"Watching my friend go through a difficult divorce has been hard. One of the sweetest individuals I know, he didn't cause it. Without going into detail, his soon-to-be ex-wife is terrible.

Went out for drinks with him and a group of guy friends; it was fun, but you could feel his sorrow the whole night. Post-bar hangout, I asked him over for a typical inebriated food and trashy TV session. I routinely hold such events.I agitated him enough to get him to come even though he wasn't sure whether he could.

After the group was picked up, he and I got our own Uber because the first one was full.

During our ride, he expressed disinterest in socializing and going through the motions.

In the middle seat, I gripped his hand and leaned against him.

“I know you don’t, so it’ll just be us; I texted everyone else and they’re going elsewhere.”

He appeared relieved and apprehensive.

“You told them they couldn't come over because of me? I'm much more of a bother now.”

Again, I squeeze his hand.

“I didn't tell them about you! Really! There will be no queries or requests for details.actually I guarantee.”

He glanced at me bewildered and suspicious. Why, why?

If a woman informs a group of males they lost their tampon, they may not receive follow-up questions.

“Oh shit are you okay?” he said.

“Yes dummy! I took the heat so you could leave the crowd guilt-free!"

“You don’t…”

I laugh, “I’m not even on my period!”

He eventually laughed, his first real chuckle in a while. He sighed and smiled at me, like he realized he could be himself around someone else without having to pretend to be “okay.”

I was so delighted for him that I instinctively kissed his cheek and laid my head against his shoulder the rest of the ride to my house.

As we exit the Uber, me first out of the car but both out the same curbside door, he sighs, less burdened but still grieving even in his good moments.

As I exit the car, he whispers, "I wish I could forget that fucking asshole..."

Though I hear him...As he exits the Uber, I bend over and point my ass at him to maintain the spark.

“I guarantee you'll forget that jerk…unforgettable would be banging this asshole!"

Despite the darkness, I'm sure he saw my short dress hiked/bunched up from the car ride and my thin G-string underneath it.

He nearly fell back into the car lol, but attempted to play it off.

Perhaps I'll never know, but you're probably right…Maybe there's a greater future for me and fucking jerks in this life,” he smiled but seemed nervous.

After that, we returned to normal, enjoyed some nightcaps, and prepared guacamole.We enjoyed spending time together again since he was more calm.

We wind up on the couch watching trashy TV. Later, we share a blanket and I lie on his lap, him sitting and me curled up. Sometimes he laughs to himself...

“What? Absolutely no humor in this show!"

Recalling before, I saw the irony...

“Huh?”

“Oh nothing, I was just thinking ‘at least I don't have to worry about not forgetting fucking that fucking asshole's asshole too!’”

After a moment, I understood and laughed too.

“You mean you never?”

“Her?! Rarely would she allow me near her without making it seem like a job.What was wrong with me that she didn't want me?No asshole fucking ever...She informed me she enjoyed anal with former boyfriends before she "grew up and wasn't slutty like that anymore."

He attempted humor, but it clearly touched a painful area.I gripped and squeezed him.”

There's nothing wrong with you, listen.”

Several minutes passed while we sat.I couldn't understand his thoughts, but I wished to alleviate his suffering.

While this narrative may seem benign, I am a proud slut.So even “wholesome” for me ends up trashy lol.

I turn to look at him 10 minutes later.

"By the way, I was joking, but for the record, you could..."

Could what?

“And I guarantee you’d never forget it.”

“Uhhhh haha cmon shut up!”

“Do you want that? Please feel free to use me anytime, as I am available to do whatever you desire.Please feel free to use me as a sex stress ball if you choose.

I sensed his breathing becoming heavier and his cock growing in his pants under my head.

“No pressure, your choice…”

I changed into jammies to give him some solitude to process...

When I returned, he half-laughed nervously, but I replied, "Let's watch the show and relax," smiling at him.

He grinned, probably relieved to not have to chat right immediately and awkward about how to accept my offer lol.

10-15 minutes later, I say I'm weary and want to lie on my stomach with my head on the other side of the couch and my feet over his lap.

I hadn't changed into pajamas earlier, but he didn't notice (or ignored it), probably distracted lol. However, I completed one more task before bedtime.

Laying the other way under the blanket, I “remember,”

I was distracted and forgot to put on my pajamas…“I’m too comfortable to stand up now...

Still covered by the blanket, I removed my dress and threw it on the ground, followed by my G-string.

“At least I wasn't wearing a bra!”

That made him laugh.

If I fall asleep, you can take my bed if you like.I set this up for you if you wish to use it.”

I got on my knees and arching my ass beneath the blanket toward him until it dropped off my side, revealing my naked ass, my shaved pussy, and the shiny end of a large plug in my asshole, all dripping with lubrication.

I'll show you quickly so you can get in as late as you want, even if I'm asleep.

After reaching behind my back to withdraw and reinsert the plug several times, I softly sigh and stroke my clit with my other hand from underneath me.

“That’s it—perfect placeholder you could replace with yourself if you stopped by. Please relax, and I will clean up any mess tomorrow.Have a fantastic dream, and don't feel obligated to discuss it tomorrow.

He laughed and said, “ahh yeah yeah, that’s, that sounds awesome, thanks for the tutorial haha, very educational,” after a moment of silence.

I lowered my ass and performed as promised.

After 5 minutes, he placed his hand on the back of my leg and took 10 minutes to inch to my ass, where he rested it without moving for a while.

I fell asleep, lol the sun would rise in a few hours.

This wonderful guy must have moved slowly and softly because when I woke up, his cock was halfway in my ass and he was gingerly adjusting the pillows and the angle I was facing him.

Best wake-up ever.

Instead of breaking the dream, I wanted to be his stress ball of ass fucking.I wanted him to feel comfortable controlling my body without fear of rejection or derision like he had been by his wife for so long.

Helping, I shifted my hips and ass and let out a drowsy, blissful whimper while waiting for his decision.

He's a massive cock, so he went slow and methodical the first time, but I took him all with how long my asshole had to spread out.

He fucked my ass for 20 minutes. “Fucked” is insufficient lol. His cock had sex with my arse. It was loving and lovely.

He arrived and unloaded a huge load deep in my asshole after all that buildup.

For a while, his legs shook and his breathing was rapid.

The waves of release and pounding heart beats ceased after 4-5 minutes of him not pulling back.

He eased out and spooned me. It was great.

Additionally, he reinserted my plug exactly where I had left it for him, which was unexpected.

I was drenched and horny. But I tried to relax while waiting for him to sleep.

He eventually did, and I hid in the bathroom to masturbate frantically.I pulled the plug and his thick load flowed out my arse. I rubbed my clit with it and cum three times, then lay on the ground panting and quivering before returning to the couch and under the blanket with him.

This marked a new phase in our friendship, marked by increased on-demand ass fucking.