Ari
by Mike Hawk
Copyright© 2025 by Mike Hawk
Erotica Sex Story: While out with his girlfriend and her best friend on New Year's Eve, Kyle finds himself increasingly tempted by her friend Ari.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating White Couple Cream Pie Oral Sex Big Breasts .
It was no one’s fault.
Ari needed to change into her dress before we left, and my girlfriend was still in the bathroom of our little hotel room. I came around the corner to check on the bathroom and found Ari stepping into her silver sequin dress with her tits out, bouncing around and looking better than I’d ever imagined.
“Wow,” I said before thinking about it.
I’d always assumed she had a great rack. Now it was confirmed. She had seen me walk around the corner but wasn’t able to cover up as her hands were pulling up her dress.
Apparently she didn’t need a bra under the dress, even though it was strapless. Her tits were just that big, that perky.
“Sorry,” I said as I continued to stare, even though she was now covered. “I just ... wow.”
Ari had already started to blush when she saw me. Now she had a little grin.
There was no way my girlfriend could hear us with the hair dryer going, but I still knew better than to say anything else at the risk of it being inappropriate. I don’t know why, but I gave her a little salute before turning around and returning to my seat on the bed.
A moment later Ari followed. “Make me a drink?” she said.
“Sure, how about a topless blonde?”
She looked confused. “What’s that?”
“I don’t know, but I bet it’s delicious.”
“Oh, ha ha.”
“How about something with tequila?”
“You know me well.”
I got up and began pouring. “A little better than I did five minutes ago.”
“Oh, you’re funny, huh?”
“I’m just trying to keep up. I always knew you were out of my league hot, but goddamn.”
Ari chuckled. “Shawna is way out of your league.”
“Oh, trust me, I’m aware. But I always thought you and I were at least within shouting distance, you know? How naive I was.”
“They’re just tits, Kyle.”
I handed her the drink. “That’s what I thought. But now I know the truth, and I can’t even look you in the eye.”
“Why? Oh. Funny.”
“Good, because humor is all I got around you now.”
“Trust me, they’re a curse. I never know whether a guy likes me or just my boobs.”
“The surgeon did a better job than you expected, huh?”
“Please. These are one hundred percent the real deal.”
“Bullshit.”
“Swear.”
“Okay, then you sound like a guy complaining about his ten million dollar trust fund. ‘Poor me, now I don’t know if people really like me or just my perfect rack!’”
She chuckled. “You really are funny. But you don’t have to be, you know? You have no reason to impress me.”
“Sure I do. Maybe, if you’re super impressed, one day you’ll hang out topless around me, and it will solve all life’s problems.”
“What would your girlfriend think about that?”
“Oh, I’d make sure Shawna was topless too. We’d all be topless. And society would be fixed.”
“Shawna has great boobs.”
“Yes, she does. And it’s not the only reason I’m with her.”
“That’s mean.”
“I wasn’t being sarcastic.”
“Oh.”
“But the fact you think I was says something about your opinion of her.”
“No it doesn’t. I’m just glad you’re with her. She deserves a nice guy like you.”
“I’m not that nice. Otherwise I wouldn’t be asking you to show them to me right now.”
“You’re not.”
“Fine, I’m just asking not to get slapped,” I said as I reached forward, pretending to pull down her top.
“Stoppp,” she said as she swatted my hand away. “I wish you’d never seen them.”
“Me too! How do you think I feel, knowing the pretty blonde girl who is sleeping in the next bed over with the great ass also has perfect tits? I’ll never sleep.”
“You’re an idiot.”
“Right now I am, yeah. I bet every guy who sees them turns into a drooling idiot for at least ten minutes.”
She sighed. “You’re not wrong.”
The bathroom door opened and my girlfriend stepped out, looking fully made up with her dark red hair falling over an emerald green dress which showed off a tasteful amount of cleavage. “Hey, sorry, I know I took a long time, don’t kill me.”
“You look great, babe,” I said.
“Girl! Why couldn’t we both be getting ready in there?” Ari asked.
“Oh...”
“Need a drink?” I asked.
“Sure! Let’s get tipsy here!”
“That’s the idea. Happy New Year’s Eve!”
We took a few shots and all left fairly drunk. The streets were filled with people, there was a live band and the bars all had lines out the door.
I carried around a bottle of champagne around in the front of my pants, a large bulge no bouncer wanted to check. Even when I pulled it out in the bar no one cared.
Ari flirted with a guy who bought the three of us all drinks. We chatted with him for a minute before heading to the dance floor where the guy tried to get close to Ari. She kept a slight distance, skilled in the art of flirting without leading someone on too badly.
Meanwhile I danced with my girlfriend with the two of us having fun.
This was our second night on our little vacation, and I was already annoyed we didn’t have the hotel room to ourselves. It gave me motivation to push Ari on a guy to leave us the room, even for an hour. But she wasn’t having it.
We left the bar without him and pushed out into the street where we listened to the band and I passed around my bottle of champagne.
