What Friends Are For (3 page)

She didn’t want to wait until marriage for sex either. She
wanted to test drive him, so to speak. No matter what he offered, she didn’t
want to spend her future disappointed. Oh, she hoped sex would be good.

She nodded. “Yes, we’re going to do this. I just spoke to
Janet on the phone. She’s on her way.”

 “I have to admit,” He said, “I’m a bit nervous. You really
just want to watch?”

“Yes.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Are you going to join in?”

“We’ll see. I haven’t decided yet.”

“You know,” he continued, “We could still call her off, and
it could be just you and I. We could try it tonight, if you want to.”

“Don’t try and talk your way out of this,” she said, “It’s
too late.”

The conversation immediately died as they heard a car pull
up. Megan met Janet at the door, and hugged her tightly. “You came!”

“I said I would, didn’t I?” Janet hugged her back tightly.
“You know that I’ll do anything for you.”

Megan blushed.

Janet strode into the house. “Nice place,” she said, taking
it in with a glance. In her hand she had a bottle of wine. “Let’s loosen up a
bit, shall we?”

“Great idea,” Mark said, and disappeared into the kitchen.

Megan squealed and grabbed Janet’s arms, and Janet giggled.
“Oh my god,” Megan said, “I can’t believe we’re doing this!”

“What about you?” Janet asked, “Are you ready?”

Megan giggled too. “Maybe.”

They stopped laughing as Mark walked back in carrying three
wine glasses. “Well, ladies? Let’s pour the wine, I’ll start some music.”

“Oh, a romantic!” Janet said, “I just thought I was here to
fuck.”

Megan blushed. “Janet!”

Janet gave her a wink. Mark paused, and then returned to
putting on some music. He put on an internet station of easy listening and
walked back over to the ladies.

“So,” Janet asked, “Are you a virgin, Mark? Or have you done
this before?”

“No,” he said, “I mean, I’m not a virgin, but I’ve never
done
this
before. Never in front of someone, or a threesome.”

“Just so you know,” Janet said, “This is for her. If she
says stop, we stop. Got it?”

“Of course,” Mark replied, “I love her.”

“Me too,” Janet said.

Megan blushed at hearing their words. She loved Mark, and
she loved Janet. Mark was the man she would be willing to marry. He could
provide for her, maybe one day be a great father. Plus he was so sexy, his body
well taken care of. She hated that she feared this.

And then there was Janet. Her best friend, willing to do
anything for her, she’d stood by her side for as long as she could remember.
Her best friend that had been willing to help her break through her
insecurities. She wanted Janet’s friendship for the rest of her life. And,
though she tried to deny it, she wanted to be with Janet too.

The strangest thing about this was that she really wanted
the two of them to like each other. That was the most important thing. She
didn’t feel any jealousy, at least she didn’t think so. But what if this was a
way to have the three of them close? Was that weird?

But now Janet wanted to get the show on the road. She
grabbed Megan’s hand and pulled her to the couch, shoving a wine glass in her
hand. To Mark she ordered, “Strip! Let’s see that body.”

Oh, Megan’s face felt like it was on fire. She’d seen him
shirtless before, and that was nice. But, now… it felt like teasing. He looked
a bit flustered being given orders by Janet, but he was nothing if not a good
sport. Was his face as red as hers?

He worked the buttons of his shirt one at a time, bringing
his well-chiseled chest slowly into view. The lower buttons one by one revealed
six-pack abs that made her mouth water. The tone of his skin showed that he was
no strange to the sun. The shirt fell from his round, muscular shoulders revealing
his beautifully bronzed upper torso. His eyes traveled from Megan’s face to
Janet’s, and back again.

“Keep going, Mark!” Janet instructed, “Let’s see the
complete package.”

“Shouldn’t you too be getting undressed also?” he asked.

“All in good time,” Janet said, “Now continue.”

Mark pulled off his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and let them
fall to his ankles, leaving him standing there in his underwear. He kicked his
pants aside (he wasn’t wearing shoes and socks, he rarely did in his own home),
and stood there facing them, almost defiantly. His underwear left little to the
imagination.

Megan stared at the bulge in his underwear. It hinted at his
size, the shape of his dick. She wanted to see it! If only she could be as
demanding as Janet.

