Best Friend's Journey Pt. 04

Jess seemed to enjoy this as she further increased her pace, this time with her mouth as well as her hand, making wet slurping noises where before she had been almost silent in her approach.

I watched, mesmerised, as her golden tits bounced gloriously with the movements of her body, barely obscured by her head and arm as she pressed Carl's cock into her mouth.

His cock was spattered with trails of saliva where Jess had begun to move more vigorously and less sensuously. When her face rose, her lips and chin were glistening with their shared juices. Her eyes darted between me and Carl as she bobbed up and down, a hunger growing in them.

She pulled back, unmindful of the gleaming trail that snapped off her bottom lip as she rose higher.

"Move over," she commanded me, letting go of Carl's member and placing her hands behind her back.

Eagerly, I did as she said, and moved up to the middle of the couch, close enough that my leg accidentally brushed Carl's.

Jess laughed as we flinched away from one another, "Closer! You can touch each other."

"I'm not into men-" Carl protested, his words cut off as Jess's bra suddenly slipped forward.

"I didn't mean like that. I'm supposed to be the centre of attention tonight," she began, looking down at her bra as she pulled it off. "What?"

She looked up, a mask of something between surprise and embarrassment on her face; her cheeks and nose blushing deep red and her lips parted just a little.

"Just admiring the view," I said softly, doing exactly that.

Her tits, as in my dreams and memories, were gorgeous. Huge, yet firm and full. Large, but not oversized. Even out of the bra, they hung naturally but didn't sag as much as I would have expected from the size. Each one was more than both my hands together could grasp and looking even larger on her almost petite frame.

Jess blushed even more, looking down, strangely demure for someone I thought was so experienced. She pulled me closer to Carl and then seemed to sort of scan us both, looking us up and down, before taking our cocks in her hands.

I felt Carl's body tense as she took hold of him, and he let out a sharp grunt. My own cock twitched in her grasp, hardening further as she began to gently stroke it. It was weird being this close to another naked man, but I couldn't complain when the prize was as sexy as Jess.

"Aren't I spoilt?" Jess asked, giggling, face tilted upwards towards Carl.

"Yeah, babe..." Carl responded awkwardly.

"You've got a good lad," I said to Jess as Carl trailed off. "Giving you a present like this."

"A bit arrogant, aren't you?" She smiled at me.

I shrugged, shifting Carl with the motion, and gestured down at us.

This close, it was easy to see the differences between us and I hoped my gesture would indicate that. Carl had gotten fitter over the last year, but his body was still smaller than mine in every way, except his gut. My bicep dwarfed his where they pressed together, as thick as his thigh. My stomach, next to his looked good just by comparison, my abs clear even in this position where his were just a hint beneath his belly.

The parts that Jess seemed most interested in, were in her hands. I wasn't experienced with other penises, but Carl's didn't seem that small, even when taking account of the hair occluding some of it; when Jess's hand reached the base of his shaft, it would take another hand on top to cover it. Her fingers easily wrapped around it, her thumb and forefinger just about overlapping.

My cock, in her other hand, immediately looked bigger just from where I kept on top of my grooming - trimming any pubes that might have obscured some of it. Jess's fingers around the base of it didn't meet, but the gap between them wasn't immense, and it would probably have taken another two or so of her hands to cover it entirely to the tip.

In short, while Carl wasn't small, from Jess's perspective, mine should have been noticeably bigger, and that gave me more than enough of an ego-boost to stop any performance anxiety.

"Oh wow, baby," Jess smiled, keeping her eyes rooted on Carl. "Are you sure you want to go through with this again. It's your last chance to back out."

"What do you mean?" Carl asked, voice high.

"I mean, I'm going to put his cock in my mouth in a second," Jess purred, pausing before continuing. "And once I start, I don't think I'll be able to stop."

I felt the grin on my face and didn't try to hide it. She seemed a lot more confident from the start this time, adding fuel to my desire for her.

Carl swallowed before replying, "I just want you to be happy."

The smile that split Jess's face was wicked, and she wasted no time in shuffling over and wrapping her lips around the head of my cock.

"Oh fuck," I exclaimed, almost involuntarily.

