Party of Three
This story is based on true events. I have changed enough to keep it anonymous and obviously, as I don't have a perfect memory, have embellished some of the dialogue and actions that took place.
It had been a hard semester; I was in a city just out of range of being able to see my friends or girlfriend casually and many of my new friends were experiencing "freedom" for the first time, meaning that a lot of them were actively breaking up with their college boy/girlfriends to "have fun". As I had no desire to break up with mine, then it had become a minefield where temptations were the mines. Fortunately, it was coming up to Christmas, which meant that I was back home in a somewhat closer town to my old life.
I got home on the Friday to find out that my family were going to be away for the weekend. Within moments of finding out this news, I had begun arranging a party to catch up with my friends in style.
The first to reply in the affirmative was my girlfriend, Alex. I had been together with Alex for two years at this point; my first "serious" relationship. She was a tall brunette with a Mediterranean complexion just shy of twenty. The thing that initially attracted me to her was her tight, but well-proportioned body. She had a habit of wearing tops that didn't cover up her midriff, letting everyone see her toned stomach whenever she straitened up or stretched for anything. Her breasts were firm and would have looked smaller on a bigger woman, but they were more than a handful and looked larger than they were on Alex's small frame.
The next to reply was my best friend, at the time, Nick. I had known him for most of my life, being neighbours and schoolfriends. He was a bright kid but spent his teen years partying and had eschewed the university route to head straight into work.
Unfortunately, the rest of the invitees were travelling back home from further afield, so wouldn't be able to make it. I was let down but didn't think this would be too much of a problem as it would give me quality time with the two people I was closest with.
Alex and Nick both lived in the same town, about an hour away from my parents' place, so the plan was that I would pick them up on Saturday morning, we'd buy supplies on the way back to mine, and then spend 24 hours blind drunk. Alex also hinted that she'd
really
missed me, so we would need to get some time away from Nick to "catch up".
***
Minutes after my family left the next morning I was at my car, pulling into the street and heading towards my friends.
Obviously, my first stop was Alex. I pulled up outside her house, where she was already waiting for me. It had been a few weeks since I'd seen her, so I spent a moment taking in the sight. Her bronze skin really didn't suit the cold, grey, weather.
"Hey gorgeous." She said, as I stepped out of the car, before folding into my kiss.
Our entanglement was brief, but enough so that when we stepped apart, she raised her eyebrow at me and gestured at my jeans.
"Miss me much?" She smirked.
I felt my face redden and quickly shoved a hand in my pocket. "You have that effect on me. Have we got time-"
"No. My family's all in," she shook her head, opening the car door, "so let's hurry back to your place."
"Nick is expecting me anyway." I said, getting into the driver's seat.
Alex grunted and turned away from me.
"What?" I asked, starting the car.
"I haven't seen you in weeks and that idiot cockblocks me..."
I don't respond immediately, taking my time to manoeuvre the car out of her road.
"It was supposed to be a party," I began, "and I haven't seen him since... I don't know. Months."
I parked outside Nick's house a few minutes later and left Alex in the car as knocked on his door. Within moments, it opened to a gargantuan figure.
"Jesus!" I gasped, stepping back, "what have you been eating?"
Nick was always the tallest friend in our group, he must have been six feet by the time we were teenagers, but he was always skinny. Now, the man standing over me was not just tall, but his arms were thicker and, through the hug I found myself in; I could feel muscles where there used to be nothing, or at most -- fat.
He stepped back from the hug and gave a goofy smile from under his shaggy brown hair, "what's with that reaction?"
"It's not been that long. What happened to you?" I asked, a bemused look on my face.
"Mate, I have no idea what you're talking about."
He stepped back inside and hefted a bag from out of my view onto his shoulder, "come on, we've got drinking to catch up on!"
Back in the car Alex was all smiles and friendliness, although she obviously hadn't seen Nick for a while either as his entrance into the car was met with a slack-jawed expression. I would have been jealous if I hadn't had the same reaction.
On the way back to mine, we stopped at a supermarket and bought enough alcohol to sterilise my entire house. While we were out of the car, Nick took the opportunity to give Alex a greeting hug. Her head barely reached his chest, and with his new "robustness" her arms didn't fully reach around him. The sight made me chuckle slightly, but something within me felt unease for a moment seeing it.
***
We were back at mine before midday. I went straight to the kitchen with the supplies, while the others headed to my room to put their bags away. Halfway through filling the fridge with beer, I heard a loud gasp.
