This year I was away from home for my birthday, working in a town I’d not been in for a few years. My old friend Arianne still lived there, though, and a few messages on Facebook and we’d arranged to hang out that night, once my work was done.
She opened the door in a black dress that was cut to show a lot of cleavage, but then Arianne had a lot of cleavage to show. Her breasts are large and soft, pale as milk under moonlight and lightly dusted with a few freckles. I had no time to appreciate that then though, because she pulled me into a hug, squishing her magnificent breasts against me. She let her arms rest on my shoulders but pulled away so she could look at my face. “Good to see you again!” she told me, her pale cheeks blushing with pleasure.
Arianne has long black hair, tinted with blue on the fringe, that hangs to just under her shoulders. She’s short, but still taller than me, with a ripe body and a good, full ass. Her arms and legs aren’t as slender as mine, but they’re very shapely. She has dark green eyes, and a beautiful cupid’s bow mouth with lips as naturally red as raspberries.
We walked into hers, a warm, dimly lit flat with furnishings obviously not her own – clearly she was still renting. She poured me a glass of wine, and I asked, “So what’s the plans for tonight?”
“You don’t just want ta chill here and watch a film?”
I froze, not knowing what to say, and she laughed her wild, raucous laugh. “Naw, I’m kidding. I’ve arranged to meet a couple of friends at a club in an hour or so.” I smiled and giggled. We spent a while catching up, then headed out.
Arianne’s friends were in a booth when we got to the club. They’d also bought us drinks, which was nice even if their choice for me left something to be desired – I’m not usually a beer girl.
Both the guys were handsome. The one on the left, who Arianne sat next to, was called Bruce. He had brown hair, close cropped to his skull and lightly ruffled. His eyes were somewhere between blue and green and he had an elegant face, with high cheekbones and a nice nose. His hands were slender and long-fingered and he spoke eloquently with them. He was a bit plump, carrying a little extra stomach weight, and his thighs were quite big though – certainly not entirely my type.
The other guy was more to my taste. His name was Daigo, and his body was obviously gym-sculpted to as fine a tolerance as human flesh could stand. His hair was bleached blond and gelled stylishly, and he wore a well-cut grey suit and a crisp white shirt underneath. I sat down next to him and let my leg press gently against his, as if by accident. “Nice to meet you,” he said to me, taking my hand in his. His skin was warmer than mine and nicely soft.
We talked and drank in roughly equal measure. The boys were nice about getting us drinks, and Arianne and I chatted about more personal things while they were at the bar. As we got drunker, what we talked about was often them.
“Bruce’s the one I told you I had a crush on,” Arianne confessed to me once she was well lubricated with booze.
“What really?” I asked. Arianne had told me she was obsessed with a friend of hers who was a fair bit older than her and way above her in terms of their career paths. “He doesn’t look a decade older than you. Then again, fat doesn’t wrinkle.”
“He’s not that fat!” she protested.
“Whatever chubby chaser.”
We kept drinking and flirting. I kept resting my head on Daigo’s shoulders and staring up into his eyes, letting him smell my perfume and my hair while my fingers played soft strokes up and down his thighs. Arianne and Bruce just kept chatting and laughing uproariously. We played party games like never have I ever, and when the club finally closed, we were the last ones spilling out, drunk and happy. “More drink at mine!” Arianne said.
“We can play truth or dare,” I said.
“I’m not gonna make it there,” Bruce said.
I leaned in to Arianne and whispered, “There are a lot of hills – he’ll probably have a heart attack.”
I was too drunk to be quiet, it seemed, because Bruce said, “No, I mean I need to pee!”
I laughed, and said, “Arianne, I dare you to hold his dick while he pees!” I have no idea why I thought of that – pure drunkenness, I guess.
Daigo laughed delightedly and said, “Do it! Do it! Finally a girl will touch Bruce’s cock.”
