My Best Friend Jake and his Girlfriend Melissa – The Invitation [MF][M]

Before I even begin trying to explain how I got myself into this situation, I know people are going to call out this story as fake. There are days I can barely believe it myself, yet I lived it. Everything in this story is real, though I have had to take some license with the dialogue as remembering exact conversations verbatim is near impossible. I encourage you to keep an open mind and ask that you try not to judge me too harshly especially as things progress later.

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My best friend Jake and I have been inseparable since the second grade, which means we’ve known each other for 20 years now. He’s a handsome guy, 28 years old, standing about 5’9, slim, with dark curly hair, dark eyes, and a shy smile. I consider him a bit of a nerd, but in a loveable way. He plays a lot of video games, builds model planes, and always has a laissez-faire attitude about life, head in the clouds, counting on things always working out. He eschews sports, and is introverted, though that doesn’t mean he is shy or doesn’t like going out and seeing people.

My name is Tyler. In contrast to Jake, I’m very outgoing. I play a lot of sports, and have a bigger frame than my friend, standing 6’2″ with broad shoulders. While I don’t have 6-pack abs, I am solidly built. My hair is dark and close-cropped, and I usually have stubble across a strong jawline with high cheekbones. I prize myself more on my brain than my brawn, and have a successful career in a STEM field. I love to read, both fiction and non-fiction, and to play video games. This love for reading and video games is what bonded Jake and I together into our unlikely friendship, but I really do love the guy.

One of the biggest differences between us is in terms of confidence. While Jake has mixed success with women and dating, that isn’t something I struggle with. I’m not saying this to be arrogant; I see it as a type of energy or charisma that seems to pull in the people around me. Jake’s issue is primarily a lack of confidence in himself.

Through this success, I developed a deep appreciation for certain aspects of BDSM as a dominant. I don’t mean the all-too-common “dom-asses” who use the title as a poor excuse to maximize their own pleasure at the expense of others. Rather, I am the type who seeks enthusiastic consent, pushes boundaries but doesn’t break them, and sees submission as being given the gift of someone allowing themselves be at their most vulnerable with you. Jake and I talk about our sex lives often, and he always seems enthralled when I tell him about my most recent fun.

Jake started dating his girlfriend Melissa in 2018 after they met through a mutual friend. The first time we met, Jake had invited us over for dinner. I could tell he was nervous about introducing us, as more than one friendship has become rocky when a girlfriend and a best friend dislike each other. He needn’t have worried.

Melissa was 22 at the time, and stood about 5’6″, with blonde hair every hue from wheat all the way to a rich gold and reaching past her shoulders. Her eyes are a soft green and hold a mischievous glint, like there is always a smile hiding behind them. Her pale face is complimented by a cute dusting of dainty freckles across her small nose, and her smile is shy but beautiful. She wore a yellow, floral-patterned sundress, shirred at the waistline. It showed off an athletic body and wonderful soft curves in all the right ways, particularly her hips and breasts. Her legs are long, strong and toned.

With a start I realized that I was staring. “It’s an absolute pleasure to meet you Melissa”, I said putting out my hand. “I can see Jake wasn’t exaggerating when he told me about you.”

Melissa blushed a bit, grinned and pushed my hand aside, insisting that a handshake was too formal and that she is a hugger. She pulled me into a hug, pressing herself against me close. I could feel the heat and softness of her body against mine, with a pleasant firmness underneath.

The evening was awesome. Within half an hour, we were all laughing and talking like old friends, sharing a couple bottles of wine around the table. Melissa was witty and animated. She responded to any of the light teasing I dished out with teasing of her own. When I found out we both loved the LotR books, I announced to Jake that he really hit the jackpot, which made her blush and giggle again.

While nothing untoward happened that night, I did catch her studying me covertly, and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t trying to check her out as well. Guys usually won’t admit it, but most of us do check out the wives and girlfriends of our friends and let our imaginations wander, even if there is no intention of acting on it.

