Best Friend's Journey Pt. 05

"What's going on? Why are you filming?" I asked. "Why would I need my face blurred?"

Jess hooked her arm through mine and dragged me towards the settees in the middle of the room. I looked over at Carl, who smiled reassuringly at me and walked out of my view.

"So," Jess began, sitting and pulling me down on the central seat. "We invited you here under false pretences."

"Hmm?" I replied absently, caught off guard by the new view I had down into her perfect breasts.

Carl sat down heavily on the other sofa, to my right; the camera on the tripod behind him now pointing directly at the 'square' of seats. He placed a glass filled with a dark brown fizzing liquid onto the table in front of me and gestured as Jess spoke.

"We're recording all this for my fans," she continued, smiling emphatically.

Her voice still seemed odd to me, but as she was speaking it seemed less and less unnatural. I couldn't really complain about the sound though; the sight was spectacular.

"Your fans?" I asked.

"Yes, so..." she giggled, seeming embarrassed. "So, I have a page online where my fans pay to hang out with me... Sometimes I post videos..."

She trailed off, blushing. I knew all this anyway, and she knew I knew, so why was she phrasing it like that.

She giggled again, rubbing a hand against the back of her neck, "I'm just going to come out and say it."

She took a deep breath, and I reached over and took the glass from the table, raising it at Carl in thanks.

Jess began to speak just as I took a sip, "I want you to have sex with me on camera in front of my boyfriend."

I breathed in in surprise, taking the remnants of the drink I'd just swallowed into my lungs, causing me to cough explosively.

A moment later, I felt Carl patting me on the back as Jess laughed next to me and continued.

"So that's why you might want your face blurred! Oh, and they like the whole behind the scenes stuff, so I'm recording the whole thing from start to finish and edit it into pieces..." she continued.

As she was describing her process, Carl leaned down to whisper in my ear, "No names, mate. Obviously."

He pulled away and returned towards his seat while Jess went on.

"So, what do you think?" She finished.

"And C- he- your boyfriend's okay with it?" I asked, looking over at Carl. "He's not part of it?"

She smiled sweetly, but Carl answered.

"I am fine with it," he said simply. "I won't be joining it, but I will be watching and recording it."

"Why?" I snapped back a little too quickly.

I had realised over the last year that although I had come to like Jess, maybe that had blinded me to my original suspicions. Maybe she was guiding Carl down this path so she could have her cake and eat it too. I wasn't sure. I couldn't be sure, but I had to try to find out. As painful as it would be, I would leave if there was the slightest hesitation in Carl's response.

He didn't hesitate, "It's true that her subscribers have pushed for this, but it was my choice to go ahead."

"Oh?"

"Yeah... I love having sex with her, seeing her in pleasure. I want to see it from a different angle, like she's my own porn star. It lets me treat her as an object for my desire - something we can't do in our daily lives because I... love her too much, I think. I just don't see her that way most of the time."

"You don't find her attractive?" I stuttered, stunned.

"Oh god, don't get me wrong; I've never been attracted to anyone more in my life, but I just want to make love to her, protect her and be happy with her. It takes something more for it to become... carnal."

Jess interrupted, as Carl seemed to be blustering and turning red, "We've had threesomes before, privately, and the sex we have is the best we ever have - even when we're not taking out lust out on each other, it heightens everything."

"Yes, exactly!" Carl cut in. "We'll fuck during the act and it will be new and fun, then afterwards we'll make love and feel closer than ever. I hope that this will give us a feeling like that. Fucking hell, mate, and it would be a shame to not show off this work of art now and then."

I sighed, smiling. It seemed like this really was what he wanted, even if I couldn't understand it. But that was enough reassurance for me to go through with it.

"-even if it doesn't, then I still get to see her in ecstasy from a different angle!" Carl said, laughing, and I realised I might have zoned out.

"So, you're both ok with it? I get to have sex with you if you get to record?" I asked, almost redundantly.

Carl nodded as Jess, through a broad grin, said "Exactly."

"I couldn't say no to this," I said, gesturing to at Jess.

"Great!" Carl exclaimed, jumping to his feet. "Let's go then."

