"Man, I really don't feel like doing this," Dawson thought to himself as he pulled up in front of Grams' house. He'd just gotten back from L.A. and his friends were throwing him a big Welcome Home dinner. After being gone for a month though, all he really wanted to do was see Joey. As much as he liked his other friends, he couldn't think of anything other than Joey Potter. Her lithe body, her beautiful face, her wet mouth, her even wetter pussy…
Jesus! Why had she made him come to this stupid dinner? She'd promised him over the phone that it was going to be fun, but he seriously doubted it. "Unless I get to fuck her right there on the table, I don't think I'll be having too much fun tonight," he thought to himself. "Oh well, fuck it. I'll just try to make the best of it."
He got out of his car and walked over to the house, then knocked on the front door. He waited for a few moments, then stared in shock as Joey opened the door. He'd never seen her dressed like this before. She was wearing a low cut halter top, with her succulent tits practically spilling out. She wasn't wearing a bra, so her hard nipples poked out lewdly. She also had on a pair of shorts many sizes too small for her, showing off her gorgeous long legs and firm round ass. His cock began to expand immediately, as he stared at her speechlessly.
"Aren't you gonna say anything?" she giggled. "What's the matter, aren't you glad to see me?"
"Um…yeah. It's just…you look so, um…"
"Oh you. You always know just what to say." She laughed and hugged him tightly, pressing her crotch up against his. "Mmm, I see that you are glad to see me. But there'll be plenty of time for that later, naughty boy."
She squeezed his crotch and then sauntered away, leaving Dawson standing in the doorway in shock. He'd never seen Joey like this before and couldn't figure out what had come over her. Whatever it was, he hoped it didn't go away anytime soon. He couldn't remember ever being hornier. He closed the door and walked into the living room, where he got his second surprise of the night.
Pacey was sitting on the couch, with Audrey kneeling on the floor and going down on him. No surprise there - those two fucked all the time, everywhere, no matter who was around. Dawson had seen Audrey go down on him, Pacey fuck her in the ass, all sorts of things. He hardly noticed anymore. No, the thing that surprised him was the sight of Jen sitting next to Pacey, wearing only a pair of soaking panties. She was rubbing her clit furiously, while moaning encouragement to Audrey.
"Oh yeah, suck that cock. Fuck yeah, suck it good. God, you look so fucking hot with your lips around a big fat cock. If I had a dick, I'd stick it right up your sweet ass right now. You'd like that, wouldn't you, you little whore? You're a dirty little fucking slut, aren't you? God, I'm gonna fucking cum! Oh shit! Oh shit…!" Jen trailed off as the intense orgasm rolled over her and she slumped down in a heap.
Spurred on by Jen's encouragement, Audrey attacked Pacey's cock with a ferocity that was impressive even for her. Pacey couldn't take it for more than a couple of minutes, as he quickly exploded into her mouth. Stream after stream of cum shot out of him, as Audrey did her best to swallow it all.
"Oh hi, Dawson. How was your flight?" Pacey asked nonchalantly, as he looked up at his friend for the first time and started to zip up his pants.
"Hmma mmahha," Audrey said as she looked up at Dawson, her mouth still filled with cum. Both her and Pacey were fully clothed, with Audrey wearing her customary pair of jeans and tight braless baby-tee. Pacey was wearing a business suit, having come to the house straight from his job at the brokerage.
"Uh…it was, uh…fine," Dawson stammered, wondering what the hell had come over his friends. His cock was almost busting out of his pants now, and he could feel the oozes of pre-cum starting to drip out of it. The busty Audrey sucking on Pacey's cock, while his beautiful ex-girlfriend Jen sat next to them and masturbated, was almost more than he could take. Although he was with Joey now, he'd never forgotten how much he loved Jen's big tits. When they were going out, he would spend hours at a time fondling and sucking them, driving both of them crazy. He'd even titty fucked her a few times, something that Joey had never let him do before. He stared at Jen sitting on the couch with her eyes closed, as her big round tits heaved up and down with every breath. He then looked over at Audrey, whose own big tits were straining against her tiny tee-shirt. He wondered whose were bigger; "That Pacey's a lucky bastard," he thought longingly.
"Um…where's Grams?" Dawson asked.
