deserved, because then it's your turn to get crapped on and god knows your month's worth of drivel deserves a good beating as much as anyone else's. And as the only guy, there's no way I could compete with three women if things ever took a turn towards the bitchy.

And anyways, after eight months we'd all gotten used to one another and we all knew how everyone else wrote, what each other's weaknesses (many) and strengths (few) as writers were. For the past eight months we'd all been avoiding stepping on toes and managing for the most part to avoid any hard feelings.

And for the past six months, Gloria and I had been fucking more or less regularly. Colleen and Delilah didn't know about this, which lent a certain degree of drama to the monthly meetings beyond the obligatory discussions about character development and verb tenses.

The secrecy wasn't something we had ever explicitly discussed, but from the very beginning it just seemed natural that we would keep our carryings-on to ourselves. The girls all worked together at the university and from Gloria's point of view, this kind of affair just seemed better kept quiet; Delilah, in particular, was a devout Catholic and would no doubt have looked down her nose at Gloria (me, it's hard to say what Delilah would have looked down - she had never been married and as far as I knew had never mentioned any men in her life, or women, for that matter. But then every now and then when I talked to her she'd blush and giggle, so who's to say ...)

As far as I was concerned, Colleen was my closest friend, male or female, and had been since college. So it's not like she didn't know about any of my affairs or relationships and I had no reason to think that she would be particularly shocked or appalled by this one. But it just seemed, what with the dynamics of the group, yada yada, that this was something best kept quiet - a hand grenade that neither Gloria or I saw the need to toss onto the table.

I finished the doughnut and was halfway through the coffee when Colleen's little dark-blue Civic drove by. She gave me a puzzled look, shrugged and waved. She slowed down and for a second I thought she was going to turn into the parking lot but then she kept going, looking back over her shoulder. I smiled and waved back and watched her turn at the next corner toward home. I waited another couple of minutes during which I finished my coffee. When the clock on the CD player said 10:30, I headed back to Gloria's place. 

The light was still on in the living room window as I pulled into the driveway and parked around back out of view of the street. Gloria's place was a converted carriage house that belonged to the university; her job in the alumni office allowed her to pull some strings when it came up for rental. I didn't know for a fact, but she had hinted to me once that some of those strings had included one or two well-placed blowjobs. If true, then that could partly explain her desire for secrecy about our own affair; once you reach a certain level of any corporate hierarchy, there's nothing like a reputation for being the office skank to put a kink in your further career prospects.

The door wasn't locked, so I let myself in without knocking and locked it behind me. The only light is from the tiny kitchen, where Gloria is standing at the sink washing up the wine glasses, coffee cups and cheese tray from the meeting. Inside, the place still looks like a carriage house -- one large pine-panelled room divided by half-walls and strategic placement of furniture into entryway, living room, kitchen and dining room; only the bathroom was completely separate from the rest of the house. Even the bedroom was open, a platform up in the loft that looked down onto the living room and kitchen and was reached by a narrow staircase in one corner that barely qualified better than a ladder.

I hung my leather jacket on a hook next to the door and kicked off my shoes, leaving them on the rustic straw mat and padding to the kitchen in my socks. Gloria was running water over the soapy dishes in the sink as I wrapped my arms around her and buried my face in the side of her neck. 

"Hey baby," I said, kissing the soft skin of her neck. She smelled of shampoo and the morning's perfume. Her dark hair was short, boyish, and I moved up to her exposed ear, nibbling on her lobe.

"Hey yourself," she said. She leaned back against me and sighed contentedly as I nuzzled her neck. I slipped my hand underneath her sweater and rubbed her flat tummy. She was pretty proud of that tummy, the product of religious gym-going and a semi-strict vegetarian diet.

Of course, she fucked like a champion, too. That surely didn't hurt either. 

I moved my hand up her tummy to her tits. Her tits were small, maybe half a handful, and there were many days when she didn't bother wearing a bra. This was one of those days and I cupped her left tit in my hand and was starting to work on the nipple when she pushed my back with her ass.

"Let me finish these dishes," she said. Reluctantly, I took my hand out from under her sweater. 

"Just leave them," I said. "Let's go upstairs. I have a surprise for you."

"I can see that," she giggled. She reached down and rubbed my cock through my jeans. "You're already hard. Just for me?"

"Well, it's a little bit for me too," I said. 

"It's not that little, as I seem to recall," she said, standing on her toes to kiss me on the forehead. "Go on upstairs. I'll be there in just a minute."

She turned back to the sink and I climbed up to the bedroom. The platform was just big enough for the bed, a dresser and a wardrobe. Next to the bed was a small table with a reading lamp and a stack of books. I sat on the bed and took off my t-shirt. Leaning over, I watched Gloria for a few seconds, then threw the shirt at her. It landed on the floor a couple of feet away and she looked up, grinning.

"Are you getting started without me?" she said. I stood up and undid my belt buckle, then pulled down my pants and boxers. My cock stood straight out.

"I'm all warmed up already," I said, tossing my pants over the side. "You'd better hurry up. You're falling behind."

"I'm hurrying," she said. "I'm going to brush my teeth and I'll be right there."

She disappeared into the bathroom and closed the door. I took off my socks and got under the covers. I could hear the water running below -- the bathroom door was thin and kept very few secrets -- and then she came out and the kitchen light went out, leaving the house dark except for the backyard light coming in through the window. 

"I'm coming up," Gloria said. She climbed the steps carefully, holding a lit candle that she set on the dresser, casting shadows on the gabled wall as she quickly undressed and climbed into bed next to me.

"Hi baby," she said, wrapping her legs around mine. She was 42 but her short hair made her look younger. Her skin was goose-bumped and I ran my hands over her ass and back as she snuggled in tight. I kissed her on the neck and made my way along her jaw to her lips, which were warm and wet and open to greet mine, her tongue snaking out. We kissed deeply and I moved my hand up from her hip to her left breast. Her nipple was swollen, firm and pink as I gently rubbed it, earning a low moan. I broke the kiss and moved down to her tit, flicking my tongue over the nipple, sucking it in and nibbling on it gently. Gloria's hand moved up to the back of my neck, rubbing her fingers through my hair as she pulled my head against her chest.

"Oh yeah," she breathed. I released her nipple and moved to her other tit, repeating my attentions, while my right hand wandered over her body down to her trimmed bush. With a moan, Gloria opened her legs in anticipation as I probed with my fingers until I found the swollen nub of her clit. I sucked hard on her nipple as I started to rub her clit, slipping my fingers between her pussy lips. Her slit was wet and my fingers slipped easily into her opening.

