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The sensation of being deep inside of her, her pussy so tight and hot around my cock and her long legs wrapped around my body was almost my undoing. I tried to hold still for a moment to give the powerful sensations an opportunity to ease a little, but, caught up in her own orgasm, she was using her long legs around my hips to pull herself against me, to drive me in to the hilt and complete her own climax. I’d waited so long for this moment that I needed desperately to hold out, to last; I didn’t want it to end almost before it had begun!

It was a near thing, but her nails digging into my back and her teeth on the tender flesh at the base of my neck, though not terribly painful, were enough of a distraction for me to regain control. I’m sure I came in her a little; the sensations had been too powerful to have been totally unproductive, but I’d managed to delay the main event, and when she recovered enough to allow me to I again took control of the rhythm.

Now, finally, this was what I’d wanted and looked forward to for so long. I made love to her as best I knew how and in every sense of the word; I loved her desperately, so it wasn’t a challenge so much as it was an unsurpassed joy. I kissed her and I told her how beautiful she was, and I tried – and succeeded, I think – to give her as much pleasure as I could. Both of us intensely focused, she reached several orgasms, and when I finally came some minutes later she rode yet another one with me.

Afterward, both of us stunned and breathing heavily and with my weight resting partly on her where we were still joined, I raised up on my elbows and looked down into her eyes. They were smoky with arousal, her face flushed and dewy with sex sweat, and she breathed, “My god, Heath…”

I kissed her again, and then softly on each eyelid as she closed her eyes. “You’re so incredible, and so beautiful, and so damn sexy and amazing. Teri, I…”

When I paused, she opened her eyes and looked up into mine. “You what?”

I’d almost said, ‘I love you,’ but stopped myself. Now I said, “I’ve wanted you for so long, just for me and just for a little while. Thank you.”

“Oh, Heath! Don't thank me, that was amazing... I think I’ve wanted you as much as you wanted me.”

I doubted that, but it was sweet to hear. “That was incredible. I love the way you feel against me, around me.”

“I love the way you feel in me too, so big and thick. Don’t pull out.”

“No.” And I didn’t. I just enjoyed every detail of her that I could, knowing it might be a once in a lifetime thing, but the inevitable finally happened and when my cock finally got soft and bendy enough it slipped easily out of her in a gush of cum.

She laughed. “Oops! You were right earlier when you said it had a mind of its own.”

“Not much of one, since it’s apparently too stupid to realize when it’s got a good thing going.” I gently moved off her and lay alongside where I could suck her nipples and cup my hand over her sex, my fingers playing between her puffy lips in the slick of our juices.

She moved under my touch, and moaned, and said, “You love that, don’t you?”

“What?”

“Touching me, when I’m full of cum; yours or Jake’s.”

I’d never really thought about it. “Yeah, I guess I really do. I love the way you feel, so soft and wet and slippery.”

“I love when you do it. It feels amazing, and for some reason it makes me feel so loved.”

Again I almost said the easy thing, that she was so loved, but again caught myself. Instead, I bent and kissed her, then kissed down her chest and down her tummy to her sex, and when I parted her legs and ran my tongue up and down her cum-slick pussy, she said, “Ohh, Heath, my god…”

This wasn’t something I did much, go down on her when she’d just finished with either of us; that was more in Jake’s wheelhouse, but if I couldn’t tell her how much she was loved I could show her, and I did, several times, and I thought we were delicious together.

After, when she’d caught her breath, she said, “Come on, join me in the shower.”

I’m pretty sure there’s not a fool alive that would have turned down that offer, and while I’ve never had any desire to work in a carwash, if a woman-wash ever opens, I’ll be first in the employment line.

Touching her wet, soapy body, exploring every nook and cranny and her exploring mine – including a soapy finger deep in my ass, a favor I returned – was incredible and erotic, and I was soon rock hard and throbbing, but the best part of all may have been shampooing her hair.

I’d never had an opportunity to do that before, but it may have been the most sensual, intimate, and loving thing I’d ever done to that point in my life, and when she closed her eyes and moaned softly and I felt her body relax under my touch, my fingers entangled in her sudsy locks as I massaged her scalp, I wanted it to go on and on.

It couldn’t, of course, and when she bent under the spray for me to help rinse out the shampoo, her ass pressed tight to my aching erection as I reached over her, I pushed myself into the valley between her cheeks as I ran my fingers through her hair. When she slid her wet, slippery ass on me I suddenly came all over her lower back, groaning as I fountained cum on her.

She laughed when I sheepishly apologized, and when I tried to go down on her in the shower to make up for it and nearly drowned, she laughed again, and it was all good. After, half-dried, I lifted her onto the vanity and knelt between her legs, where I tongued her from squeaky-clean rosebud to erect, jutting clit, thrusting my tongue into thrustable spots and sucking on suckable things. I could still taste me in her pussy, and by the time she’d come three more times I was hard again.

When I rose to my feet and moved forward between her legs to enter her, she stopped me, her hand on my stomach. “Wait, I have a better idea. Finish drying off and join me in bed.”

“You sure? I mean, this would work…” I took my cock in hand and rubbed the tip up and down between her lips, being sure to bump her little nubbin and getting myself lubricated.

“Mmm, god…”

I pushed a little closer, pressing just the head of my cock into her velvet heat, and I felt her shudder. “See?” I moved it in and out of her several times, just the head, teasing her, and I felt her body tremble again in response. “This could work just fine.”

“Stop it! Ohhh, you’re gonna make me… uhhh, mmm, oh, oh god, ohhh GOD, fuck, fuuuck!” She came hard, and I pushed all the way into her and held there as she bucked against me.

When she finished, she blew out a cleansing breath and looked up at me, her eyes wide. “Jesus… You didn’t come…?”

I smiled. “No, and don’t call me Jesus. It felt like you did though unless I’m reading the signs wrong.”

She laughed. “God, you’re such a putz!”

I have no idea where she’d picked that up – she’s not Jewish – but somewhere along the line she’d heard it was Yiddish for penis, which she hadn’t known, and she told me once – in front of Jake - that I had a nice putz and then laughed hysterically. I guess she thought it was a funny word. After that, she called me that occasionally, usually when I’d do something silly or something to intentionally get a rise out of her, but always affectionately. I didn’t mind; I’ve been called far worse things.

“So, now that we’ve done it your way will you take that thing out of me and try it my way?”

“It's pretty happy where it is, but if you insist.”

We both watched as I gradually slid out of her, each wet, glistening, rock-hard inch slowly reappearing, and she gasped when I came free but quickly hopped down off the countertop.

Saying, “Hurry! Dry off and come back to bed,” she disappeared out the door.

I finished in record time, propelled by her sense of urgency and my own aching sex, and when I rounded the corner I was rewarded by the sight of Teri on her knees on the bed, ass high in the air and toward me and her face and chest down on the bed. Her horny pussy was on glorious display, wet, pink and ready, her knees about eighteen inches apart. I could barely breathe, I was so captivated by the sight; I stopped and stared.

She reached under her tummy and parted her lips, stroking herself with her fingers and giving me a few seconds to enjoy it, then wiggled her butt. “Well?”

