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My Best Friends

By: creamypeaches4u



Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Ellen. I am a student at Ohio State University. I'm studying business management. 

I am one of those women who makes friends easier with guys than with other women. In high school the other girls were always jealous but I always knew it would be to my benefit. 

At the moment my best friends are two guys named Mark and Brian. Mark is 6"2 and weighs about 220 pounds. He has jet black hair and the bluest eyes I have ever seen. He's studying law and is a weightlifter. Brian is 6 feet tall and weighs about 180 pounds. He has blonde hair and the brownest eyes. He would rather go tanning than lift weights. When we are not in class, we do everything together from shopping to laundry to going out. We are always together. 

On my last birthday, my two guys took me out to celebrate. I don't usually drink very much but I had recently broken up with my boyfriend and after all it was my birthday so I over indulged. We closed the bar down that night. When my two guys took me home. I insisted they come in for a drink. We sat on the sofa. We kicked off our shoes and put our feet on the large ottoman. We talked, we laughed, and we drank some more. 

Between the liquor and the heat my apartment was very hot, and sitting between two hot guys wasn't helping. I told the guys I was going to slip into something cooler and told them if they wanted to get more comfortable they could do so. I slipped into a pair shorts and a tank top and when I returned to the livingroom the guys were in their boxers. My guys are such a contrast with Mark's muscles and Brian's tan but they are both very attractive. I got refills for our drinks then took my seat between my two guys.

As we sat together, we talked. My guys are so easy to talk to. I found myself admitting my deepest desires, and confessing my deepest fears. We talked for hours. The liquor gave me the courage to ask the guys questions I had never been bold enough to ask in the past, and probably gave them the courage to answer them as well.

I got up to get refills and when I returned I slipped and would have fallen if the guys hadn't been there. Mark grabbed the tray of drinks and Brian reached to steady me. His hand innocently brushed against my nipple. I returned to my seat between them. I put my feet in Mark's lap and he began to rub my feet. I leaned against Brian's shoulder and rested my hand on his thigh. 

Our conversation was turning me on, a lot! I decided I wanted to play and was curious how far my guys would let me go in the game. I had my head on Brian's shoulder and Mark was still rubbing my feet. Then we decided to play truth or dare. Rules were simple: the person who was up had to answer the question put before them or take a dare. I was up first. Brian asked if I liked giving head. I smiled at him and said as long as the guy isn't too big.

This meant it was my turn to ask a question. I turned to Mark and asked, "Are you a virgin?"

He looked away and shyly said, "yes."

This intrigued me. He is such a handsome man and very passionate in his thinking. I then asked, "Why?"

He looked away and said, "I have never even seen a pussy up close."

I was shocked and asked if there was anything I could do to help. He looked at me for a moment then said, "are you serious?"

I said."Honey, I love you and will do anything for you!"

He looked away again then back at me and said, "can I see yours?"

I was delighted to help him. I said, "sure do you want to go into the bedroom by ourselves or are you okay with Brian being here."

He said, "I'm comfortable with Brian as long as Brian is comfortable too?"

Brian smiled and said,"I'm cool with whatever happens."

Then I took off my shorts and told Mark he could explore to his hearts content. He could look, touch and taste or whatever he wanted to do. He sat there with my feet in his lap and stared at my face. I smiled and said," honestly honey, it won't bite, touch it."

He kept rubbing my feet but now his hand was moving up my leg very slowly. I decided to help him out and opened my legs for him. His eyes got big as saucers. I used my foot to caress Marks cock through his boxers and was surprised that he had such a huge hard on. He looked at me and I smiled at him. I wanted him to feel comfortable and safe. His hand finally touched my pussy lips and he gently opened them to look inside. I let out a soft moan and he stopped and looked at me. I told him it was okay that I would let him know if anything hurt to just have fun and let go. He used his thumb and pinky to hold my pussy lips open while he explored. He found my clit and I moaned out loud. He looked up again and saw I was enjoying his touch. 

Brian decided to get into the game then and slid his hand inside my tank top. As he caressed my breasts and pinched my nipples. I looked up at him and smiled. He had desire in his eyes and I couldn't resist reaching out and touching his cock. 

Mark finally got brave enough to insert his index finger into my pussy. He surprised me when he leaned down and softly blow air across my clit. When I began to moan louder Brian leaned down and kissed me. I'm not sure if he did that because he wanted to or so that my moans wouldn't disturb Mark. I was still caressing Marks cock through his boxers although I was working hard at getting my foot into his fly. I whispered to Brian to remove his boxers, hoping Mark would do the same. Brian removed his and my tank top too. Mark looked at us naked before him on the sofa and slid off his boxers too.

Now let me tell you I was surprised that both my guys were so well supplied. Mark got back between my legs and this time explored eagerly. He licked at my pussy then my clit. He pulled my clit into his mouth as he slid his fingers deeper and deeper into my pussy. Brian watched then knelt on the floor and sucked on my nipples as I caressed his cock. He finally asked me to demonstrate my technique for giving head. I asked. Him to sit on the ottoman and move it closer so we would have lots of room. He moved it closer to the sofa. I moved slowly so as not to make Mark stop. When I took Brian's cock into my mouth he leaned back and closed his eyes. When he began to moan, Mark looked up to see what we were doing. I smiled and told him he was next.

Brian pulled out right before he came and I began to have my own orgasm. Mark wasn't sure what to do but he learned quickly as he began to lap up my pussy juices. I sat up and pulled Mark toward me. I knelt on the floor and pushed him back on the sofa. He was hard so I began to suck his cock in earnest and he laid back his head and closed his eyes. I slowly took his cock into my mouth and used my tongue to give him as much pleasure as I could. I swirled my tongue around its head and then took it all into my throat as deep as I could get him. He laid his head back and began to moan. Brian reached around to grab my nipple with one hand and run his other hand down my ass. When he found my anus he played with it gently at first but was determined to gain access. He wet his pinky and began to insert it into my anus very slowly. I couldn't resist moaning louder.

Mark reached and stopped me before he came. We were all touching each other. We were closer than I ever felt possible. I pushed Mark to lay him on his back on the floor. I then straddled him and asked if he wanted to really experience a pussy. He smiled and said yes he sure did. I slowly slid his cock into my hot wet pussy. I leaned toward Mark and asked him to grab my tits and to suck my nipples. He looked surprised and asked me why. I laughed and told him that by sucking a woman's nipples while she was getting fucked it would increase the pleasure for both of them. Brian then began to do one breast while Mark did the other. I reached for Brian and had him stand in front of me so that I could suck his cock. He stood before me and I began to suck his cock again. He had his head back and was obviously enjoying his blow job. He instructed Mark to keep playing with my tits and if I stopped moving to lift me up and down on his cock until he came. He was like a choreographer in a porn movie. Do this and do that but we didn't mind we were in the midst of so much pleasure. 

I got lost in the feeling of having a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy. Mark was shoving his huge cock deeper and deeper into my pussy, while Brian held onto my head as he

fucked my face. My guys were so gentle. I felt my orgasm hit and was unable to move. I felt Mark put his hands on my hips and help me ride his cock. Brian was encouraging both of us. He was talking softly. He told me he loved the way I sucked his cock. He told Mark he was fucking me like a pro. He pulled out and shot his load of cum across my chest. Mark looked on and then closed his eyes as he pulled me down on his cock and shoved deeper into my pussy one last time before coming himself.

When we were all spent, we got up and took a shower together. While the guys finished in the shower I made a communal bed for us on the livingroom floor with an old sleeping bag that I unzipped and spread out, and some pillows from the bedroom and a big comfy blanket to cover up with.

When the guys emerged wrapped in towels they seemed a little shy compared to a few minutes ago. I went to both of them and gave them a kiss and then led them to our bed. I slept between the two of them that night. I lay there and thought about my best birthday ever as I fell asleep. When I awoke in the morning I had Brian's cock pressed against my back and my arm across Mark's chest. I didn't want to disturb them but the idea of pleasing them and being pleased, aroused me so much I couldn't control myself. I moved very slowly so as to enjoy the situation as long as I could. I gently nudged Brian so that he rolled onto his back. I then slid down so that I had a cock on each side of me. Brian's cock was rock hard so I wasn't sure if he was asleep or dreaming. Mark's cock was half aroused. I sat on my knees staring at one then the other. Finally I made a move and caressed Mark's cock with one hand and Brian's with my other. I was in heaven. I leaned over my guys and took turns licking their cocks. They didn't move but I was certain by now they were awake just letting me have my fun. I took one cock deep in my mouth while I caressed the other and then switched. I caressed their balls and got lost in the feeling of having a cock in my hand and in my mouth. 

Brian began to move his cock towards my mouth and moan softly. I opened my eyes and looked at my guys. Mark was laying very still with his eyes closed and licking his lips. I decided I wanted his cock in my mouth so I returned it to my mouth while I caressed Brian's. When I did this Brian looked to see what was happening. He watched as I sucked Mark's cock. He moved so that he could play with my pussy. I loved it and moaned out loud. He fingered my pussy and after I was throughly wet he got behind me and gently inserted his cock into my pussy. He fucked me from behind. Mark was getting close to having an orgasm and getting loud. Feeling and hearing his pleasure was really getting to me. Brian began to talk to us. He told me to suck Marks cock and to make him cum. He told Mark to grab my head and really fuck my mouth. He said man can't you see how much she is enjoying this. I really was too. I was moaning and sucking and leaning back to meet his cock with each thrust he made to enter me.

Mark came first and filled my mouth with his hot cum. Brian followed after a few more strokes. My own orgasm was long and very intense. We collapsed and lay holding each other. Brian spoke up and asked Mark if he would like an Ellen sandwich?

I looked a little bewildered. Brian then suggested I suck them until they got hard again. I eagerly agreed. I began with Mark who quickly responded and then moved to Brian. Brian was already half hard in anticipation of our next encounter. Brian then instructed me to sit atop Mark's hard cock. I did sliding it very deep in my pussy. He then had me lay on Mark's chest with my legs out to the side. I felt Brian open Mark's legs and knell between us. I then realized what he had in mind. I felt him begin to caress my sphincter muscle so that he could gain access into my anus. He gently began to insert his cock into my anus very slowly and very gently. When he was finally all the way in, he told Mark to move very slowly at the same time he did.

This was my first time having a cock in my ass and my first time being double penetrated. I was uncertain how to move or what to do. Brian kissed my neck and told me to just enjoy they would do everything and make sure I totally enjoyed myself. I trusted my guys so I did the impossible and relaxed. Brian told Mark to pull out just a little to start and they would get their rhythm after a few strokes. Mark pulled about half way out like he was instructed and then slowly back in. As he entered me again Brian pulled about half way out of my anus. They began to move together one going in as one came out. The feeling was so good I couldn't move if I wanted to. Mark reached between us and grabbed my tits and as he did he began to pull further out and thrust deeper in. Brian said yes that's the way feel her tits and fuck her just forget I'm here. Brian began to kiss my neck and growl softly into my ear. I kissed Mark and wanted to push into their thrusts but I couldn't move. My pussy began to constrict on Mark's cock and he shouted he was going to cum real quick. Brian asked him to hold on just a few more minutes. They began to thrust deeper but they never lost their rhythm, one going in and the other going out. I couldn't stand it any more my breathing was hard and ragged and I couldn't think anymore. I felt my orgasm hit and felt it all the way to my toes. At that precise time Mark shoved upward hard and Brian shoved inward hard and I could feel both of them filling me with their hot cum. We rolled onto our sides and just lay there catching our breathe. I suggested a shower for all of us, after which I fixed us all a big breakfast.

Some people say that sex ruins a friendship but it has been my experience that sex enhances some friendships. Mark is now a big shot lawyer with a very huge law firm and Brian is now a very popular gynecologist. The three of us are still best friends. We get together every now and again to talk and play truth or dare. We still occasionally have sex but always as a threesome. To my knowledge neither guy has ever told anyone about our games.

My Best Friend's Affair



"Mandy, hi! I've been waiting for you!" Jaime turns to me with a big grin. That impish smile, the boyish face, they never cease to charm me. He is very good looking, in a way that makes you feel at ease rather than uncomfortable. He has a warmth and grace that shows itself with the calm, casual way he placed his hand on my lower back, and a tenderness leaves me powerless. He lead me to an elevator, and pressed up. We get in, ride to the third floor, and get out. He steers me towards room 316, unlocks it and pulls me inside.

Jamie is one of my best friends. It feels like I've known him forever. We are both attached, and I have never thought myself to be that beautiful. Over the last few years, my affection for him has deepened, and I never allowed it to become anything more than a silly crush. I told myself I was happy, he was happy. He couldn't really want me. I'm overweight, and awkward. 

And yet, somehow, I couldn't quite shake the feeling that he desired more from me than mere friendship. He was always finding reasons to touch me, be near me, talk to me. The way he looked at me made my heart flutter. I began to see him through different eyes. I no longer want to be just friends, either. Once, he confessed his feelings to me.

"I've had a crush on you since the moment I met you," he'd texted me. I was floored. I didn't know what to say. "I have too," I sent back. 

And we began a dangerous game. We would text every day. It started out fairly innocently, but soon we were typing out our longing. A love letter with every push of the send button. After less than a week we were planning on how we could just steal one kiss. You know, he once made a comment about how much women should be worshiped. That's the best way to describe that kiss, like he was worshiping me with his lips. Like I was a goddess, and he was an undeserving mortal. I've never had a kiss so full of passion and gentility. The thought of it still takes my breath away.

And now, here he stands. Looking at me in that too awe-filled way. Making me go weak at the knees. He reaches up and puts his hand to the side of my face. I turn and kiss his palm.

"Jamie," I breathe into it. He pulls me close and kisses me. Slowly, teasingly, he explores my mouth with his tongue like he's never tasted anything so perfect. Like he'll never get to kiss me again. His kisses are like honey wine; sweet, strong and intoxicating.

"Mandy," he whispers as our lips part. He starts kissing my cheek and down my neck. Oh, God, I love when he kisses my neck.

"Jamie," I say, tears in my eyes, "this can't happen. We're just going to end up hurting Ella." My boyfriend, Sam, is fully aware, and approving, of our time together.

He pauses in his kissing, not moving his head, and whispers to me, "Just give me one night. That's all I ask. The memory will be enough to keep me for a lifetime." Another kiss. I am putty. No one has ever made me feel so desired in my life.

His hands are sliding down my shoulders taking the straps of my dress with them. His kisses begin to trace my neck downward, settling into my collarbone, as he reaches behind me and unzips the pale blue fabric that is the only barrier between his eyes and my body. As he lets my dress fall to the ground, he steps back for a moment to look at me. Suddenly every curve of my body, every soft part that I had tried for years to firm, is no longer undesirable. I had been so afraid to have him see me for what I am. But as he looks I feel transformed from an overweight, insecure woman, to the goddess of perfection he has always told me I was.

His hands find my breasts, as his mouth begins to explore my neck, my chest, my arms. I reach out and began to unbutton his shirt. He pauses his activities only long enough to shrug it off. My hands run down his chest and abdomen, and once at his waist, I unbutton his pants. He slides them off with one smooth motion. Our bodies are both bared to each other, the way our hearts had been bared these last few weeks. I place my hand on his heart, and he places his on mine.

