It's Saturday ! I thought to myself as I awoke to the sun shining into my window through slightly cracked blinds. Saturday is the day I always spend with my in force friend Jennifer. We have been friends for years and stayed friends through my teenage pregnancy as well as two subsequent divorcement.

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

At thirty four my lot of protagonist has significantly shrunk. Especially after my divorces. My ex apparently bad mouthed me all over town and my so called champion look down their olfactory organ at me now when I see them.

Anyhow, It's Saturday and I get up and do my morning grooming routine. Then I dress and hop into my car. I make decent money as a software system engineer. It allows me to act from household and gain a decorous life. So my car is a fully reconstruct 1967 Ford Madox Ford Mustang fastback. I had it painted fire engine red and made sure I got a model with the 390 three-dimensional inch engine.

At three hundred twenty HP, my fiddling darlin purrs like a very tempestuous kitty. Anyways, I shifted gear and backed out of my driveway. I took the long way to Jennifers house and rolled down my window. It was brisk and the trees were turning beautiful Au and red. I live in a city called Thomas Middleton in the northern half of the continental United States.

My hair whipped around in the wind as I drove, tickling my cervix. I usually put it in a ponytail but today was my well-nigh nonchalant day. I was wearing dungaree boxershorts, the ace with spandex in them. What ? They are so much well-off to put on. My ass is bigger than it used to be and I need all the joke at my administration.

I pulled into Jennifers driveway a little after 8 AM and walked to the patio door on the slope of her menage. It doesn't ignition lock and I just slipped right in. I could hear her in the kitchen, clanking and banging genus Pan together. So I snuck around the corner and jumped out at her."Boo, got you !"I said after I landed with my script in the air and my base spread ridiculously.

Jennifer jumped a foot in the air, a panicky look on her face. When she landed she spun toward me and started cursing."What the fuck, James Joyce. Are you trying to ease up me a heart attack ? If you ever fucking do that again I swear I will… why are you laughing so hard ? This isn't comical !"I was nearly turn away threefold I was laughing so intemperately. I tried fruitlessly to catch my breath, her red face and cockeyed face making me laugh so lots harder,"Ha huff wait a sec, whoo wee that was funny !"

I took another deep breath and looked at her. She wasn't so red anymore and she had a piffling grin of her own gracing her lips."You nearly made me make my knickers Joyce, I hate it when you do that ! I swear I'll get that patio door fixed one of the Day !"I giggled and walked over to her and gave her a big warm hug. Now Jennifer might seem pocket-size but its deceptive. Her manner and dead body voice communication cover a feisty personality. She is about six column inch shorter than me but in way better contour.

I always wish I had the drive to work out as much as she does but I guess most the great unwashed wish the same, especially when champion with someone like Jennifer. Her body has been many cat wet pipe dream I'm sure."So what are you making ?"I asked her. She blinked up at me for a minute then stepped back from our embrace and walked to the stove.

"Well I was making an omelette before you scared me into following week."She said as she resumed poking at her omelet with a spatula. I sat at the counter after pouring myself a cup of coffee. I know where all her cups are and everything else in her star sign of path. I've been here a million multiplication after all.

I sipped my coffee bean and she finished her omelet and sat across from me."So what have you been up to the last few week ?"She asked me very innocently. Her fake coy act cracked me up a piffling. I grinned at her and she winked."Yes, I have an update on the totally threesome thought you gave me."I then proceeded to enjoin her what my experience had been like.

She listened avidly. Her heart stayed focused on me, barely blinking and I must say, it was vivid. Jennifer's eyes are a sparkle jet and she can burn off a hole with those eyes it seems like sometimes. I stumbled a few sentence while telling my storey, not used to her vivid examination. 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 living room, I want to be comfortable."Then she strode into the living room with a determined stride. I stared at her back as she walked away. I wasn't used to these variety of instruction from her. She was usually a little more suggestive instead of demanding. I pretend she is feeling herself this sunrise or something.

I moved into the living elbow room and joined Jennifer on the lounge. She gave me a grievous look and said"I knew you would like fucking two guys at once. You know how I know that Joyce ?"I shook my head, ineffective to see where she was headed in this conversation."It's because you, sweetheart, are a lady of pleasure. I always suspected but this confirms it. You're a whore and and a slovenly woman. 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 middle. I was completely floored by her words. I wasn't a damn working girl ! 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 face with both hands. She then jerked me send on roughly and kissed me, hard.

I was shocked and a niggling daunt. I didn't react at first, ineffective to process what was happening. The she nipped my lip with her teeth and matter low in my belly responded. I leaned into the osculation and she snaked her knife into my mouthpiece, flicking it over my teeth as she did so.

I tentatively stroked my own spit over hers. Jennifer slid one of her helping hand from my facial expression and grabbed one of my breasts. I gasped when she pinched my nipple. She broke the candy kiss and grinned at me."I told you that you were a whore Joyce. feel, 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 osculation were urgent 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 farsighted we kissed. proceedings, hr ? Who knows ? All I know is eventually I was breathing grueling and aching with each kiss. Jennifers hands had long since started roaming over me, cupping a breast, stroking my case, caressing my back.

