Question 5: How close are you and your friends?

[ ] Not particularly close. We are more acquaintances than friends.

[ ] About average.

[ ] Very close. We do basically everything together.

[ ] Extremely close. We are practically family.

‘We’ve gotten a LOT closer recently.’ a lewd part of my brain responded as my thoughts drifted back to the last 2 weeks. The four of us heading to my house after school and fucking around for a few hours while my dad worked into the late evening, Sophia usually having to head out first as she had some sort of track and field practice (or a job? She was sort of vague about the details…).

Sophia would usually make up for that lost time at school. A few times during lunch we’d find a private little spot on campus, usually this one out of the way bathroom that nobody used, and we’d have a quickie while Emma and Madison kept watch outside. Sophia seemed to get off at flaunting the rules, fucking on campus and almost daring to be caught; an animalistic glint in her eyes as she rode me while I sat on the toilet. I was quite a bit taller and more muscular than she was, yet the way she would loom over me as she used those fit runner’s legs of hers to lift and plunge her tight ebony pussy up and down my big fat dick was just a little bit intimidating, but so incredibly hot.

Madison was Sophia’s opposite in many ways. Fairly short for our age, though with enough womanly curves that you wouldn’t mistake her for a child, she was equal parts cutesy and pretty. Yet also something of a hang-on to our group that just went with the flow; in the past it had sometimes felt like she was more like Emma’s little sister following us around. But despite her innocent appearance, Madison had probably had the most experience with sex out of all of us, having had several boyfriends over the years, with a collection of sexy lingerie on par with Emma’s own, and a modest collection of sex toys to boot. She was also the most eager to please of the three. Where Sophia loved taking the lead, Madison tended to let me take charge and despite being the smallest of my cadre of friends with benefits was the only one who had been able to swallow all 10 inches of my girlcock down to the base.

And finally there was Emma, my girlfriend of 2 weeks. I had always known she was beautiful. With her vibrant red hair that flowed down to her navel and smelled faintly of her lavender shampoo. The stylish outfits that she would get as a benefit of her part time job modeling for local businesses. An early and generous puberty that had blessed her with a tantalizing bust that was even bigger than my own and felt sooo good wrapped around my shaft while she trailed her soft tongue along the lines of my abs. The way she strutted with such purpose with those long, smooth legs that made her heart-shaped butt sway and bounce. The triumphant little smirks she’d give when she caught me checking her out.

Mgh! Just thinking about her was causing me to get aroused and I was **** to use my powers to keep my growing erection from tenting my baggy pants. And yeah, while I always recognized that Emma and our friends were beautiful in their own ways, growing a dick and getting to fuck them each on practically a daily basis had really put things and our relationships in a whole new light!

(I intend to make Emma and Madison join Taylor in becoming a team of Independent Heroes. Does anybody have any opinions for what their powers should be? Leave a comment. Thanks.)