As we spent more time together as a group, Melissa inevitably heard about some of my FWBs, and the things we got up to together. Funny enough, it was usually Jake who brought up the subject while the three of us were together. She seemed genuinely fascinated by the stories, and would ask pointed questions about the dynamics and how they worked. Her usually soft, gentle voice would get lower and sexier when she asked these questions. Despite her innocent demeanor, I could sense something behind it. I loved her curiosity and how her mind worked.

After a year had passed, I noticed an obvious, almost intense uptick in the amount of flirting Melissa was doing with me, particularly after a few drinks. Even though I’m not the funniest guy in the world, she would laugh hard at all my jokes and make light physical contact when she could. When the subject turned to sex, she’d openly talk about how lucky my current FWB was.

My feelings for Melissa were deepening, and I found myself flirting back against my better judgment. At night, I would catch myself thinking about what it would be like to hold her small hand in mine, to gently cuddle, kissing and laughing as we held each other. We had so much in common. Shared interests, passions. I imagined us doing far darker things things as well. Her wrists and ankles bound, my hand wrapped around her slim throat as she cried out beneath me.

The tension between us had been building almost since we first met, but was absolutely forbidden, which made me want it even more in a vicious cycle of desire. I always felt guilt about what seemed like obvious attraction between us. Jake was always present, and it was clear Melissa cared for him deeply, but his head was usually in the clouds and he didn’t seem to notice or mind our flirting.

One evening in late summer, a group of us went out to a our local bar, where Melissa asked me to dance after a few drinks. Jake was deep in conversation with another friend and gave his approval, so I said yes and she dragged me by the hand onto the dance floor. While we kept it mostly PG, our bodies were pressed together while we danced, and our hands wandered lightly over each other’s bodies. There were moments where I felt either of us might break, our lips only inches apart, our eyes locked together, but we held it together. She looked incredible in her little black dress and heels.

When we headed back to Jake’s place at the end of the night, I was surprised when Melissa sat on my lap in an armchair, with Jake sitting right across from us on the couch. Despite my best efforts, with the press of what is truly a spectacular ass up against my crotch, I felt myself get rock hard. She must have noticed because she wiggled her butt more firmly into my lap with a small laugh, lifting my hands to her hips. I shifted her weight off of me slightly and tried to readjust, and when she sat back down my cock was nestled between the globes of her ass. I felt her stiffen, then relax and wiggle back down into me.

Jake looked at us, nerves clearly visible in his expression, and then opened his mouth to speak. I was certain he was about to lay into us for our behaviour, which would have been absolutely deserved. I was already letting go of her hips and preparing an apology in my head. What actually came out was a question.

“Do you know what a hotwife is?” my oldest friend asked with a bit of hesitation.

Whatever I had been expecting, that was near the bottom of the list. It took me a moment to recover.

“I’ve heard of it from some of my kink friends. Basically swinging right?” I replied, not daring to get my hopes up.

“Sort of…” Jake replied, turning red and looking embarrassed. “It’s more like the guy sharing his girlfriend or wife.”

“That’s interesting, wouldn’t the guy get jealous though? What would he get out of it?” I asked, genuinely curious.

“Some people kind of like the jealousy, and get off on seeing their girl with someone else, kinda like voyeurism. Or are turned on by giving her the freedom to explore sexually while still being a couple. People like me.”

I was genuinely surprised, but kept silent, still looking directly at Jake, waiting for him to continue.

“We’re new to this. But Melissa and I talked, and both of us agreed if she was going to be with anyone else, we’d like it to be you. We know you won’t get emotionally attached.”

“Not to mention I want to try out some of the submissive things I’ve heard you talk about.” added Melissa, wiggling into me again. “Jake would always ask you about it because we’d take it back to the bedroom and use it as fantasy fuel, but it’s not really his thing. And frankly, you’re hot and we both trust you.”

I couldn’t believe my ears, but I felt myself grow even harder under Melissa.

“I’m flattered, but I don’t want to do anything that would hurt your relationship, are you certain?” I asked incredulously.

Melissa got up off of my lap, and turned around to face me. Pulling up her dress a bit, she climbed onto my lap and straddled me. I was very aware of the fact that my best friend’s girlfriend had just pressed her panty-covered pussy right onto me. She let out a small gasp at the feeling.

