Hey all, been awhile since I posted some of my Fiction stories here. Been mostly doing so on Literotica these days as it can be hard to find specific subreddits for my stories. This one doesn't include any outright cuckoldry or sharing, but Part 2 (which is already up on my Literotica) does. Thought I might try posting this one here as I've grown a lot as a writer recently, and think this story might really excite you all.
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Thank you! The story is called "A whole new world" on my literotica, if you want to read part 2.
——JULIA——
"Hey babe, did Charlie come through with the STUFF?" I asked Michael, planting a kiss on his cheek as I set my bag down on the counter. I still wasn't totally accustomed to being the kind of person who gets or does, stuff, but we were in an experimental phase of our relationship.
We'd even graduated from missionary and… whatever you call the one where I'm on top, to such naughty acts as doggystyle and sixty-nine. Absolute degeneracy, I know.
Michael smiled and held up a half-full sandwich bag.
"Yep! We're all set. I did get a little something extra though, if you're interested."
Michael fished around in his pocket before producing a much smaller bag, I didn't even know they made them that small.
Inside were about 10 or so small pills. He held them towards me, so I took them and saw they each had a small heart shape stamped into them.
"What are these?"
"Molly, or ecstasy, same thing I think. You know those movies where a character goes to a club and takes something then gets all euphoric and has a great time?", He said.
I nodded, handing the bag back to him.
"Well, this is that. These are those. Whatever. Charlie gave them to me for pretty cheap, and I thought they'd be fun to try out…" He trailed off and his expression made me realize I must be making a face too.
"You don't want to? We don't have to it was just an idea." He said, pocketing the little baggie.
"No! We can. You mean like, try them tonight?"
He nodded.
"Okay, yeah. I guess I'm just a little nervous since it would be our first time doing it, and we'd be around other people." I said, fiddling with my hands.
"I mean it's just Chris, Zach, and Nathan. I'd give them some too, and it's not like they're strangers. We've known them forever." He said, reaching out and holding my hands, "But if you wanna try them by ourselves that's cool too. Whatever makes you comfortable."
I raised my eyes to his as he pulled me against him. I knew I wasn't the smallest girl in the world, but Michael had a way of making me feel tiny under his gaze. God, ten-years in and he could still give me butterflies.
I giggled, suddenly feeling foolish for being so nervous. We were being adventurous! Trying new things! Branching out! I would be in the safety of my own home with the man I love, and our long-time friends.
"You're right, I'm down to try it –" I said as I watched his eyes flick down from mine for a brief moment before returning.
"Did you just look at my tits during a serious conversation?"
"What? Me?" He laughed, his eyes flicking down to them again, "Well yeah maybe. It's not my fault they look so good."
"Is this dress too tight? I feel like it's really hugging me. Maybe I should change before they get here. I don't want to look like –"
"You look amazing baby. Keep it on." He grinned, "Or maybe take it off, we've got some time before they show up."
The giddy excitement within me grew. I'd been trying to step out of my comfort zone by wearing more tightly fitting clothes. I'd always been a bit on the chubbier side, and those insecurities were hard to dissolve. But when Michael looked at me like that, I wanted nothing more than to see myself how he saw me.
"If those pills are as good as you think, maybe we can have some fun after everyone leaves." I let my finger trail across the neckline of my dress, pulling down on the stretchy material to show Michael how easy it was to remove, "Plus, I want more time with you than just a quickie."
"Fair enough" He said, bringing his hands up to hold my head as he drew me in for a kiss.
Some of the steam he was building inside of me blew off as our lips connected, only to be replaced my significantly more as his hands roamed down to the top of my breasts. He held his face close to mine as our lips parted and his fingers teased the soft flesh just below the fabric.
"You can't stop me from looking though. Something tells me I won't be the only one sneaking glances at you." He said, his voice deep and soft, dripping with desire.
I squirmed against him. My senses were nearly overloaded at his touch, the safe smell of him, and the sound of his lust for me. We'd experimented with alcohol, and weed, but he was my favorite drug by a mile.
"Nathan maybe, but Zach has a girlfriend now and I'm pretty sure I'm not Chris' type." I said, drawing a shuddering breath as Michael continued grazing my skin just below the v-cut in my top where some cleavage was visible.