"Oh god!" she said. She arched her back and I kissed her, our tongues moving slowly against each other while I pushed two fingers into her pussy. Gloria reached down and wrapped her fingers around my hard cock and jacked it firmly.

"Oh my god, baby," she said. She lay back and spread her legs wide, giving me easier access to her pussy, and I knelt next to her. I moved up by her head and without taking my hand from her cunt, I leaned forward so my cock was at her mouth. Without opening her eyes, Gloria leaned forward and took the head of my cock into her mouth, running her tongue over it before taking it in and sucking gently.

"Yeah," I said, "that feels so good. Aww, yeah." Gloria moaned and moved her head back and forth, taking in more of my meat. I leaned forward to give her a better reach and lost my balance, pulling my fingers out of her pussy, which made a sucking noise to match the slurping sounds coming from Gloria's mouth. She gave a disappointed whimper and I spread my knees to give myself more balance before I returned to her hot, moist slit. I rubbed her the length of her lips, then slid further down to her asshole.  

It had only been a couple of weeks since we had introduced anal play to our repertoire, since she had finally agreed to try it and while she seemed to enjoy it, sometimes it still took her a while to get warmed up to it. I rubbed the tip of my middle finger, wet and sticky with her juices, around the rim of her asshole, pushing gently against her sphincter, and she hummed around my cock, which I took as a sign to continue. I pressed until the first knuckle was in and I stopped as her muscles tightened and squeezed my finger. After a moment I pressed a little further in and as her asshole relaxed, I slipped my entire finger into her.

"Oh, David," she said hoarsely, my cock popping out of her mouth as she lay back onto the pillow, her eyes closed, her hips moving up and down as I started to slide my finger in and out of her asshole, fucking her with a slow, steady rhythm. I rubbed her clit with my thumb and her hips shot up, mashing her pussy against my hand and driving my finger deep into her ass again. Gloria was pinching her nipples and moaning my name as I finger-fucked her. I gently pushed a second finger against her anal opening and squeezed it in alongside the first one. Gloria reached down suddenly and grabbed my hand.

"You're going to make me come," she hissed, pulling my fingers from her ass. 

"You have a problem with that?" I said. She sat up and put a hand on my chest and pushed me back.

"Lie down," she said. "I don't want to come yet. God, you're making me so hot, baby."

I lay back on the bed and she moved right down to my cock and sucked it into her mouth, taking almost all seven inches before letting it slowly slip back out. I closed my eyes and moaned softly as she began the blowjob in earnest. When we first started fucking, she had been shy about her oral skills and it had taken her a while to relax enough to get to a point where we both enjoyed it as more than just a quick, obligatory part of foreplay. By now, though, she had gotten over the shyness and she sucked my cock like it was her favourite thing in the world; the way she did it certainly was one of mine. 

Cupping my balls with one hand, she rubbed the other up and down the length of my cock as she sucked it up and down, stopping every few strokes to run her tongue over the head, poking the tip into my peehole before engulfing me again. I reached down and ran my fingers through her short hair as her head moved up and down. She let me go with a pop and looked up at me, smiling, her lips swollen and red.

"Does that feel nice?" she asked in that soft, little-girlish voice she used when she got worked up. I nodded and she gave my cock a lick from bottom to top. "Good," she said. She ran her tongue over my balls, then sucked them, one then the other, into her mouth while her hand continued to jack me off. I brought my knees up and she ran her tongue further down, licking the sensitive skin and then rimming my asshole.

"Oh yeah," I moaned and moved my hips. GLoria giggled and continued to tease my ass with her tongue, pressing against my pucker then licking up to my ball sac again. At the same time she jacked me off, her hand sliding up and down my cock, which was wet from her saliva, flicking her thumb over the sensitive head.

"OK," she sighed, "I've teased you enough." And with that she sucked me back into her mouth. She continued to suck my cock for another 10 minutes until I felt the tingling start in my balls and spread outward.

I bucked my hips and Gloria took the hint, speeding up her bobbing up and down on me. 

"You're gonna make me come," I groaned, my hand on the back of her neck.

"Mmmm." She let my cock slip from her lips. "Are you going to come in my mouth, baby? I want to taste you."

"Oh yeah," I said as she went down again. "Suck my cock. I'm going to come in your mouth."

"Come on my face, baby," she said. "I want your hot come all over me."

She sucked me loudly and with a moan I came, my jism filling her mouth as she continued to bob up and down, moaning as she swallowed and slurped at my load. She opened her mouth and some of my load dribbled out onto her chin, and she rubbed my cockhead on her cheeks and chin, smearing my come over her face, then licking it off me. 



A Friend in Need Ch. 01



(c) 2013, All rights reserved by the author.

Part 1

There's an old saying that you never know someone as well as you think you do, and that proved to be the case with my wife. Claire is a few years younger than me, in her late twenties, and we've been together since our late teens. Six years married and with two kids, from the outside we probably seem the most conventional couple around, but that's all changed recently.

It started quite innocently enough, when Claire received a Facebook friend request from a guy called Matthew. She showed me his picture and told me that he was one of her best friends at school when she was very young. She'd lost touch with him as they went to different schools later, when she was around twelve years old.

Her mother and his mother were friends, and so they had seen each other a couple of times over the years but the last time she'd seen anything of him was right back before we were married. So when he messaged her to say hello, she couldn't wait to catch up with him.

He was married around the same length of time as us, and had three children. Their conversation mainly consisted of comments about the kids and life in general and it made Claire smile - something she hadn't done too much of late due to work being particularly stressful and putting me a tired and grumpy mood most nights - so I didn't mind at all.

Then, a couple of days later, she asked me if I would mind if she met up with Matthew for a coffee, and again I said that of course I didn't as long as that was all it was. She smiled and said thank you, then confessed to me that Matthew had been her very first boyfriend. By 'boyfriend' she meant when she was ten years old - and purely the hand-holding school sweetheart thing, before she had dumped him for someone called Robert, fickle as young love is.

I laughed at her, and jokingly told her to be a good girl and not go rekindling any long-buried feelings. Claire giggled back that she wouldn't.