She spoke in a low, husky voice, looking into my eyes. “Yes, we’re sure. We’ve been talking about it for months. We thought about strangers but that felt sketchy. Acquaintances talk. We know you’re discrete and care about us both. We’ll take it slow to make sure everyone is ok. Only kissing and touching tonight, ok?”

I was at my breaking point, but I had to be sure. “Dude, you are 100%, no joke, positive you’re ok with this?” I asked, looking at Jake.

“I’m sure” he answered, but I heard the nerves in his voice.

That was all the encouragement I needed. I slid one hand up her firm thigh, tracing her hip, up over her chest, and let it rest for a second on her cheek as I studied her innocent face. I gently wrapped a hand in her hair, and pulled her mouth down to meet mine.

We kissed tentatively at first, but with increasing desire and hunger. It was electric. Her lips tasted sweet with whatever cocktail she had been drinking. My tongue flicked into her mouth, and I slid my other hand down her back, cupping her ass. She moaned softly and began to slowly grind herself up and down the length of my shaft as I put my mouth to her collarbone and sucked, leaving a small hickey.

“Important to mark what’s mine” I said in a raspy voice. “Now stand up.”

“God that’s hot. Do I have to?” she asked with a pout.

“You do. I know it’s just kissing tonight, but I’m getting my money’s worth.”

As she stood up I glanced at Jake. He was flushed and rubbing an obvious erection over his pants. “I’m going to undress Melissa now. Not naked, just to her underwear.” I told him.

I saw him hesitate.

“Don’t worry, we’re sticking to kissing only. If either of you feel like anything is too far, say so and I promise we’ll stop immediately.” I added.

He still looked a bit uncertain, but seemed reassured. “I know you’ll stop. I trust you, I’m just anxious.”

I smiled at him and put a hand on his shoulder. “I’m going make this first time special for you both and learn what both of you like. I really appreciate the trust you’re putting in me.”

I turned back to Melissa, and began to slowly unzip the back of her dress. I pulled the straps off of her shoulders, and gently tugged it down her body. I took my time, enjoying the view as I exposed more and more of her pale, smooth skin. When the dress was pooled at her feet, she stepped out of it.

She was a vision. Her bra and underwear were matching, pale pink with frills. The top was tight, pushing her breasts together so they were sitting high up on her chest. Her stomach was flat and toned, and her hips flared widely, her lacy pink boy shorts hugging them closely.

I looked at her with a grin, raising my eyebrows. “Matching because you knew I’d be seeing it?” I asked slyly.

“Oh shut up…” she shot back with a laugh. “I’m not denying it though. Well, do I pass inspection?”

“With flying colors. Even better than I imagined.”

“So you’ve imagined me like this before? Bad man, thinking about your friend’s girlfriend that way.” She smirked.

“You’ve got me there. Sorry Jake.” I added with a glance at him.

He just shrugged his shoulders and smiled. I think he may have been a little speechless.

“Now you undress me” I told her.

Melissa took her time the same way I had. With each button of my shirt she undid, she would softly kiss down my chest and all the way down my stomach. She ran her hands up and down my body, exploring me as she pulled off my shirt. She began to unbutton my jeans, but I stopped her.

“On your knees.” I ordered. “I want to see how good you look taking those off of me.”

She sunk to her knees without question. The view was amazing. She looked somehow both innocent and sexy as she resumed her efforts.

“Good girl. Now look up at me while you take them off.”

She let out a small whimper at my words.

“Looks like we’re already learning a bit about what you like. Being ordered around and getting a ‘good girl’ when you listen.” I said with a lazy smile. “Better get used to being down there, I have the feeling you’ll be on your knees a lot when I’m around.”

She stuck her tongue out at me, but maintained eye contact, running her hands up and down my thighs and calves. She got the button undone, and slid my jeans down. My erection, barely contained by my boxer briefs sprang free and nearly swatted her in the face. In her surprise she broke eye contact, gazing hungrily at the bulge in front of her. She reached up to touch it, but I grabbed her hand, pulling her easily to her feet.

“Bend over with your hands on the couch. You broke eye contact, so you need a small reminder to follow through when I tell you to do something.” I told her sternly.

