by Paris Waterman

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: He gets a call from his best friend's girl. She wants to try him on for size.


The following afternoon while working on his new novel, Paul paused and took out the card that his former roomies girlfriend, Jade had given him the previous night. It was a plain embossed business card with her name and number on it and nothing else. But it was her words that kept coming back to him.

“I’ve heard things about you. Good things. I’d like it if you called that number. This Tuesday works for me, say around seven.”

He smiled and slipped the card into his wallet, got up and as he poured himself a cup of coffee, the phone rang.

From the number he knew it could be either Nadine or Callie. “Hello,” he said answering the call while setting the coffee cup on his desk, and then sat down.

“It’s me,” he recognized Nadine’s voice, and replied, “Hi, Nadine. How are you?”

The last time she’d called him she wanted a reprise of their earlier tryst, but he had declined and she’d told him that she’d find someone else to fuck and hung up on him.

He heard her take in a breath before replying. “Fine, lover ... I’m super fine.”

“So what are you up to?” Paul inquired and regretted the words as they left his mouth.

“I’m getting fucked up the ass in my little girl skirt as I jerk off the pizza delivery guy,” she said, her voice only slightly less stable than normal. He almost didn’t believe her, but Nadine was scrupulously honest, especially about things sexual.

Paul laughed, and took a sip of his coffee to gain a moment to think about what he would say next. “So, umm, why are you talking to me instead of sucking his cock?”

He was curious about her calling him with this lascivious tidbit and momentarily thought about how he might include it materially in this or a future novel.

But why was she calling me? He asked himself. It was unlike her in so many ways. She was basically a submissive, certainly a follower--and if she had two cocks anywhere near her it was unlikely she’d be calling anyone, anyone at all.

On the other hand, the deep grunts of male voices behind her confirmed that she was indeed enjoying coitus with more than one male.

“Any of the girls with you, Nadine?”

“No, why would you ask that?” And then she was no longer talking, and all he could hear was the sound of her lips smacking against something hard and thick. She grew louder and louder, and Paul had to close his eyes and visualize what she looked like with her ass in the air, her mouth open, and her body shaking as she started to cum.

He adjusted his cock through his slacks and took a deep breath. “You want me to tell you to cum, Nadine?”

“Yesssss,” she hissed before resuming her fellatio upon the unknown male.

“It’s not Joey, is it?”

“Muhhh, no it isn’t!”

Paul hung up before he or she said another word. That girl isn’t right upstairs, he thought and tried to return to his writing, but couldn’t.

He pondered for some time on how to respond to Jade’s unorthodox invitation and what it might entail other than a sexual dalliance. Was he being disloyal to his friend and former teammate? Who had told Jade the ‘good things’ about him? Was there any connection between Jade’s invitation and Nadine’s blatantly sexual phone call?

Paul allowed his imagination to run with various scenarios and found himself masturbating to them, and that decided him on meeting Jade at the appointed time.

He was overly familiar with Jade’s apartment, having roomed with her boyfriend, Miles for several months before he found one of his own and conveniently allowed Jade to take his place.

“Thanks for coming over, Paul. Can I get you anything?” Jade chirped as she closed the door behind him as he entered, then followed him into the small den. Paul stood in front of the sofa, the same sofa where he’d fucked Marti two months prior, and waited for her to come to him.

“No thanks, Jade. Why don’t we just sit down?”

“I thought perhaps a cocktail first? Maybe a beer if you’d prefer that?”

She was wearing a deep green Chinese style dress that came up to her neck but had a long slit up the right side that displayed her leg almost to the hip. Paul couldn’t discern any panty-line and assumed that she wasn’t wearing any. He was slightly disappointed by the fact that she had deliberately chosen to cover her D-cupped breasts, but realized that with the invitation she’d extended him they would be made available to him at some point in the evening.

He sat down on the couch and looked directly at her. “No, not just yet. I’d really like to discuss your invitation and what it entails. I mean, it was a bit unusual, even for ... casual friends.”