Arianne was standing awkwardly, and Bruce lightly tapped her on the shoulder with his open palm. “Next time, maybe,” he told her. “We can’t start truth or date until we’re at yours.”
He waddled down a nearby alley until the shadows nearly swallowed him. A car went by on the street and then I heard the sound of his zipper and him peeing. I looked at Arianne and made a chicken gesture, which Daigo soon copied. Her lips squared into a straight line and she marched down the alley. “Hey, what?” I heard Bruce say before she said something to him. I could still hear his peeing sounds for another few moments, then I saw Arianne’s arm tremble, as if shaking him off, and he zipped back up.
We walked back to her place, Daigo and me in front, Arianne and Bruce trailing behind. I kept pressing up against Daigo, letting him feel my enormous breasts yielding against his side, and he kept an arm around my waist, his hand occasionally slipping down to cup my butt. Arianne and Bruce kept falling further behind us, and I craned my neck back a few times to catch them kissing: if they were, I missed it, but I bet they were.
At her house, Arianne fished a bottle of vodka out of the freezer and some coke from the fridge. She poured us glasses so big they should have had their own post code. We drank and we played truth or dare. Arianne was first and picked dare and I dared her to kiss Bruce, which she did with an ease that made me certain they’d been practicing on the walk here. Their lips met and I saw her small, dainty tongue flick against the corner of his mouth, which parted to let it enter.
It was my turn next and I picked truth. “Who’s the best fuck you’ve ever had?” Daigo asked, with a competitive gleam in his eye. I answered.
It wasn’t long before Arianne and Bruce were sprawled together on the couch, making out. I’d already decided I was going to fuck Daigo – I just was debating whether to do it here, or at my hotel or at his place. I excused myself to go to the bathroom, more to think than to pee. By the time I’d finished, I’d decided to take him to my hotel. He made the choice for me though: he was waiting outside the bathroom door and when I opened it, he pulled me to him and kissed me passionately. He ended up pressing me back just hard enough into the wall of Arianne’s hall and our kiss lasted ages before he stopped for air. “I’ve wanted to do that all night,” he said. His hands were on my large breasts now, bluntly squeezing the flesh around my nipples.
I was too horny to make it to the hotel.
When we walked back into the living room, Arianne was wearing only a lacy black bra and was straddling a still largely clothed Bruce. Her back was towards me and I was entranced by her perfect, pale skin and the beautiful swell of her slightly parted butt cheeks. She giggled, and said, “I thought Daigo would take you to the spare room.”
“Yeah, sorry guys,” Bruce said, sounding genuinely apologetic, even though his cock was right now deep in my friend and he probably just wanted us to fuck off so he could keep fucking her.
I’d always thought Arianne was gorgeous and, well, it was my birthday. And I was so horny. I said, “No worries,” and turned her head towards me and kissed her. For a terrible instant, she froze; then she was kissing me back. She moaned into my mouth, and the rocking of the couch told me Bruce was fucking her as I kissed her.
I took Arianne’s hand and pulled her from the couch towards her bedroom. I heard a slow, wet sucking sound as she slid off Bruce’s cock. “Jesus,” Daigo said.
“Let’s all go to the bedroom,” I said. Arianne agreed and behind me I heard Daigo say, “Fuck yes.” He followed immediately, and Bruce hesitated and then I heard his heavier step following.
Arianne’s bed was kingsize thankfully, with pale blue sheets and a duvet that I threw to the floor with absolutely no consideration. I made it up to her by pushing her down on the bed and burying my mouth in her cunt. Her pussy was entirely hairless and her labia were a pale pink. She had a big clit, which I sucked into my mouth and fellated with my tongue. Arianne moaned.
Behind me, Daigo was undressing me, pulling the zip down my dress and peeling it away. I was in agent provocateur that night, and the thong revealed my ass very nicely. Bruce was lying next to Arianne kissing her, and she was kissing him back, her hands on his face.
