Brandy and I had a nice erotic messaging relationship and still do. We kept our distance mostly, and let our sexual tensions build. We would see each other from time to time, but nothing happened.
She had messaged earlier, excited about this business shindig. Movers and shakers, people in suits all that. I am not a mover or a shaker. I’m the dirty hands clean money type. Attractive, tatted, hard working life type. Which also gives me an intimidating persona, to most who don’t know me.
She’d be going with our old friend from school days, Melody. Melody was fancy too. I hadn’t spoken to her, or thought about her since I was a pup. Melody’s husband, who was also a business type was going to take them, and they were going to have a good time. I was happy for her, but as far as my interest went, it was truly a thought of “this doesn’t interest me in the least.” I just texted “have fun and be safe.”
I worked 16 hours that day and I was spent, but I couldn’t sleep. My phone rang. It never rings. I never answer anyway, but at 1130 at night from Brandy, was concerning.
Of course she was drunk and there was some sort of drama. “Yeah yeah don’t worry about it. I’ll be there as soon as I can. Yup, leaving right now.”
I made my way to “pretentious central.” My beat to hell chevy crew cab 3500 dually, certainly didn’t rub elbows with all the amazing cars up and down the street for sure. I had to call her twice, after I sent a text, and she finally answered. I would have to drive around the block, which I was already doing and there they were. Evening gowns, heels, and sparkles, and WOW! Melody had done a fantastic job growing up.
I had to do a slight tough guy intervention to some douchebags in suits who had been hassling them since she called me. Just the cock of my head, “I will break you” look. Nothing over the top.
I’m wearing sweat shorts, a hoody, a backwards ball cap, and flip flops, driving a truck only a father could love, picking up 2 of the most beautiful women on the planet, dressed to the nines. Most would think I probably had “sucker” tattooed on my forehead, for knowing I was picking up these two, with no thought of getting laid.
Of course they’re starving and chatty. I hear, Melody’s husband started drinking early, they had all done some coke, and out of nowhere he walks out with a woman and gets into his car and drives off. Leaving his wife and my friend stranded. We “run for the border” (taco bell) and I pay. They eat happily and continue on with the “fuck him” conversation and the “turn up the song” stuff.
In a physical sense, Brandy can have any guy or girl she wanted, and lived that way. She was firm, petite, has a runners body, and was perfectly proportioned. Melody was just as firm, but her hips and breasts were perfectly soft and sculpted. I was the happiest, designated driver, for the view at least.
I get them to Brandy’s house. No way Melody was headed home. Also the 2 had a relationship. Nothing Brandy went into detail with, but mentioned occasionally. During the drive, Brandy was testing my waters her hand rubbing my shorts up on my thighs trying to get a rise out of me. She did. Brandy gets out and I go to the back and help Mel. She’s giggly and I reach for her and she climbs on me, her beautiful lifted breasts right in my face, nearly knocking me over.
I’m commanded to come in the house, Brandy has a dominating way about her especially when she’s been drinking. I’m inside and brandy goes for the liquor cabinet. Mel had asked for my help with her zipper and I obliged. Her dress dropped exposing her beautiful pale skin. She unhooked her bra and her magnificent full breasts fell happily after defying the gravity they were forced to overcome.
Brandy was out of the kitchen, with shots of vodka. They went down fast. She pulled her hair to the side and I did my duty with her zipper as well. Her tanned body had a caramel tone to it, and her thong just added more dimension to her fabulously sculpted ass. I was hard and it was distinctly noticeable through my shorts. “And you’re wearing clothes, why?” Was all Brandy had to ask. I was pulling off my hooded sweatshirt and my shorts were just pulled down.
We walked into Brandy’s bedroom and the girls stripped the rest of the way. Brandy was the ring leader. She made all the commands. While Melody’s kiss was passionate and mind erasing, Brandy’s was more like a lizard flicking her tongue fighting with my mouth. She did the same to Mel. I laid down on the bed as instructed and Brandy parked her ass and pussy in my face as mel straddled me. “I want to watch you fuck him, hun.” I felt her warm moist pussy wrap around my shaft as she sunk onto it. She made a noise as it happened and I felt her muscles deep inside squeeze me and realease.
My focus maintained on Brandy’s pussy. My mouth and tongue doing everything I could to hear her moans as she would slam herself into my face and then pull herself up. Melody was just riding away on me. She coated my cock with her juices so much so they were glazing my balls. I could feel the temperature change all the way past my taint. Their moans filled my slightly muffled ears making them cum was not to difficult a task. Brandy knew I was getting ready to cum. I could feel everyone but me changing positions as, Mel dismounted me and Brandy moved and my cock was in her mouth. Mel was kissing me, her hand on my stomach and came in Brandy’s mouth.
We laughed and played for a bit, Mels exhaustive orgasms placed her on the bench for a minute and I had Brandy’s petite frame in the air against the wall and then onto the bed where it became a pound fest, even I was losing my breath. I finally pulled out and sprinkled my cum on Brandy’s stomach which Mel lapped up.
We laid in bed, boy, girl, girl silent for about 20 25 mins. Brandy was out cold. I was awake and then Mel gets up. I watch her go into Brandy’s dresser and pull out a tank top, put it on, and head to the kitchen. I follow. I needed to leave and get some sleep. Mel is in the kitchen and the glow of the street lights outside through the kitchen window have made her silhouette even more exquisite than it already was. Her breasts barely contained inside the top and her ass was perfection.
I walked behind her and hugged her. Her thoughts of everything that night seemed to be getting to her. She pulled me in closer and asked if we could do this again just us away from it all. I agreed we should, and then she backed her ass against my hardening cock and we had our last round together that day in our friends kitchen, her bent over a sink.
Brandy kept me at bay for a few weeks, but I’m back to being her sounding board and getting the occasional nude and panty shots.
Mel and I began to find whatever moments we could. We would meet at the store “accidentally” or bump into each other somewhere. We have slowed down somewhat as our married lives have gotten back on track. We message often still. At one point she was in a fight with her husband and moved into her parents house. They would spend the winters down south so she stayed there. In her old house, in our old neighborhood we grew up in. My wife, gone again on “business” I get a text. It just said “wish you were here”. And attatched was a picture of her finger in her wet pussy.
I made it there in five minutes.
She opened the door and it was a feverish fuck fest. We fought for dominance and control the whole time. She was loud and unchained, it was glorious. She grabbed my cock and finished me off. We enjoyed the after glow breifly and she said I had to leave, because Brandy would be by in 20 mins. She just wanted to have my cock in her pussy and mouth to see if Brandy would notice.
Like I said, we continue to this day. We strangely have no secrets or fantasies from each other and even Brandy doesn’t know. Her husband still fucks around, my wife still fucks around and we do too. We’re all just fine about it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/br3myf/my_friends_with_benefits_and_a_drunken_rescue
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