“I like your directness, Paul,” she said smiling at him wide that wide, Julia Roberts like mouth.

“Among other things, I gather,” he replied.

She laughed, sounding nothing like Julia Roberts and sat down next to him, crossing her right leg over her left and revealing a great deal of thigh. There was no indication of any apprehension in her mannerisms that he was able to discern.

“Okay, to the point then,” she said. “You played football with Miles, right?”


“That means you’ve showered with him, or at the very least you’ve seen him naked.”

“Is that a question?”


“Then, yes, I have, and your point is?”

“He’s got a small dick and you’ve seen it.”

Taken aback by her comment, Paul confirmed her statement with a brisk nod, but responded quickly saying: “Size isn’t everything. It’s how one uses their ... equipment that matters most---or so I’m told.”

“That may be true, but poor Miles isn’t much in that department either.” Jade said and quickly added, “Look, I really don’t want to disparage Miles. He’s really a great guy. You’re his friend. Perhaps his best friend and I don’t want to damage that relationship, nor do I want to ... come between the two of you. Jesus, Paul I just want to get laid properly for once!”

“And you selected me to fill that role?”

Jade ran her fingertips along the seam of slit in her green dress. It was the only indication of nervousness on her part. “You’ve bedded a few of my friends. I thought it strange that you slept with them so quickly ... I mean they’re not tramps who jump into bed with just anyone.

“But---and I swear to God this is true! They couldn’t contain themselves in talking about you in front of me---shit, in front of a few others as well. It was like a Can You Top This fire drill. One would prattle on about your size. The next raved about your performance, and yet another kept mentioning how often you came and how quickly you recharged the batteries in your dick.”

Paul laughed. “I don’t have batteries charging my um, sexual apparatus.”

“Goddamn it! Don’t you think I know that?”

They were both silent for a short time, and then Jade finally spoke: “I’m not a whore, Paul. I’m just a woman with needs. I’m hoping you can help me meet them.”

“So this would be a onetime thing. I mean if I manage to help you meet those needs.”

Maybe,” she replied softly. Jade didn’t look Paul in the face, instead she kept her head down and stared at her hands in her lap. “It’s entirely possible there might be further meetings ... but we’d have to agree to that ... afterward, you know?”

“What about Miles?”

“I don’t know, he’s a great guy, I guess, but that’s all. I---I’m never going to marry him. We---we’ve already had that discussion. We do like one another and I wouldn’t want to hurt him---ever.” Her voice sort of trailed off as she spoke, so Paul barely heard the last thing she said: “I haven’t met that person yet.”

Paul instinctively put his arms around her, pulling her into him, and Jade put her head on his shoulder, her hands resting on his thigh now as she leaned into him, softly crying. He was acutely aware of her well endowed breasts mashed against his chest with each breath; and the suddenly restless hand on his thigh fast approaching his growing manhood.

Paul didn’t want to feel this way, but couldn’t deny the stirring in his loins, if only he didn’t feel he was betraying his long time friend.

Maybe he could work something out. Maybe if he satisfied her itch she might get back with Miles, he told himself. No! This is crazy, I need to get out of here and let fate take its course. It’s the only way.

“Paul, oh Paul,” Jade mumbled through her soft sobs. She moved her lips so that they brushed his ear, her tears on his cheek and neck. He felt her eyelashes against his skin and it was at that moment the most exquisite, delicate sensation imaginable. “Please Paul, please don’t make me beg.”

It was then that he noticed Jade was writhing against him, actively rubbing herself against him, and her fingers now clasped his rising erection.

Mother Nature knows best, he thought and put everything not prurient out of his mind.

“So, Jade how do you want this to go?”

Jade moved against him, pushing him back as she moved her legs up to cross his, sliding sidesaddle into his lap, all the while nibbling and cooing in his ear, running her fingers through his hair. “I---I want you so badly, Paul ... so much...”

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