Then, he picks me up! Right off the floor! No one has ever done that for me. He swings me around, to lay me on the bed. He kneels between my open legs, looking at me as though asking me permission. I place my hands around his face and look him in the eyes as I say, "I need you, Jamie." Slowly, almost reverently, he enters me. It's like electricity. A thousand volts are coursing through my veins with each inch of his cock that pierces me. He begins to move back out, then in again. 

My God, I've never felt this way before. I never knew sex could be both intense and soft. 

"Mandy," he says, "you are an amazing woman. I feel so lucky to be with you."

Then he kisses me, speeding up his tempo as he does so. He pushes all the way in with each stroke, deliberate, no effort wasted. He cups my breasts, lightly pinching the nipples, as he continues to speed up. Every stroke is perfect, and I am fast approaching the most intense orgasm of my life.

When he breaks the kiss, I see that he, too is very close. His body is slick with sweat, and he is trembling slightly.

"Let go," I say. "We can come together." A few more strokes, and there it is.

We both scream with the release, the devastating power of my orgasm rushing through every inch of me. I throw back my head and give into the crushing waves of pleasure.

As he collapses off of me, I draw close to him, nestling in his arms.

"I'm so sorry," he says.

"For what?" I ask.

"I wanted to give you more."

I look up at him and kiss him lightly on the lips. "My darling Jamie. We have all night for that. For now, I am happy, and I am satisfied, and I am whole."



My Best Friend's Birthday



I appreciate all the great comments on my story "Making My New Wife a Slut." After that October, Vicki was willing to fuck anyone I asked her to. Understand, however, that we didn't do this every day or even every week. But over the next three months I watched her fuck four different guys, including two guys who tag teamed her after a New Year's Eve party. But that's for another time.

This story takes place a couple of months after that party...on February 29th, as a matter of fact. My best friend's name is Terry and we met when we both worked for the same company I was 25 and Terry was a few years younger than me, but for some reason we hit it off. When my first marriage self-destructed, Terry was there whenever I needed him. When I married Vicki, Terry was my best man and he has always been there for me...and I would like to think I've always been there for him.

We've always called Terry "Mr. T", although there are no physical similarities between him and the TV character, except for race. Terry is an African-American with very dark skin, a small goatee, but no Mohawk haircut. He married his high school sweetheart, a beautiful blonde named Cathy. He and Cathy had a wonderful marriage for many years. However, when they were about 35, Cathy changed to a job that took her out of the office and more into the public. She started traveling quite a bit coordinating various training and professional seminars offered by her company. Soon she was away from home more than she was there. She also spent lots of time around other men.

This put a lot of stress on their marriage and they both became unhappy. Shortly after Terry came home from work one day while Cathy was out of town, he was visited by a process server. Cathy had filed for divorce. We later found out she was offered a promotion that would move her to the west coast. I guess she decided she'd use that opportunity to start over.

Terry went downhill fast. Vicki and I tried to get him out to meet other women, but he didn't have the motivation to even try. He did his job at work, but stopped socializing with people there. It wasn't long before the only friends and acquaintances he had were Vicki and I and a couple of guys at work who made the effort to stay in touch with him.

Even when Terry and Cathy were married, I knew that he was attracted to Vicki. She knew it, too, and often flirted with him. However, being my best friend, he never let it go beyond the occasional drunken kiss and dancing with his hands on her ass. Vicki never pursued it seriously, either.

Well, the February 29th in question was Terry's 40th birthday. We decided we were going to have a birthday party for him at his house. Vicki, who is as good in the kitchen as she is in the bedroom, baked this massive double chocolate cake, Terry's favorite, with fudge icing. It was to be his birthday present from her. 

With white chocolate icing, she wrote "Happy 40th, Mr. T", but the main decoration was a huge, black penis that stuck up from the cake, with large testicles below it. I thought it was hilarious, that it would be the hit of the party, and would likely bring back that raucous laugh that we hadn't heard from Terry in quite a while.

But I just had to ask her. "Is that an accurate representation of Terry's cock?"

She laughed. "Well, I'm just guessing based on what Cathy used to tell me, but I think it's a reasonable facsimile."

"You sure that's the only way you know?" I joked.

"If I knew otherwise, you'd be the second to know," she answered.

I thought for just a moment and asked, "Did you ever think about fucking Terry?"

She looked back for a moment then said, "I've thought of it. I mean, I've always heard how big black cock is, and I've never had it. I've just never pursued it."

"Would you like to," I asked, smiling, "I mean, I still need to get him a birthday present."

"And, you're thinking of giving him me?" she laughed.

"Would you say, 'No'?" I asked.

Again she looked at me for a moment, with a silly grin on her face. "You know if you ask me, I'll fuck anyone. But if you want the truth...now that you've brought it up, I'd like to be his birthday gift. I want to fuck him and I'm pretty sure he's wanted to fuck me for quite a while."

"Done", I laughed. "Now we just have to make some plans to surprise him."

By now, thinking of my wife fucking my best friend, my black best friend, gave me a raging hard-on. We still had several hours before we had to leave to go to Terry's, so I grabbed my hot, horny wife and dragged her to bed. I undressed her and ran my hands over her smooth white body. During the summer, Vicki tanned up great, but during the winter months her skin became creamy white.

After rubbing her clit for a couple of minutes, I slid my tongue up and down the lips between her legs. She started moaning and opened her legs even wider. I sucked her clit until it stuck out from between those same lips. Then I pushed my tongue inside of her, tasting her sweet, warm juices that were beginning to flow out of her. She lifted her legs, bending her knees until her feet were high in the air over the bed. With my tongue still in her, she started to cum. She cried out, "Fuck me, fuck me", as she shuddered and arched her back off the bed.

But instead of fucking her, I continued to suck on her pussy. Since I obviously wasn't about to move, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face hard up into her crotch. I blew air into her pussy. She pulled me even harder. I blew air into her again and she started to shudder and screamed, "Fuck me, now", and then started squirting. When Vicki started squirting, she didn't just squirt a little. She had my face so tight against her pussy that I couldn't breathe. I began to wonder if I was going to suffocate or drown. I'm not sure there's that much difference. And I'm not sure I cared.

Finally I pulled free and crawled on top of her. I didn't even have to use my hand to direct my cock into her. I was so damned hard and she was open so wide, I couldn't miss. As I slammed my cock deep into her warm, wet pussy, she brought her legs down and wrapped them around my ass. Suddenly she started to shutter again and began pumping her legs, pushing my cock deeper and deeper into her wide open pussy. I couldn't take any more. I came, unloading more cum into her than I ever had. She continued to pump her legs and came over and over. White juices, hers and mind, ran out of her onto the bed sheet. Finally, both of us spent, we lay on the bed, me on top of her, and tried to find enough air to breathe.

I may have drifted off for a few minutes. I woke up with Vicki whispering in my ear, "I need to start getting ready."

I rolled off her and looked at her. "Can I help?" I asked playfully.

"Well," she said, "I do need to shave my pussy. You up to doing that for me?"

"Of course," I answered, jumping to my feet and going into the bathroom to get a towel, my trimmer and a fresh razor. I came back to the bed and dried Vicki's crotch with the towel, spending extra time rubbing her pussy. She closed her eyes, smiled, and opened her legs.

For some reason, beyond the obvious, Vicki liked to have me shave her pussy. It turned her on, made her cum, and I got hard, too.

I first took my electric trimmer and used it to trim all the little hairs around her pussy, including those small ones that grew just inside her vagina. The vibration of the trimmer caused her to start leaking again and I could hear her breathing increase. After wiping her with the towel again, I used the disposable razor to trim all her hairs all the way to the skin. Her pussy was now clean of hairs and was as smooth as a baby's ass...but, oh, so much nicer! I finished the job by rubbing a small amount of moisturizing cream over the area I shaved.

By now Vicki wanted to fuck again, and so did I. I didn't last long this time, and neither did she, but we consummated our relationship again. I so love this woman.

Finally we got up, took a shower together, and started to dress for the party. I've mentioned before that Vicki dressed more carefully in town than she did when we spent a weekend in the city. However, she had started wearing skirts and dresses in town that were a bit shorter than before. Rather than being just above her knee, her skirts were now closer to mid-thigh. With the shorter dresses, she now usually wore panties when we went out locally, although at Christmas I bought her some sheer micro-thongs, and she put a white one on now. Over that, she wore a little black dress with a neck strap and open back. She finished off her ensemble with 4 inch black heels, a gold necklace, bracelet, ankle bracelet and sheer thigh-high stockings. The final result was a very sexy, but not actually slutty look. In other words, she looked HOT!

Before we left, we talked over how we were going to surprise Terry with his present from me. Vicki packed a couple of items into a small gift bag, then got her cake, knife, plastic forks and paper plates (you can never be too careful when going to a single guy's house), and we went out to the car and drove over to Terry's house. I was hopeful that this would be my best friend's best birthday ever. I was planning to enjoy this one, too.

Vicki's relationship with Terry had grown over the years. She always liked him, but maintained a respectful distance, since he was my best friend. Besides, Cathy usually kept a pretty close eye on him. However, after Cathy left, things changed a little. Now the quick kiss on the cheek that Vicki always gave Terry when we met him changed to a small kiss on the lips. When they danced, it was closer and more erotic and he almost always had his hands on her ass. And after an evening of drinking, their goodnight kisses became more intense, with lots of tongue and an occasional quick feel. A couple of times, we walked Terry to his car after an evening at a club, and their goodbye kisses pretty much became a make out session. But it never went beyond that...until tonight.

We arrived at Terry's house a few minutes after nine. We rang the bell and Terry opened the door. Vicki gave him a quick kiss on the lips and then walked into the living room and put the cake in the middle of his coffee table. He and the three guys from his office that had come over started howling. Some inappropriate comments were made about the large penis on top of the cake and then Vicki took the bag with the plates and forks from me and took the cake into the kitchen to set things up. After he made sure we all had drinks, Terry followed her into the kitchen to help.

It was almost fifteen minutes later when they returned. Vicki's hair was messed up just a little and Terry had a huge erection showing though his jeans. I knew that they had been making out in the kitchen, but I also knew that was just a prelude to the evening.

Since she was the only female there, Vicki was dancing with all the guys...even me. She was enjoying being the center of attention and used her dancing to show off her body. Before long there were four erections showing in the room, and one beautiful female who I'm sure was sporting a soaking wet thong.

Two of the three guys from Terry's office were married. Interestingly, it was the single guy who left first. He was gone before ten o'clock, telling us he had a hot date waiting for him. The two married guys stayed until a little after 11, when one guy's cell phone rang and his wife wondered when he was coming home. The other guy said he better leave, too, before he started getting phone calls. By 11:30, only Terry, Vicki, and I were left at the party.

We all had been drinking quite a lot and Vicki and Terry started dancing again. This time, without the guys from Terry's office there, Vicki became a lot more explicit with Terry. When they did sit down, she made sure her dress was pulled up so he could see above the tops of her stockings. And when they slow danced, she melded her body against his and they kissed quite a lot. Eventually, they were sitting on the sofa kissing, while Terry slid his hand inside the top of her dress, rubbing her breasts. I'm not even sure he remembered I was there.

About midnight, Vicki excused herself to go to the bathroom. She winked at me as she left and I knew she was about to implement our birthday surprise for Terry. I mixed all of us more drinks while Terry sat on the sofa, a little unsure about how I felt about him kissing and feeling Vicki. I had just handed him his drink when I noticed Vicki just outside the living room in the hall that let back to the bathroom and bedrooms. I smiled and turned to Terry.

"Well, my friend," I began, "I guess it's time I give you my birthday present."

Terry looked at me. "You didn't need to buy me anything," he said. "I'm just happy that my friends were here."

I laughed, "Oh, I didn't say I bought you something, only that I was giving you something."

He looked at me, a little confused. "So what did you do, steal my present?"

I stepped back from the sofa and raised my right arm out to my side. "No," I said, "but here is your present."

With that, Vicki walked in. She was totally naked, except for two stick-on ribbons on her nipples and a small gift card taped over her vagina. Terry looked shocked, but reached over and flipped the gift card open to read it. Earlier I had written on it, "Happy Birthday, Mr. T. Here's what you've wanted for years."

He looked up at me. "Are you serious?" he asked.

"Would my wife be standing naked in front of you if I wasn't?"

Vicki sat in his lap and started kissing him. Between kisses she said, "I'm yours for the weekend...now get your clothes off."

As Vicki opened his shirt and began to take it off, I pulled his shoes and socks off his feet. Vicki unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and he pulled them down, along with his underwear. As he kicked his pants off the bottom of his feet, he pulled the two ribbons off her nipples. 

Here was my best friend, naked with my wife. The contrast was unbelievable, his dark, nearly black skin against her creamy white body. Vicki laid back on the sofa, pulling Terry down on top of her. Her cake hadn't done him justice. His cock was huge. It was over ten inches long and as round as a beer bottle. He had been circumcised and the huge head was literally pulsating as it lay against her inner thigh.

Vicki put her right leg up on top of the sofa back and stretched her left leg out onto the coffee table. I could see juices were already running out of her pussy at the very thought of being fucked by this huge black cock.

Terry lifted his ass slightly into the air and I moved to the other side of the sofa so I could watch his cock slide into her pussy. I could also see Vicki's face, although I was out of Terry's view. He placed the head of his cock just inside her lips, working it slowly into her, a little at a time. Vicki was gasping for breath as she pressed her crotch into the air, encouraging him to push deeper into her.

He took his time, knowing that Vicki had never had a cock this big in her. As that huge black staff slid up inside of my wife, she lifted her legs up, pulling her knees up and apart, trying to open her pussy as wide as she could. When about half his cock was inside her, she shouted, "Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard...NOW!"

With her encouragement, Terry quickly thrust the rest of his cock inside of her. She left out a scream, half in pain, half in ecstasy. Then she wrapped her legs over his ass and started pumping her legs, pulling him in and out in rhythm with his own grinding. While this was going on, she was crying, "Oh God, oh God. It feels so good. Keep fucking me, baby." Tears were rolling down her face, but she was smiling, even laughing when she got her breath. Vicki always enjoyed sex, but I had never seen her having so much pleasure. There was no question. She liked that big cock.

He fucked her for almost 20 minutes. During that time, Vicki had numerous orgasms, the first when he shoved his full cock into her. Finally, he tensed up. Vicki felt it and encouraged him to cum. When he did, I didn't think he'd ever stop. He started pumping so much of his white gooey juices into her that it was running out of her pussy while his cock was still deeply embedded in her. After a few minutes, the joint orgasm subsided and he pulled his cock out of her.

His cum continued to flow out her pussy onto the sofa. His cock was not as rigid as before, but it was still huge. He raised up off of her and Vicki pushed him onto his back. She bent over and started licking that big black head at the top of his cock. In a few moments, he became as hard as he was earlier. She opened her lips as wide as she could and slid his cock into her mouth. She started sucking and stroking his penis with her lips. But it was just too long for her to get it all in her. She said something to him that I couldn't understand and he got up off the sofa. Vicki laid back on the sofa, putting the back of her head over the front edge of the sofa seat. Terry knelt down and put his cock back into her mouth. She reached behind him and grabbed his ass, pulling him slowly into her. 

