Wanna Help Me Fuc up a Friendship?

Authors Note: This is from my series of partly fictionalized stories from my past. It is mostly true, though names and places have been changed to protect....well, not the innocent. No one involved was really innocent.

Wanna help me fuck up a friendship?

I was texting with Anais, who wasn't really named Anais. During a dry spell, I'd gotten to know a French/Korean woman who, when in town, slept with me for money. We'd met a few times, started talking outside our professional relationship about studies, future, career. She enjoyed stories from my misspent youth.

Dunno, why?

We'd already scheduled a time when she was coming to town for a festival.

The girl I'm going with knows what I do, wants an experience. She also wants to play with rope - which you've talked about - why not put it all together?

I had to admit, even though I knew this could/would probably blow up, it was tempting.

Who's the friend?

Known her forever, always kinda wanted to sleep with her.

Wait - you've never?

Nope

Is this a good idea?

Terrible idea - but both of us want it, can't think of someone I'd rather help me fuck things up.

Anais was my kryptonite; smart, confident, experimental, fucked up, 5'6, long, thick black hair, small but perfect. Everything about sleeping with her was amazing, better each time. Last time, she started crying as she came. Freaked me out, I apologized -she assured me she'd needed that, was happy it'd been with me.

I knocked on the hotel room door, two bottles of wine, snacks, a bag of rope in my hand.

"C'mon in. Doors unlocked."

It was a small room, a total mess of clothing, bottles, candles, stuff. Anais often liked to dress up, but this time she was in just panties, tank top, her friend in boy shorts, bra. Both were disheveled, hair up in loose ponytails, like I'd already missed something.

"Been here long?"

"Got in last night - why?"

"No reason in particular." I gave Anais a hug. "And you are?"

"Call me Djuna." I got the joke.

"Well, Djuna, would you like a drink?" I opened a bottle, poured three glasses.

Where Anais was petit, svelte, Djuna was full figured, bigger on top, wore round framed glasses. She was also a giggler, though I had no way of knowing if that was generally true or just the circumstances. Anais seemed lighter than usual, more easy going.

"How was the festival?"

"Fucking awesome, perfect weather, great music, cool people, fun drugs. Right?"

"I haven't had that much fun in way too fucking long - and it was great being with a girlfriend instead of strangers." They laughed, clinked glasses, sat on the bed, me on a desk chair. "What's in the bag?"

"A second bottle, some chocolate..." Anais interrupted "he always finds the best chocolate..." grabbed, unwrapped, fed a piece to her friend.

"...some fruit, a bottle of water, and...." I pulled out rope. The room got quiet, they looked at each other, eyes sparkling.

Djuna came over, picked up the pile. "That's a lot a rope..."

"Well, there are two of you. Ever been tied up?"

She looked at me, Anais, me again. "No, but I've wanted to try." She took a sip, "Seemed safer with a friend."

"I have to ask one more time - you sure this is a good idea?"

They laughed. "Absolutely not - but let's do it anyway." Djuna, whose nipples were sticking through her bra, pulled my hand between her legs. "I'm sooooo ready."

Indeed, she was, panties soaked. I ran a finger front to back, pushed up, felt how easy it would be to slip into her if panties weren't in the way. A glass in one hand, she grabbed the back of my head with the other, pulled me in for a hard kiss, Anais watching from the side, a wicked smile on her face. Djuna let go, leaned over, kissed Anais, my hand still between her legs. Our kiss was lovely, Anais's intense. Moving my finger, I watched the two of them lean into each other.

"You know, I'm not usually into threesomes. Anything I should know?"

"Don't think too much, go with the flow, remember watching is as much fun as joining."

Good advice in general, but especially as it became clear that I was an enabler, not the center of attention.

I stood, stripped down to my pants. "Ok, both of you, kneel on the bed - not all fours, on your knees, face each other." They took their tops off, leaning into each other, rubbed chests, nipples, laughed.

"Who's first?"