Nathan was the quintessential nerd. I mean, we all kinda were. We were hosting a multiplayer video game night after all. But he was a few steps deeper in the shy nerd archetype than we were.
And Chris was… a bit of an outlier. Despite being more into sports and partying back in highschool, he had been Michael's best friend for years. I'd never seen him with any woman who wasn't petite, pretty, and a little 'basic', so I didn't know what Michael was talking about. I imagined everyone looking at me, in the way Michael was implying, and felt a confusing bundle of emotions.
"Maybe I should change… I don't want to seem –"
Michael pulled me tighter.
"No. You look incredible baby. Let them stare." I felt his hard cock twitch against me through his pants, "Let them fantasize about my sexy girlfriend."
His fingers dove deeper under my shirt, and he ran them over my hard nipples. My mind spun. He'd already been getting me all worked up, and he knew just how much I liked having my breasts played with. What just a moment ago was a growing desire, became a desperate NEED in an instant. We didn't have time to have sex, but I needed him inside of me.
I looped my fingers under the fabric where Michaels fingers were and pulled down. My heavy breasts spilled free, no longer supported by the tight top or the bra beneath it. I let both the top of the dress and my bra rest between my breasts and my body. One benefit of having big tits was how good they were at holding things in place in a pinch. Between that and the reaction Michael had when I freed them, the back pain was alllllmost worth it.
Michael's eyes went wide at my sudden transformation, and I fell to my knees before him as I fumbled with his zipper.
"Holy shit babe" He moaned above me, as he leaned forward and gave my breast a squeeze. The fire inside me raged at his touch.
"You like thinking about our friends ogling me huh?" I blurted out, finally getting his cock free.
"Yeah, of course, I have a beautiful, sexy girlfri — UNGH" He groaned as I took his length into my mouth, a blissful sound.
"Fuck. That feels so fucking good." He groaned, running his fingers through my hair as I bobbed on him, "I like showing you off, is that so bad?"
Again, I thought how much I wished I could see myself how he sees me. My curves and "thickness" (His word) that I was insecure of were the things that made him drool. At least I liked my breasts as much as he did. Maybe one day I'd learn to love the rest of me the same way.
I popped my mouth off of his head and looked up at him as I stroked him.
"No, it is< kind of hot. Maybe I'll try to turn some heads for you." I played as if I were as confident about my ability to do this as he seemed to be. I took him back into my mouth and held eye contact with him as my tongue danced around his tip.
"I don't think you'll have to try." He said breathlessly and I felt his legs begin to tremble. "Jesus, baby I'm gonna fucking –"
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
We both froze, staring into each others eyes with my lips around his tip as someone's knuckles rapped on the door.
They were here already.
"Shit, we should…" Michael began, but I wouldn't let him finish the sentence.
I wrapped my hands around the back of his legs and buried his cock as deep in my mouth as I could. His tip pressed against the back of my throat and I relaxed in the way we'd been practicing, allowing him to slip deeper into me.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Holy shit holy shiitttt" He whimpered above me, and I felt his moan resonate with a pulsing heat between my legs.
I held my grip on his legs, anchoring myself to him as I threw my head back and forth and let my tongue wander beneath the weight of his cock. He tasted so fucking good, I could savor it forever but I needed him to finish.
I pulled his cock from my throat and started stroking him furiously as my tongue worked the bottom of his head.
"Cum in my fucking mouth baby please. I need it right now baby I need your cum in my mouth." I moaned beneath him, taking one breast in my free hand and jiggling it for him.
That did the trick.
His eyes squeezed shut as his whole body tensed up. I took his head into my mouth and sucked like I was trying to extract all the cum from his body. He exploded a moment later. Rope after rope of hot cum shooting into the back of my throat. I wrapped my lips tight around his head as he stopped shooting and gave it one last kiss to clean the head before swallowing it all.
He was breathing heavily, bracing himself on the counter as he recovered from the soul sucking I'd just given him. I smiled up at him as I pinched my nipples and tugged on them. God I couldn't wait until later. I wanted that cock back inside me.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Oh shit. Right.
We both came back to reality at the same moment. He started putting his still wet cock back into his pants, as I rose from the ground and placed my tits back in my bra and shirt.
