Cockwarming 3

Cockwarming

I was able to ignore the noise, but Claire found the walls too thin.

"Ugh, I wish they'd keep it down," she said.

I looked over at her and smiled. Claire was pretty. Uncommonly pretty. She rolled her large brown eyes and pouted her thick, red lips. Her brown curls fell in a lazy tumble over her shoulders.

"OHHHH... JJJAAAAAAASOON...." a woman screamed in the room next to ours.

"Be nice, babe. Becky doesn't live here, it's their one night of the week together," I said to my girlfriend.

"What is that, the third time tonight?" Claire said. She wasn't wrong. This was the third time my best friend, and our roommate, Jason had made his girlfriend scream in orgasm.

"You sound jealous," I said, teasing.

"Peter!" she chucked a pillow at my face.

I swatted it aside.

"Well we can fix that," I said, my hand sliding up her curvy thighs.

"Not now, babe. This noise is really putting me off. I don't know what he sees in her."

Since I started dating Claire five years ago, she and Jason had become really close friends. They'd needed me to be the glue in the early years, but soon enough they were making plans to hang out with or without me.

Claire and Becky, however, never got along. Three years ago, Jason went on a bumble date and fell in love. I was happy for him. Becky seemed like a lovely girl. But for some reason, Claire thought Jason was out of his league.

They even looked different. Becky was thin and athletic, with abs to die for, a tight ass that defied gravity and a golden beach tan on her skin.

Claire, on the other hand, had a full figure, with thick, milky smooth thighs. She knew guys stared at her chest when they talked to her. How could they not, when every top she owned strained against her chest?

The noise finally died down. Looks like three times in the night was enough for Becky.

We heard the muffled sound of goodbyes from the hallway.

"Finally. I'm going to get some water and try to sleep again," she said, pulling the covers off her voluptuous body.

She was wearing a thin t shirt that stretched over her plump breasts. She pulled on a pair of shorts and made for the door.

"Hang on, I'll come with," I said, following in her wake.

Claire's frown vanished when she saw Jason sitting on the couch, starting up the PlayStation. His muscled arms bulged through his t shirt, underneath which he wore nothing but a pair of boxers.

"Hey, handsome! Someone had a good night!" she called out to my best friend.

"What? Oh, hey," he replied unenthusiastically.

Claire looked concerned. She forgot the water she had come to get and walked over to where Jason was sitting. She sat down on the couch next to him and placed a hand on his bicep.

"Hey, look at me," she said, taking his chin in her hand and turning his face towards her, "You can tell me anything, you know?"

"It's nothing, Claire."

"Come on, dude. What's up? For a guy who just got laid, you don't look to happy," I supplied.

"It's just... you guys are going to laugh if I tell you..."

"What is it?" Claire asked, "Is the sex not good with Becky?"

She sounded almost hopeful. It was no secret she wanted Jason to break up with the thin blonde.

"No!" he said startled, "Well not exactly..."

"What do you mean? Don't lie to us, we heard her cumming thrice," she said, now sounding sour.

"Yeah, she did... it's just... I... I didn't cum even once..."

Claire sat up straight, her breasts now jutting out.

"Oh... so you haven't... tonight..."

"Not just tonight... I haven't finished with her in a while. I'm... very long lasting..."

"I see... are you... not into her or something?"

"I love her. More than I can describe. She's everything to me. I have never met a woman who fulfills all my emotional needs like she does... she's there for me at my lowest and we have a natural chemistry..."

"But...?" Claire asked, sensing that there was more to the story.

"Well... since she's gotten into fitness, she's lost a lot of weight..."

"That's a good thing... right..."

"She's lost weight in all the wrong places... I swear Claire she's gone down two cup sizes. And as you know, I prefer... fuller women..." he said.

What was that? The look that passed between them? Did Jason just cast a quick glance at her chest?

"I... I don't know what to say..." Claire said, giving him a sideways hug.

Claire's breasts squished into the side of his arm. Instinctively, my eyes went to his boxers where a tent was beginning to grow.

"It's alright," he said, tearing away from her and towards the PlayStation, "I'll rub one out before bed."

"Oh... ok..." she said tentatively but moved off the couch.

Once Claire and I had filled our glasses of water, we settled into bed.

"Poor Jason..." she said in the dark.

"Yeah... but what can we do about it?"

"Hmmm" she said, thinking.

"Hey baby..."

"Yes, Claire dear?"

