What are Friends For

Always interested in being a better partner and becoming a more impactful part of his life, a girlfriend was eager to accompany her boyfriend to a small gathering at one of his friend's houses. Every time she ended up meeting them, they would always have a pleasant time with plenty of memories and running jokes to look back on. Then, when they'd reconvene the next time, the bond grew. She was always looking most forward to seeing her boyfriend happy with her contributions and how she entertained his friends.

As they were getting ready, the boyfriend instructed her on the attire as summer casual, playfully demanding a shorter dress because she had "to impress". Few things encouraged her more than being told what to do. With pleasantries, she changed into a shorter yellow dress that bounced youthfully on her figure. She tugged at the bottom as she remembered it just being a bit longer, but her memory served her from before she built a substantial amount of lower-body muscle. Her exercises have gotten stronger, and her frame reflected it. While she thought it would make her self-conscious, little else made her so confident.

"What are you doing?" he asked, watching her frown as she pulled it down over her tan, brown skin.

"It just-" she looked at herself, half-answering "it used to fit a little better..." she turned and arched her back slightly, poking the bottom of her ass cheeks out of the bottom, letting out a 'tsk' and reaching for the drawer.

"Ah, ah," he discouraged, pulling her back in front of the mirror. At first she was surprised, then turned on by both his grip and dominance. "This is all you need." He reached and pulled her skirt up, revealing her black underwear underneath. Two thumbs in the waist bands entered, and down to her knees they were slid.

"Sweets!" she protested, grabbing for it, causing them both to laugh. She turned to face him and he could see behind her, watching her thick ass bounce as she stepped. He was too quick, and down it went.

"What did I tell you about telling me 'no'?" he teased, grabbing her face from under her chin. She was frozen then immediately thawed and melted in his grip. "I think you need a reminder to be a good girl," and down she was lowered to her knees. He watched her from the mirror before closing his eyes and letting his head back.

As expected, she fit right into her boyfriend's friends' energy. She was a positive, buoyant light that encouraged conversation, closeness, and comfort. He was happy to introduce her to them, even leave her with them if he went to speak with someone else or get a drink. She was social, friendly, and approachable. Some were even hesitant to let her go!

The couple found comfort in a sun-drenched room away from most of the party, another friend of the boyfriend's having been sitting inside after taking a phone call.

"Hope we're not disturbing!" the boyfriend said playfully.

"Please!" retorted the friend, who was then introduced to the girlfriend. The pleasantries were exchanged, and the small group convened on the couch. The boyfriend pulled his girlfriend by the arm to sit in the small space between them, sandwiched between the two. The friend leaned behind her on his elbow, the boyfriend on his arm leaning to her as well.

The two continued to exchange stories, the closeness of the two men warming her. She looked back and forth between the two excitedly, listening and contributing. Whenever there was a laugh, the group compressed until both the boyfriend and the friend had thighs against her's.

She reached and held the boyfriend's mid-height, as she normally did. Slowly, the boyfriend would slide it to the inside, then upwards. Only a few inches higher and her eyes lit up once she felt how hard he was. She jerked her head to him, mouth open and smiling, where he smiled right back. the boyfriend's eyes flashed up to his friend's, who was looking at the two, then he went back to her's. He grabbed her wrist and casually guided her hand to the shaft of his cock. She pulled slightly, but her resistance was no match for his. So, she obediently squeezed.

Her's heart was racing. Her head was spinning. She was nearly dizzy from being turned on like this. He had never done something like this with her. He was so abruptly playing with her, immediately next to his friend. She wondered if they knew how wet she was. Her trance was pierced by the friend asking,

"Hey, what about me?" looking at the two of them. She let out a laugh, just loudly enough for it to clearly be an awkward laugh. When she looked at the boyfriend for permission to laugh, he cocked his head at her and raised his eyebrows suggestively. It was not a rejection.

"What about him, sweets?" she asked, nodding and laughing awkwardly again.

"Yeah, what about him?" his question was encouraging, not accusatory.