Melissa hesitated a moment, but did as I asked.

I took a moment to admire just how round and firm her ass was. It was clear she spent a good amount of time working on it.

I raised my hand, and let a fairly light slap land across one cheek. She didn’t gasp, and instead let out a contented “mmm” noise.

I raised my hand again, increased the speed a bit. This time she let out a gasp. “Tell me if it’s too much.” I reminded her.

I slapped my hand against her with just a touch more power, and the mixed sound of pleasure and pain that escaped her lips let me know it had hit balance I wanted.

I gave her 3 more good spanks. She was moaning and gasping, and there was a faint red imprint of my large hand across one cheek.

“Are you sorry?”

“Yes!”

I spanked her again.

“Yes what?”

“Yes sir! I won’t do it again!” she yelped.

“Good girl.” I flipped her over and lay her down on her back along the length of the couch.

I looked over at Jake, wanting to quickly check in. He was still seated in the arm chair, clearly touching himself. He looked a bit anxious, but when I raised a questioning eyebrow at him he nodded his consent at me to continue.

I looked down at Melissa. There was a look in her eyes I had never seen before. It was pure lust. I knew immediately I had nothing to worry about there.

I spread her thighs apart forcibly with my own, and lay down on top of her, kissing her mouth, her neck, her collarbone, nibbling, licking, feeling how her body reacted and listening to her moans depending on each type of touch and pressure used. I was loving every minute of learning her body, and she was responding in kind.

I pulled away, and slid my hand underneath Melissa’s back, quickly unhooking her bra. I pulled it off of her, and groaned in appreciation. Her breasts fit perfectly into my large hands, sitting high on her chest even without the bra. Her nipples were pale pink, slightly puffy and swollen with arousal. I wasted no time taking one into my mouth, lightly swirling my tongue, and repeating my previous experiments in an attempt to maximize her pleasure. She cried out and moaned as I increased the pressure.

The intensity of the situation hit me hardest at that moment. I was quite literally sucking on my best friend’s mostly naked girlfriend’s tits, while he watched me make her squirm with desire. A woman I had spent most of the last year fantasizing about, but writing off as impossible fantasy. I knew I needed for this to be much more than a one-time thing. I needed to have her willingly submit to me regularly, and to guide her as she discovered this new part of herself. I know it’s greedy, but having her physically wasn’t enough; I wanted to bend her mind to be thinking of me constantly.

I kissed my way down Melissa’s toned belly, and ran my tongue along her pantyline. I pulling the tops down slightly with my fingertips so I could kiss her mound. I licked up her inner thighs, taking care to not actually touch where she wanted me to touch most. She had her hands in my hair and was trying to push me down to where she wanted my mouth, lifting her hips in need, but I pulled her hands away and pushed her hips back down.

“Please” panted Melissa, looking longingly at me. “It feels so good.”

“Rules are rules” I replied, smirking back at her.

She stomped her foot in frustration, her chest heaving.

I raised myself back up so that my legs were spreading hers again, positioned so that my cock was resting right against her clit. I used a hand to pin both of her wrists up above her head against the couch to take away some of her control. She looked up at me hopefully.

“Rules are rules for tonight, but that doesn’t mean I can’t give you what you need. You’ll just have to beg.”

I started sliding myself against her in long, slow strokes, up and down from the base of my shaft all the way to the tip. I could feel the heat from her body through the two thin layers of fabric separating my heavy cock from her tight cunt. We found a rhythm, moving in a consistent pattern, making her moan in pleasure. I kissed her hard, occasionally teasing her nipples with my free hand.

After about 10 minutes, Melissa’s breathing pattern changed, her moans increasing in volume and I felt her body begin to tense under mine, close to orgasm. I pulled away from her.

“Fuck! Why did you stop? I was so close.” she groaned in frustration.

“I already told you, if my good little slut wants to cum, you’ll have to beg.” I replied with a grin. “It’s called orgasm denial, get used to it.” I started grinding myself against her again.

“I never liked the term ‘slut’, but being “your good little slut” hits different. I can’t tell if you’re the best or the worst” she groaned, gyrating her hips and grinding herself back against me.

