After being awake for over thirty hours, sex was definitely the last thing on my mind. I was working two jobs at the time in hopes of knocking back these damn student loans. As I was standing against the wall smoking a cigarette trying to fight off the sandman I felt someone behind me.
“What’s up man?”, I say having no clue as to who was behind me, just knowing that someone was there.
“How ya doin Jarhead?” came the reply from behind me. Upon hearing this I knew it was my buddy Josh, who himself had been in the Army. Our name calling was a jovial bond all serviceman share, regardless of the branch we’ve served in.
“Tired as hell brother,” I replied. I turn around and he is taking a picture of me with is cell phone as I lean against the wall.
“What the hell?” I ask.
“Just a memento that Marines aren’t infallible after all,” he laughs.
Not being one who likes his picture taken I snatch the phone from his hand and go to delete the proof. He puts up a cursory fight to get it back, but I am just too tired to play, so I put him in a reverse choke hold and continue to erase the pictures. Josh taps my arm, his signal that he gives, so I let him go.
“That wasn’t fair man,” he says, “I wasn’t expecting that.”
“All’ s fair in love and war bitch,” I say as I open his picture folder on the phone.
I hear him say something about not being a bitch, but my ears are not working correctly from the first set of pictures I see. There, in front of my eyes, are pictures of Ashley, Josh’ s wife being double penetrated by two guys, and sucking a third. I scan the rest of the pictures, and turn back to Josh, having no clue as what to say.
“What the fuck is that shit man?” I say as he looks at the picture I hold up.
“Oh, that was our party last weekend.” He laughs.
“Your party? Isn’t that Ash?” I ask.
“Yeah, she was having a blast about that time” Josh says.
“Uh, okay, did you know about this?” I ask him.
“I’m the one that took the pictures and filmed it,” he laughs to me.
“Wow,” was all I could say, slightly dumbfounded.
“We have been partying for about two years now,” he says as I trail off. “We attend a party every other weekend or so.”
“And you just watch?” I ask wondering what the fuck.
“No, I always participate, but I like taking shots, and filming some too, so the other guys get more of her than I do.” He tells me.
“Wow,” I repeat, not knowing what to say again.
“You should come play with us sometime,” I hear.
“Uh, sure, just let me know man,” I tell him, hoping this conversation would just go away. Not that Ash is bad looking, just the opposite, she is built like a porn star and beautiful to boot, but I can’t fuck my friends wife.
I field strip my smoke and start heading back to my office and Josh says “I’ll talk to her when I get home and get it set up.”
“Well I have to get some sleep before I commit to anything brother, I’ve been awake for thirty hours and my brain is on lockdown right now. “ I meekly say.
I turn to walk in the door and think to myself, could I really do this? Being in front of people is no problem, I have fucked plenty of girls in front of others when I was in the Marine Corps, but fucking a friends wife, I don’t know. I head back to the office, trying to tell myself that I can’t let this happen, but all I see through my clouded thoughts is Ashley’s beautiful ass with two hard cocks in it.
I don’t see Josh as I head out several hours later, subconsciously trying to avoid him, just wanting to get home and go to sleep. As I fall into bed I tell myself that I couldn’t ever do this, putting the thought out of my head, and start mentally planning my Super Bowl Sunday the next day and falling asleep shortly after.
I jerk awake about six hours later feeling my ass vibrate when I realize I have fallen asleep in my clothes again. I reach back and take my phone out of my pocket and see that Josh is calling.
“What’s up man,” I say, totally forgetting our conversation earlier that morning.
“Not a whole lot man, just drinking a beer here with Ash at the Recovery Room.” Josh tells me.
It then occurs to me what we had spoken of that morning, and I realize that they are half a block from my apartment. Oh shit, I tell myself, how the fuck do I get out of this?
“Oh, that’s cool, man.” I say, hoping that he will just let this go.
“Come over and join us man,” Josh says, “Ash has a surprise for you.”
“Man I just woke up, I haven’t showered in God knows how long, and I need something to eat before I do anything else,” I spit out, trying to put this ordeal off.
“Hold on a minute,” Josh says.
“Get in the shower, get dressed and we will buy you dinner, you lazy fuck,” I hear and realize he has put Ashley on the phone. She has such a way with words I think to myself.
