At and the Lads

It was a difficult conversation. After what Pete had shown me, I sat and brooded for an hour or two. I called Kat and told her I wanted to meet at her place. She probably realised just by that that something was wrong because it was more normal for us to spend time at mine, but how could I invite her to the place where she'd walked into my bedroom and taken a picture of her big tits to my three roommates?

She didn't give me a satisfactory reason. I laid it all out. In my eyes she'd cheated. It had barely taken any persuasion for her to get into the routine of sending bra pics to my friends and it hadn't even taken much more for her to send them a good look at her tits. On top of that, she wouldn't explain what had been said in that room that had convinced her to do it nor if anything had been said to convince Chris that he should respond with a picture of his own.

"They made me feel so wanted babe. I'm sorry I did but it was like I couldn't control myself." I wasn't satisfied with this. I pointed out to her that she had instigated the group chat. She was the one who started all of this off and without her nobody would have ever dreamed of this happening..

"Have you not seen the way they look at me babe?" She asked, with no hint of shame. "It was kind of obvious as soon as I asked about Chris what he was texting Sarah about that all three of those guys would be interested in me. As if it wasn't obvious from the way they always look at me."

I didn't know what to do with this information. It made sense logically, she's a beautiful girl with an incredible body, but it had never really occurred to me that my mates would be looking at her in the same way I did. I didn't look at Sarah with those thoughts when Chris had brought her to visit, nor did I when the other guys had girls over.

"I am sorry I did it." She continued, pretty much ignoring how distant I looked. "It was an incredible experience for me but I understand I shouldn't have done it. I shouldn't have shown them the last picture. I took it too far"

I pointed out she had done more wrong than just the last picture. Whether she could justify what she'd done or not (and I was not satisfied she had), she had reacted positively to the pic Chris had sent of his dick. She had to understand that was way over the line.

"I said I took it too far babe. But you can't expect me to just lie to your friend. It looks good!"

I didn't know what to say. I had no control of the situation and no control in this conversation. She apologised. I looked into those deep hazel eyes I'd come to love so much and resolved to forgive her. I didn't like her reaction but I felt confident she realised she shouldn't do it again. I was a fool. I kind of thought the conversation ending so abruptly showed that all involved knew it was wrong and along with her apology I kidded myself it wouldn't happen again.

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Everything went back to normal, or at least it seemed to. I tried to make it so we split time more between my place and Kat's and I absolutely made sure not to leave her alone with my friends, but I didn't want to explicitly show her that I didn't trust her. What happened had upset me massively but I didn't want to lose the relationship over it. Although I felt a bit nervous knowing Kat had seen (and enjoyed seeing) Chris's bigger dick, our sex life continued pretty much usually and we were at it whenver we got the chance.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for my delusions to be shattered. It was less than two weeks later when I next got a look at their group chat and realised it was still going on. I guess it turned out to be pretty obvious why Pete hadn't confessed this time, but I was still disappointed by him.

I was at Kat's; it was a Friday night and we were going out to eat. She was taking one of her long showers in preparation when I noticed she'd left her phone out on a table. For all the time I'd spent telling myself I wasn't worried I guess it must have stayed in the back of my mind because I was instantly tempted to snoop. I knew it was the wrong thing to do and at first I resisted my temptation, but the idea that I'd find something had crept into my mind and I started to feel it like a physical pressure in my brain. I needed to know that she hadn't done anything since we'd spoken about it.

I went straight to the app. I saw messages from me, messages with her housemates, messages with her mum and then the one thing I was dreading. The group chat with my housemates. The last message was that same afternoon. Kat had sent it.

"Thanks boys."

What was she thanking them for? Why was she still messaging them at all? Did I even want to find out what had been happening? For a lot of men, this alone would probably have been enough to end things but I wasn't ready to do that. I wanted to know how long it took after our conversation for Kat to start messaging them, if it was her that had instigated it and now I needed to know what she was thanking them for.

I took a deep breath, I pressed to open the group and I scrolled up to where I'd left off on Pete's phone. I wanted to read from the start but I couldn't help be aware that I was scrolling past pictures both sent from Kat's phone and sent from the others. I was tempted to freak out but I tried to keep calm and make sure I was listening out for the sound of the shower in case she turned it off.

I reached the point where I wanted to start and steeled myself for what I was about to witness. The next message had been the very next day from Chris. He obviously didn't feel bad for what had happened.

"No pictures today, beautiful?" He had asked my girlfriend. Obviously it had become such a routine he was expecting it. Looking at the time it was sent I guessed this had been the moment Pete had decided to tell me. There was no response from Kat and Pete had actually told Chris to leave it. It was a relief to see Kat had ignored him even before I spoke to her about it, but I already knew there was worse to come.