“Well… damn, that’s so perfect. I wish I had a camera.” This was her favorite position, ass in the air and doggy-style, I was well aware of that; it’s also one of mine.

I’ve read since that day that it’s a submissive posture, one of supplication, but it was never that for her unless perhaps she was begging to be fucked; Teri is not at all submissive. For her, it was simply an offer she knew no man – certainly not me or Jake – could ever turn down, and it suited her needs perfectly.

“No cameras.”

“No, of course.” I crossed to her and softly caressed her ass, stroked her pussy lips, and then kneeled and began to pay homage to her beauty in the best way I knew how. I licked her, I kissed her ass, I toyed with her stiff little clit, I rimmed her and tongued her opening and sucked her clit and made her come, and then I rose and entered her and held myself deep, my balls against her pussy.

I groaned when I felt her squeeze me. “Mmm, god. You’re incredible.”

“Mmm-hmm… you like?”

“No, I love. You feel so amazing inside, I just want to stay forever.”

“I love the way you fill me; it feels so good.”

“Me too.”

“I want you to come in me again.”

“I don’t think that’s going to be a problem; the problem might be not letting it happen in the next fifteen seconds.”

“It’s all right if you do.”

I grabbed her hips and pulled her back tight against my groin, driving myself in to the hilt, and she cried out.

“No, I was kidding. Sort of, I hope; I don’t think that’s going to be an issue since I already came twice.”

“Good. Then fuck me.”

So I did, laying into her with long, deep thrusts, my balls slapping into her vulva with each thrust. I varied my pace and intensity each time she approached orgasm, trying to give her the best ones possible, and at one point I lay across her back, my arms around her where I could squeeze and fondle her breasts as I continued to drive myself into her with hip action only.

When I straightened again, I reached around her hip and under her tummy where I could finger her hard little nub and she came again, and again moments later when I made my thumb slick with saliva and pushed it slowly into her ass.

I was starting to feel like Superman, going on and on and driving the love of my life to one glorious orgasm after another, exercising my superpower of self-control, but then she reached back between her legs and began to fondle my balls. Extremely vulnerable to that particular Kryptonite, I completely lost my rhythm and thrust deep into her. “Ohh, fuck, Teri!”

“Nice rack, stud… Now come in me. Do it, come on!”

“I am… I’m… oohhh, fuck, yes!” I held myself deep, pumping and spurting uncontrollably; my third ejaculation in a relatively short time, I ached slightly inside as my cock pumped and flexed, but it hurt so fucking good!

She showed no mercy on me, continuing to squeeze and fondle my aching danglers and stroke my taint with a fingertip as I emptied myself into her, and when I was done my cock remained temporarily hard, but the rest of me was limp.

I managed to mutter, “Nice rack, huh?” and we both laughed at her silliness, but at that moment I completely understood Jake’s de rigueur post-sex naps.

We both fell asleep for a while after that, after I’d slid out of her and we'd curled up with her in my arms. We woke up famished and I remembered I’d promised to take her out to dinner, but it was late and neither of us wanted to put clothes on.

We cleaned up a little, enough so that she wouldn’t have cum running down her legs and scrounged the kitchen; this being a college students’ apartment, we found Ramen noodles, a box of Cheerios, a partial loaf of bread, some Pop-Tarts, and a jar of peanut butter. We settled on peanut butter sandwiches with a Pop-Tarts chaser, washed down with a rum and Coke; dinner of champions. Appropriately replenished, we went back to bed.

We talked about Jake then, what we’d done to him, how he’d react, the betrayal he’d inevitably feel, and I felt like crap. I knew I’d instigated the whole thing, that Teri’s betrayal of him was entirely on my head and that my betrayal might even be harder on him than hers was. There was never any question of not telling him, of hiding it or covering it up; we both saw the unfairness of that and knew we’d be unsuccessful in any event, that he’d know, and the attempt to lie would be just another betrayal.

There was no inkling at all that she had any intention of replacing him with me, nor had I expected one; we all knew she was his, but now we had to deal with having done something we knew would hurt him.

We resolved to talk to him when he came back, hopefully on Sunday before I had to go back to Wyoming, and then Teri called him to see how his Uncle Harley was doing. Turns out he’d had an aneurysm on his renal artery which had partially burst, causing internal bleeding. He was going to be okay, but they weren’t yet certain whether they’d saved the kidney. That was mostly good news.

He said he’d probably hang around another day or two, and she didn’t mention me being there, although she told him she’d let me know about Harley. Breaking the news to him on the phone was not on the agenda.

It was funny; she was much less concerned than I was, assuring me he’d be surprised, but otherwise okay with it. I was much less sure of that. Still, our concern didn’t keep us from heading back to bed for more lovemaking. I wasn’t yet ready for this opportunity to draw to a close.

I knew that after three times I wasn’t going to instantly pop up, so I pulled her down onto my face, reverse cowgirl style with my nose tickling her bum. I’d sort of forgotten that she still had the better part of my last load in her, but it turned out I tasted pretty good with rum and coke and Teri mixed in. She soon realized why I’d positioned her like that and lay over me in a relaxed 69, applying a little mouth-to-cock resuscitation, pulling my foreskin back and licking the head until I began to respond and then taking me deep into her mouth and throat; I could have gone for that all the way to completion.

Teri, however, knew what she wanted, and when I was good and hard moved down and rode me, applying the spurs and sticking to me like a burr until we’d managed to last well over the eight-second minimum required by the PRCA. When I came, filling her yet again, she held still as I pumped away, enjoying the spasms of my cock inside her while she squeezed my balls.

Then we slept again, waking up in the middle of the night for a long, slow session of lovemaking. I entered her from behind as she spooned into my groin and held her in my arms as we slowly moved together in the eternal dance, and when I again spilled my seed in her I stayed in her and continued to hold her as we quietly talked for a long time, like lovers do. I wanted so badly to tell her how much I loved her, but I didn’t.

We slept again, the room suffused with the scent of sex and at some point, my exhausted cock slipped out of her. When next I awoke she remained in my arms and it was light outside, and Jake was standing at the foot of the bed, his face unreadable.

 

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What do you say in a moment like that? I had no idea, but eventually, I managed, “Hey.”

“Hey yourself.” He sat down on the foot of the bed, near Teri’s feet as she woke up and looked at him. I was shocked that he didn’t seem more outraged, or at least surprised, then I remembered that my Jeep was parked out front.

Teri said, “Hi sweetie… I didn’t expect you back this early.”

He snorted. “Huh! Yeah, obviously.”

I said, “How’s Harley doing?”

He looked at me. “He’s going to be fine; there were so many of us there I was just in the way, so I came home. Is that all you’re going to say, ‘how’s Harley’?”

He didn’t seem terribly angry, no ranting, no stomping or threats. He seemed very sad, very hurt and confused like he didn’t know quite what to say or do. Like us, in other words, and like he couldn’t process what we’d done to him. That hurt worse than if he’d screamed at me or hit me.

“What’s there to say, Jake? It happened, and I’m sorry – and it’s entirely my fault, by the way.”

“It takes two to tango, as they say.” He looked at Teri as he said it, then back at me. “Why are you even here?”