***

They had two bathrooms in this suite. As well as the one attached to the 'main' room there was an ensuite attached to their bedroom. I showered quickly in their ensuite while they "set up" in the attached bedroom, whatever that meant.

I dried myself off and wrapped a fresh white towel around my waist, checking myself out in the bathroom mirror. I hadn't had as much time to exercise this year, with the amount of uni work being thrown at me, but it was barely noticeable; if anything, it gave me a softer edge - something for a woman's hands to sink into. My abs were still visible without tensing, my pecs were defined and firm and my biceps were still probably two or three times the size of Carl's. I smiled at myself and turned to open the bedroom door.

It looked as though they had started without me, even though Carl wasn't supposed to be part of it this time. Jess was on her knees in front of Carl, who sat in a small, plush, chair in one corner of the room. He was pointing his phone at her, while the camera that was previously in the main room, had been moved to this room, pointing at them from the parallel corner. I noticed the bedside tables were scattered with lube, condoms and little boxes and plastic card things, but my sight was immediately drawn away from them.

I hadn't seen Jess from behind in that lingerie before, and the sight was almost as captivating as the front. Her bum was fully visible where the white lace disappeared between her buttocks; tanned and round and firm; large, but not overly so - still smaller than Abby's, but still perfect nonetheless. The fabric was barely patterned on the back, unlike the front, so I could see every contour, from the dimples above her bum, to the curve of her spine as she kneeled on the floor.

"I thought he wasn't part of this?" I asked, causing Jess to spin around to face me, flustered.

"We got too into it... Sorry, mate," Carl said, almost unapologetically.

From where Jess had turned, I saw Carl's cock standing to attention in her hand, dripping with precum. Jess wasn't a tiny girl, but she was on the smaller side, and her hand followed this trend, so where it had stopped midway up his shaft, it obscured about half of it. I couldn't help but notice he was groomed this time; I guessed Jess made him do this for the camera.

"No problem, but she's mine now," I stated, stepping closer to the bed, and letting my towel fall.

"Where's the f-" Carl began, but Jess shushed him.

She turned around fully, letting Carl's cock fall onto his stomach, and gave me an impish smile, appraising what she saw.

She was as gorgeous as earlier, the white bodysuit barely hiding an inch of her body and amplifying the natural curves of her body. She crawled to the opposite edge of the bed and beckoned me over.

"I know something they'll like to see," she whispered as I passed the foot of the bed.

I began to sit down, but she shook her head and her smile widened, "Perfect."

I stood above her, and without any sign or signal, she rose up onto her knees and took my almost flaccid cock in her hands, guiding it towards her mouth.

"Good girl," I said, feeling myself sinking into her.

She gestured with her free hand, and Carl stepped up beside me.

"You're mine tonight," I reminded her, gently.

She pulled my rapidly hardening cock from her mouth and gave it a gentle kiss before responding, "This is just something so my subs can see what I'm working with..."

I remembered this was all being filmed and looked over to the camera in the corner of the room. It was facing us now, so I guess it was somehow tracking Jess, unless Carl had moved it. Carl still had his phone in his hands, recording as he struggled with his belt, and even Jess reached out and grabbed a phone from the bed and tapped a few times to put it into selfie mode.

I narrowed my eyes. She was still holding my cock and very gently stroking it as she looked away from me and began talking to the phone.

"So, guys, you asked for this and I'm ever the obedient slut," she said throatily, exaggerating her fake accent.

She turned, sliding my rapidly hardening cock into her mouth again, recording the whole thing as she looked at the screen.

After a few seconds, she pulled it out with a popping sound from where she sucked it, giggling.

"This," she said, turning slightly and re-angling the camera to fit Carl in too. "Is my boyfriend's. Go on, let them see."

Carl murmured something, but let his belt go and his trousers immediately dropped, exposing his own hard cock.

Jess inched forward, away from us, and I saw all three of us on the screen - my muscular body visible to just below the chest, Carl visible to just above. The angle she used seemed to emphasise the difference - I took up a lot more of the screen and looked to dwarf him.

She giggled again and came closer to us, taking my cock in her hand again and pressing it to her face, smiling.

"Isn't he big?" She cooed into the camera. "I mean..."