She gagged a couple of times, but continued pulling on him until his whole cock was in her mouth and down her throat. He started pumping back and forth, fucking my wife's throat. I could actually see her neck moving as his cock slid up and down inside her.

In the meantime, I had my own cock out of my pants. While it didn't hold a candle to that huge black staff that Terry had inside my wife, it served my needs just fine. I had been stroking it as he fucked her, but watching his cock ripple up and down Vicki's neck, I started outright masturbating. As he pumped faster and faster into my wife's mouth, I beat faster and faster on my cock. Vicki was playing with her own pussy. She had all of her fingers and most of her hand up inside her. I was on the verge of losing it all when I saw both of them start shaking and moaning. I held on as long as I could. Then all three of us came at once, my cum shooting partway across the room and landing on the living room carpet.

Vicki pulled her hand out of her pussy and was squirting high into the air. Terry was shooting more cum down inside my wife's mouth. She started gagging again and white cum oozed out her mouth, down across her eyes and forehead, and dripped off her hair onto the floor. Terry pulled his cock out of her mouth and stood up.

He looked over at me, but my legs had become as limp as my dick and I was slumped down on the floor, my back against the inside of the front door. Vicki finished coughing out as much cum as she could and rolled onto all fours on the floor, trying to catch her breath. I finally got some strength back into my legs and stood up, leaning against the door as I zipped up my fly. 

I should have waited. While Vicki was on all fours, Terry moved in behind her. He slid that big cock up inside her again. This time he didn't do it slowly. He shoved it hard into her pussy, causing her to scream and gasp at the same time. She dropped her head to the floor, holding herself with her forearms. Terry banged that cock into my wife. I could hear his balls slapping against her with every stroke,and her head pounding against the floor. She arched her back, trying to get his cock as far up into her as she could. All the time she was screaming, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." She seemed to be having one continuous orgasm.

After about 10 minutes, Terry shot another load into her. She collapsed flat on the floor when he did. He lay on top of her for a few more minutes, with his black cock pulsing inside her creamy white pussy, pumping more of his black seed into her. When he finally pulled out, Vicki rolled over, kissed him and whispered something into his ear. Then she got up and walked over to me. She gave me a hard kiss on the lips. I could taste the warm salty taste of Terry's cum in her mouth and on her face. I could see his cum running out of her pussy and down her thighs. She looked me in the eye and said, "Good night, my wonderful husband. I'll see you Sunday evening."




My Best Friend's Birthday



It was my best friend, Jake's twenty-first birthday party. His parents planned it as a surprise party and it came off without a hitch. Jake and his fiance, Ann walked into the dark living room after their birthday dinner together, and we really scared the crap out of him when the lights came on and over 80 people screamed "SURPRISE". All of Jake's friends were there as well as quite a few of the neighborhood parents, as Jake and I have lived across the street from each other since we were 5 years old.

My Mom and Jake's Mom are best of friends as well, and since my parents were divorced several years ago, Mom was at the party solo. And, judging by the number of beers she put away, having a really fun time. Not that she is a lush, but Mom does like her beer, an amazing fact since she still has the same dynamite figure that she had in college. She's one of those people that just has a great metabolism and doesn't show her age. She still gets carded when she goes out on the town with her friends - a fact that usually pisses them off since they're never asked to flash ID. 

I was there without my girlfriend since she was waiting tables that evening, and to keep myself busy I took on the role of party photographer. I was trying out my new digital camera and going through a lot of trial and error with the shots. since I didn't bother to read the manual - hey, I'm a guy, what can I say.

It was around 11 p.m. and the party was in full swing with lots of laughter and hard to hear above the music. I needed a pit stop and both of the downstairs bathrooms were in use so I made my way upstairs to Jake's room to use his. I did my business and before I left the bathroom I took advantage of the quiet to scan the photos I had snapped. As I did, I heard noises coming from Jakes room, sounding a bit like muffled laughter. I cracked the bathroom door a bit and saw two figures on Jake's bed. The guy on top was definitely Jake, but I couldn't make out the girl beneath him and assumed it was Ann. I stifled a chuckle and prepared myself to burst through the door yelling 'surprise' once again. Just before I did, I caught a glimpse of the girl's brown hair - a real quandary since Ann's hair is blonde. 

"Sweet," I thought to myself. I knew Jake fooled around on Ann from time to time and my sick sense of humor immediately thought to snap a few pics to blackmail him with.

I turned off the flash and started to zoom in on the scene before me. They were lip-locked in a deep kiss with soft moans coming from both of them and their hands roaming freely. I clicked off 2 or 3 shots. 

"I can't believe you want to call this off," Jake said as he came up for a breath. "This has been the best 3 weeks of my life, but I understand all the complications. Thanks at least for a parting fuck."

"No thanks necessary, big boy," the girl whispered, and stuck her hand inside the back of Jake's jeans, cupping his ass.

"Wait a minute," I thought. "I know that voice from somewhere, who the hell is she?" I continued to snap away the photos.

Jake took that moment to lift himself up on his elbows, and it was all I could do not to yell out. Instead, inside my head I screamed, "MOM!" 

It was as if a brick hit the side of my head. My own mother was having a thing with my best friend. "What the fuck,?" I thought. 

I didn't know whether to burst in on them and break it up, or to slug Jake for messing around with my mother, or what. I was really in a state of shock. 

As I was trying to collect my thoughts, the scene through the crack in the door was starting to unfold, along with their clothes. In less than a minute Jake had Mom's blouse and bra off and started to suck on one of her nipples. 

"ÒOH, MY GOD," I thought. "That's my mother's tits! I can't believe this is really happening. I can't just stand here. What should I do?"

Before I could force myself to make a move, Jake had moved his way down Mom's torso kissing and licking her stomach and dipping his tongue in her navel. He unsnapped her jeans and tugged them down to her ankles along with her panties.

Disjointed sentences were now surging through my skull, "Holy crap. This is nuts. Jesus, she trims her pussy. Oh no, don't do that Jake. Please Jake, don't go down on her. Oh no. Oh no. He's going down on my mother. I don't believe this. He's tonguing her pussy. Oh god, look how wet she is - how pink."

I started to come out of my initial shock and realized with horror that I was turned on. "You sick asshole," I chastised myself. 

Mom was now moaning with her eyes closed as Jake assaulted her pussy. I could see his tongue licking up and down her slit with special attention to her clit area. I was helplessly frozen in place. I could feel my cock coming to full stiffness, further disgusting me, but slowly I started to enjoy what I was witnessing before me. 

Although I had never had any real sexual thoughts towards my mother, I couldn't help but admire her beauty as I grew to manhood. Now that I saw her naked for the first time, I was in awe at her spectacular body. Her breasts were what I would call full, but not large. They had a perfect shape with just the right shade of pink to her nipples and had a natural firmness as well. Her pussy hair was a wispy light brown color and trimmed to a narrow V shape. I could see every detail of her lips and as Jake parted them to probe with his tongue I wanted to moan as her depths were opened to my sight.

I'm not sure at what point I continued to take pictures of them, but snap away I did. Watching them through the viewfinder made it unreal in a way, like watching a movie - a great porn movie. After a minute or two of Jake's assault on her pussy, Mom's breathing was deep and fast. She raised her head off the bed to watch him.

"Jake, baby I can't take anymore of this. Please put your cock in me now. Please fuck me one more time. Come with me. I want to feel your stiff prick deep inside me."

Jake jumped to his feet onto the floor at the foot of the bed where he had been kneeling, and in a flash dropped his pants, allowing his cock to spring free. The last time I saw Jake's tool was when we were in sixth grade and went skinny dipping in the local lake. Granted, it was not engorged as it was at this moment, but it was clear that it had filled out nicely.

He grabbed Mom's legs and pulled her body to the edge of the bed where he was standing. Spreading her legs to where he wanted them positioned, he moved the head of his cock to her entrance and began slipping it in one inch at a time. She must have been very wet because he sank the entire length into her pussy within just a few seconds. I zoomed the lens in as far as it would go, framing the entire shot on their joining. As Jake moved his body in and out of Mom's beautiful cunt, I snapped at least a dozen pictures and slowly pulled the lens back to capture their faces and full bodies in this act of lust.

My mother was getting very vocal now, uttering the most wonderful four letter words in combinations I had only read in smut magazines.

"That's it Jake. You're fucking me. Your beautiful cock is so deep in me. I can't believe how wet I am. You're so big. You're filling up my cunt. It's so tight and wet. God, I'm going to come all over your huge prick, Jake. Please come with me. Come with me now," and a myriad of other enticing comments.

And with that, she let out a low moan deep in her throat, thrashing her head from side to side and clenching the blanket with her fists. Jake was obviously coming with her as he slammed his eyes shut and started to buckle at the knees. It was all over within a few short minutes from when it began. For a moment I thought I might explode with them, as my engorged cock was pulsing within my pants.

Jake slumped over Mom on the bed and they recovered for a few minutes whispering their goodbyes in each other ears. They then got up off the bed and started to put themselves back together. I started to panic when I realized they were moving towards the bathroom to freshen up a bit. I quickly and quietly stepped into the bathtub behind the shower curtain and held my breath while they primped in front of the mirror.

"God, I'll miss you, Jenna," Jake said. "You'll never know how incredible this has been for me."

"For me too, sweetie. But with you and Ann getting engaged, a complicated situation will get that much more impossible. We both knew this would be short-lived and it was wonderful while it lasted. Thanks for taking pity on a lonely old broad."

"You have to be kidding. I've had the hots for you since I can remember. All the boys in the neighborhood did. This was truly a fantasy come true. Thank you Jenna."

I then heard a wet kiss between the two of them and then their retreat out of the bathroom. Without wasting any time, I dropped my pants and began a frenzied session of masturbation to give my now aching balls some relief. 

After returning to the party, I couldn't stop staring at my Mom. I didn't know if I would ever be able to look at her the same way again. I felt that in some way, my innocence was dead, but something else had taken its place - something that would not let loose its grip on me. 

Sometime around 1 a.m. as the party was winding down, Mom announced her goodnights to the hostess and to Jake and Ann. She gave Jake a birthday hug, and I'm sure nobody else noticed the slight pressure Mom placed at their hips. I volunteered to walk back to our house with her, since I was getting pretty ragged.

We didn't say a word as we crossed the street in the dark. I kept stealing glances at her and could see a content smile on her lips. Once inside she gave me her customary hug, peck on the cheek and said goodnight before making her way off to her room. I did the same, and as I crawled into bed I took my camera with me, played back all the pictures I had taken in Jake's bedroom and had to bring myself off again before I burst.

The next day felt fairly normal. Mom and I had breakfast before she set out to the market and other chores. I used the solitude and promptly loaded my pictures onto my computer. I spent most of the day organizing, editing, and enhancing over 50 lewd and erotic pictures of my own mother having a sex romp with my best friend. I even made a slide show of them - if I could have thought of an appropriate song, I would likely have added background music. Surely there had to be something very wrong with me. All that week I would jump on to my computer late at night before bed and masturbate to the slide show. 

And then it happened. The next Saturday I was out hiking with a few pals and didn't get back until early evening. As I was changing clothes in my room, I looked towards my computer station and my heart stopped. My mouse was out of place. I always left it right on top of the pad, but it was now on top of the desk. This was not good. I turned the monitor on as I always leave the computer powered up and held my breath as I looked at my slideshow still open as I had left it. It was on one of the close-ups of Jake's cock halfway in - or out - of Mom's wet pussy. I turned white as I realized Mom must have seen it, and cursed myself for being so stupid and careless. 

"Oh shit," I said aloud. "what do I do now?"

Mom was pretty quiet that night with something obviously troubling her and as we were finishing up dinner she looked across the table at me and said, "Adam, we have to talk."

"Sure Mom, what about?" My heart stopped for the second time that day as I braced myself for the onslaught I knew was coming.

"Something difficult, but not here," she replied. "Let's go in the living room."

I followed her like a puppy and sat on a chair while she eased down to balance on the edge of the sofa. She sat there in silence trying to gather her thoughts and stared at the floor. I could see a tear rolling down her cheek. Feeling pity and guilt I decided to take the bull by the horns.

"Mom, I know what you want to talk about."

"You do?" she asked as she looked up.

"Yes, about you and Adam in his room the night of the party."

She covered her shocked face with her hands and started to cry.

"My God, you must hate me. I'm so ashamed," she blurted out between sobs.

"What? No, Mom. I'm the one who is ashamed," I choked out as I got up and sat next to her.

"It was such a stupid thing for me to start that up with Jake. He was dropping off a jacket he had borrowed from you one night while you were out. We were standing in the kitchen so I offered him a beer, and we were talking and joking, and having another beer and another and the next thing I knew ..." she was still covering her face and crying.

"It's OK Mom. You're a human being with wants and needs. I'm sure you must be lonely lately," I said as I took her hands from her face and looked into her wet eyes. "It's OK, really. I don't hate you, and I'm sorry I took those pictures."

Her crying suddenly stopped and she looked straight at me.

I stammered on to explain the situation I found myself in that fateful night and how I just couldn't stop myself from taking the pictures, and hiding in the shower - leaving out the part about masturbating after they left. I spilled my guts about putting together the slideshow on the computer and promised no one else knew about it, and on and on. The whole time Mom just stared at me.

"Pictures?" she asked

I was dumbstruck.

"The pictures on my computer - the ones you looked at today."

"I didn't look at any pictures, Adam. I was at your desk looking for the keys to the back gate. I moved things around but never looked at anything on your computer. Jesus ... you took pictures of Jake and me?"

"Then, what you wanted to talk to me about wasn't about the pictures," I asked feeling like the kid with his hand in the cookie jar.

"No, I wanted to tell you that we have to sell the house and find a more affordable place to live since we're having a hard time making ends meet ... I can't talk about this anymore right now."

All the color had faded from her face as she got up and walked to her room. I just sat there thinking how badly I had mucked everything up. It was the lowest point in my life and I would understand if Mom asked me to move out and never talked with me again.

After what felt like an eternity, I walked to my room and as I passed by her closed door I could hear her muffled crying. I took a shower and crawled into bed knowing that I probably wouldn't sleep much. I lay in bed staring at my ceiling for at least a couple of hours before finally drifting off. After a short and fitful sleep I awoke to the sound of my door opening and could see Mom in the doorway. 

"Adam, I can't go to sleep until I know you have erased those pictures off the computer."

"Okay, Mom. I'll do it right now," I replied as I slid out of bed, thankful that I had my boxers on since I usually slept in the buff.

Mom stood behind me as I sat at the desk turning on the monitor. A picture of Jake licking her pussy faded in from black and filled the screen.

"Oh, my God Adam. How could you - how many of these are on here?"

"About 50 or so," I replied sheepishly.

She bent over my shoulder, grabbed the mouse and started to click the mouse button. I could feel her breasts against my back through her nightgown. I don't think she even realized it. I was thinking what a bad idea it was to see these pictures in front of her and was feeling incredibly embarrassed and ashamed.

