chapter 3

With a stubborn feeling, I managed to take off my clothes and put them where I fell. I was 100% single now. No one came to my apartment to take care of the dirty laundry on the floor. In the shower, I had to lean against the wall to prevent it from tipping over. It was always strange but pleasant, drunk, dizzy, wet, naked and horny. My skin was tingling, and my nipples stood up despite the heat, with the feeling that warm and wet veins were scattered on my big breasts. And when I started bubbling with soap and holding my hand over my bare, winding body, they didn't want to go down.

After that, it took some time to dry. Maybe it took a little too long between my chest and legs. It was only 8 pm, but I wore my pajamas and crawl on my bed alone. Then I took out a small Davie from the bedside table.

"Hello. Do you remember me?" I asked the vibrator. He didn't need much lately. Last time, when Little Davie came to play, I used him to fuck my cat while Chad was behind me and filled his tight ass with his big cock. But since then, I have supported Melissa when I really need it. And there is no substitute for living humans as much as I enjoyed the little Davie.

When I slipped a little Davie under the waistband of my pajamas bottoms and took him to work, I relaxed and thought about the living people of my life. Chad was history. He was a funny friend, if reckless. But I was very good at getting rid of the man from my head and never dreamed of him again. Melissa didn't do that either.

Then there was Grant. I wondered if he had a good cock. I wondered what it would taste like to have oral sex with him and how the clitoris would be throbbing. I moaned, put the little Davie in a better position and slipped him lightly into the crevice of my labia.

How does Grant's cock feel when a tight pussy is stretched?

But I didn't want to think about Grant. The last thing I needed after Chad was to fall in love with another man. I needed a break. It took me a while to gather myself before embarking on a new relationship. And even if this is just a fancy, if I'm fancy about Grant now, it will only make it harder for me to ignore him tomorrow and in the future.

So I started daydreaming about two of my favorites in the world, David and Amber. David: My first friend, my first lover, and the greatest man in the world. I always felt the spark of chemistry with him, but never the spark of love. But he was sexy, strong and reliable. And he was able to take me to a unique orgasm.

and Amber: A beautiful blonde goddess, my college roommate, and David's fiancée. Over the years, we've spent a lot, * a lot *, of a lot of time rubbing our naked bodies together. She was my first Sapphic stanza mistress and taught me the joy of a female body. She had a sinfully good tongue. And she will be my best friend forever. She imagined

butt lying on the edge of the bed and lying on her back. David stood between my thighs, held my legs and moved back and forth. His abdominal muscles curled when he saw his thick rooster in my delighted body. I made my tongue shoot me into her sweet-tasting cat while amber knelt on my face and my hands squeezed and caressed her gorgeous chest.

At this point I was wondering. * Why am I here? Why don't you visit her on the weekend and David's thick cock breaks me open and actually tastes Amber's sweet pussy? *

So I decided to get the original. I wasn't involved anymore. It was only an hour by plane from the old university town. And my two best friends always have a room for me in their bed.

With a sigh, I pulled a little Davie out of my pants and licked him clean. Sure, I was still drunk and horny. But now that we have a plan to lay it properly, our joy is not enough. wait. Waiting only makes reality * very * much more satisfying.

I picked up the nightstand, picked up the phone, and called amber. My hand suggested, hit it again without finding it, and finally I turned my head to look.

There is no mobile phone. Oh yeah, I destroyed it this morning.

I rolled my eyes, frustrated, wrinkled my nose, sighed, and checked my watch. It was too late to get out and get a new phone at this time. I didn't have a landline (who has a landline these days?) And didn't even have the energy to open a MacBook and send an email.

That's right. The heavy eyelids fell and a black sleep began to sneak up on the edge of consciousness, so I exhaled slowly. David and Amber just had to be surprised when I appeared tomorrow morning. You have always loved my amazing visit. I was standing in the doorway of a beautiful suburban house, staring at the lawn and the front window of the living room. Sometimes it's impossible not to be jealous of my best friends. Amber is my age, only 25, and David is a little over a year old, but they seem to have a very good life together. They have found their soul mate and will get married in two months. They are looking for real estate and plan to buy a permanent home right after the wedding. They have stable, high-paying jobs. And there are even matching BMWs parked in the garage of their rental location. Besides, I'm sure their baby will be on the road soon. Oops, David had Ellie with Cherys a few months ago, and Amber is definitely hoping to get pregnant on her honeymoon.

As for me, I still haven't had a boyfriend in over a year. I have been fooled three times by losers I should have recognized in the first place. And I have absolutely no idea how to find Mr. Right so I can settle down and get married.

