It's Saturday ! I thought to myself as I awoke to the sun shining into my windowpane through slightly cracked blind. Saturday is the day I always spend with my effective ally Jennifer. We have been friends for years and stayed friends through my teenaged pregnancy as well as two subsequent divorcement.

Through all that Jennifer has stayed a on-key and regular protagonist. So even though we met in school and could easily induce 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 head.

At thirty four my circle of champion has significantly shrunk. Especially after my divorces. My ex apparently bad mouthed me all over town and my so promise friends 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 decorous money as a software program railroad engineer. It allows me to work from home and realise a decorous living. So my car is a fully restored 1967 Ford Mustang fastback. I had it painted fire locomotive engine red and made trusted I got a model with the 390 cubic inch engine.

At three hundred twenty horsepower, my short darlin purrs like a very raging kitten. Anyways, I shifted gears and backed out of my private road. I took the retentive way to Jennifers sign and rolled down my windowpane. It was rattling and the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree were turning beautiful gold and red. I live in a city called Middleton in the northern half of the Continental United States.

My hairsbreadth whipped around in the wind as I drove, tickling my neck opening. I usually put it in a ponytail but today was my most fooling day. I was wearing jean shorts, the ones with spandex in them. What ? They are so much well-to-do to put on. My ass is bigger than it used to be and I need all the legerdemain at my garbage disposal.

I pulled into Jennifers driveway a short after 8 AM and walked to the patio door on the side of her house. It doesn't lock and I just slipped right in. I could find out her in the kitchen, clanking and banging goat god together. So I snuck around the corner and jumped out at her."Boo, got you !"I said after I landed with my hired man in the air and my foot spread ridiculously.

Jennifer jumped a infantry in the air, a frightened look on her boldness. When she landed she spun toward me and started cursing."What the nooky, Joyce. Are you trying to give me a heart plan of attack ? If you ever fucking do that again I swear I will… why are you laughing so hard ? This isn't risible !"I was nearly set double I was laughing so hard. I tried fruitlessly to becharm my breath, her red face and pissed tone making me laugh so much harder,"Ha miff waiting a sec, whoo wee that was suspicious !"

I took another cryptic breath and looked at her. She wasn't so red anymore and she had a little smile of her own gracing her sassing."You nearly made me tell on my trouser Joyce, I hate it when you do that ! I swear I'll get that patio doorway fixed one of the Clarence Shepard Day Jr. !"I giggled and walked over to her and gave her a big warm hug. Now Jennifer might seem small but its deceptive. Her personal manner and body lyric cover a feisty personality. She is about six inches shorter than me but in way better contour.

I always wish I had the drive to go out as much as she does but I guess most people wish the Saame, especially when friends with someone like Jennifer. Her physical structure has been many guys wet ambition I'm sure."So what are you making ?"I asked her. She blinked up at me for a moment then stepped back from our bosom 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 omelet with a spatula. I sat at the counter after pouring myself a cup of coffee. I know where all her loving cup are and everything else in her house of course. I've been here a million meter after all.

I sipped my coffee 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 pseud coy act cracked me up a footling. I grinned at her and she winked."Yes, I have an update on the whole threesome mind you gave me."I then proceeded to tell her what my experience had been like.

She listened avidly. Her eyes stayed focused on me, barely blinking and I must say, it was intense. Jennifer's oculus are a Light green and she can fire a maw with those heart it seems like sometimes. I stumbled a few prison term while telling my story, not used to her vivid scrutiny. When I finished she blinked and leaned back into her chairperson.

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 elbow room with a watch stride. I stared at her back as she walked away. I wasn't used to these sort of commands from her. She was usually a little more significative instead of demanding. I hazard she is feeling herself this aurora or something.

I moved into the living room and joined Jennifer on the couch. 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 Augustine Aloysius Joyce ?"I shook my brain, unable to see where she was headed in this conversation."It's because you, sweetheart, are a cocotte. I always suspected but this confirms it. You're a whore and and a jade. You like two guys at the like metre and I bet that now you will never be able to just love a guy without thinking about that threesome."

I just stared into her eyes. I was completely floored by her words. I wasn't a hoot harlot ! Was I ? She smiled at me. Her smile was all teeth and it wasn't a particularly nice grinning."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 minuscule scared. I didn't react at first, unable to serve what was happening. The she nipped my lip with her dentition and matter low in my belly responded. I leaned into the kiss and she snaked her clapper into my mouth, 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 face and grabbed one of my breasts. I gasped when she pinched my nipple. She broke the kiss and grinned at me."I told you that you were a working girl Joyce. Look, all I did was buss 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 kisses were urgent and nearly bruising. I got lost in the way she tasted, her glossa flicked over mine and she teased my bottom lip with her teeth. I don't know how long we kissed. minute, hr ? Who knows ? All I know is eventually I was breathing backbreaking and aching with each candy kiss. Jennifers hands had foresightful since started roaming over me, cupping a breast, stroking my face, caressing my back.

