We [MF] Spontaneously Fucked on Cam In Front of Her Childhood Friend [F]

Is there a quarantine genre yet?

Gonna try to keep the dialogue as neat and true as my memory serves. Was drinking, and this was a few nights ago.

My gf of a few years now, Kris, was raised in an old school southern Christian household before rebelling against the church and her racist ass parents. All thanks to the emo/pop scene. She’s petite and frail—sweet and bubbly to strangers with her accent having a slight little coo—but behind closed doors? Insatiable and even forceful. It’s amazing seeing her put on the innocent southern bell act, because I know this is the same girl who made me facefuck her in the hallway while her churchlife dad was visiting (and asleep around the corner).

So beneath the “yes ma’ams” and “sirs” is a tatted up body, some ink riding up her legs and cupping her firm round ass, and beneath her tight-fitting Little Mermaid shirts are some of my cum stains from public rendezvous(es? is this word naturally plural? ok, fuck it). She gets called “scene Taylor Swift” or just “Hayley Williams” a lot. Cute, tiny, and feisty.

Now, I work from home, and she’s recently unemployed because 2020 truly is a magical, dream-come-true year. Things are great, eh? Who’s feeling great? After work Thursday night, we invited our Discord server to party games for a distraction. Fairly new to the server was Haley, Kris’ old friend (“*I wouldn’t say my best friend by any means*”) from her hometown. The busty, sorta nerdy-yet-cute brunette was living the dream of being recklessly trashed off wine. From the little I’ve heard about her, she wasn’t as liberated from her strict upbringing as Kris and she tiptoed into her edgier jokes with this coy insecurity before acting appalled at herself.

But her facade cracked in the kitchen when Kris told me about the drunken lesbian experience they shared together at a high school party that “*began with Dance Gavin Dance karaoke and miiiiight have ended with me sucking on Haley’s nipple against the wall,*” she whispered to me through giggles, sponsored by PBR, in the kitchen while we refreshed our drinks.

My brain froze trying to desperately relive a memory I didn’t have. Not once had she brought up any sort of interest in other girls. Barely even comments about actresses or models. Actually, the joke is that I’m the one in the relationship more likely to go gay. Her peck on my cheek did little to reboot my system. I just stared blankly at her skinny little body skipping away back to her laptop, her Pokemon thigh highs hugging her long legs. When I sank back to my PC, I semi-ogled my girlfriend’s ex-hookup and couldn’t concentrate beyond daydreaming about her petting Kris’ deep red hair as her tongue circled around Haley’s puffy tits. Why couldn’t there be video of this? Shitfucks, dude. That *Black Mirror* eye camera episode.

It was soon down to the 3 of us, webcams on, watching YouTube and talking current events through a party call. Throughout the night, Haley’s southern accent thickened and her black sweater loosened, letting more of her pale skin peak through the valley between her breasts. A few of her buttons began social distancing, I guess. Smart move. Kris has a fleshy fun pair of tits, and they’ll forever be #1 in my eyes, but I think Haley is the reason why she once told me she had “*boob envy.*”

Eventually, I had company in my office. Likely for an excuse for Kris to sit on my lap in front of her friend who was “*notorious for aggressively flirting with every boy that came up to me.*” Competition between girls sounds unforgiving. Not a bf went by that Haley didn’t flirt with or try to outright snake, but she was now hundreds of miles away, I suppose. No harm? I pulled out the comfortable armchair so both of us fit while the conversation began lazily lilting until landing on Haley’s fiancé, who’s now losing interest in fucking her. He hides away to watch porn, won’t initiate sex, etc. Obvious red flags, I think, but all I could do was reassure her self-esteem.

> **Me:** “Doesn’t have to be cheating. Could be stress at work or something.”

>**Kris:** “You know what you do? Just grab the idiot’s head and say, ‘fuck me, asshole” she sloppily demonstrated on me, pushing my face into hers.

> **Haley:** “He’s the guy, that’s his job!”

> **Me:** “What? Helll no. Guys love initiation because we’re expected to be the ones who always do it. I think if we kept score, she’d actually have me beat there.”

I bounced the energetic girl scrambling through YouTube in my lap.

> **Haley:** “I’m surrrre she is,” she said suggestively. “I just ain’t that girl.”

I wondered how many times they actually fooled around. Could’ve just been that one night, but did it end there? Did a finger slip up a dress somewhere along the line? I doubt they ate each other out, but was that going to stop my imagination? Nah. In my head canon, Kris is more alpha personality, so she would force Haley’s mousy looking face down between her thighs and not let her up until—
My cock underneath Kris’ small pajama shorts must’ve been announcing itself, because in one swift movement, Kris stood up to adjust her seat, stuck her ass in my face, and likely gave Haley full view down her watermelon tank top.

> **Kris:** “Sorry. Bad chair,” she scolded me after plopping back down sideways, cradling her legs over both my lap and the arm of the cushioned chair, and then smacking me softly in my face.

Her giggle smelled 90-proof. My mind instantly told me to shut down the PC, pull her shorts down and shove her face down on my keyboard.

> “Try that again,” I warned. She did. Every bit harder, too, over Haley’s wooing.

She slapped me so hard that I knew she wanted to fuck really soon. So I smiled.

> **Haley:** “I have this all on camera. I have the evidence of abuse.”

> **Me:** “I’ll spank you right in front of your friend. You think I won’t?”

She lassoed my head into her and sucked on my lips before I could process. Her hips shimmied on my dick before she broke away with this “I win” smugness. Kris is normally this affectionate and horny, but when she’s drinking? Giving a little sting of pain makes her blush. And I don’t mean her cheeks.