The next two hours passed quickly. Another bar, a detour for tacos, more drinks. Finally, it was two minutes before the countdown.
“Alright,” I said, facing my girlfriend. “Who is going to give Ari her new year’s kiss, me or you?”
“What?”
“Yeah, you’re right, it should be both of us.”
“I’ll be just fine,” Ari said.
“No, he’s right! You should have a kiss! I bet any guy here would kiss you!”
“Not interested.”
“Fine,” I said. “I’ll kiss your annoying friend if you’ll stop bothering me about it.”
“Okay. But me first!”
I tried not to look surprised. That worked?
A minute went by as people began looking from the raised ball to the clock in their phones in anticipation. The crowd rumbled, and the ball began to drop.
““Ten!” everyone shouted. “Nine!”
The girls jumped up and down, and I couldn’t help watching Ari’s tits bounce, her cleavage still surprising me it wasn’t aided by a bra.
“Four! Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!”
I pulled Shawna in for a kiss. I could tell she was drunk, as she used a lot of tongue and was extra sloppy. She also didn’t have great balance.
Next, I turned to Ari. I honestly didn’t know what I was going to do, but my heart was beating like crazy. She faced me, closed her eyes, and pursed her lips. I was going in.
I didn’t think about what was appropriate. I only thought about what I could get away with. Shawna was a nice girl, but we’d only started officially dating the week before. We’d known each other for a while but only recently reconnected.
Which is to say, if I fucked things up with her, it wouldn’t have ruined my life. But it would absolutely ruin the trip.
So, I went over the top with it. I placed my hand behind Ari’s back and flipped her, imagining the photo of the sailor in the photo bending the girl back for their kiss.
She accepted my gesture and bent backwards as our lips met. The gesture was corny, but the kiss was real. Our tongues entwined, and I was grateful for the extra few seconds bending her over offered as I discovered exactly how compatible Ari and I were.
By the time I pulled her back up, I was already hard.
“Wow,” Shawna said. “Where’s mine? I want that!”
“Oh, you want the real version?” I asked.
“Lay it on me!”
I grabbed my girlfriend around the waist and repeated the gesture. She loved it, and once again she kissed me sloppily. But it didn’t deter me. I really needed to get her alone tonight.
A few minutes later we headed through the crowd back to our hotel.
“Ari, I have an announcement to make,” I said.
“Oh yeah?”
“I would like to inform you that I will be having the wildest monkey sex with your friend here this evening. I leave it up to you whether you give us the room for a few hours, stay and watch, or join in. But if you stay, you don’t get to hog my girlfriend all night, as I will be using her body for nefarious deeds.”
“Aww, I was hoping to get her alone myself,” Ari said.
“Rawr,” Shawna said with a giggle. “But is that okay, Ari? Will you be alright down at the bar for a few minutes?”
“Yeah, of course. You do you.”
“A few minutes? More like hours,” I said. “Probably until the sun comes up.”
“Fifteen minutes will be fine,” Shawna said. “I’ll be passed out by then.”
“Don’t think that will stop me,” I said.
“Eww!”
“With your consent, of course.”
“Well, yeah. Knock yourself out.”
“I don’t even care,” Ari said. “Take the room to yourselves, but if you decide to go for another round after I’m asleep, go for it. Just don’t be too loud.”
Up in our room we wasted no time. Shawna looked great in her dress, so I didn’t even let her take it off before bending her over with her hands on the bed as I took her from behind.
Her panties were wrapped around her ankles as I ravaged her. Shawna was cute with a nice smile, red hair, petite figure and nice sized tits, but she was lacking in the ass department.
Leaving her dress on was a nice addition, as I could still use her hips for support to pull myself deeper inside her.
Neither of us lasted long. She reached her orgasm before we even had time to switch positions, and I filled her up moments later as she tightened around me.
Sure enough, she was in bed snoring right around fifteen minutes from when we first arrived in the room. I cleaned up a little and finished my bedtime routine before climbing into bed next to her, naked to match her in case I could wake her up for another round later.
Twenty minutes passed, and I was almost asleep when there was a knock on the door.
“It’s me,” I heard Ari faintly. “I don’t have a key!”
I put on some boxers and got up to let her in.
“Hey, there you are,” she said from the hallway.
I was surprised to see a guy standing next to her. He gave a menacing vibe, and I instantly knew I didn’t like him.
“Come on, let’s go back to my room,” he said drunkenly.
“Pete here was kind enough to buy me drinks tonight, but I told him I’m too tired to continue our chat.”
“Is this your boyfriend?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said. “Sorry, man. My girl here has gotten a little too good at getting free drinks.”
“Why were you downstairs without him? He’s probably your brother or something. Come on, the night is young. Let’s go back downstairs!”
“He’s my boyfriend,” Ari said.
“Yeah right!”
“Thanks for escorting my girl back from the bar,” I said.