The next day when I got home from work, I asked how it went, and she said it was lovely. He hadn't changed, she instantly recognized him but he hadn't recognized her at first apart from her very pale long blonde hair, which she's had since she was very young. Claire was quite skinny when I met her, but being married had agreed with her and she'd filled out nicely, especially when she was pregnant with our first child and her breasts had grown from a 36C to a 36F and never really shrunk back. She put on a little weight with the babies that she also hadn't lost, but I preferred her with a slightly bigger bottom and a curvier figure.

They talked all about their partners, how we'd met and all the typical 'catch-up' stories about the kids' births and other mundane subjects such as work. He made her a little bit sad though, and when I asked why, she said he's such a lovely man and it was a shame because he seemed stuck in a loveless marriage in some ways. I asked her to explain further and after making me promise not to tell a soul, she said that he confessed that while he loved his wife and family, since the third child, their sex life had almost completely died off.

Claire said it was probably just a phase, and that it would get better again if they worked at it. But he seemed quite down because their sex life hadn't been good for a long time. Claire rather tactlessly told him that our own sex life had gotten stronger if anything since having our youngest, but even we had our down periods from time to time.

He asked Claire for advice and she said that she'd given him the usual woman's talk on how he needed to make an effort to spoil her occasionally with flowers or chocolates, make sure they went to bed early, taking a shower and making sure he smelled nice beforehand. He should take her out sometimes and compliment her or even buy her some naughty underwear to get her in the mood. Matthew took that on board but said he had already done most of it, and that it had only got him sex once in the past year.

I looked at Claire and winced - once in a whole year? That WAS bad, and Claire said she agreed. She had changed the subject after that, so as not to have the conversation get too depressing, but he continued to text message her about it afterwards, and over the next few days his messaging continued although Claire found it difficult to advise him on anything, mostly because she had no idea what sort of person his wife was. But she did try and be a friend to him.

Then, a few days later as we were eating, Claire read a message on her phone and laughed out loud, explaining to me when I raised an eyebrow that Matthew was confessing to losing his confidence in bed - and wondering whether that was why his wife didn't want to sleep with him. When she asked why he'd lost his confidence, he admitted that he thought his penis was a bit on the small side.

I'm not huge in the trouser department, but I'm not small either, falling squarely in the average with my six inches but I could understand how feeling insecure about your cock might make you lose your mojo and I told Claire to be nice to him and tell him that size didn't matter, which she did. She also said to him that unless his penis had shrunk since they'd first met, it was very unlikely that had anything to do with it, as long as it wasn't ridiculously tiny.

Matthew asked her to define 'ridiculously tiny' but she played safe and told him to go and measure and she would tell him what size category he fell into. The text chat turned into back-and-forth banter from there on, with him saying that it was a bit of a personal question and how would she like it if he asked her what bra size she was? Claire was happy to tell him that she was a 36F, but he still wouldn't divulge his size. He did send a photo of his reasonably muscular chest though - with a caption that he was happy with his body, he just wished his cock was a bit bigger. Claire forwarded my reply: all men wish the same thing!

They continued to text, with the tone getting a little bit naughtier. Claire showed me one where he said that he knew that they were both happily married but he had to admit that he found her attractive and still felt a bit of chemistry. Claire flirted back but kept it purely friendly and nothing too heavy. Although when he told her that he felt a bit unfairly treated because he'd sent her a chest photo and she hadn't reciprocated, she did send him a teasing picture of her cleavage.

She said that the cheeky photo was all he was getting and if he wanted more then he should send her a picture of his penis, saying she would give him an honest opinion but he just sent a 'smiley' back with a wink and a 'maybe.'

This was on a Sunday and he asked that evening if he could pop over the next day for a chat because he wanted some advice. She replied that it was a bit awkward with working the following morning and then picking the kids up from school later. He said that it wouldn't take long because he lives close to where she works, so perhaps she could come round for a quick coffee straight after she finishes work. Claire checked with me and when I said yes, she told Matthew okay but she really couldn't stay long. 

That night, when I got home from work, I could tell something was wrong and guessed that Matthew had said something to upset her. When I asked, she said she would tell me after the kids were in bed, but I could see that she was holding back tears. I was inevitably quite concerned when she finally sat down with me later and explained.

She had gone to Matthew's and it had just been a friendly coffee. He was off work while his wife was out shopping and kids were at school, so they sat in the sunshine in the back garden chatting and he asked Claire for advice. Basically he suspected his wife was having an affair. He'd tried getting it on with her a couple of nights before, using some of Claire's tips, but she'd turned him down flat. The following day, he'd found some sex toys in her drawer and putting two and two together with her being secretive with her phone lately, he had begun to suspect that she might be up to something.

Claire tried to reassure him, despite not being sure herself, that he should give her the benefit of the doubt. Of course, he should look for any definitive evidence but failing to find any, he shouldn't accuse her of anything unnecessarily. There wasn't any point in possibly wrecking their relationship unless he was absolutely sure. Then as they talked more, she told him - in confidence - that she had been a naughty girl once behind my back.

I did know about this - it was a blip in our marriage - Claire had been very drunk one night and ended up sleeping with one of my best friends at the time. She had confessed to me a few days later and we worked it out.

Without going into too much detail, she told him vaguely that she had been in a one night stand with an ex-friend of mine, and that even the best people could sometimes make mistakes like that. Matthew was a bit shocked but she explained that our sex life was still great and our relationship was good and that it had been a one-time thing, so even if his own wife was up to something, perhaps it was just a silly fling. Not something worth wrecking their marriage for, and maybe he should leave it be for now.

At this point, I didn't understand why she was so upset and asked her to get to the point. Claire's eyes teared up again as she confessed that after that, it had got a little bit flirtier and naughtier. Matthew said that he'd got a hard-on now, with her wearing the cleavage-revealing vest top that she was wearing for the fine weather and telling him that she'd been unfaithful. He asked her about it - and if my friend had been good, or better/bigger than me - and Claire admitted that they ended up having a bit of a saucy chat, going indoors so his neighbours couldn't hear.

When I prompted her with, 'And...?' Claire turned bright red in the face as she explained that eventually after he kept telling her that he was really horny and hard, she told him to get his penis out while he was erect and she would give him her honest opinion if it was small or not.

Claire couldn't stop apologizing to me but I just told her to tell me what had happened and to stop saying sorry. She continued, admitting that she was quite horny from telling him about being naughty and what she'd done. Apparently, Matthew had asked for as much detail as she could remember - and that while she did hope he would get his cock out, she never really expected him to, so she was quite surprised when he undid his zipper and pulled it out.