"Well, I guess!" shelaughed, grabbing his thigh, almost at the knee. She immediately brought it back, "I'm kidding, I'm just kidding." She looked back at the boyfriend who had the same face, then to the friend, whose expression now seemed more earnest than before. "Sweets?" the boyfriend didn't answer her question, just blinked and waited. When her hand met his friend's thigh again, she could have sworn she felt the boyfriend's cock harden.

She slid it up an inch, two inches, three, and now she was certain the boyfriend was getting even harder. "Sweets," she said again, bringing both hands to the boyfriend, one holding his cock, the other his hand. the boyfriend smiled, almost a challenging smirk, as if to say 'I knew you couldn't do it.' She was nauseous from how nervous she was, unsure of how to proceed, sweat beading on her forehead from her excitement. Her thighs were slick from her moisture, desperate to release. It overwhelmed her, her body betrayed her, and she locked eyes with her lover as she floated her hand back to the friend, reaching between his legs and grabbing at the same length as the boyfriend's. As her heart pounded in her ears, her expression changed, shock and confusion twisting her smile, furrowing her brow as she grabbed something rock-hard and hot to the touch. She grabbed up a little higher, then lower, as if feeling for something in the dark, eyes still locked on her lover. the boyfriend was now throbbingly hard as he watched her realize how truly massive his friend's cock was.

"Thank you, that's the polite thing to do," the friend joked as she snapped her head to investigate what she was grabbing. She looked at the friend then down to his leg, and she saw the largest imprint of a penis she had ever laid eyes on. She continued to squeeze the two of them as she looked down and saw a cock that went halfway up his leg, with such a girth that she could see the veins and the seam of the head in the gray joggers that held snug against his leg. Her mouth hung open, her eyes wide, as she slid her gripped hand up and down slightly.

"Holy shit," the girlfriend whispered, looking down at it in awe, causing the boyfriend and the friend to chuckle. "Sweets..." she said, unfocused.

"Yes, baby?" the boyfriend asked.

"He's huge..." not realizing what she was saying, she continued to stroke him and the boyfriend.

"Thank you!" the friend said matter-of-factly, as if she had complimented his outfit. She slid her hand up and down, unable to look away, the opposite hand following on the boyfriend's.

"Sweets," the boyfriend started again. She brought her head back to him, an expression of uncertainty washing her face. "You know, you should take care of that for him." Her head spun, her vision nearly blurred. She was in disbelief of what she was hearing. She blinked and looked at him confused. "Go ahead," he said, smiling. "Take care of that. You know it's gotta be uncomfortable to sit there was such a huge hard-on like that." She stared at her boyfriend with an open mouth, furrowed eyebrows, and then felt the friend move.

He tilted his hips up and reached into the waistband of the joggers, casually sliding them down to his ankles. The girlfriend hadn't realized how truly colossal the man's muscular build was until she saw his naked, powerful quadriceps. However, her gaze didn't last long as it followed the giant cock that swung up and slapped nearly his chest from how hard he was. What appeared to be tennis-ball sized testicles rested in his scrotum in between his legs - her favorite. "Oh, my God," Juile whispered three times. She could barely make eye contact with the man. He must have known how absolutely drenched her pussy was. She looked at the boyfriend and shook her head side to side, barely moving, completely confused and turned on. He couldn't stop smiling at her and looked down at his friend's dick, nodding his head up as if to say 'go ahead.' "Are you sure-" barely left her lips when she felt a powerful hand on the back of her head pull her around to face the friend. She saw a flash of his face smiling as he bit his bottom lip, then the head of his giant cock met her mouth as she was forced down. She reached out to grab his hips to slow her descent, but his force was unstoppable as he took her. She nearly orgasmed from the situation - her body was in shock, her mind was gone, her pussy was throbbing.

One hand held the back of the girlfriend's head and pushed down, the other grabbed the base of his cock. She obediently opened her mouth as she was aggressively pushed down, sliding the tip in, stretching her open jaw. It was giant, and remarkably hard, making her wince as he forced her down. She listened to him exhale with pleasure as he bobbed her head up and down, holding on to his legs and hips to resist his force. She struggled to yell from how quickly she was suffocated, only allowing a moan mistaken as pleasure. It earned her a more forceful series of downward pushes. Her body betrayed her, soaking her pussy as she sat. She felt the boyfriend's hands rub her ass as he watched his friend violate his wife's throat.

