Previous Parts: 'Sex Dreams' Prologue, Part 1

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Part 2

Billy hadn’t been kidding – Chloe seemed furious.

Angry as her friend was, she looked stunning though, wearing a strapless blue dress Andi knew Chloe kept for special occasions. The one that clung to her curves perfectly, accentuating her hourglass figure and drawing attention to her huge boobs without looking too slutty. As always, her friend’s make-up was flawless; jet black hair clipped up off her shoulders – she’d gone all out tonight.

So, it was no surprise she was seething at having been let down by her date for the evening.

No – that wasn’t quite right. ‘Let down’ was Andi giving the guy the benefit of the doubt... Listening to Chloe, it sounded like it was nowhere as benign as being ‘let down’. It seemed as though this guy had really done her dirty.

“Can you believe it, Andi? I spend weeks getting to know this guy, and everything’s perfect. Then – as soon as I actually start to trust that this time will be different, he goes and does this!” Chloe’s cheeks were bright red, her eyes flashing with manic energy. A bright intensity that matched the glare of the kitchen spotlights reflecting off the breakfast bar.

Her best friend raged while Andi went about the kitchen to pour wine for them both.

“And with some fucking Tinder slut too! – I get screwed over for some gross little whore he’s matched with this afternoon… It’s only because the stupid bastard messaged me instead of her that I even found out about it! Do you think he’d even have called me if he hadn’t got caught? Or pussied out and sent some ‘it’s not you it’s me’ kinda message...” Chloe sighed angrily and took the glass Andi offered with a nod of thanks. “Or worse – would he have fucked her first, then come on the date anyway? String me along until he gets to sample the goods, then toss me to the kerb... Fuck’s sake, Andi – why does this always happen to me!! Is it too much for a girl to get some good dick after three months of trying? Fucking asshole!”

Andi tried to answer but found herself speechless.

Truth be told, however much she wanted to comfort Chloe right now, Andi’s body just wasn’t letting her find the right words to soothe her friend. Her friend’s arrival interrupting  seconds before she’d been able to give into the orgasm Paul’s incredible tongue had nearly given her, denial serving to accidently edge her into a near-senseless mess...

Andi adjusted the tight, cream-colored skirt she’d grabbed off the hanger in their room – the one she’d planned to wear tonight. Albeit with panties.

Billy’s urgent tone had forced Paul and her rushing to leave the bedroom, frantically getting dressed to see what the matter was. Underwear had seemed like a secondary priority at that point... Braless in a silky little vest she normally wore to bed, Andi could see her nipples hardening under the red, satin-like material. Paul’s amazing oral and the anal toy still buried in her bottom bringing her arousal to a level beyond tolerable right now.

Trying to quickly get off with Paul before this double date had been a mistake, but dealing with the throbbing mess between her thighs was becoming a question of survival... Andi needed to cum. And right now achieving that meant distracting Chloe...

Jack’s arrival was more than timely.

Chloe swivelled on her barstool to look at where Andi’s attention had been drawn, her anger cooling as she saw Jack’s svelte figure enter the kitchen.

“Jack Grantham, is that you?” The raven-haired beauty greeted him. “How long’s it been? Come here and say hi...”

Andi smiled at the look on pretty-boy Jack’s face as he approached – something between flirty interest and trepidation. He was pretty used to female interest, but he could tell there was a feral intensity about Chloe tonight that advised caution.

“How you doing, Chlo’? It’s good to see you – sorry about the circumstances though...” Sympathy in his eyes, he flashed her a panty-melting smile. Andi’s hips rolling unconsciously at the expression on his handsome features and the cheeky promise in that look. He was torturing them both like this...

Jack continued speaking while the two women gawked at him. “Andi, sweetheart – Paul wanted to know if he should get some takeout or something, assuming you guys are staying in tonight?”

Andi looked at her friend, Chloe twisting side-to-side ever so slightly on her stool as she gazed at Jack’s body, sipping her wine while they both ogled the man. She looked very happy to stay put...

“Thanks, Jack – yeah, I think we’re in for the night. Chloe, sweetie? - Chlo?” Andi addressed her distracted friend, who looked up with a slightly guilty expression on her face. “Why don’t you go through to the den with Jack and choose some food with the boys – I’ll call the restaurant and cancel our table.”

Andi watched her best friend leave the kitchen with Jack, pressed close to his side – breast crushed against his arm in a way that couldn’t be construed as accidental... She knew Chloe had always had the hots for Jack – and Sal, and Billy to be honest. Had being screwed over by her date unwittingly provided the perfect opportunity to end her friend’s dry spell tonight?

God that was inappropriate... Andi thinking about pimping out her friends like that... Sharing them with Chloe just like Andi had shared herself with them.

Inappropriate, maybe – but fucking hot all the same...

Waiting until she heard them down the hall, Andi gave into her thoughts. Gripping the countertop of the breakfast bar and letting herself wade into the fantasy she was creating.

She and Chloe hadn’t had sex in the same room since they shared a dorm at college, but Andi remembered she’d been nearly as excited at the sight of her buxom buddy getting railed as she’d been about the guy she was with back then.

That was years ago though. There was no way Chloe would be up for that kind of thing now, right?