"Would you go down on me tonight?"

I always loved tasting her. But why would she suddenly ask me that?

"Oh.. yeah, of course."

When I settled my tongue between her smooth thighs, I found that she was already wet.

I went to work.

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"So, what time is Becky coming over tonight?"

"In a couple of hours," Jason told me as our characters battled each other on the PlayStation.

"Hey, boys!" Claire's voice called out.

"Hey." We both said lazily.

We had to do a double take when we saw her emerge from the bedroom.

Claire wore a white cropped shirt that stretched across her breasts as usual. But without a bra, we could see the outlines of her dark nipples.

She wore the tiniest plaid skirt she owned, hiked up to her stomach. Her legs were covered in stockings, which left only a sliver of skin showing between the hem of her skirt and her knees. The smooth, white skin of her thighs looked warm and inviting.

Our eyes followed her to the open plan kitchen, where she reached to the top shelf for the cookie jar.

The back of her thighs came into view as her skirt rode up. She reached even further, so we could see the underside of her ass.

The crop top began to ride up too, exposing her underboob to us.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. She was always relatively free with her body around Jason, but she never dressed this provocatively.

When she finally got her cookie, she turned to face us and leaned her ass against the kitchen counter. She ate it slowly, looking at us both.

She only moved when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" she said, running to the door, everything jiggling as she ran.

She opened the door to Becky standing outside.

"Oh... hi, Becky..." she said.

Becky's jaw could have dropped to the floor at the sight of my girlfriend in those revealing clothes.

"Uh... hi..."

"Babe!" Jason, shot up and ran to the door. He made past Claire and grabbed Becky by the hand.

"Let's go to my room," he said, pulling her to his room quickly.

When they were gone, Claire turned looked at me and giggled.

"Wasn't that funny, babe?"

"Claire... what the fuck was that..."

"I figured he's been dealing with Becky and her tiny tits. Thought I'd give him a little show to help him out tonight."

"Claire, that was really fucking inappropriate!"

Her face dropped.

"I... I'm sorry honey, I thought it was just a harmless little joke."

She looked crestfallen. Tears were welling up in her eyes.

My nurturing instinct kicked in and I pulled her into a hug.

"It's ok, you don't have to apologize."

"I don't know what I was thinking, babe. I'm such a stupid little slut."

Hearing her call herself a slut had an immediate impact on me. And it didn't escape Claire's attention.

"What's this now?" she said, rubbing my bulge.

"I.... Well, you do look hot..."

"Mmmm my poor baby got hard when I said I'm a stupid slut?"

"Ungh," was all I could say as she fished my cock out of my trousers.

"Yeah? You like your girl being a little slut, huh?"

"Mmmm baby..."

"That's right. Your friend knows what slut I am now," she said as she began to stroke me.

"Baby.... Please..."

Was I pleading with her to stop? Or was I begging to have release in her hand?

"He's in there right now... fucking her.... But thinking about me..."

"Mmmmm..." I moaned as she brought me closer to completion with every stroke.

"He's picturing me naked, you know? I bet he wants to see my tits. Would you stop me if I showed him my tits?"

"Mmmm... no..."

"Yeah? Are you sure? There's no going back after this."

I groaned and quickly nodded my assent. In that moment, she could have asked me for the moon and I could not have denied her. I was clay in her hands and she could set whatever terms she wanted.

"Pl...please..." I managed to sputter as my dick grew harder in her hand.

"Please what, baby? Please show him my titties?"

"Mmhmmm..." I nodded again. I wanted this. I wanted desperately for my roommate to see her naked breasts. I couldn't think of anything else in the moment.

"Mmm good... because I'm going to help your friend out a little. And you'll be a good little cuck for me."

I nearly collapsed as I felt my cum spurting on to her palm.

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When Jason finally walked out to the living room in the morning, I felt my heart skip a beat.

My conversation with Claire ran through my head again. She said she would "help him" revive his sex life but wouldn't do anything that hurt me.

"You liked my little slutty side. You get a show, Jason gets to have great sex and I get a little adventure! Everybody wins!"

She had made sure to broach the subject when my erection had recovered and I was balls deep inside her.

How could I say no to that when I felt the warmth of her pussy enveloping me?

When I asked her if she would go any further, she just laughed and said I was being silly.

I didn't press the point any further. And here we were. Sitting at the coffee table, watching a shirtless Jason walking towards us.