"Mom, maybe you shouldn't ..."

"Quiet," she said sternly. "I want to see what you saw that night."

As the pictures began to roll by, I tried my best not to look, but found my eyes drawn to the images. Mom would let out a gasp here, and an occasional "damn you, Adam", there, as she was clicking them off. At first she was moving through them quickly, but then the clicks slowed down and she took more time to look at each picture.  

"I can't believe you took these kind of pictures of me. But, I suppose I have no one but myself to blame."

She stopped at a photo of Jake putting his tongue into her pussy with her eyes closed while gritting her teeth. I was starting to panic because I could feel my heart pounding and my penis starting to get hard.

"Christ, Adam. You've been using these to masturbate to?"

I'm sorry Mom, I can't help it. I keep trying to stop, but it's like I have no control," I was on the verge of tears and she could tell.

"It's okay, honey," I could hear her voice starting to soften. "It really is my fault. I never even suspected you felt that way about me."

"I guess I never realized it before, but you're such an amazing woman. I love you so much Mom, and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt you or make you ashamed of me."

"Oh Adam, I'm not ashamed of you, I love you baby. I'll always love you no matter what," she said as she placed her free hand on my neck and rubbed soothingly.

Her other hand continued clicking through the pictures and I could now feel her warm breath on my cheek. I thought at first it was my imagination, but her breathing seemed to be speeding up and then she leaned in to place her cheek against mine as we both looked in silence at the images of her having her orgasm.

"Oh, my. I can see why these would turn you on. You captured some pretty graphic shots behind that door. Did you come home and masturbate that night?"

"Actually, I couldn't wait that long and did it in the shower after you and Jake left. I did it once again after I went to bed and scrolled through the photos on the camera," I confessed.

My cock was rigid now, making me that much more embarrassed. I was hoping that she couldn't see it poking out of my boxers as her head was positioned right over my shoulder.

"You really are a bad boy, but all is forgiven. Stand up and give your Mom a hug goodnight and we'll never speak of this again."

I was so relieved she was not going to disown me that I jumped up and embraced her, totally forgetting about my hard-on, which was now sticking straight out of the boxers. If she didn't see my protrusion before, she knew about it now. As I pulled her to me, my cock slid straight up and under her teddy so that the underside of my member was lying up against the skin of her stomach.

This was surely a comedy of errors like no other. I was frozen in place, afraid to move - afraid not to. As we held each other I could feel Mom's body stiffen slightly and as I tried to back away she embraced me tighter, holding me in place. We stood there for what felt like an eternity and I could feel my cock starting to flex itself in a slight pulsing motion, taking on a life of its own. My brain was starting to panic, I felt like running, screaming, and passing out, all at the same time. And then I heard it, a low quiet moan deep in Mom's throat. Upon hearing this highly erotic purr, my cock twitched and I'm sure it grew another two inches.

"Oh my," she whispered as she held me tighter.

She then started rubbing my naked back in soft circles, causing me to release a soft moan of my own. I reciprocated by moving my hand up and down her back from her shoulders to the bottom of the teddy, my fingers brushing her skin right above her panty line. I leaned my head down to snuggle her shoulder and placed a soft kiss on her neck. Mom moaned once again and tilted her head to invite another kiss to her neck, which I promptly delivered followed by another and another. 

Mom's breathing was getting ragged, as was mine and she placed a kiss of her own on my cheek then another. I placed small kisses on her cheek and as we exchanged these pecks our lips touched once then back to each other's cheek. Then her lips moved back to mine and stayed there. After a few seconds she opened her mouth to me and we were locked in a deep wet kiss. Our tongues slowly explored each other and Mom let out a louder moan into my mouth. 




My Best Friend's Birthday



Our hands were getting bolder now as they slowly moved progressively lower. I cupped her ass in my hands as she did the same to me and we pulled our groins together with increasing pressure. Everything was on automatic now as I moved one hand under the teddy feeling the skin on her back as she moved one hand around to my stomach and lowered it slowly downward to touch my exposed cock. I moaned louder now as she grasped it in her fist and slowly explored its length. My hand moved under her panty and pushed it down until it slid to the floor and I found her pussy which I had already grown to love from the pictures. Mom was very wet as I slipped one then two fingers into her, extracting a loud moan from her pursed lips.

She pushed my boxers down to the floor and slipped the teddy up over her head. We were now locked together, skin on skin I stepped her back two steps to my computer desk and slid her up on the edge. Mom leaned back and placed her hands on the desk for support. I stared into her glazed eyes. 

The computer monitor was angled so we could see the image on the screen and I took a second to click the mouse on the slideshow command so it would automatically step through the pictures.

"Oh my God," Mom whispered as the pictures started to slowly change out.

The picture we were looking at showed Jake standing at the foot of his bed holding her legs apart, so I did the same. The next showed his cock at the entrance of her pussy, so I aimed my cock towards her. The next photo was a close up of Jakes cock just entering her, so I stepped in to her pussy and pushed the head of my cock in about one inch. 

"Oh, fuck," Mom yelled out, never taking her eyes off the screen. "Adam, we have to stop right now or I won't be able to."

"It's alright Mom, I don't want you to stop, I want you so bad it hurts," I said as I stared deeply into her eyes.

We were too far gone to let this go on for long, and after about a minute as I slowly entered her one inch at a time, Mom reached out to my neck and pulled me in tighter.

"Please Adam, please fuck me now, I can't wait anymore, please."

The pictures scrolled on as I plunged into her deep. I grabbed her hips and gloried in the feeling of being inside this beautiful creature. I stayed perfectly still wanting to make it last as long as possible

"Mom, I can't believe I'm inside you. I dreamed of this. God, you're so wet. My cock is so deep, can you feel it?"

"Yes, baby. Yes, it feels so good to have you inside me. I can feel your cock filling me up. It's touching the inside of my cunt in all the right places, Adam. I've never felt a cock fit so perfect."

"Mom, your pussy is doing something - it's flexing around my cock, like you're milking it. Driving me nuts, how do you do that, Oh fuck, I don't think I can hold out much longer."

"It's OK, baby. Don't hold back, I'm ready too. Fuck me hard. I want to feel you cum inside me. I'll cum with you, I promise. This won't be the last. I want to feel you inside me again and again, if you want to."

I started thrusting in and out of her with wild abandon, no longer willing or able to wait, "God, yes. I want to. I want to fuck you in every way possible. I want to taste your pussy and have you suck my cock,"

"Ohhh, Adam I'm cumin, I'm exploding all over your cock, oh fuck, oh fuck."

"Yesss Mommmm ..."

I came with her, mixing my orgasmic yells with hers. It felt like I pumped a gallon of my jism into her pulsing quim. It's a wonder the neighbors didn't hear us. The room started to spin and for a second I thought I would pass out. I reached out to the desk for support because my knees had totally buckled on me.

Mom had flattened out on the desk, her eyes closed and her breathing shallow and rapid. After about a minute of recuperation, I fell into the chair. She turned her head towards me glancing down at my still hard prick and a soft smile crossed her lips.

"Godddd," she giggled. "Now I've probably destined you to years of therapy."

I rolled the desk chair close to her still reclined torso and wrapped my arm around her shoulders. I leaned into her and kissed her parted lips with mine. Or tongues entwined as my free hand reached up to her beautiful tits and gently caressed her still-stiff nipples. She moaned into my mouth as she moved her hand to mine and guided it to her sopping pussy. I started an assault on her pulsing clit, her hand guiding me on where and how fast. In a few brief heartbeats, she stifled a scream into my mouth and her back arched as she had her second orgasm. After a few seconds she moved our hands to our joined lips and dipped two of my fingers into our mouths, allowing me to taste our combined love juices. 

Before I could gather my senses, Mom swiveled herself off the desk and straddled my lap in one swift motion. With her feet planted on the floor she engulfed my cock deep inside her wet chamber. I couldn't believe I was still rock hard. That had never happened to me after having an orgasm, but then I had never been this turned on before.

I took one hard nipple in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, sucking it gently. Then treated the other nipple to the same. Mom let out another loud moan.

Mom began to slowly move up and down, using her legs in a squatting motion. "Thank, God for Starimaster," I thought. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.

"That's it, Adam, just rest and let Mommy make you feel wonderful. I'll do all the work and take good care of your beautiful, big cock. Do you like this, son? Do you want me to stop?"

I raised my head and looked into her eyes, "No Mom, don't stop. I love you fucking me"

"Do you, baby. You won't hate me afterwards? I'm so worried you will think I'm a terrible mother ... Ooohhhh, yes."

Mom reached out her hands and put them on my shoulders to support her torso as she started to increase the pace of her movement on my cock, "You're the best mother in the world, and the best fuck, too," I whispered.

"That makes me so happy, baby. I want to think we can do this again. Would you like that, Adam? Would you like to put your cock inside my pussy, again? Would you like to fuck Mommy again?"

"Again and again, Mom."

"Adammm ..."

"Yessssss?"

"Don't erase those pictures ..."



My Best Friend's Birthday



With that she walked over to Terry and lead him down the hall to his bedroom. I waited a few minutes to catch my breath and compose myself. Before I left I heard Vicki screaming from the bedroom, as Terry shoved that magnificent black cock inside her again. Then I drove home and collapsed into bed.

Saturday I busied myself around the house with chores. In the evening, I went down to the local bar and got some dinner and a few drinks. A couple of people asked where Vicki was, but I just told them she was out with some friends. There were a couple of good-natured comments about keeping tabs on my good looking wife, but I just laughed them off.

I had been hoping to get a phone call from Vicki that evening, but it didn't happen. I watched some TV, but eventually fell asleep in my recliner. Sunday was a cool sunny day. I finished up some outside chores and had some lunch. We keep a list of groceries we need on a small whiteboard attached to the refrigerator, so I copied those items onto a sheet of paper and went to the store. I had sandwiches for dinner and watched some mindless movie on TV afterwards.

It was after 10 o'clock when I heard a car pull into the driveway. I looked out and saw Terry's car sitting out front. The engine was off, but no one was getting out. I went back to my movie. Just as it was finishing up about 11, I heard the car engine start. The front door opened and Vicki walked in.

She was wearing only a man's shirt...I assumed it was Terry's...completely unbuttoned up the front. She carried the rest of her clothes in her hand. She came over and sat in my lap, giving me a huge kiss. I tasted that distinctive salty taste of cum again and felt her pussy dripping onto my pants. Obviously Terry had fucked her one last time in the car before she came in.

"How was your weekend?" I asked.

"Unbelievable," she said. "Terry is an amazing lover. Not only did he fuck me about 10 times a day, but he would carry me into the shower and wash my body. I never felt so wanted before in my life." Then she hesitated. "Except by you," she added. I appreciated the thought, but knew she didn't mean it.

Listening to her talk about fucking Terry turned me on again. "Are you up to fucking my little white cock before we go to bed tonight?" I asked smiling.

Her reply caught me off guard. "Not tonight, baby. Every hole I have is sore. I need to rest and recover. But only tonight, I promise. Tomorrow night and the rest of the week is all you...every night."

I walked her back to the bedroom and tucked her in bed. She didn't even shower. Then I went to the bathroom and beat off to get rid of my raging hard on. I wasn't really happy with her answer, but could only hope she'd keep her promise to me about the rest of the week. Of course, she did. She's that kind of wife.



My Best Friend's Boss



Samantha picked me up around five thirty, just like she said she would. I grabbed my bag and said bye to my parents. I was excited to spend the night at her boss's house. We were going to have dinner and a few drinks, for something that had to do with Samantha's work. I knew it was kind of weird to go to your boss's house, but they were close friends too.

"Oh hi, how was work today?" I asked Samantha as I slammed the car door shut.

"I need a drink," she said as she sighed. I smiled and agreed.

We pulled up to her boss's house, wondering if everyone else was here. I realized we were a little late, but not by much. Samantha and I walked up to the front and I saw her boss saying good bye to some company. It was apparently some coworkers who had to leave because of other plans. We exchanged introductions and they were on their way.

I smiled and said hi to Samantha's boss. I had hung out at Samantha's work many times, so we were familiar. We go inside and I'm met with a bottle of wine and whiskey. We weren't messing around tonight. I was excited.

We went outside, enjoying the warm summer air under a canopy in the backyard. I asked Amanda how her day was going. I looked at her legs as she shifted in her seat, taking note that she wasn't wearing any panties. It was then when I realized I was feeling a little drunk.

She began complaining of her boyfriend, saying he was never around when she really needed him. She winked at me, and I laughed.

"Well what do you use to keep you busy then?" I had to ask. Samantha then pointed out that Amanda had quite an awesome vibrator in her collection. I told her to show it to me.

I followed her inside to her bedroom, and she walked over to the tall chest of drawers next to the door. She pulled open her panties drawer, and I scanned them, imagining what they looked on her. She pulled out a rabbit, bright pink and with those beads that move when you turn it on.

Like she was reading my mind, she switched it on. My pelvic muscles twitched as the dildo began rotating in her hand. She giggled out loud, checking my expression. I noticed as I tried to hide the redness from the liquor and being turned on. 

She turned it off and explained, not that it was needed, that this is what she used while her boyfriend lacked in the bedroom. I wondered if I could help with that, since I was here in all. I watched as she pressed the drawer closed, taking note which drawer it was kept in. That would be important for later.

I followed her again back outside, this time mesmerized as her hips swayed back and forth. She was wearing a white dress, the fabric terribly thin. I wanted it off of her. I couldn't stop imagining what she looked like naked. Her hair was cut short, a blonde pixie that showed off her tanned shoulders and almond shaped eyes. She was older, in her fifties, easy. Her body was shaped wonderfully, despite her age.

We sat down, silently catching glances at each other. Samantha had no clue that we both felt a burning between our thighs as we each tossed back the rest of the liquor and wine. It started cooling down outside, so we went into the living room and turned on some music. After a few shots more of the tequila Amanda had in the back of her cabinet we started dancing. I realized at this point just exactly how drunk I was. I sat on the couch to make sure the room wasn't spinning.

I watched as my friend and her boss began taking their clothes off as they were dancing with each other. Their hips bounced with the music as their bodies were exposed. I've seen Samantha naked plenty of times. I found her attractive, but I had no interest in her. Amanda pulled off the thin cotton dress, exposing her panty-less body.

I was wide-eyed until they both came over to me, making me stand up. My head stopped spinning as I focused on Amanda's eyes. She pulled my shirt above my head. We silently shared this moment as Samantha got on her phone. I heard her mumble about calling her ex-boyfriend. I took off my pants, exposing my naked body.

Samantha ignored us as Amanda and I began dancing together. We wrapped our arms around each other as we sang along to the AC/DC channel on her cable. Her arm brushed against my nipple, then my ass. I ran my hands around the shape of her breast.

"You've got really nice tits, y'know, Angela," she said, slurring some words together. Her British accent grew with the liquor in her system. I smiled, and replied with the same. Samantha began noticing us fondling. Amanda ran her hand down my back, her nails just enough to make the hair on the back of my neck stand up. 

I leaned into her, pressing my lips into hers. I squeezed her nipple between my fingers as I ran my tongue across hers. She exhaled into my mouth, squeezing my ass in her hands. I could hear Samantha telling her phone buddy what was happening in front of her.