I took a deep breath and told her to carry on and she asked if I was sure and when I said yes, Claire carried on. She said she couldn't see it properly and so he took his trousers and shorts down so she could judge it better. I asked Claire where all this happened and she said that they were in his front room, with her on the sofa and him standing in front of her.

He was very hard, so it was sticking straight out like a smaller erection does. Claire said to me that he was small-ish but not too bad (she's seen smaller - estimating it since at about five inches or so, and a little bit thin but okay) but she didn't tell him that. Instead, she said that he was probably about average really, and really didn't have anything to worry about. She did admit that she'd seen bigger and that mine is a little bit bigger (he asked) but that she'd had several smaller cocks in her time before me, and had still gotten pleasure from them.

He asked her how many men she'd been with but she wouldn't tell him. Then he asked her if she wanted one more, which made her giggle. Even though I was feeling a powerful mix of conflicting emotions, I did laugh out loud at his cheek.

Claire told him that she wouldn't sleep with him because he was married, and even if his wife was cheating she wouldn't do that. I asked Claire if her own marital status hadn't also been a factor in that decision and she said that of course it was, but she hadn't been thinking straight.

I told her I wanted to know everything. If she hadn't slept with him, then why was she so upset and she said that after she turned him down, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him because he looked embarrassed and awkward, standing there with his small but rock-hard cock sticking out, obviously very horny and not sure what to do.

Claire said that Matthew was eyeing up her cleavage all through their chat, and now wasn't making any attempt to hide the fact, blatantly staring at them. So, purely on impulse, she pulled her top up and showed him her breasts in her bra, saying that it was a treat and something for him to wank to later, after she'd gone.

He replied with a shy giggle that he'd rather wank now and Claire said, 'And cum on them?' meaning her breasts. When she admitted this to me, she cringed and stopped for a moment, before trying to explain that she was just meaning to tease him but that again when he had said 'Yes, please,' she had again impulsively responded, telling him to go ahead, guessing that he wouldn't dare, being a bit on the shy and awkward side as he was.

However, instead he replied that he wouldn't want to stain her lovely bra and that it would be even better if she did it for him.

I was fuming as I listened to this and wondering what the hell I was going to do. How were we going to get past this? It was years ago now, but her first indiscretion had taken a lot of time for me to forgive her, but while I wasn't sure how far they had gone at this point, I started to wonder if I could trust her and wondered if she was telling me the whole truth anyway. My mind was whirling as I told her to finish telling me what had happened and then we would obviously need to talk about our relationship.

Claire said okay and the rest came out in a big rush. She said she wasn't going to lie - she was feeling really quite horny herself at this point with Matthew. She asked if his wife wasn't due back anytime soon and he replied that he was that horny and hadn't done anything as naughty and exciting as this for fifteen years so it really wouldn't take very long!

My wife looked at me as she told me that once again pure impulse had taken over and that all that had run through her mind was the thought 'why not?' .She undid her bra, and described him 'gasping' as he saw her boobs for the first time. His reaction had made her grin as her ego swelled and loving the attention, she took hold of his cock and began to play with him.

I closed my eyes, trying not to picture the image in my mind but I couldn't help it. My gorgeous curvy blonde wife, topless to the waist, playing with another man's cock. The last time I had found out about her cheating, I had been slightly disturbed to find the inevitable mental pictures rather arousing - but I put that down to me imagining that it was me and not someone else, as a sort of mental self-defence or denial at what had gone on, but again the thought of Claire with another man was starting to turn me on, for whatever reason. I fought against my rising arousal, sighing as she continued to explain.

Claire said Matthew closed his eyes and was obviously in seventh heaven - she stroked him and played with his balls at the same time, trying to make him cum as quick as she could because she was a bit worried that someone might walk in at any time, and that while it wasn't over quite as quickly as what he'd said it might be, it still didn't take very long at all.

I told her that I'd heard enough and that I could imagine the rest, but she refused to stop, saying she needed me to know what she'd done. She went on to say that she found it quite funny, because he was thrusting his hips a bit, obviously really turned on, and at one point he tried to pull her head towards it but she said no, and then he practically begged her to show him her pussy, to which she again said no but that he could feel her boobs if he wanted and he cupped her tits for a moment.

The mental images in my head were becoming more and more vivid. Did she know that this was turning me on? Was she teasing me? Or was she trying to hurt me? Because it did hurt, despite my finding it an unexpected and shameful turn on. Whether it turned me on or not, she had still betrayed and cheated on me.

Then Matthew said he was going to cum so she pulled him towards her and let him spurt on to her chest. He came hard and heavily, groaning out loud and there was lots of cum she said, for someone with a smallish cock, but she guessed that he doesn't empty his balls that often, and after she cleaned herself up and got dressed again there was a bit of awkwardness again.

Claire finished the story by saying that Matthew had said he felt guilty now for being bad behind his own wife's back. Claire replied that was why she wouldn't let him do anything more than a handjob (which she doesn't see as cheating really as there's no penetration of any kind) and then he said he also felt guilty for making her do this behind her husband's back. He was just really horny and got a bit carried away.

Claire told him it was fine and that she had been really horny too. It took two to tango, and she was just as guilty as him. She had been tempted to do something further, if she was honest, but instead she was going to go home and fuck me senseless later, to get it out of her system and make it up to me. She repeated that he shouldn't worry about it, then that yes - his dick is perfectly fine - and finally just to keep an eye on his wife and not to do anything rash unless he knows with absolute certainty that she is cheating.

She left not long after, with them agreeing to stay friends and that what had just happened wouldn't affect anything for either of them, but they had texted since, with him being rather flirty still. Claire assured me that she doesn't plan to fuck him and end up ruining his marriage and ours, so nothing else will happen between them in the foreseeable future.

The big question was if I could forgive her again? She implored me to, saying she would do whatever it took, including cutting off all contact with Matthew, if that was what I wanted. She would fuck me later and I could do whatever I wanted with her, if I could just see past what had been just a stupidly impulsive set of actions earlier.

I said that I appreciated her being honest and telling me all of this, but that I also needed some time to think. Part of me was screaming that she was a cheating whore who I should kick out of my life for good, but we had a marriage and kids to consider and besides all of that, the other part of me - the part that even now was as horny as fuck from thinking about her being so slutty - actually got a kick out of it. Didn't that make me as bad as her?

Where did we go from here? If I took her back, was I being a pussy? Was I being stupid? After all, this was twice now - surely she would do it again. And again, and again, if I just kept forgiving her.

