Call Josie

“Hey, Mike!” Josie answered in a sing-song voice. “How’s it hanging?”

“Around my ankles at the moment.”

“I have a bone to pick with you.”

“Oh?”

“When I left your place, my dress was basically drenched in cum.”

“And?”

“And it’s my bridesmaid's dress! Sabrina and I are both wearing those in front of a hundred people, and mine looks like I wore it to a gang bang!”

“You’re going to be in a wedding?”

“Yes! In three months.”

“Plenty of time to take it to the dry cleaners. You can send me the bill.”

“I’m just giving you shit. I’m the one who wore the dress around you, so obviously I knew better. Hey, want to be my date for the wedding?”

“In three months? You think you’ll still want me around by then?”

“Something tells me I will.”

“I’m glad to hear it. Hey…” I took a breath. “I have something to ask you.”

"Yeah?"

“I’m coming to you for advice. Something happened today, and I’m worried Sabrina might take it the wrong way.”

“Oh! Tell me more!”

“Guess who was waiting for me at my front door after I dropped the two of you off.”

“She was not!”

“In the flesh. In a nice dress with hair and makeup.”

“Wowww. What did she want?”

“She claimed she wanted to talk. I said no, so she told me she wanted me to defile her.”

“Oh my god, you did it, didn’t you? You fucked her crazy ass?”

I sighed. “I’m not proud to admit it, but…”

“Mike!”

“I know, I know.”

“So you’re getting back together with her?”

“What?” I asked. “Fuck no.”

“Yeah, right. That’s what people say before they get back together.”

“I told her to leave me alone. But I also told her she should try to be friends with you and Sabrina again.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re the three amigas. You all stopped hanging out because of me. I don’t like being the destroyer of friendships.”

“Look, Mike, it was going to happen anyway. It was inevitable the moment Sabrina and I showed up to ‘cheer you up’.”

“Well, answer me this,” I said. “Did you do it to piss her off, or was it because you genuinely felt sorry for me?”

“A little of both, I guess? But if I had to pick one, I’d say it was mostly us trying to make up for our friend’s shitty behavior.”

“Sounds like you were just being good friends. The three of you have had dozens of fights before, and you’ve gotten over all of them. You’ll get over this one.”

“I don’t know…”

“Just do me a favor. Don’t bring her around me.”

“Obviously. You told her you didn’t want to see her again?”

“Yep.”

“What would it take for you to be in the same room as her?”

“I told her the only way I’d spend time with her was in a foursome with you and Sabrina.”

“You did not.”

“It’s the last thing I said before I kicked her ass out my door.”

“Wow.”

“So, do you think Sabrina will be pissed when I tell her all this?”

“Oh yeah. She’s not going to be happy.”

“Alright, I’m going to get it over with.”

“Good luck, Mike.”

“Thanks. Love you.”

She took a breath. “Really?”

“Hell yes.”

“I like that.”

“Bye, Josie.”

“Bye, Mike.”

---

To be safe, I called Sabrina back. She answered with audio only.

“How did it go?” she asked.

“She’s pissed. Said she’s done.”

“Really?”

“Nah, she’s fine. Thought it was funny.”

“Oh, thank god! She’d probably try to stop me from seeing you, and I don’t really want to.”

“Because of my dick?”

“Obviously.”

“Fair enough. If I was going to let anyone use me for my body, you’d be my first choice.”

“Hey, Mike?”

“Yes?”

“If I came over, and didn’t want to have sex, would you let me?”

“Absolutely.”

She turned on her camera.

"Are you sure?"

I gave her an appreciative eyebrow raise. "I think I could manage."

“Just me, no Josie. And we only cuddle.”

“I’d love that. As long as we don’t hide it from her.”

“Alright, I’m going to call her.”

“Sounds good,” I said. “I’m going to clean up.”

“Yeah, wash those sheets. I don’t want her stank all over them.”

“Oh, I didn’t bring her into my room.”

“You didn’t?”

“My room is for my girls.”

“So where did you fuck her?”

“The kitchen.”

“Dirty!”

“Do you want to do dinner?”

“Not in your stank ass kitchen. I’ll come over in a few hours.”

“Sounds good. Text me when you’re on your way.”

---

That night, I put on a movie and Sabrina and I cuddled on the couch. After it finished I took her upstairs and she fell asleep in my arms.

In the middle of the night she woke me up by licking my ear.

“Hey,” she whispered. “I want your dick.”

“I think he's sleeping,” I said.

She grabbed my dick to find it halfway hard. “He says otherwise.”

“You’re on top,” I said.

“I’d rather be.”

She sucked my dick for a minute before lowering herself down on me. “Fuuuuck,” she hissed. “You’re so fucking big.”

“No, you’re just tight,” I told her.

I cursed the darkness, wishing there was a moon out so I could see her curves in action. I used my hands to compensate, feeling the smooth warmth of her skin to give myself a mental image of her incredible body.

We kissed as she rode me, and I realized the privacy allowed us an intimacy we hadn’t shared before. We didn’t have to be self conscious about there being another person in the room, it was just the two of us. Soon, I realized we weren’t fucking. We were making love.

I didn’t do it consciously, but at some point I rolled on top of her and buried myself deeper in her with every thrust as we continued kissing.

“Holy shit, Mike,” she moaned as I filled her.

I slowed down to savor the moment. I was right on the line, each movement and sound she made bringing me closer to the edge.

“Hey, remember our conversation earlier?” she asked.

“Yeah?”

“How I told you I’d come over and beg you to cum inside me?”

“Yeah?”

“Well, I was thinking about it, and maybe there’s something I should admit to myself.”

“Tell me.”

“I think I might have a breeding kink, too.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked breathlessly.

“Is it weird that the risk really fucking turns me on?”

“A little.”

“What about you?”

“A lot.”

“Then I probably shouldn’t say it, right?”

“Definitely not.”

“Because if I did, there’s a good chance neither of us would stop it from happening.”

“Right,” I said as I felt myself throbbing inside of her.

“Okay.”

We kissed again, savoring the moment before I knew I needed to pull out. I was right there.

“Ohhhh fuuuuuuuuck!” she yelled loud enough to hurt my ear.

Her body clenched, tightening around me.

This was it. I braced myself to pull back. My arms found a grip and I pushed myself off the bed.

Her arms wrapped around me and pulled me back. She wasn’t forceful, and if I wanted to keep pulling off, I could have.

I didn’t.

“Cum inside me,” she whispered.

I grunted as my dick throbbed, unleashing everything I had left, everything I’d replenished in the past twelve hours, directly into the blonde.

I came for far longer than I would have expected before collapsing on the girl.

Our mouths found each other and we kissed passionately. Our mutual orgasms eased the sexual immediacy, but it didn’t take away the feelings of intimacy. Our tongues danced, our lips nibbled and pulled at each other.

“I fucking love you,” she whispered.

I smiled into the darkness. “I’m glad you said it first.”