> **Haley:** “Just saying. If you really wanna make money from home… Ya’ll got a camera.”

> **Kris:** “Shuttt the fuck up. I don’t have the ginormous tits for that. But you do, so you should totally do it. Just wear a low shirt and stream Just Chatting on Twitch. You’d be a richass thot. And I’ll be your mod that bands all the—what are they called—simps! (her new favorite word)”

> **Haley:** “Pfft. Uh huh. Doubt it’s that easy. My own boyfriend doesn’t even want to look at me, soooo. Butttt, I think a lot of people would pay to watch *ya’ll* bone.”

We pushed back for a bit. I feel like Kris tried to change the subject because now I was included in the smut talk.

~*fast forward*~
Haley pulled her sweater down off her shoulders so it now only covered her nipples.

> **Haley:** “Right here is where I want my lotus tattoo. Until all this quarantine shit started happening.”

> **Kris:** “But I see everyone with a lotus flower nowadays. I even have a small one on the back of my leg.”

She lifted her leg straight up in the air to show her emerald ink right underneath her buttcheek. In this upside down case, right above her barely visible asscheek.

> **Me:** “Are you practicing your camwhoring already!” I teased, reached around and smacked the lower part of her cheek.

She looked at me with her mouth hanging open in fake offense and raised her leg up again in faux defiance. I smacked her again, this time a bit closer to her pussy and a lot firmer. Her eyes stuck to me with this dare to play Chicken. Welp, I don’t lose those games, soooooo. I grabbed chunks of her ass in between smacks and began rubbing inside her yellow shorts. Her knee folded over my arm while she muttered a weird sound of pleasure mixed with protest. She hooked her arm around my neck from the front and suddenly I was massaging her clit through her shorts.

I don’t remember Haley saying anything while this all started. I figured she’d excuse herself and leave, but after coming up for air from sucking on Kris’ neck, I saw her sitting with her knees pulled in and leaning in a bit closer to her webcam.
Just watching us.

Kris reached back to suck whatever she could—my neck, chest, cheek, lips. I forced her shorts down and my fingers inside. I was soaked in seconds playing around with her pussy and grabbing a handful of her perky breast. Another girl watching me finger my girlfriend was, honestly, more awkward than I’d have thought.

*Like, how far could I go right now? What face am I making? I’ve been doing this for years, but am I even doing it right? This is their domain. Fuck, I made a mistake. Do I look attractive doing it? Goofy?*

*Chromatics* playing on YouTube calmed me down and made me feel more sexy, thankfully.

My tiny redheaded gf fought to get my jeans off me like my life depended on it.

*Ok, so we’re going there.*

She physically couldn’t be patient when we start getting going. Foreplay is a curse to her, so I usually slow her down and tease her, but knowing we had an audience, she uhhh… gave into fan servicing. Pulling my dripping fingers out of her, she throws her tank top on the floor and puts my cock front and center in front of her, grinding along the top and painting it in her pussy juice.

Maybe it’s sexist, but I feel like showing my dick to a stranger was a bigger deal than her showing her pussy. I blame American cinema for my sexism. Either way, this was that this was the first time I ever revealed myself to someone I wasn’t going to fool around with, and even though I’m not gigantic, I felt like I was being showed off. It felt almost as awesome as Kris’ fingers gently grazing my balls, which she knows makes me cum instantly. She’s the first girl in my love life to harness the power of the ballsack, amazingly, and by God am I grateful.

She lifted herself off my lap, so I grabbed her hips and dropped her down onto my cock—but not quietly. I’ll never forget her first high-pitched gasp like she was honestly surprised I did that. It wouldn’t be until later that night that I found out she wasn’t planning on going that far (whoops?). She admitted that she got up to turn around and blow me and then go to Round 2 offscreen. She didn’t resist me easing into her tiny pussy, softening her up before fully tearing into her.

Kris was now bouncing on my dick with honest surprise, and sometime during this, one of Haley’s hands sank beneath her desk. Kris leaned back and buried her head in my neck either to flex her skinny body or hide her ‘fucking face’ from her friend. Looking back at it now, I kind of feel bad lol. The first time I even slightly misread her. I tried not to look ahead either, but a pillowy white tit was being played with on my screen. Mind you, the video quality wasn’t amazing, but it was enough.

It felt like nobody said a word for an entire hour, and Kris’ lips never fully closed due to her constant gasping in my ear. All I could remember were my hands attacking her clit and pulling on her nipples while she slammed down on me. I made an effort to try not to look at Haley obviously pleasuring herself with this wine-induced zombie-like trance. It looked like she was just tweaking her nipple and pushing into her giant cushion, but her other shoulder gave it away that she was drilling into herself below deck.

Haley’s sweater fell down completely and all care was absent. Kris was stealing glances and whispering something breathy. To me, Haley, herself—I couldn’t tell ya. The fact that she was more likely than not imagining sucking on Haley’s tit again, this time while riding me, was about to make me explode inside of her. I warned her, and she started gently scratching my balls until I gasped and braced myself. She pulled me out of her and jerked me off all over her stomach.

Everything went into slow motion. Kris bombarded me with kisses, but Haley definitely wasn’t done. After we all laughed to ourselves awkwardly and took another shot of our drinks, Haley said goodnight and logged off reallll quick.

We haven’t heard from her until last night when she tagged us in Discord with a “wyd?”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fnfa4b/we_mf_spontaneously_fucked_on_cam_in_front_of_her