"Yo! Everything okay?" I shouted upstairs.
"Yeah! Something... surprised me." Alex replied a moment later.
I went back to stocking the bar, and the others joined me a few minutes later. They had both taken off their outdoor gear now and coincidentally, were both in white vests. I could see Nick's muscular arms now and they looked just as large as they felt form the hug earlier.
"I'm sorry to say, it looks better on her." I said to Nick, who looked at me in confusion.
"The top?" I continued, which prompted a laugh from Alex.
Nick looked down at himself, and then looked at Alex, staring right at her ample cleavage.
She cleared her throat, and he looked up, before laughing. "Oh! Yeah, because we're wearing similar tops."
We started drinking and put on some inane movies while we all caught up. Nick was working on a construction site, which explained why he was no longer so spindly. He usually worked weekends, so this was a treat for him to have the time off.
Alex was working and had gone back to college part time to pick up a practical qualification, although somehow still had a lot of free time.
I regaled them with stories of my first semester and from my classmates, although Alex had already heard some of them. Nick got a wistful look in his eyes when it became clear that a whole bunch of them were only at university to party as much as possible.
We could have only been at this for two or three hours, but we were already wankered. It turned out that Nick had brought a whole bunch of weed with him, so inevitably, we all partook. Considering he was the one who smoked the most he seemed to have a low tolerance, because by the time the sun was setting, he had conked out; his head slack on the backrest of one of the sofas in the living room, deep snoring coming from his chest.
"Finally," Alex said, standing up, "come on."
She took me by the hand, leading me up the stairs and to my room.
"I was starting to think I would have any time with you alone this weekend." She muttered, kissing me, and pushing me down onto the floor where my bed lay.
She got down onto her knees and immediately undid my belt with a deftness I wasn't expecting. Before I knew it, my trousers had been pulled down to my knees and my cock had sprung free. Obviously anticipating what was happening more than I was, it was already as hard as rock.
Alex wasted no time in wrapping one hand around my cock and pushing her mouth over its head. She bobbed up and down a few times, before gently stroking her hand up and down the shaft.
"Fuck!" I moaned, reeling from the speed that this had escalated.
One thing Alex was good at, was blowjobs. No girl I had been with before her could come close to giving me the pleasure that Alex could with her mouth. My cock was larger than average, but it wasn't monstrous by any measure; Alex could happily wrap both hands around the shaft, while bobbing up and down on the head with her mouth, and this is what she was doing now.
"I need this, baby." She slurred, taking my cock out of her mouth, and looking me in the eye while her hands continued their relentless assault.
I tilted my head back in pleasure and felt her move her hands away. When I looked back down, she had pulled one leg out of her jeans and was straddling on top of me. From this angle, her tits were bulging against her black bra, spilling almost entirely out of her top. I reached down to take her top off, but she pushed my hands back and lowered herself onto me.
I thought her mouth felt good, but as my cock pushed into her, it was enveloped in a wetness and warmth that made her mouth feel like nothing in comparison.
I looked up at her. Her face was contorted in pleasure; cheeks pink and pupils dilated. Her eyes closed as she gently lowered herself fully onto me.
"Fuck, are you okay?" I asked, worried that she had gone so deep so quickly when usually it took a bit of warming up.
She replied with a smile and a moan of contentment, releasing my arms from her grip, and moving her hands to my chest. She leaned in to kiss me and I grabbed her hips, moving into rhythm with her slow, gentle riding.
She began raising and lowering herself more urgently; the almost silent, gentle, tempo giving way to the sound of skin slapping on skin. The squeals of pleasure escaping from her throat became actual moans coming from her mouth between kisses.
"Don't stop- I'm going to..." She trailed off.
Her riding suddenly became more frenzied, and the banging of body parts on the floor became more pronounced. The sound of flesh on flesh changed from gentle slapping to the unmistakable sound of fucking.
I could feel myself getting close. I held her hips more firmly, feeling my fingers sinking slightly into her flesh, planted my feet firmly and started hammering at her; holding her in place as I felt myself reaching climax. Her hands grasped me tightly and the expression of pleasure on her face confirmed to me that she was on the brink too.
The sound of footsteps outside somehow cut through the sounds of our passion and we froze. Alex's eyes widened and, somehow, she pushed off from me and rolled over. The footsteps outside got closer as I struggled to pull my trousers back up.
Then, the sound of another door in the hallway closing.