"Babe can you let them in? I have to piss like a racehorse." Michael laughed, still breathless and trembling. I loved having that effect on him.
"Do I look okay? None got on me or anything did it?" I asked, moving my face around so he could inspect all the angles.
"Nope I think you swallowed it all." He leaned in and kissed me before running off to the bathroom.
Whew. That was intense. My pussy was still throbbing as I walked to the door, and straightened out my shirt. I'd have to get Michael to return the favor later.
——MICHAEL——
By the time I got back from the bathroom, Nathan and Chris were already settling in on the chairs and couch in the living room. Julia was standing in the middle of the room, asking if anyone wanted something to drink.
There was something so hot about that. Julia, the center of attention, commanding a room. Whew. Maybe I was just still reeling from that incredible blowjob, but I took a confusing sort of pleasure seeing everyone look at her. That amazing woman was mine.
"There he is! Worlds longest piss bro goddamn." Chris said, coming over and spreading his arms for a hug, "Thankfully the lovely Julia was here to welcome us or we'd still be knocking."
I laughed and spread my arms as he gripped me in a bear hug. Jeeze, I always forgot how strong he was.
"Next time text me and I'll drive slower," He whispered, "Sorry we interrupted."
He released me and smiled. Interrupted? Wait…
"How?…"
"You're pissing and she's looking all disheveled and worked up? Come on, who you think you're fooling?"
He clapped me on the shoulder and turned back to the living room as Julia walked by us into the kitchen.
"Anything for you babe?" She asked, shooting me eyes that said 'come here'.
"Yeah, let me help you." I said as I walked up next to her, taking a couple bottles from her.
"Nathan already looked at my tits. Didn't even try to hide it." She whispered, a soft smile on her lips.
I knew she'd enjoy the attention. We'd been together since early highschool, it would be strange if I DIDN'T know her inside and out. I loved that she seemed to glow with confidence as she said it, and I loved that she felt comfortable enough to tell me.
I gave her a little poke in the side and she let out a small 'eep'.
"Told ya you looked goooooood" I teased as she closed the refrigerator.
"It was just Nathan. He's a 25 year old virgin, I'm sure he'd look at anything."
"Noooooo, I saw that smile, you know you're killin' it." I grinned, basking in her bashful glow, "Chris noticed too. I'll tell you later, c'mon they're gonna think we're conspiring over here."
We passed out drinks, and got some music and one of our party games set up on the TV.
About ten minutes later Zach arrived. Normally they all carpooled together for these game nights but since he started dating his new girlfriend he's been coming on his own. She seemed a little… demanding, and he wanted to be able to head home if she requested it. Still, he seemed happy so we didn't push.
Once everyone got settled in Julia suggested bringing out the party favors. Both kinds. I wasn't going to bring up the molly unless she did. I didn't want to push her into a situation that she seemed uncomfortable with earlier. But the way she bit her lip when she looked at me and asked me to get it was a telltale sign. She was excited to try it. And excited to jump my bones while on it. I had no idea how long it lasted, but we had plenty of the little tablets to make that happen.
God, it was crazy how quickly we became drug people. It's not like we were using them all the time. Both Julia and I had really sheltered childhoods, and it felt nice to experiment and branch out together. And I loved how horny she got on weed. I was hoping this would be even better.
"Here ya go" I said, passing the bag of weed to Chris who had brought over a bong that we had filled with water and ice.
"Alsoooo" I reached into my back pocket and pulled out the small bag of molly, giving it a little shake as the boys looked on.
"Ooo, whatcha got there?" Chris asked, frozen mid-motion with his hand in the bag of weed.
"Got some molly from Charlie, we'd never tried it and I figured why not tonight?" I grinned as I scanned the room for reactions.
Nathan just grinned, he'd been a bit of a drug nerd for a long time and I was certain he'd tried it before. Zach looked a bit shocked, but clearly interested, and Chris just stared at me blankly for a moment before finding some words.
"Uh, you sure man?" He glanced towards Julia for a second before settling his gaze back towards me, "It can be kinda intense"
"It just makes you feel super good and happy right? Sounds like a good addition to game night to me," I glanced to Julia to gauge her reaction to what Chris had said and she seemed just as interested as before.
Chris' face bore an apprehensive expression as he looked between Julia and I.