Djuna volunteered. "Ok, then, Anais, wrap her in your arms, hold her arms behind her back. Up, so she's grabbing her own elbows. Perfect." Kneeling behind Djuna, I tied forearms together, wrapping rope, around chest, neck, building a takate kote rope harness, forcing breasts together, out.

"That looks so cool."

"Glad you like it - you're next."

When both were harnessed, I pushed legs apart, knees between legs. They leaned into their predicament, started humping. "That's the idea. Here, let me help." I weaved more rope, cinching thighs, knees, waists so they could barely move except to generate friction between each other's legs. Movements become urgent, a flush moving down their necks, sweat starting to make sucking sounds as they slid, rubbed, humped.

Anais looked at me "You've thought about this, haven't you?"

"About the only thing I've thought about for a last month. How 'm I doing?"

Her answer was to lock lips with Djuna, kiss hard, bite an ear, neck, leaving quite the hickey. Both were surprised by the double gag, locking them cheek to cheek, mouths biting rope inches apart, grunting, more rope then wrapped around heads, locking them together.

I took Anais's suggestion, watched for a bit. They rocked, almost falling over, grinding knees between legs, chests together. Sounds became louder, exertions more urgent, sweat becoming lubrication, skin rubbing skin. When I couldn't just watch anymore, I kneeled beside them, slid hands into panties, down bottoms, between legs, middle fingers finding no resistance. Other fingers pressed clits, thumbs circled anuses. They bucked, pushed harder against each other, shallow, desperate breaths as I pulled both hands up, putting more pressure between legs, pressing mounds together.

That was enough - one came, carrying the other over the edge. I held them together, up, still riding my hands, for another orgasm, a third before I withdrew hands, unwrapped heads, legs, removed bits between teeth.

Anais shook her head, sweat spraying from her hair. "Oh my god, you fuck - how did you come up with that? Holy shit...." Djuna was quiet, eyes glazed, forehead on her friend's shoulder, breathing hard. I released Anais's arms, started the same for Djuna.

"Don't - leave her tied."

"Is that what you want?"

Djana looked at Anais, still gasping for air, a glorious mess. "If that's what she wants..."

Anais laid Djuna down, head hanging off the end of the bed. "You ready to eat pussy girl?" Without waiting for an answer, she spread her legs, lowered herself, squatted on the waiting mouth below. Anais's head shot back as lips touched lips, wet hair sticking to her back, bobbing up, down. "Aaahhh, yes, that's good. Keep licking girl, just like that...hhhmmmm." She'd stand up, allow Djuna to catch her breath, squat again.

I ran hands up Anais's back, leaned in, kissed, nibbled neck, tasted salt. I put a hand in hair, pulled back, to the side, kissed neck, felt her moan into my mouth, reached around to manhandle breasts, nipples, holding her as back arched, coming from the ministrations of the mouth below.

She pushed me back, moved onto the bed, knelt. "My turn..." She kneeled between Djuna's legs, spit, starting eating. My legs were on either side of Djuna's head when Anais looked up, asked "Why are your clothes still on? Shove that dick in her mouth - why'd you think I wanted her this way?"

I pulled Djuna's head up by the hair, pushed in. Arms tied behind her back, a cock in her mouth, a mouth between her legs, she moaned, pleaded, gasped, bucked, convulsed, shook up, down, back arching, falling.

Anais looked at me again, "No coming yet, you got it? I have plans that need you hard."

On her knees, she pushed me back, out of Djuna's mouth, turned, still on all fours, her pussy just above Djuna's mouth. "Fuck me. And you, girl, lick him as he goes in and out of me, taste us together." I've never felt anything quite like it, Anais's tightness, a tongue at the same time. Djuna struggled to hold her head so I held it by the hair.

"Yeah, that's good, higher, closer, I want her tongue on me too." We stayed like this for a while, the only sounds of sliding, licking, bed creaking.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, this is so hot. I'm gonna cum, ahhhh...., yessss," she looked back, locked eyes "but not you yet." Her mouth opened, convulsed, pushed, looked down, smiled seeing her friend's predicament.