"Guys, you're kissing, and touching, this is weird..." I could tell Samantha was uncomfortable. I didn't want to stop with Amanda, though. Neither did Amanda, apparently.

"Do you want to go to my bedroom?" She asked, the confidence radiating from her. I nodded, following her back to her bedroom. I loved seeing her bare ass in front of me, especially after watching it all afternoon.

I closed the door behind me, gently. Samantha's voice became muffled, and Amanda crawled onto her bed. Her ass was in the air, her pussy begging for my mouth. I tried to not show how actually nervous I was at this point. I realized that I thought girls were attractive, but I had never actually been with one. She waited for me to touch her and I was so excited to make her come.

I walked over to the edge of her bed, running my hand over her ass. I rose my hand, hovering it above her as she made eye contact with me. I brought it down firmly, her muscles moving from my slap. I brought my lip into my mouth, biting it hard. I made her turn around, so she can watch me as I tasted her pussy.

Her chest rose and fell, as she ran her fingers through my hair. She smelled so sweet, and I watched her bare labia throb with anticipation. I kissed along the inside of her thighs, teasing her nipples lightly. I loved the look of fire in her eyes as I grew closer and closer to her hot spot. I had never done this before, but I just did what I thought would feel good. She let her head fall back, as she propped herself up on her elbows.

I finally reached her clit, bringing her entire hood into my mouth. I sucked softly at first, not letting my tongue touch her just yet. She began moaning, her voice filling the room. I began sucking harder, feeling the blood fill her vulva. Finally I let go of her clit and pinched her nipples again. I gently ran my tongue down her slit, moaning at the way she tasted.

"Fuck, Angela, you're amazing..." she trailed off as I slipped a finger inside her, then two. I kept my mouth on her clit, finding her g-spot with my fingers. I did the typical "come-hither" motion, massaging her g-spot slowly. Her back arched beneath me, her hips pressing into my mouth. I moved my hand faster, harder, as I sucked and licked her throbbing clit.

I felt her muscles constricting around my fingers, and her panting grew quicker. I worked faster, telling her I wanted her to come. She moaned loudly, her hands gripping the sheets as the orgasm started around my fingers and exploded throughout her body. Her thighs shook next to my face, and I looked up to see her face as she began to relax after her orgasm.

"I loved making you come, Amanda," I whispered into her ear. She smiled, and whispered back into mine.

"Your turn," she winked and stood from the bed. It was then when I realized that I had completely forgotten about that toy. It was apparent that Amanda had not. She pulled open the drawer that I remembered the rabbit was sitting. She walked over to me, smirking proudly.

"I saw the way you reacted when you saw this. I was hoping that you were going to use it on me, but I like it this way, too."

She pushed apart my thighs, exposing my vulva. Her mouth ran up my slit, and I could hear her slurping up my wet pussy. I pulled at the sheets, loving the way her tongue was working at my hot spot. I loved watching her as she worked her fingers inside me, making me moan loudly.

I heard her turn on the vibrator, and my spine arched as she pressed the tip against my clit. The vibration started in my pelvis and I could feel pure pleasure run throughout my body. Her hand squeezed my breast as she used the other one to push the vibrating toy inside me. I screamed, loving the way she was filling me up.

The little rabbit teased my clit as she watched me and fucked me with this toy. The only words coming from my mouth were about god. I felt my pussy contracting around the dildo as she sped up with my breaths. I loved the way she was running her hand over my body, keeping me stimulated.

"Oh, god, Amanda, don't stop..." now I was the one trailing off. I felt the orgasm start near my clit and expand throughout my entire body. I moaned her name as I grabbed a handful of her hair, letting my body tense up beneath her motions. I watched as a smile began on her face, and she switched off the vibrator.

"Holy shit..." Amanda laid down beside me, running her hand up and down my thigh. I giggled, and wondered out loud how Samantha was doing on her own in the living room. I was incredibly tired, and let myself drift off to sleep.

I woke up at five in the morning with a parched mouth and Samantha asleep next to me. I vaguely remember Amanda getting up and mentioning that Samantha was going to sleep in here. I reached for some water, when Samantha woke up.

"Someone had lady sex..." I giggled, remembering what exactly happened the night before.

"Yep...sure did."



My Best Friend's Boyfriend



As soon as I met my best friend's boyfriend, I knew I wanted him for myself.

His name was Mitch and he was well over six feet tall. I'd always had a weakness for tall men. This height, combined with his piercing blue eyes, short, golden-brown hair and rugged jaw, completed the package perfectly. It was just a pity that this gorgeous man belonged to Ginny and not to me...

Ginny had, up until now, been a woman of little taste where men were concerned. A series of stuttering geeks and sexually-stunted Neanderthals had passed through her hands before, finally, Mitchell Robson came into her life.

The night she introduced him to me, she could barely contain her excitement. Ginny, Mitch, my partner David and I went out for a meal and Ginny spent most of it simpering girlishly in her boyfriend's direction. She had always been attractive - a fluffy blonde with huge tits - but, sadly, there was no air of mystery about her. What you saw was what you got, charisma most definitely in short supply.

I, on the other hand, was an enigmatic (or so I liked to believe), brooding brunette, petite in stature, always dressing in black or deep colours which set off my brown eyes. I kept myself to myself and let Ginny do all the talking. 

During the meal, I could tell that David was bored. He had never really liked Ginny or been interested in meeting her many boyfriends. He shuffled in his seat, and I could tell he wanted to go home.

But I didn't feel the same way. My attention was focused entirely on the stunning man who sat opposite me. He led the conversation, bombarding Ginny and I with witty remarks, winning us over with his easy charm. His smile entranced me. The casual shirt he wore was slightly open at the collar, showing the top of a golden, hairy chest; around his neck was a silver chain which disappeared enticingly down into the V of his shirt.

Staring at Mitch, I had a sudden and erotic vision of myself kissing that chest, flicking my tongue against his nipples. I blinked it away, but it kept coming back. I found myself besotted with Mitch's body - he looked sturdy, dependable and very manly. Our eyes met across the table, and a shiver ran down my spine as he held my gaze for slightly longer than I considered polite.

I stared him out, then looked away and, after a moment, glanced back again. Mitch was still gazing in my direction, although his hand was casually caressing Ginny's bare, honey-coloured shoulder. She giggled at some dry joke of David's, and her big breasts wobbled beneath her tight-fitting top. I envied her that chest; my own boobs were modestly-sized. I wondered what Mitch thought of Ginny's breasts - did he love nuzzling them, pushing his face between the enormous, fleshy globes? Or would he prefer my small, firm mounds with their hard, protruding nipples? I ached to find out.

During the meal, several bottles of wine were drunk. I felt myself becoming pleasantly woozy; a warm glow suffused itself throughout my body. But the warmest place of all was my pussy. Two hours of gazing at Mitch and fantasising had made me wet between the legs, and I could feel the crotch of my knickers was soaking with juices.

Every so often, Mitch would stare at me and I would stare back. This was our first meeting, but I felt a connection. He understood that I was bored with David; I didn't need to say it. Likewise, I could tell that his relationship was based on childish infatuation on Ginny's part and a brotherly-type of protectiveness on his. There was no carnal desire there; Ginny wasn't a real woman, capable of showing Mitch what a woman wanted in bed. I, on the other hand, was more than capable.

After dessert, Mitch stretched in his chair and yawned.

"Jesus, I've eaten far too much!" he announced.

Ginny patted his belly and leaned her head on his broad shoulder. 

"You're getting fat!" she teased.

"Hardly!" Mitch said, dismissively. He glanced at me; I was sitting back in my chair, toying with the stem of my wine glass. My fingers slithered repeatedly up and down the smooth, reflective surface.

"I'm going to the gents'," Mitch continued. "D'you want to carry on and order coffees or something?"

"Yeah, why not?" David clicked his fingers at the waiter. "Hey, you!"

I raised my eyes ceilingwards. David could be such an arse at times. He and Ginny would make a good couple. As would Mitch and I....

Mumbling something about going to the ladies, I got up and quickly left the table, following Mitch. He didn't realise I was behind him, and disappeared down the stairs at the back of the restaurant, where the toilets sign pointed.

The stairs led down to a narrow corridor, along which stood several doors. At the end of the corridor, a pair of double doors had been propped open, letting in the cool air from a darkened, silent courtyard beyond.

Instead of pushing open the door marked Gentlemen, Mitch wandered along to this exit and stood, looking out into the courtyard. There was no moonlight, all was dark out there. He leaned against the door frame and I heard him sigh.

Creeping up silently behind Mitch, I stood for a moment and observed him. He ran a hand through his short hair and bowed his head, shaking it slowly. It seemed to me that he was in despair at himself for some reason - perhaps ever having taken on Ginny in the first place. She wasn't right for him and he knew it.

"Is something the matter?"

My voice rang out, clear as a bell in the silence. Mitch whirled round. When he saw me, his face registered surprise.

"Fuck, what a fright you gave me, Nadine!"

"Sorry." I moved closer to him. "I just saw you and thought you looked unhappy..."

"No, I'm fine," Mitch straightened up. "Good meal, wasn't it?"

I was right in front of him by then, fixing my eyes firmly on his. The cool air from outside brushed my heated skin and made it tingle. My nipples felt pointed and hard against my thin shirt. I wondered if Mitch could see their dark outline.

"The meal was OK, yes," I whispered. "But I'm still hungry...."

Reaching out, I touched him; laid my hand on that V of flesh that showed at his collar. My fingers touched the silver chain, brushed the curly hairs that coated his chest at the top.

Mitch tensed. My eyelids flickered. I gazed up at him, with lips parted expectantly, my breath coming fast and hard.

"Nadine..."

I silenced him with my mouth. My open lips pushed themselves against his, forcing them apart. He did not resist, coming back as hard and determined as I was, sliding his tongue into my mouth and working it frantically around the inside of my cheeks.

Mitch folded his arms around me and drew me against him. His hands were on my waist as we kissed, but as our senses heightened, he began to move them all over me. He encircled my breast and stroked his thumb over the solid nub of my nipple. He caressed my backside, pulling me closer to him; so close that I could feel the hardness of him through our clothing.

"God, Nadine, I want you..." he groaned in my ear.

"Mmm...I want you too!" I replied, gasping. "Where will we go?"

"Out here - quick!" Mitch took my hand and pulled me through the doors, into the courtyard. No one was around; it was dark and quiet. We stumbled towards a niche that was thick with shadow, and stood against the rough wall, kissing once more.

Mitch's warm mouth moved over my throat and onto my collarbone. Sharp sensations of need shot from my loins, generating a fierce heat in my pussy. When one of his hands insinuated itself between my legs, I cried out. Mitch pushed my skirt up over my hips, exposing my black panties. His palm moved over my mound, the fingers cupped my wet pussy lips, and I nearly screamed as he pushed the crotch of my underwear aside and slipped a digit inside me.

My thickened slit made moist sucking sounds as Mitch pushed his finger in and out of it. Then he added another finger, and another one, stretching me wider.

I moaned against his chest, pressing my lips to his hot skin, and feeling his body hair tickle my face. A bead of sweat had formed in the hollow of his throat and I licked it away. 

I reached to unbutton his shirt; it fell open, revealing his glorious body. His abdominal muscles were firm and defined; the golden hair grew down towards his navel and disappeared enticingly into his jeans. I kissed his nipples and stroked him, as I had earlier, in my fantasy. His skin tasted salty and felt wonderful under my lips.

Mitch's fingers had drawn a great deal of fluid from my pussy - he was covered with the viscous secretions. Grabbing his hand, I brought it up to my mouth and sucked his fingers, tasting myself.

His crotch pushed insistently against my body. Whilst he unbuttoned my top, I was reaching for his zipper, pulling it down with a satisfying ripping sound. I reached inside and felt for his straining cock, closing my hand over the warm, solid shaft. Mitch moaned. He pushed the cups of my bra aside; my nipples popped out into the open, the chill of the air made them as hard as bullets. Mitch bent his head and sucked first one, then the other into his mouth. His hand stroked each swollen breast and my body heaved with delicious sensations.

Mitch's cock turned out to be a monster when I finally had it fully extracted from his jeans. The shaft was eight or nine inches long and very thick. The bulbous head strained in my fist as I jerked him off slowly; the slit in the top oozed pre-cum, which I massaged into the glans with my thumb. Mitch's balls bulged out of his zipper: I'd never seen a man so well-endowed. With one hand still on his cock, I used the other to stroke those downy spheres, as tight and firm as plums. I longed to take him in my mouth, and I told him this.

Mitch nodded frantically. He turned so that his back was against the wall, and I fell to my knees in front of him. When I took his smooth shaft into my throat, he moaned my name and pushed against the back of my head, forcing me to take him deeper. I almost gagged as the thick dome of his cock hit the back of my palate, but I quickly recovered myself and created a tight vacuum around his penis by sucking on it very hard. Fondling Mitch's heavy balls, I moved my mouth up and down the pulsating, meaty prick and felt it swell even more.

Mitch jerked his hips back and forth as I sucked him. It wasn't long before his cock began to spasm; it then sent forth several strong jets of hot cum, which I caught in my mouth and swallowed with undisguised enjoyment. Mitch's balls twitched under my fingers - they had another load to dispense. But this time I wanted him inside my pussy.

I stood up, rubbing my now-bare breasts against Mitch's naked chest. The sensation of his crinkly hair rubbing my nipples gave me a real thrill. He was so tall I had a stiff neck from straining upwards to kiss him, but he was more than worth a little discomfort.

"Fuck me," I murmured huskily. "Please, fuck me!"

Mitch put his hand in my hair and forced my lips onto his. We kissed, lingeringly, for a moment, as he turned me to face the wall. I leaned forward, my hands on the rough stonework, bracing myself.

My skirt was still bunched up around my waist. Mitch made light work of my sodden panties; they tore like tissue paper as he wrenched them form my body.

"Oh!" I gasped when the cool chill of the night air seeped around the entrance to my wet, willing pussy.

But Mitch blocked the cold with his eager body, pressing himself against me so I could feel his cock nudging my buttocks. He rubbed the thickened head up and down my crack and I bucked my rear end towards him, begging him to put himself inside me.

Mitch complied. The head of his cock squeezed its way through my yearning pussy lips, and there was a satisfying sensation of fullness the moment he actually thrust himself in there and my spasming walls enclosed him.

Mitch began to withdraw, almost to the tip of his cock, making me cry out in desperation, and then he plunged the whole length in again. He continued to do this, first with tantalising slowness and then faster and faster, until he was sawing deliciously in and out of me.

I moaned with pleasure as his balls slapped against my agonized pussy. Mitch's head was on my shoulder, and I could hear him gasping in my ear; his breath felt hot and sounded raggedly harsh.

As he thrust, he fingered my clit, which sent molten flashes of heat through my body. The sensations combines and a pressure built inside me, begging to be released. The palms of my hands were scraped raw by the stone wall as I gripped desperately onto it. My knees threatened to give way, but Mitch held me firmly around my waist, supporting me completely as he fucked me hard.

