Betsy is fucking me. Oh my god, my best friend is fucking me. She is wearing my strap-on and pounding that cock into my wet pussy.
How did we get here? Let me back up a bit.
Last week was a rough one for me so some girlfriends decided we'd all go out Thursday night. Not one to pass up a night out, I quickly agreed. We headed to a bar known for strong drinks and great music. Drinks ordered, we grabbed a table along the wall, over by all the pool tables. We like sitting there because, well, simply because we can check out the guys' asses when they're bending over to line up a shot!
So, the drinks were flowing, and I was feeling much, MUCH better. Problems? What problems?! Sandy and I got brave (liquid courage always helps) and bet two guys we could beat them in pool. Now, I haven't played in years, and I was never good at it. Full of alcohol and still not good, we lost. Quickly. We were about to pay up when Sandy hollered out, "Double or Nothing!" Stupid drunks. So we racked the balls and the game started again. And again, we lost.
We sucked, but we were having a great time cheered on by our girlfriends. We all did our best to distract the guys...slapping their asses and flashing them and kissing each other (what guy can concentrate when two hot gals are kissing?). We still lost. We bought the rounds we owed them and all sat down to talk. Sandy and Kristen had to leave, but Betsy and I stayed to chat up the guys more. One thing led to another, and another wager was on the table.
Betsy and Brad bet Jon and me that they could beat us at pool. With a guy on each team, we knew that we each stood SOME chance of winning. Surprisingly, I was the one who made the winning shot.
The bet? The losing team had to fuck the winning team, the winning team calling all the shots. Nice.
We all came back to my place since it was the shortest drive and the most private location. Betsy and Jon started out on the couch while I took Brad right into my bedroom. I had him licking my pussy and fingering my ass in no time. I don't know what Jon was asking Betsy to do, but they were both making a lot of noise. Hearing them turned me on immensely. I screamed out, "Get your asses in here! If I'm gonna hear you, I wanna SEE you!"
Two naked bodies ran in my room and hopped on the bed. Jon spread Betsy's legs and drilled her pussy with his large cock. She was bucking up against him. I have known Betsy for nearly six years, and I never knew about this wild side of her. Clawing his back and sucking her tits, and damn! She is a tiger in the bedroom!
I started riding Brad so that I could watch Betsy's performance. She'd grab her tits, and I'd grab mine. She'd suck them, and I'd do the same. I started rubbing my clit while I fucked him, and she followed suit.
I came, and she quickly came, too. The obscenities she was screaming! WOW. I have never known her to even give someone a nasty look. "Fuck me! Pound that cock in my fucking pussy. Keep it cumming, you dirty fucker!" For being the loser in the bet, she sure was calling out the shots. And Jon did fuck her, pound his cock in her. Damn, she was so hot!
Hearing her scream like that intensified my passion. Brad's too. I got down on all fours while he fucked my pussy relentlessly. (I still have some bruising on my pelvis from him grabbing me so hard, holding on for dear life!) I was cumming again when Betsy reached out and grabbed my left tit, driving her nails into it. Brad pulled out and shot his cum over my ass. I was reaching around, rubbing it, sliding my fingers through it.
As I turned around I saw Jon jack-rabbiting Betsy, about to cum. I scurried over so that as soon as he pulled out, I could wrap my lips around him. Fuck. Tasting Betsy's pussy was hot. Having him cum in my mouth? Even hotter.
Now, let me interrupt to tell you something about Betsy: Betsy is totally straight. She has never, ever had a thing to do with women sexually. She has told me repeatedly that she doesn't approve of, and doesn't want to hear anything about my open relationship or my bisexual lifestyle. Well, in my bed last Thursday, you wouldn't have known that about her. Before I could start to swallow Jon's load, she was kissing me, shoving her tongue in my mouth to taste him, too.
Jon being a winner of the bet called out the next shot. "Betsy, since you lost, you have to fuck Paige."
I never in a million years would have imagined her being that wild with Jon. Or kissing me. But fucking me? That was COMPLETELY out of the question.
Nope. She readily agreed. Jon moved to the cedar chest at the foot of the bed while Brad sat on the stool at my vanity.
Betsy and I started by kissing, but when she got to my tits, I knew there was no way she could ever judge me again. That girl has some amazing tongue skills. The way she flicked that tongue against my nipples made me need her tongue on my pussy. When I asked, she hesitated, saying she didn't know how to do that.
I taught her, though. I got between her long legs and buried my face in her cunt. I went slowly while Jon narrated for her. "Lightly flick her clit. Suck the clit. Put your hands on each side and part the pussy, expose that clit. Fuck, yes. Suck that clit." (I heard smacking in the corner then, and I'm sure Brad was stroking his cock fast.) "Yes, slip some fingers in that pussy. Damn, look at that pussy. Lick her, finger her. Make her hips squirm."
Whatever Jon said, we did. I ate that pussy and she squirmed. I ate that pussy until she begged to try eating mine. She is an A student. Wow, she was certainly paying attention because I came so fast. She licked and fingered and pleased me.
Then she lay down on me, our tits together as we kissed and grinded our pussies. Fuck. I love pussy-to-pussy grinding. I rolled her over so that I could get on top, so that I could be in control. Brad was now sitting on the bed, propped up on the pillows watching the show. Jon was sitting behind me smacking my ass, his finger starting to rub that brown button. Brad started rummaging through the nightstand, and I knew what was next. TOYS.
He laid them out for us to view and Jon instantly snatched up the double-dildo. I gave Betsy some quick info on how it worked, and she spread her legs and got ready. I spread my legs, my pussy facing hers, as I slipped that dildo slowly into each of us. The guys moved behind us...Jon behind me and Brad behind her, their legs spread out along ours. While we fucked, the guys grabbed our tits and served as an aide to help keep us balanced. Our hands were digging into their strong thighs as we thrust the dildo into each other.
When she started screaming out, "Fuck me, Paige!" I knew that I was in for a great ride. She grabbed my shoulders and pulled herself in as close as she could, that dildo so deep inside our pussies. Seeing her pussy spread so far for me, hearing our wet pussies smacking against that toy, hearing her moaning and screaming and panting...feeling Jon's hard cock pressing against my ass. I came. I came so hard. She did too, and collapsed in exhaustion against Brad's broad chest.
The guys were both ready again, but our pussies were spent, but we found ways to make them happy. Jon tit-fucked me, shooting his load onto my chest. Betsy sucked Brad's cock swallowing his cum. The guys realized they weren't getting any more play out of us, so they dressed and headed out. Betsy and I stayed in bed, worn out.
I woke up in the morning, happy to see Betsy naked and curled up against me. I started kissing her breasts and playing with her nipples until she woke up. I love morning sex, and Betsy must, too. She dug through the collection of toys still spread out on one side of the bed.
"How do these straps work exactly?"
So, I helped her with the straps, and now Betsy is fucking me. Oh my god, my best friend is fucking me. She is wearing my strap-on and pounding that cock into my wet pussy.
I wonder when the next girls' night out is?
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