She rolled off, stood, grabbed Djuna by the ropes, pulled her off the bed, bent her over with feet flat on the floor, chest flat on bed. Anais took me in hand, pushed me hard into Djuna, who flung her head back, grunted, groaned, started screaming "oh god, oh god, please, fuck me, please, that feels so....deeper, oh god, fuck....."

Anais controlled the pace, slow, fast, soft, hard. She leaned forward, evil smile on her face, whispered in Djuna's ear. Djuna shook her head, side to side no, Anais continuing to whisper, laugh, while I stood still, deep inside. In the end, Djuna gave in, shook her head yes.

Anais stood up, grabbed her friend by the hair, pulled her head back. "Say it."

"Yes."

"Yes what, little girl?"

"I want....."

"What? You do want what?"

"I want him to fuck me."

"He's already fucking you. C'mon I know you've wanted this for a long time. Say it." She leaned forward, hissed. "Say it."

"In the ass."

"Again."

"Oh, god, please, it's so embarrassing..., ok, yes, fuck, I want it, want to be fucked in the ass."

"Good girl." With that, she released Djuna's head, lubed, lined me up, leaned hard, fast into my back.

"Oh, no, oh god, oh, so...so....I don't know if I can take this, please, fuck, Anais,...."

"You can do this girl, want to do this. Just relax, yes, there it goes..." I popped in, Anais pushing me all the way home in one stroke.

If it hadn't been clear before, it was now. I was just sex toy, being used to work something out between them. Not that I minded.

Anais kneeled beside us, head close, watching me enter, pull out, in again, hands moving between her own legs. "Ummm, I've always wanted to see this." She rubbed herself, her friend, Djuna opening, closing her mouth, throwing her head back in time with my thrusts. Both of them came, together, Anais hissing, Djuna gasping, begging.

I stopped. "What are you doing? Don't stop - I want more, to see more."

I pulled back, started forward "No wait, I have a better idea." Anais moved onto the bed, legs on either side Djuna's head, grabbed hair, lifted, looked at me.

"Don't you move, just stay all the way in." Looking down, she smiled at the pained look on Djuna's face, instructed. "Eat me."

"I don't know....ooohhh, its too much...please, make him pull out, I'm so full, oh god..."

Anais pulled hair, pushed down, ground herself into her friend's face. "Do as I say." I stood still, hands at my side, feeling Djuna struggle around me, pushing, pulling, moving side to side as her mouth worked furiously. Anais let go of Djuna's hair, laid back, back arched high off the bed, head rolled, looking upside down at the headboard.

"Pull the ropes, keep her head between my legs....yes, that's good, right there." With both hands, I pulled, raised Djuna's head, forcing her back against me as well, my cock as far inside her as I'd ever been in anyone. Djana grunting, gasping, arms straining, butt cheeks clenching.

I could hear Anais humming, gasping, grinding, using her arms to push against headboard, compressing Djuan even more between us.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, yes, fuck, yes.........aaaaarrrrgggghhhh..." Anais came, Djuan pushed, moaned, scream muffled by the pussy in front of her. I could feel the convulsions, tightening inside her, the bucking pushing me over the edge without needing to move at all. The only thing that kept me from falling over was the ass I was impaling, ropes I was pulling back. I worried I might break Djuna in half, but couldn't help how hard I pulled, her lips rising off the lips below her.

"Aaaaahhhhhh....oh, my.......fuck, fuck, fuck........please........"

When I could open my eyes, still pulling on rope, Anais was smiling, laughing, rubbing her groin up, down across Djuna's defenseless lips, face. I let go, watched the exhibition of lust, control below me, feeling myself slowly shrink, contract, finally pop out. I laid down on Djuan's right, Anais on the left of a still tied Djuna, lost in a world of her own. They both looked amazing, I was a mess.

"I'm surprised there weren't complaints from the hotel."

"Probably were - don't think I'll be able to stay here again."

They laughed, and I understood immediately they were done with me, that it was time to go. The two of them were still laying down, talking, Djuna still in ropes, arms free when I left the room. Maybe it had been exactly what their relationship needed.

I suspect, sadly, it fucked up not only their relationship, but mine as well, as it was the last time I saw Anais.