Down she was pushed, forcing it deeper, tears accumulating in her eyes. She felt her face redden, her confusion trumped only by her pleasure.

"That's it," she heard the boyfriend say. "Good girl." His fingers slid her dress up and made their way between her legs from behind.

At long last, she was released, expecting a breath, but instead, her head was shoved down to his balls. Automatically, she stuck her tongue out, thick strands of drool hanging off it as she was made to please him. The friend moaned loudly, encouraging her.

"Oh, yeah," the boyfriend commented, "She loves balls." She had to come up on all fours in order to reach as far as he was pushing, spreading her ass in front of her boyfriend. "Don't you, baby?" he asked.

She tried to answer, but a wet, muffled moan was all that was heard. Sinister laughs echoed around her as they teased her. "Don't be gentle," the boyfriend instructed. The friend listened, grabbing a fistful of her hair and directing her face in a way that objectified and turned her on. She was forced up and down to drag her tongue on his balls, side to side. She moaned as she was used, as she absolutely adored being dominated like this. She was dripping wet, eager to please, and began moaning as he dragged her aggressively. "See?" the boyfriend said. "She likes it."

"What else does she like?" the friend asked, truly curious, looking over at the boyfriend. She was suffocated by the man's scrotum

"Anything and everything you do. Anything." the boyfriend repeated. They smiled at each other, and the friend grabbed the girlfriend under the waist and threw her onto the ground. Her face was drenched, ruined, destroyed. She looked up at them with spit all over her face, thick white ropes hanging off, smiling, waiting for her instructions. Her eyes were red and the men could notice the streaks of tears from her struggling head.

The friend grabbed her by the hair with two hands and returned her to his cock. Down she was forced, this time even deeper given how he held her. He was so long and thick that it barely got halfway before she felt like it was in her stomach. As he forced her down, he slid his hips forward so his balls hung off the edge of the couch. Once again, she was forced down to them to suck them, lick them, rub her face across and over them.

Abruptly, and out of an act of pure disrespect, he lifted his legs up and pushed her head lower, holding her now by the hair. Her tongue was forced from his sagging balls to his exposed taint, up and down she was thrown. The friend moaned louder and louder, and the boyfriend began to sweat from excitement as he watched. She opened her eyes and looked over to see the boyfriend's discomfort growing, his face reddening from anger and excitement. She smiled as she looked at her boyfriend, becoming more eager as she saw his jealousy mounting.

"That's it," the friend encouraged. "Be a good little whore."

At that, she looked at him, then started to moan extra loudly, appearing to enjoy it more than the friend did. She looked at the boyfriend to make sure he was watching, and when she saw him start to undo his jeans, she laughed and kept egging him on. She moaned and laughed as she licked his balls and his taint, pleasing him to the point of moaning with gritted teeth.

She reached for the man's hamstrings under his knees and pushed them up. She looked at her boyfriend and smirked, pausing for a second

"I'll be your best little whore," she told the friend. She stuck her tongue out and leaned forward, making eye contact with the boyfriend as her tongue met the friend's asshole. She slid her tongue up and down eagerly, a submissive and degrading act, looking over at her boyfriend as she did it. The friend let out a series of laughing moans, tickled from the sensation, pleased, and in a state of dominance unfamiliar to himself. He reached in between his legs to the back of her head so he could push her in deeper. A fun, excited moan escaped her open mouth as she continued to eat his ass. Her eyes winced from her smile as she saw her boyfriend sliding his own pants down, unable to control himself any more. In return, she used her hand to start jerking the friend off aggressively, his sagging balls bouncing off of her forehead as she pushed her face deeper to rim him. The boyfriend revealed his own powerfully hard cock and began to stroke it, pleasing himself slowly as he watched his girlfriend. Her eyes widened as she saw him, immediately moaning with pleasure. She jerked off the friend even harder, throwing her hand up and down in a frenzy. It wasn't enough, so she dragged her head up and down from his asshole, across his taint, then to his balls, sliding her face side to side when she reached them. She sucked them into her mouth hard, her cheeks indenting, as she made a pleading face at the friend. She leaned away with his balls in her mouth, his sagging sack stretching as she winced at him. The boyfriend was now fully masturbating, stroking himself with more speed as he watched in horror and euphoria. The girlfriend was in a state of bliss herself, knowing how much he hated and loved it. As she looked at him, the friend reached between his legs with both hands, grabbed her by the hair, and directed her back to his cock to choke on again.