"Yeah, I mean, in addition to some other stuff. People can act a little different on it, might be better for you two to –" Chris started before Nathan cut him off.
"Hey don't talk him out of it man!" Nathan said, standing, "Mikey wants to give you free drugs, be thankful!"
"Alright, alright. Thank you Mikeyyyyy." Chris sighed with a smile, as I set a tablet on the table, and placed another in Nathan's hand.
"You down, Zach?" I asked, looking towards him. Suddenly he seemed a bit anxious.
"Uhhh, I don't know, if Cara wants me to come back I don't wanna –"
"Come onnnn, let loose man, or does your girlfriend keep your balls at the house too?" Nathan teased, popping the tablet in his mouth and swallowing.
"That's rich coming from you considering I'm the only woman you've ever talked to besides your mother.", Julia said, giving Nathan a playful slap on the arm as he passed by her. "You don't have to if you don't want to, Zach."
"Hey! I could get a girlfriend, I'm just.. uh… playing the field right now is all." Nathan returned, as he sat back in his chair.
"Maybe you should. It would give you someone else's tits to stare at." Julia said, grinning, knowing he'd been caught. I was shocked that she would mention it, but I reveled in the confidence it took her to bring attention to it.
His face flushed red immediately.
"Oh, I… uh… well… I didn't mean" Nathan scrambled for a defense, but nothing came.
"Bussstedddddd." Chris laughed as he finished packing the bong and took his own tablet.
"Fuck it, I don't wanna be the only one left out, I'll take one." Zach said and I walked over to where he was sitting and deposited it in his hand.
Chris ripped the first hit of the bong as I approached Julia, holding one out for her, expecting her to take it from me.
Instead, she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, her eyes locked on mine in a way that made me feel like the only person in the world.
Slowly, I placed the small tablet on her tongue and she took it into her mouth and swallowed. Once I shook from my trance, I took one as well.
"Absolutely smouldering" Chris joked with an overexaggerated sigh, "Mom and dad might need some alone time later, kiddos."
Dad at least wanted some alone time right fucking now, and judging by the way Julia stared into my fucking soul, I imagined the feeling was mutual. Still, we had a game night to host. There would be play time later.
"Uh, okay, wanna start with some Jackbox? We just got the new pack." I said, trying to clear my mind from the haze Julia had eye-fucked into me.
"Sounds good to me" Chris said, holding up the bong and lighter, "Who's next on this?"
——JULIA——
The first hour or so after taking the tablet we spent playing games and joking around like we usually do. My chest was heavy with a nervous anticipation, and a growing need to get Michael alone.
I knew he loved when I acted confident and sure of myself. Both selflessly because he wanted to see me more comfortable in my own skin, and because it made him helplessly aroused. I lived for the way he looked at me in those moments. A combination of pride and happiness for me, and a desperate hunger lingering just beneath the surface.
My heart was racing when I joked about Nathan staring at my tits, but when I saw Michael looking at me with nothing but love and joy in his eyes, it made the nerves worth it.
This would be different. I had no idea how molly would actually feel, and Chris had made some comments about how it might make us all act a little different. He hadn't really elaborated on that, and the not knowing was driving me crazy. I wished I could just start to feel it already, so I could get over the hump.
Michael must have noticed I was acting different, because he gave my shoulder a squeeze before softly trailing his fingers over the exposed skin of my upper back. God, his fingers felt electric. Like a soft warmth was emanating out from him.
I turned my head to meet his eyes while the other guys were finishing up with their turns in the game. He smiled down at me, calm and sweet, his big blue eyes a safe haven amid the nerves. Had they always been SO blue? I felt safe in those eyes. Loved, cherished, excited, and sexy. I wanted to be the woman he saw in me so badly. I wanted to feel like I truly deserved such a loving, longing, gaze from this amazing man.
It's so easy to get lost in the drudgery of day to day life. I wouldn't say I took him for granted, I definitely knew how lucky I was to have him. But sometimes you forget to REALLY appreciate it. The air was thick between us, as if our passion and love was physically manifesting.
Michaels hand moved from trailing soft circles on my back to the back of my head, running his fingers through my hair.
