Movie Night at Erika's 4 - Sloppy Seconds

"The fuck's happening here?" you hear Zoey's raspy voice as she enters the room and looks at the screen.

"That? Oh, it's been like that the enti-" you try to faint casuality but when you turn your head, the sight of your completely butt ass naked girlfriend cuts that attempt short. A very thin layer of sweat glistens on her skin, fully unnecessarily highlighting the raw athletic power within her build, and her cock still stands proud at almost its full 10 inches. Her shoulder-long brown hair is in quite the disarray. "W-wh-why are you naked??" is your immediate reaction, despite having a very vivid picture as to why she is. It's more because of the sheer boldness at display, honestly.

"Hm? I just fucked?" Zoey answers confusedly, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world - which it is.

"I- uh, yeah... I noticed that." you almost stutter, really quite lost for words other than those. Zoey simply grins and walks over to plop down next to you on the couch which makes her hardon swing and sling some... fluids. Wow, that is a wet cock. A lot of juices. Your best friend's juices. Ew. Ew? Not ew? What the fuck is going on...

"You good?" she asks, throwing her arm behind you and draping it over your shoulder. She reeks of sex. In a weirdly good way. Fuck man, among all these overwhelming emotions you're simply fucking horny too. And you've gotta admit Zoey looks dangerously fuckable right now.

"Y-yeah... I guess? No, it's... all good." you stammer, really quite messed up, absentmindedly staring at Zoey's still mostly hard cock. Your mind goes into overdrive. It was just inside Erika, totally wrecking her, and now it sits right next to you, all slick with her juices.

"Wait, are you horny?" snorts Zoey after watching you stare for a bit and nudges you with her arm.

"Nnno." is the quiet, very unconvincing lie. This makes Zoey break into an amused cackle.

"Ahaha, fantastic. I was meaning to ask if you wanna suck me off." she states with unapologetic forwardness and gestures casually towards her dick. You don't even say anything, you just stare at her, bewildered and intrigued at the same damn time, mind reeling. "Yeah, Erika's done for a while and I didn't get off yet." she continues after your lack of response. "I mean, you can mount me too if you want."

"That... that is such a weird thing to ask." you respond, your gaze drifting back down to her glistening, half-hard beast of a cock. Ugh, fuck it. If there's one thing in this god damn world that can stop your bloody mind from reeling, it's that dick. You turn on your side, duck down, grab her cock and gulp down on it.

"Mmm, that's my girl." moans Zoey, running a hand through your long red hair. She tastes different. Saltier. More tangy. Familiar, yet foreign. Wether she tastes like Erika you can't tell because... well, you've never gone down on Erika, duh. But nothing else... would make sense. This has to be Erika's taste. You're tasting Erika's pussy on your girlfriend's dick which she just used to totally obliterate her in the next room over. What The FUCK. You should feel gross. Maybe you will later. But not right now. Right now your brain's just too foggy to care.

You pull back, drool a bit of spit onto her tip and start bobbing your head up and down. Zoey sighs, leaning back onto the couch to get comfy. She briefly glances up from you to look at the screen. She furrows her brows lightly in confusion and reaches for the remote to pause the movie. This time the freeze frame shows the last remaining girl running butt naked through a grimey corridor. It's really not the worst sight and Zoey seems to agree, judging by the way she raises her eyebrows. Still, she does revert her attention back to you and throws the remote aside before resting her hand on your butt next to her. She starts fondling your ass, which in turn makes you double down.

Zoey's cock had barely softened after her rabid romp with Erika, so it's back to its full, unreasonably large size in no time. Your jaw manages, courtesy of *plenty* of practice over the past months, but it's still a lot of course. You catch yourself wondering wether the copious amount of your bestie's pussy juices still on it would actually help to take it further down your throat. The sheer ridiculousness of that thought almost makes you choke. God. You've never been more turned on *and* confused in your entire life. You go in deep, pressing hard before pulling back out again entirely. A web of slimy saliva stretches from your lips to her tip as you lift your head briefly.

Zoey's and your eyes meet and you find a smug and deeply content grin on her face as she gives your rear a light spank - nothing like you heard earlier from Erika's bedroom. What an evening this must be for her; come for a trash movie night, plow her girl's hot best friend into a coma and then get a blowjob from said girlfriend while she sits back and enjoys. What a fuckboy. A fuckboy enabled by you. Such an impossibly hot fuckboy. You dive back down, further than before even, allowing her giant shaft to press through the entrance to your throat. You gag lightly, far less than in the beginning of your relationship. You press on. Two thirds has been your record so far. You might even be tempted to try for more today, but this angle's not the best. Fuck it, time to switch it up then.