“I came down just to hang out, so we could keep each other company, and to help Teri clean up the place for when you move out. I didn’t plan this. It just happened.” I hoped that was true; in my heart, I wasn’t sure it was, and while I felt horrible about hurting him, I wouldn’t trade the last twenty-four hours for anything.

“Why don’t you two get cleaned up; we can go sit in the kitchen. This room smells like you… like fucking.”

He stood and backed off a step, then waited. When we realized he had no intention of leaving us alone we went ahead and got up; Teri pulled a sheet around her waist before she stood, leaving her breasts bare, and I grabbed my shirt off the floor and held it in front of me as I got up. There was some sense in her move; I figured she was trying to spare him the sight of my cum running down her legs.

I don’t know why I felt like I needed to cover myself. Maybe it was just embarrassment at having been caught or the hostility in the room. When he laughed, there was bitterness in it. “I’ve seen both of you naked a thousand times, you know; I guess that makes this my fault, in a way.”

“No. You trusted me, and I let you down. I’m sorry, Jake, really I am, but you have to believe me when I tell you I instigated the whole thing.”

“Oh, I believe that; the question is why. Why now, after all this time, and just a few weeks before we’re getting married?”

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s because of that, because I knew everything was about to change; maybe I freaked. Honestly, though, I don’t know. I screwed up.”

Teri said, “We screwed up.”

I said, “No…” but Jake cut me off.

“Yeah, but mostly him. He shouldn’t even be here; there was no reason with me gone.”

I nodded. “Yeah, that’s true. Look, I’m sorry. What can I say…”

“Nothing. There’s really nothing to say, is there? You should leave.”

“Jake, it was just sex.” I hated to say that in front of Teri, because to me it was anything but ‘just sex’; it had been a precious gift, and something I knew would remain with me the rest of my life. Still, it’s not like I hadn’t had sex with her before.

He laughed bitterly. “I guess that makes this all my fault. Maybe if I’d never let you get your foot in the door – or your cock in my girl – it wouldn’t have happened, right?”

“I don’t know…” I was exasperated and embarrassed, and I hurt for him. “Look, bud, I don’t know. I do know we weren’t going to hide it from you; we planned to tell you, but we didn’t plan for you to walk in on us.”

“Is that supposed to make it okay? Well, it doesn’t. And I’m not your ‘bud’; just go.”

“Why don’t you just slug me in the mouth and get it over with?” He stared at me, not saying a word. I gave up and started gathering up my stuff, getting shoes and socks on. They stood and watched, several feet apart from each other, Teri with tears on her beautiful cheeks. We never had moved to the kitchen.

I grabbed my jacket and paused to look at him. “Don’t do anything stupid, okay?” I wasn’t worried about him hurting Teri – or not physically, at least; I know him to be a far better man than that. I was more worried that in his anger and pain he might say things he’d regret forever. Words said in anger can cut deeper than the sharpest knife.

“No, you’re the one in charge of doing stupid shit. Just go.”

I turned and left, but as I was unlocking my car door I heard the door of their duplex slam behind me. Sort of figuring that maybe Jake had changed his mind about hitting me, I turned around. It was Teri, barefoot and dressed only in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt in the early spring chill. God, even upset and tear-streaked she was so beautiful, her hair mussed and her nipples, erect in the cold, thrusting against her thin shirt.

“Heath, wait.”

I waited, and when she drew close she looked up into my face. “Give him time to get over it. It’ll be okay.”

“It will never be okay again.”

“It will. He just needs time to work through it.”

“No, not this time, trust me. Who’s known him longer?”

“He’ll forgive us.”

“No, he’ll forgive you. Maybe. I hope. But you’re an estrogen-based life form and he’s a testosterone-based life form, so there’s a natural affinity. He and I, two testosterone-based types, it doesn’t allow for the same tolerance levels. It’s like trying to push the positive poles of two magnets together, there’s a natural repellence that always has to be overcome.” I realized I was mixing biology and physics, but I’ve never been good at analogies.

That earned a small smile. “That’s silly. You and Jake are closer than any two people I’ve ever seen.”

“Were, you mean. What we did, you and I… well, to him that’s enough to screw up the earth’s magnetic field; we’re at full repulsion now.”

“But…”

“Teri, I should go. He’s probably watching us anyway.” She looked terribly, terribly sad, not an expression I’d ever intended to put on her face. “Hey, maybe you’re right and he’ll come around. No matter what, though, I’ll never regret those few hours we had. Thank you.”

“Me either and you don’t need to thank me. It was wonderful for me too.”

I smiled. “I’m glad. It was selfish of me, but I’ve wanted that time with you for so long.” She sniffled, and I said, “Goodbye, Teri. The last few years, with you and Jake, have been the best years of my life. I’ll never forget the way we were.”

“You’re still our best man – we’ll see you in a few weeks; he’ll be better by then.”

I shook my head. “No, I’m sure he’ll change that, find someone else.”

“Oh, Heath!” She tried unsuccessfully to stifle a small sob, then stepped forward to hug me and stretched up for a quick kiss, and then I got in my car and drove away. I think I fought tears, also not always successfully, for the first fifty miles of the seventy-five-mile trip, and my heart was a lead weight in my chest.

I hadn’t been lying when I’d told her that I’d never regret our time together, however. I can’t imagine how I could ever regret something as beautiful, as amazing that had been.

 

 

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The next few weeks weren’t as hard as I thought they might be. With final exams, preparing for graduation, and them finalizing wedding plans we probably wouldn’t have had time to get together anyway, so it didn’t feel abnormal.

About ten days before their planned wedding I was surprised by a phone call from Teri. After the awkward small talk, she said, “He’s doing okay. I mean, we’re okay. He forgave me like you said.”

“Oh, thank God, Teri. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I mean, I miss you guys like crazy, but I can live with it if I know I didn’t screw up your lives.” In reality, I wasn’t at all sure that I could; I ached for their company and desperately wished I could turn back the clock. “So the wedding is still on as planned?”

“Yep, so don’t forget about the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner next Thursday.”

“What? I can’t believe he still wants me there. Why didn’t he pick a different best man?”

“He said there was nobody else he wanted to stand up with him. He was planning to go without one.”

“He probably should.”

“No. I told him that wasn’t an option, so it has to be you.”

“Jeez, you’re a stubborn one. But I knew that.”

“Don’t ever forget it either!” she laughed. “So you’ll be there?”

“Or risk pissing you off? It will be awkward, but of course I’ll be there.” She reminded me of the venue and time for the rehearsal and the name of the restaurant for after. I was amazed, but I also allowed myself to hope that maybe it meant Jake was coming to grips with what we’d done.

It was the betrayal, after all, the fact that I’d failed to abide by one of the very few rules he’d set on the relationship and not the fact that I’d had sex with his girl; that part wasn’t new. Still, all he’d asked of me was to understand that it was the three of us or not at all and I hadn’t even managed to comply with that simple thing. I guess I’d have been pissed too – I’m sure that to him it was too much like trying to take her for myself, which, in fact, was something I’d wrestled with since the beginning.

