**Note: This story is long. I’m old, I ramble. It happens. Sorry I forgot to add that in the tags.
We made it across the street, through the park and to the hallway for Megan’s apartment while holding together cohesion alright. Once we were in the hall though Jolene leaned down over my shoulder from behind, nibbling my neck as she rubbed me through my pants. Normally that’s my favorite thing to do with women… but I found myself perfectly fine with this little role reversal. A growl escaped my throat, a little too deep to be called a moan. I could feel her shiver against me back when it happened.
“Fuck not yet, I have neighbors!” Megan hissed, grabbing me to pull me away from Jolene, as if I was the one who started it. I apologized quietly, staring at my feet in shame as she made her way over to open the door, somehow convincing myself that it was indeed my fault.
We tumbled through the door, Megan tossing her keys onto the couch before she grabbed her shirt in that usual cross armed girl fashion, ripping it off and tossing it away as well. Megan normally wore baggy men’s clothing, because it was cheaper she said. It made her look a little androgynous sometimes, though it could never really hide her breasts which were probably C cups, but as short as she was, they were quite full. For maybe the first time since I had met her I was starkly aware she was a woman, and not just my friend.
With her bra off she had very clear and strong tan lines, a slightly more yellow coffee tan gave way sharply to pale white, and light brown nipples. She stretched and intentionally bounced on her toes a few times while grinning. “Much better…” she sighed. “Hey, doofus, you’re here for someone else’s tits.” she exclaimed before working on her own pants.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I quickly looked back to Jolene, somewhat emboldened by her own movement earlier I stepped forward and grabbed her hips to press her back against the door. It felt strange to pop up on my toes to give her a kiss, but was still something I could get used to.
Jolene started to slide her shirt off, and as it came up I broke the kiss, and slid my hands up to touch any skin that had just been exposed.Like the day before she wasn’t wearing anything under the shirt, apparently wanting to tease me a little more and build me up throughout the day.
Jolene had a somewhat light tan line thanks to her tendency more to densely freckle than tan. There was a spattering of freckles across her shoulders and chest that just slowly grew more and more sparse until there was nothing but pale skin. Her breasts were barely large enough to fill my hand in spite of being a little taller than me… not that I complained, they complimented her graceful frame perfectly and I found they were just as sensitive, with the added bonus of being able to reach anywhere I needed with little work. She gave another gasp as I cupped one breast with my hand, massaging it firmly. I ran my tongue along the other, starting at the bottom and working my way to the nipple. As I moved I would occasionally pause and give a gentle, sucking kiss until finally I reached the goal and swirled my tongue around it while sucking it past my lips.
I had honestly forgotten about our audience until I felt hands snake around my hips and unbutton my slacks, quickly grabbing them and my underwear. I looked back to see Megan’s face sliding up along my side and under my arm. She licked Jolene’s chest with a laugh before suddenly sliding down again, and down went my pants.
Turned on as I was my cock sprung quickly when the pants were out of the way, slapping against Jolene’s thigh through her skirt, eliciting a snicker from her and well one of the two behind me.. and maybe myself a little. It was pretty funny.
Now I remembered there was an audience, and unfortunately I think the best way to describe my dick is “average in every way.”
Having only seen porn, and well a very particularly gifted friend of mine in person, I was of course expecting to hear disappointed groans as I failed to produce nine inches at least, but Jolene certainly didn’t seem to mind. I felt her hands slide down and stroke my shaft a few times, her smooth skin cool against mine. We both gave a hungry moan as my cock bounced in her hand.
“Bedroom.” Jolene stated. Again one of those orders, though she didn’t bother making it sound like a question this time. I nodded and stepped out of my pants to make my way over, pulling off my shirt as I did so.
“Oh my god, you take your shirt off like a girl!” Megan exclaimed, hurrying me to the bedroom. I looked back for a moment in confusion before Mike nodded.
“You do, you do that arms crossed thing and start at the bottom.” he explained as he took off his own shirt in what I figure was a manly way as demonstration.