I reached a decision. I would leave temporarily and book into a hotel while I sorted my head out. I couldn't cope with this right now - work had been so stressful - I felt like I was about to crack up. When she burst into tears, I reassured her I wasn't making a final decision now. I just thought it was a good idea for us to spend a few days apart, so we could both get our heads around things.

She saw the sense in that, but was obviously heartbroken, however I stuck to my guns and packed a bag and got out of there that very evening. I knew it would be a difficult time and we had tough decisions to make, but I knew I was doing the right thing.

What I didn't realise though, was where all of this would lead.

I would end up back with her - and our marriage would be stronger than ever - but the tale of how this happened is for the next part of this story. Like I said at the start of this tale, our marriage is not a conventional one - not any more, not since the day she let her childhood friend cum all over her tits. That day I learned that I had married a slut, and while it took another turn of events for me to realise, the only way to live with a slut, is to embrace it.




A Friend in Need Ch. 01



To be continued...



A Friend in Need Ch. 02



This continues the tale of my best friend Sondra and our wild sexual adventures, this is an absolutely true story. 

I was enjoying a post-coital snuggle with my best friend, Sondra, when she said, "I want to sleep with a woman." 

Now normally that would be the opening line for a great evening but because I have never known her to even mention women in this way, I was curious. 

"Okay," I said, "was I that bad? Have you decided to switch teams? I mean we can start again I promise to do better." 

She laughed and said, "No silly but I was just saying that I have thought about it but have been too afraid to tell anyone." 

"Well, if you were to sleep with a woman what would want her to look like? Do you want big tits like you have?" I said with a grin. 

"No," she said, "I want more of an athletic type, slim, great body and a very pretty face. She has to beautiful." 

"Yeah," I said, "you and every other guy, fella."

She jabbed me with her elbow. "I'm serious," she said, "I don't know what to do, I would hate to approach a woman and be rejected and then have her and everyone else think I'm gay."

"Okay, name some women that we know that would fit your type?" I inquired. 

She named several beautiful women, most of whom I would do in a second, none of whom I knew very well. Then as she listed several more, I heard her say Mary. 

I stopped her and said, "Mary's a lesbian you know." 

She laughed and said "no she's not, I was in class with her boyfriend." 

"My dearest naive darling, Mary and I are very cool and she came out to me and asked me never to tell anyone. We used to go out to clubs and picked up women together. She had a harder rap than most guys. I was happy just to get her overflow pussy." 

She looked at me and was about to speak, when I said, "no, I never slept with her or had any sexual encounters with her, she went home her way and I went mine. But I would absolutely love to be in a three way with us and her. Knowing her type, she would eat you alive, she loves very feminine woman. Someone, big and soft like you, cutie." 

Then she said, "are you saying I'm fat?", with her fist under my chin poised for the answer.

"Only in all the right places," I said, as I planted a kiss on her sweet lips. 

Over the next few days, I proceeded to reconcile schedules with Mary and Sondra and determine an appropriate place to rendezvous. I reserved a room in a great hotel downtown. Then I told her to meet us at a restaurant within the hotel. When Mary came in, she was dressed conservatively. She had just come from work in a proper office with expected levels of decorum. As she sat, her drink was there waiting just as she liked it. 

"You remembered," she said smiling. Then she greeted Sondra. She did not know that we were now a couple. Mary asked her how was graduate school going and when would she be graduating.

The conversation started off pretty mundane, reminiscing about school and future plans, then unexpectedly Mary started to discuss how she wanted to get married soon and have a family. She was talking to Sondra but kept looking at me. 

Then she said looking at me, "we really should get together more often." 

The next thing I know her hand is under the table and on my dick. I kick my friend, who glances and catches the action. Mary was now in her attack mode. She started talking about how she can't find any good guys and how she's been almost a hermit since she started this job. 

My dick was rock hard and she was stroking it in an almost imperceptible manner to anyone in the restaurant but I was about to cum. I made a move like I dropped something and then I pulled out my cock and Mary was holding it in her hand. 

Sondra kept kicking me in my shin and mouthing the words, stop it. I shrugged my shoulder and pointed towards Mary. 

Mary suddenly stopped and said, "I'll be right back." 

She got up and headed for the bathroom. As soon as she was out of earshot, my friend, Sondra came over to my side of the table livid. 

"I thought you told me she was a lesbian, she been all over you since she's got here and what that bit with the handjob under the table." Then she looked down and saw my cock erect and with pre-cum on the tip. "Put that thing away," she said, as she looked around the restaurant concerned that someone could see what's going on. 

"Let's pay the check and get the hell out of here," she was pissed. I was on the other hand very horny and wanted to make sure that this threesome took place. This would be my first and it was going to happen. 

Mary came back looking a bit flushed. So I decided to hell with decorum, I am going to ratchet this thing up a bit. I looked at Mary and said, "Did you just go to the bathroom to masturbate?" 

She laughed nervously and said, "I can't believe you just said that," looking to my friend as if I was crazy. 

"Don't look at her for assistance; she knows everything including your little trips to the island of Lesbos." 

Now Mary had both a shocked and hurt look on her face. I had betrayed a confidence and she had an image to protect. She was about to say something when I interrupted her, 

"Listen," I said, "Sondra and I going out now and the reason I set up this whole evening was to get the three of us together in a hotel room I've booked upstairs. Now both of you are so worried about your images, that you are going to let a prime opportunity for a hot threeway slip right by you." 

Then I continued, "Oh and by the way Mary, I remember a couple of years ago , when you told me how you would love to get your hands on those big, juicy tits of Sondra's and at the time I said me, too. Well, let me tell you, I have and they're even more beautiful than you imagined. So let's get the hell out here and go have some real fun." 

There was quiet at the table, the two women barely looked at each other. I got up from the table and began to walk out; either they would come with me or ... I didn't want to think about it. 

As I left the restaurant I heard them behind me laughing, I knew they were talking about me but that didn't matter now, I just wanted them upstairs in bed, naked. 

A half hour later, Mary came out of the shower, she said she felt sweaty and dirty and wanted to wash up. My friend was under the covers, naked. A freshly poured glass of champagne in hand and a smile on her face told the whole story. 

Mary came over and took the champagne poured a little into her own mouth and then began to passionately kiss my friend. Each time she kissed her she would sip more champagne first. Mary than eased the cover off of my friend and leisurely surveyed her body in a way that a man would never do. She was in no rush and you could tell. Her hand caressed her shoulder and slowly swooped down her chest until her fingers just slighty touched her large erect nipple. She circled the nipple and then she moved on. 

