“I was perpetually hard in biology class,” Connor said. “I guess I just love science.”
My fianceé Danielle returned from the bar carrying two dark brews. She slid into our circular booth and handed me one. “I only heard the end of that anecdote,” she said, smiling at Connor. “It sounds like a good one.”
“Connor and I are trading embarassing stories from middle school,” I interjected. “…For some reason, I’d always get a boner when it was time to get off the school bus.”
The conversation made Isabelle, Danielle’s best friend, start blushing. Connor was her new boyfriend, and I guessed it was their first time talking about sex. “Anyone want to share an appetizer?” she asked, blatantly changing the subject.
Isabelle and Danielle are physically similar. They’re in their mid-20s with fair skin and blue eyes. If there’s a genetic lottery for boobs, they both won the Mega Millions. But their personalities are a world apart. While Danielle is bold and adventurous, Isabelle is softspoken and conservative.
To diffuse the tension, I told Isabelle, “Yeah, let’s check out Happy Hour specials.”
Maybe it was the beer. Maybe it was reliving stories from middle school. No matter the excuse, what I did next was pretty immature.
My eyes drifted from the menu to Danielle’s neck. I followed her necklace down to the cleavage busting out of her tight top. On the side of her left breast, I noticed a small bruise — an accidental hickey I’d left the night before.
I entered a film editing session in my head: replaying the sex session with Danielle while splicing in imaginary scenes of Isabelle. I wanted Isabelle’s necklace to bounce in my face as she pinned my wrists against her bed.
Suddenly, I felt Danielle tap my dick under the table. It was a gentle hit, but jarring enough to make me realize I was fully aroused and staring. Isabelle gave me a subtle, unexpected smile.
During the Uber ride back to our house, Danielle confessed something that made me feel better about my indiscretion.
“Kudos to Isabelle,” she said.
“Why?” I asked.
“I always thought Connor was a nerd with those glasses, but when he took off his jacket, he was really toned — and those tattoos…”
“Yeah, that was surprising,” I said, laughing.
When we got home, I walked Danielle over to a full-length mirror in the living room and wrapped my arms around her waist.
“Are you going to fuck me now?” she asked.
I slipped off her belt, threw it on the floor and pulled up her dress just far enough to reveal a black lace thong.
“I said, ‘Are you going to ——'”
I smacked her ass so hard a clap reverberated through the house. She lunged forward, pressing her hands against the mirror. I kept my palm pressed against her ass to massage away the stinging sensation.
As I pulled down my zipper, she turned and said, “Wait…”
Putting her hand on my chest, she shoved me onto the couch. Danielle stripped off her jeans and sat on my lap, slowly grinding, as she used her phone to look up videos on PornHub.
“Did you get wet looking at him at dinner?” I asked.
“What do you think?” she said, grinding a bit more vigorously. I felt like I could cum just watching her thong and curvy ass.
“I think you want him to bend you over.”
As if I had said a magic pass phrase, Danielle instantly lifted up her arms, revealing her DDs in a matching black bra. When I tried to unclasp it, she swatted away my hand. She used Chromecast to play a PornHub video.
“You think they’d be into swinging?” she said.
“I’m sure Connor would. Might be too much for Isabelle.”
“That’s too bad. I know you want to fuck her boobs.”
I flipped her onto her back. As she turned her head to watch porn, I slid her panties down over her thighs.
“You’d let me do that?” I asked. “I’m allowed to fuck your best friend’s tits?”
Before Danielle could answer, I massaged her clit in circles with my tongue and fingered her G-spot. She arched her back, and I saw the breath rapidly rise and fall in her stomach — her “tell” for getting closer to an orgasm.
I was about to penetrate her when she said, “Wait, I have an idea..”
She left me naked on the couch, stroking my dick, and disappeared in the bathroom. Moments later she appeared in just a black leather corset and no panties. She had kept me waiting long enough that I was half soft, but I stood at full attention in a matter of seconds.
“You get so hard so fast, and you grow so much,” she said. “I want to watch you grow.”
“What?” I said, laughing.
“I want you to get completely soft, and I’ll suck your cock.”
“Come on. That’s weird,” I said.
“Do you want me to suck your cock or not?”
“Okay,” I sighed. I closed my eyes and concentrated on a litany of unattractive things.
“Can you get soft while you look at my tits?”
“Damn it,” I said. She giggled deviously. Suddenly I was halfway to full mast.
I closed my eyes again, thinking about stuff like baseball and freezing weather. Suddenly I felt Danielle wrap her lips tightly around the head of my cock. “One lick,” she said.
Leaning in again, Danielle danced her tongue around my sensitive head. “Two licks.”
The third time she took more of me in her mouth and brought me to full attention. “Three licks,” she said playfully. “It takes three licks to get to the center of a cock.”
I laughed and moaned at the same time — a personal first. I lifted her hair out of her face with my hands and bobbed her head against my shaft.
After Danielle made my cock slippery with her mouth, she slid upwards, bringing her corseted breasts inches from my face. Her pussy slid over me and gripped my head like a warm glove. I squeezed her ass as she grinded hard and fast.
“Show me what you’d do to him,” I said.
I bucked my hips upward until her big perky tits popped out of her corset. “Fuck!” she said, “I’m cumming.”
With her orgasm, the tightness was cranked up to 110%, and it took every ounce of will power for me not to explode. I flipped Danielle onto her back near the edge of the couch and lifted the backs of her knees against my shoulders.
“Let Isabelle take it,” Danielle whispered. “Let her take your cum.”
She lifted her arms above her head and fully unzipped her corset. I was mesmerized as her hard nipples bounced with every thrust.
“Cum on my best friend’s tits.”
Immediately, I pulled out, scooted forward on my knees, and exploded all over her corset and bouncing breasts. It felt like five orgasms rolled into one. Danielle grabbed my dick to lead me forward.
“Mmmm,” she said, sucking out the last remaining drop of cum. “She drained you.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7iywoj/three_licks_mf