Though she had been very interested about the developments between Andi, Paul and others... Ever since Andi had told her about that amazing first night they’d had.

Andi had seen her old college roomie’s eyes light up when she’d given a barely sanitised version of what they’d done since then in their weekly catch up over drinks. How she’d been fucked by all of them while the others had watched – Andi’s pussy and mouth well used while she’d jerked off the others. All her holes claimed bar one...

That was supposed to be tonight’s big surprise. Not just to let them fuck her ass, but try to give herself to all four men at once. Fill her mouth, stretch her pussy with two cocks and then somehow cram another in her ass...

Hence the butt plug – getting her nice and stretched out over the course of the evening.

And wetter than she’d thought possible.

Hidden from view of the doorway by the kitchen counter, Andi slowly parted her legs, clawing at her stretchy skirt where it clung around her knees, dragging it up her thighs. She gave a low whistle when she felt cool air roll over her bare skin, shocked at the amount of arousal glistening between her thick thighs when she looked down. With trembling fingers, she brought her touch closer to the throbbing pool of lust that used to be her pussy, biting her lip and stifling a moan when cool fingertips brushed the plump heat of her slick folds.

Andi gave a long, shuddering sigh, eyes rolling back when she moved her finger in little circles over her clit. Rolling her hips to help the plug in her ass tease all the sensitive spots back there crying out for attention.

She fantasised… Imagining Chloe on the couch in the den, hand stroking over Jack’s bulge as they kissed. Billy reaching over to cup her tits and kiss her neck as he guided her free hand to his crotch. Her gorgeous friend getting to enjoy what Andi had been so lucky to experience every night since her first mind-blowing evening with the boys a fortnight ago.

Could Chloe handle it? She was so petite... And Billy’s cock in particular so fucking big it had taken Andi two weeks of daily fucking to get comfortable with him…

The memories made her groan quietly, ears straining for any sound that the others were about to enter the kitchen and interrupt. Eyes shut, she let the fantasy play out in her mind – Chloe unzipping the two men as they pulled her dress down, stroking them while they freed her huge soft tits. Leaning back to let them enjoy themselves. Their cocks rock hard and swollen in Chloe’s little hands as they kissed and played with her breasts, Jack sucking at one pale nipple while Billy pinched and rolled the other between his thumb and forefinger…

Andi gasped as she felt her orgasm building, huge pressure starting to peak once more after the interruption earlier. Squirming on the bar stool, she rubbed her clit, grinding against the flared base of the toy in her ass, whimpering at the sensation and desperate to cum.

She was so close…

She didn’t need the extra stimulation, but Andi let her thoughts take their own path – hand over her mouth to stay quiet, biting down on her finger as she imagined what might escalate between Chloe and the boys. Her buxom little friend now on all fours, greedily devouring Jack cock while Billy eased his huge dick into her from behind. Fucked from both ends, Andi jealous now of the pretty little slut in her fantasy – Chloe’s pussy split wide by Billy’s thick cock while she drooled over the dick between her lips.

Andi gave a little wail as her orgasm claimed her, thighs clamping tight around her hand, wet sound of her fingers rubbing her soaked cunt now muffled by her flesh. She locked her jaw and groaned quietly, biting down hard on the finger between her teeth as she came hard. Rocking back and forth while her pussy clenched and her asshole pulsed rhythmically around the stiff plug pushed inside.

With a juddering sigh of pleasure, she opened her eyes slowly – surprised but pleased to see Paul and Sal stood silently appreciating her post orgasmic comedown, her husband’s eyebrows raised and a knowing little smile on his face.

“Feel better, baby?” He murmured, as Sal grinned next to him, the bulge in his pants nearly a match for Paul’s.

Andi laughed, making a half-hearted attempt to pull her dress down to cover herself but instead choosing to spread her legs and let the two men see the swollen, dripping state of her messy cunt… Desperate ache within barely sated despite cumming so hard just moments earlier.

Her lovers looked at each other before Sal went to close the door to the kitchen, Paul and he walking over with unrestrained lust in their eyes. A primal need that made her pussy throb all over again – looking at her like they wanted to break her, ruin her… Fuck her until there was nothing left.

And she was desperate for it…

But not before she told them the rest of what she wanted from the evening, Andi’s delicious fantasy about Chloe ending her dry spell pushing her to ask the question.

“How would you feel if we changed the plan tonight, guys?” She spoke softly as they drew near, looming over her where she was still sat on the bar stool. She worked to try and quell the tremor of anticipation making her throat tighten… “What would you say if we added Chloe to the mix somehow… Assuming she’s up for it of course.”

Andi gave a little gasp as Sal’s big hands reached round from behind the stool, cupping her tits while he kissed the side of her neck and growled softly next to her ear. Strong fingers squeezing hard, her nipples suddenly bolt hard under her satin vest. Then Paul’s hand between her legs made her whimper, pushing up her leg before coming to rest maddeningly close to her needy sex. Grasping and squeezing her thick thigh hard enough to force a whimper of longing – these two men so close to unleashing their desires on her while the others were occupied over the other side of the house.

“What do you think, Sal?” Paul asked the big man fondling Andi’s breasts. “If the other two are onboard, what do you say? Think we’ve got room for one more?”

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