She turned again, taking Carl's hard cock, and pressing that to her face instead.

"Mr Nympho isn't exactly small, but..." she pulled me closer, framing her in the centre, between our two cocks. "This guy's not even fully hard and he's already a little bigger."

She laughed, smiled into the phone, and then said, "Hold them against my face, guys."

I did as she said, in a state of shellshock over how slutty she was acting. I knew I shouldn't have been as surprised by now, but I couldn't help it.

She posed, between us, turning to each of our members in turn and stroking, holding and even licking them both, before eventually throwing her phone back onto the bed.

"Sorry for neglecting you," she said, turning back to me. "One last thing though, before I'm all yours."

She squeezed Carl and I closer together and looked up into his camera as she grabbed each of our cocks and pointed them at her face.

"Sorry baby, but this isn't a threesome," she stated eventually, pushing Carl backwards and turning her body fully towards me.

With all the gentle touching and playing with my cock she'd been doing, she'd coaxed all my blood into it, making it stand out like the mast of a ship.

"I almost can't wait to have it in me," she purred, biting her lip, and looking up at it.

Carl had edged around us and was recording from a few steps away. It felt weird, but it wasn't enough to stop my cock from twitching at Jess's words.

She stretched up on her knees and took the head of my cock into her mouth.

I was reminded that she was a pro at this immediately. The tip slid past her lips and teeth with no resistance at all, causing me to groan unintentionally.

The corners of Jess's eyes crinkled in a smile as her mouth was unable to, stretching around my cock as it was.

She moved slowly, sliding her lips along my shaft, treasuring every inch of it before it reached her throat, pulling it free again and repeating. She then continued this process, making most of my cock disappear into her hands and mouth, occasionally stopping for a second or two to lick the underside before going back for more.

I found myself holding my breath each time I felt her tongue swirling against my glans; trying to savour the pleasure without being consumed by it.

She pulled back and looked up at me, her makeup still immaculate, "Get on the bed."

I did as she commanded, stepping around her and sitting on the side of the bed. She looked to the corner of the room and then pushed me further towards the head of the bed, before kneeling in between my legs.

Her eyes were locked onto mine as she leaned down towards my cock and pressed it to her cheek. She licked gently, once, across the head before teasingly rubbing the top with her thumb and forefinger, all the while keeping her gaze on me.

Carl stepped closer, continuing to record, but his cock poked out of his fly where he hadn't bothered to put his trousers back on properly. Somehow, it was rock hard, even as his girlfriend descended on my dick once more.

I felt her hand run up my inner thigh, tracing her way up until her fingertips brushed my balls. She wrapped her fingers around my scrotum and squeezed lightly, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from me.

"Suck my balls," I commanded, surprising even myself.

She pulled back, arched her eyebrow for a moment before smiling and tilting her head, moving it downwards. She opened her mouth and sank her lips into my sack, massaging my balls softly as she sucked one then the other in turn. The wet sounds caused goosebumps to prickle over my body.

I groaned in pleasure as she took one hand and began to stroke my shaft. My breathing grew shallower and faster, matched by Jess, whose chest rose and fell with rapid breaths as well. Her breasts bounced and swayed slightly with every movement, and I could see they were straining against their confinement - the sheer fabric stretching with them.

Carl moaned, taking me out of the zone, but Jess's thumb began to rub the head of my penis in time with her tongue's caresses on my balls, immediately grabbing my attention. She shifted slightly so that her right hand could slide along the underside of my length, while her right cupped my balls.

She continued sucking my testicles, sometimes flicking them gently with her tongue as she pulled back to take a breath. Occasionally she would look up at me, smiling, before closing her eyes again.

Eventually, she stopped stroking my cock and let it fall onto her cheek as her hand quested around the bed, coming back with her phone. She unlocked it with her thumb and activated the camera, one-handed.

"I want to see what it's like from your view," she asked, handing me the phone, before sliding her mouth down my shaft, all the way to my balls again.

I hit the record button and tried to point the lens down at her. The sensation of her masterfully massaging my most sensitive areas with her soft hands and warm, wet, mouth made it difficult.