Claire got up and gave him a mock standing ovation. She was wearing nothing except an oversized t shirt and a pair of panties.

"Well done, mister! You sounded like you had a fun night!"

Jason blushed.

"Yeah, I guess I did," he said, smiling.

"So, what changed?"

"What?"

"You said you were having trouble cumming with Becky. What changed? Because don't deny it, we heard your grunts of pleasure too!"

"Uh.. it was... no, never mind."

"Don't hold out on! Babe, tell him to share!" she looked at me.

I didn't want him to share. I know what had changed.

"I..." he looked at me nervously, but continued. "It was you, Claire."

"Me?" she said innocently.

"Well, seeing you in that outfit... it was... well, it was very arousing.... And when I was with Becky... when I was inside her..."

"Yes...?" she said, breathing heavily now.

"Well, that image of you kind of popped into my head..."

"You're saying you were picturing me when you were with her?"

"I... yeah... I'm sorry, dude... I shouldn't have said that..." he said to me.

"Oh... uh, that's ok man..."

Claire continued to press him.

"When is Becky coming over next?"

"She went over to her place to sleep, but said she'd be back after breakfast. So in a minutes."

"Well then, I guess I'd better give you another image to think about when you're inside her."

Time stood still as Claire pulled at the bottom of her t shirt. In slow motion, her breasts fell into view.

The large, voluminous melon-sized globes shone in the morning light as she pulled the t shirt off her and threw it to the floor.

Jason stared transfixed at the contrast of her dark areoles against her milky white breasts.

I felt the blood drain from my body.

Claire moved closer to him, clad in nothing but a pair of black underwear. She took him by the wrists and raised his hands to her chest. He felt her breasts in his hands, feeling their weight.

"I hope this can make you cum today."

He gave her tits a squeeze while I watched helplessly. I ought to put a stop to this. But a part of me wanted this to go on. I wanted him to fondle her. To use her. Pleasure her.

He pawed her breasts hungrily, squeezing, pinching, pulling on her nipples. I took for granted how incredible my girlfriend's breasts were.

Don't get me wrong, I'd fuck Becky in a heartbeat if I could. She wasn't just hot, she had the body of a supermodel. But I suppose Jason was jealous of me for having Claire's tits to play with. And now that she let him have them, he was going to make the best of the moment.

"Fuck, you have hands down the best pair of tits I've ever seen."

Claire found his eagerness endearing. She laughed while he squeezed them.

When the doorbell rang, Claire pulled his hands away.

"Go fuck her, big boy."

She gave him a kiss on the cheek and went into our bedroom.

It was just me and Jason left in the room.

"Dude... I don't know what... I'm sorry, I..." he stammered.

"It's ok..." was all I managed to say.

I went after Claire while he made for the front door to let Becky in.

I found Claire on the bed, naked, her legs spread. Her hand was between her legs, rubbing her clit.

"Oh... oh... baby, did you... ugh... see how he loved my boobs..."

The sight was hypnotic. Her hands between her legs meant her breasts we're pushed together by her arms coming in.

"Uh... yeah..." I said transfixed.

"Did... you... like it...?"

"I... yes, baby..."

"Mmmm I'm gonna... let him play... with me... a lot more... ok, baby?"

"Ok..." I began taking my pants off.

"Is that ok... ugh... with you?"

"Yes..." I whispered softly, cock now in my hand.

She opened her legs wider and looked at me with her doe eyes.

"I'm horny baby... come fuck your little slut..."

When I slid inside her, I found her wet and wanting. Was it me she was thinking of? Or my best friend, who had just fondled her?

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I watched helplessly as Jason moved up behind Claire.

She was standing at the kitchen counter. Over the last three days, Claire had all but stopped wearing any tops around the house. And when she did wear a t shirt or a tank top, she made sure it was loose enough to give Jason easy access.

The first day, Jason was awkward about fondling her breasts, even though we had both said he had carte blanche access to them. He looked at me apologetically a couple of times, but groped her anyway.

I had to assure him this was all ok with me. Claire even told him I enjoyed my girlfriend being a bit of a slut. It was all true. But still very embarrassing to admit to the guy who was pawing my girlfriend day and night.

By the second day, he took that to heart and stopped asking.

Claire squealed in delight as she felt Jason's hands cup her breasts.

"Thank you for this," he said pinching her nipples. "You know I love Becky. But I need a little extra to get myself going."

"Aww, I know," she said. Claire turned around and took his face in her hands.