In her right hand, she still stroked Carl's cock up and down, but her left hand was held around the base of mine as she slid her lips over me. Her mouth was stretched wide, and I felt her tongue attacking the tip of my cock with the grace of an athlete, sending a shudder through me.

"Fuck, Jess..." I moaned. "You're good at this."

Carl grunted from beside me, but I didn't turn my attention away from Jess to see why.

She continued to slide her lips up and down the tip of my penis, using her hand to gently caress my balls and the base of my shaft. Her body continued to sway up and down between my legs and I didn't know where to look; trying to take in everything and burn it into my memory forever. I watched her gorgeous face stretched around my cock, bobbing up and down and her equally gorgeous breasts jiggling almost against me. God, I wanted to stick my cock in between them.

She eventually opened her eyes and made eye contact with me, mouth still caressing the head of my dick. That sealed the deal, and I couldn't tear my gaze away. My cock stiffened even further as I felt the blood run into it.

Her eyes widened and she pulled away with a popping sound as my cock came free.

"Fuck, Sam!" She wiped saliva from her mouth as she spoke, eyes watering. "Are you trying to get bitten?"

I winced, recalling the too-familiar feeling of teeth against cock, "Sorry darling, you turned me on too much."

She pouted, shuffling over to Carl, who had been silent for the whole exchange. Within a single breath, she had sunk down onto his cock, making it disappear entirely into her hand and mouth.

Carl grunted from next to me almost at the same moment that Jess let out a short gagging noise, flattening her hand against Carl's pelvis and pushing her face even further down so that her lips met it.

Her other hand tightened around my cock, anticipating the spasm that seeing this caused, and I gasped in surprise.

"Fucking hell, Jess," I whispered, awe in my voice.

She rose up again, leaving Carl's cock slick as her hand began to almost violently run up and down it. She pulled her face away and looked up at him as her hand continued its up and down motion. Her face was flushed pinker than I'd seen it before and her eyes seemed to be sparkling, the make-up around them running; smoky and somehow more seductive like this.

Jess continued this treatment of Carl's cock, alternating between making it disappear into her throat and frantically stroking it. I was in awe.

Eventually, she pulled her hand from my cock and dabbed at her face and eyes, moving the stray strands of hair from her face. She was smiling, almost smirking, her eyes sparkling like crystals catching the light.

"We should go to your room," Carl grunted, obviously with effort.

"Oh?" Jess replied. "And why is that?"

"The mess... Abby..." he managed to respond.

I wondered why it mattered. Abby was out, and surely people had fucked on this couch before. I didn't get a chance to voice my opinion though.

Jess sighed, but relented; arms slowing to a stop, before she stood, "Fine, come on."

I stood eagerly to follow her, before remembering that Carl was the one who was her boyfriend, so should be the one to lead. I stopped to wait for him. He was still sitting on the sofa, breathing as if he had just run a marathon.

He glanced up at me, seeing the question in my expression, and opened his mouth to say something before stopping and pulling himself to his feet. I gestured for him to follow where Jess's tight arse had just disappeared.

***

I didn't get a moment to take in Jess's room before her soft hands delicately, yet firmly, pushed me onto her bed, where Carl was already sitting towards the foot. In a few swift motions, she was on her hands and knees above me, looking down at my cock.

"Babe, it's my turn now," she said over her shoulder, before turning back to me.

Her bed was bigger than mine, at least a double, but I still felt Carl shuffle closer to her as the weight shifted on the mattress.

The sight before me was truly glorious. The light in the room was enough to enhance the sensual details without being bright enough to remove the mystique. From where Jess leaned over me, her heavy breasts dangled downwards, pressing onto the bedsheets and obscuring most of Carl from my angle. Jess's beautiful blue eyes had swung back around to look up at me from inches above where my cock was being held straight up towards her face.

"Let's try this again," Jess said, casually moving some strands of hair behind one ear.

Her eyes slowly made their way down my body, as if evaluating every part of me, before fixing on my cock directly in front of her. She began stroking it up and down as she bit her bottom lip and tilted her head slowly, this way and that.

"Oh, that's nice..." she half-sighed, half-moaned, and I felt the bed shift as Carl began to move behind her.

She continued stroking my cock gently, not quite bringing it to her mouth, but close enough that I could feel the sounds of pleasure escaping from her mouth as a hot mist.