Now I felt her hand lay savourless against my belly and slew down. I felt her fingers at my sash, then as she dipped into my shortstop, beneath my panties. I gasped as she cupped me, her finger exploring the center 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 patch but this confirms it for me. Your pussy is soaking wet. You like me taking charge don't you Joyce ?"

I nodded wordlessly. She kissed me again then again, her finger stroking my pussycat. It felt so damn good. I was bequeath to bet that she had fingered a woman before. She was a couple knuckles deep and putting atmospheric pressure on my g speckle. I moaned, loudly. She pressed skinny and slipped her fingerbreadth even deeper into my substance.

I squirmed and she grabbed my neck and tilted my head down so our centre locked."Joyce ? I want you to cum for me. I want you to derive on my fingers baby !"Her intense unripened eyes locked onto my regard, combined with her digit in my slit, threw me over the edge into coming. I shook in her grip, my pussy clamping down hard around her finger's breadth. I let out a gasp and then moaned really loud. She just continued to finger me, her hand never slowed at all, even with me squirming.

As my orgasm subsided she withdrew her paw and pushed me back onto the couch. She then lifted my hips and removed my short and panties at the Lapplander clock time. Grasping my ankle joint, she looked down at my body 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 inches from my pussy. She looked me in the centre and then put her unhurt mouth over top of my wet bitch. I jerked a footling as her tongue went to work on my button. She flicked my clit and then hurtle her tongue trench into me. I was dripping already but her spit just made me even wetter.

She made me cum again a second later, after slipping two fingers into my dripping opera hat. I arched my back and my second joint were shaking. She gripped me hard with one bridge player while the other slid in and out of my puss relentlessly. I convulsed, my vagina was sensitive after multiple orgasms, all that blood close to the open of my genitals making it extremely knockout to push aside how hard she was fucking me brand 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 hole with one hand she started choking me with the other. Her finger dug into the skin 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 consistency couldn't decide if it wanted to orgasm or rest and I locked up, my paw gripping the couch hard as my whole body went learn. Jennifer slid another finger into my cunt as she choked me.

My visual sensation was darkening as my lack of oxygen nearly rendered me unconscious mind. Her 3rd finger slipping into me and her increase stride along with the lack of oxygen was overwhelming. She released my pharynx suddenly and I took a deep shuddering breath and my body tried to overtake up all at once.

I screamed at the ceiling as I came voiceless than I ever had before. My breaths came in devil gasp as her finger never stopped fucking my pussy. I was clenching my genu around her hand as I bucked in her reach. She forced my stage apart and moved up my torso after removing her fingers from my core. She kissed her way up my physical structure, finally landing on my lips.

I gripped her desperately, returning her buss with a greedy motivation I hadn't felt before. She had just made me fell so damn good. I wanted to hark back that, to make her feeling what I just felt. But if you haven't realized yet, I wasn't in control here, Jennifer was. She nipped my lower lip and sighed into my ear, her totally body 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 ? Tell me that your a skilful short slut."I was heroic to feel undecomposed again, so I nodded."I am a good niggling slut."She smiled and kissed me again. Then she flipped me onto my hands and knees."I always wanted to screw you and eat your ass Joyce. You have an amazingly sexy body and don't even know."

She slipped her fingers back into my dripping slit. I felt her clapper on my asshole and gasped as she probed into me, parting my sphincter with ease and working her finger's breadth deeper into me at the same time. I shuddered with pleasure as she continued to bat and finger's breadth fuck me. She was very skilled and I knew this wasn't her outset time with a woman.

Suddenly she spanked me, hard. It stung but that combined with the other stimuli I was feeling pushed me over the edge and I came again. I hadn't cum this much during my troika a workweek ago. She continued to spank me every few transactions causing infliction to bloom after every smack. After each smack she would stroke her knife over my butthole or investigation into it and it distracted me from the pain.

I was on the border again when suddenly Jennifer stood, dragging me up with her so my back was pressed into her social movement. She reached up, grabbing my throat again while her former mitt fucked me roughly."That's redress James Joyce, you are gon na cum for me again you trivial hussy. I want you to scream again infant. screeching for me !"

She gripped my neck so hard it hurt and my knees nearly gave out. She held me up by her grip on my neck and her fingers in my pussy. I could suddenly breath again as she released my neck and grabbed my breast hard. It was just enough to campaign 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 knocker and fingering me. I shuddered in her grasp and tear were sliding down my face."Please, please Jennifer !"I begged semi coherently. She grabbed my head and tilted it, forcing her lips onto my mouth. She stole my breath right out of my oral cavity, causing my marrow to flutter.

She released the osculation and I inhaled gratefully. She stood, her fingers dripping from my pussycat. She looked down at me and smiled."From now on, you're my little trollop, you hear me James Augustine Aloysius Joyce. Mine, if you want to get it on somebody else, you ask me first. Do you empathise ?"I nodded and her facial expression hardened."Answer me bitch."I coughed and clutched my throat."I understand."She relaxed and crouched next to me."We are going to have some unspoiled clock time baby, I promise. Now come here, you need a shower."

She helped me up and walked me into her bedroom. 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 hit me feel dependable and really that's all I cared about.

Alright then, thanks for reading my fib guys ! I know its a longsighted one so thanks for reading. More to come !