Last night I was out with my good friend (let’s call him Leo). We had gone back to his home town for the day and were meeting up with his childhood best friend (we’ll call him Oli). Leo is no stranger at attempting to sleep with me, it’s happened many times before and will happen again (most notably when he’s drunk) but I’ve never experienced anything quite like last night.

I was standing in front of Leo at the pub, drink in hand and he had his arms around me, draped over my shoulders and I could already feel just how badly he wanted to lower his hands to squeeze my tiny tits, thinking about my small little pierced nipples. I wanted a smoke though, so I had gone outside and I could feel Leos eyes watching my hips as I walked away. That’s when both him and Oli decided to come join me. I could tell that Leo was getting to a point of incredibly drunk which normally meant that he could be putty in my hands at any time I wanted him to be. Since I like having control, I told him to kiss me before he went inside. He gave me a small peck, not an uncommon thing. That’s when Oli said for Leo to give me more. He kisses me again, Oli demands tongue. He kisses me again deeply. That’s when I make a joke that Olis simply jealous that he’s not the one being kissed to which Leo announces that Oli has a girlfriend. I just look at him and tell him that’s a shame before I start to walk back inside. Before I could get too far away, Oli grabbed me and kissed me deeply before slapping my ass and turning me around to go back inside.

Nothing about my outfit was particularly sexy; I was wearing black boot cut jeans, my cowboy boots, a tight fitting turtle neck tucked into my jeans, and a flannel shirt over top. My hair was pulled back into a half up half down look, and my lips were red of course. Of course I was wearing no bra as well, I will never wear a bra.

Back inside, Oli keeps feeling my body, touching every curve of it beneath my baggy flannel, squeezing my ass, pulling me against him. I liked it. Leo was too busy chatting with someone he knew to notice but eventually when he turned back around, he saw. I told the boys to have a good time watching me walk away as I went to use the washroom. Leo met me right outside the washroom to tell me that Oli has ulterior motives with him and he was begging Leo for a threesome. Apparently every girlfriend that Leos ever had, Olis said no to a threesome with but Oli wanted us to have a threesome last night and that was all I needed as encouragement to keep going.

We continued on our pub crawl and were sitting outside at this pub when once again, I got up to use the washroom. Oli followed me in and as soon as we got to where the washrooms were, he grabbed me and kissed me deeply. He kissed me with a hunger that I haven’t felt in a while but we parted ways to use the washroom. Conveniently, we came out at the same time and Oli pulled me into him, squeezing my ass and my tits, kissing my neck and my jaw, grinding his hard cock against my ass. I told him not to be so bad. He told me that he didn’t want to stop.

When we got to the last bar, I had gone outside for a smoke and was on the phone with one of my bosses mates asking me when I’d be home. Oli followed me out and waited for me. He once again pulled me into a deep and hungry kiss and I told him that we couldn’t leave Leo alone to drink by himself. When we got back, Leo asked what took too long and I said that Oli can’t control himself when it comes to me. Leo told him to be careful, that I’m a temptress, if given the chance I’ll sink my hooks so deep into them both that they can’t get away. Oli said he wouldn’t break that easy. I knew he would.

I told Oli to pay no mind to Leo, it’s only me, he needed to focus on me. The entire time I’m talking with Oli, Leo is in the back warning him of me. I cupped his face in my hands and I told him that it was evident how badly he wanted me, that it would only be a matter of time before want becomes complete primal urge and he’s overcome with desire. That he needs someone in his life with power, with control, someone who turns him on more than anything else, someone who edges him to breaking points before giving him the best orgasm he’s ever experienced. He needs someone who knows him better than he knows himself and that person clearly isn’t his girlfriend. He needed more. He longed for me. He needed me.

I could see Leo shifting in his seat from being hard as he watched me entrance Oli, the entire time I was speaking Oli was staring into my eyes, watching my lips, coming in for the kiss but never being allowed until I was done. He got up to go smoke and instead he found a lollipop in his pocket. I told him to sit back down. I unwrapped the candy and sucked on it while making eye contact with him, my tongue swirling around it before I put the candy in his mouth. He sucked on it for me before returning it to mine. He asked me if that was as far as I could get the candy in my mouth. I made him watch as I shoved it down my throat without gagging. There was an audible fuck from Oli at this point. He was mine. He told me that the only way he’d take the lollipop back was if I was sat on his lap, so I moved to sit on him and when I gave him the candy, I put my thumb in his mouth. He bit me slightly. I asked if that was the best he could do. He bit me as hard as he could and I never flinched from the pain. I began grinding my hips against him before I got up since we needed to catch the train soon.

On our walk to the train station, Oli and Leo were on either side of me, begging me to go home with them tonight. I told them that if they wanted me, they would all need to work harder. They told me they were hard enough as is but were willing to put the work in between my thighs if it meant a night with me. I laughed. I had them right where I wanted them. Oli caught his train first before Leo and I caught ours, still begging us to go back to his. I refused though. He kissed me passionately before he left, and disappeared.

I hope he went home and came the hardest he has in a long time. I know that Leo went home and had a proper edging and gooning session… but that’s a story I’ll only tell if you beg for it hard enough.