"I can't believe this thing fit in me," she said, voice barely above a whisper. "It's like a... like a toy."

I grinned, my ego being appropriately massaged, "It's only that big because you're so hot."

She made a noise somewhere between a cough and a sigh, her body moving just enough that I could see her breasts shake.

She looked up into my eyes, face seeming almost red in the half-light, her pupils distended like a predator's.

"Alright," she sighed. "Let's go."

And with that, her head dipped downwards without her eyes leaving mine. Her mouth stretched open, and she pulled the head of my cock into it again. Her warm, wet, lips pressed against as it slid past them, and I felt her tongue flick against the base of it.

Her hand had stopped pumping and I felt a moan from her throat vibrate around my cock, sending my head backwards onto her pillows as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm me suddenly. When I looked down again, she had tilted her head downwards, no longer trying to keep eye contact with me.

My cock slid further into her mouth, the entire head disappearing into her, her tongue pressing against the underside of my glans and sending a stream of almost constant pleasure into me. Another sound of delight erupted from her, vibrating around my cock to escape her mouth.

Still, she didn't stop. Half of my cock had disappeared into her mouth, and I could feel it pressing into her throat. I could barely focus on what was happening because of the overpowering sensations being forced into me.

"F-fu-fu-u-ck..." I trembled out and was rewarded with a satisfied sounding grunt from Jess.

I had been given blowjobs before. Some good, some amazing even, but most were bad: my partners would inevitably complain that they were tired within minutes of starting, or they would bring enthusiasm that didn't match skill and I would end up with teeth grating along parts of me that did not need grating. And none had ever taken this much of me, at least for longer than a second or two.

Jess had made most of my cock vanish into her mouth like a professional sword swallower and it was amazing: soft, warm, wet, and assailing my senses with pleasure. The only part of my cock not engulfed by her beautiful mouth was the base that she held in her delicate hands.

A deeper grunt came from her, and she slowly pulled up from me, leaving my cock slick and glistening. As she reached the tip, instead of continuing further up, she pushed down again, causing my vision to explode in whiteness as my head fell back against her pillow again.

I couldn't watch. My body was almost being overwhelmed with pleasure. All I could do was listen and feel as the world fell away from me.

Jess's mouth worked me up and down, her hand now deftly moving alongside it. Her other hand shifted to my balls, which she caressed gently in complement to her other efforts. She moved faster now, though still gently; up and down. Up and down. Sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, and sometimes, just as I felt the strength to look again, as deep as that first time, sending me reeling back onto the pillow.

Either Jess was loving my body or Carl must have been doing something well because her moans were increasing in frequency and depth; each sound adding additional texture to the experience she was bestowing upon me with her mouth.

All at once, the tip of my cock was cold again as Jess pulled away and cried out.

"Fuck, Carl..." she faltered. "Yeah- j-"

Her words became noise as she began gasping. I looked down as I felt her face press into my hip, one hand grasping one of her breasts fiercely as the other erratically continued massaging my cock.

A choked syllable and then silence other than a wet sound from behind her. Her body stilled, tensing, and her soft torso began to press against my leg. The grip on my cock tightened almost enough to hurt.

Jess exploded.

"Aaahh!" A muted scream erupted from her, and her body convulsed, her breaths coming out in short, quick, bursts.

My cock couldn't help but stiffen in her stilled hand, spurring her into erratic motion again before her hand became lethargic and she rolled onto her side.

Carl was sitting up, on the opposite side of Jess from me. His face was obscured by a towel that he was pressing against it. His cock was standing, stiff as a board, leaking pre-cum. I looked away quickly, to where Jess lay panting, her enormous breasts rolling with each breath.

After a few moments of heavy silence, I opened my mouth to ask what now, but Jess spoke first, rising to her knees.

"I need to get fucked now," she said breathlessly, turning to face Carl.

We evidently both expected Jess to climb onto him; the surprise looked as obvious on his face as it felt on mine, as she pushed him backwards and leaned over him on her hands and knees.

"Wha-" Carl began, but Jess's mouth around his cock silenced him.

Her arse faced me, beautiful, round and firm. Big, but smaller than Abby's. Still impressive though. I took that as an invitation and began to shuffle towards it.

"What?" Carl asked, managing to speak through Jess's treatment of him.