This time, five minutes in, her breathing pattern changed again.

“Please, I’m going to cum and it’s so close, I want it so badly, it’s going to be big.” Melissa begged, looking up at me with need. I smiled at her and let her ride it out. Right as her body began to tense I pulled away again. She gasped and cried out in frustration and need. She flexed her hips into the air, trying to grind against me, but I pushed her roughly back down.

“Not good enough. Ask me permission this time.” I instructed her with an arrogant laugh.

“That was so cruel.” she moaned.

This time, when I started dry humping her, it was only two minutes before I felt her getting close.

“Please sir, please let me cum, please give me permission, I can’t take anymore. I’ll do anything you want if you let me… I’ll be your good little slut.” she begged, looking up at me with a kind of wild desperation that made me feel like a king.

I splayed Melissa’s legs further apart, reaching beneath her and roughly gripping her ass, pulling her hard against me. I felt her long legs wrap around my waist as she humped against me. I leaned down nuzzled her neck, then gently clamped down, making a suction with my mouth.

This sent her over the edge. She cried my name out loudly, her body clenching and trembling under mine. Her blonde hair spilled out beneath her, eyes clenched shut, her legs tightening around my waist like a vice.

I sat back and ran my hands firmly up and down her body, tracing her curves and touching her all over as she came. I whispered softly to her that she had been a very good girl for me, that she had handled her first light try at submission very well, that she had a lot of potential as she continued to tremble under me.

I heard a grunt from a few feet a way, and realized Jake had cum too, jerking off under a blanket while his sexy girlfriend and I dry humped on the floor like a couple of horny teenagers.

I grinned at him. “I guess that means you enjoyed the show and we can do this again?”

He looked slightly ashamed in his post-orgasm haze. “Mel and I will need to talk about it, but I would like that. I think we should also make sure we hang out all as friends before we do something like this again.”

As Melissa’s body slowly relaxed, she looked up at me with a look that was both dazed and fiery. “I take it back. It was a bit cruel to pull away like that… But oh my god the payoff was incredible. You’re incredible.”

“This was just a light intro Melissa. I still have a lot to teach you, and a lot to learn about you.” I kissed her long and deeply, then pulled away and stood up. “If you’ll excuse me though, I’ve got to get going.”

Melissa sat up, still in her panties, which I noticed were soaked through at the crotch. “Do you have to? Where are you going?”

“To meet up with someone. You are incredible, but both you two got to cum, and I need release too.” I said, with a cunning smile. I had no intention of meeting up with anyone else.

I saw a flash of real jealousy reflected in Melissa’s eyes at my words, and her face fell. She turned to Jake.

“That’s true babe. We both came and we’re basically blue balling him. That doesn’t really seem fair.” Melissa said with a hopeful voice.

Check, I thought to myself.

“I don’t think I’m ready to see you make my best friend cum. I’m really sorry. It’s something we can work up to with time.” Jake replied, sounding firm. She looked disappointed.

I cut in. “What if I made myself cum while she kneels in front of me? She wouldn’t be touching me at all, though I do want to be able to touch those tits while I do it. Would that work for you both?” I suggested.

Melissa and I glanced at Jake. He thought about it for a solid 30 seconds. “Well… It does seem unfair that you didn’t get off when we did. It’s ok with me if it’s ok with Mel as long as she’s not using her hands or mouth on you.”

Instead of answering, Melissa immediately stood up, a big smile on her face, and took my hand, leading me to the couch. While I stood tall, she dropped to her knees in front of me.

I slid my underwear off, and my painfully hard cock popped out. Melissa let out a small gasp. While I don’t have one of the 10″ inch dicks you read about on the internet, I was a solid 7″, and very thick, straight, and with a slight upward curve near the tip. I knew she would have felt the weight of it while we were on the floor, but seeing it always got a positive response.

I began to stroke myself, slowly at first, while I reached down and groped her perky breasts with my other hand. A heavy drop of pre-cum formed at my swollen head, and I used it plus a bit of saliva to lubricate.

“Play with yourself while you kneel for me. Let me know when you’re getting close, we’re going to cum together.” I commanded.

