[MMF] The thought of him watching it all, my legs spread like whore, my breasts bouncing all over the place, and hearing me moan and whimper sent me over the edge. (Long story but well worth it)

[I’m writing this on my phone, so please excuse mistakes. Also, this happened many moons ago, but somehow I doubt you’ll mind.]

My boyfriend at the time (we’ll call him Shawn) was a bit of a dick. I was actually pretty close to breaking up with him, I just hadn’t gotten around to it, yet. The main thing that kept me with him was the same thing I used to describe his attitude, his dick. He was an athletic type, so his body was in pretty good shape, but his dick was fantastic. We measured it one time at 9 1/2 inches but even that wasn’t its main selling point. This thing was wide. I had a hard time reaching my hand all the way around it. He would always have to start slowly with me because it felt like he was tearing me apart.

That morning he called me and told me to wear something nice under my clothes. I knew the exact thing he was requesting. It was a sheer set of bra and panties that I had worn for him before. The bra was light red and lacy but completely see through where it counted. The panties matched in color and laciness, but they had a slit right in the middle that allowed for unfettered access to me. To be honest, I wasn’t really in the mood that day, but I also didn’t feel like dealing with his attitude. I complied, but doubted he would even see them as I was pretty sure that today was the day I was going to end our relationship.

When we’d gotten out of classes that afternoon he said we were going to go over to his friend John’s house. That was fine with me, John was a likable guy. Pretty shy but easy on the eyes.

When we got there we all sat on the couch and watched a little television. Shawn looked over at John and said “Hey John, why don’t you go upstairs.”

“Um, ok” John replied.

I thought it weird that he would tell him to leave, but realized why as soon as he had gone. Shawn reached over and grabbed my arm and pulled me over to him.

“That hurt, you ass” I told him as I rubbed my arm.

“Hush” he said as he reached out and grabbed my left breast. “Mmmmmm, you wore what I told you to. Do you have on the panties, too?”

“Yes, but…” I started to tell him that it didn’t matter because we were through.

“Perfect, babe, now come with me” he said as he stood and grabbed my arm for me to follow him.

Not knowing what was going on I just followed along. We ascended the stairs and walked up to the second door in the hallway and stopped just outside.

Shawn turned to me and said “Listen, when we go through this door, you do everything I tell you to do without question, understood?”

The look I gave him must have told him I wasn’t exactly compliant because he said it again “When we go through this door, you are to do anything and everything I tell you to do. No questions asked. Do you understand me?”

He had always had a shitty attitude towards me but he’d never really been this commanding. He was a take it or leave it kind of boyfriend. His new sense of authority sparked a little something in me and I was kind of interested to see where this went.

“OK, whatever, let’s just get this over with, we have something to talk about” I told him. Despite the rumblings in my pussy, I was still ending this shitty relationship.

We walked into what was apparently a spare guest room. There was the typical bedroom furniture, a bed, dresser, mirror, etc. but in the far corner was John sitting in a chair and looking slightly uncomfortable.

“Hey……John….. what’s going on?” I asked. Not particularly to John but to whichever of the two we’re going to answer me.

“Well, Shawn said…..”

“Shut up, John” said Shawn. “John is here to watch a show.”

I turned to Shawn with what had to be a look of pure question. I had not yet put two and two together and figured out Shawn’s plan.

“You see John is still a virgin and we’re going to show him what sex looks like so that he’ll know what to do if he ever finds a girl desperate enough to fuck him.”

John started to say something but was quickly rebuffed. I looked at Shawn with a mix of disgust and protest. He simply grabbed me by the waist and started to kiss me deeply. He knew the right buttons to push with me. A long deep kiss was one of my biggest triggers. While my panties were getting closer to becoming damp, I was still nowhere close to having someone watch me have sex.
I broke the kiss and told him as much.

He leaned in and whispered in my ear that I had agreed to comply with his demands. I whispered back to him that I don’t care what I agreed to, I wasn’t doing it.

“John, she’s a little hesitant even though she agreed. Have you ever seen live tits, John?” Shawn asked.

“On the internet and in magazines” he replied.

“No I mean, real live tits in the flesh.”

“No, I guess not.”

Shawn turned to me and said “See, babe, he’s never even seen tits before. You’ve got on that pretty bra and it’s not really that different than a bikini top.”

I looked over at John and could see that he was probably as uncomfortable with all this as I was. However, there was also this look of expectance, of yearning. I had never had someone look at my body with such innocent malevolence before.

“Ok, fine, if it’ll get this over with.”

“Remember the rules, John, no touching” Shawn said.

“I, I know” John stammered in response.

I started to unbutton the top button of my button down shirt and Shawn reached over to stop me.

