My girlfriend at the time (Robin) was an early 20’s artist and dancer. She had long brown hair, no tits, but an amazing ass. It was the most perfect, full ass I’ve ever seen on a woman. She carried her soul in her ass.
She was a little mean, and aggressive, and incredibly jealous. Her father was a serial cheater so she was always on me about some girl looking at me. She had that crazy streak.
And I often enjoyed bending her over the bed and punishing her for her attitude. Loved to be spanked. Wanted hand prints…
But this isn’t about her. This is about her friend Else.
Else was actually stunningly beautiful, but neurotic as hell. She was shy, kind of submissive to my girlfriend in their friendship. I think that's why Robin and Else were friends - They'd met in college, and Robin would sort of just order Else around, and Else would just nervously follow suit. She was kind of skittish, but really truly gorgeous. She was very petite, probably no more than 100 lbs, and 5'3", and perfect features. Perky B cup tits and a tight, supple ass.
I honestly never got any vibe that Else was interested in me, not at all. Robin and I would hang out with her a lot, but even Robin wasn't worried that something might happen between us. After Else would leave, Robin and I would just shake our heads at Else's neurotic anxiety.
So what happened was this: Robin had to travel overseas for a summer semester. She was studying art history in Italy. It was a great opportunity for her, so we'd resigned ourselves to being apart for a few months. I remember the day I took her to the airport, saying goodbye, I was really fucking depressed. It was only a few months but still. We'd been together for a couple years by that point, and we were living together. I remember that long sad walk to my car after watching Robin go through security... I remember thinking how lonely it was going to be in our apartment that summer.
But later that night, to my forever surprise, I got a text from Else. She asked if Robin had gone already and I explained that she had. We got to chatting about how sad it was to see her go, and she asked if I'd want to meet up and grab a drink. I actually almost said no, but figured, whatever, I'm not doing anything but sitting around being mopey.
So I met with Else. Conversation was fine; we talked about Robin. It wasn't anything different than usual - we had a couple beers each, said our goodbyes and I went out to my car to leave. But before I even backed out my car, Else knocked on my window, and asked if she could get in the car with me. I honestly had no idea what she was talking about, but I just shrugged, yeah sure. I figured she needed to talk about something.
It was dark at this point, and the parking lot was pretty much empty. Else slid into the passenger seat, and before I could say a word, she shut the door, reached across the seat for me, and started kissing. It was like we both thought the same thing at the same time. We both jumped each other. I can honestly say I was absolutely bewildered by what was happening. I hadn't planned it. I hadn't anticipated it. It just happened. The night my girlfriend left, I was making out with her best friend in the parking lot.
Else tasted amazing. All her shyness just vanished, and she was all hands and tongue. She was wearing jeans, and I let my hand drop between her legs and hold her there. I could feel the heat radiating from between her legs.
We were both panting, with that dizzy sex feeling in our heads. After a few minutes I pulled back and said, "Do you want to go back to my place?" She nodded, yes.
We drove back to my place, the apartment Robin and I shared, and I took Else's hand and walked her up to our door. I brought her inside to the bedroom, pulled off her clothes, and fucked her on mine and Robin's bed. We didn't just have sex - we FUCKED.
I spent the next several hours throwing Else around the bed. Spreading her thin legs open and eating her soft pussy. Licking the wet petals, dipping my tongue inside her hole. I opened her up, held her legs back, and slid my cock as deep inside her as she could take, probably pushing it a little farther than that. I remember her sweet little voice crying out in pleasure. Her perfect tits pointed upward, her nipples swollen. I flipped her over, pulled her blonde hair in a fist, and fucked her from behind. She arched her back, spread her legs wide. I held her hips and pounded her as hard as I could, honestly just trying to ruin her pussy, leave her completely devastated. I don't know what got into me, but I wanted to fuck her into a coma. I was never so rough with anyone before. I spanked her, choked her. She was completely blissed out. I held her face against the headboard for leverage while I fucked her. I pressed her little asshole with my thumb, pushed it inside her, and she screamed out in pleasure. I pushed four fingers into her mouth for her to suck on, and she was moaning and whining, sucking desperately, hungrily, like she was starving, and all her holes getting fucked at once.
We fucked like that for literal hours. I came in her mouth, on her tits, in her pussy several times. At one point she had to tap out because she didn't have anything left, which was exactly what I wanted. I wanted her perfect little body to be completely wrecked.
Afterward we talked, and we decided to make it a summer thing, but keep it casual. Robin would be back in a couple months, and I didn't want to break up with her. So while Robin was gone, I was fucking her best friend in our bed several times a week. Else and I never told any of our mutual friends about it - we had to be pretty sneaky, and we never let on in public. We never even talked about it after that summer.
When Robin came home, I picked her up from the airport and brought her back to our bed.