AUTHOR’S NOTE: Part 1 linked below! Feedback and comments always appreciated. I hope you all enjoy this rather twisted and perverted story. For those curious what it’s about, it follows Eleanor and Jay and their friend Sofi. Eleanor gets it in her head that Jay and Sofi would be good together and has been working to get her boyfriend on the same page, recently succeeding in getting him to jerk off to her. What follows is their continued descent toward Eleanor’s twisted desires.
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Once a guy jerks off to a girl, he can never see her the same way again. It changes him. Changes how he thinks about her. Where before Eleanor had trouble ever noticing Jay paying attention to Sofi, now the small girl seemed to dominate his interest. In group settings, she’d spot them laughing together, his gaze slyly darting to her sizable bust. Whenever Sofi left the room, she’d notice him taking in her wide hips and curvy rear. And whenever Sofi’s arm playfully bumped against his, she’d catch the light blush of his cheeks and giddy smile on his face.
Eleanor even stumbled onto him one day masturbating in the shower and she just knew he wasn’t doing it to her but to their friend. The idea of her boyfriend blowing his load in secret to Sofi led to her own masturbation session in the shower shortly afterward.
Meanwhile, on the emotional front, Eleanor continued her assault, going out of her way to get Sofi and Jay to spend more one-on-one time together and to remind them of their shared interests. She’d excuse herself from the room to give them chances to chat and talk about the things they both liked. She’d bring up something in conversation she knew Sofi or Jay enjoyed that she didn’t. She went so far as to skip out on a movie with Jay so he and Sofi could text about it and would have their own private messages outside of their shared group texts.
With all that, it didn’t take long for it to become obvious how much the two enjoyed spending time together — and how it wasn’t just Sofi that had the crush anymore.
Eleanor never pushed it or brought it up with Jay directly. She just shifted some pieces around, paid attention to the board, and let everything take its course naturally, patiently waiting for the right time to make her next move. Which finally came about a month and a half after the birthday incident, in the middle of her and Jay having a somewhat lackluster sexual encounter. When Eleanor noticed her boyfriend’s distracted gaze and knew precisely what occupied his mind at that moment. Because earlier that day, a group of them had gone to the beach, and Sofi had once again understood the assignment.
“It’s okay,” Eleanor said, reaching up and touching her boyfriend’s face, temporarily pulling his thoughts back to her. “You can think about her.”
“What?” Jay’s voice feigned surprise and confusion but his cock hardened and throbbed inside of her. “I don’t—”
“Come on. Just close your eyes,” she brushed her fingers across his eyelids, “and picture her in that bathing suit.”
Jay let out a shuddering breath… and pushed himself back into her.
“Yes, that’s it,” Eleanor gasped. “Think about her on the beach in that two piece. Ooohhhh. How it, mmf, held up those jugs of hers. How it, ungh, stretched and clung to that, ahh-ass. Fuck. Even her bit of a tummy was sexy, wasn’t it? And those big, sexy thighs. UNNGH!”
Jay’s pumps picked up in speed and intensity the more she said, the more she described Sofi from earlier. Eleanor herself grew wetter with his every enthusiastic thrust, breasts bouncing with every slam home. He plunged into her at a fast and steady pace, but she was ready to kick things into overdrive.
Spurred on by his girlfriend’s words, Jay recalled every detail about Sofi from earlier that day. Ever since he first jerked off to her almost two months ago, he couldn’t stop thinking about the other girl. Every time they hung out, he checked out her body, thought about her sexually. He found her dorkiness so endearing. Her dark hair and caramel skin so enticing. Seeing her in that bikini today, his mind couldn’t stop wandering back to her lying on the sand, her coming out of the water, wet swimsuit molded to her skin. Eleanor should have been enough to get him off but instead, he just kept thinking about Sofi.
Unsurprisingly, Eleanor had noticed. Also unsurprisingly, she once again encouraged it — but this time, he didn’t want to fight it. He wanted to embrace it.
He slammed into his girlfriend again, his mind filling with the image of Sofi’s bikini-clad body.
“Imagine her out of that bikini,” Eleanor said below him, shifting memory to fantasy. “Imagine her, oh fuck, on this bed instead of me. Imagine her legs spread for you. Her pussy around your cock. Oh! Oh! Oh! Yes!” Jay hammered into her hole, pounding into her with unbridled, unleashed desire. “Imagine that cute face, unnh, squealing in need. Those tits flopping as you, ah ah ah, fuck her raw!”