I was now firmly aware of the fact that I had two of my friends as an audience while I was getting ready to fuck another one of our friends, and realized they would likely be giving commentary. Embarrassment and a little shame welled up for a moment, but it did absolutely nothing to stop my erection. Jolene was right behind me as I was being ushered away, circling around us, she gave Megan a playful slap across the backside, then jumped on the bed, pulling up her skirt slowly as she looked me in the eye.
The world fell away again as I met her eyes, seeing the lust in her expression, the clear hunger in her eyes, and the way her breath already quickened drove me on harder on an instinctual level. I didn’t know consciously what I was seeing so to speak, but my animal brain knew well the expression of a woman that wants to fuck you ragged.
Her eyes dipped down and I could tell she was staring at my dick as her hands tightened along her thighs, sliding her skirt out of the way so I could see her already glistening lips. Unlike apparently many frequenters of this board she wasn’t shaved, but her black hair was short, likely she at least kept some amount of trimming in her routine, all the better for summer bathing suits. Her inner folds showed a little past her outer labia, and were just the right size I knew I could suck on them and pull one at a time into my mouth while running my tongue along them. I loved that feeling for some reason. “You’re as wet as me…” she whispered, we both broke into childish giggles as I looked down and nodded.
“Err yeah sorry been thinking about this for a bit…” I admitted while dribbling a little more precum from my tip.
Jolene shifted her balance, easing herself onto her butt and off her knees, parting her knees in clear invitation. I took in the sight of her wet pussy for more than a few seconds, a tingle of excitement running down my spine… and a slight pause as I remembered the audience. Finally I took the invitation and wrapped an arm around her hips as I slid into place over her. She easily let herself roll the rest of the way onto her back, gently lifting her hips as I pulled them closer. I kissed along her chest and up to her shoulder, letting my teeth scrape gently across the skin at the meeting of her neck and shoulder. She let out a moan and used one of her hands to guide me to her opening. Then I heard a loud smack and felt a sharp sting across my ass.
I winced and jumped from the surprise and looked back, Mike was now also naked, but back on the couch that happened to be by the bed. Despite being a bit shorter he was definitely a bit bigger, uncircumcised… which was actually the first time I had seen one in an aroused state. Thankfully he was also still a good distance away. “Wasn’t me.” he replied before letting his eyes obviously look back over Jolene. Jolene, for her part bit her lip as she looked him over.
Right behind me was Megan. Now minus pants I could see she was waxed, or shaved. Either way there was nothing blocking the sight of the very clear tan lines she had, cutting off sharply at a point that implied she often went to the beach in tiny shorts instead of a bikini. I’ll admit I looked between her legs a little longer than was probably polite even in this context, especially transfixed as her hand was still slowly stroking along her lips, though they were out of view from my angle. Her other hand was grabbing a condom.
“You’re not getting my friend pregnant in my bed.” She ordered. She stopped rubbing herself long enough to open the wrapper and handed it to me, making it clear there was no question. I found myself taking a sudden deep breath without thinking when I realized I could smell her on her hand when it came closer.
Jolene groaned in frustration as I looked down at her. She bit her lip for a moment before nodding. “I don’t want you to pull out… so you’re putting that on.”
Well it was an order. I slid the condom on, trying to make the process as sexy as I could for Jolene. To be honest, I don’t mind condoms at all, maybe they lower sensitivity a little sometimes, but you can still feel all the important things, plus it honestly feels really good to have cum build up all that pressure under the ring before you finally push hard enough to flood it all through. Even liking them though, there is no real way to make the process of putting them on anything but awkward.
I looked over Megan for a moment as well, she sat down on the couch next to Mike, spreading her legs just a little as she lifted her knees. She was showing herself to me as she started to stroke her lips. Hand moving from bottom to top a few times to gather together moisture. I watched maybe a little longer than I needed too as her fingers then started to move in lazy circles towards her front, her fingers slowly trying to coax out her clit I assumed after a moment. With the condom in place Jolene grabbed my jaw and pulled my attention back to her.