Sondra's body writhed during the process as she anticipated every touch and feel. Mary worked her like the expert in the female form she was. She praised her looks and she worshiped her breasts and all I could do is stare in admiring amazement. 

Mary finally made her way down to my friend's shaved pussy. She was glistening with wetness. Mary kissed around her pubes and began to gently bite on them. She eased her forefinger into her and began to move it gently. My friend's moans became louder as Mary finally found her way to her clitoris. Mary licked and pulled and sucked her clitoris in every direction. Her finger was massaging Sondra's G-spot and her other hand was playing with her nipples.

Sondra was breathing heavy and I knew she was about to cum. But the intensity of her orgasm surprised even me. When she came, she screamed and then she wriggled back and forth on the bed as if unable to control her body. Mary snaked her way to my friend's mouth and engaged in some very deep and soulful kissing. 

After a few minutes, Mary called me over and said, "I need you." I walked over to the bed, erect and ready to go. 

"I didn't bring my dildo, so you will be my dildo, but you are not allowed to cum until we both have cum first, or you will be a bad dildo," she said smiling. 

"Ok," I said smiling from ear to ear.

"And remember" she said smacking me on the ass, "dildos don't talk, so be quiet." 

Mary grabbed my hard cock and put it in her mouth and began to suck on it. She gave a wet, sloppy blowjob with a lot of hand action. I thought of baseball, Richard Nixon, anything in the world but what she was doing. It felt so damn good that I just wanted to shot my load. She looked at me and smiled obviously aware of my dilemma. She called Sondra over and they took turns sucking on my hard, near-bursting dick. 

Then Mary told my friend to get up on all fours, which she did obligingly. Mary stood behind me and eased my dick into Sondra's pussy. Mary held my dick in her hand and whispered dirty things in my ear while I stroked my friend from behind. With her whispers and her hand, Mary controlled the tempo and the intensity of our fucking. 

Sondra's ass was sticking high in the air, her head down as her orgasm approached. Mary commanded me to fuck Sondra harder as she held my dick with her hand. Mary was now licking my nipple and occasionally pulling out my dick to suck on it before putting it back in Sondra's wet pussy. When Mary wasn't talking to me, she was down licking my friend's asshole as I stroked her pussy. 

Finally I moved Mary's hand out of the way, grabbed my friend hips and proceeded to fuck her as hard as I could. I was bouncing off her soft, plushy ass. My friend came hard and as she came Mary slid two fingers up her ass. This caused Sondra to cum even harder. 

Mary then looked at me and said, "I want you to fuck her up the ass." 

I shook my head no, my friend always told me that was something she never wanted to do and I respected her on that. 

But Mary looked at me and whispered, "she wants it, trust me." 

Now this whole evening, I have not seen Mary play a wrong note yet, so I took my dick out which was as hard and as thick as it has ever been and Mary sucked on it, making a special effort to put lots of spit on it. 

Then, Mary, eased my dick slowly into my friend's tight asshole. I heard a low moan and then I heard Sondra say, "ohhh," Mary continued to press my dick inside of her. Too my surprise, my friend began to move her ass towards me. I couldn't believe how good it felt. 

Then I heard my friend say, "I can't believe it, this feel so good."

I was shocked, she had always made such a big deal about anal sex and here she was telling me how good it felt. But I am one never to look a gift horse in the mouth. I started to stroke a little bit deeper and then I realized that she was moaning with a muffled sound, I looked up and Mary had position her pussy under my friend's mouth who was eating her first "coochie" ever. Then the realization had suddenly dawned on me at that moment, that no matter what I did in life or what I accomplished, it isn't going to get much better than this moment here and now. 

I continued to fuck my friend up the ass, as Mary writhed in orgasmic pleasure. Then I thought I want to fuck Mary now. So I pulled out of my friend's ass and ran to the bathroom, wiped off my dick with soap and water and ran back in to the bedroom. I moved my friend out of the way, spread Mary's legs really wide and sank my dick deep into her. 

She screamed, "Oh god," and than I eased out a little but eventually I continued fucking her hard. She had turned me on so much that I couldn't cum. So I was just like the dildo but I was in control. I turned Mary over and fucked her doggystyle. Unlike my friend, she had a firm, hard ass and as I stuck it in she tried to wriggle away but I held her hips tight and fucked her in long, slow motion. She then wiggled her ass in a circular motion which was sexy as hell. 

Then my friend, with a devilish smile on her face said, "it's her turn." 

I knew what she meant and I eased my dick out of her pussy and slowly stuck it up her ass. She was a trooper, she begged me to put it in and I pushed my dick all the way into her quickly. She grunted and I felt a wave begin to overtake me. I held tight to her hips gave two very long, fast stroke then I pulled out and shot the biggest load I ever shot all over her ass, her back, in her hair and some on the headboard. 

Sondra laughed at the site of my body jerking with each shot. But I didn't care because it felt as good as hell. My friend surprised me again by licking the cum off of Mary's back and cleaning her off. I just looked at both of them and said this was definitely a night of surprises. 

This was just a one night stand for our threesome. The two of them never saw each other again, probably out of embarrassment. Sondra said she was glad she got that out of her system and that she liked dick too much especially mine, though I know that she has had a woman or two since our little threesome. 

Mary stayed closeted but is still very popular amongst a certain group of women in the city though is known to take the occasional dick every now and then, though unfortunately not mine. Oh well, I still got my memories.



A Friend in Need Ch. 02



"Do you think Amber would mind if I stayed with you guys for awhile?", were the words that started it all. Tom had recently gotten into a pretty bad fight with his parents, and not having any money saved up, asked me to stay with us.

"Well, to be honest I'd have to ask Amber." I replied.

"Okay, just get back to me later then."

Since then Tom had moved in and while it had been a few weeks, it had been a long few weeks for everyone, but Amber hadn't turned him down. I really didn't know what her response would be since she had given Tom a blow-job last year. Sometimes that makes uncomfortable blanks in conversation.

Tom pretty much kept to himself, just like I remember, only coming out of his room to watch a little TV or eat dinner, and most times we didn't even notice he was there.

Amber, my wife, had even gotten a little turned on having someone in the house and it became a game, us trying to be quiet while fucking.

