The Best Friend

The Best Friend

My girlfriend insisted I go to the Senior Beach Party without her. Apparently, she caught a cold and wasn't feeling up to going out. She said all of our friends would be there and it wouldn't be fair to make me stay with her, especially since she'll get better with some rest, and once we all go off to college, we may not get to together much like this again.

So, I went.

When I got there most everyone was already there, including my girlfriend's best friend Divya. I try not to stare, but this girl is an exotic feast for the eyes. She has long, dark hair atop a slender but athletic build; she couldn't weigh more than 90 pounds but not an ounce of it was fat. Her tits are a very nice B-cup, barely contained by her tiny bikini top and she has a nice round, firm ass leading down to lengthy, smooth legs.

As I approached the crowd, I could see her light brown skin glistening from the saltwater, her navel rings resting against her toned abs almost daring me to steal a look at the triangular bit of cloth tightly hugging the area between her almost-touching thighs. I drew closer and became distracted by the greetings of the guys noticing me for the first time. It was just as well, because at that moment I remembered a sick girl that was at her house, probably napping, and trusting me not to undress any other girls with my eyes.

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Overall, it was a pretty fun day. We were all drinking some beer bought by someone's older brother and just hanging out. Occasionally some people would go take a swim in the water and a few of us played volleyball for a while (we lost track of the score as the bottles started to pile up). But eventually people started to trickle out and so the day came to an end. As I was starting toward my car, I heard a familiar voice call out to me. It was Divya.

"Yeah, D?" I forced myself to look her in the eye, but the alcohol kept whispering in my ear to let my glaze slip just a bit.

"Could you give me a ride? I came here with Ashley and her boyfriend, but I think I would just be getting in the way," she pointed behind her, purse in hand, and I could see Ashley and her boyfriend making out against Ashely's car. As I looked back at Divya and her eyes met mine, we both burst out laughing.

"Yeah, sure. I'm just over here," I indicated my car parked a couple rows back, still smiling from the massive PDA we'd just witnessed. Divya smiled back, thanking me but, as I turned to lead her to the parking lot, I could've sworn I saw her slyly bite her lip and look at my boardshorts. The sun and alcohol must've been getting to me.

It was a pretty long drive to Divya's house, and I thought I'd strike up a conversation to pass the time.

"So, didn't want your parents to come get ya, huh?"

"Hell no! Not unless I wanna get killed... Besides they're out of town this weekend on some business trip thing," she smiled at me again and then said, "If it wasn't for you, I'd be half-naked and stranded on the side of the road instead of going home."

I didn't know how the conversation got to this point, but I felt compelled to try to brush it off and act nonchalant, desperate to not think about this scantily-clad, hot girl talking about being naked in my car.

"You're not half-naked, and if you were, I don't think you'd have any problems gettin' a ride... home I mean."

"So, you think someone would take me home if I had less clothes on?"

"Yeah... no... I mean-- "

"Then it's probably not fair that you're driving me home, but I still have on my bikini. We should fix that!"

I did not see this coming. My mind was racing with thoughts of Divya getting naked, of my girlfriend sick and in bed, of the hard-on begging to be free.

"Uh... fix it...?" was all I could get out through the firestorm in my brain.

"I'd thought you'd never ask," she replied instantly with another devilish smile creeping across her face.

Before I knew it, there was a small bundle of black on my lap that used to cover the chest of my girlfriend's bestie. As much as my dick demanded my eyes wander over her now-bare, brown, bouncy breasts, my brain forced me to keep them on the road. I tried to ask her what she was doing, planning to protest in the name of her best friend but she leaned over and put a manicured finger over my lips, shushing me.

Her hand slowly slid down my neck, over my shoulder, down to my right hand, which she held gently, and then she whispered, "Let me help you with that..."

She then brought my hand up, placed my fingers on her lips and kissed them before sliding them down over her plump lips, to her neck, briefly squeezing my fingers around her slender neck almost unnoticeably, and then she found her mark, pressing my hand into the supple flesh of her round, soft, sun-kissed titty, her nipple erect and stabbing outward into my palm.

O God, it was more amazing than I'd imagined! The skin was so soft leading up to the stiff nipple, I just had to caress her breast and, without thinking, I began tugging her toward me by that delightful protuberance; she was more than willing to oblige.

"That's it... squeeze me!" it was a husky whisper, full of lust, but it burnt loudly in my ears, my dick listening intently. Something in my head must've clicked on because I was on autopilot, just doing what that sexy voice asked me. I squeezed and pulled, harder and harder, then I began to switch back-and-forth to rolling her nipple between my fingers to pulling so hard I made her move closer and her upper body dip lower. I was emboldened by her mewling and pleasure-filling gasping, so I allowed myself to molest her other boob, working on the nipple just as I did the first, striving to have them equally swollen and hard.