Our lips met forcefully as she shoved her tongue into my mouth. I responded in kind, driven by a instinct to meet force with force. Our tongues wrestled as time passed unnoticed by me. When the kiss finally broke she caught my lower lip between her teeth, practically panting as she let me move my body back down hers. “Fuck me.” I couldn’t tell if the tone in her voice was her giving me a confident but breathless order, or desperate begging, but either way I was more than happy to do what she asked.
Her legs wrapped around me, helping to line my dick up with her wet lips. I felt her cool fingers caressing along my length. I moaned a little bit at the feeling, blushing at being so easy for her to play. I could see the smile on her face as she likely thought the same thing. Then I felt heat along my glans. I pushed slowly and felt the heat slowly working it’s way further down.. But then is stopped. A little more pressure and still the heat stayed as pressure built up along the base of my cock.
“Are you okay?” I asked, suddenly worried. “Are you too dry, I can eat you out if…” she put a hand over my mouth again, giving a slight growl of frustration, followed by a smile.
“You’re doing fine. I’m just tight.” Some women may brag about that sure, but it became clear after a moment she wasn’t lying. “Don’t stop.”
I pushed forward gently and carefully building pressure until I felt myself sliding into her. She wasn’t kidding about being tight either. I had never actually felt a woman squeezing along my entire cock like that. It was almost painful, but a sort of pain that was quite enjoyable.
She moaned as I continued to slide in, and it was my turn to smile at her.
Once I was balls deep I paused for a moment to catch my breath, getting used to her heat, and the slight pressure in places I hadn’t felt it before. “You really are tight…” I panted, starting to slide out slowly, then back in. One hand went under her arm and against the bed to brace my weight. The other let go of her hips so I could slide down with her, letting her but rest against the sheets again while I cupped one breast with a hand. My lips latched onto her nipple again as I gently slide my tongue across the sensitive nub.
“No touching…” I heard Megan say from the couch, I looked over to see her laying on her back now. Here knees apart and on either side of Mike’s hips. He was laying over her, one hand on the armrest to balance himself as he leaned over her.
They were not very far apart at all, and with Megan’s thigh blocking some of the view it certainly looked to me like there was plenty of touching.. One of her hands was down between her legs, the other resting on her chest,openly groping her chest, bouncing her full breasts a little now and again and giving a squeeze now and again. Whether it was done for her benefit or ours I’m still not sure.
Mike’s other hand was between Megan’s legs as well, moving quickly. Looking back our way and seeing that we were both watching them Megan moved her leg so we can see that Mike was stroking his cock just above her mound, each of them looking at each other or to us, and only not having sex by the most technical of terms. Neither of them was actually touching the other, but they were clearly using each other’s bodies as much as Jolene and I were.
Megan shook her head again as she watched Jolene and I, still slowly grinding against each other. She shook her head. “We only have a couple minutes LingLing… and she said fuck her, not make love. She wanted that romantic shit she’d get a boyfriend, don’t make this weird.”
I looked back to Jolene to see what she had to say and she nodded. Eagerly. One hand grabbed my ass and started to pull me in, hard, while her other hand moved to my scalp, her nails dug into the skin sharply, tinging the comforting massage with a little pain. Both of those things caused me to jerk forward, slamming into her hard. Her breath stopped for a moment, I felt her clench down on my cock, driving another growl from my lips, but quickly quieted when I was worried I hurt her.
Jolene shook her head. “Again.” she demanded.
I pulled out of her slowly and nodded before driving my hips forward again just as hard, a little more confident this time. “You like that?”
“Yeah… fuck me like that.” She pulled me into her again with the hand on my ass, encouraging me to go hard again, so I did. I leaned in and bit down a little on her shoulder as I slammed into her again, picking up the pace, and her hand tightened in my hair again, pulling me down into her.
I wrapped an arm around her hips again and lifted her up a little bit as she wrapped her legs more firmly around me, using my arm to pull her up into me, then began to pick up the pace.
“N-no… not fast.” she gapsed. “Just hard.”
