It's Sabbatum ! I thought to myself as I awoke to the sun shining into my window through slightly cracked screen. Sabbatum is the day I always spend with my best friend Jennifer. We have been friends for days and stayed friends through my teenage pregnancy as well as two subsequent divorces.

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

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

Anyhow, It's Sabbatum and I get up and do my break of the day grooming procedure. Then I dress and hop into my car. I make enough money as a package engineer. It allows me to work from home and make a decent aliveness. So my car is a fully regenerate 1967 Ford Mustang fastback. I had it painted ardour engine red and made sure I got a model with the 390 three-dimensional column inch engine.

At three hundred XX H.P., my little darlin purrs like a very angry kitten. Anyways, I shifted gears and backed out of my drive. I took the foresightful way to Jennifers business firm and rolled down my window. It was refreshful and the trees were turning beautiful gold and red. I live in a urban center called Middleton in the northern one-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 chance day. I was wearing blue jean boxershorts, the ones with spandex in them. What ? They are so much easier to put on. My ass is bigger than it used to be and I need all the illusion at my disposal.

I pulled into Jennifers driveway a little after 8 AM and walked to the patio room access on the side of her house. It doesn't lock and I just slipped right in. I could hear her in the kitchen, clanking and banging pans together. So I snuck around the corner and jumped out at her."Boo, got you !"I said after I landed with my hands in the air and my metrical foot spread ridiculously.

Jennifer jumped a foot in the air, a frighten flavour on her nerve. When she landed she spun toward me and started cursing."What the fuck, Joyce. Are you trying to leave me a spirit attack ? If you ever fucking do that again I swear I will… why are you laughing so hard ? This isn't laughable !"I was nearly bent forked I was laughing so hard. I tried fruitlessly to catch my breath, her red face and smashed flavor making me laugh so a lot harder,"Ha huff time lag a sec, whoo wee that was curious !"

I took another oceanic abyss breath and looked at her. She wasn't so red anymore and she had a little grinning of her own gracing her lips."You nearly made me shit my bloomers James Joyce, I hate it when you do that ! I swear I'll get that patio door fixed one of the solar day !"I giggled and walked over to her and gave her a big warm hug. Now Jennifer might look small but its deceptive. Her manner and body spoken language cover a plucky personality. She is about six column inch shorter than me but in way better shape.

I always wish I had the drive to work out as much as she does but I guess most people wish the like, especially when supporter with someone like Jennifer. Her torso 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 embrace and walked to the stove.

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

I sipped my coffee bean and she finished her omelette and sat across from me."So what have you been up to the last few week ?"She asked me very innocently. Her faux coy act cracked me up a footling. I grinned at her and she winked."Yes, I have an update on the unharmed III musical theme you gave me."I then proceeded to order 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 eyes are a loose leafy vegetable and she can sting 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 professorship."Let's go into the living way, I want to be comfortable."Then she strode into the life room with a determined 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 suggestive instead of demanding. I opine she is feeling herself this morning or something.

I moved into the sustenance elbow room and joined Jennifer on the couch. She gave me a serious look and said"I knew you would like fucking two guy wire at once. You know how I know that Joyce ?"I shook my fountainhead, unable to see where she was headed in this conversation."It's because you, sweetheart, are a whore. I always suspected but this confirms it. You're a fancy woman and and a slut. You like two guy cable at the same metre 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 eyes. I was completely floored by her Son. I wasn't a damn whore ! Was I ? She smiled at me. Her smile was all tooth and it wasn't a particularly nice grinning."Here I'll prove it"Jennifer reached out and seize my face with both hands. She then jerked me forward roughly and kissed me, hard.

I was shocked and a picayune scared. I didn't react at commencement, unable to process what was happening. The she nipped my lip with her dentition and affair low in my belly responded. I leaned into the osculation and she snaked her tongue into my mouth, flicking it over my teeth as she did so.

I tentatively stroked my own clapper over hers. Jennifer slid one of her hired hand from my side and grabbed one of my titty. I gasped when she pinched my nipple. She broke the kiss and grinned at me."I told you that you were a whore Joyce. Look, all I did was osculate you and you got all hot and bothered."I blushed and she cackled. I started to lean back but she grabbed my neck opening and kissed me again.

Her osculation 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 recognise how long we kissed. hour, hour ? Who knows ? All I know is eventually I was breathing arduous and aching with each kiss. Jennifers hands had longsighted since started roaming over me, cupping a breast, stroking my face, caressing my back.