I could feel the head of his cock swell inside me, rasping against every fleshy ridge of my vaginal walls. Fluid ebbed from my slit in torrents. My bud was almost at bursting point, such was the skill that Mitch demonstrated when stroking it.

Eventually I could take no more. My pussy was on fire and, before I knew what was happening, it had erupted like a volcano of pleasure. Shockwaves tore through my entire body, jarring every internal organ I possessed. Lights flashed behind my eyes. My head lolled back like a lead weight. My pussy throbbed and gushed like never before; my skin tingled with electricity. It was the most intense orgasm I'd ever experienced.

Realising how much he had pleasured me, Mitch allowed himself to climax. His cock jerked and released his cum in hot, powerful spurts which I could feel spraying my pussy for what seemed like half a minute or more.

Mitch bucked against me, grunting as he came, and then made a sort of sobbing sound in his throat. It seemed as if it had been as intense for him as it had for me. Oh, how I'd needed that orgasm! He'd never know how much I had craved to feel that good!


Mitch fell away from me, totally spent. I turned slowly, only to see him backing off. He had his hand to his mouth and looked as if he'd seen a ghost.

"Oh, God, Nadine!" he muttered. He was doing up his jeans with a shaking hand. "Nadine, what have we done?"

I fixed my eyes on him, but he didn't meet my gaze now. He was regretting our coupling already, that much was clear.

I straightened my skirt and picked up my underwear. Neither of us spoke after that.

Then we returned to the table and apologised for being gone so long. I explained away my flushed face and our lengthy absence as being to do with a sudden feeling of sickness that overcame me in the ladies'. I'd found Mitch and he'd helped me outside for some fresh air, remaining with me until I'd begun to feel better.

"Oh, you poor thing!" cried Ginny. "Maybe the tortillas didn't agree with you?"

"Yeah, I'm not really into spicy things." I glanced at Mitch. He emptied his wine glass down his throat and didn't return my stare. I didn't care. I'd had him, that was it. I'd proved to myself that I could entice any man I wanted, even the ones that were most definitely out-of-bounds.

Of course, it did worry me a little that I'd just fucked my best friend's boyfriend. I do have a conscience, despite what you might think. But, I soon reassured myself, what's done is done. No one can get hurt, unless Ginny finds out what happened between Mitch and myself. And why should she find out?

I'm not going to tell her. Are you? 



My Best Friend's Boyfriend



Laura and I had been close friends for years. There was pretty much nothing we haven't seen of each other and no topic that hadn't been discussed. I have always been an extremely open person and I love to embarrass or shock the hell out of anyone that seems to retain innocence. Laura was one of my first victims. I corrupted her fragile mind within weeks of my knowing her and showed her that there is nothing that is forbidden in the realm of discussion. Beyond that all of my friends have always been quite free sexually. It was nothing for us to strip down and compare how our boobs felt to each other. It was always more interesting than sexual. With that being said, I can honestly say that it was Laura that managed to shock the hell out of me that night.

She had come to my side of the apartment and climbed in bed with me for a heart to heart. She had just broken up with her boyfriend of five months, Brad, and she needed comforted. I was trying to be as sympathetic as possible considering the fact that I openly hated Brad. I thought he was a womanizer and was too pig headed for his own good. Don't get me wrong, he was hot with his dark blue eyes and 6'3 muscular frame, but he was a jerk none the less. 

Laura and I were lying in bed with nothing more than panties. We were lying on our backs staring at the ceiling discussing where her relationship went wrong. I insisted it was the guy she chose, that will make it go wrong quickly. Just then there was a hard knock on our bedroom door, not our front door but our bedroom door. Before waiting for a response Brad burst through the door. He apparently had let himself into the apartment, but I didn't know why he would let himself into my room. I found out later that he had came looking for me, not Laura. He had decided that he was going to make her jealous by sleeping with me. Only to his shock when he opened my door Laura and I both sprang up and showed brad everything we were good for, from the waist up at least. Needless to say, Brad was shocked. He planned to open the door to find me asleep, but he opened the door to four breasts staring him in the face. 

Laura was a gorgeous girl. She has long black hair with a killer tan. She is pretty much the exact opposite of me. I am extremely fair with long blond hair. Her boobs were a solid perky B cup, with deep, large nipples. My boobs were a size heavier with light pink areolas. 

Brad was clearly shaken from his plan and stood at the door in utter silence for several seconds. Laura and I were equally as shocked and sat like statues waiting for someone to say something. 

Brad quickly snapped out of his trance and resumed his original plan. He crossed the room in two strides and put both hands on either side of my face. He lost no time planting his lips firmly on mine. I started to scream, mostly in shock, but his mouth stifled most of my noise. Then my shrieks began to subside when his tongue penetrated deep into my mouth. I don't know if it was the shock of the event, the fact that I was kissing my best friends boyfriend, or the fact that she was watching, but I quickly began to feel a deep tingling surging through my body. When I stopped struggling against the kiss he began to kiss me with more need. He held my head with one hand and ran his hand to cup my breast with his other. His fingers found my already hard nipple and began to pull and tease it to full potential. 

Throughout the entire kiss I didn't hear a single word from Laura. I knew that she was sitting inches from me watching the event and I felt guilty, but incredibly turned on at the same time. Brad seemed to completely ignore the fact that Laura was there. He came in to make her jealous, but seemed to be lost in his enjoyment. Knowing Brad I don't imagine this was the first time he'd thought of throwing me down and ravaging me. He was probably using this as an excuse to fulfill his own needs.  

Brad began to put pressure on me and against my better judgment I leaned back onto the bed and felt his weight on top of me. 'How far was he going to take this?' 'How far was I going to let him take this?' My mind was racing but the only thing I could listen to was the throbbing between my legs and the painful heat that began emerging. 

I felt Brad's shirt being pulled off and was utterly confused because his hands were now both roaming my breasts. When I opened my eyes I saw Laura helping to undress her boyfriend. The shock was clear for Brad, too, because he stopped kissing me long enough to stare at her in confusion. She looked at us both in disbelief and shrugged her shoulders, 'What, like I'm just going to watch." I was extremely overwhelmed, but need was taking the controls of that point. Plus I had always been the one to set the kinky standard. I simply couldn't be out done. If this was alright with Laura, I was all for it. 

Brad continued to fondle my breasts while Laura began to unbuckle his pants. She worked quickly and awkwardly wiggled him out in no time. When Brad's body returned to mine I could feel his hot cock pressing into me through our underwear. He was rock solid and ready to fuck me despite of the layer of clothes between us. He sat up long enough to slide his hand down my panties. His fingers quickly explored between my lips and considering I was soaking wet at this point, slid deep into my cunt in one swift motion. I almost came instantly. Laura finished taking off the last piece of Brad's clothing, which set loose a rock solid, thick 8 inch dick. Laura returned to the front near me and said, 'I don't know what else to do.' Brad in a less than gentle manor barked something about how she needed to find something to suck. I am quite sure that he wanted his manhood served by his little woman, but to the shock of us both Laura planted her lips on my left boob. 

I was utterly taken back, but realized that Laura was good at what she was doing. She was Really good. Her tongue was in constant motion and she was sucking my nipple hard, but then would back up to a gently suck and lick motion. Brad looked ready to cum, but had never left my pussy. He was deeply doing a methodic figure eight motion. When Laura moved her lips to my other boob I came instantly. The constant pleasure from both areas was too much for me too bare. Brad felt me cumming all over his fingers and quickly bent down and began to tongue my clit. His tongue was exploring me and then he penetrated me with his tongue. He slowly lapped up the juices that were still flowing. Laura, wanting some action of her own, straddled me. She scooted down far enough to line up our pussies, one on top of the other. She leaned down with her breasts touching mine and began to timidly kiss me. This was the first time I ever kissed my best friend. 

Brad quickly figured out what Laura's plan was and did exactly what she wanted. His tongue roamed from her pussy to mine; all the while his hands were constantly rubbing my clit. He must have sensed his opportunity, because he stood up and slid his dick into me. He was standing, my legs were draped off the bed and Laura was on her knees straddling me. Laura and I were continually kissing and fondling each other, while Brad began to pound into me. He was much bigger than I thought he would be. His dick was so hot and it seemed to fill me completely. He pounded into me with an urgency that quickly had me on the verge of cumming. However, right before I climaxed he stopped. Obviously this shocked me and I couldn't figure out why he would stop until I realized that he was fucking Laura! He was taking turns between our lined up pussies. I normally wouldn't have a problem with sharing, but when my orgasm is snatched from me I tend to get a bit irrational. 

I yanked Laura off of Brad's dick and pulled her to my face. I wanted to be fucked and I wasn't mean enough to deny Laura, but she'd had Brad before. Laura, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind one bit. I began to loop my tongue in circles around her clit and I closed my lips on her and gently sucked. Laura was on the verge of a major orgasm and slurred out commands and moans I didn't know existed. Brad didn't lose a beat with fucking me. He pushed my legs up as far as they would go to open me up even further. I slid my tongue I Laura's pussy and felt her cum on me. She instantly reacted by bucking up so my tongue couldn't reach her. Realizing that this was probably how she reacted with every orgasm I grabbed her hips and forced her onto my face. I kept my tongue working while she orgasmed over and over. I finally slowed my tongue down as I felt my orgasm over take me. Brad shot a huge load with a loud moan deep inside of me only moments later. 

We collapsed in a pile of sweaty goo. I've never been so exhausted and turned on in all my life. Brad came in trying to make her jealous and believe me it worked. After that night Laura and Brad didn't get back together, but Laura and I give him a ring every once in a while. 



My Best Friend's Boyfriend



Notes from the Author

Hi, I am Ria from India. I've been an avid reader of literotica.com's stories for the last 8-10 years. A few weeks ago I came across an author from the website and tried to convince him to write about me but he convinced me into being a character for his fictional stories (An Open Minded Girl Ch 01 and Ch 02). Since my character has been introduced, I decided to be more autobiographical and write about my experiences in my own words. Hope this first one is good if not I hope to get better with your feedback. I hoped to start which my first sexual experience but since I was underage then I can't write about it. So I shall start off from when I was 21. Thanks! Hope you like it!

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Since this is my first story, I shall start off writing a bit about myself. I'm an only child so I have been quite spoilt. Although I was sexually active for quite a while, I was honest to my partner, who I dated till college. Till 19, I only had two partners but that was about to change. One of the reasons for my early beginnings was my body development. I grew fast and early by my 18th birthday I had ample 34C cup breasts, firm, round and did not need bra support. My ass too was shapely thanks largely to my workout in the gym (a special story for later). I'm quite dusky with big lips and around 5 feet 8. Enough description, lets get to the story. 

When I turned 21, I finished studying in Delhi University and decided to move out of home. I shifted to Mumbai to look for a job in media and public relations industry. My only problem was that I did not know how to go about it. A very good friend of mine, Sanjana (name changed) was living in the city and I decided to live with her initially. She stayed in a posh South Mumbai flat, with a brat of a boyfriend called Arjun (name changed). 

Arjun, may have been a brat, but he was hot. I did not know him and hadn't seen him till I saw him when Sanjana and Arjun came to pick me up at the airport. 

While Sanjana waited right in front of the gate, I emerged wearing a military green tank top, short denim skirt and knee high boots. Looking around as I emerged, I wanted to see if there are nice looking men in Mumbai. Immediately I saw one. He must have been more than 6 feet tall. Muscular and pencil beard with longish hair tied in a ponytail. I didn't know it was Arjun but he had my senses tingling from the first look. The only thing on my mind "Damn, I want him to pick me up, use his strength and fuck me while he's standing and my legs are wrapped around him" 

I hugged Sanjana, my college roommate and an average looking girl but a similar sex drive. 

"So I can see there is enough candy to eat and see in Mumbai," I told Sanjana giving her a playful wink, still eyeing Arjun. "Riaaa, he's Arjun my boyfriend!! Don't eye him like that, I'm sure you'll find others," she said as we walked towards his car. 

As my eyes were locked on him behind my shades, I could tell he quickly checked me out. But to put Sanjana's fears to rest I said, "Yeah don't worry, I'm sure I'll find myself a nice hunk of meat too." 

Sanjana's flat had two separate bedrooms so I nicely set up in one. We decided that since it was my first night we should go partying. Arjun invited a friend of his Rohan (name changed) and we decided to goto Dome, a fancy club on Mumbai's Marine Drive. 

Rohan was quite good looking himself but definitely not close to the demi-god looks of Arjun. But he was a smooth talker and already was trying his luck with me when he came over to the flat. As usual, we girls were taking time to get ready.

It was my first night in Mumbai and I hadn't had a fuck for over two months as back home in Delhi my relatives were over, limiting my chance to be naughty. I decided to wear a shimmering short halter dress with a plunging deep neckline. I decided not wear a bra or panties with it, just in case I got lucky. 

Rohan quite clearly was impressed but Arjun too kept checking me out slyly. At the club, I hung around more with Rohan to get Arjun a little jealous. The music was electro-house, perfect for grinding and I was quite good at it. I could feel Rohan get hard as my ass crack grazed his crotch again and again. 

I was drunk and enjoying myself. I gave up thinking who was gonna fuck me tonight but I enjoyed Rohan as he felt me completely in the darkness of the dancefloor. I remember catching a glimpse of Arjun eyeing us. But the next thing I remember is going with Rohan to his car. 

I was incredibly horny so I didn't wait to go up to his house and he clearly didn't mind.

"Oh baby, you lips .... so soft....feels so nice against my cock," said Rohan, while he switched his car off in his driveway. 

My lips locked around the tip of his cock as my tongue circled the tip, I could tell he was enjoying as he gripped my hair hard. "Fuckkkk......you are so good," said Rohan. 

His pre-cum was leaking away as my tongue worked furiously. Soon, I wrapped my tongue around his cock and my lips slid down to the base. His entire cock was in my mouth and I started to suck it in the vacuum thus created. 

"Ohhh baby I'm about to cum suck me harder," he screamed out. I thought he'd get hard a second time to fuck me so I sucked harder as he started to shoot his load. I sucked it all up, my first taste of cum in what felt like ages. But to my utter surprise and disappointment Rohan said he couldn't fuck me tonight and dropped me back off at Sanjana's. 

It was late-night/early morning and since I still didn't have the keys, I rang the bell. Arjun opened the door, with a bed sheet wrapped around his waist. I froze for a minute as I didn't expect him. But with my disappointing night still in my mind my eyes followed his body down to his stiffness peeking through the bed sheet. 

I could tell he didn't get satisfied tonight, just like me. 

"So, you had a nice night?" he said. "I've had better," I replied as I walked back in. "Anyway, I hope you are enjoying the night." 

He was trying hard not to show his disappointment. "Every night with her is amazing," he said as he went back into the room. 

I knew I did Sanjana a favour because I could suddenly hear her loud moans, I had stoked Arjun's passion and Sanjana was the beneficiary. 

The next few days were uneventful. I was busy hunting for a job and shopping with Sanjana so I managed to stay out of Arjun's way. But still my libido was growing. A few days later, I invited Rohan because Arjun and Sanjana had gone out for dinner. 

Rohan, brought some wine and tried to make up for last time. But I wasn't interested in wine or food. My pussy was hungry, not me. 