“Let me do that for you, babe” he said as he spun me around to face John. He reached up from behind me, starting at my waist and sliding his hands up to cup my large breasts. The sensation of his hands holding and kneading my breasts as I watched John’s watching us was a little intense. Here I was standing in front of a friend while my boyfriend wantonly groped my tits. It was honestly more of a turn on than I would have imagined.

Before too long Shawn reached up to the first button and popped it open. As he reached the second button the swell of the tops of my breasts were in plain sight. The third brought the top of my bra into view. At this point Shawn stopped and went back to playing with my tits. Pushing my tits up to expose more of them and squeezing them almost roughly. He shortly resumed his work on my buttons and had finished with all of the rest of them pretty quickly.

My shirt still clung to the material of my bra and had not opened despite there being no buttons to hold it closed. Reaching with his right hand around me and upwards toward my breasts, Shawn rubbed across my stomach to eventually cup my left breast under the shirt.

John was looking at me like a hungry puppy. You could see the expectation and want in his eyes as he waited for my shirt to come open. I don’t know if I had ever been or ever have been looked at like that. The sight of his need started to really get me going. I could feel my pussy start to react to the situation at hand.

Shawn reached with his left hand and pulled the left side of my shirt open to reveal his hand holding my bra covered left breast. He went back to kneading and squeezing my breast in a quite pleasing way. His hand stopped its ministrations and slid across my body, grabbing the edge of my shirt as he went and pulling it completely open. He then pulled at the shoulders of my shirt and removed it from my body.

I was now standing in front of John with nothing but my skirt and bra. Where Shawn was right that it wasn’t too much different than a bikini top, there was one thing that wasn’t the same. None of my bikini tops were completely see through. John had no problem seeing my slightly dark large nipples through the material of the bra. Especially since they were as hard as a rock.

Shawn reached around to press another of my buttons. He grabbed each nipple roughly and pinched and pulled at them. I love my nipples to be played with, even more so in a manner like this. I was on display and being teased into a place I knew I wouldn’t be able to return from.

I leaned back against Shawn and just enjoyed the situation for a moment. The feeling of my near nakedness and the playing with my nipples was quite enjoyable.

“Have you ever seen a real live pussy before?” Shawn asked John. This brought me back to reality a little as I wasn’t completely ready to just go throwing my pussy out there for all to see.

“Um, I don’t think so” I told Shawn as I started to turn towards him and started to cover my breasts with my hands.

He grabbed me by the wrists and went with the same tack as before. “Just think of them as bikini bottoms, babe.”

“My bikini bottoms are not see through, this isn’t nearly the same.”

“These aren’t either” he argued. “They have all that lace and stuff in the front. Come on, babe, please. We’ll just show him and that’ll be it.”

My pussy was still in the same state it was before and it was controlling about half of the decision making process at this point.

“OK, but then it’s over, right?”

“Whatever you want, babe.”

Shawn turned me back around and played with my breasts some more, getting me back to where we were before. He then sat down on the end of the bed and patted his lap in that “come sit here” motion. I took a step towards him and turned and sat on his lap with my back to him, facing John. He reached down to my calves and slowly traced his way up my inner legs to reach the end of my skirt. I have to hand it to him, when he waned to get me going, he knew exactly how.

He grabbed the hem of my skirt and pulled on one side and then the other to work it up to my waist. I had started to stand up a little to make the process easier, but he pressed me back down. I think he enjoyed the work. Sort of like unwrapping a present. He had finally gotten my skirt all the way up, but my legs were still closed. He reached down to my knees with both hands and slowly pulled my legs apart. I was now sitting on his lap in front of his friend with nothing but my bra and panties on with my legs spread wide open for him.

John had a clear shot of my panties as I sat there. They were the same color as my bra with soft lace going down each side see through material towards the inside and more lace in the middle. It was the lace in the middle that had made me acquiesce to doing this. John would get a good look at the shape of my mound and the fact that I was shaved bare, but he wouldn’t be able to see much more. Or so I thought.

Shawn reached up to my shoulders from behind and pulled me down so that I was now laying on top of him. He then proceeded to start running his fingers gently up and down the front of my panties. Not too hard but with just enough force so that I could feel the lace on the other side of the material press against my pussy. To be covered up yet still on such display like this was exhilarating. My juices began to flow even more now and I was sure my panties were starting to get wet. I wondered if John would see a wet spot on them as he stared at my crotch.

My question was answered with a resounding no. You see, in my addled state, I had forgotten one important thing about my panties. It became apparent when Shawn started to press against the outside of my panties and rub in an outward direction. I had forgotten that these panties had a slit that ran from almost the top to all the way down past my pussy. As he rubbed them the panties would open up and expose my pussy. What reminded me was the feel of the cold air conditioned air hitting my soaking wet pussy. Every time he rubbed, my panties and pussy would open wide. I was sure that John was seeing every inch of what God gave me down there, but I no longer cared.