“Yes sir” Melissa replied immediately.

She took it a step further than I intended. She hooked her thumbs into her panties, and peeled them off of herself, then leaned back, spreading her legs and exposing herself to me. It was a beautiful view. She was shaved smooth, and her labia were pink and puffy from earlier. Wetness visibly glistened between them. The small nub of her clit, equally swollen, stood out proudly.” There was nothing I wanted more at that moment than to taste her.

She rubbed herself slowly, matching my pace, her eyes flicking between sustained eye contact and my cock. After a few minutes, she slid one finger, and then two inside of herself with a soft wet sound and a gasp of satisfaction. She slipped her fingers almost all the way out, before curling them and sliding back in, her moans increasing in intensity.

“Tell me how badly you want this dick.” I instructed.

“You have no idea. I want it so badly I can taste it. I want it in my mouth, I want it inside me.” she moaned loudly and her fingers sped up. “Want isn’t even the right word. It’s need.”

I sped up as well. I was already close, but holding back, waiting for Melissa to reach the point of no return.

“You’re going to be an obedient slut for me? A good little fuck-toy for your boyfriend’s best friend?”

“Yes. Fuck, I’m close. Can I cum?” she pleaded.

“I want to hear you say it, then you can cum.” I sped up, feeling my own orgasm boiling up deep within.

“I’m going to be your little fuck toy, wherevere and whenever you need it. I’m going to be obedient for you.”

“Good girl. You may cum, where do you want me to finish?”

“On my face” Melissa gasped, and immediately started a second powerful orgasm.

“W-wait!” I heard Jake stammer.

Too late. I let out a primal roar, my heavy balls contracting as I let loose three thick shots of cum directly on to his girlfriend’s pretty, innocent face. It spattered across her button nose, onto her cheeks, and dripped down her lips to her chin as she continued to shudder in her own orgasm. I aimed down and pointed a final two shots onto her breasts and belly. I collapsed down onto the couch with the intensity of the feeling.

Melissa recovered slowly, a panting, cum-covered mess, still kneeling on the floor. I watched her surreptitiously lick her lips to get her first taste of me, and then, so Jake couldn’t see, she covertly scooped the small amount on her chin into her mouth with a finger and swallowed. She smiled up at me with a wicked look.

“Babe, what the fuck? I’ve been asking to do that for months and you never let me, you said it was degrading.” Jake sounded seriously pissed.

“I’m so sorry baby. I was so caught up in the moment, it just sort of happened, this is so new to me. Please forgive us. I promise we can do it too now.”

Her words and voice of contrition was somewhat ruined by the small translucent strings of seed that stretched and broke between her lips as she spoke.

“We didn’t break any rules though. I didn’t touch him, he made himself cum.” she added defensively.

I pulled my clothes back on as they spoke. “I’m really sorry too man. I didn’t realize it was off limits or that it broke any rules. In future, it’s best to put those boundaries out there before we start, to make sure miscommunications don’t happen. Melissa, go clean yourself up. I’m going to duck out so you two can talk this through. Just try and remember this is new and exciting for all of us, and we would never purposely disrespect you or go against a hard rule. I hope this won’t affect our friendship or stop us from being able to have more fun in future.”

Jake deflated a bit, a lot of his anger leaving at my words. He closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and let out a long sigh.

“I guess you’re right. Things went further than I expected, and it was a lot for me to handle seeing how badly she wanted you. The jealousy and anxiety hit hard. But… It was kind of insanely fucking hot.” he added as an afterthought with a sheepish grin.

“You’re the one I love and who I want to be with, Jake. Nothing is going to change that.” Melissa told him with a smile.

She stood, looking at me gratefully for helping to defuse the situation. She blew me a kiss goodbye, and disappeared into the bathroom.

“Thank you both again for your trust in me.” I told Jake, putting a hand on his shoulder. “I can’t tell you how lucky I feel to have a friend like you in my life. Go spend some time reclaiming that incredible woman. Night.”

I walked out into the night, enjoying the cool air against my skin. I spent the walk home carefully planning out how to escalate things to the next level.

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