I rolled away from Arianne and Bruce’s fingers replaced my tongue on her pussy. Daigo was standing by the bedside and I undid the fly of his suit trousers and fished out his cock. It was slender and not too long, but a nice shape and the skin was a pleasant olive colour. I took him into my mouth and worked over his shaft with my tongue. Sadly he didn’t get any bigger. His hand closed on my shoulder and I could feel it clench into my skin around my bra strap. I stopped blowing him, figuring he was about to cum, and squeezed his balls. “Not yet,” I told him. “Get on the bed.”
Arianne and Daigo laid side by side on the bed. Bruce had stripped her totally now, and I could see her small coppery nipples, which were sharply peaked from arousal. Her big round breasts were a little smaller than mine and a little less firm, and slumped down her sides a little but I still thought she was the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. Bruce had undressed too, and his body was less beautiful – he had a saggy chest and a slight belly, dusted with wispy hairs. But his cock was gargantuan – long and extremely thick and glorious as it throbbed mere millimetres from Arianne’s cunt. “Oh my god,” I said, and I stroked it without even realising I had. It was like steel beneath my fingers, except warm.
Daigo was pulling me towards him, though, and Arianne clearly needed to feel that gorgeous cock inside her again. Daigo unhooked my bra and began to cup my breasts, taking my nipples in his mouth one by one. I slipped my panties to the side and guided his cock inside me. Sex with a small penis can be fun and fine, but I was a little disappointed when next to me Arianne was being fucked by a monster cock, and gasping her pleasure with every thrust. Watching the slow passage of his monster inside her as he parted her lips and buried his shaft remains one of the hottest things I have ever seen.
I rode Daigo, my breasts bouncing under his hands, while Arianne and Bruce switched to doggy style. I watched her, bent over, her breasts pendulous and swaying as he fucked her, and wished we could switch places. “I’m gonna cum,” Daigo said, though I was nowhere close. He definitely was not the best I’d ever had. I slipped off him, and jerked his small cock off until he came on my tits. “Lick it,” I told him.
He looked at me to see if I was joking.
After he was done, I kissed Bruce, who was still fucking Arianne, now giving her strokes long and slow and hard. He froze, clearly uncomfortable, and Arianne opened her eyes and craned her neck around to look at me. “Do you want a go?” she asked me. “I’ve already cum three times.”
“No,” Bruce said. “I want to come inside you.”
“Oh god,” she said. “I want that too.”
Daigo had gone to the bathroom, so I lay on the half of the bed he had vacated. “Why don’t you put your mouth right here,” I said to Arianne, tracing a finger down my flat belly, through my soft red bush and down to the lips of my cunt. “You can do it while he fucks you.”
“It is your birthday,” she said.
So there we were, my good friend eating my pussy while she got fucked from behind by a monster cock. Arianne was straight and had never done anything with a woman before, and her inexperience showed. But the hotness of the situation brought me to a very nice orgasm. Arianne had a couple more shuddering orgasms before Bruce finally finished. His big cock pumped a load of cum inside her, enough to spill out from the edges of her pussy and drip onto the bed.
All in all one of my better birthdays.
***
Except that the next morning, with way too little sleep, all I could think about during every meeting was that I hadn’t had that beautiful cock inside me. I was in town for another couple of days, and I managed to message Bruce over facebook. For some reason I had added him but not Daigo. He showed up at my hotel door that night. This story is too long, so to elide some details…
I could feel my teeth scrape against the thick head of his penis, and I spread my jaw wider and tried to plump my lips over the head of his cock. All the while my palm rested flat against the coarse hair of my bush as I worked my middle finger inside my soaking pussy to pulse rhythmically over my gspot. I took him as deep down my throat as I could, which was a depressingly small amount of his huge size, then pulled my mouth all the way off. “Fuck me,” I begged him. “I need that huge cock inside me.” He obliged.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9vv6hh/one_of_my_better_birthdays_ffm
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