Gender: Female Age: 26 Location: London, England, UK
It’d had been a couple of months since Lindsey and I had fucked those black guys in the bar after work. Just thinking about it still got my pussy nice and wet and when it wasn’t busy in the bar I’d slip a finger in my knickers and play with my clit. I don’t know how many times someone ordered a beer while I had pussy juices all over my fingers and my own cum dribbling down the inside of my legs.
When I saw Lindsey come into the bar Ismiled, but she didn’t smile back. I knew instantly that something was wrong so I followed her into the office.
“What’s the matter?” I asked.
“My boyfriend knows about the black guys,” she mumbled.
“How the hell did he find out?” I demanded.
“I don’t know,” she cried. “I think he’s going to dump me.”
I wrapped my arms around her and held her close. I couldn’t help getting turned on as I felt her breast press against mine.
“You know, if there’s anything I can do you only have to ask,” I said.
She pulled away from me and looked into my eyes. “Do you mean that?” she said.
“Of course,” I smiled.
“My boyfriend said that if I find a girl who’ll let him fuck her while I watch then we’d be even.”
“You want me to fuck your boyfriend,” I said loudly.
“Please Lucy. You said anything.”
“I don’t know.”
“Please. You love cock and it’s the only way he won’t break up with me.”
I felt pressured. Lindsey was my best friend and my fuck buddy. It was also mostly because of me we ended up fucking those black guys in the first place. And now her boyfriend was going to dump her because of it. I didn’t really fancy her boyfriend. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d fucked someone I didn’t fancy that much and I imagined it would be a quick cum and go type thing and all over in 10 minutes or so. I couldn’t really think of a reason to say no.
“OK,” I nodded.
Lindsey through her arms around me. “Thanks Lucy,” she said happily. “I’ll ring Doug.”
I left her in the office and went back out to the bar. There were a few people waiting, so I absent mindly served them the wrong drinks before correcting their order. ‘Was I really going to do this,’ I asked myself. Let Doug fuck me while Lindsey watched. I knew it would upset her even if she’d agreed and she was my friend. But, if I said no, he’d dump her.
Lindsey came out of the office an the rest of rest of the evening passed quickly. Just after 10pm, Doug came in, grabbed a beer from Lindsey and went to sit at the other end of the bar. I could feel his eyes on me. Tracing my legs up to my denim miniskirt and ogling my breasts through my tight black t-shirt. I knew he was thinking about what he was going to do to me.
The next hour passed slowly. My heart was pounding in my chest and I was nervous. When I rang the bell for last orders; Doug held up his glass and a walked over to fill it for him.
I smiled. “You ok?” I asked.
“Yes, just wondering how tight your pussy is,” he replied. “I’m really looking forward to fucking you,” he smiled.
I handed him his drink and smiled. As I handed him his pint his hand shot out and cupped my left breast. He squeezed it delicately and rubbed a thump over my nipple which stiffened under his touch.
I stepped away from him and turned around. Lindsey had been watching and I could see her staring at my solitary hard nipple. “Are you sure about this?” I whispered.
She nodded and went back to work.
Twenty minutes later the bar was empty. I locked the doors and turned around. Doug was standing behind me and Lindsey was behind the bar. His hands were all over my body, “I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he said loudly.
He grabbed me by the hand, dragged me to the bar and bent me over it right in front of Lindsey. “Now you’re going to watch me fuck your friend,” he said to her.
He pulled my t-shirt up and over my head. He threw it to the flow and detached the clip to my bra. He pushed it over my shoulders and it dropped onto the bar. He cupped my now naked breast and squeezed them hard while Lindsey watched.
"You've got great tits," he drooled.
I felt his hands slide down my body until the reached the hem of my denim skirt. He lifted it up around my waste and yanked my panties down.
I could hear him unbuckling his belt and I knew that he was going to fuck me right there, right in front of Lindsey.
I reached into the pocket of my skirt and I handed him a condom.
“No way,” he said and threw the rubber onto the bar.
“You have to wear a condom,” I said.
He looked up at Lindsey, “You let that black fucker bareback your pussy. Either I cum in this bitch or it’s over.”
Lindsey looked at me. “Please Lucy. Just let him do it.”
I looked at her. There was so much pain in her eyes. I couldn’t say no to her. She needed me to do this for her.
“Ok,” I nodded.
“That’s’ a good little slut,” Doug spat.
I felt his hard cock pressing against my butt cheeks as he reached round and rubbed my clit with his fingers. Suddenly, he forced his finger up into my cunt.
“Your pussy’s nice and wet,” he mumbled and pulled his fingers out of me. “You’re ready to get fucked aren’t you slut?”
I looked up one more time at Lindsey. “Yes, fuck me,” I moaned.
I felt the tip of his cock push against my pussy lips. He inched his cock slowly inside me until I felt his balls of my legs. I let out a whimper as he yanked me back to be sure he was all the way inside me. He pulled his cock out in a single fluid motion and slammed it back into me. His cock felt so good and I moaned as he built up a nice rhythm, fucking my tight young cunt with his big cock. I started to feel guilty, each thrust bought me closer to orgasm and my pussy juices were already trickling down my legs.
“So how does it feel, seeing me fuck your slut friend?” he said to Lindsey.
Lindsey didn’t answer.
“Hurts don’t it. Watching me bareback this bitch. How you going to feel when I cum in her cunt?”
All the time he kept up the pace, pushing his cock in and out of my body. I turned my head to look at Lindsey and bit my lip so as not to show her that getting fucked felt good even if I didn’t want to have sex with him. There were tears in her eyes.
“Look stop,” I said to him and tried to sit up.
He put a hand on the back of my neck and forced me back onto the bar as carried on fucking me harder and harder.
“Her cunts so fucking tight,” he spat.
He grabbed my hair and pulled it hard. Suddenly he released me, grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto his dick. I felt a hot stream of spunk shoot into my cunt, filling my pussy. Then he pulled his dick out and shot the last couple of squirts over my bum. I could feel his hot sticky cum rolling down between my butt checks and into my bum.
I gritted my teeth and hung onto the bar as my legs turned to jelly. I didn’t want Lindsey to see that I was cumming. But I couldn’t help it. I felt so dirty, so used and cheap. I’d loved it, getting fucked like a piece of meat, a cum pot for this guy I didn’t even know. He didn’t give a fuck about me. All he wanted to do was fill my cunt with his spunk and to him, that was all I was good for. I bit he inside of my cheek to stop myself crying out. I wanted tgo fuck him again, I wanted him to use me like a whore.
He pulled up his trousers and looked up at Lindsey. “This girl’s a fucking whore just like you.”
He turned to walk away. “Where are you going?” Lindsey asked.
“As far away from you as I can get. You’re nothing but a fucking slut.”
He unlocked the door and walked through it leaving me standing there with his cum on my bum and more running down the inside of my legs. Lindsey walked around the bar and stared at me, her eyes filed with tears.
“I’m sorry,” I said and took her in my arms. We stood there hugging each other as her boyfriends spunk dripped from my orifice and landed on our feet.
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