Would I? That was the question. Jasmine had really got off on the idea of another guy fantasising over our sexual acts and wanted to put on a live act. Would I get off on it?
My next door neighbour Brad was the coolest kind of friend you could ask for, and had already caught us screwing outside the day before. Jasmine wanted to actually have him watch us do it for him while he whacked off over it. I wasn't sure, Brad was a nice guy, I really didn't know whether it would work or not.
And so I was once again back where this whole crazy public display thing had started, in the Bubble Tub back at our local leisure complex. I was sitting in the warm and groovy waters with Brad, just hangin' out and bullshittin' the way we do. Damn, it was weird, last time I'd been here, Jasmine had given me a handjob while the entire world around us was oblivious, and I'd blown a guy in the steam room on the other side of the pool, only to find the mystery cock belonged to Jasmine's bisexual baby brother Bo, (who'd also invited me to a gangbang). Funny thing was, I was meeting Bo that weekend to chat about it (OK I was convincing myself I wasn't just going to let myself be talked into it, thereby absolving myself of guilt, but that was the case! Bo, his girlfriend, and one other guy ... it was going to be fun!)
But right now I was supposed to be inviting Brad round later to watch me and Jasmine fuck for his pleasure.
"You cool with what happened yesterday, buddy?" I asked at length, totally changing the topic of conversation from the chick with big tits on Star Trek Voyager. I think Brad whacked off over her a lot the way he talked. HA HA HA and who could blame him? "You liked it OK?"
"I never, you know, watched anyone like that before. Except porn and stuff. Kind of weird for real."
"For me too." I smiled broadly. "Jasmine liked it!"
"Yea, I hope you don't mind, man, but she's cute-as."
"No thats cool." (How the fuck to I bring something like this up?) "You wanna do it again?"
"WHAT?!?"
"Its Jas', baby." I started laughing "She really gets off on it. Would you whack off again while I fuck her?"
"Man I whacked off just thinking about her saying 'Brad I want you to cum' about 3 times last night! You sure this isn't too weird for you?"
"Hell, yes its weird for me. But I promised I'd give it a try for her. It turns her on, you know. Don't worry I'll get to have her do something crazy to turn me on in return! Its weird, but I don't have a problem with it."
"I don't know, Duke, its too weird. Your my friend man, and I'd do anything for you. But sex stuff with your girl involved? I can't do it, its not right."
"Its not really fair on you, she just wants you to watch while I do her. But ... naaaaah."
"But what?"
"Nothing." The trump card I didn't want to play.
"What?" he threatened to punch my arm playfully.
"She wants you to cum on her tits while she smiles at you and helps you finish off."
"Oh, fuck!" If he'd had a drink he'd have spat it out.
"This afternoon?" Sundays were great.
"Bastard."
A swim in cooler water totally failed to get rid of my hard on, especially as when I could get the image of watching Brad cum on Jasmine's tits while she smiled and slut-talked him even as I rammed her hard like a bitch; it was replaced by random images of what I wondered Bo had in store for me with his sexual deviant friends. After a while I gave up and hit the showers.
I drove Brad back to our apartment block and we stood wordlessly in the elevator back up to the 19th floor. Oh, man I hoped this was simple and worked out OK and good clean fun and nothing shitty happened.
Jasmine was sitting on the sofa in just panties and a baggy 'T' shirt waiting for me to get back and tell her whether Brad was up for it and when we were going to do it. She smiled evilly when she saw the two of us and our smiles and the obvious half-hardness in our jeans.
"Are we on?"
"Yeap." Both Brad and I answered. I walked towards her and kissed her deeply, picking her up in my arms and taking her into the bedroom. I nodded Brad to follow.
Throwing Jasmine onto the bed, I quickly stripped off her 'T' shirt and she fumbled with my belt as I knelt over her and took her gorgeous pert breasts in my mouth and hands, immediately sucking on her hyper-erect nipples and kissing the soft flesh hungrily. As my jeans came off my boxers did practically nothing to hide 'Trouble' as once again it stood to attention poking through at 45o.
After a minute or so she stopped kissing my neck and noticed that Brad was almost frozen to the spot. If it were me, I don't think I'd be able to believe my eyes either. I got up, kicked my jeans away from my ankles and pulled off my 'T' shirt and walked over to him. I'm not sure whether he liked a guy (even me) walking at him practically naked with a hard-on and he seemed on the brink of panic. Without thinking I grasped his crotch.
"C'mon, man. Fucking look at her. Get this bad boy out."
"Oh, God, your so pretty Jas' ..." he trailed off
"Show it to me, Brad. Show me your big cock and hold it."
(Oh, don't play games with him, baby)
I pulled him by his cock to Jasmine sitting on the bed and let go as she undid his belt and pulled his jeans off. She helped his cock out of his underwear and jerked the length a couple of times before looking up at him and smiling. She kissed his cock closed-mouthed half way up the shaft and then rolled over on the bed beckoning me.
That monster 7" of his was as hard as it would get and Brad was just staring speechless.
"Do it for me, Brad. I want to see play with yourself."
He started to masturbate as her face screwed up in sudden intense pleasure where I had pulled her panties to one side and inserted my tongue into her sweating, sweet tasting hole. She squealed, sighed, screamed, and slandered as I orally abused her inner beauty. Brad started to pull at himself as she got more animated, occasionally stealing a look at him and smiling or blowing a kiss or making an obscene gesture.
I honestly don't know what pleasure she got out of the guy just watching us and jerking off over it, but she was certainly dripping all the more for my buddy in the room. And it tasted divine. Damn, she had a fine, tight, sweet tasting little cunny, the kind I could eat all night. (If that meant she'd suck my cock all day! Ha Ha HA)
"Cum for me Brad, spank your big cock, do it for me."