It's Saturday ! I thought to myself as I awoke to the sun shining into my windowpane through slightly cracked blinds. Saturday is the day I always spend with my best friend Jennifer. We have been supporter for eld and stayed Friend through my teenage gestation as well as two subsequent divorcement.

Through all that Jennifer has stayed a true and calm friend. So even though we met in schoolhouse and could easily have drifted apart, we just stayed stuffy. I always think of her when I see a funny meme, or I get a random fact stuck in my head.

At thirty four my circle of admirer has significantly shrunk. Especially after my divorces. My ex apparently bad mouthed me all over town and my so called friends look down their nozzle at me now when I see them.

Anyhow, It's Sabbatum and I get up and do my dawn grooming routine. Then I dress and hop into my car. I make nice money as a software engine driver. It allows me to work from home and reach a becoming living. So my car is a fully restored 1967 Henry Ford II Mustang fastback. I had it painted fervency engine red and made sure I got a model with the 390 cubic inch engine.

At three hundred twenty horsepower, my little darlin purrs like a very wild kitty. Anyways, I shifted cogwheel and backed out of my driveway. I took the tenacious way to Jennifers house and rolled down my window. It was brisk and the trees were turning beautiful atomic number 79 and red. I live in a city called Middleton in the northern half of the continental United States.

My fuzz whipped around in the wind as I drove, tickling my neck. I usually put it in a ponytail but today was my most casual day. I was wearing denim shorts, the ones with spandex in them. What ? They are so much sluttish to put on. My ass is bighearted than it used to be and I need all the tricks at my electric pig.

I pulled into Jennifers driveway a picayune after 8 AM and walked to the terrace door on the side of her business firm. It doesn't lock and I just slipped right in. I could try her in the kitchen, clanking and banging pans together. So I snuck around the quoin and jumped out at her."Boo, got you !"I said after I landed with my hands in the air and my feet spread ridiculously.

Jennifer jumped a substructure in the air, a panicked feeling on her face. When she landed she spun toward me and started cursing."What the fuck, Joyce. Are you trying to return me a philia tone-beginning ? If you ever fucking do that again I swear I will… why are you laughing so hard ? This isn't funny !"I was nearly stoop twice I was laughing so intemperately. I tried fruitlessly to trip up my breath, her red nerve and pissed flavour making me laugh so much harder,"Ha huff time lag a sec, whoo wee that was rum !"

I took another deep breath and looked at her. She wasn't so red anymore and she had a picayune grin of her own gracing her sass."You nearly made me shit my knickers Joyce, I hate it when you do that ! I swear I'll get that patio threshold fixed one of the days !"I giggled and walked over to her and gave her a big warm hug. Now Jennifer might seem small but its deceptive. Her manner and body language cover a thin-skinned personality. She is about six inches shorter than me but in way better shape.

I always wish I had the effort to form out as much as she does but I guess near mass wish the same, especially when friends with someone like Jennifer. Her body has been many guy wet aspiration I'm sure."So what are you making ?"I asked her. She blinked up at me for a here and now then stepped back from our embrace and walked to the stove.

"well I was making an omelette before you scared me into future week."She said as she resumed poking at her omelette with a spatula. I sat at the heel counter after pouring myself a cup of coffee berry. I know where all her loving cup are and everything else in her house of course of action. I've been here a million sentence after all.

I sipped my umber and she finished her omelet and sat across from me."So what have you been up to the last few weeks ?"She asked me very innocently. Her fake coy act cracked me up a little. I grinned at her and she winked."Yes, I have an update on the whole threesome idea you gave me."I then proceeded to tell her what my experience had been like.

She listened avidly. Her optic stayed focused on me, barely blinking and I must say, it was intense. Jennifer's eyes are a sparkle green and she can burn off a yap with those eyes it seems like sometimes. I stumbled a few times while telling my history, not used to her intense scrutiny. When I finished she blinked and leaned back into her chair.

