Our friend’s ex asked us to use her [MMMF]

In college there was a touchy couple in my friend group. The group was myself, two guys, and the couple, Jason and Sarah. They would make out in the back seat if we drove somewhere, or if we watched a movie in the dark, or even if we looked away from them for a few minutes at a restaurant.

They broke up in sophomore year because Jason slept with one of Sarah’s friends. I heard it was premeditated, that they’d been messaging each other for a while. After the breakup we didn’t see Sarah until a few weeks later, when she approached me and the other two guys in our friend group in gym class. Her parents were going out of town, and she wanted us to come back home with her for the weekend, to use her. She said this word, use. We could do anything we wanted with her for the whole weekend, strip her naked, tie her up, come on her, anything—as long as promised to tell Jason about all of it when we returned to campus on Monday. She even said we could fuck her outside in the sunlight, because her family has a forest around their backyard.

I dissented weakly, said something about boundaries with Jason, but she reminded us that he cheated on her with one of her close friends. Was that the kind of person we wanted to have as a friend, a person who would betray even those close to him? Her argument could have been worse and it still would have worked. We needed only the smallest nudge to admit out loud that yes, we were in.

When we arrived at her parents’ house Friday afternoon she had us all drop off our backpacks in the master bedroom—we would all be sleeping on her parents’ king-size bed at night. She asked what we wanted to do with her first.

I proposed we take our time to get comfortable first, since we had all weekend.

One of my friends asked her to put on her homecoming dress, the one she wore to the dance with Jason. That was when I realized we’d all noticed her, back when they were together. All three of us had fantasized about her taking off that dress for us.

Later we sat outside on picnic blankets tasting wines from the cellar, and we became impatient. We told her to take off her dress—she had to spend the rest of the picnic in her underwear. I’d never seen anyone so excited to undress before. She was eager for more instructions but we just wanted to look at her.

At dinner, which we had her cook and serve to us, we told her to take off her bra, and we ate slowly because we kept taking time to appreciate her chest.

We watched a movie at dark. Sarah sat on my lap, and our two other friends licked their hands slid them under her waistband and teased her clit. She took heavy breaths and began to sweat.

Sarah stood up. She turned the light on and the tv off. “What gives? Why are you teasing me? You can do anything. I’ll do anything for you.”

I looked at my friends and then back at her. “I think we… We just don’t know how serious you are about this, whether it’s really what you want.”

“You want me to beg?”

“That’s not what I—”

“How about this. Tie me up.” She threw her underwear out of the room. “There’s duct tape in the kitchen drawer to right of the sink. Tie me up, hands and feet, then see if you’re more comfortable then.”

The three of us stood around her. We’d tied her hands overhead to a balcony baluster, and her feet we’d spread apart and tied to faraway pieces of furniture.

I kept thinking of Jason as I looked at her body. How had he betrayed a woman so beautiful? I took her chest in my hands, massaged her nipples with my thumbs, and when she whimpered I understood the gravity of what she had asked us to do. What power and self-worth she had given Jason by desiring him, by inviting him to make her feel pleasure, she was now ripping out of him and giving to us. Telling Jason about how I held his woman’s naked body in my hands, while she was tied up because she asked to be, about the way she whimpered when I stroked her nipples, about sliding my hand down her body, between her legs, would destroy him. When my friends would tell him about how they came up behind her while I was doing that and squeezed her ass and kissed her neck, that would destroy him too. What I did to her was simple, trivial, just a soft tap on her clit with my index and ring finger, gentle, on a slow, metronomic rhythm, but because she wanted it, it drove her to forget herself in pleasure. Hearing that familiar, sensual voice I’d lusted after moan, and not just here and there but really moan, sustaining it, almost singing, it was something I never wanted to lose. I feared the end of the weekend, and that’s how I knew the pain this would cause Jason. We were there in her house using her while he had been cast out.

We took turns holding her down and fucking her on her parents’ bed. We held her down on her back, with her legs in the air, and the two of us that weren’t fucking her would lick her, wet her neck, ears, or nipples with our tongue.

“You’re gonna tell him about this right?” she asked through labored breath.

“We’ll tell him.”

“Let’s do three at a time. One of your put your cock in my mouth. One of you try to get in my ass.”

“Are you sure want one of us in your ass?”

“It’s ok. Jason and I used to do it a lot. Just apply a lot of lube.”

We were trying to figure out the orientation when she stopped us. “Wait! Let’s film this. My dad’s got a 4k camera in his closet.”

In front of the camera, Sarah bent forward and took my whole cock in her mouth while our other two friends struggled to penetrate her deeper, pulling her back and forth by her hips.

I felt the sound waves of her moans vibrate through my cock.

Sarah writhed and screamed for the camera. I couldn’t withstand the ravenous way she was licking and sucking on me, and I filled her mouth with hot come, but she didn’t stop. Come dripped out of her mouth, and out of her pussy, but she kept working on us.

We forbid her from putting on pajamas afterward. With the camera still rolling here and there, we played some board games with Sarah naked. In Monopoly whenever she landed on one of our properties we made her lick our cock for twenty seconds. If we had to pay her rent, we got to slip her tit.

We felt drowsy around 3am and called it a night, but still didn’t let her dress. She snuggled between the three of us, and we went to sleep thinking about how we’d use her tomorrow.

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6 comments on “Our friend’s ex asked us to use her [MMMF]

  1. “her argument could have been worse and it still would have worked…,” 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

    oh my days, that was a good laugh

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