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Samantha had been spending the night with her boyfriend and a close group of friends. It was late now—or so it felt. She was still coming off a high, and had just woken up to the light of a movie still playing in the dark living room. Most of the group had clearly gone to crash in other rooms of the house, while her boyfriend Jordan still sat beside her. Their friend Nathan was laying on the floor in front of them, with a pillow and blanket.
Jordan’s feet were planted on the ground, but he was laid back on an unusual part of the couch that could recline, with a pillow over his face to block the light of the movie. She turned to see what movie was on, but couldn’t recognize it. Whatever it was, it was very dark, so it barely illuminated the room. Without even looking at him, she reached over to Jordan to see if she could wake him. But where her hand just happened to land, she felt his hard dick.
Well that’s a fun way to wake him up, she thought. She crossed her legs thinking about blowing and then riding him while their friends were asleep in other rooms. Then she snapped back to reality, and looked at the sleeping guy on the floor. But if Nathan sees…
The thought made her pause, but not for long. If Nathan wakes up…oh who am I kidding, if Nathan wakes up and has a full view of my ass riding, he’d be thrilled. Nate was a good guy, but she had caught plenty of quick glances from him. And she struggled to admit it to herself, but the idea of him seeing her turned her on. It added something.
She pulled down Jordan’s gym shorts, pressed her lips to his dick, and slowly began taking more and more of it into her mouth. But something was different. Was her jaw tight? His dick felt unusually full in her mouth. When she reached out to massage his balls, they felt unusually heavy—huge.
The dark movie ended, and bright advertisements lit up the room. She smelled some nice, but unfamiliar body wash. And then it clicked. This was not Jordan—it must be Nathan.
At that sudden realization, she pulled upward—the sudden retreat creating a loud slurping noise. That was enough to wake her sleeping boyfriend. His eyes widened at the sight of his friend’s dick glistening with his girlfriend’s spit—his girlfriend of three years. Her mouth was still wide open, in total shock.
She couldn’t believe what she had just done, although really she could—they honestly looked similar. Both had sort of a track or soccer player build, with Nate maybe leaning a bit toward the rugby build. Both had brown hair, and were white, but had an olive tint to their skin. Both were reasonably gifted downstairs, but apparently Nate was a bit thicker down there too. She wanted to defend herself, hopefully without waking Nate, so she crawled down on the floor to whisper to her boyfriend. Luckily, Nate had gotten pretty high and was a very heavy sleeper.
“I swear, it sounds crazy, but I thought he was you!” she said. She could see how shocked he was, and feared the worst. But to her surprise, as the realization set in, he couldn’t help but laugh somewhat at the absurdity of the situation.
“Enjoy yourself?” he asked jokingly, but there was a hint of something else in the way he asked.
“I just thought I was being naughty…”
“Well I mean, you were…” he said, trying not to look back at the situation. It struck him just how thick Nathan’s dick was, and how wet she had gotten it. She had clearly been enjoying herself—and though he couldn’t admit it, he couldn’t blame her. It felt weird to say it even in his head, but…damn. Nathan had a nice dick.
She noticed him looking.
“How mad are you right now?” she asked.
“I mean I was angry…and I’m definitely jealous, but…” he said.
Then she noticed the blanket barely moving over him. He was touching himself, and clearly trying to hide it. Suddenly, she felt a lot less guilty about being turned on.
“Feeling a little…conflicted…?” she teased.
“Fuck, I…I don’t know…” he hesitated.
Samantha could tell he was genuinely confused by his own reaction—but she’d seen this before, and heard her girlfriends talk about it. Seeing it in her boyfriend of three years for the first time was genuinely endearing.
“Oh, you don’t know?” Samantha said softly, curling up next to him. She wasn’t sure where this would go, but she was going to see. “You know, I thought something was off. I was wondering how your dick suddenly got sooo……THICK.” she teased.
“Oh, fuck,” he exhaled.
She was pleased to get the reaction she was going for—and just from telling him the honest truth.
“And his balls,” she teased, “they were…sooo…HEAVY. I can’t imagine…”
“Can’t imagine what?”
“I mean…” She chuckled to herself “how much comes out of that thing?”
“Sure sounds like you’re imagining it…”
“Sounds like you are too…” she said. “Would you like me to find out?”
The straightforward way she asked, in such an innocent voice, almost pushed him to the edge. His heart was beating in his chest. She wanted it, she knew he wanted to watch, and she was going to make him admit it.
“…oh-oh…okay”
“Okay, then stay right here. This will only be a few minutes, I’m sure”.
She crawled back onto the couch, sitting on her heels as she tied her hair back. She then leaned forward onto her elbows until her ass stuck up slightly in the air. After a quick devious glance toward Jordan, she wrapped her hand around Nathan’s cock, and slowly slid her lips over it.