The fantasy in Jay’s mind flickered back and forth. Hearing Eleanor’s voice brought up her body, but the words conjured Sofi’s. Again and again, they flipped and switched. Eleanor’s mane of brown frizz. Sofi’s thick waves of black. Eleanor’s handfuls of perky breasts. Sofi’s pillows of soft flesh. Eleanor’s long and lithe form. Sofi’s short and curvy frame.
“That’s it. Fuck her. Fuck her and cum. Blow your load into that sexy shortstack slut. Fucking cum while imagining yourself pumping Sofi’s cunt full of your jizz!”
The image locked and Jay buried himself all the way inside of her and exploded.
“OOoohhhHHHhhh fffuuuuccckkKKKKkk!”
Eleanor screamed as she came from the sensation of her boyfriend’s gooey spunk flooding her insides. Her walls spasmed around his erupting cannon, her orgasm soaking him to the metaphorical bone. They tumbled, twisted, and fell, both of them spinning around a unifying, singular center of gravity. “Oh god. Oh fuck.”
In the afterglow of their shared experience, two thoughts kept Eleanor floating in ecstasy: Jay just came while thinking about fucking Sofi, and there was no going back now for either of them.
Following that revelatory night of passion, everything about their shared, strange desire regarding Sofi was laid out on the table between them. No longer did they need to avoid the subject or hide their feelings, and their entire relationship shifted and changed to accommodate their mutual depravity. Jay fucking Eleanor while she described Sofi in her stead became a permanent part of their animalistic couplings. But it was so much more than just what went on inside the bedroom.
Now Jay could openly flirt with Sofi without fear of Eleanor getting upset. Eleanor could talk about Sofi without Jay trying to deny his lust. They could give in to their arousal and twisted emotions without fear of judgement or restraint. Jay and Sofi could chat more and more, and Eleanor could rub herself to mind bending orgasms remembering how they looked at each other.
They refused to talk about the why of it, both instead content with the idea that they stepped over the messy puddle in the path to get closer to the ultimate destination they both wanted. It was better for them not to confront how Eleanor’s pride and stubbornness mixed with perversion to get them there or how Jay’s unconscious biases that influenced his views on dating and attraction prevented him from accepting the truth in the first place.
They’d much rather sink further and further toward the bottom. Drown in debauchery and lust.
And sink and drown they did.
Like when Eleanor leisurely stroked Jay’s dick while he texted with Sofi, turning even mundane acts with the other girl sexual. Or when Jay fucked Eleanor from behind with the iPad balanced on her back, a picture of Sofi pulled up onto it. Or when they celebrated their nine month anniversary with Jay fucking Eleanor’s mouth while calling out Sofi’s name.
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“How’d it go?” Eleanor said, leaping off the couch when Jay walked through the front door of the apartment. She hadn’t seen him for a total of fourteen hours. Fourteen hours that he got to spend with just Sofi.
Jay and Eleanor had been working toward this day for weeks. All three of them had taken a day off work to go to a theme park together but then two days before the trip, Eleanor “had something come up” and couldn’t go. Sofi suggested rescheduling but Eleanor said it was really okay and that she and Jay should just go without her. Like Eleanor expected, Sofi “reluctantly” agreed to the plan.
The diminutive dork loved theme parks. It was the perfect place, the perfect date, for her and Jay. Eleanor even made sure not to text either of them throughout the day, not wanting to interrupt anything or remind them of her. She wanted them lost in their own magical world, with eyes and thoughts only for each other.
“Ugh,” Jay said, dragging himself into the living room and falling into the couch. “It was going great. We had an amazing time at the park. Rode a bunch of rides. Shared food. Had a few drinks. I’ve never had so much fun.”
In any normal relationship, a statement like that would break someone’s heart. In their relationship, it made Eleanor’s panties wet.
“Okay, well, what happened?”
“We made out. When I dropped her off.”
Eleanor’s eyes went wide and her heart almost hammered through her chest. She wanted to shove her hand down her pants and finger herself to orgasm but she held herself back because clearly there was more to the story.
“That’s so hot. Why are you upset? Isn’t that what we wanted?”
“Yes, but…” A dreamy smile spread across Jay’s face as he reminisced about his moment with Sofi, but then it fell away when whatever happened returned to his mind. “We went at it for a while but when I went for more she stopped.”
“What? Why?” A sense of déjà vu washed over Eleanor, taking her way back to that tense conversation with Jay so long ago in this very living room. She didn’t misread Sofi. There was no way. “No chance she doesn’t want to fuck you.”
Jay sighed. “It’s because she didn’t want me to cheat on you. She said it didn’t feel right doing something like that to you.”
If Sofi only knew how very right it felt and how much she wanted exactly that.