I can't help but think this could be my life. David was my first boyfriend, and he absolutely loved me. Well, he said that he absolutely loved me; I think we both knew he was still missing his dead girlfriend at the time. However, it could be *me* instead of Amber.

But I can't blame my friends for their happiness. David is not "the one for me" and I know my guy is still there. And besides, I'm not even sure I *want* to settle down and start a family.

More... It's nice to know that I've found a real person to rely on...

But anyway, it's a long-cherished wish. I'm still only 25 and I have plenty of time to think about my life. Right now I just want to be with my friends and have fun making love. No one answered immediately, but just as I was about to ring the bell a third time, the door opened and David stood in front of me. "Beth!" the 6'1" guy greeted me warmly. Wearing a bathrobe over his plaid pajamas, he opened his arms for a tight hug.

With glee I exclaimed: “What a surprise! Pick me up! With ease, David turned me around, then pushed me back onto the expensive parquet floor in their hallway. He kicked the door shut behind him and smiled. "What are you doing here?"

"Isn't it obvious?" I smile, swinging my hips forward and pushing my chest forward. David's eyes obediently rested on my breast, his irises shining. I endured the taxi driver staring at me in the V-neck I chose to wear specifically to see David's face as he was visually touching my breasts. You've always been obsessed with my breasts. Back then, when I was still a novice to sex, my poor trumpet skills weren't always up to the task. But letting him fuck my boobs ALWAYS ended in happy smiles and a face full of sperm.

"Yes, that's obvious," he replies to my chest. But then he looked up and smiled warmly at me, wrapping his arms around my waist. And despite the obvious nature of my visit, he could tell that something was bothering me.

"It's a long story," I answered the wordless question in his eyes. "It was a natural moment. I decided to hop on a plane and visit my friends."

"You didn't even call?"

"I broke my phone when I threw it at Chad." I leaned against his chest, taking a deep breath. And that's when I finally smelled it.

David smells of sex.

I looked up and a smirk appeared on my face. "Did I catch both of you at a bad time?"

"Not at all," replied Amber from the hallway. She wore a red silk dress that hugged her curves, clearly hinting that she was completely naked underneath. “I think you have come at the right time.

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I would have been jealous of Amber. After all, while *I* would never be mistaken for a model, she easily could. Amber is a gorgeous blonde with a great body. 4 inches taller than me, 5'10", but she still weighs about the same as me, with a slim waist and perfect complexion. Plus, she's married to David. , and jealousy Her apparent jealousy of me made our relationship as friends and roommates flourish despite the apparent disparity in our crude attraction.

Also, she and David are currently fulfilling my fantasy. I was lying on my back, my butt on the edge of the bed while David stood between my thighs. Holding my feet, he hooks my calves over his shoulders and begins to bend over, pressing his thick mushroom head against me as I gasp with excitement at the intrusion. And I moaned with pleasure as he pushed deep inside of me.

At the same time, Amber was kneeling on top of me, letting me stick my tongue inside her sweetly flavored pussy as my hand went up to press and caress her beautiful 32D breasts, so hot firm and firm. Plus, I got a bonus: Amber still had David's previous amount of semen inside her, and I started licking it eagerly.

"Mmm, I miss you EBeth..." Amber sighed. "No one knows how to eat me like you... Eep!" Amber giggled and twisted round to look at her fiancé. David had reached round to pinch one in all her nipples, a ridicule irritated expression on his face. And the fantastic blonde rolled her eyes. "Different however equal, honey."

David simply chuckled and targeted on fucking me. I confirmed my appreciation via way of means of crossing my ankles at the back of his neck and tugging him into me. "Oh, fuck me, David..." I cooed into Amber`s crotch.

And David complied. He changed into pretty the stud, frequently fulfilling 3 warm babes, together with his very own sister. I'd best these days been clued into THAT precise scrumptious little bit of information. But the factor changed into that he without a doubt knew the way to result in pride in a woman's frame. I mean, it changed into as though his cock had the skillful dexterity of a hand, and proper now he changed into hitting all my pride spots proper whilst he wished to.

"Oh, shit!" I grunted whilst he began out rubbing his dickhead towards my G-spot. I tensed my belly muscle tissues and surely began out humping my hips towards him. I failed to do 100 ab crunches each day for nothing. And my difficult paintings changed into paying off as lightning bolts of pride had been rapid-hearthplace doping up my spine.

"Fuck me, David! Harder! Fuck me!" I mumbled, gripping tighter onto Amber's thighs. With her pussy smothering me, I'm positive it got here out extra like, "Fkmm, dbd! Hddb! Fkmmee!"