 

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It turned out that my hope was in vain. He hadn’t gotten over it and was still deeply hurt and betrayed by what I’d done; in fact, I wondered if part of the reason he’d gone along with me being there was so that I could feel the pain of witnessing their marriage and knowing that I’d lost. It was awkward and uncomfortable and he barely spoke to me at the rehearsal and subsequent dinner.

Teri did her best to compensate for his hostility, but he watched her like a hawk the entire time and his jealousy, which had never been a part of our relationship before, cast a pall. I’d always been the one jealous of what they had but I’d done my best to not show it; Jake made no such concession.

After that, I almost didn’t go to the wedding at all, but I’d made a commitment. I didn’t try to tell either of them that after the awkward rehearsal on Thursday night, I’d called on Friday and accepted a job I’d been offered in Houston and that I’d be leaving Colorado, probably for good, just days after the wedding. I’d be gone before they returned from their honeymoon. I knew, back then, that it was best, the only way.

If Jake was hoping that the wedding and witnessing them tying the knot would hurt me, he got his wish. It was painful and it felt like the end of a part of my life, and while I was happy for them it was tearing my heart out. I could have easily been crying like both of their mothers, but mine would not have been tears of joy. Still, I held it together and did a credible impersonation of a best man, including posing for pictures before and after, and made the obligatory speech at the reception.

I joked about them and used recollections of dumb stuff me and Jake had done together growing up to get a few laughs – I even heard him chuckle a couple of times – and I was sincere when I talked about how much they’d meant to me as friends and how happy I was for them, and how I wished them nothing but joy in the years ahead. That was all true, and I still loved them; I’d just never imagined that I’d have no part to play in the rest of their lives, nor they in mine.

I don’t think he and I said ten words to each other throughout, and when it finally drew to a close it was a relief. Teri sought me out to say goodbye before the limo took them away to their hotel and their first night together as husband and wife, and when she did, I still didn’t let her know my plans.

“Thanks for being here today. It meant a lot to Jake.”

“He did a great job of hiding it.”

“C’mon, Heath; he’ll get over it, I promise.”

“Maybe, someday. Listen, I do hope you’re happy, both of you. I want you to be happy.”

“Thank you. See you when we get back?”

“Maybe. We’ll see. You guys have fun.”

She kissed me then, open-mouthed and for several beats longer and with more tongue than a new bride should kiss the best man, and then they were gone in a shower of birdseed (in lieu of rice) and I headed home, to my parents home, my childhood home, and finished packing.

The following morning I was on the road toward Texas before their flight left Grand Junction for Denver and then on to the Caribbean for their week-long honeymoon. I don’t think I’d ever felt more down, more scared, more abandoned, or more alone.

The drive was agonizing – far too much time to think, and the loneliness was setting in with a vengeance – but once I reached Houston I was too busy with the new job, finding a place to live, meeting my co-workers and finding my way around to be too maudlin about it… at first. They didn’t try to contact me at all during their honeymoon, which didn’t surprise me, but for some reason it still hurt.

Teri was the first to try after they returned, surprised to discover I was no longer around and shocked and hurt to hear that I’d left for a job so far away without saying goodbye. I replied –at first – explaining that the employer had needed a quick answer, that it was too good an offer to pass up, and other such lies, but our rare calls, emails and texts soon started to lose the easy intimacy we’d always shared and grow farther and farther apart. I never heard from Jake much, other than an annual birthday note and a sympathy card when my grandmother died.

 

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I made some new friends, realized with painful clarity that you can’t make old friends, and thought long about how the friends you make as an adult rarely measure up to the ones you made as a kid. If you’re fortunate to find a friend like that as an adult you are truly lucky; if you somehow manage to keep those childhood friends close to your heart through adulthood, you’re truly blessed.

I had some girlfriends – lady friends – several beautiful, sexy, incredible, intelligent, and charming women, but of course, none of them were Teri. I unquestionably missed some golden opportunities to find someone wonderful to be the love of my life, but I couldn’t get the first love of my life out of the way, so that place in my heart never came open.

I got laid pretty regularly, had some good times, had some adventures and a few misadventures and progressed rapidly in my job. Eventually, I was making good money and had advanced into a position that required me to travel about three weeks out of every month, so it was probably a good thing that I hadn’t gotten serious with anyone.

The pain of losing Teri and Jake eased to a dull ache as the years went by but it never truly went away. I thought of them often – every day, really - sent them birthday and anniversary emails with appropriate memes and tried to find a place to lock away the pain and memories. I never truly succeeded, very gradually coming to the realization that I’d not only fucked up by being greedy and stealing the time alone with Teri but again when I’d run away and not given the three of us time to heal.

Still, I figured the bridges, once burned, could not be rebuilt, so I tried to move on with life. And then one day, over eight years later, I got Teri’s cryptic email.

