Find Katie a Friend

"I am sorry about that," you offer with a chuckle. "I mean, we can get you cleaned up...probably." You rise from your seat and poke your head out the door. Your eyes dart from side to side, scanning the room for a worthy candidate to complete your trio. Your eyes lock onto a brunette seated at a nearby table by herself. Head buried in a book, she looks like she could use the interruption.

"PSST!" you loudly whisper in her direction to no response. "PSSSSSST!" you repeat, louder and longer as she finally looks at you in confused annoyance.

"Hey, hi," you say with a wave. "Could you help me for a second?"

She rises from her seat, revealing that she is much taller than you thought. Wearing a blue crop top and white shorts and sneakers, her outfit does an excellent job of showing off her body. You first noted the sizeable tits hanging from her bra-less chest with the outline of her nipples barely visible. She walked on long, toned legs with a gracefulness of an athlete, though what sport you could never guess. She approaches the door with a wary smile and as she tucks her book into a tote bag at her side. Face to face with her now, you see that she's tall enough to meet your eyeline.

"I'm sorry, do you need some help?" she asks politely. "I can go get a librarian?"

"No, no," you reply, casting your eyes downward to feign embarrassment while also getting an extended look at her luscious legs. "I was just wondering if you've got anything in your bag that could help us clean up a little mess. You pull back the door to reveal cum-coated Katie who is just now noticing you've invited a visitor.

"Oh my god, Carol!"

"Katie, what the hell is going on?!" Carol drops her bag in surprise as the contents spill out on the floor.

You smile wide at this surprise reveal. "Oh, you two already know each other? That's fantastic!"

"Katie, seriously, what the hell?!" Carol repeats, ignoring you completely.

"I..OK, hold on," she takes a moment to wipe a long strand of cum from her left cheek. "Carol, listen...I can totally explain. I did this for both of us!"

"What?" you and Carol both exclaim in unison, staring at Katie incredulously.

"He said he had a copy of the psych final! And you know we can't fail or coach will kick us off the team!"

"So you blew a guy for the answers?" Carol asks in an accusing tone. Whatever their previous relationship, Carol seems personally offended to find Katie in this position. Meanwhile, you are desperately trying to pull the focus back to yourself and your impatient cock. "What if coach finds out we cheated and we get kicked off the team anyway?! Can't we just study for a test once? You ALWAYS DO THIS!" Carol stomps her feet in anger as her face gets red. "You do something impulsive and I have to come clean up your mess! Did you even SEE the test before you blew him? How do you know he's not lying? And oh my god, will you put your pants on?!"

Your wish is granted as both girls now turn to you, arms crossed. Katie looks like a scolded child while Carol is clearly upset to have even been dragged into this at all. Ignoring Carol's request, you try to calm the situation and return the conversation to more important things: mainly, getting your dick sucked again.

"Ladies, ladies, all this yelling is doing us no good," you start. "I promise you I have the answers you're looking for, but I can't just be giving them away for nothing. Katie had to prove she REALLY needed them, and she did." You look down and shoot her a wink, only to be met with rolling eyes. "But I had no idea she was getting them for both of you. That complicates things a bit...." You trail off, waiting for one of them to pick up the baton.

"What, why?" Katie asks with genuine concern in her voice.

"Well, I know I can trust you, Katie," you reply. "But I have no idea if I can trust her. So I don't know if I can give you the answers after all."

"It doesn't matter cause I don't want you probably fake test answers anyway," Carol says, arms still crossed as her body language screams "Fuck Off".

"No, wait!" Katie interrupts turning to you with pleading eyes. "There has to be something I" she pauses, giving Carol a pointed look, "WE, can do to show you can trust us. I'll, um, I'll blow you again! Or you can fuck me!"

"Katie!" Carol scolds, not on board, while, your cock twitched to life at Katie's desperation.

"No," you say, shaking your head. "It's gotta be her." You point to Carol with a wicked smile, making heavy eye contact before looking down at her tits.

"What? No!" Carol responds with zero hesitation. "Absolutely not!"

"Fair enough, I'll just be on my way then..." You move to grab your long-discarded pants, but Katie grabs them first. "No! Just wait, one second," she says to you before turning to Carol.

"Carol! Puh-leeeeze do this for me! I will owe you forever and ever!" she pleads, gesturing at her stained top. "Look at me, I can't leave empty-handed!"

"No..." Carol repeats, though you can tell by her tone that her resolve is developing cracks. "I don't...this deal is not worth it!"

"Oh, I promise, it is very worth it," you chime in.

"Carol, please," Katie says, voice quiet and defeated now as she stares at her friend and teammate with teary eyes. "I'll never ask you for anything every again. I promise."

You watch Carol's face as her expression softens, inwardly hoping it means what you think it does. And as soon as she sighs and lets her arms finally fall to her sides, your heart does a backflip. "Fiiiiiiine!" she finally relents as you suppress the urge to let out a cheer.

"Ohmigod, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Katie says, jumping with glee and hugging Carol tight upon realizing she didn't take your load to the face for no reason (or so she thinks). You say nothing - not wanting to spoil the mood - and simply take your seat back in the chair as your face is painted with the world's largest shit-eating grin.

"You are going to owe me FOREVER for this," Carol says through gritted teeth as she breaks free from Katie's hug and slowly makes her way over to you. "And you're a piece of shit, by the way." She points a finger at your chest as her tall figure towers over you with a look of disgust on her face. Unfortunately, that only serves to turn you on even more.