Shawn must have known I had hit a point that I wasn’t going to argue anymore. He reached into the slit of my panties and pulled it apart so that I would remain in complete exposure. He then ran two fingers up and down the length of my pussy, getting them good and wet. Once they were wet to his liking he slid them down my slit and pushed them into me all the way up to the palm of his hand. A guttural moan escaped as his fingers entered me. I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm building as he would slide his fingers all the way up to his fingertips rubbing against my clit and then slide them back down and thrust them into me. I could hear the wet noises of my soaked pussy as he finger fucked me. I was getting closer and closer.

Shawn reached towards my chest with his other hand and undid the clasp on my front clasp bra. My breasts immediately fell out, escaping the confines of the bra.

I started to fuck back as he fingered me. My hip were bucking up to meet every thrust with his fingers. My breasts were bouncing along with the tempo of my movement as I tried to help Shawn fuck me harder. I could hear the slap his hand would make as it came down hard against my pussy. I could feel the light pain of it as his hand slaps would smack my now engorged clit. I was getting very close to cumming. Then I remembered that John was sitting there watching all of this. The thought of him watching it all, my legs spread like whore, my breasts bouncing all over the place, and hearing me moan and whimper sent me over the edge.

The orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. Shawn knew not to go back to my clit in the throws of an orgasm, so he pressed a third finger into my pussy and rapidly fucked me while wave after wave hit me. I spread my legs even wider trying to give him better access to the deeper parts of me.

Shawn basically through me into a standing position. He reached up and pulled my bra off of my elbows where it had caught and then ripped my skirt and panties down my legs and off my body. I was now standing there completely naked for him and John to see. My knees shook and body slightly convulsed as the orgasm was still raging through my body.

Shawn took off his shirt and laid back on the bed and told me to take his pants off. I still wasn’t completely over the orgasm, I could feel my pussy still spasming and just did as I was told. I undid the buttons on his jeans as he lifted up so I could pull them down and off. He wasn’t wearing any underwear so his massive dick just flopped right out. He was only half hard but it still looked huge.

“Now suck it” he commanded. Still in a daze I put one knee on the bed, leaned over, and took him in my mouth. Since he was only half hard I could get more of him into my mouth than when he was fully erect. I got about half his length in my mouth and started to work his cock. As it started to get hard I took my hand and began to slide up and down his shaft as I used my tongue to swirl around the head. When he reached his full size, I wasn’t able to suck him as well as I liked. With other guys that were smaller, I could get more into my mouth. With him, I felt like I was just wetting his cock so I could give him a handjob. I still gave it all I was worth and tried my best to fit as much of his massive tool into my mouth as I could.

It occurred to me that with one leg on the bed and being bent over like I was, John had absolutely no obstruction when viewing my pussy and ass. I had let Shawn take a few pictures of me naked before (which I’m sure he showed to his buddies) and I knew in this position John would be able to see everything, including my asshole. The idea of being so blatantly on display like this really got my pussy throbbing. I could feel the juices of my pussy begin to run down the inside of my leg. This only made me try to work on Shawn’s cock even harder.

I decided I was going to try to get as much of that monster in my mouth as I could. I worked my mouth down the shaft of his cock slowly and purposefully. By the time I got him to the back of my throat, I thought I was going to pass out. I pulled back and went at it again. I guess I either got more lube from saliva on it when I went the last time or my mouth had stretched because this time it was easier. I still couldn’t go any further than I had before, but it was easier to get there. I soon developed a rhythm and was fucking him with mostly just my mouth.

I reached under myself and placed a finger at the opening of my pussy. I slowly inserted it as I went down on Shawn’s cock. One finger quickly wasn’t enough, so I slid in a second. I was enjoying fingering myself and had completely forgotten John was there. That is, until I felt a hand on my ass.

I remembered what Shawn said about no touching and at any other time John would never be so brazen. Honestly, I would have normally admonished him for being so forward, but I was no longer thinking with my brain.

I glanced up at Shawn to see he was laying there with his eyes closed. Apparently, he was completely lost in this new sensation of my forcing him deeper into my mouth. I pulled the fingers I had inside of me out and spread my pussy wide open for John to see. His hand remained on my ass, almost as if he was unsure of what to do next. I reached over to his hand and guided it towards my aching pussy. He immediately just rammed two fingers into me. It felt good, but I could tell he was inexperienced. He started to just piston his fingers in and out of me with little regard to rhythm or position. I, again, reached back to his hand and took control of it. I left his two fingers inside me and showed him how to slide them in and out in a way that was far more pleasing. I then took his thumb and bent it in such a way so that it rubbed my clit when he fully inserted his fingers.