 

~~~~~~~~~

 

 

I stopped at a liquor store on the way to their house. I was nervous and excited to see them, but I’d promised to bring wine. With Teri making her patented lasagna, something she’d often done on weekends when I came down to their place during college, a bottle of Chianti and another of Sangiovese were a given. I asked the clerk, Gerry, what other wines were good with Italian food since I had no idea what Jake and Teri might prefer.

“These are good choices, but a Zinfandel or a Cab would also be good. A nice Pinot Grigio or even a Chardonnay would work if you think someone might prefer a white.”

I thanked him and grabbed a bottle of each, lining them up on the counter. He eyeballed them, and then looked at me. “I really didn’t mean you had to buy one of each. Is it a big party?”

“No, just three of us. Thing is, it’s been a few years and I don’t have a clue what they might like; back on the rare occasions that we had wine it was always some cheap swill with a screw top.”

He laughed and boxed up my half dozen bottles, and I was on my way. I was surprisingly nervous when I pulled up in front of their home – and a beautiful home it was. On a wide lot, big and flawlessly landscaped, it was a warm and welcoming home, a lodge-style with southwestern influences, like something you might see around Grand Canyon National Park.

Teri came out as I was walking around my rental, headed to get the box of wine from the back. I stopped and looked at her instead, which was definitely a matter of ordering my priorities; she looked spectacular, tanned and fit and happy, a warm and welcoming smile on her face.

If she’d aged at all, it was difficult to see; a few tiny smile creases at the corners of her eyes, perhaps. Jake followed her out by a few steps, but I didn’t get an opportunity to notice much about him before she had me wrapped in one of her patented full-body hugs.

Teri’s hug was, as it had always been, accompanied by an enthusiastic kiss, firm, open-mouthed, warm and served with a helping of tongue. I returned it eagerly and automatically as if it hadn’t been nearly a decade since the last time our lips met, relishing the feel of her tongue in my mouth.

When we separated, I held her at arm’s length and simply looked at her for a moment. “God, you really are as gorgeous as I remembered. I was beginning to think that my memory was playing tricks on me, that nobody could look that great.”

She beamed and blushed prettily, thanking me for the compliment, which had been nothing but the truth. Jake, a few feet behind her, had watched our embrace. “She’s amazing, isn’t she? I don’t know how she does it.”

I looked at him. “You look good too, bud. Looks like life is treating you well.” He did, too, although I could see more evidence of the passage of time on him. We’d both stayed in shape, and I thought we looked reasonably fit for ex-jocks, although certainly not in game-shape. I thought about the last time I’d called him my ‘bud’, and he’d assured me he was not.

I got a small smile out of him, something I hadn’t been sure I’d see. “You too, Heath; it’s good to see your ugly mug again.”

“Likewise. Beautiful place you’ve got, I love it.”

Teri smiled. “Thanks. Jake built it.”

I knew he’d gone into construction, rising rapidly to become a successful general contractor; the home spoke to how well he’d done. “It’s spectacular, Jake. You got skills, son!”

He grinned proudly, and for a brief moment, I saw my childhood friend again. “Come on, dude, check out the inside!”

They led me through the house, and I left the box on a kitchen counter as I admired and remarked on their home. It was truly beautiful and high-end, done with taste and style, something most people our age would still be working toward for years. I didn’t see a thing I’d have changed.

When we got to their master bedroom, which was every bit as beautiful as the rest of the home, our easy conversation slowly died and we stood silently for several seconds. I think we were all thinking about the last time we’d been in a bedroom together, and the pain and finality of it.

Sensing the increasing tension in the room, and tired of feeling like I was walking on eggshells, I said, “Are we okay? If it helps, I still have regrets about what happened.”

Jake looked at me for a long time, our eyes meeting, and then he shrugged. “Yeah, we’re okay. Teri told me about what you said, about how you’d always wished for just one time, just you and her alone together, and that she couldn’t deny you that.”

“Oh.” I didn’t know what to say; fortunately, he went on.

“I can completely understand that, Heath. It made it easier because I could imagine how you felt… I guess, if anything about it bothered me, it was that you didn’t talk to me about it.”

“I guess I should have. Honestly, it never occurred to me because I never expected it to happen.” I paused for a moment. “What would you have said?”

He thought about it and then smiled. “I don’t know. I mean, I can say anything now and it’s meaningless because everything is different. If it was today, I’d probably have said okay, because I feel more secure about how much Teri loves me. Back then… who knows?”

I glanced at her, but she was just silently watching the two of us hash it out, a small smile on her lips. He continued, “Back then I was always kinda amazed that she’d chosen me; it could have just as easily been you, so it always felt so… uncertain, I guess. Tenuous. I guess we’ll never know what I would have said, so all we have is speculation. I just wish you’d talked to me.”

Teri finally spoke. “I struggled so much. I wanted to be with both of you… I know that’s weird, and greedy, and unfair to you guys, but for all those years it felt like that was what we had.”

I nodded. “Yeah, until I fucked it up.”

Jake shook his head. “You didn’t fuck it up… well, not by sleeping with her, anyway. Like I said, she told me about that and made me understand. What really pissed me off was when you ran away. That’s not you; you’ve never run away from anything in your life, no matter what, but you ran away from us. That hurt.”

He was right. No matter how many excuses I’d made and how noble I’d imagined myself to be, I’d run away from the most important people in my life. “I know. Stupid, but hey, why screw up little when you can knock it out of the park? I really thought for a long time it was for the best, but lately… Well, fuck, I’ve missed you guys so much!”

Teri came to me and hugged me again, tears in her eyes, and then Jake was hugging me too and I think we were all sniffling a bit. Soon, though, we were laughing and reminiscing, the way you do with old friends. He cracked a bottle of Chardonnay from their fridge, replacing it with the one I’d brought, which was still room temp, and we all retired to their spacious and comfortable family room.

We talked about our college years, working back toward high school; about football, and the risks we’d taken on many occasions to find the time – and places - for the three of us to have sex. And, of course, about all the great intimate times together.

About friends and family, and living away from each other and our families during our college years and since. At one point, Teri said, “You two were my white knights. You rode in and saved me. I hated Montrose when we moved there, leaving all my friends behind to move to this little hick town in the middle of nowhere, and all of you that grew up here together; I was such an outsider, and then, that day at the lake…”

I nodded. “I remember that day well. You were the sexiest, most gorgeous thing either of us had ever seen.”

Jake laughed. “Yeah, lust at first sight; who knew it would turn into love, and then into this?”

I thought about luck and serendipity for a moment, how someone else could easily have been her white knight instead, and suddenly I laughed. “Do you remember why we were even at the lake?”

Jake frowned. “To hook up with some horny girls in bikinis and maybe get laid, as I recall – or, failing that, to go water skiing, if we could find someone with a boat.”

I shook my head. “Well yeah, that, but I meant why we started going there in the first place instead of to the pool.” We’d always gone swimming at the municipal pool as kids. The lake was several miles out of town, a long, hot, dusty bike ride if we couldn’t snare a lift. Plus, the older kids tended to pick on any unaccompanied younger ones there, so the pool was a safer bet.

He thought for a moment, and then he laughed too. “Oh yeah! Shit, I’d forgotten all about that.”

Teri looked at us, looking at each other and laughing as we shared a memory. “What? Tell me!”

I shook my head, still smiling. “Jake got us kicked out of the pool – and not just for the day, for the whole damn summer!”

She looked at him. “You did? What did you do?”

He shook his head. “It was totally unfair. I got kicked out for peeing in the pool – everyone pees in the pool!”

I laughed. “First, I’d like to believe you’re wrong about everyone peeing in the pool – I’ve spent way too many hours in pools. And second, you didn’t exactly pee in the pool; nobody would have ever known if you did that. You peed into the pool, bud; big difference!

He huffed. “That’s just a matter of semantics.”

“Yeah, the lifeguard seemed to disagree.”

Teri was dying. “You didn’t!”

I laughed. “Ah, but he did.”

“You dared me.”

“I didn’t think you’d do it!”

“That lifeguard just hated kids; if I’d have been her age, she’d have been all over me.”

I shook my head. “Somehow I don’t think she’d have found a seventeen or eighteen-year-old guy standing there with his toes curled over the edge as he pissed into her pool to be any more socially acceptable.”