"I am," you reply, softly, still smiling. "And now you're going to suck my dick." Her face falls at the reminder that she's not in control anymore. Carol sighs, and drops down to her knees in front of you and looks up at you one last time as her hands slowly reach for your dick, perhaps hoping for a last-minute reprieve that never comes.

Her fingers barely touch your dick, gripping it as lightly as possible as she begins to lazily stroke you to full hardness. "You can do better than that," you tease, grabbing her shoulders and forcefully pulling her closer to you. "In fact, I'm pretty sure you have to."

Her body slumps in defeat, but Carol does indeed take a tighter, firmer grip of your dick now as it pulses in her hand and continues to grow. After a few minutes of half-hearted stroking - as Katie looks on from the corner with a look of guilt - your cock is back at full staff and pointing at the ceiling. "Looks like it's go time," you offer, placing one hand on the nape of her neck as you pull Carol's head forward, feeling her warm breath on your dick.

She hesitantly opens her mouth and slowly leans forward before taking your tip gingerly into her mouth. She immediately grimaces at the salty, sour taste of your previous load. But, ever the trooper, she soldiers on and continues to lightly suck on your bulbous tip, head barely moving as she tries to take in as little of you as possible.

You skip chiding her this time, and simply place your hand on the back of her head and push her down deeper. "Mmmph!" she mumbles in brief protest. "If you want it to take all day, be my guest," you remind her. She loudly exhales through her nose before accepting your advice, and starting to suck on you in earnest. Diving deeper, Carol produces more and more saliva, which she lets drip from her mouth and onto you. And the sloppier your crotch becomes, the louder her fervent sucking also becomes.

Your hands remain on her head, running your fingers through her hair as you loudly moan whatever pops intyour head, much to Carol's annoyance. "Man. This. Mouth. Can. Suck!" You grunt, accentuating each word with a forceful thrust, and delighting in the shiver it sends down to your toes. As hard as you're pumping, you are still unable to break through into her throat, but the fun is clearly in the trying.

"God damn, I don't know what you were holding back for," you grunt, pushing her down and eliciting the first loud GLUCK. "You clearly love sucking cock. And you know what they say....DO *GLUCK* WHAT *GLUCK* YOU *GUNK* LOVE! UGHHH!"

"Muphhh oooo!" comes a muffled swear from her out-stretched lips. Eyes still angry, Carol retains her defiant attitude even with 3/4 of your cock stuffed in her throat, clearly unaware that it was just turning you one more. However, you had to admit, now that she was actually trying, she really had proven to be quite the cocksucker. Maybe even better than Katie, though that could be recency bias. And as you're suddenly reminded of Katie's presence, a devilish idea quickly forms. You grab her attention and point down to Carol's head. "Come show her what I like," you say to the mousy brunette.

Knowing her future hangs in the balance, Katie doesn't protest as she silently sidles up behind her friend. "Hmmmm?" Carol mumbles as she feels the hands on her head, but too late to react as Katie pushes her downward with a wet SCHLURP. "Oh fuck!" you groan as your cock unexpectedly slips into Carol's throat, nose pressed into your stomach, balls resting against her chin, and arms flailing at her sides as Katie holds her down.

"Holy shit, don't stop, Katie!" you growl as she uses Carol's mouth to essentially jerk you off by proxy. Maybe slightly annoyed at how much she had been yelled at, perhaps acting on some previous unresolved beef between them, Katie seems to take particular glee in watching Carol struggle. "Yeah, take it all down, slut," you hear her whisper as she begins to pump her bestie's face over your wet, throbbing cock. With Katie handling face-fucking duties, your hands are free to roam Carol's body and reach down towards her heavy, swinging tits. You pull the hem of her top up over her breasts - totally bare underneath - and immediately grab hold and squeeze tightly. "Ohhhhhhhh yes!" you loudly groan.

The confluence of all these elements - a lively dick-sucking, a pair of soft tits, and Katie using her friend's face like a Fleshlight - moves you to the precipice of eruption. Ever the complainer, Carol's hands are still slap against your thighs as she's roughly used, though much weaker now that she's expended so much energy. "Grab her arms," you bluntly instruct. As Katie hooks Carol's arms behind her back, you stand to your feet and grab her head, allowing for no breaks as you immediately take over face-fucking duties. Her now-exposed tits shake and sway underneath her as you roughly pump her mouth, racing towards the finish line. "Oh fuck, oh fuck! YES YES YES! I'm CUMMMMMMING!"

"MMMMMM!" Carol cries out with wide eyes. With nowhere to go, she has **** but to try and swallow as you fire thick ropes at the back of her throat. You watch her struggle to keep up, and decide to make things worse by suddenly pulling her down as deep as you can. She loudly coughs around you, cum flying in all directions, but quickly replaced by another quick volley of nut-butter. For her part, Katie stands stone-faced, holding Carol's arms back by her elbows, watching quietly as her friend struggles to suck down your load.

"Fuck me," you softly breathe, collapsing backward into your chair as your dick slides out of Carol's mouth. You can only sit there, panting heavily. Katie releases her, arms falling to her sides while cum drips down her chin. Carol can only stare at the floor in disbelief at how this all unfolded while Katie steps back and clears her throat to break the silence.

"So, do we get the answers now?" she asks quietly.