My cock obscured a lot of her face, as she stroked it up and down above where she licked my balls and the base of my shaft. I was glad I had groomed before this, noticing how good the whole thing looked on her phone screen.

She looked up at the camera as she ran her hand over the head of my dick, catching some precum on her fingers and using it to lubricate me further. Then, after teasing me for another minute or so, she slid me into her throat.

It was such a sudden thing that it caught me unaware. One moment, she was alternating between licking my balls and the tip of my penis, and the next, my cock was thrust into her mouth, going further and further.

I almost dropped the phone as I felt the first hint of discomfort as her throat almost collided with my cock, but she held me steady with one hand as she slowly bobbed her head up and down, until I was fully inside her.

I was amazed. She had done this to me before, and it had surprised me then, but for it to happen again, and so seamlessly. The pleasure was overwhelming, and I dropped the phone, groaning as I collapsed back on the bed.

She took me out of her mouth only long enough to say, in a ragged voice, something like, "You like that? You like it when I take you all inside me?"

I didn't get a chance to respond, as she shifted, sitting up even taller before taking me into her mouth once more. I groaned, biting my lip to stifle the sound as my best friend's girlfriend continued sucking on me; two hands on my shaft, sliding up and down in time with her mouth, before one hand would pull away and she would take me into her throat again.

Her lips rubbed against my glans, overpowering me each time she pulled away. After a few minutes of this, she stopped, looking up at me and smiling before opening her mouth slightly to show me the slick shine of my pre-cum on her tongue.

I could barely contain myself. I needed to have her now. But I knew if I fucked her now, I would barely last, my desire for her was so overwhelming.

Instead, I grabbed the back of her head and said, "I'm going to fuck your face now."

Carl began to say something, but Jess spoke over him, "I want you to fuck my mouth."

My hand slid through her platinum hair, careful not to get tangled in the complex braids. Her makeup still looked perfect, even after what she had just been doing to me; the slightest of haziness around her eyes was the only indication that she had just had a dick in her throat. I don't know what came over me, but suddenly I had an impulse to make her gag; to make her eyes water and her makeup run.

I pulled her head towards me, watching her mouth stretch open to take my cock. She gasped softly, tearing her eyes away from mine to look down at the thing pushing into her. I saw her cheeks make a concave shape as I felt her begin sucking, rather than resisting at all.

I began to pull her down further, feeling my cock slide deeper into her with the smallest amount of resistance. She didn't even gag. I pulled her back again, letting her catch her breath, and then repeated the motion.

I slid into her mouth, watching her lips spread wide around me each time, making around half of my cock disappear each time before pulling her back. I began to use her face faster and faster, wanting nothing more than to fill her mouth with my seed.

She groaned, shaking her head side-to-side against me while she sucked, taking more and more of my cock each time I pulled her down, but the only signs of discomfort were the hand she cupped the base of my cock with and the occasional noise that could have been her gagging, but sounded suspiciously like moaning.

Carl interrupted, stepping towards us, and lowering the camera, "You should stop... You might hurt her."

I held Jess in place, her tongue swirling around the shaft of my cock, before letting go and raising my hands. I felt the smile on my face; I knew she was hooked - aiding me to use her mouth like a toy. I knew she was fine.

He obviously didn't expect what happened then. Instead of pulling away, Jess held her head in place, even moving forward a further inch or so, her nose almost touching my pelvis.

"J-" Carl stuttered. "-Baby... are you..."

Jess raised a hand to silence him, but, pulled herself off my cock and gave him a sweet smile.

"I'm okay, baby," she said melodically, pulling the tip of my cock into her mouth before continuing. "I love you baby."

Carl seemed reluctant as he raised his phone again, recording as she focused on pleasuring the tip of my cock; licking, sucking, and swirling it around her mouth as she looked sweetly towards him.

"Take off your top," I demanded.

Jess looked up at me, then reached for the phone on the bed, "Okay. Record it and I'll send you the uncensored video you take."

She unlocked the phone and handed it to me, almost absently, as she continued pleasuring my dick.

I pointed it her and began to record. She seemed to double down at the attention and grabbed my cock in both hands, pumping slowly up and down its length as she looked up at me from below it. The tip grazed her lips as she began to speak.