"I said I needed to get fucked," Jess repeated, her words seeming heavy in the air.

"Then why are you sucking me?"

"Baby, I need to get fucked now," Jess said urgently, looking over at me and gesturing for me to hurry up.

I shuffled between her legs as Carl continued.

"I should go first-" he was cut off.

"I need to get fucked, not to fuck," she said flatly, sinking her head onto his cock again with a wet sound.

I heard Carl moan and mutter something but didn't look up. My cock was pressed against her now, ready to plunge into her. I angled my hips and began to push.

"-condom at least?" I heard Carl say, but Jess ignored him as she reacted to my cock.

I pressed the tip into her, watching her stretch apart to accommodate me. Carl had obviously done a good job because her natural lubrication allowed me to push in with little resistance.

Jess was breathing in gasps but didn't seem relent on Carl's cock at all, her head and shoulders continuing to bob up and down.

"Ah! F- fu-" she squealed, pulling her mouth free of Carl's cock. "Fuck me!"

"Seriously?" Carl objected, but Jess's collapse back onto his cock seemed to silence him again.

I stopped pushing deeper into her, my cock only halfway embedded into her, and began to sway my hips back and forth.

"Mmmhhng!" Jess grunted around Carl's cock.

"You can't!" Carl said, voice raised, before he made a pained face and tilted his head back.

"Mmm," Jess began, somehow talking, gasping and slurping all at once. "Don't- ah- you like- ahhh... seeing me in- uh- ah- pleasure? Unh... Don't y- ooh want- ah- me to- fuccckkk...."

I sank deeper into her with my last thrust, leaving only a couple of finger's widths still visible from where Jess was stretching around me, and clearly, she was enjoying the feeling, the depth.

"No..." Carl moaned, seemingly dazed. "I love seeing you like this... But..."

She didn't let him finish, "I'm so full, baby- Aahh..."

"It h..." Carl whispered, just loud enough for me to make it out, trailing off before completing the statement.

I felt a moment of sorrow for him; a pit in my stomach, but Jess seemingly ignored the comment, thrusting her face onto his member, one arm frantically lifting and falling as it, presumably, caressed it.

"Oh fuck..." Carl moaned, the look on his face could have been taken to be pleasure or pain.

My desire for Jess overrode my moment of grief for my best friend, so I turned my gaze back onto Jess's sumptuous physique and began to thrust again, driving moans of pleasure out her as she worked her boyfriend's cock up and down.

Something seemed different this time. Jess seemed to be letting looser than she had before. On each previous occasion we had fucked, she had kept some kind of aura of perfection up; something always seemed to have been held back. This time, it didn't feel like that.

I loved it. This obscene quality somehow elevated the experience; her enthusiasm winning out over her desire to be seen as perfect was like a drug to me and I continued thrusting into her to feed my addiction.

Her head and hand worked Carl's cock like a machine, as if she was trying to coax his very soul out. The noises coming from her were sloppy and obscene - moans and the sound of wet flesh quickly slapping on wet flesh, even the occasional gagging sound. She was going all out.

It was almost too much. I sped up, knowing I was reaching my limit after what couldn't have been more than five or ten minutes of watching her beautiful golden body bounce against my own.

"Oh fuck!" She cried suddenly. "I need your fucking cock too, babe- aahh!"

Her words trailed into a high-pitched squeal as she began to back into me in perfect rhythm with my own, her arse rippling each time our flesh slapped together. I had to look away, the sight too scintillating on top of the feeling.

"I ca..." Carl began, and I caught a mix of expressions flashing across his face.

Jess's head was pressed flat against Carl's thigh, loose hair plastered to her face; her mouth open wide to allow the raw sounds of pleasure to escape from her. Her hand still frantically, erratically, jerked his cock as her body rocked into him time and time again.

Carl groaned, his last sentence having since trailed off, and looked down at Jess. His cock suddenly spurting upwards, covering his pubes, his stomach and Jess's hand in thin milky liquid.

Jess's reaction to this was not something I had expected. She began to make a noise as if hyperventilating and her body shook, convulsing in time with the noises coming from her. The look on her face was madness itself, the only time I've ever seen her look anything less than perfect; one eye was screwed shut, while the other seemed fixed on Carl's cock, her mouth drawn back in something like a grimace.