I'd seen Dale's cock countless times. So many times in fact, that I had trained myself not to get excited each time I saw it. I had little choice - getting hard when you're surrounded by dozens of naked boys in a Uni shower room really wasn't an option. But never before had I seen my best friend's cock like this. It was beautiful. His dick had swelled to a great size. Since a drunken dick-measuring contest back in Primary School, I always knew his was slightly bigger than mine. Nothing had changed since then, in fact I was even more impressed seeing it hard. It was no monster, but my earlier crack about not satisfying her couldn't be further from the truth. His red-ish cock head was enormous to be honest, a giant mushroom knob on the end of a nice think shaft that had now swelled to the perfect seven inch size. Here I was, watching my best friend's knob disappear into his girlfriend's fist before remerging once again. She was pumping it like there was no tomorrow. I wanted to go over there and show her how to wank it properly. I thought better of it.
Eventually she got his boxer shorts off his tight little bod, and prepared to give him his first blow job. I watch, mesmerised, as her lips parted and his dick disappeared down her throat. He let out a great contented sigh as she sucked his pole down to its root. With one hand kneading his hairy ball sac, the other caressing his sensitive inner thighs, and his dick buried deep within this cock-sucking prodigy, D could do nothing but groan. And groan he did. Louder and more intense than any of his self-induced hand-jobs (I listened intently for them each night). I thought to myself that I should be taking notes. The cockmanship of this girl was clearly something every dick-loving human being dreamed of.
While I stared gobsmacked at this slut's head bobbing up and down on my best friends meat, Dale kept his eyes focussed on the Playboy poster he had plastered on the ceiling above his bed. It was either to provide extra arousal (not that he needed it), or to avoid eye contact with me. I thought for sure it was the latter.
Eventually he did turn his head to the side, and caught my glaze. It was a look of complete satisfaction. D was in heaven, and at that point didn't really care who this girl let through the pearly gates to spectate. It was also a smug look. A "look Andy, I'm getting the blow of my life" look. Like I was supposed to be proud of him. I was, I guess. He looked stunning. Glowing. Just so contented. Sweat beads developed on his forehead and abs. His smooth chest expanded and collapsed as his breathing became heavier and more intense. What a picture he was. It was just a shame there was a chick hanging off the end of his dick.
or Unfortunately for me, it didn't last long. Fortunately for him, it was only going to get better. After a good few minutes feasting on his crotch, she leaned in and whispered, "I want you to fuck me." Mind you, the volume of what she said gave new meaning to the word `whispered.' His dick jolted up on hearing the words.
She got up off the bed and started taking her clothes off, like a stripper pressed for time. When she was down to just the lacy underwear, she reached into her bra and pulled out what looked to be a rubber. "Slide this on hun," she said, throwing it at him. It landed on his chest. Dale was literally dumbfounded, struggling to come to terms with what was happening. He was docile as, like a Deer trapped in the headlights of car. He looked over at me again and I could see the excitement in his eyes. I just smiled at him. He was so sweet, and innocent, and vulnerable right now. And I loved it. He was cuter this way than I had ever imagined.
With the bra and panties now off, Dale was alert enough to make room on the bed for her to lie down. This girl had nothing to be ashamed of. She looked good, and she knew it. I knew for a fact that her perky tits complete with round, pink nipples, and her cunt shaved enough to clearly show D's target, was making Dale crazy. I'm surprised he didn't blow a load into the air there and then.
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"Let me help you with that D," she said, grabbing hold of Dale's fumbling hands as they tried to roll on the condom. I think he was shaking. I bid goodbye to his veiny, slippery rod as she covered it with the red, ribbed condom. Not content to roll it on the old fashioned way, Jennifer knelt down and rolled the rubber down the length of his shaft using nothing but her teeth. What a pro!
Dale knew his mission, and was more than willing to accept it. He climbed up onto her legs and positioned his rubber-clad dick at her opening. "You know what your doing up there?" she asked, rather sarcastically. As if he didn't - I knew for a fact his eye weren't exactly closed all of those times we watched porn together. Still, she wanted to make dead sure. With one hand firmly grasping her new red, ribbed fuckstick, she used the other to slide down her body and massage her moist, neatly-shaven pussy. "I want you to put THIS (giving his cock a squeeze) in HERE (sliding a slippery finger into her cunt)." He nodded eagerly like an obedient puppy dog.
Grasping either side of her waist, he guided his cock head towards her love portal. As he thrust his knob through her pussy lips she let out a high-pitch squeal that, I hoped, only I and dogs could hear. D gritted his teeth and plunged deep within her, tunnelling further and further until his hairy balls were tickling her ass. "I love you Dale," she cried, as he withdrew his rod for a repeat performance. She didn't love him. I loved him! She only loved his dick (and who wouldn't!). Dale's facial expressions showed it was clearly the furthermost thing from his mind.
"Why don't you come over here Andrew," she huffed. I looked at her strangely. "It looks like you could do with some help." She was right of course. I was drooling. And if this scene got any hotter, I was in serious danger of creaming my jocks. Despite the fact I knew it was wrong, the thought of plugging a hole my best friend had just finished doing was too strong for any moral objections.
"I guess it couldn't hurt," I said, looking over at D for a response. I didn't get one. He just kept his eye glued to her cunt as he plunged in and out of her. It was workmanlike almost, like a machine piston, keeping a steady rhythm as he brought himself closer to the edge. He was hard at work, it just wouldn't be fair to interrupt him with a trivial question like, "do you mind if your girlfriend sucks my cock?" I started taking off my clothes.
As I stood above her and dropped my jocks (which had provided the sponge for my pre- cum throughout this whole saga), it hit me - "what the fuck am I doing!!" She reached out and took my dick into her hand. Looking up at me, she guided my rod towards her hungry mouth. Clearly I didn't have the self-control that my fucking colleague at the other end of the bed had, because the minute her lips met the tip of my cock, I drove it all the way home! And this slut took it all. Somehow I got the feeling D and I weren't the only ones privileged enough to experience this mouth. This was wild.
As I face fucked this girl like a crazy man, and her very talented tongue did amazing stuff with the end of my dick, I thought to myself, "I could get used to this." While Jennifer provided the physical stimulation, Dale provided the visual. There he was, a matter of inches away from me. This beautiful boy, doing such a beautiful thing. And here I was, inches away from him, going to town on HIS girlfriend. I've never felt so close to him in my life. I don't know if he really wanted to share her, but I'm sure glad I was.
During one of her breathing breaks (unnecessary I thought, it isn't THAT thick!!) she called on Dale. "Come down here hun." With his cock still buried within her, Dale was dragged down to her level for a passionate kiss. It was pretty obvious I was a third wheel in all of this. Like I cared!! I knew at that very moment my best friend was tasting me! What an honour. I grabbed my slippery dick and started thrusting it in and out of my fist while waiting for use of her mouth.
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