It was the first time I’d heard someone ask for that but nodded and tried my best to keep myself at a steady pace, fucking her hard enough that our hips clapped as we came together without jack hammering her. Her body started to grow more tense, and as I set a rhythm she set she let got of my hips and moved her hand between her legs. I could feel her fingers brush against me occasionally as she toyed with her own clit.
I wasn’t going to be able to keep it up for long, somehow the space between thrusts made it harder to keep control, each time I pounded her it was like the first time all over again, each sensation new in and of itself instead of blending together, not to mention the feeling of her bearing down on me so tightly.
She could feel it maybe before I could really tell because her hand in my hair pulled me back up just a little bit so she could look down into my eyes. “Don’t stop… tell me how bad you wanted this. Tell me how many times you’ve thought about cumming in my pussy.”
I was honestly having trouble connecting this woman with the one I knew. The normally aloof, calm, sometimes bashful, but always in control woman with the one under me, full of passion, hunger and maybe saying things that should have raised red flags if I wasn’t so turned on, but this side of her was just that much hotter knowing it was always there hiding under the mask.
In normal eloquent fashion I replied. “Bad.” in a moan. I heard Megan and Mike snicker and shook my head, Rude but they had a point.
“Come on, like you did yesterday.” one of them said… I wasn’t paying attention to who.
“For weeks. I wanted you so bad. I saw you leaning over your desk to get your drink and I wanted to lean you all the way over and take you right there. I wanted to slip under your desk and eat you out while everyone was working, feeling your… fuck…”
“Don’t stop!” she exclaimed as my body shuddered. I had hit a point of no return, nothing I could do now would stop it, but I held on as long as I could, holding back the cum with every bit of willpower I had while trying to continue talking. My dick pulsed, hardening to the point of pain, driving another moan from me before I could continue talking again.
“Feeling you squirm in your chair until everyone left… then slide you back in the chair… use the chair like a swing so you don’t have to do anything but enjoy… it… until I cum all over your pussy…” That was the longest I could hold on, the words just changed to an incoherent moan as I slammed myself balls deep inside of her. It’s a damn good thing I had a condom on because I could already feel it as it flooded past the ring. Being teased most of the day, thinking about her for weeks, finally having her body pressed against mine, her moans and the shattered image I had of her all building up. The feeling I love from the condom, the pressure building up until it finally pushes through ran all the way along my cock. She was squeezing so tightly I could feel every jet making its way through every inch of my length.
After the first pulse inside of her, her knees jerked up as she called my name. That only made me cum even harder, especially as I felt her inner walls spasm along my cock. “Keep… going!” she exclaimed. I nodded and tried. Each time another spasm or shiver ran down my body I slammed deep inside of her, driving another moan from her, then started to pull out once more, only to go back in again.
At first it felt awesome. I came in her longer than I ever had before, still trying to continue talking between growls. “Watch my cum run down your legs.” I groaned, brain no longer filtering anything I was saying. “Licking you clean and pressing your back to the wall as I kiss you, making you taste both of us…” The fuck was I even saying anymore? Shit was just coming out. Was that okay? Oh well it was already said… and she seems to be liking it!
Her breathing became erratic as I kept going, I could see goosebumps forming on her skin and found myself leaning down to lick at them before biting down on her shoulder again. She was panting and moaning and every time her body twitched her inner walls clenched down on me again is short, strong bursts.
I didn’t want it to stop, so I kept going even after it started to hurt from overstimulation. I needed this so badly for so long I couldn’t stop. My balls had gone dry and started to ache as well as they tried to find some hidden reserves that just didn’t exist. Still she kept thrashing and calling my name and asking for more until finally there was nothing left.
My body gave out entirely, failing at making one last thrust forward. Instinct just took over and I pulled out of her unable to take it anymore, hand holding the condom in place. I rested my cock along her mound, still feeling her body twitching a little from aftershocks as she cupped my jaw and tilted my head back to look at her. I started to apologize for stopping but she pulled me up into another deep kiss. Less hungry and urgent than the last but still impassioned. We stayed tangled together until our breathing finally returned to normal.