Later that night after Tom went to bed, Amber watched as he left the room and pushed my hand up against her crotch. After work she had slipped into some short, daisy duke shorts, and a tight revealing t-shirt. My cock had been having a hard time all night watching her. She just smiled as my hand rubbed softly against her shorts. Then her head leaned down while she unbuttoned my pants. Moments later my pulsing cock was being pulled out of the boxers. Her soft, wet tongue slithered against my cockhead as my hand pulled against her shorts, revealing wet panties. She sighed as my two fingers instantly slid into her hairless pussy. I pulled her auburn hair up out of her face so I could watch her coat my cock with her spit, as she inched down my pole.

I pulled her panties completely off and tossed them on the floor as we began and instinctive motion of me thrusting my cock against her mouth as she bucked harder and harder against my fingers. She moaned against my cock as her tight pussy gripped me sending pulses of pleasure to my balls. Suddenly she was on the verge and she began to moan louder as I had no problem sliding a third finger up her sopping pussy.

I started thrusting upward against her mouth as she started to swallow my 6 inch cock whole. My hand pulled her head closer, her nose against my pubic hairs. Seconds later, her pussy tightened against my fingers and began to spasm. She writhed against my probing fingers as pussy juice dripped down my hand, her hips shaking uncontrollably.

That's all it took to set me off. I face fucked her mouth, and she dutifully swallowed all of me, even while she was cumming. She was still panting as I forced a fourth finger inside her, and this time she groaned loud enough I knew Tom heard. Her mouth was open now as she started to cum again as she stroked me. 

"Oh god," I whispered as she brought me to orgasm. Now it was my hips that were uncontrollable as her pussy clamped against my hand as she came. My cock spasmed as the thick cum shot allover her cheeks, and all the while she held her tongue out as she came harder.

She looked so hot and horny as she looked up at me with cum running down her mouth. She leaned up and kissed me, our tongued intertwining as I tasted my own cum. We both leaned against each other like that for awhile until she found enough strength to get up and go to bed. I quickly followed, washing up in the bathroom, then sliding in next to her.

Thing was, I couldn't sleep now, it woke me up having such a heated session. So I got up and as I entered the living room I quietly picked up all of our clothes. I found her shorts, and shoes, but for some reason couldn't find her panties. I took our clothes and put them in the dirty laundry, then slipped out the side door to throw away a small bag of trash.

Walking around the house I noticed Tom's light on, and on the way back from the trash can I peeked in his window. I figured we might have woken Tom up and apparently we did. He had a dim light on in his room and I saw that Tom had Amber's dirty panties. He was laying back in a lazy-boy chair, not facing me, rubbing his cock through his boxers.

Perhaps I shouldn't have kept watching but I did anyway a little upset that he had taken something of ours. He found the crotch of her panties and brought it to his face sniffing it. Then he pulled his straining cock out of his boxers. He was about seven inches, cut, with a fat mushroom head. Ever since I saw Tom's cock as a kid I had been a bit jealous that he was thicker than me.

He rubbed the soaked panties against his throbbing cock, lubricating it. I knew her pussy had been soaked but even that far away I could see his cock glistening with my wife's cum juices. 

He began to stroke, slowly at first, then faster. His other hand held the panties to his face as he sniffed that crotch. Suddenly my own cock began to get hard again and I found myself rubbing it, as I watched him. I too had my cock out stroking, watching my best friend sniff my wife's panties, getting off to her hot juices.

He slid the panties down to his cock again and re-wetted it, then sniffed them again. I stroked faster, watching every movement. He pulled at his cock with his left hand, while the right sniffed at that ripe crotch. I knew the intoxication, after all, I had sniffed her panties alot the first year or two we were together. Her pussy had always left a musky smell, and that combined with a strong cum, always was hot.

So there Tom was stroking, probably imaging the time we had before where she sucked him. Where she slid her plump lips over his cockhead and deep-throated his thick veiny cock. Where her nose was pushed against his thick pubic hair as she struggled to fit all of him in her mouth. Where he had asked to touch my wife's titties, and she pushed his hand down her low cut shirt to feel them while i watched. Where his hand roamed openly against her bare breast as she bobbed up and down on his cock trying to get him to cum. Where she begged him to cum, "Come on Tom, cum for me." she had whispered. Then finally, he was probably imagining her tight mouth sucking him, as he held her hair, while his load shot into her mouth. Where she sucked him for a few minutes after, squeezing his cock as she sucked. milking his cock and balls dry.

Then I saw it, Tom put the crotch of the panties into his mouth, and let his right hand grip his balls. He jerked harder now just as I did. His legs started to shake. He was probably imagining fucking her now. He stiffened up and pulled at his balls, as his back arched. Stream after stream shot out of his thick cock. My own cock pulsed and spurted as I watched him getting off to my hot smelling wife. Oh god it was so good. His cum was allover his hand and his still throbbing cock as I left to go clean my self up. I had a good story to tell my wife, maybe I could get her to leave more of her wet panties around the house. I had a feeling it was gonna be a hot summer. 



A Friend in Need Ch. 02



An hour later Lisa was in Kalie's house. Kalie had called Prince on the way back and he promised to be there. They were all very excited. This was going to be a special Friday night. 

When Lisa and Kalie walked in, prince was already home. The lights were dim and a whiff of aromatic oil in the air. Prince was on the couch of his Central London studio apartment. Lisa gasped a bit when she saw him. Prince was wearing a long Silk black robe, his briefs showing through only slightly. Lisa could see the package it held back and it looked big and juicy. His skin was smooth and bronze and he had the most charming smile she had ever seen. 

"Welcome Lisa. Welcome to the den." he said.

Prnce ran his eyes over Lisa. He liked what he saw. She was a petite 5 ft girl. Frizzy blonde hair. She was not skinny but very curvy. Her 36C full breasts were held back by a white top. She was wearing a dark blue patterned skirt. 

In contrast Kalie was tall and slim. Kalie was atleast 5 ft 9", a long legged woman. She was less top heavy than Lisa but had the proverbial bubble ass. 

"I am so glad you agreed to join us Lisa. Kalie has been telling me so much about you."

Lisa smiled and spluttered thanks. She was suddenly feeling very conscious. The rational part of her brain was screaming "What are you doing Lisa? You are here to fuck your best friend and her boyfriend?? You want to be their sex toy! What's wrong with you??" At the same time she could not help herself. She wanted it. She wanted to be their fuck slave, their piece of meat, their slut. The 3 months of pent up frustration was boiling over. She wanted to feel ravaged and taken and fucked. 

"She's feeling very shy Prince," Kalie said, "shall we make her feel a bit more comfortable?"