"But you've made my nipples really sore today. We're going to have to hit pause on that."

"What? But Becky doesn't get here for hours! I need to stay on edge."

"I have an idea," she said, now caressing his bare chest.

"Oh yeah?"

"Have you heard of cockwarming?"

"No, what's that?"

"Well..." she glanced at me and I saw mischief in her eyes, "Basically, the guy's cock stays in the woman's mouth for a long while."

"So... like a blowjob?"

"Claire... I don't think that's a good idea," I chimed in.

"Oh, you boys! It's nothing like a blowjob! That would mean I'd be sucking Jason's cock or he'd be thrusting into my mouth."

"And... what would this be?"

"I'd just keep you in my mouth while you go about your day. Like play your silly video games. It'll be like I'm keeping your cock warm for Becky! Ready for when she gets here."

My heart began thumping. She was serious. I should stop this. I should tell them I'm not ok with any of this. But my cock was betraying me, beginning to tent in my shorts. So I let it play out.

"Uh... fuck yeah, that sounds awesome. Dude, you wanna play video games?" Jason asked me.

"Uh... sure..." I said meekly. I wanted to see this play out.

Jason slid his shorts down and his cock came into view.

His length was about the same as mine, but he was a lot thicker. It hung between his legs and Claire's eyes widened as she reached down to it.

She took him in hand and closed her fingers around the shaft. I watched him get harder as she stroked him.

Claire let him go and he sat down next to me. We fired up the PlayStation as Claire took a seat in between us.

I watched my girlfriend push her hair to the side to give me a good view before she held his cock in her hands again.

I saw Jason's length disappear into Claire's mouth. The tip was making her cheek bulge.

"Oh, fuucccckkkk dude!!" he groaned, "Her mouth feels amazing. You're a lucky man."

"Thanks..."

Jason began to thrust into her mouth when she stopped him.

She pulled up, his cock slipping out of her mouth with a popping sound.

"Now remember what we talked about. This isn't a blowjob, ok?"

"Ok ok fuck, just put me back in your mouth."

She smiled and dove back into his crotch, letting him fill her mouth.

I don't know how they managed to have such restraint, because I was ready to burst.

We continued playing our video game but honestly, neither of us was paying any attention to the game.

Claire's head rested on Jason's lap, her mouth full and her face wearing an expression of contentment.

"Mmmm" she moaned a few times.

Time ticked by. Once or twice Jason said he could feel her tongue swirl around his shaft. But for the most part, Claire did what she said she was going to do - keep his cock warm.

I lost track of time. It could have been an hour. Could have been two. But eventually, we heard the doorbell ring.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck, it's Becky."

She released his cock with a pop sound again and rose as if from a stupor.

"Have fun, big boy," she said and kissed him on the mouth.

I had seen my girlfriend nestle his cock in her mouth for hours, and yet nothing nothing stung like watching her lips meet his.

He hungrily returned her kiss before she broke apart.

"Come on honey, Jason is going to have a busy night," she said dragging me by the wrist to our bedroom.

No sooner had we closed the door that Claire was on me. When she kissed me, I could feel Jason's cock on her breath.

"That was so fucking hot baby," she said.

"It was... you did such a good job..." I said.

"Mmm did I now? You want me to keep doing that? Give him free access to my mouth?"

She had me in her hand again.

"Yes, baby. Please warm his cock with your mouth. He needs it," I said.

"Mmmm I'm so horny. Did you see how thick his cock was? I've never felt my mouth so full."

"Mmmm"

"God... I need you to fuck me, baby..." she said taking her panties off and lying back on the bed.

She had soaked through her panties. And I had been hard for hours. So when the head of my cock made contact, it slipped through.

"Ungh... thank you... for letting me Ungh... be his slut... baby..."

"Arghhhh" I grunted as I slammed into her.

"He can... use my mouth... Ungh... whenever he wants..."

"Fffuckkk..." I thrust harder.

"Oh baby, don't stop!!! Fuck your little slut!!"

And I did, until I felt her shaking with orgasm beneath my weight. That was when I released my own pent up sexual tension, filling her up with my cum.

After we collapsed next to each other, she turned to me.

"Honey, you still love me, right? I wouldn't do anything to hurt you."

What could I say to that? I would never look at her the same way again. Once you've seen your girlfriend's mouth full with another man's cock, there's no turning back. But if anything, it made me love her more.

I loved this woman so much, it made my heart full when I saw her this excited about anything.