"Oh, my god," the friend said in between gasps, looking at the boyfriend. He smiled at him, the pleasure unable to be contained. "Did you know you were dating such a whore?" he breathed heavily. She sputtered and coughed with the violence of the face fucking.

The boyfriend laughed, a darkness behind it, "I had no idea." He, too, was breathing heavily as he jerked off. The casualness of the conversation was making her head spin. She was slowly feeling more and more like their toy.

"She just can't seem to get enough," the friend informed the boyfriend, returning her face between his glutes, suffocating her.

"I know, she seems to be enjoying devouring your ass more than you," the boyfriend said distantly.

"I might have to... borrow her... from time to time," his pauses were timed to the efforts of shoving her face down and driving his hips up, absolutely punishing her throat. She could barely hold on to the tears that welled in her eyes.

"I'll be your slut whenever you want-" she started after coming up for air. She was cut off by the friend reaching down and giving her a slap in the face.

"Did I tell you to stop?" the friend asked, laughing. The boyfriend's cock pulsed and he felt an orgasm burning in his gut as he watched. When she took more than a fraction of a second to answer, another slap met her face, harder this time. It made a loud, wet sound from her tears and saliva. She inhaled to answer as the friend looked over at the boyfriend. "Does she always have trouble answering questions?" he laughed. He grabbed her hair by the top of her head and picked her up, looking at her with accusation.

"No-" she started, but could barely get that out before she was struck again. She winced as the blows came forward, the friend laughing, the boyfriend about to cum. When she saw how much the boyfriend liked it, she had to contain it herself. She desperately wanted to finger herself, her clit swelling, her pussy moistening. "Please-" she whispered as she looked at her boyfriend. Her act was convincing, but all three of them knew how much she liked to be dominated like this. She whimpered again, "please..."

"Please what?" the friend tortured her. He grabbed her face underneath her chin, squeezing her cheeks. She looked at him, then at the boyfriend.

"Please..." she looked at her boyfriend, a smile peeling underneath her distressed expression. "Please don't let him stop," she teased her boyfriend. "I want to keep sucking his big, fat cock," she paused on each for emphasis, her hand reaching between her legs to run her fingers over her clit. "I want to keep sucking his massive, cum-filled balls," her fingers accelerated. The boyfriend's pants were at his ankles, his strokes long and hard. "I'm gonna keep eating his ass," she teased, watching her boyfriend become visibly disturbed, throwing his head back with jealous pleasure. "I'm gonna lick his taint and his asshole 'til he gives me a fat load!" She was full-on masturbating, her breath becoming heavy. "And I'll let him keep beating me until I do it right," she finished, watching her boyfriend with a cold stare, smiling.

Her teasing worked. The boyfriend could no longer hold on. He stood up abruptly and turned towards his lover, watching her face as she was released from the friend. He swung his thick, hard cock towards her, and she opened her mouth, a quiet 'ah' coming out as her head was grabbed by the back and forced upon him. She laughed and looked up at him as he took her, a sensation of unparalleled euphoria coming upon her. She let her eyes redden as his pace quickened, his balls swinging and slapping her chin, a feeling she described at length how much she enjoyed.

The friend stood up and helped. He took the girlfriend by the back of the head as well with both hands, pushing her down with a rhythm matching the couple's. There was a unique submission to his movements, now centered around degrading his girlfriend in an attempt to help please his friend. Her eyes now widened, feeling a new powerlessness as the two strong men forced her head down with a speed that was ruining her windpipe. When she held her hands against her boyfriend's thighs for mercy, the friend immediately grabbed her by the wrists and pulled them back, rendering her unable to restrain against the boyfriend's powerful thrusts. She looked up at him, eyes a deep red, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks. She struggled not to smile and maintain the look of pathetic submission when she saw how much her boyfriend loved it.