Teri was laughing so hard she couldn’t catch her breath and had tears running down her face, and Jake and I were laughing at the stupidity of it. “He squealed, told her that I’d dared him, so I got kicked out too. From that point on we always went to the lake.”

Jake nodded. “Yeah, where nobody cares whether you piss in the lake or into the lake. Still, I met the love of my life there, so I’d have to count that pool fiasco as the best piss I ever took.”

I shook my head. “You’re a true romantic, you know that?”

Teri eventually caught her breath and, while drying her eyes, said, “And this is why you two can’t be so far apart. You’re so good together, and we all have so much fun.”

It was true. I was happier than I’d been in years, happier than any day since the one I’d spent alone with Teri. It felt like some part of me that had died had miraculously come back to life. “You’re right. God, I’ve missed this. I feel whole when I’m with you two. I can’t believe I threw away over eight years…”

Teri rose and came to me and sat on my lap so she could put her arms around me. “The important thing is you’re here now, and we’re not going to let anything divide us again. Now come on, let’s eat before the lasagna burns!”

We headed out to the kitchen. Jake put his arm around me as we walked, and I put mine across his shoulders, and as we entered the kitchen, I pulled him into a huge bear hug. “You’re the best, bud. Thank you for forgiving me.”

He returned the hug, almost crushing the life out of me. “There’s nothing to forgive. We all make mistakes, I’m just glad you’re finally back; we really need you.”

When I pulled back and looked at him, he said, “Never mind; we’ll get into it after dinner.”

I was intrigued, but soon we were diving into Teri’s miraculous lasagna, with a salad with homemade Italian dressing and homemade garlic bread, and too busy eating to talk much. We’d killed the Chardonnay earlier and polished off the Chianti with dinner, and after, full, relaxed, a little buzzed as he poured each of us a Merlot, we moved back to the family room.

Again we made small talk, more casual and easier now. My curiosity was killing me though, so I finally said, “You guys have made a couple references to needing to see me or talk to me and stuff; what’s going on?”

They looked at each other, and then at me, and Jake sighed nervously. “Okay, fair enough – but before we get to that, I need to clear the air about something, something you need to know.”

I waited but could see that he was hesitant, nervous about telling me whatever it was. Finally, Teri prodded him. “Go ahead, honey; tell him. It will be okay.”

He nodded, then took a deep breath. “Okay, here goes; Heath, I’m bisexual.”

I nodded. “I know.”

That stopped him dead, and he stared at me. “You know?”

“Well sure, Jake. I mean, it’s like the worst kept secret ever, right?”

“And you don’t hate me? You’re not disgusted by that?”

“No, of course I don’t hate you! For Pete’s sake, Jake, and of course I’m not disgusted by it. I mean, I’ve been the beneficiary of it many times, right? The way you’d touch me when the three of us were together?”

Teri was smiling at me gratefully; I think she’d suspected that I was aware of his sexuality and had probably tried to reassure him of that for years.

Jake still seemed disbelieving. “And you never called me a fag or anything, never told anyone else about me…”

“I’ve never called anyone that, Jake, and I sure as hell wouldn’t call you that. And it’s our business, nobody else’s; when you're ready for others to know if ever, it’s your decision whether to open up, not mine.”

“God, and I’ve been so afraid to tell you. I was so afraid you’d hate me.”

“No, never.”

“How long have you known?”

I shrugged. “Since the first, I think.”

Teri asked, “The first time the three of us were together – you know, that other great night at the lake?” She smiled, recalling our skinny dip adventure.

I shook my head. “No, the first time it was just Jake and me.” I looked at him. “The day you showed me your dad’s porn stash, remember?”

I saw realization dawn on him, like a little lightbulb going on. “You knew then? All this time?”

I nodded. “I mean, I maybe didn’t know-know, and probably didn’t think of it in quite that way, but I think I knew in my heart, yeah.”

He shook his head. “Wow.” He swiped at his eyes, trying to hide the tears there. “You’re a true friend, you know that?”

“It didn’t make any difference; you were still you, and still my best friend. And a stud linebacker, as I recall.”

He tried to laugh, but I could see he was still very emotional. Teri said, “Tell me!”, then looked at Jake. “Is it okay, can you tell me about it?”

He shrugged. “Let Heath tell you. I always figured he just thought of it as two young guys, experimenting… finding themselves.”

“I guess it was that too. Let’s see… was that the summer after our junior year?”

He shook his head. “No, idiot, that’s when we met Teri; we’d both gotten laid by then. It was the summer before.”

I laughed “Oh yeah! How could I forget that?” As an aside to her, I said, “Does he have little terms of endearment like that for you too? I always get a warm fuzzy when he calls me ‘idiot’.”

She laughed, and I went on, “So, anyway, the summer after our sophomore year he calls me one morning and tells me to get over to his house, quick. I’m mystified, but I hustle over there and he drags me down to their basement where there’s this old leather briefcase up on a shelf. He hauls it out and pops it open, and it’s chock-full of porn – I mean, seriously, the mother lode!”

She was laughing. “Oh no! Whose was it?”

He shrugged. “My dad’s, I guess. I gained a whole new appreciation for him that day!”

Laughing, she asked, “So, what… like Playboys and stuff?”

I shook my head. “No. Well, there were a few Playboys and Hustlers and shit, but it was mostly very hardcore stuff. Huge cocks in wet pussies, big tits and cum flying everywhere – you know, the real deal. All in full color and every combination of slippery bits you can imagine.”

“What did you do?”

Jake laughed. “What any self-respecting, horny, red-blooded, sixteen-year-old male would have done; we got so fucking hard you could have split logs with our cocks!”

I nodded. “Yeah. I was so horny I was practically shaking. I’d never seen anything like that, and it was amazing!”

“Which one of us had his dick out first?”

“You guys!” She was laughing again, enjoying another of our teenage peccadillos.

I laughed too. “It was a close race, but I think you won.”

He nodded. “Mine’s smaller, easier to get out. I didn’t beat you by much though!”

“No, that’s true. You also came first, in about ten seconds.”

“I don’t know how you didn’t! That stuff was a whole new ballgame.”

I shrugged. “I paced myself; I’m a master of self-control.”

“Bullshit.”

“Oh, and also, I’d already jerked off that morning, so…”

He laughed. “I knew it!”

I looked at Teri. “You’d have been proud of him. He came like a damn geyser but stayed rock-hard. I was impressed.”

She just rolled her eyes. “Boys will be boys – so then what? You just jerked off together?”

“Well, yeah. Sort of.” I looked at Jake.

“Go ahead, tell her.”

“Okay. Well, you may have noticed at some point that Jake is circumcised and I’m not…?”

She rolled her eyes again. “Oh, really? Gosh, I never noticed!”

“Yeah, really – I’ll show you later if you like.” They both laughed and I went on, “So anyway, we’re both going through these magazines, jerking off, me real slow because I’m trying not to pop my cork but by then Jake is really spanking the monkey. For some reason, I glance over at him and he’s watching me instead of looking at porn.”

We both looked at him, and he shrugged, but he was blushing. “Those were pictures, but you were a live sex show. And let’s face it, you have a beautiful cock.”

Now I was the one blushing while Teri laughed at me. “Um, thanks, I think… so anyway, I asked what he was doing. He asked me what it felt like.”

She frowned. “What what felt like?”

“That’s what I said. He says, ‘Your foreskin – what does it feel like?’ I’m a little confused, so I tell him it just feels normal, something I’ve always had. I mean, I’d never not had one, so I had no basis for comparison.”

“He says, ‘No, not what does it feel like to have one; what does it actually feel like?’ I told him it just felt like very soft skin, and it felt good to play with.”

Jake snorted. “I figured you were so dense you’d never take the hint. I finally gave up and just asked him if I could touch it.”

She said, “Oh, that must have been hard.”

I nodded. “Yeah, we both were, rock-hard.”

“No, not that, you putz! I meant it must have been hard for him to ask.”

He nodded. “It was, painfully difficult, but I wanted to so bad.” He laughed. “To your credit, even though you looked like you were freaked out, you said yes.”

“Yeah. I mean, I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”

“I was so excited I almost came again. What did you think when I touched you for the first time?”

“Honestly? I was amazed by how gentle you were, so tentative. And also, how good it felt to have someone else touch me.”

“I loved the way it felt. You were so big and so hard, and that skin was so soft. I couldn’t get enough of it.”

“I remember.” I was hard again, remembering. It had been a very tense and very intense experience.

He sighed. “I was stroking you, playing with your foreskin, sliding it back and forth. You were leaking like crazy.”

“I know.”

“I told him he could touch me too if he wanted to.”

Teri looked at me. “Did you?”

I nodded, and Jake said. “He did. I almost cried I was so happy, so excited.”