Holy shit
That felt really fucking good. It's like every part of my body was suddenly an erogenous zone. Squirming under the immense pleasure of his lightest touch. Sure, I was turned on, but this was something else entirely. I felt like I was floating, both cool and hot simultaneously, my chest heaved with each breath. This must be the molly coming on, and it felt incredible.
As his hand ran through my hair, he gripped a fistful of it. Tugging slightly, the small amount of pain was amplified and transformed into pleasure. I loved when he took control like this, almost as much as I loved the look he would give me when I took control. The tug of war we silently played in the invisible space between us. No matter which way the rope moved, I felt like a winner. My eyes fell to his lips, I was going to fucking explode if he didn't —
He brought his mouth to mine, and we kissed as my world spun. I moaned into his mouth before I felt the back of a hand touching my thigh. It was a quick motion, more of a tap than anything, but the pleasure radiated from where I'd been touched.
"You're up." Chris said, sounding a million miles away.
Painfully, Michael broke the kiss and released his grip on my hair, allowing me to turn my head to see Chris looking at me. God how long had we been lost in each other like that? I stared at Chris through the haze of lust I'd been lost in, trying to make sense of where in the world I was again.
I don't know if it was the drugs, or if I was really seeing it. But I thought I could see something behind Chris' eyes. I'd known Chris for almost as long as I'd known Michael, and he'd never looked at me like this. He was traditionally handsome, muscular and masculine. I'd be lying if I said I never fantasized about him. But fantasies were just that, fantasy. This look felt raw, and real, and just as soon as it had arrived, it vanished.
"Uhh, actually" Chris said, regaining his composure, "I'm starting to feel it and it's hard to focus on the game, you guys wanna watch a movie or something?"
"Shit I'm glad someone else said it, my eyes are jittering all over the place, I can't read the screen to save my life." Zach laughed, leaning back in his chair with a big smile, and I noticed my eyes were doing the same thing. Bouncing around, hard to focus, but the world looked so bright and vivid. Like I was seeing our home for the first time through the eyes of a child on Christmas morning.
After receiving permission from Michael to use his computer, which was plugged into the TV, Chris navigated through some websites before putting on the new animated Spiderman movie. Which was a fucking great idea because those colors felt like they were flying off the screen at me. Bleeding off the borders of the television and dappling the room with bombastic vibrancy.
Though honestly it was mostly background noise as my mind went wild with sensation. Michael was rubbing my leg and the feeling of his fingers on my soft flesh lit my body on fire. But my mind was stuck on that look Chris had given me. Did it really happen or was I just making it up? Why did I even want him to look at me like that so badly?
Growing up I definitely wasn't anyone's first pick. Always the chubby girl, never the type most guys went after. Guys like Chris.
Not that I was complaining. I was over the moon with Michael. Yes, his personality and our general compatibility was plenty attractive for me, but he's super hot, physically, to me as well. Chris just occupied this place in my brain as the kind of, "popular" guy who never looked twice at me. I didn't want Chris. But I wanted to be wanted by guys like Chris.
I knew Michael wanted me to be desired by them too. Like he knew that it would make me feel good. And he seemed to take some thrill in knowing other men wanted what he had.
I was so spaced out, I didn't even notice when Michaels hand moved from my leg to wrap around my shoulder. His fingers trailing circles on my exposed skin right above my breasts. Immediately my nipples grew hard, like they were screaming for his fingers to move just a little lower. Calling for his hands to roam my body.
I groaned softly and pressed back against the couch as I looked up at him. My pussy flooded when we made eye contact.
He was lost in the feeling. My heartrate quickened as he looked down at me as if in a trance, like his whole world had been narrowed down to where I sat next to him. His eyes were glazed over as they took in each part of my body, and I swore I could FEEL them drill into me. I couldn't fucking take it anymore.
I reached up and grabbed a bundle of his shirt, pulling his face down to mine as Miles Morales made some quip in a movie I'd forgotten existed. I breathed in sharply through my nose as our tongues made contact, fumbling against each other like teenagers learning how to kiss again.
His body trembled, and I ached for him inside of me. I felt his fingers roam lower, and lower, beneath the fabric of the v-cut in my top. One finger pressed hard against my chest, between my breasts, as his others gently caressed my skin. My body was vibrating as our kisses came faster, and more reckless. His hand plunged deeper, beneath the cup of my bra, seeking the spot I wanted – needed – him to touch.