Jordan watched intently, mesmerized by her motion. Samantha had long elegant fingers, but his cock still seemed so thick in her hand. With her other hand, she caressed a heavy pair of balls.
One of Nate’s hands drifted down, fingers tangling in her hair. In a muffled, sleepy moan, he breathed her name — “Samantha…”
Her clit throbbed at the sound. He still wasn’t fully awake, but his cock throbbed in her mouth all the same. Beside her, she could hear Jordan trying to hold back gasps and moans. She let go of his cock with her right hand and slid it into her shorts, rubbing herself to the sound of both of their moans. This was the first time she felt just how wet she had gotten.
Nate’s hips now began to buck upward slightly each time her mouth slid down his warm shaft, and Jordan could see his toned ass flexing as he did it. Suddenly, for the first time, Nathan actually lifted his head up, his eyes now open. He had slowly been lulled out of his dream world and into reality—shocked, but certainly not resisting. He made eye contact with Jordan laying on the floor, seeing him begin to blush a bright red hue through his olive skin. The sight of Samantha’s ass tilted upward, her toes clenching as she touched herself, was better than any of the dreams he’d had about her.
“Fuck, I can’t believe this is fucking real” he said, gasping.
It wasn’t long before Samantha heard Jordan’s breathy whimpering. Seeing her pleasure herself while she worked another man’s dick so effortlessly, was too much for him. He had clearly been trying to hold back, but now that he was past the edge, it wasn’t just a couple quiet grunts—it was an entire flood of sensation and emotion.
She paused to look at her gasping boyfriend. “Oh dear, so soon?” she said, smiling, and took her sticky hand out of her shorts to grab Nate’s cock again. While still making eye contact with Jordan, she kissed the tip of Nate’s dick before taking his full length in her mouth again.
That level of teasing made Jordan almost immediately hard again, and he got even harder when he saw Nate’s hand slide down the back of her shorts. His hand grabbed her ass tightly, and she moaned in approval. His hand then traced a little farther down, until Jordan could hear Nate’s wet fingers inside her. She moaned even louder on his dick, but didn’t slow down.
All of a sudden Nate’s hips jerked once, twice—and then he spilled. Hot, heavy pulses of cum flooded her mouth. She took it all, milking him until the last drop oozed over her tongue. Jordan could see his taint and asshole pulse over and over again, and Samantha didn’t waver as she took it all.
She sat up to see Nate’s face as he caught his breath, still writhing. Without a word, she crawled down to Jordan. Her lips glistened as she climbed onto him.
She really managed to swallow it all that easily? Jordan thought to himself.
Without a word she straddled his face, yanked his blanket away, and pulled his running shorts off completely. His cock was wet and sticky — he had already cum once watching her, but he was hard again, straining his abs to lift up and taste her.
Jordan buried his tongue in her slick folds, devouring her. She moaned with her mouth closed, grinding down on his face. Then, with wicked intent, she opened her mouth wide over his cock — and let the thick, slippery load she’d held back spill onto his shaft.
The heat, the mess, the proof of what she’d just done smeared across his dick. He gasped, hips bucking, the mix of Nate’s cum and her saliva coating him in obscene shine.
“Fuck…” he groaned, eyes rolling back as she stroked him through the mess. The texture, the taste, the humiliation and thrill all collided — but he wouldn’t cum that quickly again, and Samantha had more teasing to do. She knew that the more she trapped him in this new form of lust, the more readily he’d agree to it again.
“You like being covered in cum, huh?” she taunted, just barely teasing him with her fingers. He felt so utterly exposed—the love of his life trapping him with her gorgeous ass, his best friend watching, and that same friend’s cum all over him. To be frank, Jordan was humiliated. He and Nate were both progressive guys, but their relationship with each other was still very much a competitive, “alright bro” type of exchange. He would have never imagined sharing his girlfriend with him, and being covered in his cum. Yet for now, there was no way he could deny it.
“Fuck, yes” he said, blushing hard—though he felt less embarrassed when he realized Nate had begun stroking himself.
“God, there’s just so much of it” she said, barely stroking him as it flowed all the way down to his asshole. She rubbed it in, then slipped a finger inside him.
“Do you like that cum inside you?” she said, before easily inserting a second finger.
“Fuck, oh fuck!” he erupted as she stroked him, grinding into his face. One after another, a column shot into the air.
His moan pushed her over the edge. Samantha’s whole body tensed, then shuddered as she came hard on his face, grabbing his thighs for balance while he licked her through the aftershocks.
Nate watched in amazement—her masterfully turning her boyfriend into jelly, her writhing body as she orgasmed—and he too reached another climax, coating his abs in another impressive amount of cum.
After cleaning up and laughing awkwardly, still in shock, they all finally collapsed into a deep sleep. Samantha and Jordan cuddled tightly together, and Nate laid back on the couch. The following morning, with all its awkward discussions, would have to wait.