Now I felt her hand lay flat against my belly and slip down. I felt her finger's breadth at my waistband, then as she dipped into my shorts, beneath my scanty. I gasped as she cupped me, her finger's breadth exploring the mall of me. I was wet and very, very, horny. Jennifer sighed as she felt how wet I was."I knew you were a petty slut. I've know for a patch but this confirms it for me. Your pussy is soaking wet. You like me taking commission don't you James Joyce ?"

I nodded wordlessly. She kissed me again then again, her fingers stroking my pussycat. It felt so damn full. I was willing to bet that she had fingered a cleaning woman before. She was a yoke brass knuckles deep and putting pressing on my g smudge. I moaned, loudly. She pressed closer and slipped her finger even deeper into my substance.

I squirmed and she grabbed my cervix and tilted my head down so our oculus locked."James Joyce ? I want you to cum for me. I want you to come on my fingers baby !"Her acute putting green eyes locked onto my regard, combined with her finger's breadth in my cunt, threw me over the edge into coming. I shook in her clutch, my pussy clamping down hard around her fingers. I let out a gasp and then moaned really loud. She just continued to finger me, her hired hand never slowed at all, even with me squirming.

As my orgasm subsided she withdrew her helping hand and pushed me back onto the couch. She then lifted my hip and removed my shorts and step-in at the Saami sentence. Grasping my ankles, she looked down at my consistence beneath her."I wanted to do this for a piece now you know. I am gladiola you finally figured out what a whore you are."

She spread my legs and slid down so her facial expression was inches from my cunt. She looked me in the optic and then put her whole sassing over top of my wet cunt. I jerked a little as her spit went to run on my clit. She flicked my clit and then hurl her knife deep into me. I was dripping already but her saliva just made me even wetter.

She made me cum again a second later, after slipping two fingers into my dripping beaver. I arched my back and my thighs were shaking. She gripped me toilsome with one mitt while the other slid in and out of my pussy relentlessly. I convulsed, my vagina was sensitive after multiple sexual climax, all that blood close to the open of my privates making it ace unvoiced to ignore how heavily she was fucking me post orgasm.

She chuckled and reached her other hired man 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 early. Her fingers dug into the skin of my pharynx as her former hand handwriting 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 take a breath and I locked up, my hand gripping the cast hard as my whole consistency went taught. Jennifer slid another finger into my cunt as she choked me.

My visual sensation was darkening as my lack of O nearly rendered me unconscious mind. Her tierce finger slipping into me and her increased stride along with the lack 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 ceiling as I came voiceless than I ever had before. My hint came in ragged gasps as her finger's breadth never stopped fucking my pussy. I was clenching my knees around her bridge player as I bucked in her grasp. She forced my pegleg apart and moved up my trunk after removing her fingers from my core. She kissed her way up my physical structure, finally landing on my sass.

I gripped her desperately, returning her kiss with a greedy need I hadn't felt before. She had just made me fell so damn good. I wanted to return that, to make her flavour what I just felt. But if you haven't realized yet, I wasn't in ascendence here, Jennifer was. She nipped my low-pitched lip and sighed into my ear, her totally eubstance 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 full little slut."I was desperate to find effective again, so I nodded."I am a good little slut."She smiled and kissed me again. Then she flipped me onto my handwriting and knees."I always wanted to bang 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 cunt. I felt her tongue on my shit and gasped as she probed into me, parting my sphincter muscle with ease and working her finger deeper into me at the same clock time. I shuddered with pleasure as she continued to lick and finger fuck me. She was very skilled and I knew this wasn't her first time with a charwoman.

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

I was on the bound again when suddenly Jennifer stood, dragging me up with her so my back was pressed into her front. She reached up, grabbing my pharynx again while her other hand fucked me roughly."That's aright James Augustine Aloysius Joyce, you are gon na cum for me again you little strumpet. I want you to scream again baby. Scream for me !"

She gripped my neck so intemperate it hurt and my knees nearly gave out. She held me up by her grip on my neck and her digit in my slit. I could suddenly breath again as she released my neck opening and grabbed my breast hard. It was just enough to push me into another screaming coming. I collapsed onto the floor, my knees giving out completely as I came. I dragged Jennifer down with me, still clutching my breast and fingering me. I shuddered in her clutch and tears were sliding down my fount."Please, please Jennifer !"I begged semi coherently. She grabbed my header and tilted it, forcing her lips onto my backtalk. She stole my breath right out of my mouth, causing my eye to flutter.

She released the kiss and I inhaled gratefully. She stood, her finger dripping from my pussy. She looked down at me and smiled."From now on, you're my fiddling slut, you hear me James Joyce. Mine, if you want to lie with mortal else, you ask me first. Do you understand ?"I nodded and her face hardened."result me bitch."I coughed and clutched my throat."I understand."She relaxed and crouched side by side to me."We are going to give some dependable times baby, I promise. Now come here, you need a shower."

She helped me up and take the air me into her bedroom. She helped me shower then put me in her bed. I collapsed, exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, not caring about how abrasive she had been. I knew that when it counted, she would make me feel good and really that's all I cared about.

Alright then, thanks for reading my story Guy ! I know its a long one so thanks for reading. More to come !