“Was it everything you thought it would be?” she finally asked, pulling herself out from under me as I rolled over onto my back.
“You’re way better than my imagination…” I panted, looking down to try and pull off the condom. I half expected to find it full of blood at this point but thankfully I hadn’t broken anything. It was still slick from her, and it took me a moment to finally start getting some progress on it. Once I had it tied off I realized that it was almost comically filled. At least I laughed about it a little as I waved it over to Megan. “Damn good thing you had this.”
About this moment I noticed that she was still on her back on the couch, her and Mike were still as close as they could get without touching, but I noticed that both of Megan’s hands were running up and down her thighs. Mike was mostly still, just still breathing deeply and quickly.
“Let me see.” she said, pulling herself up from the couch, giving Mike an almost but not quite kiss as she did so, pushing him aside with her forehead, getting him to sit back instead of leaning over her. I couldn’t help but look and saw some white on his hand, and noticed the skin along his length was shining. With a blush I looked away… realizing that it seemed a little odd to blush in front of someone who just watched me fuck his friend.
Megan’s lower belly and breasts were streaked with white, apparently while not okay with them touching each other she had no problem with letting someone cum on her. My eyes were locked on the way her hips swayed, her bald pussy having left some sheen of fluid along her thighs and up along part way to her belly… or maybe she had let Mike cum on her pussy and was playing with it. I couldn’t really tell and was in no mind to ask, I was too busy enjoying the way her breasts jiggled and caused the cum to move while she walked over. “Damn Jo… how long were you teasing him?” she asked, stepping over to try and take the condom from me… apparently really not worried about getting anything on her.
“Long enough…” Jolene said looking over Megan for a moment. She pulled the other woman into the bed. Megan squirmed for a moment, and I found myself about ready to go again as Jolene started to lick her clean. Starting at Megan’s neck and working her way down, licking the cum streaking her tits, then down along her belly, and finally making her way down along to lick her pussy for a few more moments. Apparently Jolene was not part of the “no touching” rule.
Mike and I watched the entire process, I moved to the couch, figuring maybe it was best to let them have the bed to finish. Just as I sat down Jolene got up and made her way over to us. Kneeling down she first licked Mike from base to tip, cleaning him before moving over to me and licking me clean as well… which took a little longer.
I was painfully aware of the fact that Mike’s cum was filling her mouth, but it felt damn good, and I’d been thinking of being with her so hard I was still happy for the experience.
Megan had that grin on her face… the one that told me to be worried, but I had no idea what about.
I figured out quickly enough though as Jolene suddenly slid up my body, hands on my shoulders to hold me in place as she gave me another hungry kiss, her tongue urgently sliding past my lips.
I resisted for a bit, now very well aware of the fact that I now knew quite well how both my cum and Mike’s tasted. Part of me was extremely grossed out, and tried to fight back… but the other part of me was already up and running again from having watched Jolene licking Megan clean, and hearing Megan’s moans this time. I mean how bad was it? It wasn’t the first time I had kissed a girl with cum in her mouth… that time was different though. That part also realized I was tasting Megan in there somewhere as well.
I struggled with what to do as my body both simultaneously thought this was really, really gross, and really really hot. Was this because of that stuff I kept saying while I was cumming? I was lucky it even came out as English. I’ll give you a hint ladies, if I guy says anything in the midst of an orgasm, he has no idea what the fuck he’s saying. Those are just sounds coming out of his mouth that resemble words.
“You were going to do it to me.” she reminded me and I had to sheepishly admit from her point of view at least turnabout was fair play. I leaned in again to steal another kiss, letting her know it was alright. She started to sit up… then locked eyes on Mike.
“Oh fuck no!” he exclaimed, jumping over the back of the couch to escape as Jolene tried to give chase, giggling like mad. She was still pretty nimble, but her legs gave out well before his did, sending Jolene tumbling in a heap into a pile of clothes on the floor. She began to laugh even harder.