Suddenly, I felt a new hand on my leg, and at the same moment Michael made contact with my nipple and teased it between his fingers. I moaned into his mouth, whimpering as I felt an orgasm begin to swell within me. Christ. He hadn't even touched me below the waist and I was going to fucking implode.
The hand I'd felt on my leg gave me a small squeeze, and distantly I heard a voice.
"Hey you two."
Michael broke the kiss, hand still plunged beneath the neck of my dress, and I followed his eyes.
Chris was looking at us, pupils wide, leaving his eyes looking like black holes as he smiled.
"Why don't you two take some alone time, I'll keep the boys entertained" He grinned, giving my leg another squeeze and I felt my pussy throb in spite of myself, "Who knows what would happen if you did this out here, go get some privacy."
He removed his hand and I felt a twinge of disappointment. God, Michael was really getting into my head, a part of me wanted them to watch.
But all that disappeared as the thought of having Michael alone rung through my body. In an instant I was on my feet. Michaels hand was pulled from where it was touching me beneath my dress due to my sudden movement, almost taking my breast out with it. I didn't even care to resituate myself. I needed him.
I grabbed his hand and helped pull him off the couch. He muttered something to the room of movie-watchers that I didn't care to hear as I pulled him down the hallway and into our bedroom.
We fumbled onto the bed, kissing, as our hands ran over each others bodies in a whirlwind.
"Holy shit babe, you're so fucking –" He began, but I couldn't bear to let him finish.
"Lay down, on your back. I fucking need you inside me."
"Yes ma'am" He laughed as he scrambled to take his pants off and assume the position I'd demanded.
Undressing would take too long, so I just lowered my dress and unhooked my bra – throwing it to the floor. My breasts spilled out over the top of my scrunched up dress and the air felt immaculate on them. By this time Michael was finally in position so I pounced on top of him, hiking up my dress and moving my soaked-through panties to the side so he could enter me.
I straddled him as he groped my breasts, and I fumbled with his painfully erect length as I lined him up with me. After what felt like hours, but was probably seconds, I found the position and lowered my ass down onto him.
Fireworks exploded in my brain immediately. I was soaking wet but he still stretched me like it was our first time. Each rigid dimple and rib of his cock felt like it was itching a scratch I'd never known existed. My hips shook and I hastily began bouncing my ass on him relentlessly, desperate to feel his length bore into me.
I was losing control of my body, my movements came jerky and imprecise. I leaned forward, unable to hold myself up, and let my tits suffocate the love of my life. He'd managed to get a nipple into his mouth and his tongue circled it as the first wave of my orgasm crashed into me.
"oh my FUUUCCCCCCCCCCK MICHAEL FUCKING SHITTTTTTTTT" I cried as my body convulsed against him. My pussy both too sensitive, and ravenous for more twitched and rolled against his length as he looped his hands around me to grip my ass.
I was completely lost in it. My body moved on it's own as an orgasm unlike any I'd ever felt pulsed through me over and over.
Michael took this as a sign to take control.
Still gripping my ass, and with my breasts nearly totally covering his face, he began thrusting up into me.
"oh my god. oh my god baby I can't. It's too fucking good I can't. I'm gonna UNGHHHH" I growled against him, as the first orgasm finally waned, he made another take it's place.
The clapping of flesh on flesh echoed against the walls and my brain felt like it was turning to mush against the heat of the pleasure.
Michael continued sucking my nipple as he slammed into me. Powerful upward thrusts pounded at me again and again. Relentless and frantic as my body convulsed uncontrollably.
Somewhere between my mindless moans, and the slapping of wet flesh I heard Michael whimper. Muffled by my tits. Yes, yes. YESSSSSS.
"Fucking cum inside me baby goddddd I want to feel it inside of me please baby please I –"
His body became rigid and his fingers dug into the ample weight of my ass.
In the heartbeat before he erupted inside of me, I regained enough cognizance to notice two things.
In our desperate scramble to enter the room, we'd left the door open.
And Chris was watching, wide eyed, in the doorway.
Michael groaned as I felt the first of many hot pulses shoot inside of me. His head was deeply sandwiched between my breasts, but I could imagine the face he must be making judging by the way his body trembled beneath me.