“Well?” asked Janet.

“This is as far as I go until someone joins in,” he
countered.

“Ahhh,” Janet sighed, “Looks like he needs a little help!”

She threw back her wine glass and downed it in one gulp.
Megan found herself doing the same thing as she watched her best friend drop to
her knees in front of Mark.

 “Let’s help you get this down,” Janet said, grabbing the
waistband. Mark didn’t stop her. She jerked them to his ankles, and right in
Janet’s face dangled his lengthy cock and balls.

Megan didn’t know what to think of it. She couldn’t measure
it with her mind, and it wasn’t yet fully erect. It hung down, but a bit
stiffly, maybe six or seven inches, and with a width she thought she might just
be able to wrap her hand around. As she stared at it, it seemed to move on its
own, twitching and rising.
That’s supposed to fit into me?
She thought
in wonder.
It looks like it would go too deep!

Janet looked over her shoulder to Megan. “Come play with
it!” she urged.

Megan shook her head, but leaned forward. “I’m just
watching.”

Janet shrugged and turned back to his dick. She brought a
hand up to the base and wrapped her fingers about it, her other hand coming up
to cup his balls. Her hand glided up and down the shaft, and Megan’s eyes
widened as his dick grew even bigger. She wasn’t completely ignorant, she knew
that was what they were supposed to do, but actually seeing it was quite
startling.
Now
that’s
supposed to fit into me?

 And then Janet slid it into her mouth! It stretched her
lips wide, and she only took in its large round head, but she fit it in. She
continued stroking with her hand as her mouth moved on and off of the tip,
taking it a bit further into her mouth each time.

Megan’s gaze turned to Mark as he let out a soft moan. His
eyes were closed and his head thrown back a bit. His hands found Janet’s head,
fingers in her hair, not forcing her, but gently holding her head, almost
affectionately.

Janet continued to work the cock for a minute before pulling
off. Her face was flushed red as she turned to look back at Megan. “Come on,
try it!”

Megan stared at the cock, wet with Janet’s spit. It looked
like it would tear her mouth open! “I don’t know…”

“Just come and taste it.”

Megan dropped down in front of Mark next to her friend. The
cock loomed in front of her face, the balls heavy beneath it. Janet didn’t let
go of the shaft, still stroking it rhythmically. Mark’s eyes looked down at her
half-lidded, but he didn’t say anything. He was staying true, letting them do
whatever they wanted.

She moved closer to the cock, until it was right in front of
her nose. From the tip, a tiny pearl drop of clear liquid appeared, and slowly
began to drip.

“Quick,” Janet urged, “Catch it!”

“What, the drip?”

“Yes, lick it!”

Megan stuck her tongue out, catching it on the tip of her
tongue. It tasted sweet, not really salty. When she pulled her face away, it
actually stretched from her lips to his cock, before dripping down across her
chin. Janet reached up and wiped it away.

“Now put it in your mouth,” Janet urged.

She turned her head back to his cock, jutting in her face.
His hips were slightly forward, but he had his hands behind his back. She
leaned forward tentatively, inches away. More of that precum pearled on the
tip. She reached up, sliding her fingertips along the length of the shaft,
feeling its hardness, tracing the bulging veins. It responded to her touch,
twitching. For such a soft piece of flesh, it felt so rigid, so unyielding!

She wrapped a hand about it, letting her fingers squeeze, feel
just how firm it truly was, and moved her head forward. She opened her mouth,
and let the cock rest on her tongue, and slid her head forward.

She’d never put anything so big into her mouth ever. Her
lips stretched around it, taking in just the head, feeling its smoothness slide
up her tongue. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Janet licking her lips.

Yes, Janet wanted to play too. She covered Megan’s fingers with
her own, squeezing the cock tighter, forcing Megan’s hand to stroke Mark with a
firmer grip. As their fingers came toward her lips, she felt the precum spill
across her tongue as they milked it out.

Janet’s other hand came up to the back of her head. “Suck
him like you mean it,” Janet said, wrapping her fingers in her hair. She pushed
Megan further onto the cock, and pulled her head off, all the while guiding her
strokes.