“Jake, I didn’t know.” I swallowed hard, the emotions he must have felt finally dawning on me. “He was so hard. I was amazed at how hard he was, how stiff and hot, and then I could feel that I was going to come. I warned him so that it wouldn’t get all over him.”

“But I wanted to feel it. I wanted to feel you come and feel your hot cum on my hands; more than anything, I wanted to take you in my mouth and suck you off, taste you, but I knew you’d totally freak out if I did that.”

I laughed. “Probably! Silly me, before I figured out how great blowjobs are!”

He smiled. “I loved the way it felt on my hands, so warm and slippery, the way your cock throbbed and the way it shot out of you, the scent of it. You came so much… it was such a powerful experience.”

“You came too.” I looked at Teri, who was watching us, and I could see that she was aroused by our story. “When I started coming, and he was catching it with his fingers and rubbing it all over me, all of a sudden I felt him tense up and… woosh!”

She laughed. “Woosh?”

“Yeah, woosh! He came like a damn rocket; I swear, he shot a streak of cum ten feet across the room, and then it was flying everywhere. I was trying to keep it off my fingers, so it went all over the place.”

He was laughing. “What can I say? I was incredibly turned on! But anyhow, that was the first of many jerk-off sessions to the pictures in that briefcase; by the end of the summer, my parent’s basement would have looked like a Jackson Pollock painting if you’d turned a black light on it.”

“So you two…?”

He shook his head. “No, that was the only time we ever touched each other, until you came along. Heath thought it was just one of those experimental, curiosity, growing up things, a rite of passage; I guess it was for him. To me, it meant so much more.”

“I’m sorry, bud.”

“No, it’s okay. You can only be who you are.”

Teri sat and looked at us for a full minute, and then I saw tears pool in her eyes. “You guys are really something. Just amazing. And I’m so damn horny I’m about to die!”

 

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“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...

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Motherless

Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....

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Motherless Interracial

Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

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Theos LIfe as a Weresquirrel

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...

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Motherless Scat

It’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...

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Motherless Fappening

I’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...

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Absinthe Dreams

‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...

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my bestfriends

my first threesome i was 18 at the time just moved back to my home town with my father, he interdosed me to the rest of my family that i had never met, well i did but when i was just a baby anyway, a cuple months after i started to chill with these 2 guys but i didnt no what to do cuz both of them were my bestfriends for a long time but at the same time were like my play mates. one night when i was just hanging around talking with scott he asked me if i would have sex with...

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My Bestfriends Boyfriend Part 2

I grabbed my phone off the nightstand as I started getting dressed. I knew it was Tara. She had been calling me non-stop for almost an hour. I shot her a quick text to let her know that I was okay. Just as I did John’s phone went off. I went into the bathroom to finish getting dressed. I knew who it was. Of course it was Tara. I tried to busy myself with washing my face to drown out the conversation that they were having. As I walked towards the door John turned around but I just shook my head...

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My Bestfriends Boyfriend

I was always the shy and quiet one of the group. Chloe' The insecure one. The unexperienced one. The one that all the guys called best friend or friend. Never really the girlfriend. At least not as much as I wanted. Out of all the girls I hung with Rachel, Shannon and Tara I was sad to say the least experienced of all my friends when it came to sex having just lost my virginity a couple of years ago. Dont get me wrong Im not an ugly girl. I have long naturally curly black hair and...

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my bestfriends girl

lisa is a slim and petite brunette,she stands at about 5’5′.She has a chilren to my best friend donald,they have been on and off for years but they always get back together.i met lisa through donald,we would have drinks on a friday night together and myself and donald would work out during the week.she would always find an excuse to watch me work out as donald had gotten lazy and prefered to be in her company and have a drink instead of working out. i would be working away lifting weights...

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Bestfriends Forever

This is a true story Shizz and I have been best friends for 11 years. We’ve been through everything together. We’ve gone from friends, friends with benefits, dating, lovers, relationship, back to friends with benefits. That’s where it pretty much stopped. I don’t think we can ever go back to just being friends. Probably because he’s still in love with me and I’m still in love with him. I’m looking forward to seeing him this Christmas. I am so excited. I haven’t seen him since he moved to North...

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My Two Bestfriends

I sat in class Friday afternoon waiting for the bell to ring. It was sooo boring just sitting here in my last period. I just wanted to get out of there so I could meet up with my two best friends. My best friends names were Daniel and Rachel. Mine is Jason. I had known them since I was 8. I was now 17. Rachel and Daniel were 16. We always hung out with each other after school and I expected today to be just like any other day. Finally the bell rang! I immediately grabbed my books, dashed out...

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My BestFriends Brother part 2

This is part 2. Id recommend reading the first one before this one. Enjoy. Before reading, this I would recommend reading the first story. -We walked up the stairs then I realized how tired I was. Austin, I understand if you say no but I was wondering… can I sleep in your room tonight? I just dont want to sleep in the same bed as Kailyn He smiled a devious smile and his eyes lit up. Of course you can he replied. I smiled at him. I couldnt believe in anything that has happend. Im kind of glad...

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My Bestfriends Boyfriend

Introduction: This the story of Chloe and how she slept with her bestfreinds boyfriend… This is the story of Chloe…I posted this before in the forums and now Im reposting it here cause Im finally getting around to making a continuation to this story….Hope you guys enjoy… I was always the shy and quiet one of the group. Chloe The insecure one. The unexperienced one. The one that all the guys called best friend or friend. Never really the girlfriend. At least not as much as I wanted. Out of all...

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Bestfriends

"What a neat little doll, Ashley!", Corrina exclaimed."Where'd you pick it up?" Corrina turned the odd little dollaround into the light to get a better look at it.Ruffling a page in her magazine, Ashley snuffled. "Oh, **that**old thing? I picked it up in Rhodes, on vacation with myfolks. Its older than dinosaur shit, I've been told"."Lemme see it", requested Zenobia, reaching out her hand forthe little statuette. Corrina passed it to her. "It doeslook kinda old", she commented. Ashley's little...

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my bestfriends girl

lisa is a slim and petite brunette,she stands at about 5'5".She has a chilren to my best friend donald,they have been on and off for years but they always get back together.i met lisa through donald,we would have drinks on a friday night together and myself and donald would work out during the week.she would always find an excuse to watch me work out as donald had gotten lazy and prefered to be in her company and have a drink instead of working out.i would be working away lifting weights...

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Caught By Bestfriends Mom

Caught By Bestfriends MomWell it was the middle of the week and my friend had to show us something. Promised not to tell anyone. We were 16 and hormones rising. Curious how the female body works. Sure we've seen porns and stuff but it wasn't enough that we just masturbated to them. We went over to analyze some videos he had found in his parents room. We were all pretty excited. Three of us made a bet, who will get to lose their virginity first? We were all sitting around the TV right before the...

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My bestfriends wife

My best friend Steve,invited all the boys round for a forth of July party.Just the seven of us,drinking beer outside by the pool.It was a hot day,and the drink was flowing.Every year we have a little party for the guys,and the wives get together next door and do there own thing.were there,as we always are every year,talking shit,about cars and women,as we always do.Eventually,the subject came back to Nancy,Steves wife.We all want to fuck her,its no secret,even Steve jokes about it.She is way...