The rest of us started to laugh as well. My eyes wandered to Megan, still laying on the bed, still naked. I enjoyed looking over her tan lines for a few more moments, the contrast between dark skin and pale. I had to admit I liked the sight of her naked, she looked good, but I didn’t have that same primal lust that looking at Jolene gave me for some reason.
Megan I could hang out with at a nude beach and probably be fine… though I would never have any problems performing if she asked. I could see her even like this and still control myself.
My eyes drifted back over to Jolene… and well I could certainly not be at a nude beach with her. Something about her just filled me with a primal need. I could already feel it stirring again as I looked at her. She was sprawled out on the floor still, legs splayed a little, laying on her side and giggling like crazy.. I realized she was still watching me… she was watching me as I watched Megan as well. I made my way over to help her up hoping I hadn’t done something stupid.
“You still look at us different.” she said.
“Okay you horny fucks that’s enough we already don’t have enough time for a shower before we get back, you don’t have time for a round two.” Megan said, throwing our clothes back at us… well what she could find, which was… really not much. I had left mine all over the damn house.
I tried to shuffle into my clothes as best as I could, smelling like sex still. Looks like we’d be taking the stairs for the rest of the day no fucking way we were getting close to anyone if we could help it.
“I honestly don’t know why… “ I replied once I was in some amount of clothing.
“It’s okay… it’s still hot.” she assured me. “Do you think you can keep it under control now though?”
I shook my head after a moment. “Well any time we’re alone I’m going to be thinking about how you looked on your back… and the way you moaned… but I think I can keep it in my pants.”
Jolene bit her lip again… something I would later learn was a sign she was getting turned on again.
Megan stepped in and nodded as she lead us all back out the door, still smelling all like each other rather obviously, and maybe a couple minutes behind. “Just remember not to make it get weird okay?” She reminded me, apparently not worried about Jolene at least. “Next round you’re watching with me.” she explained.
Jolene blushed and nodded as she looked to Mike.
We wouldn’t manage things like this very often, but it wasn’t the only time we did, and it certainly gave us something else to talk about while testing the network when we knew we were going to be locked away all by ourselves.
One topic that came up was how open to all this Mike seemed, I couldn’t understand how he was so cool about everything going on and just rolling with it, but apparently there had been a few conversations that had taken place over the past couple of weeks about things of that nature. Jolene had talked to Megan, Megan talked with Mike… then talked to Jolene again and.. Well okay pretty much looking at it now Megan was totally the one organizing all of this.
Megan had brought up the idea with her husband at least well before that of inviting Jolene over to be with them, as I found out much later. By this point they’d already had a least a night together, which is part of why Jolene was so comfortable talking about it I realized.
I did get to have some fun with Megan as well with her husband’s permission some time later but… I’m not sure he knew too many details about this particular encounter. I’ll admit to some guilt about it, but I’m not entirely sure the details of the deal that Megan had with her husband… so was never entirely sure if what happened here was considered cheating or not and considering the can of worms asking after the fact would cause I just tried to ignore it and tell myself he totally knew what was going on. He certainly had no problem with her being covered in cum when he was present.
After a few talk with Jolene I found most of the draw for her was that she’d always had a fantasy about someone just taking her and using her like an animal, which was why she kind of liked the look, however she also very much liked being in control, and knew pretty well that I would follow any orders she gave, making it a safe way for her to explore that particular fantasy, the hard part was pushing herself to bring it up with me.
Of course they both did make it very clear while we might still do things with each other, that they had no interest in making anything more of the relationship. We were still friends, but there wouldn’t be any more than that. Megan had a husband and wasn’t looking for any more people to share that relationship with, especially ones that would get all clingy and weird. It was just something fun to do. Me and Mike being 20 years olds were perfectly fine with that, at least for a while.
Jolene had the same view, and a year later started to actually date someone else. We still hung out and stayed friends but we stopped having any sexy times when she started seeing him.
It was also amusing when we ran into each other at the same restaurant while on dates, both of us trying not to give any appearance we had done it like animals while in front of our SO’s. That was another hilariously awkward story… but probably not one that fits on this board.
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