What I didn't have to imagine was Chris. He stood frozen, mid-way through what seemed to be a door-closing motion, eyes locked on my body as I greedily rocked my hips against Michaels pelvis, milking every last drop from his twitching cock. Chris' eyes swept along my body, and the ravenous desire I thought I might have seen behind his eyes earlier was now plastered across his face.
Maybe I should have felt embarrassed that we had fucked with the door open. Letting everyone hear the clapping sounds, and my own aroused wails. Or embarrassed that Chris had seen us. Whether it was the drugs, or how Michael had been wanting to show me off, I felt no shame. Only a swelling confidence and bliss as the man I love finished cumming inside me, while our friend watched on with a look of jealous desire I'd never seen on him.
Seeing Chris so clearly aroused by me sent waves of delight through my body, and I rocked my hips against Michaels sensitive cock.
"You like that?" I asked, staring at Chris as he stood with one hand on the doorknob.
As if finally being addressed snapped him out of his trance, he slowly edged the door closed as Michael's hands grabbed my tits and moved them enough to give himself space to breathe.
"Fuck baby. Yes I do. Holy shit that was fucking insane. It felt like you were cumming the entire time, how many times did you –?"
"Two," I grinned down at him as he caught his breath, "So far at least."
I grinded my hips against him again and his tender body jerked against me.
"Ho- phew, holy shit." He whimpered, placing kisses on my tits.
His kisses felt amazing, but my mind was still stuck on what I'd seen.
"I have a secret to tell you that I think you'll enjoy." I said as he worshipped my breasts. Michael always made me feel like a fucking goddess, and the confidence boost of the drugs, and Chris' awe-struck look, had me on cloud nine.
"mmm?" He moaned as he buried his head between my tits, and took one nipple back into his mouth. A spike of pleasure shot through me.
"Fuck babe that feels good, you know exactly how I like it." I said, staring down at his beautiful face as he suckled at me.
Briefly, he popped off my nipple.
"Secret?" He asked, before taking the other nipple into his mouth. I moaned at the wet warmth of his mouth.
"We were so wrapped up in each other, that we forgot to close the door"
His eyes went wide, and he looked towards the door to the bedroom, letting my nipple fall from his mouth.
"But… it's closed?"
"Yeah, Chris closed it." I smiled, lowering my face to his, "But only after he watched you blow your load inside your sexy girlfriend"
Michael's cock, which had been softening in post-orgasm bliss began to swell. I could feel his heartbeat through the pulses in his cock as it grew even harder than before. He stared into my eyes in disbelief.
"That's right. I don't know how long he was there. He looked like a deer in headlights. I think he came to close the door when the noises started, but once he saw us he froze."
"Saw YOU" Michael corrected, "He noticed you looked disheveled when you let him into the house. He said he knew we were fooling around, I bet he's been thinking about you all night."
His now fully erect cock twitched inside of me, and a giggling moan escaped me.
"Goddddd, you really like that don't you? You like our friends lusting over me."
"Fuck yes." He groaned, the bliss in his voice sounding like music to my ears.
"You're gorgeous, sexy, everything. I love making you feel that way, and you deserve to be lusted over. You deserve to feel as sexy and desirable as I see you." He said, and his words felt thick with love and passion.
He saw my insecurities, and wanted me to feel sexy in spite of them. God, what an amazing man. I knew that was true. But there was more to it. His cock was harder than it's ever been right now, I'm sure part of that was the insane way this drug made physical sensation feel, but there was something else there.
"Thank you baby, I know that part. But it excites you too. You get turned on knowing they want to fuck me. You're harder than ever after I told you Chris saw me naked, bouncing my ass on you as you sucked my tits. Tell me what turns you on about it, so I can turn you on as much as you turn me on."
He squeezed my tits and thumbed over both of my nipples as I saw his desire grow in his eyes.
"You're so fucking hot, Jules. You're the sexiest goddamn woman on the fucking planet. I am obsessed with you, in every way. I love watching you lose your mind with pleasure. I love when other people can see how incredible you are, and I love how it makes you feel to be desired. I want you to experience every possible pleasure the world can offer you."