I was so lost in my ministrations that I only barely registered when the Velcro holding my fly closed was torn open and an eager hand reached in. I was so focused on what my fingers were doing that I didn't pay attention when Divya's fingers found my member and unceremoniously freed me, my seven inches finally able to reach upward in momentary relief. I almost didn't hear her say that I was going to get a real reward for helping her. And then I felt her full lips wrap around the head, gently suckling.

I looked around and took in the situation: there I was, with a gorgeous eighteen-year-old, sexy, topless girl who had my dick in her mouth as I fondled her breasts, all while driving. The unprecedentedness of the situation only fueled my lust, and I moved my hand all over her body, first around to her back, then down her spine to her fat ass up in the air (having imagined it many times before I couldn't help but give it a decent smack, to which she moaned approvingly). Then I let my hand trace its way down her toned leg, back up her thigh and onto the warm center of her bikini bottom, stretching my fingers between her thighs and briefly rubbing her through the thick, black material.

With my teasing done I ran my hand back up toward her head, moving slowly over her abdomen and pausing shortly only to give her a quick tweak of each nipple. I grabbed a handful of hair and held it to the back of her head as I began pushing her down further on my cock; I felt her smile before she gave way and slowly swallowed me.

I hadn't expected her to go all the way but there she was, nose to fly, gagging lightly. It felt amazing and I didn't know how she could please a man so well with only her mouth, then she started to bob her head on me. Every time she bottomed out, she would gag a bit then slide all the way back up to the head, working every inch, building up speed gradually until she was furiously gliding up and down, spit dripping down me. I pushed faster to match her pace, neither of us was going to stop anytime soon.

I realized I would need to pull over in order to not crash or veer off the road, so I did but Divya seemed to be waiting for this because as soon as the car had stopped, she began pumping my shaft in time with each stroke of her throat. I was dangerously close to cumming, and I almost didn't want to, greedily wishing she would continue forever. Divya sensed my tensing body and once again surprised me. At the top of her bobbing, she stopped with her lips encompassing my cockhead and her hand kept stroking me but oh-so-much-more faster than she had been. At the same time, she was jacking me off as fast as her arm would go, she was swirling her tongue around the tip, sucking me like she had to coax my orgasm up from my balls.

I fought hard not to cum immediately, desperately wanting this overwhelming pleasure to last, but she wouldn't have it. As I was teetering on the edge Divya quickly dropped her head down me once again, and again, and on the third time she went down I couldn't help myself anymore. With my hand still at the back of her head, I pushed down and held her there. Just as I slid to the back of her throat I started to cum, uncontrollable ropes pouring into her. The sensation of cumming so hard and knowing I was deep in her throat caused me to bellow in pure ecstasy.

As the euphoria subsided, I released her from my grip and tried to catch my breath. Divya took her top in hand and sat back up. She kept glancing over at me while fixing herself, letting out a giggle every so often. Once I had regained my composure and was able to formulate a thought, I looked over at the sexual creature I had just given in to, seeing her in a new light. With undoubtedly loads of testosterone still flowing heavily throughout my system, I found myself disappointed that she was now covered once again because some primal voice was bubbling up to just brush my conscious thoughts and that voice made me painfully aware of how much I would enjoy fucking her. But there she was, sitting in the passenger seat as though nothing had happened.

"We should get going; can't sit here all day ya know..." she said nonchalantly. I just stared blankly at her sitting with this relaxed air about her as if we had been carrying on small talk about the weather or our musical interests. I shrugged it off because, of course, she was right. We definitely couldn't just sit parked on the side of the road forever, so I fixed my pants, put the car in gear and off we were.

The rest of the drive went without incident and, before too long, we arrived at Divya's home. Frankly, I was surprised I was able to drive as well as I did, given that my head was still reeling from the alcohol and impromptu BJ from my (probably soon-to-be ex-) girlfriend's best friend. As I killed the engine and Divya started to get out of the passenger side of my car, I realized I couldn't go back to my girlfriend's house to pick up the stuff I'd left there smelling of semen and saliva. So, after she thanked me with the hint of a devious smile on her lips, I asked her if I could use the bathroom, making the excuse that the beer had run right through me.

"You most definitely can come inside... to use the bathroom!"

"Thanks, D," I said, thinking that my system must still be flooded with testosterone because I was reading into the way she phrased her reply. Surely, she now realized that what happened in the car was an alcohol-fueled mistake that we should never speak of again.