"That's it, you little bitch," the boyfriend growled at her. The friend echoed a laugh at the girlfriend. "You can't get enough cock, can you?" She attempted to moan a 'no' but just let out a wet, sputtering 'uh-uh'. The boyfriend bit his lip hard as he face fucked his girlfriend. "Whose cock do you like more? Hm?" She choked and drooled, thick white strands of saliva swinging onto her neck and chest. He released her so she could answer.

"Obviously, I love his big, fat cock!" she teased, motioning her head behind her. She tortured her lover even from her compromised position. "I'd suck those massive balls any time he wanted!" She saw her boyfriend's cock throb from excitement.

Struggling to breathe from disbelief and sexual excitement, the boyfriend asked, "Yeah? You like that?"

His girlfriend nodded excitedly, and the friend took it as his cue to come forward, laying his long dick across her face. "Oh, god, I love it. You know what I love the most?" she teased.

"What's that?"

"Eating his ass," she hissed. "I hope he makes me lick his ass all the time," she said, grabbing at the friend's thigh as he stepped closer against her. "I'm gonna be his little bitch," and as she said it, she leaned her head backwards and opened her mouth. The friend leaned forward, dragging his hanging balls across her face from forehead to chin. The boyfriend watched his girlfriend's tongue come out as they made contact with her mouth. She disappeared underneath his scrotum, her face engulfed as she licked across his taint and leaned back. She held onto a leg with each hand so she could pull her face into his glutes, once again rimming the friend. The friend had an excited face as he laughed, surprised at her enthusiasm.

"God, I really had no idea!" the friend laughed, gyrating his hips forward and backward, humping her face with his ass, taint, and balls. The girlfriend laughed into him, muffled by his muscle. "I mean she really loves it," he said, reaching behind him to grab her by the hair and slam her face forward into him repeatedly. She whimpered moans to the rhythm of the strikes. He let go and let her slide forward so his balls went from chin to forehead again. Every time the boyfriend saw her face emerge, he got angrier, and more turned on.

"Watch this," the friend said and leaned back. He grabbed his shaft and pointed it down at her throat, then lowered his whole body. With her head craned backward, the girlfriend could do nothing but take it. Her throat bulged from the friend's cock, expanding as he drilled it down into her. The guttural gagging sounds echoed in the room, and she slapped at his legs frantically for mercy. The friend smiled and looked at the boyfriend, as if showing him a trick he learned. The friend shoved his pelvis down so hard that his testicles swung and slapped her tear-soaked face over and over again. She could barely take it, was losing air, and increased the intensity of her slaps. It only made the friend laugh.

"I think she likes it," the boyfriend said. He leaned down and placed his fingers against her clit. Absolutely drenched. "Oh, she really likes it," he said with evil in his voice. He began to run his fingers over her clit, sliding up and down her swollen pussy. He knew just the way to touch her, circling it, rubbing up and down, matching the rhythm of the friend. Minutes ticked on as the boyfriend pleased his girlfriend, who was objectified and used by his friend. Her spit bubbled and frothed, sliding out onto the sides of her cheeks, dripping over her face and being sprayed by his slapping balls.

Her whimpers turned to screams as the two worked her. Her abdominal flexed from the sensations of nearing orgasm as well as gagging. She tried to wiggle away, only to be grabbed by the throat with both hands by the friend, allowing him to penetrate her throat even harder. The screams fell into a bleating whine, causing a smirk to peel across the boyfriend's face, as well as a short laugh.

"Oh, she loves it." He said to the friend. "Keep going harder. Right, baby?" It was evident she was begging no, but her body was convulsing with pleasure. "I thought you said so," the boyfriend said, laughing. "That's it, bitch," he growled to her. The familiar gyrations of orgasm started in her lower body, causing the boyfriend to command, "don't you dare cum yet."