She inhaled and dropped down out of her chair."Let's go into the bread and butter room, I want to be comfortable."Then she strode into the living room with a ascertain stride. I stared at her back as she walked away. I wasn't used to these form of commands from her. She was usually a little more suggestive instead of demanding. I guess she is feeling herself this sunrise or something.

I moved into the living room and joined Jennifer on the sofa. She gave me a serious look and said"I knew you would like fucking two guys at once. You know how I know that James Joyce ?"I shook my straits, ineffective to see where she was headed in this conversation."It's because you, sweetheart, are a tart. I always suspected but this confirms it. You're a cyprian and and a slut. You like two guys at the same time and I bet that now you will never be able to just fuck a guy without thinking about that threesome."

I just stared into her heart. I was completely floored by her words. I wasn't a red cent whore ! Was I ? She smiled at me. Her smile was all teeth and it wasn't a particularly nice smile."Here I'll prove it"Jennifer reached out and grabbed my expression with both manus. She then jerked me forward roughly and kissed me, hard.

I was shocked and a little scared. I didn't react at first, unable to treat what was happening. The she nipped my lip with her tooth and matter low in my belly responded. I leaned into the osculation and she snaked her tongue into my rima oris, flicking it over my teeth as she did so.

I tentatively stroked my own tongue over hers. Jennifer slid one of her script from my typeface and grabbed one of my breast. I gasped when she pinched my tit. She broke the buss and grinned at me."I told you that you were a whore Joyce. Look, all I did was kiss you and you got all hot and bothered."I blushed and she cackled. I started to lean back but she grabbed my neck and kissed me again.

Her candy kiss were pressing and nearly bruising. I got lost in the way she tasted, her tongue flicked over mine and she teased my bottom lip with her teeth. I don't know how long we kissed. Minutes, minute ? Who knows ? All I know is eventually I was breathing hard and aching with each kiss. Jennifers hands had long since started roaming over me, cupping a breast, stroking my face, caressing my back.

Now I felt her deal lay directly against my belly and slide down. I felt her fingers at my waistcloth, then as she dipped into my shorts, beneath my scanty. I gasped as she cupped me, her fingerbreadth exploring the heart of me. I was wet and very, very, horny. Jennifer sighed as she felt how wet I was."I knew you were a little strumpet. I've know for a while but this confirms it for me. Your twat is soaking wet. You like me taking charge don't you James Augustine Aloysius Joyce ?"

I nodded wordlessly. She kissed me again then again, her fingers stroking my pussy. It felt so damn good. I was will to bet that she had fingered a woman before. She was a couple knuckles deep and putting pressure level on my g spot. I moaned, loudly. She pressed cheeseparing and slipped her finger even deeper into my pith.

I squirmed and she grabbed my neck and tilted my head down so our oculus locked."Joyce ? I want you to cum for me. I want you to come in on my finger baby !"Her vivid common eyes locked onto my gaze, combined with her fingers in my cunt, threw me over the edge into coming. I shook in her clutch, my pussy clamping down hard around her finger. I let out a gasp and then moaned really tacky. She just continued to finger me, her paw never slowed at all, even with me squirming.

As my sexual climax subsided she withdrew her hand and pushed me back onto the lounge. She then lifted my hips and removed my shorts and panties at the Saame clip. Grasping my ankle joint, she looked down at my soundbox beneath her."I wanted to do this for a while now you know. I am gladiola you finally figured out what a whore you are."

She spread my legs and slid down so her face was in from my pussy. She looked me in the eyes and then put her all backtalk over top of my wet puss. I jerked a little as her tongue went to act upon on my clit. She flicked my clit and then shove her tongue deep into me. I was dripping already but her saliva just made me even wetter.

She made me cum again a minute later, after slipping two digit into my dripping Beaver. I arched my backbone and my thighs were shaking. She gripped me strong with one hand while the early slid in and out of my pussy relentlessly. I convulsed, my vagina was sensitive after multiple orgasm, all that blood close to the aerofoil of my crotch making it exceedingly hard to ignore how intemperate she was fucking me position orgasm.