I made my way to the bathroom off the main living room area that D had indicated. I closed the door & locked it, ensuring my privacy. I turned on the sink and splashed my face with water before looking at myself in the mirror, still reeling from the drive. After several minutes of trying to process and figure out how to mask what had happened from my girlfriend, I used one of the hand towels and some warm water to clean up my junk the best I could as quickly as I could. Somewhat satisfied with my clean-up job, I steeled myself, turned off the water, and left the bathroom.

As I was walking down the hallway, I could hear a faint sound coming from the living room. It was soft and fleeting but sounded an awful lot like sighing. Or was it... moaning?

I slowed my pace and took careful steps so that the sounds of my steps wouldn't block out the barely-not-there sounds coming from just ahead. As I moved closer to the end of the hall, I began to realize that D must've turned on the tv of some rom-com and that's what I was hearing.

Then I exited the hallway, turned toward the sound, and found D there. But she wasn't watching tv.

She was on her knees.

Giving head.

To my girlfriend.

To say I was flabbergasted would be the understatement of the century. I just stood there, mouth agape, trying to wrap my head around what was happening when my girlfriend finally noticed me.

"Hey babe!"

"Uh... hey..."

Seeing the confused look on my face, my girlfriend - who was completely naked while sitting on the edge of an armchair and allowing an equally naked Divya to eat her pussy - started to explain how she wasn't actually sick and that she set this up so I would drop D off at her house.

"Um... ok," were the only words I could find as my mind try to wrap itself around the convoluted plan laid out before me. "But why are you doing this?" I asked, acutely aware of the resurgence of life my cock had found, though half my thinking capacity was still working overtime on her story.

"I had to make sure, of course," she replied, punctuating the statement with another hushed moan.

"Make sure of what, Hazel?

"That you would fuck this gorgeous thing here," as she spoke, Hazel reached down and took Divya by the chin and guided her up, then leant down and kissed Divya without a hint of hesitation or irony. When Hazel broke the kiss, she looked at Divya, tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear, stroked her full, soft bottom lip, then pushed her head back down to her crotch. The moment Divya's mouth restarted their work, Hazel closed her eyes and let her head fall back onto the top of the headrest of the armchair, letting out a moan of approval.

"My God that mouth of hers is fantastic, wouldn't you say?" Hazel lowered her head down to look at me and then continued, "Oh, she's already told me all about the fun you two had on the way over."

I didn't know what to say. Hell, my mind was blank. The only thing I could process was that pressure my cock was putting on my shorts, the Velcro barely hanging on for dear life.

"So, don't you want to fuck her? I know that I definitely want to fuck her, but it would be so much more fun to fuck her together, don't you think?"

"I -"

"Oh, and don't worry, she wants to fuck us. I mean she's my best friend; she'll do anything for me. And I do mean anything..."

I shuffled my feet, still unsure of what to do in that moment but Hazel just kept on going. She was determined to convince me to -

"Come play with this sexy whore, babe. We can do everything we've ever wanted to do to her. Isn't that right my little slut?"

Without missing a beat, Divya nodded her head and mumbled in the affirmative, all while her tongue was exploring my girlfriend's shaved pink pussy.

"Go ahead and take off your clothes. I can see that your cock is yearning to be freed."

I, having no thoughts of my own and immensely horny to boot, slowly complied with Hazel's prompting. As my trunks hit the floor and I stood straight, I could feel some of the pressure was taken off my eight-inch cock, which now stood fully at attention and glistened with precum.

"Now, fuck her," Hazel spoke matter-of-factly. I hesitated at first, but Hazel repeated the direction. I stepped up to just behind Divya, then knelt to one knee so that I lined my dick up with her wet slit. It was practically dripping, having been neglected the entire time D was eating out my girlfriend. I placed my cockhead against her pink & swollen entrance, then gently stroked my bulging head up & down her opening, coating myself with her juices. After several strokes I could no longer control myself and I unceremoniously shoved my cock deep into Divya's pussy. She took nearly half of my rock-hard eight inches and moaned into Hazel's cunt with lusty approval.

Hazel, with her eyes trained on the sight of me impaling her bestie, let out a gasp followed by a shuttering moan.

"FUCK, yes that felt good baby! Do it again!"

I assumed she meant me and slowly removed my cock all the way from D's pussy, only to quickly bury it once again into her depths as far as I could. D, having now accepted another full inch of cock, moaned even louder while continuing to work on Hazel's clit. This caused Hazel to also let out a squeal and then a deep moan. Without prompting this time, I repeat my withdrawal & reinsertion move once more, eliciting another round of moans from both girls. It sounded like they were both getting close to reaching orgasm, Hazel especially since she has been getting almost nonstop cunnilingus for some time now. Truth be told, I could sense that my own climax wasn't too far off either.