The friend had grown quiet except for labored breathing, symptomatic of his own orgasm. His intensity was maintained, his rhythm elevated.

"Don't you fucking cum, you slut," the boyfriend demanded of his girlfriend. She was now scream-moaning into the gag down her throat, unable to stop herself. Her head was swimming, warmth was enveloping her. She gyrated against the perfectly-timed fingers of her lover. It was when his fingers slid inside her and curled upwards against her insides that she lost it.

"Don't do it!" he demanded, but only a few seconds of the punishment and she succumbed. Her lower body contracted, her abdomen convulsed, and she had a gut-wrenching orgasm. She squirted ejaculate onto her boyfriend's hand and onto the floor, an explosive mess that she hadn't felt since her first sexual experiences. She thought she would pass out as she moaned, the friend relentlessly punishing her face, and the asphyxiation taking her to a new height of pleasure.

"Fuck!" screamed the friend as he pulled her back by the hair and whipped her around. He grabbed his cock by the base and jerked off violently, the tip an inch from her face. To the girlfriend's bliss, she opened her mouth, smiled, stuck her tongue out, and looked up at him as he exploded onto her face. She grabbed at his swollen balls, pawing at them, rubbing, grabbing, and pulling to encourage as much cum as she could. Thick, white ropes of ejaculate cascaded across her face, splashing up into her hair. Pulse after pulse emptied from his cock, splashing her entire tear-soaked, red face. Where the typical orgasm had three or four powerful blasts, his kept going, with her losing count from the shower of cum. She laughed and thought she would cum again, moaning "ahh" and squeezing his balls. It hung in strands over her eyes, off of her chin, and across her mouth. Much of it shot or dripped into her mouth, blessing her with a taste. The friend was moaning and exhaling heavily, granting every drop he could onto her. By the end of it, her entire face was coated in a thick, white speculum.

She turned to show herself to her boyfriend who was watching the whole scene, jerking off ever since she came on the floor. He could barely believe the sight; it was far more than he ever could have hoped for. She took a step on her knees towards him when the friend reached his arms between hers and held them behind her, forcing her chest and face forward. She had a shocked expression, wide-eyed and mouth open, exaggerating the copious amount of cum covering her face. The boyfriend lunged forward and drove his cock into her open mouth. She had never had him be so aggressive with her and struggled to take him. He drove himself into the back of her throat, slamming the tip into her face. His balls were swinging and slapping her chin, strings of cum connecting his testicles to his lover's neck.

"God, you're such a disgusting... little... slut," he growled through gritted teeth, matching the rhythm of his most intense thrusts yet. "I fucking love you!" Her eyes changed, whimpered eyebrows in disbelief and connection. They made eye contact as he continued inside her mouth, her looking at him lovingly. Tears welled again, but not only from the oral punishment, but from affection for her lover. "You're... such a... good... little... whore," he continued, making his girlfriend smile. He could wait no longer and he pulled himself back, jerking off and grabbing her by the hair as well. He pressed the tip against her cheek as he brought himself to orgasm.

"Give it to me, baby," she said to him. "Give me your cum, I've been such a good girl, haven't I? Look at your baby girl's face, look at what he did to me," she embodied a frightened animal, pathetic. "His big, fat cock and balls wrecked your baby's face," she whimpered. "He had so much cum for me. Please," she continued to act, "please let him do it again. I want to be his little bitch," she smiled evilly and timed her teasing perfectly to his orgasm.

Shooting out in equally voluminous strands, the boyfriend climaxed onto the face of his girlfriend. Burst after burst of viscous, hot load soaked her face, mixing with the dripping load of his friend. Her torturous words echoed as he emptied his balls completely, soaking her with even more. She smiled at him with her tongue out, licking at the tip as he finished, begging for each last drop.

The friend released her arms and she fell to all fours before bringing herself back up. She looked at the two of them, balls empty, cocks still hard. "Thank you, both," she laughed, looking up at them with feigned innocence.

"Yeah, thanks," the friend laughed looking at the boyfriend.

"Hey, what are friends for?"