Yesterday my girlfriend and I went to the beach. She wore this tiny bikini you can find in my profile. She knows it drives me crazy, but it clearly had the same effect on others too. Not long after we got there, we ran into one of my close friends. He joined us for a bit, and I could already tell something was brewing.
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She was flirting with him, laughing at everything he said, brushing her hair behind her ear like she does when she wants attention, even stretching a little more than necessary every time she got up from her towel. I didn’t say anything. I just watched. I guess part of me liked the way she was teasing him. And maybe… teasing me too.
Now, we’ve always had one rule: no friends. Strangers, maybe. But not people from our circle. That line was supposed to stay clear.
We ended up having drinks after at our place. Everyone got a little tipsy, maybe more than a little. She stood up at some point, looked down at her soaked bikini, and said, “This thing is so wet… and let’s be honest, it wasn’t covering much to begin with.” Then, right there in front of us, she untied it and let it fall to the floor. She didn’t put on much else. Just a pair of those tiny shorts she likes to sleep in and a loose tank top, no bra. I was stunned. So was he.
They kept drinking, laughing, getting closer. Eventually, my friend challenged her to give him a lap dance right in front of me. She didn’t hesitate. She straddled him, moving her hips slowly to the music playing in the background, grinding on him while her shirt rode up. I was rock hard watching her. Then she stopped and looked him in the eyes.
“Your turn,” she said. “Tell my boyfriend, right to his face, how you’d fuck me if he let you.”
He didn’t even blink. He looked at me and said, “I want her on all fours. I want to grab her hips and watch her bounce on my cock like she was made for it.”
My heart was pounding. Then she looked at me and said, “Say it. Tell us you give permission.”
I hesitated. That rule was still echoing in my head. But the look on her face, hungry, confident, dripping with lust, I couldn’t resist.
“You have my permission,” I said.
She smiled, turned around, dropped her shorts, and bent over the couch. He pulled his pants down, and just like that… he was inside her. Right in front of me. She moaned so loud. I sat there, watching, hard as hell, unable to move.
She kept making comments while he fucked her, how good it felt, how full she was, how “he’s definitely bigger”. Every word burned and turned me on at the same time.
And just when I thought it was over, she pushed him back onto the couch, got on her knees between his legs, and finished him with her mouth. She looked up at me as he came and she swallowed, like she was daring me to say something. But I didn’t. I just watched.
Last night was the first time she’s ever gone that far with someone I considered a close friend. She broke our biggest rule… and I think I loved every second of it.
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