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“Tell me more about what you learned watching Sara,” you say softly. “Did you ever watch Sara have sex?” Jess shakes her head in a vigorous “no.” “Just the blowjobs?” Jess shakes her head yes. She pulls herself to the couch and languidly lies down. Her hands seem to idly tap her nipples, playing with the still-wet cum as she watches you ogle her body. She smiles as she watches you and pulls on her nipple to jiggle her tit. You swallow and look at her.

“For a good girl, you're a bit of a tease,” you tell her. Jess smiles, pulling on both her nipples at once.

“Just trying to make sure you enjoy the Sara stories,” she says breathily. “Like the time I watched her suck a guy's dick in the back of the car. That was hot,” she says, her hands trailing to her pussy.

Given the amount of cum that your girlfriend has sucked from your balls, you're confident that you'll last long enough to hear this story and still have your fun with your “good” girlfriend. “What happened in the car?” you prod. Jess grins and slides her middle finger into her pussy. Her breathing speeds up, and she lets her head rest against the cushioned arm of the couch.

“It was a double date. My guy was a real asshole, and during dinner,” she continues lightly fucking herself with her finger as she relates the tale to you, “he asked me if I was as easy as my ex had told him I was. I was so embarrassed I'd come out to the car, forgetting that Sara and her guy had left about ten minutes ago. I went right into Sara's car and heard a muffled yelp and some guy's voice say 'What the fuck!' Then I heard a sort of slurp and Sara looked at me. Her right tit was hanging out of her shirt, pushed up by the bra strap, and her date's hard-on bobbed right under it. 'What's wrong, Jess?' Sara stopped in the middle of her blowjob to ask me. She was such a good friend.” Jess allows her eyes to flick to you. You try to keep your face impassive, but she notices your cock twitching. “Her date started to say something but Sara hushed him. 'What happened?' I told her. Her guy tried to say something again and Sara turned towards him. 'Listen, if you want me to finish this just lay off a minute. I promise you'll get off.' She kept touching his thing as she talked to me. 'Well, is there something I can do?' So I told her 'no' because I felt bad for interrupting, and I started to get out of the car. 'Wait. Hey, do you care if she watches while I finish?' I couldn't believe it at first.” Jess has begun rubbing her clit, somehow managing to keep her voice steady as she masturbates for you.

“So her date looked at me then at Sara. 'Fuck yes, she can watch. She can help, if she wants.' He grabbed Sara's boob and grinned at me as Sara shook her head. 'She'll watch. That's it,' she told him. So he kept squeezing her tit and finally looked away from me to watch Sara deepthroat him. I think Sara was worried about me, because she seemed to work really hard to get him off. I know she wanted to talk but she really had done a number on the guy. Plus,” Jess says sultrily, “she knew I wanted to see him cum.” You feel your cock begin to harden and Jess shakes her head. “I wondered why you wanted to hear this. Anyway, Sara kept going, and in a few minutes she pulled off, stroking him slowly. She whispered something to the guy and in a few seconds, he had pulled her other breast out and was shaking both as she stroked him. 'Big finish?' Sara asked him. 'Use those titties,' her date told her. Sara shrugged and wrapped each of her big old boobies around his cock and then started moving them up and down. I'd never seen that before. Apparently the guy liked it because in a few seconds Sara was holding his cock over her boobs and letting him cum all over her. Sara took off her bra and looked at her date and said 'Now go get your asshole friend and get him out of here.' She seemed annoyed. The guy smiled. 'Thanks for the blowjob and titfuck,' he said. Sara nodded, but didn't say anything.” Jess rubs her tits, cupping them towards you.

“Sorry my tits aren't big enough for your cock, John.” You start to say something, but Jess keeps talking. “After her date left, Sara looked at me, and I told her exactly what had happened and how it had happened. I started crying, and Sara held me to her, pulling my head down to her shoulder. I'd forgotten about her freshly cummed on tits, so I got some on my cheek and pulled away. Sara immediately realized what had happened and reached over to wipe it off with her finger. I guess she's used to cum, because she just put her finger in her mouth and sucked it clean. She noticed the surprise on my face, I guess, because she apologized. Then she smiled and asked 'You want some?' She pushed her tits up for me to look at.”

“What did you say?” you ask, completely lost in Jess's story.

“I didn't say anything, so Sara scooped some of it onto her finger and offered it to me. 'Just suck it off,' she said. So I did.” You groan and Jess laughs. “Good story?”

“So the first time you swallowed cum, it was off a friend's tit?” you ask. Jess smiles.

“That's one way to look at it. I didn't like it then. Still not a huge fan of it, but for you, it's not so bad.”