There’s Always that ONE Friend! And It’s ME! I’m That Friend! [mmmf] [oral] [facial]

My boyfriend had a few of his friends over to watch some UFC thing. I said I’d go out with my girlfriends, and that’s exactly what I did. Three drinks in and things at the bar weren’t holding my interest, so I called a Lyft and headed home. I texted my boyfriend and told him I’d sneak around back and hang out in the basement so I wouldn’t bust up their manly evening of eating wings and drinking beer and yelling at the fighters on the TV to smash someone’s brains in.

But he said the boys were asking about me and that I should come in and say hello.

I walked in through the front door and gave them all a big hello. I guess I entered at the best possible time. They were showing the pre-fight little story to tell us why we should be invested in the fight. I gave the four boys a hug, kissed my boyfriend and said I’d get out of the way so they could watch the main event.

I said my goodbyes and headed to the bathroom to pee. The mirror we have in our dining room allows guests to see from the living room directly into the bathroom. And being the slutty tease I am, I decided to piss with the door wide open. I knew they’d be looking as I unzipped my pants and moaned. I sat down on the toilet, spread my legs and let out a long stream.

I closed my eyes and exhaled. It felt good to let that piss out. I’d been holding it in since I left the bar.

“You know we can see you, right?!” My boyfriend shouted.

“Oh fuck!” I said, pretending I was too drunk to notice. I kicked the bathroom door shut, giving the boys a really good shot of my cunt. I snuck into the basement, curled up on the couch and watched some shitty reality show while scrolling my insta.

I could hear the boys upstairs yelling and screaming and after about 15 minutes, they erupted in cheers and then. Silence.

This was my cue. I headed back upstairs.

“Hey boys,” I said. “All ramped up from your big fight?”

“Yes ma’am!” One of them said, laughing.

I looked down at his crotch. My boyfriend caught me taking a glance and ruffled his brow.

“How drunk are you?” He asked.

“I only had three drinks, DAD!” I said, playfully.

“At Sullivans? Their drinks are stiff as shit,” he said. “Three of their drinks are like six. She’s blasted.”

“Am not,” I said. “Who wants to see my tits?”

I flashed the boy who called me ma’am. His eyes popped. I glanced back at his crotch. There was movement. My boyfriend ruffled his brow again. We’d had a threesome before. And over the last few months, I’d been itching for another one. We just had to find the right environment. My boyfriend’s eyes narrowed. And then it clicked.

“Ah,” he said. “I get it.”

I smirked.

“Well, Shawn, since you’re the married guy of the group, you can consider this your cue to hit the road.”

“What?” Shawn asked. “No way. Are … are you all gonna –”

“I’m gonna fuck everyone in this room,” I said as I took my top off and threw it on the floor. I unzipped my pants and stepped out of them.

“Oh fuck,” Shawn said. “Sometimes I hate being married.”

Shawn shook everyone’s hand, including mine. He took a long hard look at my naked body. I grabbed him and pulled him in for a hug. I put his hand on my ass.

“Think of me when you fuck your wife tonight,” I whispered into his ear.

His jaw dropped.

“Well,” he said, sweat forming on his forehead. “You all uh. You have a good night!”

With Shawn gone, there were three men. And me. I licked my lips and stared at their cocks. My boyfriend lead, unzipping his pants and taking out his thick cock. Everyone else followed suit. I dropped to my knees and gave each one of them a solid 3 minute blowjob while the others patiently waited, stroking their cocks.

I sucked their balls. I spat on them. I jerked them into my mouth. I slapped my face with their hard cocks and moaned as I rubbed my clit.

“You’re all SO hard,” I said between sucks.

“Can you deep throat?” One of them asked.

“I sure can,” I said shuffling on my knees towards his big cock. I took him down with ease, holding his cock in the back of my throat while I made eye contact with him and winked.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

I stood up and bent over the arm of the sofa in our living room and let them run a train on me. Each boy fucked my cunt for a solid 3-5 minutes, moving in and out so the others could have a turn. I rubbed my clit while they pounded me. My creamy pussy was so wet I was dripping onto the floor.

I hopped up on the arm of the sofa, facing them. I let them plow me missionary position, my legs over their shoulders. They moved in and one perfectly in sync. One cock slid out. Another slid in. And over and over and over. I rubbed my clit. I made myself cum twice. I couldn’t get enough.

I lined the three boys up and made them sit on the sofa. I straddled my boyfriend and rode him for a while. And then I moved to the others, giving them each a chance to have me ride them. They all sucked my hard nipples.

At one point, my boyfriend repositioned me so I was on the sofa in doggy style. He entered me from behind while another guy shoved his cock down my throat. The third man stood by, watching. Jerking off.

“Come here,” I said.

He walked over and I went back and forth sucking both cocks.

“Can you fit us both in your mouth?” He asked.

They looked at one another as if signing off on the move. I nodded and put both of their cocks in my mouth. I couldn’t really suck, but they both pumped their cocks in and out of my mouth at the same time. Saliva flowed out of my mouth onto the sofa. My boyfriend pumped away.

They rotated again and again, sharing my mouth, sharing my pussy. I was dripping with sweat. Exhausting and more aroused than you can imagine.

After a while of being used like a cheap whore, passed back and forth, I dragged myself onto my knees. They’d seen enough porn. They knew what to do.

All three men stood over me, masturbating, pumping their thick hard cocks over my pretty little face until one couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m cumming!” He grunted.

He stepped close and ejaculated. Four thick and heavy ropes of cum pumped onto my face, soaking me instantly. If this was the FIRST load, I couldn’t even imagine how messy I’d look once the others were done.

My boyfriend and his other friend stepped forward at the same time, shooting their cum in unison onto my face. Emptying their balls. Covering me in semen. I was trembling as I rubbed my clit.

“Yes!” I grunted. “Oh my god I can’t see anything!”

I made myself cum one more time and collapsed against the sofa. My face drenched in three thick loads. I licked my lips and tried to open my eyes, which felt glued shut.

“Babe,” I begged. Take a picture of me.”

My boyfriend grabbed his phone from the coffee table and snapped a photo of me and then filmed a little video while the cum dripped off my chin and onto my perky tits.

“Good girl,” he whispered.

“When is the next UFC thingy?” I asked, scooping their cum from my face and licking it off my fingers.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12eyttk/theres_always_that_one_friend_and_its_me_im_that

2 comments

  1. So fucking hot. You totally deserved a big sloppy kiss after this

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