Lisa felt Kalie rub and grind behind her. Her body stiffened. She had never had a lesbian experience before and the thought of her friend Kalie, her best friend Kalie rubbing against her ass and grinding her crotch into her was just very strange. 

What was even more strange is that she liked it. She felt herself pushing back just a bit, getting a better feel of the bump and grind. A hot flush coursed through her body. Prince was in front of her, his fingers lightly brushing against her face and hair.

Lisa breathing was heavy. Her eyes felt heavy, her body felt good. She felt Kalie's hands snake up around her hips and cup her breast lightly. A light moan escaped her lips. 

"You like that Lisa? You like the feel of Kalie's hands all over your body?" Prince asked.

"Oh god yess.. I like it." Lisa gasped. She pulled Prince closer and their lips met. It was the moment that the embankments broke. 

Lisa kissed him deep and passionately. She was hungry for their touch. She felt all the shyness disappear. Her body was on fire. 

The loud sounds of kissing and dry humping filled the room. Kalie was squeezing Lisa tits hard as she felt her friend kiss Prince like a wanton sex slut. She ran her hands down the front of her body and rubbed Lisa's pussy with her fingers. It was soaking wet. 

"Oh Prince.. she is wet like a slut. Her pussy is dripping with cunt juices." She rubbed the fingers under his nose and over his lips. Prince groaned as the smell of Lisa's cunt filled his senses. 

"Oh fuck me guys. Fuck my cunt and asshole. Fuck me and make me your sex slave" Lisa growled. It was as if she was another person, overcome with lust. 

Kalie and Prince smiled. This was going to be perfect. 

Lisa felt her clothes torn off. Her tits tumbled out of her bra. She felt her panties torn and thrown in the room. Kalie and Prince were rubbing and groping and feeling her body and it felt like heaven. 

She could feel Kalie kiss and nibble on her tits. She raised her hands above her head and arched her body forward. The musky smell of their naked bodies filling the room. 

Her other nipple was in Prince's mouth, sucked hard and lightly bitten. A ragged hiss escaped her lips "Oh yes! suck my boobs. Suck my milkjugs, oh god yesssss!"

She felt Kalie's hands pushing her shoulder downwards. She went on her knees. Prince' cock was less than an inch from her lips. She opened her wet lips. 

"Suck it Lisa. Suck that cock like you want it. Come on Prince. Give my horny friend a taste of your cock" Kalie grunted into Lisa's ear. Lisa could feel Kalie kneeling behind her, her hands cupping and kneading her tits. 

Lisa leaned forward. Prince gripped her hair in a bunch and slid the cock into her wet, hot mouth. Kalie gave a low animal guttural growl as her boyfriend's cock slid into her friend's mouth.

She tweaked Lisa's nipples harder making Lisa moan with a cock in her mouth. 

"Do you like that cock Lisa? That's the cock that's been fucking my cunt. Really fucking it till its dripping with my cunt juices. EAT THAT COCK. Lisa. Can you taste the last FUCK Prince and I had. He fucked me in the cunt and the ass and my tits. Can you taste my body on that cock you slut. EAT IT. Suck that COCK. Come on prince. Fuck my friend's mouth like it was a slutty whore's cunt. Fuck it till she gags." 

Kalie's dirty talking turned Lisa on like never before. She loved the filthy talk. She started to bob her face on the cock eagerly. Prince started humping Lisa's mouth harder. He felt her hands hold his ass cheeks and pull him in. He gripped her frizzy blonde hair in a bunch and RAMMED his cock in. Lisa's body lurched as she choked and gagged. 

"Oh yeah! I love that sound" Prince said. He pushed his cock in harder and then started to fuck her mouth really fast and deep. Lisa felt her head bobbing over the cock in a furious rhythm. She could feel his hips and balls slap against her chin. 

"Oh yes fuck that mouth. Fuck it Prince. Make her spit and gag and choke over your cock. Lisa has not got cock for a long time. GIVE IT TO HER. Feed her your fuckstick." Kalie screamed. 

Lisa gagged hard and spit up on the cock. Prince pulled out with a wet and loud opo. His cock and ball were dripping with Lisa's spit. Drool hung from her lips and chin. Kalie grabbed her face and kissed her deep, mixing and smearing and sharing the nasty mix of spit and precum. Their hands and tits rubbing it into their bodies. 

Prince lay on the floor and slid under the two girls. He positioned himself just under he cunt of the two kissing girls. He slid two if his fingers deep inside Kalie's pussy and thrust his face and tongue inside Lisa's. He felt their bodies lurch up and then press down.

"Oh yes Finger fuck my cunt Prince. Fuck the shit out of my cunt as you lick Lisa'a pussy." Kalie moaned.

Prince frigged her cunt harder, ramming the fingers in and swirling them around. He could feel the juices drip down his hand. Lisa's cunt was leaking over his lips and mouth. It was wet and almost spurting cunt juice everytime he thrust his tongue in. 

He spat hard on her cunt and sucked it up loudly making Lisa grunt out like an animal in heat. 

"Oh god yes, spit on it Prince. Spit on that nasty wet cunt and LICK IT... make me cum Prince.. Make my slutty horny whore cunt leak juices.... Uuuuurrrnnnghghhhhh... oh god yes.. I am rubbing my nasty cunt on your face.. I am RUBBING it all over your face.... I am coating you in my piss drenched cum coated spit dripping cunt... GOOOODDDD Yes.. LICK it! EAT MY CUNTTTTT"

Prince felt Lisa press down on his face a stream of cunt juice spurt inside his mouth. At the same time Kalie was howling like a banshee as his fingers frigged her pussy. He could feel Kalie press down on his fingers and the wet juices drip away.... The girls had come all over him... In his mouth, on his fingers... all over his body... 

He felt them move off. Kalie kissed his cum coated lips and licked his face. Lisa suckled on his sweaty nipples. 

"Please..... fuck me.... Fuck me like a trash whore.. PLLLEAAAAASSSEEEE" Lisa begged. 

"Lets make her our trailer trash slut Kalie... her cunt needs some serious pounding", Prince rasped.

Kalie spat hard on Lisa's face and mouth and rubbed it in. "You are going to get the romp of a lifetime LIssie... get ready for it."

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Well, do send in your ideas and feedback. I have some nasty stuff lined up with anal squirting milk play, spit, cum, sweat drenched, gag throat fucks, puking BJs, really filthy talking and hard body writhing fucking..... let me know scenarios and fetishes so that I can build it in... 

~Prince