Now I felt her manus lay flat against my belly and slide down. I felt her digit at my waistcloth, then as she dipped into my shorts, beneath my panties. I gasped as she cupped me, her digit 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 slut. I've know for a while but this confirms it for me. Your pussy is soaking wet. You like me taking bursting charge don't you 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 charwoman before. She was a couple knuckles deep and putting pressing on my g post. I moaned, loudly. She pressed closer and slipped her fingers even deeper into my substance.

I squirmed and she grabbed my neck opening and tilted my head down so our center locked."James Joyce ? I want you to cum for me. I want you to occur on my fingers baby !"Her acute green eyes locked onto my gaze, combined with her finger in my puss, threw me over the sharpness into climax. I shook in her grasp, my pussy clamping down hard around her fingerbreadth. I let out a pant and then moaned really garish. She just continued to thumb me, her hand never slowed at all, even with me squirming.

As my orgasm subsided she withdrew her hand and pushed me back onto the couch. She then lifted my hips and removed my shorts and panties at the same meter. 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 happy 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 center and then put her solid sass over top of my wet cunt. I jerked a little as her tongue went to work on on my clitoris. She flicked my clit and then thrust her tongue oceanic abyss into me. I was dripping already but her spit just made me even wetter.

She made me cum again a hour later, after slipping two finger into my dripping beaver. I arched my vertebral column and my second joint were shaking. She gripped me gruelling with one handwriting 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 surface of my genitals making it exceedingly hard to ignore how tough she was fucking me billet orgasm.

She chuckled and reached her other hand that wasn't fucking me up to my pharynx. She placed her bridge player around my neck and as she fingered my wet golf hole with one hand she started choking me with the other. Her fingers dug into the skin of my throat as her other hand script 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 rest and I locked up, my hired hand gripping the lounge hard as my whole dead body went taught. Jennifer slid another fingerbreadth into my pussy as she choked me.

My sight was darkening as my deficiency of oxygen nearly rendered me unconscious mind. Her third finger slipping into me and her increase pace along with the want of oxygen was overwhelming. She released my throat suddenly and I took a cryptic shuddering breath and my torso tried to bewitch up all at once.

I screamed at the ceiling as I came harder than I ever had before. My breaths came in irritate pant as her finger's breadth never stopped fucking my pussy. I was clenching my knees around her hand as I bucked in her grasp. She forced my legs apart and moved up my body after removing her fingers from my burden. She kissed her way up my body, finally landing on my lips.

I gripped her desperately, returning her kiss with a greedy need I hadn't felt before. She had just made me fell so damn unspoilt. I wanted to return that, to make her spirit 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 whole torso on top of me pressing me into the couch.

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

She slipped her fingerbreadth back into my dripping bitch. 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 prison term. I shuddered with pleasure as she continued to work out and finger have a go at it me. She was very skilled and I knew this wasn't her foremost clock time with a adult female.

Suddenly she spanked me, hard. It stung but that combined with the other stimuli I was feeling pushed me over the bound and I came again. I hadn't cum this much during my tercet a workweek ago. She continued to spank me every few minutes causing bother to bloom after every slap. After each smacking 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 back was pressed into her front. She reached up, grabbing my throat again while her other handwriting fucked me roughly."That's ripe James Augustine Aloysius Joyce, you are gon na cum for me again you footling slut. I want you to call again baby. screeching for me !"

She gripped my neck opening so hard it hurt and my knee nearly gave out. She held me up by her grasp on my neck and her finger in my kitty-cat. I could suddenly breath again as she released my neck and grabbed my breast hard. It was just enough to labour me into another screaming orgasm. I collapsed onto the storey, 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 grasp and tears were sliding down my face."Please, please Jennifer !"I begged semi coherently. She grabbed my head and tilted it, forcing her lips onto my rima oris. She stole my breathing time right out of my back talk, causing my heart to flutter.

She released the kiss and I inhaled gratefully. She stood, her finger's breadth dripping from my pussy. She looked down at me and smiled."From now on, you're my petty slut, you hear me James Joyce. Mine, if you want to fuck somebody else, you ask me first. Do you empathise ?"I nodded and her fount hardened."Answer me bitch."I coughed and clutched my throat."I understand."She relaxed and crouched next to me."We are going to bear some honorable metre 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 sleep, not caring about how harsh she had been. I knew that when it counted, she would make me experience dear and really that's all I cared about.

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