But Janet drove the cock too far down, forcing her head
until her lips touched her fingers and his dick brushed the back of her throat.
Involuntarily, she gagged, and quickly pulled off. A long string of precum and
spit connected her lips to his cock, but then there was Janet. Her best friend
leaned forward, catching it with her own tongue.

“Too much,” Megan said, backing away.

“Sorry, I get carried away,” Janet said. She turned her
attention back to Mark, taking the entire length into her mouth, burying her
face clear up into his neatly trimmed pubic hair. She didn’t gag at all, and
Megan watched in amazement. Mark seemed to love it also, judging by his moans.

Janet worked it with her mouth for a minute more and then
pulled off. “Enough of this,” she said, “I want to fuck. I want that big cock
inside me.”

Her clothes came off impossibly fast, and Megan found
herself staring at her friend’s beautiful body. Janet had a perfect figure, her
body flowing perfectly from one curve to the next. Her tits were just more than
a handful for Mark, who immediately stepped forward to grab them. One arm
wrapped around Janet while the other brought one of her breasts up to his lips
where he took the nipple into his mouth. Janet threw back her head, moaning
happily, her blond hair spilling down her back.

Megan didn’t know what to do. She sat back on the couch to
watch. They now both seemed oblivious to her presence. Should she strip? Her
own pussy throbbed as she stared at their naked, perfect bodies. She reached
down and unbuttoned her shorts, sliding a hand into her panties. Her finger
worked her clit, which immediately swelled to the touch. Janet had done such
wonderful things to her by teasing the clit with her tongue, and Megan found
the sensations returning.

Mark’s tongue now traveled up Janet’s chest, bringing his
mouth to her neck. Janet’s hands worked over his chest and occasionally tugged
at his cock that pressed against her lean stomach. One of his hands had fallen
between her legs where he cupped her entire cunt, one finger pressing between
the folds of her pussy lips. Her breath was coming out in desperate, wanting
bursts unable to cloak the pleasure that Mark was eliciting with his hands and
mouth.

Megan had never let him kiss or feel her like that. The
urgency he demonstrated on Janet was intense and frightening, and Janet looked
so helpless… and happy. She felt like an outsider, intruding on an intimate
moment belonging to someone else. But, it wasn’t. They both belonged to her.

Mark grabbed a blanket that he’d previously draped over a
chair and spread it on the floor. It was thick and soft, and Janet lay down on
her back, resting on her elbows looking up at Mark as he lowered himself down
between her legs.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“Give it to me,” Janet said. She looked at Megan. “Come over
here. See what it’s like.”

At first she didn’t move. But with both of them staring at
her expectantly, she got up and came closer.

“Why don’t you take your clothes off?” Mark suggested, but
Megan shook her head.

“I don’t think so,” she said, “Not yet.”

She sat on her knees right next to them, face over Janet’s
stomach. Mark held onto Janet’s ankles, holding her legs open. Mark positioned
his cock, pressing it against Janet’s pussy. Janet reached down, parting the
lips wide for him. Her cunt glistened wetly, needy. With a slight move of his
hips, Mark’s dick slid into her.

There was nothing slow or resistant about it; her eager
pussy took his entire length. Mark moved rhythmically, thrusting in and out of
her gently, Janet moaning in pleasure all the while.
She’s so beautiful
,
Megan thought, the expressions upon her face were pure rapture. She peeked up
at Megan through half-closed eyelids, her full lips parted allowing her sweet
moans to escape, and her blond hair framed her head like an angelic halo.

The rest of her body captured perfection. Her breasts fell
to each side of her chest, rocking with the gentle yet insistent control that
came from Mark’s pace. He held her legs wide, so that Megan could see
everything. His shaft glided easily in and out, now coated with the juices from
Janet’s cunt. Her snatch accepted his member with every thrust, with no sign of
resistance, and to Megan it looked like his cock was meant to fit into her.

Janet no longer held herself open for him, her pussy lips
accommodated him easily. Her fingertips instead moved to her clit, which she
rubbed with frenzy. Her other hand she brought up to hold and knead her
breasts. Her eyes fluttered in Megan’s direction, but only moans escaped her
lips. She sucked in her bottom lip, clamping between her teeth, still staring
at Megan the entire time.