My best friend told me I was welcome to watch and one night I finally didn't leave

So this is a story I've told exactly nobody in real life and I figure this is the place for it.

A while back some personal stuff happened and I ended up moving in with my best friend Jess and her boyfriend Ryan for a couple months to get back on my feet. For what was honestly a rough time it was one of the best situations I could have been in. Jess is one of those people who makes everything easier just by existing.

We were those type of best friends. Like genuinely those ones. Doors open, making out at parties for fun, zero weirdness about bodies or any of it. She'd been jokingly telling me I was welcome to watch her and Ryan since basically day one and I'd always laugh and go to bed.

One night we were all on the couch after a long week, a movie on that none of us were actually watching, drinks happening. Jess had shifted at some point so she was sitting sideways in Ryan's lap, his arms around her, and at first it was just that. Comfortable and normal. Then I noticed his hand moved from her waist down to her thigh. Then higher.

She started kissing his neck. He turned his face to meet her. I watched them make out for a minute and said something like okay really, right now?

Jess laughed against his mouth and reached for the blanket they'd had over them and threw it off. She was still in his lap facing me, her little sleep shorts pulled down to her thighs, his hand working between her legs under the fabric of her underwear. Not yet having sex. Just him with his fingers moving under the cotton while she kept her eyes completely on me.

"You're welcome to watch," she said, same as always.

I did not move.

His fingers kept working and she kept watching me watch her and there was something about that specific eye contact, her looking directly at me while her boyfriend's hand was between her thighs, that made everything in the room feel different. She pulled her underwear to the side so I could see better and I sat at my end of the couch and felt myself get embarrassingly wet.

She shifted forward, reached between them, and guided him inside her. The sound she made was small and specific and I felt it somewhere that had nothing to do with the movie still playing behind me.

He started moving slowly and she dropped her head back against his shoulder and her eyes found mine again and I had my hand between my own thighs before I'd made any kind of conscious decision about it.

She got on her hands and knees on the cushions after a while and he got behind her and that's when things got considerably less quiet. He started fucking her properly, deep and steady, and she was right there in front of me, her face turned toward me, and I could hear exactly how wet she was every time he pushed in and I had two fingers inside myself watching it and I came so hard at some point I actually squirted for the first time ever, all over the cushion, which was mortifying and also felt incredible and I did not stop 😭

Ryan started going harder. Jess's whole body was rocking forward with each thrust and she was getting louder and less controlled and at some point she looked at me and reached her hand out.

I moved across that couch so fast.

She grabbed my hair the second I was close enough and pulled me into her and kissed me while he kept fucking her from behind, her mouth sloppy and desperate against mine, her whole body trembling, and she came hard while we were kissing with her hand tight in my hair and her sounds going directly into my mouth.

Ryan asked where she wanted it.

She pulled back from me just enough to look at me and said her. Just that word.

He was already pulling out as he grabbed my hair with both hands and pushed his cock into my throat without any kind of pause or discussion and I am genuinely grateful for the years I spent enthusiastically giving head because I did not lose my composure. He fucked my throat slow, four or five strokes, and I could feel him already close, that specific twitch, and he came down my throat and pulled back and finished the rest across my face, warm and a lot of it, and I sat there covered in cum and spit feeling completely unhinged about how good I felt about all of it.

Jess pulled me in by the back of my neck and licked a stripe across my cheek and kissed me again and I laughed into her mouth and we all settled back on the couch and put the movie back on like three completely normal people.

We had a few more nights like that before I found my own place. We're all still close and it has never been weird for a single second.

I think about that couch a lot.