With the beckoning of so much gratification on the horizon, I once again slide out of Divya and slammed back in but this time I didn't pause to listen to their chorus of moans. I immediately pulled out again and rammed back in.

And again, then moan. And I again I withdrew.

Again, I slammed into Divya's pussy, my balls stirring with a need for release. I knew I couldn't hold out much longer.

I pulled out and slammed back in. Out then back in. Out and in.

Finally, I pulled out and with every ounce of leg strength I could muster, I slammed back into Divya, burying my entire length into her. I couldn't restrain myself any longer and let the orgasm take me. Cum pouring into D's swollen pussy, I let out a primal roar of satisfaction and victory. I felt D's pussy contract around my pumping member as I heard her cry out in climax. This in turn triggered Hazel to finally succumb to her own orgasm, crying out and squealing and gasping as the waves of pleasure washed over us all in turn.

We were I huddled mass of postcoital bliss and after-orgasm exhaustion. No one moved for what seemed like hours while we caught our collective breath. Just a tangled mess of extremities.

But I wasn't done yet.

The whole time I was fucking D, her asshole was winking at me invitingly. I wasn't going to let this opportunity pass me by, so I got to my feet slowly, bent down to wear D was still bent over on the floor with her ass up in the air, and quickly spit on her relaxed brown little hole. Before they could register what was happening, I was squatting over her, already two inches deep in D's tight ass.

It was glorious! Warm and forbidden but now mine.

Luckily, somehow, my cock was still hard, so I was able to push into her fairly easily. D let out a groan that seemed to be more surprise than outright pain. I slowly pumped into D's ass managing to work another couple inches in when Hazel finally noticed.

"And to think, I had to convince you to get undressed at first," she remarked with a bemused smile.

"There you go, baby! Get your huge, beautiful cock up that whore's ass!"

What can I say, the encouragement turned me on. I sped up my thrusts until my hips were slapping obscenely against her ass at a decent pace. I then grabbed a handful of D's hair and pulled back, causing her to arch her back.

"Play with her tits, Hazel," I blurted out.

"Don't have to tell me twice stud!"

"O-o-o-OH YES!" was all D could manage as we ravaged her body again.

While I was fucking D and watching Hazel tongue-lash her nipples, I got a crazy idea. Admittedly it was something I saw a few times watch porn late at night on my own, but now it was something I had to try.

And without preamble, I pulled out of D's ass and walked up to Hazel, then shoved her head down to my cock. She amazingly accepted my throbbing member into her mouth and began to enthusiastically work it over. And my God did it feel amazing! I mean I was literally just fucking a girl's ass and now it's in another's mouth!

My mind was swirling with pleasure, like Hazel's tongue was on my dick. But D wasn't being left out either. Without missing a beat, she had turned over and began sucking & licking my balls. In fact, it wasn't long before my entire package was coated in their spit.

With the spit dripping from my cock & balls, I decided to switch things up again. I had Hazel lay down on the chair so that her head and chest were flat on the seat. Then I had D straddle Hazel's face so that Hazel could eat her pussy out while D and I made out. Finally, I used my spit-lubed cock to fuck Hazel's amazing C-cup tits.

I was immensely turned on by this albeit complicated position, but I was worth it because I could feel my climax approaching. I concentrated on fucking my girlfriend's tits while making out with her best friend as the best friend ground her pussy into my girlfriend's face. My balls began to swell with the need for release, and in my need to get there I began twisting and pulling on Hazel's nipples. She was moaning into D's pussy as I began biting and sucking on D's neck and collarbone. D must've been close herself because she was leaving pretty good scratches all over my back.

That's when Hazel reached her hand around and stuck her finger in my ass.

I came immediately.

The sensation was foreign and new but naughty and forbidden. It was just the sort of thing to put me over the edge and Hazel knew it. I could hear her moan, happy with herself for her little move.

As a began to cum, I pulled my cock from between Hazel's tits and aimed my streams of cum where D's pussy met Hazel's face. And I coated them good, so much so that, despite Hazel trying, she couldn't lap it all up.

As I came all over these sexy things in front of me, D erupted in another orgasm. She was just as loud as I had been not a second before her. She looked divine as she came into Hazel's eager mouth while coated in my jizz.

After a few minutes to compose ourselves and get untangled, the girls began kissing tenderly while I began to leave the room, telling them that I was going to go start the shower for us all. They both finally followed me to the shower by the time I had gotten the temperature just right.

The girls smiled at me and went in for a shared kiss; they tasted of our exploits. We didn't stop our kiss, even while we all made our way under the water.

One helluva party, amiright?

THE END