We went into my room, he wasn't getting a blowjob this time. I took the lead and pushed Rohan onto the bed. Rolled his condom on as I got him hard while kissing his chest. I knew I was ready and wet and as soon as he was firm enough, I placed myself above his cock and started to ride him. 

I didn't even look at him as I rode him only thoughts of Arjun came flooding through my mind as I moaned out loud. Rohan's cock was not long but it was thick and I was loving every moment of it. 

I started bouncing faster on his cock as he too increased his pace. My moans and his groans filled up the room . After about an hour Rohan was spent. We rolled a joint and smoked it as I lay naked with him. 

I could hear the lock outside open. They didn't come to disturb us and went straight to their room, which was adjoining my room. While me and Rohan smoked the joint, I started to play with him. Tonight, I wanted Arjun to hear my moans. I couldn't believe I wanted him so badly. 

My lips locked around Rohan's nipples as I did my best to get him hard again. Tonight, Rohan didn't want to look bad and somehow was ready to fuck me again. He got on top of me and started to pound me as I began to moan. 

When I get fucked nicely I'm very loud naturally. Tonight, I had to make a special effort. 

As the noises from our room grew, so did Sanjana's screams. It was a game of one-upmanship and something told me Arjun wanted me to know how good he is. 

Next morning, the boys woke up late but me and Sanjana were having coffee. "Mmmmm you and Rohan finally hit it off haan?" she asked me seeking some gossip. "He is a nice guy you guys should start dating." 

"He's ok," I replied. "You know me, I was horny and he was easily available so I slept with Rohan. But he's just timepass yaar." 

"You and Arjun are getting it on rough haan, I can see big hickies on your neck," I teased Sanjana. "Yeah, I don't know whats gotten into him. But I'm really enjoying it. Pity I have to leave for a week tomorrow." 

I knew my eyes lit up, but thankfully Sanjana didn't notice. "Oh, is that so? Is Arjun going too?" I asked. "Nope, he'll be here only, but don't worry he'll be out of your way." 

Last thing I wanted was for him to be out of my way. 

Me and Arjun dropped Sanjana off at the airport but the drive back home was unusually quiet. There was sexual tension in the air. But neither I nor him wanted to make the first move. 

The next couple of day I kept calling Rohan over while Arjun slept in the other room. I wanted to tease him with the sounds. I also overheard Rohan telling Arjun about me. 

It was the fourth night Sanjana was away. I knew I had to act soon. But I didn't want to make a move and be turned down by Sanjana's boyfriend! 

Rohan was fucking me for the fourth night consecutively. After he was done, I ventured out for a glass of water. Arjun too came into the kitchen for a midnight snack, the snack was me. 

Dressed only in a tee-shirt, I was drinking water when Arjun came behind me, stark naked. He pushed me up against the wall while I dropped the water. My breathing became heavier, nervous but turned on. 

"You are such a tease," said Arjun. "But no more, tonight I make you scream." 

He leaned in for a kiss. It was what I had wanted since I landed in Mumbai. My lips locked with his, as our tongues wound up with each others. His hands sliding up the sides of my body making me go wild as I felt up his back muscles and dug my nails into it. 

I pulled my self onto him and wrapped my legs around his waist as I firmly caught my ass and started walking towards his bedroom. I kept licking his neck as he carried me in, but we had small detour. "Rohan, your job is done, get out of here," Arjun ordered him as we continued to go in.

I turned my head to the other side of Arjun's neck, the movement threw my hair back. I could feel Arjun get harder and softly poking my ass crack. I moaned softly and he knew exactly why. "Don't get too excited, its payback time for me. Tonight you get a taste of your own medicine," he whispered into my ear as he threw me onto the bed. 

My eyes locked into his as I moved back towards the headboard. He grabbed my t-shirt firmly and said, "Where do you think you are going?" And in a sudden move, he ripped off my tee-shirt as my hands moved to cover my boobs.

I was still so shocked I couldn't say anything. My breathing became heavier as I thrust my boobs forward offering it to him. 

Arjun leaned forward and just blew on top of my nipples which made them hard. "Ahhhh fuck, I wanted you so bad," I moaned out. "Fuck meeee" as I spread my legs out. "In time baby, all in due course of time," he just sniggered. 

He pinched my nipples hard as his fingers traced their way down to my pussy. His thumb started to rub my clit as his middle finger slipped right into my wet slippery pussy. My hands went through my hair as I arched my body in utter pleasure. 

Seeing my state, Arjun decided to tease me even more. He pulled out his fingers covered in my juices and put it in front of my mouth as he started to kiss my belly button. I licked off my juices of his finger, "Time for me to taste you too bitch," he said. 

His mouth moved steadily towards my pussy. My thighs parted to make way as I grabbed his hands and guided them towards my boobs. He teased me again as he blew on my pussy and giving small pecks to my pussy lips. 

"Mmmmm you smell so much sweeter than Sanjana," he said. "Did you think of me while fucking her all these days?" I asked. "What do you think?" he said as his mouth covered my pussy leaving me no chance to reply. "Aaaaahhhhhhhh Godddd."

His tongue started playing inside my pussy and automatically my crotch started to grind on his mouth to give him more access. He was driving me crazy I just prayed he could fuck me till he satisfies all this urge that he is planting inside me. 

He kept sucking my pussy bring me closer and closer to my first orgasm in months. Rohan hadn't even brought me close despite his thick cock. "Oh baby, I'll cum on your face.." I yelled out to Arjun as his tongue increased the ferocity of its licking. My body arched and shivered as I reached an orgasm. My juices gushed through as I squirted on his face.

"Mmmm bitch you are a squirter? Sanjana didn't taste half as good as you," Arjun said while winking at me. 

I grabbed his hair tightly and pulled it up to mine as we kissed again. I tasted my juices on and in his faces as I turned and came on top of him.

"Now, its my turn," I said. I started to kiss his chest as I stroked his stiffening cock. I rubbed it against my pussy to tease him some more as I bit one of his nipples. He grabbed my hair, "Damn, you are as good as you look."

I licked his well formed abs as I kept stroking his cock. My mouth kept going lower. But I wanted to give him more than just a blowjob. I wanted to rim him, something I had seen in a porno once. But with him I wanted to try it.

I kept stroking his cock with my hand as my head disappeared under his ass. My tongue licking the length of his ass crack as I heard a groan. "You dirty girl, I'm gonna fuck you good. Where did you learn this?" he asked.

I started to run my tongue around his ass crack as I felt a lot of pre-cum forming on the tip of his cock. I wanted his cum on my boobs so I got up and put his cock between my boobs as started to stroke it. 

Soon it was throbbing and he shot a big load all over my tits and my mouth. Like a hungry cum slut I licked it up. I got up from the bed thinking he's spent for the night, I was wrong. I only got as far as the door when he came running up and pushed me up against the wall. His cock, still hard resting in my butt crack as he put my hair aside and whispered into my ears and said, "Oh I'm far from being done with you."

He put his arms under my thighs, lifted me up and put my pussy on top of his cock before slipping me on it. I moaned out loudly, my dream from the time I saw him came true. No one had ever fucked me in this position. I was scared but it felt amazing.

He lifted me and while fucking me we walked me to the bed. "Oh Arjunnnn, fuck me in every way you can," I yelled out. He put me on all fours and grabbed my boobs milking them while he slammed his cock into my pussy. His strokes increased pace as I moaned louder.

Not being able to control himself, he grabbed my hair and pulled me back. He brought me up but his cock was big enough to keep fucking me. We kissed again as I showed my nimbleness this time. I broke the kiss and spun around on his cock. My back was now on the bed and my legs on his shoulders. 

The sudden enhanced access took me a little by surprise as my mouth opened while I screamed. With gravity on his side he kept pounding me. "Fuckkkk Arjunnnn, no cock has ever been so deep in me."

I reached another orgasm and this time I triggered him off. I could feel his cock throbbing in my pussy. I realised he wasn't wearing a condom but I was beyond the point of caring. I wanted his cum shot deep in me. I grabbed his butt tightly digging my nails into it as he groaned out "Ohhhh Riaaaaaaa" and shot his load deep in me. 

Spent, this time he crashed on me. I hugged him and said, "Well we have three more nights till Sanjana gets back." 

It turned out that Arjun as the owner of a company I had applied to. I ended up working for his company and still do. He still fucks me but not as often because of work and also because I found other guys. 

Sanjana never found out about us but she also soon broke up with Arjun. As for me, this was just the beginning of my adventures in Mumbai. From the looks of it, it was going to be as much fun as college. But more on about those later. Let me know if you like this.



My Best Friend's Boyfriend



"Come on, please Sheri will you do this for me?" my best friend Lisa asked.

"I don't know Lisa you want me to do a threesome with you and your new boyfriend?"

"Yeah, just this one time I promise I won't asked you to do something like this ever again."

"Can I think about it first?" 

"Yeah but don't think to long it his birthday and I wanted to grant this fantasy. I'm too afraid to do it with a stranger so that why I am asking you."

I couldn't believe she was asking me to do this, "Lisa I am going for a run and then I'll call you to give you an answer." I left Lisa apartment and went running in the park. I had my I pod, bottle of water, and stop watch in tote. I had been running for about an hour when I spotted this gorgeous looking guy. He was standing by the tree in the shade, reading a newspaper. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him .He was so handsome I started to slow down as if I was going to tie my shoes.

He looked at me, "Hi," I walked toward him, "I've never seen you around here much," I said to him.

"No I just moved to this area and I was just trying to check it out," he said to me.

I reached my hand out to him, my name is Sheri, Sheri Evans. 

"Hi Sheri Evans I'm Thomas Brown."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Brown."

"That Thomas," he said. 

"So how long have you been in town?" I asked him.

"I've been here about six months."

"So have you been able to get around check out some of the sites?"

"Actually no, do you know someone who would be willing to be my tour guide?" Thomas asked. 

I just smile to him, "do you have a pen?"

He reached into his backpack and pulled out a pen. I grabbed his newspaper and wrote my number on it.

"Call me maybe we can go out on the town," I said. 

He smile at me and said, "Okay I'll call you soon."

I took off to continue my run and later on that evening I receive a call from Thomas. We talked for an hour made dinner plans for that night. We went to a Chinese food restaurant, after dinner Thomas asked me back to his apartment. Upon arriving at his apartment I was feeling really nervous I wasn't really sure. Thomas used his key and open the door he open it and let me enter first. I walked in and looked around his apartment look pretty good. You would think that for a man his apartment wouldn't look so clean. "Come on in," Thomas said, "have a seat I will get us a bottle of wine." Thomas went toward the kitchen I sat on Thomas leather couch looking around his apartment. He had good taste I laid my purse down on his glass coffee table. Took off my shawl and took off my shoes and got comfortable. "So I see you have made yourself at home," Thomas said as he walked from the kitchen with two wine glasses and a bottle of wine. 

"Yes you have a nice place here so who is your decorator?" Thomas set the glasses down next to my purse and pour wine for the two of us. 

He handed me a glass, "let make a toast," Thomas said.

Raising his glass, "to a nice evening with new friends." 

We click glassed he took a sip of his and I took a sip of mines. "Have anyone ever told you how beautiful your eyes are?" Thomas asked. 

"Oh you are such a tease Thomas," I replied. 

All I could do was sit and blush my eyes was doing a complete body search his muscular arms, dark chocolate complexion, who stand about 5'11. "No I really mean it you are a very beautiful sexy woman whom I have the pleasure of your present." Stroking my face, "your skin is silky soft," he dazing into my eyes. 

Thomas looked at me like he wanted to seduce me right there on the couch. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on." Thomas said then he lean in and kiss me.

My body felt an explosion my pussy immediately became wet. "Wow what a kiss" I replied, he smiled at me and continue to enjoy me for his pleasure. Thomas pick me up and carried me to his bedroom. He opened the door and walked over to the bed and place me on it. He began to unbutton my blouse and slipping my skirt off my hips. My panties was soaked Thomas then stood up and let me watch him do a striptease. First taking off his shirt exposing his chest. Sexy chest with a six pack I couldn't wait to explore. Then he dropped his pants and his white underwear allowed me to see how well his manhood was ready for my wet pussy. Thomas then climb on me and press his lips to mine using his hand to explore my body.

Reaching my wetness, "Oh I see you are diffidently ready for me and my mouth is ready for you so just lay back and enjoy the ride."

Thomas tongue traveled down my body stopping to suck and kiss my nipples. Making me moan like a kitten then he moved down to my belly button. He took the flight and traveled down to my wet spot, taking his tongue and entering my pussy. Like he had explored that area before. After licking and sucking pussy until I release myself all over his face. He had my juices all over his mouth he let me kiss his lips so I could taste myself. After Thomas allow me to cum on his face Thomas straddled my face and entered my mouth with his already hard cock. I suck him until he shot warm nectar to the back of my throat I like his cream dripping out of my mouth down his cock and let it roll down my large breast. Thomas laid on his back as I climb on top of him. I rode his large cock and Thomas caress my body with his hands. He grabbed my ass as he explode his cream inside of me letting a moan escape from him. After having hot passionate sex with Thomas I got out of bed got dress and went home. The next morning I woke up and I had to tell Lisa about my night with Thomas. 

I grabbed my cell phone and called her, "hello" Lisa said, sounding like she just woke up. 

"Hey girl you up yet? I need to tell you about my wild night of hot sex with this guy I met yesterday in the park. 

"What?" Lisa said, "What the hell are you taking about Sheri?" 

"Wake up girl I have something to tell you about last night." 

"Okay have you thought about what I asked you to do for me and Thomas." 

"You know that funny I met a guy yesterday name Thomas."

That got me to thinking what if Thomas I spent the night with is Lisa's Thomas. What was I going to do? "Hello Shari what are you trying to tell me." 

"Oh nothing, nothing at all what I was trying to tell you was that I thought about it and I guess I'll participate. So when is this going to happen?" I asked? 

"Let me call you back," Lisa replied.

I hung up the my phone sitting on the couch thinking damn what if the Thomas I was with last night is Lisa's Thomas moments later my phone rang and it was Lisa. 

"Hello," 

"Sheri it me how about we get together at my place tonight." 

"Okay what time?" 

"Around 7pm" 

"Okay I'll be there." I wasn't really sure what I was really going for. Was I going because I wanted to have a threesome with them? Was I curious about who he was? I really didn't know why I was going but I had to make this right. Around 6pm I began to get nervous ,nervous about the threesome I was about to embark on or knowing that the man I fuck last night was actually Lisa's new boyfriend Thomas. 

It was a ten minute ride over to Lisa's and I really wanted to get there before Thomas arrived. So I left about a quarter till seven. But to my surprise when I rang Lisa's doorbell guess who answer her door. Yes it was him Thomas the fucker who I fuck last night he stood there in the doorway. 

"What are you doing here?" Thomas asked. 

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked him. 

I step into the doorway of Lisa's apartment. "Why didn't you tell me last night that you were involved with someone?" 

"Did you follow me here?" Thomas asked.

"No fool Lisa is my best friend by the way where is she?" 

"She asked me to answer the door. She is in the bedroom getting things together for us tonight. Oh wait one minute you are the other woman. She didn't tell me who you were she just said her friend was coming." 