She had cracked the very next day. Nobody had even asked that time, she had just posted a picture of herself in a light blue tank top, eyes looking seductively into the camera. After the usual round of compliments from the lads, she sent one of her wearing a white patterned bra. The next three days were the exact same formula, normal pic, compliments, bra pic. I was starting to think it wasn't so bad. I wasn't happy about it but at least it hadn't escalated like it did the day at our place.

It was then that Josh had ramped it up. After that day's usual process, instead of the usual compliments he had called Kat out, for very different reasons than I wanted to.

"Don't you think you're short-changing us a bit?" he asked. I was in distress.

"What do you mean?" she replied, as if she didn't know exactly what he meant.

"We've already seen those delicious tits. Showing us the bra is all well and good but we want to see more" he told her and Chris quickly agreed.

"I've already explained to you what a lady wants in return when she sends pictures to a boy..." I couldn't believe this. Surely she wasn't going to ask him for that?

She was. Josh's next reply was a picture. Of course he was naked, and rock hard. His cock was just as long as Chris's and even thicker. I knew it was weird to be actually be looking at a picture of my friend like this but I was feeling genuine jealousy knowing he was able to send a pic like this to my girlfriend where he clearly had a bigger dick than me.

"That thing's gorgeous!" She wrote back. I couldn't believe how casually she was responding to seeing another of my friend's dicks after the conversation we'd had. And her response was swiftly followed with a pic of her own. She was topless again, looking absolutely incredible with another smirk on her face and those big tits clearly on display. Not only that but this time she'd removed her skirt and was openly showing off her pink panties.

The guys all complimented her again and the chat was done for the day. It was like both sides realised they were crossing a line and I really wish it had been left at that. Unfortunately, normal business resumed the next day, a picture of Kat wearing my favourite hoody was quickly followed by another topless pic, this time wearing a sexy red thong I'd bought her. The following days were all the same.

Three days later it got worse. After the first picture (white tank top) there was no follow up. Chris and Josh were both pushing it and asking why before Kat replied.

"I want to see Pete's." Simple as that. No hints, no teasing, she just outright said she wanted to see another man's dick behind my back. There was no response at first, and Chris and John started encouraging Pete. This was bizarre. My loving girlfriend had two of my best friends exhorting a third to post them all a dick pic. Although Pete had been going along with receiving the pictures, I didn't think he would do it. After all, he was the only one who'd told me this was going on to begin with.

How wrong I was. Barely ten minutes later he sent it. For a brief moment I took solace noticing it at least wasn't as big as Chris or Josh's until I realised it was still probably a bit bigger than mine. My mood was sinking further and further, but it was clear that Kat's hadn't been. Her next picture had her naked, with just her hand covering her pussy. The guys went crazy but again the day's fun ended there. Even when it was Kat pushing the boundaries they all seemed to realise that it couldn't go too far.

The next day was better. It's fucked up to think it was better, but there I was sat in my girlfriend's bedroom looking through her messages and feeling grateful she had kept her panties on for the topless photo she had sent to my pals. Even that brief respite was short-lived, because the next day's chat left me reeling. I realised that this was earlier today. I was about to find out how far this had gone and then decide what I could do about it.

It started as normal. One pic, two pic. Then it was Kat who heated things up.

"Are you guys jerking to these pics?" She had asked. Obviously she knew the answer was yes and just wanted to be told yes. I was upset but I guess not surprised. I started to wonder if she was masturbating while this was going on too. I guess I'd have to ask. It was Chris that took the initiative.

"Well I have been jerking off thinking about you, but to actually do it looking at pics they have to be nudes for me." He had put. That bastard. Surely she wasn't going to fall for such an obvious attempt to get more out of her, even if Josh quickly agreed.

"If that's the case I'll have to do it." She responded quickly. What??? She didn't HAVE to do it, she was choosing to. The next message got even worse.

"But you'll have to prove you're jerking it for me." She told them. Was she seriously asking to watch them cum? This was getting worse and worse and I didn't know how I felt or what I could do. They all swiftly agreed. Was I about to see three of my best friends cumming for my girlfriend?

And then there it was. That was all it took for the woman I love to send a full nude. She looked amazing. Her ever-present smile was beautiful but I doubt any of the boys she'd sent it to even noticed. Her legs were only slightly open but you could clearly see her delicate, shaven pussy. I think they must have been in disbelief because there was a few minutes until any of them had sent a response. Unfortunately, that response was the proof.

It came from Josh and was a picture of thick ropes of cum on a towel. Then Chris, a pool of jizz on the shower floor. Finally, Pete joined in with a huge load on a towel of his own. I couldn't believe it. Everyone who lived at our house, other than me, had just shown my girlfriend what they'd cummed while fantasising about her huge tits and tight pussy. If I hadn't already seen the last message I would never have guessed it, but I did know what was coming.

"Thanks boys."

Simple as that, as if they'd caught a spider for her or made her a cup of tea. At this point, I heard the shower turn off. I put her phone back on the table, waited for her to get out of the shower, and took her out for a nice dinner.