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My BestFriends sister

It was a typical Friday night. Amber and I were hanging out at her house like normal. It was our last weekend before school started. Our senior year it was going to be the best year yet. Amber’s older sister Jessica was in town for the weekend as well so we all were sitting around watching a movie and eating popcorn. I hardly ever seen Jessica, and kind of liked it that way. I had always been attracted to her for some reason. I wasn’t a lesbian at least I didn’t think I was. I had a boyfriend,...

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My bestfriends Jack and Kevin First gay tale

It was a nice spring day. My 2 friends Jack, and Kevin and I went to a baseball game. We do everything together from fishing to watching movies and camping. But this day was different. After a great game we all went to Jack's house to spend the night. Jack is about 5 feet 10 inches tall a little chunky and he is hairy and tan. Kevin is about 5 feet 7 inches and is pale and thin. While at Jacks house we made some food watched some movies, played some video games and decided to go to bed. We were...

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My bestfriends dad and me

ok this is the most weird day i had and its true. one day me and my friend planned a sleepover at her house, we got to her bed room and she said she forgot something down stairs and she left me upstairs. im thinking "what a ass" and i hear the door across the hallway opening and their he was, her dad sexy,strong,six pack,young, and had cute brown hair,hotter then hell i blushed when he seen me and he smiled and said "oh you must be my little girls bestie" and laughed i laughed to and said yes,...

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BestFriends Ex

I stood in the nightclub listening to the same old repetitive music. The lights shining down on the Dancefloor. I was buzzing after the amount I'd had to drink and on the prowl for the right girl. I knew one girl was coming but she off limits to me because of being my best mates ex girlfriend, but the way I was feeling I didn't care and thought I'd have a go anyway. A few girls made there interest known but I just ignored them and carried on leaning against the side of the bar looking for the...

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BestFriends Ex

I stood in the nightclub listening to the same old repetitive music. The lights shining down on the Dancefloor. I was buzzing after the amount I'd had to drink and on the prowl for the right girl. I knew one girl was coming but she off limits to me because of being my best mates ex girlfriend, but the way I was feeling I didn't care and thought I'd have a go anyway. A few girls made there interest known but I just ignored them and carried on leaning against the side of the bar looking for the...

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Awesome Threesome With Two Bestfriends

Hello friends my self sanjubaba. I am 23 years old. This is my first​ story on Indian Sex Stories. For feedback and any girl or aunty wants to have fun mail me at secrecy is guaranteed. About my self I’m 23 year old single guy who enjoys and obsessed to sex.i can satisfy a girls and aunties with my 6.5 inch tool. I live in ahmedabad. Girls and aunties from ahmedabad as well as from other city can contact me for sexual fun. so coming to story during my college time i had many friends who were...

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My Bestfriends Mom

My friends mom was a woman who just had gotten done with a horrible divorce. I always went to over to play video games with Zach. I always had an eye on his hot mom. She was a little chunky and tall with long curly light brown hair. I couldn't get the fantasy out of my mind of her being naked. I always imagined her rubbing her fingers on her clit, begging me to fuck her. Then again, I was 16 and didn't think I had a chance with her. That didn't stop me from eyeing her though. I loved to look at...

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Fucking my bestfriends mom

I had been bestfriends with this girl for probably 2 years when this happened.One day after dropping my bestfriend off at home I started talking with my bestfriends mom in her living room.her daughter was sitting next to me on the couch. Both girls were very slim, and Italian. They both stood at around 5'4. My bf had tiny A cups, while her mom had slightly larger breasts. Anyway, my bf got a call on her cell and she said she had to go pick one of her friends up. I decided to stay since an...

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Bestfriends Couple

Hie ISS readers, I am sri and this is my first story. This is my real story between me,my girlfriend and later my bestfriend(vikas),his girlfriend(meghana),i have a sexual desire on this meghana. First of all you have to know one thing that my gf is still using petticoats sized 85 and underwear of 85 size.gf name is amrutha(name changed),we usually talk a lot in phone and one day night we are normally talking in phone and i asked a kiss, with that kiss i became hot and my rod became semi...

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Bestfriends Forever

This is a true storyShizz and I have been best friends for 11 years. We’ve been through everything together. We’ve gone from friends, friends with benefits, dating, lovers, relationship, back to friends with benefits. That’s where it pretty much stopped. I don’t think we can ever go back to just being friends. Probably because he’s still in love with me and I’m still in love with him. I’m looking forward to seeing him this Christmas. I am so excited. I haven’t seen him since he moved to North...

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My Two Bestfriends

I sat in class Friday afternoon waiting for the bell to ring. It was sooo boring just sitting here in my last period. I just wanted to get out of there so I could meet up with my two best friends. My best friends names were Daniel and Rachel. Mine is Jason. I had known them since I was 8. I was now 17. Rachel and Daniel were 16. We always hung out with each other after school and I expected today to be just like any other day. Finally the bell rang! I immediately grabbed my books, dashed out...

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I had sex with my bestfriends family Yummmy

It all started when my mom was moving to California with her boyfriend , I didn't want to go so I moved in with my best friend, her mom, and her grandfather. It took my months to pack but finally I was out! (My best friends family and my family ed me pack.) I'm 23 and I'm basically always horny. I'm a straight A student and everything. I have huge juicy 36DDD boobs. A big fat ass. Hips to die for. Long blond & brown hair (up to my fat or skinny , I'm nicely thick with light Carmel skin. Well I...

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Two bestfriends

He called me at around 7:30 PM that night, nothing unusual we had sleep overs quite often. We have been going to high school together for our whole lives, robert and I were the best of friends. We referred to each other as brothers from another mother. We bonded on many levels, especially our crazed teenage hormones. We both were incredibly horny for the most part and jacked off to porn sites 2-3 times a day. We enjoyed talking about fucking the girls in our class or our teachers, anyone who...

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My bestfriends dad

I always thought my best friend's dad was hot. He's in his late 40's and in shape and his hair is greying at the temples, which I think is sexy and he's divorced. Last winter I went over to spend the night, but Lindsay was running late getting home from her boyfriend's house and as the weather got worse, she ended up getting snowed in. So did I. I was 18, but still lived at home. So after a couple of attempts at getting my car unstuck, I called home and let them know I was staying put. Greg was...

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Two bestfriends find more

Alright so me and my friend have been best friends for as longas i remember. We always chill or something. He is about 5-11 and im about 6-2, both kind of skinny but not to skinny. i went over to his house and we chilled till we decieded to go to bed. we were laying there and he was like "dude im so horny rite now" , my dick started to get hard, " me too man " i said " why dont you come up here with me" he said. i went up there and was wearing nothing but his boxers just like me. He rubbed his...

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Motherless Arab

Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

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Motherless Facials

Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

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Motherless Fetish

Motherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...

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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...

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Thelma and Me Summer of 65 part 2

After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 4

Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 3

kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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