You give her a few more good slurps with one of your hands twisting around the lower part of the shaft before you finally pull off with gasp. You sit up from the couch, intent on getting into the best possible deepthroating position, but then Zoey suddenly grabs your wrist. You look at her quizzically, only for her to stand up before you. "Stay there." she orders softly and puts her hands on both sides of your head. The signs are clear as day and as such, you simply look up at her expectantly and open your mouth wide. Very much satisfied with your obedient reaction, Zoey takes a small step backwards so that you have to lean forward a bit, steadying yourself with hands on her thighs. Her massive cock now dangles right in front of your face and you align your mouth with it. What or rather how it happens next is on Zoey.

She pushes in. It's gentle yet determined. She doesn't start thrusting or anything, she just continues applying pressure as she inches her huge dick further into your mouth and into your throat. You concentrate to keep your gag reflex under control, which turns out a tad easier when you don't have to simultaneously focus on actively giving good head. Zoey starts to draw back some before thrusting back in again, each time just a tiny tad deeper. Every time, the happy trail on her abdomen comes just a little closer to your nose. The deeper she goes the more challenging but also the more exciting it becomes. You barely notice it when your right hand leaves Zoey's thigh and darts down between your own legs, sneaking under the wasteband of both your sweatpants and your underwear. You moan obsenely around Zoey's cock once your fingers begin rubbing your clit. Gooood fucking shit.

Zoey continues with a smirk on her face. Her pumps go even deeper, meeting more resistance from your throat as she pushes past the comfortable parts. Two thirds are not far off now. Another push in and your throat clenches, eliciting a harsh gag from you. Zoey quickly starts to draw back but upon seeing the tear-filled yet hungry look in your eyes she instead decides to hold steady, only pulling back after the tension passes. Then she pushes in again - past the mark. You cough and another wave of gag reflex overtakes your throat but you just barely manage to overcome it as tears trickle from your eyes. Your fingers work furiously on your clit and you push yourself, try to relax, allow it. You can tell Zoey's impressed when her dick sinks ever so slighty deeper. Her abdomen gets so close now and the idea to actually get your entire throat filled - right now at least - is even more exhilirating than terrifying. And that's saying a lot.

Every time Zoey draws back you get a quick moment to catch your breath though most of those get wasted with moans, whines and grunts. But you manage to adapt better with each thrust, which allows Zoey to become more forceful with her thrusts. The tip of your nose and her abdomen eventually just manage to meet and you feel absolutely ecstatic, despite the gag reflex doing its best to ruin it. You take it with tears running down your face, finger on clit and Zoey's huge cock lodged very very deep down. Perhaps you would've prefered this success to come in any other moment other than this, when Erika's juices coat Zoey's cock, but fuck it. You're doing it. You are literally deepthroating ten god damn inches of cock. You're so fucking turned on you feel like you could almost cum from pride alone - however weird this type of pride may be.

"Ooh shit, you did it." Zoey marvels without halting her movements, making the tip of your nose smooch her trimmed pelvis firmer and tighter with each thrust. For you, responding is entirely beyond capacity: Your brain's fogged over, your eyes flood with tears, your fingers are going ham, and that monster dick down your throat has your gag reflex fight an ongoing losing battle. More and more saliva spills out between your stretched lips and trickles down your chin and eventually onto the cleavage your black crop top provides. You didn't mean to, but this whole thing got SLOPPY.

Zoey keeps pumping into your face, only granting you the briefest of moments to breathe within thrusts. She's not reckless with you but she's still really getting into it; all her thrusts are long and deep now that she is aware how far you're willing to go. Feeling her massive balls bump against your chin is an utterly surreal sensation. You are galloping towards a climax. You're getting incredibly close - these intense physical feelings combined with this utter level of kinkiness that this whole situation exudes is far too much.

The subsequent orgasm doesn't give a shit about all the breathing problems, the soreness of your throat and the mess on your face. Your body is wracked with tremors and a choked scream tries to fight its way out but obviously gets thoroughly stifled by your girlfriend's giant shaft which makes it little more than a high pitched sputter. You feel your thighs shudder as your pussy makes a mess, completely drenching your panties and potentially even your sweatpants.

Zoey finally stops her motions and even takes her hands off your head, granting you the chance to finally pull back and gasp, drool and low-key cry all at once. You cough hoarsely, face a hot, damp mess, before letting your body slump backwards against the couch. The front of your tank top and parts of your flannel shirt are soaked with saliva. Zoey takes all of this in with a sense of bewildered respect on her face. "Damn. You good?"