"So you think I am going to go ahead with this tonight. I am going to tell her about last night." 

"Wait you don't want to tell her about last night," Thomas whispered. 

"What we've done I didn't do anything you are the bastard who took me out wine and dine me and then took me home and fuck me. I didn't even know who you were and you're the one who cheated." 

Thomas grabbed me and got up in my face with anger in his eyes. "Don't do this who is she going to believe me or you." 

"Could you please let me go," I said. 

He really got me to thinking what her was saying was right. Will she really believe me or what? What was I going to do? 

"Hey Shari you made it I see you have mat Thomas. Come on in everybody have a seat I thought we might want to have a couple of glasses of wine so we could get comfortable and relax." 

Lisa grabbed both of our hands and led us to the couch where she had three wine glasses sitting on the table 

"I am so glad you decided to do this with us," Lisa said as she poured a glass of wine for each of us. "I know we are probably nervous I know I am, so let have a glass of wine. I want to make a toast," Lisa said. 

"Lisa there is something I need to tell you first." Thomas was sitting next to Lisa with this silly smirk on his face. 

"Sheri wait before you tell me let me just say you are my best friend and the reason I asked you to do this for me is because I know I can trust you and that you will never hurt me or judge me." 

Thomas started kissing Lisa on her neck Lisa leaned in and kissed me right on the lips. 

"It okay just relax and let's have some fun." Lisa said. 

By that time Thomas had his hand under Lisa skirt. "Why don't we move to the bedroom so we can get more comfortable," Lisa said. Thomas and Lisa walked toward the bedroom. In the bedroom Thomas was already naked on the bed waiting for Lisa and I to join him. Lisa started undressing me right in front of Thomas. She removed my blouse and my bra and my breast dangle. I helped her by removing my skirt my body was exposed the world. Lisa took her hands and caressed me making my body heat up like a hot oven. Then I started to help Lisa remove her clothes, and before we knew it we were both standing in the middle of the room naked. Thomas was lying on the bed with a harden rock of manhood. Even though I didn't agree with Thomas about not telling her I really wasn't feeling the whole situation. She was my best friend and she had been asking me to do this with her for a very long time. So I just decided to put this out of my mind. Lisa and I sat on the end of the bed kissing and stroking each other. 

"Come down here where I am I wanted some of that actions," Thomas screamed out.

Lisa and I both crawl down to the other end of the bed Thomas was waiting for us. 

"Come, daddy is waiting for some sexy pussy." We both leaned in and tongued his cock, with our asses in the air Thomas had booth of his hand stroking two pussy at one time while we took turn deep throating his cock one at a time. Lisa climb on top of his face. I could hear Thomas sucking and licking her juices. While Thomas was busy pleasing her pussy I was busy stroking his cock with my lips. Lisa came all over his face she force her tight pussy over his hard dick. Lisa rode his cock until she screamed out in ecstasy. I laid on my back stroking my pussy and playing with Lisa asshole. Thomas laid the both of us down on our back and took turns in and out of our pussy. Lisa and I played with each other's nipples Thomas fucked our pussy until he squirted his cream all over our faces. Lisa laid down in front of me with her legs spread and my face buried in her pussy. Thomas had his face buried in my pussy the three of us continue to enjoy each other for about another hour. Finally Lisa and Thomas fell asleep in each other's arms. I got up got dress and slip out without waking them. When I got home I went straight to the showers. I wanted to wash off all the lies and sex that was preformed tonight. I felt so dirty because I didn't tell Lisa about Thomas. A month later Lisa and Thomas broke up because she found out that he cheated on her with another woman. She never found out that he cheated with me and I didn't have to hurt my best friend. I will take this secret to the grave with me.



My Best Friend's Boyfriend



Nicole and I used to wait tables together when we were in college and we did a good job of remaining friends thereafter. We'd go out once a month or so with her crazy girlfriends to a karaoke night downtown. She was a party girl in college and she showed no signs of slowing down in her thirties.

It was at karaoke night that she introduced me to Dustin, her latest boyfriend.

"Hey, Nicole told me a lot about you," he said, shaking my hand. He had a nice smile, a shaved head and a killer body, his t-shirt and pants filled out with rounded, smooth muscles. We made small talk before I headed off to sing "White Wedding." When I was done, Nicole pulled me off to the side.

"He's in fucking med school," she said, wide eyed.

"Seems younger."

"Twenty fucking five," she said. "Score of the century, Daniel."

"He smells great too," I said. Nicole slurped down the dregs of her gin and tonic and reached for the fresh one on the table.

"His body..." she said, leaning into me and spilling a little of her drink on the floor. She bunched her fingertips and kissed them off. "Not an ounce of body fat on him, totally smooth, you could lick him head to toe like a fucking ice cream cone. And I do, Daniel, believe me, I do."

We looked at him across the room, ordering us another round at the bar. "Great ass," I said, admiring the plumped-out rear of his shorts.

"Grabbing on to that thing, all muscled...and his cock - it's not the biggest one I've ever seen, but it is by far the nicest. It's fat, you know? It's like the cardboard tube inside a roll of toilet paper. Uncut...oh my god, we have to stop talking about this!"

"Sweet jesus," I said, nursing the mental image. Just then he turned and saw us staring at him. "He totally knows we're talking about him."

"I am gonna fuck the life out of that boy tonight," Nicole said, licking her lips. Dustin blushed adorably and looked down at the bar, and Nicole and I laughed like the horny little beasts we are.

Over the next few months I got to know Dustin and, pleasingly, found that I had a genuine connection with the guy. He had a laid-back intelligence that resulted in deep philosophical conversations, or at least as deep as you can get when you're drunk at the bar. Karaoke nights often resulted in the two of us off by ourselves, shooting the shit while Nicole and the girls did their best Journey and Alanis homages.

Time went by, and it shocked me to realize one night that the two of them had been dating for eight months - a record for Nicole, as far as I knew. That was the night that a group of fratty-looking guys joined us. One of them was dating Nicole's friend Jen. They were friendly. Dustin was in a mood, though, and wasn't interacting with us that much.

"I need to tell you something, it's just between us though," Nicole said about fifteen minutes before the bar closed. She pulled me in front of the ladies' room. "Did you meet Mike?" she said, motioning toward the fratty dudes.

"Is he the dark-haired one?"

"Yeah," she said, sucking on a cigarette. I'd known Nicole too long not to know where this was going.

"Don't tell me you want to fuck him."

"Goddammit, Daniel. I have been fucking him. For like the past three weeks." I wasn't good at hiding my disappointment. "C'mon, don't judge me."

"I'm sorry. I just...I like Dustin. I was hoping...I don't know.

"I know," she said. "I know." She looked up at the ceiling. "He - Dustin - he wants to get married."

"Oh man."

"It's a total fucking mess. I'm a total fucking mess."

The next day Nicole and I met for lunch. That's when I found out she wasn't just fucking Mike - she was fucking Tom, Dick and Harry too, on a commitment fear-based rampage. "I have to tell Dustin. Don't I?

"You should, but that's easy for me to say."

"I can't do it," she said, maniacally poking a fork into her shrimp salad. "I don't know what I'm gonna fucking do, I can't do it."

Next month Dustin showed up to karaoke after Nicole and I had arrived. There was clearly some tension between them, but Dustin was cool with me.

"Got a boyfriend?" he asked, relaxing against the back of the booth. He was wearing a tank top and his shoulders were looking delectable.

"Not for a year," I said. "Men are such bitches. I can't find anybody real." He looked off to the side to where Nicole was leafing through the karaoke book.

"Realness is in short supply these days," he said, and tipped back his beer.

Dustin ordered us a bunch of shots, and when it came time I realized I wasn't able to drive home. Nicole said I could crash at her place, so when the bar closed we walked the few blocks to her apartment. Dustin was with us, and the silence between them was icy.

"You need a blanket? Anything else?" Nicole slurred once we got there. "I'm good," I said, fluffing the couch pillow. "I'm just gonna pass out for a few hours, I'll probably take off before you wake up." She bid me goodnight and joined Dustin in her bedroom.

I awoke sometime later to someone snapping on the kitchen light, then cracking open a can of beer. I turned around and saw Dustin leaning against the oven, wearing pajama pants and nothing else.

"Go back to sleep man. Sorry I woke you up."

"It's cool," I said. My hangover was already kicking in. "I need water," I said. "What time is it?"

"Five something," Dustin said. He handed me a glass of water and laid down on the love seat opposite the couch.

"Thanks," I said, sitting up to drink it. "Nicole sleeping?" Dustin gulped his beer then rested the can on his sculpted chest.

"She took off," he said. "We had a fight."

"Shit," I said. "I guess I slept through it. That's too bad." He shrugged.

"She's probably off fucking Mike. Or anybody, really." I didn't say anything. "It's cool man, I know you know." I took a moment to process this.

"Does she know you know?"

"Probably." He turned to me. "I could give a shit either way." We drank our drinks. I listened to the creak and hum of the apartment. "She admitted to fucking Mike but I know there's more."

"I'm sorry man."

"Not your fault, you're just being a good friend."

"I wish it were different."

"I know you do," he said. He rested his left hand on his abs. "I should just leave her, right?" I nodded. "And in the meantime, fuck whoever I want."

"Seems fair," I said.

"Find some willing chick." He took a gulp of beer and ah'd. "Or a dude for that matter." My heart quickened at that. "You ever had sex with a girl?" he asked.

"Yeah. Not since high school."

"Funny how that works - all the straight guys I know who've experimented with guys did it in college. But all the gay guys I know who've messed around with girls did it in high school."

"And probably never did it again," I added.

"You wouldn't?" he said.

"Probably not, but I wouldn't rule it out."

"Me either," he said. He took a last drink and set the can on the carpet where it fell on its side. Then he crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes. I finished my water, watching him as his breathing slowed. Then I turned off the kitchen light and crashed.

I don't know how long I slept but when I woke up there was watery light filtering through the blinds. Dustin was on the love seat, still, but he was lying on his stomach. And he was bare-ass naked.

I had a morning boner. I pissed in the bathroom and Dustin was still there when I got back, his head nestled in his folded arms, his broad strong back and perfect pert smooth ass on display.

I looked out the window - Nicole's car wasn't on the street. Dustin shifted and when I turned back he'd let his left foot rest on the floor, parting his legs. Even in the dim light I could tell he was hairless all over.

I put my hand on his warm shoulder. He didn't stir, so I moved it down his rippling back. My heart was pounding, I scarcely knew what I was doing. Dustin shifted his hips, nestling his other leg deep into the cushion crack, his head deeper into his arms. I felt down the small of his back, the whisper-soft sound of smooth skin against skin as I felt his firm ass cheeks, cupping one in my palm.

I went to the bottom of the couch and felt his athletic legs from his feet to his upper thighs. Dustin was breathing more heavily now and clearly awake. I massaged him with both hands, feeling up the sides of his torso to his tight stomach, rounded pecs and erect nipples.

I felt the back of his arms then his forearms and Dustin took my hands in his and drew my arms around him tightly. I rested my body on top of his and held him, my clothed body pressed tight to his muscular nude body. My face was nestled in his neck, I kissed him there lightly. He turned his head and his lips met mine. We made out, his tongue writhing in my mouth, our desire quickening as our bodies ground together, his ass meeting my firm thrusts.

I lifted my torso, my hands sinking into the cushion. I licked the back of his head, dragging my tongue down his neck and along the depression of his spine. Backing up I slid my tongue down the small of his back and to the top of his ass crack. He raised his ass up in anticipation. I took my time, teasing around his muscle butt.

He whimpered a little. There wasn't a hair on this guy and I thought of what Nicole had said about an ice cream cone, it was true, his skin was so smooth and rich. I worked my tongue up from his thighs and deep into his ass crack where I rested it against his tight hole. He groaned. I pressed my tongue against the tight ring of muscle until it loosened and I slid my tongue inside.

Dustin got more vocal as I ate him out, moaning and grunting his approval. I reached under him and took his hard cock in my hand, it was heavy and had a thick cover of foreskin around the head. I skinned that back, stroking him as I worked on his ass.

I tongued his taint and balls then slipped my head underneath his crotch and sucked his cock, keeping a thumb on his hole. It really was an amazing cock. Dustin got into fucking my mouth, backing up far enough so that my thumb popped right into his hole. He gasped, some pre cum leaked out of his cock and I swallowed it down.

He got up then and started taking off my clothes. He looked into my eyes as he lifted off my shirt, smiling, then going in for a deep kiss. It was sort of a relief that he could look at me and be okay. Once I was naked we stood together, grinding our bodies as we made out, our hard ons sliding against one another.

"Let's go to the bedroom," he whispered in my ear. I was grabbing his ass, pulling him closer, inching my fingers toward his hole.

"What if Nicole comes back?"

"She won't, she does this all the time. Besides if she does, I locked her out," he said with a wicked grin.

I followed his flexing ass to the bedroom. He procured a condom from the nightstand and flopped on to his stomach. "I don't have any lube so you'll have to get me really slick," he said.

I did what I could, eating him out for a long time. Dustin couldn't get enough of it, he was all ass, and I wondered if Nicole had discovered this side of him. I couldn't believe I was going to get to fuck this perfect piece of straight-boy tail, but I didn't question it either. Dustin seemed to know exactly what he was doing and was ripe and ready. I rolled the rubber over my cock and slicked it up with as much spit as I could muster. Dustin was so wet and relaxed that it worked out fine; I rested my cock head against his hole and he backed up on to it. I waited a moment for him to adjust but he just backed up more until my whole dick was inside him.

I laid my body on to his and held him, our arms wrapped together around his chest as I began to fuck him. We made out some, our breath short as I banged his perfect ass and he met every thrust. I felt utterly connected with him, totally in tune. I got him on all fours and fucked him from behind, the heavy whack of his hard-on as it slapped against his drum-like stomach had to be heard to be believed. I flipped him on his back and did him missionary style, his legs on my shoulders, my hands all over that body. "Fuck me," he panted, a dreamy look in his eyes. I jacked his big dick.

"I'm gonna cum," he said. He rolled his eyes back and his asshole tightened around my thrusting cock. He gasped for breath as a big jet of cum shot up out of his cock and landed on the pillow next to his face. "Oh fuck oh fuck," he cried as another and another followed, girthy ropes of cum that landed on his face and chest.

"I'm gonna shoot in you, man," I said. He nodded and I let it loose, inside this straight boy's butt, feeling like my soul was pouring out of me, a real hell of a load that shot into the condom.

I slid out and chucked the rubber on the floor, then I collapsed next to Dustin, the two of us heaving for breath. Before I had time to wonder what was going to happen next he pulled me to him and we spooned, my softening cock resting against his well-used ass, our flushed bodies pressed close.

"Well," I said.

"I'd be lying if I didn't say I was waiting for that happen," he said.

"You're kidding."

"I've got a touch of the bi. Well, maybe more than a touch. Truth be told, I've been attracted to you since the day we met."

I held him, a bit dumbfounded. I knew there was going to be a knock at the door from Nicole, sooner or later, figurative or literal, but I felt too good to let go of him just yet.

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