“Ash, I don’t know babe, I mean…” I say with a tic in my voice.
“Just get over here, and we’ll have a drink and get something to eat, what’s the harm in that,” she almost yells, “Stop being a little bitch and get your sorry ass over here.”
I give in thinking maybe just one drink and dinner, then I can find some excuse to get away.
“Okay, okay, give me a half hour and I’ll make my way over there,” I tell her.
“Cool, see you in fifteen the,” she says and hangs up.
“Pushy bitch,” I say to no one on the other end.
I shower, throw on some jeans and an old dress shirt and head to the bar across the street. As I walk over I feel like I am being led into something I won’t be able to get away from.
As I enter the bar I see Josh wave in the back, and I head over to them. When I get to the booth Ashley stands up, wearing the tiniest schoolgirl outfit I have ever seen. The shirt was about two sizes too small, her tits almost hanging out, the skirt was about three inches long I notice, and she has a pair of fishnet stockings on.
“I told you she had a surprise for you,” Josh laughs.
“Um, wow, I mean, uh yeah,” I stammer.
“You like,” she asks, as she grabs my ever hardening dick. “I take that as a yes,” she giggles. “Sit here with me,” she says, letting go of me and crawling into the booth.
“Okay,” I say feeling like a virgin schoolboy.
“So, what’s everyone having,” Ashley asks grabbing my cock again under the table.
“I want a burger,” Josh says smiling at me.
“Listen guys,” I stammer, “I’m not sure…”
“Shut up,” Ashley says, “I’m not asking you to fall in love with me or anything like that, and Josh gets off more than I do when we play. This will have no effect on our friendship, and if it does it will just enhance it.”
“But…” I start.
“No buts, let’s eat, have a drink or three and then I want to see this monster.” Ashley says. “I told you he would have a big cock,” she says looking at Josh.
Josh just looks at her and smiles while shaking his head.
I try to tell myself that her reasoning is somewhat sound, and then she puts my hand between her legs. I quickly discover she has no panties on under that strip of cloth she calls a skirt and her pussy is literally dripping. I slide a finger down her abundant folds and there is a puddle of pussy juice already on the leather of the bench.
“Holy shit,” I say out loud, forgetting others are around. “She is fucking soaked.”
“Let’s hurry up and eat, I really need to get fucked.” Ashley moans.
We sit there rubbing each other off for another five or six minutes until the waitress walks over, and by this time I have already told myself “fuck it, I’m gonna break this slut by the time the nights over.”
Josh gives the cute young waitress our order, and already throwing caution to the wind, I take my hand from Ashley’s pussy in plain view of the teen co-ed . I reach up and suck her juices from my hand and ask if I can have a side of this for my fries. Ash breaks out laughing, and the waitress just blushes three shades of red.
“Can you rush that ma’am,” Josh says, “I think we need to go soon.”
“Yeah, real soon,” Ashley says, licking her leftover cum from my finger tips.
We sit there laughing and talking the ten minutes it takes for the food to arrive, letting the tension out that brought along. Grabbing the food I throw two twenty’ s on the table I laugh and offer to show Ashley the artwork in my apartment. We almost run out of the bar, making it the block to my apartment in milliseconds. As we enter the apartment I point out where everything is, kitchen, bathroom and such. Ashley runs to the bedroom and jumps on the bed and yells
“Stop with the humble abode shit and give me a cock to suck.”
I walk in the bedroom and next thing I know my cock is farther down a woman’s throat then it has ever been. She takes me as deep as she can, almost gagging, and pulls back leaving a trail of saliva behind.
“Great cock,” she says forcing my dick back in her throat.
I look down and Josh has buried his head in her pussy, sucking away and making slurping noises.
I tap Josh and look at him, and he just nods his head. That’s all I needed, I guess because I grab Ashley’s head and impale myself in her throat. I pull her off and look into her eyes, and say
“Today I am going to find your breaking point, then I am going to push you so far past it that you may not survive. Are you ready to be wrecked you fucking slut?” Ashley looks at me for a second, wondering where the change in my demeanor had come from, smiles, and gorges herself back on my cock.
Part two continued soon
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