The feeling of having a man stroking my pussy as I fucked another man with my mouth was quickly becoming too much. My second orgasm was beginning to build into one of epic proportions. Apparently, John was a bit of an ass man. I felt a saliva wetted finger press at my backdoor. I am not against this sort of thing, but it usually doesn’t do much for me. This time, however, was a different story. It was slightly uncomfortable as he slid his finger into my ass. Since it hadn’t been an activity that did anything for me in the past, I had discouraged it with the men prior to this experience. That meant John wasn’t the only thing that was virginal in the room. As my ass relaxed and became accustomed to the feeling, I could begin to see the allure. I could feel the wrinkles of skin on his finger as he pressed it into me. Every motion he made shot a new feeling of wanton lust and desire for more. I reached back for him to understand that I wanted two fingers in there, as well. Again, the feeling was uncomfortable and slightly painful this time but as my asshole relaxed and took them, his fingers felt great.

In my minds eye I could see the scene. Here I was bent over and sucking the huge cock of my boyfriend, while his friend (who was not supposed to be) was fingering my pussy and my ass. The thought of what was happening to me and what I was allowing to happen me became too much. My pussy immediately began to clamp down on John’s fingers as I came. The feeling was intensified by the feeling of him ramming his two fingers up my ass. It was so intense that my one leg that was holding me up almost buckled. I must have accidentally bitten down a little on Shawn’s cock because I heard a grunt come from his direction.

At the sound of Shawn stirring John immediately pulled both sets of fingers from my body and scooted back in the chair. The shock of feeling suddenly empty was not a pleasant one. It abruptly ended my orgasm, but not my desire.

“Careful, babe, that hurt” Shawn said.

I stood and told him to lay down completely on the bed but to turn around. He asked why. I said “Because I’m going to ride that cock and I want John to be able to watch my tits bounce as I do it.”

“You are such a slut. I knew you’d love this.”

Shawn quickly assumed the position he had been instructed to take. Now he was laying on the bed with his head where the feet usually go. I got a pillow and put under his head. I wanted to make it more difficult for him to look up at John. I had my reasons.

I got on top and sat straight down on his cock. I buried him within me all the way to bottom of his shaft.

“Wow, babe, you are soaking wet. It usually takes us a few minutes before I can get all the way inside you.”

“I know, now shut up” I said in response. I usually am not that authoritative, in the bedroom or outside of it, but I had decided I was in charge now.

“Yes, ma’am” he replied with a stupid look on his face. For some reason he was really getting on my nerves. I was just going to use him for that giant cock this last time.

I started to bounce up and down on his cock. Him bottoming out deep into my pussy was a feeling I had been waiting for. The sense of being filled to capacity with the force of my thrusting down on him was amazing.

As I was fucking Shawn for all I was worth. I looked over at John to see him squirming around in his seat. While Shawn had his eyes closed I started the next part of my plan. I mouthed to John to take his cock out of his pants. He didn’t understand at first, but with some hand motions and head pointing he eventually got the point. He looked fearful and shook his head no. I put my hands over my tits and stopped bobbing up and down. He got the point very quickly and looked utterly disappointed and sad. I gave him an expression that let him know, if he didn’t comply the show was over.

He quietly pulled down the zipper of his pants and pulled himself out. He was rock hard and I could see the glistening of the wetness from his precum. He wasn’t as big as Shawn, but still quite respectable. I mouthed for him to start stroking. He did this without complaint. I watched as he slid his hand up the entire length of himself and then back down as far as he could go. I started to match his rhythm and was fucking Shawn at the same rate he was stroking his cock.

I could see his cock becoming even further engorged and his breathing becoming quicker. I knew he was getting closer to climax, which only pushed me closer. His pace quickened and so did mine. My breasts were bouncing up and down like I was on a roller coaster. As he stroked his cock faster and harder I was slamming myself down on this giant cock as hard and fast as I could.

The cum started to shoot out of the end of John’s cock, sending me into a teeth grinding orgasm. I yelled out in pure pleasure as my pussy began to squeeze the cock buried deep inside of me. I felt like the world was beginning to fade away as I thought I might pass out. John’s load was immense. He shot all over the place. His first squirt traveled four feet or so and landed squarely in Shawn’s hair. The looks on John’s face as he went from ecstasy to fear and then somewhere in between were endearing.

“I’m about to cum” said Shawn. This brought me back to reality slightly and I jumped off and started stroking him with my hands. As he began to shoot his load I pointed it away from me. One shot hit him right on the chin. It was all I could do to keep from laughing at his reaction.

“Ugh, babe, what the fuck?” he tried to say as his orgasm began to subside.

“Sorry, you got a little in your hair, too” was my reply as I winked at John.

I ended our relationship later that day. He thought it was because of the incident with John. I assured him it was because he was an asshole.

Oh, and John? He wasn’t a virgin three days after Shawn and I fucked in front of him. Ask me how I know.

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