Tyler gets his proof

You open the door, not paying attention to your surroundings as you close it behind you. It isn’t until you turn back around that you realize why Tyler was acting weird.

“Hey there sexy.” It was Amanda, Tyler’s girlfriend. Currently she was turned away from the door, not a stitch on her, leaning down on a shelf of Tyler’s bookshelf with her chocolate ass aimed directly at you. Just between her legs you could see the edge of her shaven snatch. Slowly, she started to turn around.

As she turned, you know you should have looked away. But you couldn’t help it. Time seemed to slow down, her massive mammaries coming into view as the forbidden fruit of your best friends girlfriend was bared to you. With Amanda being Tyler’s girlfriend you’ve never really seen her as anything other than that. But before now you’d never seen her naked.

“What took you so lo- CHRIS?!” She shouted. The moment she realized that she had been giving a show to you and not Tyler, she adopted the rather classic enf pose of one hand over her crotch, and the other over her breasts. Or at least, that was the attempt. With her boobs being huge DD’s, all she managed to do was fumble them around, only covering one nipple at a time.

There was nothing you could do to stop yourself from getting hard. By the time you realized you should close your eyes, her figure was already etched into your mind. Your only respite was that there was a whole room of distance between the two of you. Granted it was a smallish room, but still, if you just back away, maybe you could escape.

“AH-HA!” Came a shout from the other side of the door. Suddenly you felt as if you’d just been hit by a train, as Tyler literally tackled the door open, sending you forward. You almost manage to catch yourself from falling, but unfortunately the blowup mattress lied deflated on the floor, making you loose your footing. You watch as Amanda raises her hands up to try and stop you from accidentally slamming into her. This final look at her nude form finishes off getting you rock solid, and you begin to regret wearing a pair of Tyler’s shorts, the all too familiar feeling of air on your penis alerting you that it slipped out the waistband.

Finally, you reach Amanda, knocking her rather roughly against the bookshelf. You wait for her to scream at you to remove your member from her, but you realize something. It missed. In your hunched over form it went right between her legs, just barely gliding against her outer folds. For a second you think that maybe the wish ran out.

Only for a second.

You hear the creaking of wood as the bookshelf behind Amanda begins to fall. You try to put your arms out to stop it, but you aren’t anywhere near strong enough to do so. As books come cascading down on each of you, Amanda tumbles under its weight, causing you to fall with her.

In the last few moments before you slip inside, you look towards the door, and just see Tyler’s face of shock and regret. He looks like he’s saying something, but it’s drowned out by the sudden sensual moan from Amanda as her pussy begins to engulf you. There isn’t even much time to enjoy it, as the force of the bookshelf forces you to bottom out immediately in her, before squishing her breasts into your chest. It doesn’t take long for her to start freaking out.

“Chris... we can’t be... doing this.” She says, though clearly struggling to form words. She tries to pick herself up, but with the bookshelf still down it only serves to make her pump against you. If it weren’t for the pain of being slammed into the ground, this would probably feel amazing. Her vag squeezes you like a vice, never letting up for even a second.

Suddenly Tyler snaps out of his own shock, and rushes to try and lift the shelf off the two of you. You can tell he’s trying to speak, but he doesn’t seem to know what to say. So he just acts. Thankfully Tyler is much stronger than both you and Amanda, so once he gets his hands on the shelf it begins to raise steadily. You once again only get a moment to think that maybe you won’t blow your load into someone, before the shelf slams down one last time, Tyler having lost his grip.

The final plunge is enough to send Amanda over the edge, and the convulsing of her womanhood makes you follow shortly behind. She grunts out loudly, marking the peak of her orgasm, as you begin to fire your seed into her. Once you finally begin to feel your erection dissipate, Tyler seems to find his grip and raise the shelf enough for you both to crawl out. Amanda waists no time running out of the room, not bothering to grab any clothes, as you just lay there.

Tyler stares at you a second, and you can’t tell what he’s thinking. His expressing is totally blank.

“I didn’t... I thought...” He begins, before running out of the room, clearly going to check on Amanda.

You let your head fall back against the floor, contemplating just how fucked up this all is.