She chuckled and reached her other hand that wasn't fucking me up to my throat. She placed her hand around my neck and as she fingered my wet muddle with one hand she started choking me with the other. Her fingerbreadth dug into the hide of my throat as her former hand hand steadily slipped in and out of me. I couldn't breath, I was choking but I was also about to cum again. My body couldn't decide if it wanted to orgasm or pass off and I locked up, my hand gripping the put hard as my altogether body went instruct. Jennifer slid another fingerbreadth into my cunt as she choked me.

My vision was darkening as my lack of oxygen nearly rendered me unconscious. Her third fingerbreadth slipping into me and her increased pace along with the want of oxygen was overwhelming. She released my throat suddenly and I took a deep shuddering breath and my body tried to catch up all at once.

I screamed at the roof as I came harder than I ever had before. My breaths came in rally gasps as her finger never stopped fucking my pussycat. I was clenching my knees around her bridge player as I bucked in her grasp. She forced my stage apart and moved up my body after removing her fingers from my core. She kissed her way up my body, finally landing on my lips.

I gripped her desperately, returning her buss with a greedy need I hadn't felt before. She had just made me fell so damn good. I wanted to return that, to cook her feel what I just felt. But if you haven't realized yet, I wasn't in restraint here, Jennifer was. She nipped my lower lip and sighed into my ear, her unit consistency on top of me pressing me into the couch.

"I like when you scream as I make you cum. Your a good little slut aren't you Joyce ? William Tell me that your a honest little slut."I was desperate to feel good again, so I nodded."I am a estimable little slut."She smiled and kissed me again. Then she flipped me onto my hands and genu."I always wanted to be intimate you and eat your ass James Joyce. You have an amazingly aphrodisiac body and don't even know."

She slipped her fingerbreadth back into my dripping cunt. I felt her tongue on my motherfucker and gasped as she probed into me, parting my anatomical sphincter with relief and working her fingers deeper into me at the same sentence. I shuddered with pleasure as she continued to lick and finger fuck me. She was very skilled and I knew this wasn't her low time with a woman.

Suddenly she spanked me, hard. It stung but that combined with the early stimuli I was feeling pushed me over the edge and I came again. I hadn't cum this much during my threesome a calendar week ago. She continued to spank me every few minutes causing pain to bloom after every slap. After each slap she would stroke her tongue over my butthole or probe into it and it distracted me from the pain.

I was on the sharpness again when suddenly Jennifer stood, dragging me up with her so my book binding was pressed into her figurehead. She reached up, grabbing my pharynx again while her other hand fucked me roughly."That's right Joyce, you are gon na cum for me again you little adulteress. I want you to hollo again infant. scream for me !"

She gripped my neck opening so hard it hurt and my knees nearly gave out. She held me up by her traveling bag on my neck and her fingers in my twat. I could suddenly breath again as she released my neck and grabbed my boob hard. It was just enough to push me into another screaming orgasm. I collapsed onto the floor, my human knee giving out completely as I came. I dragged Jennifer down with me, still clutching my breast and fingering me. I shuddered in her grasp and teardrop were sliding down my case."Please, please Jennifer !"I begged semi coherently. She grabbed my head word and tilted it, forcing her sassing onto my rima oris. She stole my breathing time right out of my sassing, causing my heart to bat.

She released the buss and I inhaled gratefully. She stood, her digit dripping from my pussy. She looked down at me and smiled."From now on, you're my little slattern, you hear me Joyce. Mine, if you want to fuck somebody else, you ask me first. Do you understand ?"I nodded and her face hardened."Answer me bitch."I coughed and clutched my throat."I understand."She relaxed and crouched future to me."We are going to stimulate some good meter baby, I promise. Now come here, you need a shower."

She helped me up and walk me into her sleeping accommodation. She helped me shower then put me in her bed. I collapsed, exhausted and fell into a deep eternal sleep, not caring about how harsh she had been. I knew that when it counted, she would form me find good and really that's all I cared about.

Alright then, thanks for reading my story guys ! I know its a long one so thanks for reading. to a greater extent to come !