My heart and mind melted at his words. What did I do to deserve him? I was equally obsessed with Michael. He was basically a God in my eyes. I adored this man. Wanted to make him as happy as he made me. But I felt like he was leaving something unsaid, and I thought I knew what it was.
"Do you want me to…experience that pleasure with other people?"
His cock tightened inside of me and he wrapped both arms around my back, pulling me tight to him. He began slamming up into me again and my vision went wild.
"I love you" he growled in my ear as he fucked my brains to mush, "I trust you. We're stable. I know you feel the same way. Mmmmm fuck."
He left one arm wrapped tightly around me as he continued his assault, and grabbed a fistful of my hair with the other. He held his face to mine but through the overwhelming pleasure I couldn't bring his face into focus.
"I want you to feel constantly desired, I want you to experience every pleasure. If that means experiencing it with other people too, then I want that for you." He groaned, bottoming out inside of me over and over as a third orgasm slammed into me.
"I know you're mine. I know we're perfect together." He moaned.
"FUCCCCKKK YESSSSS" I screamed mindlessly as my body shook from his merciless pounding, "You're fucking perfect we're fucking perfect oh my GODDDDDDDDD"
"You should have every possible pleasure you want, and the world should be able to experience the pleasure of YOU"
Overwhelmed by the pulsing, pounding, endless arousal, my mind snapped entirely.
I looped my arms beneath him, pressing our chests together as closely as my tits would allow. It was my turn to take control. I lowered my head beside his ear and slammed my ass up and down as hard as I possibly could.
"Fucking cum inside of me right fucking now Michael. Take your woman and let our friends hear. Let them hear how fucking good this pussy is, how good your woman FUCKS. I want your friends to hear you cum and think about what I'm doing to you. " I growled, the words falling from my mouth before they even arrived in my brain, "I want Nathan and Zach to get hard listening to us."
He groaned, LOUDLY, into my ear. He was almost there, just one more step.
"I want Chris to wish he never closed the door. Make him regret not coming into our room and fucking me."
"Holy fuck babe. I'm gonna cum again baby holy shit." His voice was shaky and wild.
"I would let him too, sweetheart. I'd let him ravage me." I moaned, suddenly just as taken by the idea as he seemed to be, "I wish he came in here and fucked my goddamn brains out in our bed, I want both of your cocks buried inside of me at the same time. I want to see your eyes glaze over with lust as your bestfriend cums all over my tits, I want –"
"NNGNNGHHHH FUCKKKKKKKK!" He SCREAMED as his whole body curled against me and exploded inside me, "HOLY FUCKING SHITTTTTTTT"
I tensed my vagina muscles with every squirt, trying to milk every drop from him.
Without a doubt, the boys had heard him. Hell, the fucking neighbors had heard him. It might even be on the news tomorrow. 'Not an Earthquake! Local man has explosive orgasm: Girlfriend reportedly quite pleased.'
I giggled with glee as his cock twitched it's final spurts inside of me, and his hands roamed my body caressing my curves. This man was something else entirely. I had never wanted to sleep with anyone else. Sure, I might fantasize or day dream, but actually do it? Never.
His excitement, his desire, the way he made me feel like the sexiest woman in the world. That everyone SHOULD want to be with me, and that I should experience every possible form of pleasure. It had a way of making me feel that way. I loved pleasing him. Getting him aroused and so worked up that he lost his mind like this.
I could sleep only with Michael for the rest of my life and be perfectly happy. But if playing with this fantasy of his could make him moan like he just had? Make his body shake and cum as hard as he just did? God, that sounded enticing.
"You came so fucking hard baby." I said, kissing him on the cheek.
"God, you were relentless" He replied, "I fucking love when you get like this. Do you actually wish Chris did that? Those things you said?"
"You keep me plenty fulfilled and happy baby. I don't need anything in addition to you." I said, and I think I saw his expression falter slightly before I continued, "But I'm more than happy to tease other men to get you all worked up."
I trailed a finger along his jawline, and brought my mouth next to his ear.
"And if you want to watch Chris fuck your sexy girlfriends brains out, or suck his cock while you fuck me, I'll do it – if it continues to get you all aroused like this."
"holy shit babe" He groaned under his breath, body still twitching with aftershocks, "really? You want to?"
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