Eleanor paced back and forth in front of the couch, the gears in her head turning and spinning. The image of Jay and Sofi kissing passionately kept interrupting her thoughts and she shoved it to the side, demanded it wait until she solved this problem, until she removed this annoying and bothersome snag. Jay followed her with his eyes until she came to an abrupt stop and checked the time on her phone. “How long ago did you drop her off?”
“About fifteen minutes?”
Eleanor grinned.
“Okay. I have an idea but we have some time to kill first.” Stepping toward him, she pushed his knees apart and lowered herself down between them. Eleanor unbuttoned her boyfriend’s shorts and lowered his zipper, reaching inside to take out his meaty dick. She held the shaft in her hand and leaned forward to kiss its head, pressing her lips to and around its tip.
“So, until then, I want you to tell me about kissing her,” she tossed her hair over her shoulder, “while I suck you off,” and took him into her mouth, sinking all the way down until she gagged and slipped him into her throat.
The wet warmth of his girlfriend’s mouth enveloped his shaft, and Jay moaned. He tangled his fingers into her hair, holding her to his base before allowing her to draw back and then plunge down again. She took her time, going slow, intent on prolonging his climax and getting the story out of him along with his cum.
Jay never did much dirty talk before all this. Even as they got more into it, Eleanor usually did the work, describing Sofi and encouraging his fantasies when they had sex. Going down on him put the reins in his hands since her mouth was preoccupied, and she found having him reminisce worked much better — equally well for him and her own needs.
“We pulled up to her complex and I, ah, parked so I could walk her to her door,” he started and Eleanor swirled her tongue around his head. The romantic gesture made her pussy drip and she dropped a hand to her lower lips to play with herself. “Once we got there, I told her how much I enjoyed the day, just the two of us. She smiled and said, unf, she really enjoyed it, too. Then I… I said I was glad you couldn’t make it. That I had a better time with her than I would have if it was all three of us.” Eleanor bobbed her face faster onto him, her fingers flying across her slick slit, gliding across her clit. “Ungh! I don’t remember who started it, but then we were kissing.”
Eleanor groaned, and the vibrations of her throat made his dick quake. She came up for air, pumping his cock with her hand while she caught her breath. “Keep going. Tell me more.”
He laid his head back and closed his eyes. “It felt so good kissing her. It wasn’t a quick peck or a slow build-up. We had… our tongues in each other’s mouths immediately.” Jay gasped, Eleanor’s sucking growing wetter and sloppier, more intense. He recalled the plumpness of Sofi’s lips, the sounds of their desire in the hall. “We made out for I don’t know how long. Her body against mine. My hardening cock pressing into her. I know she could feel it. Mmm. And I just had to feel her ass. She gave the cutest little whine when I grabbed it.”
Slime ran from both of Eleanor’s lips, coating her chin and thighs. Mouth stuffed with cock, pussy crammed with her digits, her mind filled with the image of Jay and Sofi outside of the latter’s apartment, making out like lust-drunk teenagers.
Sofi tilting her face up to meet Jay’s lips. Sofi and Jay’s tongues wrestling and wrapping around each other. Jay’s hand groping and squeezing Sofi’s fat ass.
Eleanor frigged her clit picturing the scene her boyfriend described, her breaths coming in short, fast bursts through her nose. The fact that the months of teasing and talking and building sexual tension between Sofi and Jay finally broke made her so aroused, so intoxicated with perversion. She whimpered around Jay’s cock, begging him to continue.
“I loved how that dumptruck ass felt in my hand. So soft and big. I never really cared about asses until hers. But when I tried to go under her shorts… that was when she stopped me.” Eleanor let out a grumble of disappointment but Jay didn’t dwell any further on the bad end to the night, instead shifting his mind to fantasy. “If she hadn’t… I would have fucked her right there in the hallway.”
The next sound Eleanor made — beyond the glk glk glk of her face getting used — was a squeal of delighted approval. An electric jolt of pleasure rocketed through her body as she came, a blaze starting from between her legs and burning through the rest of her body. As her orgasm consumed her, the fingers in her hair tightened their grip and drove her face up and down like a piston, hips jerking up to meet her descending lips.
“Ungh! I want to fuck you so bad. Oh fuck. Oh god. Sofi! Oh fuck, Sofi! Yes! Fuck! Ungh, Sofi!”
Jay’s cock expanded in Eleanor’s throat, depositing his thick load straight into her gullet while he imagined emptying himself into Sofi in front of her apartment door. Once done, he released his hold on her head, and Eleanor withdrew from his cock with a gasp.
“So, what was your idea?” Jay asked, lifting his head off the back of the couch to stare down at Eleanor’s panting, spit covered face.
An excited and almost manic twinkle overtook her eyes. “You’re going to break up with me.”
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