“I don’t appreciate being lied to. I know that-”
I grabbed Ari and pulled her in for the second kiss of the night. This one wasn’t for fun, it was more about me claiming her as mine. She responded, this time more submissive, but still a damn good kisser.
I turned to her escort. “Happy New Year, man. Hope you find what you’re looking for.”
The guy turned around and began walking. “Fucking cock tease,” he mumbled.
I pulled Ari inside and locked the door behind us.
“Sorry,” she said.
“Don’t be. I’m the reason you had to deal with that asshole in the first place.”
My arm was still around her waist, so I removed it.
“Is Shawna asleep already?”
I let the sounds of drunken snoring answer her question.
She giggled. “I guess so.”
“Hey, look where we are.”
“Where?”
“I’m standing in front of the bathroom door, topless. I guess we’re even.”
She chuckled. “Well, if you’re waiting for me to change out of my dress, you’re sadly mistaken.”
“Suit yourself. I guess the bathroom is open, if you’re into that kind of thing.”
“Obviously,” she said as she took a step forward and faced me. “Hey, I’m a little too drunk, but I still know I should absolutely not be doing this.”
“What’s tha-” I started to say before being interrupted by Ari’s tongue in my mouth. “Mmm.”
This kiss was the best yet. Slow, sensual, and by far the most taboo. There was no pretense here. Just two people making out when they knew they shouldn’t.
My hands wasted no time. They explored her ass, around her thick thighs, up the curve of her waist to finally reach her large tits.
Another few seconds and I would have pulled down her top. But she backed away instead with a small smile as she licked her lips.
“Thanks, by far the best ‘boyfriend’ kiss I’ve had in a long time.”
“Glad I could be of service,” I said as I watched her turn and step into the bathroom.
I expected the door to shut in my face, but instead she turned to face the mirror and pulled down the top of her dress, exposing her tits once more.
I’d only had a quick glance the first time, and I’d convinced myself I had been romanticizing them as I’d tried to picture them throughout the night. But they were everything I remembered and more. They were shockingly round, looking even bigger uncovered, and they had no right being so ridiculously perky.
For a moment, I wondered if she’d forgotten me in a drunken haze. But her eyes glanced over for a second, and the sly smirk gave away her game. Her gaze dropped to my boxers, and it was satisfying to see her eyes widen slightly at the state she’d left me in.
I stepped into the room and stood behind her before pulling her blonde hair aside to kiss her neck.
She turned her head to face me, and we resumed kissing before I had the sense to reach out to close and lock the door quietly.
I grabbed her by the ass and lifted her up onto the sink, not as easy a task as if she had been my petite girlfriend in the next room.
Ari had ass, she had thighs, she had large tits, she had the thickness. I wasted no time by grabbing her tits with both hands and rubbing my face between them.
She laughed as I enjoyed myself, kissing, squeezing and sucking as I familiarized myself with the best friend of the girl I was dating.
“I know you like them, but come kiss me,” she whispered. I granted her request.
My hands continued to explore, acting on autopilot as I reached down her leg to find her high heels. I had to stop myself from removing them, reminding myself they were style over comfort, and if she’d managed to keep them on up until now she could afford to leave them on a bit longer.
Next, I pulled down her underwear, just as I had with my girlfriend an hour earlier. I half expected her to protest, but she only kissed me harder. My hand reached between her thighs to find her wet and ready.
Her hands were just as active as mine. I felt her drop my boxers, causing my cock to bounce out, already hard enough to point directly at her.
“Holy shit,” she whispered. “She wasn’t exaggerating.”
She gripped me and gave a couple of pumps before guiding me to her exposed pussy.
I didn’t mention protection and she didn’t either. Of course it was a bad idea, but so was this entire situation.
I’d taken my girlfriend hard and fast, being too horny and impatient to offer anything more than a drunk, sloppy hookup. So I wanted to do more here, but it was already moving too fast. There was no way I was going to resist.
Before even giving my body the order I was inside her, thrusting into this sexy blonde on the bathroom counter as she wrapped her arms around my neck to pull me closer.
“Fuuuuck!” she hissed. “Don’t let me get too loud!”
“I’ll try,” I said as I kissed her.
Why was I kissing her so much? It was risking turning this whole thing romantic, which was the last thing either of us needed. But she was such a good kisser it felt like kissing first and the fucking was only an extension of that. It felt incredible.
“God, you’re big,” she whispered. “I don’t think I’ve ever had a cock fill me like this.”
“Glad to find another satisfied customer,” I said as I pushed even deeper.
“Fuck!”
Despite our efforts to keep quiet, the sounds of our bodies slapping against each other felt incredibly loud echoing throughout the bathroom. Part of me wished I could hear if my girlfriend was still dead asleep, but if not it was probably too late already.
“Being quiet right now is the hardest thing I’ve done in my life,” she said.
I looked up to see us in the mirror. Her legs were propped in the air behind us, so I grabbed them to help support get and let her enjoy herself. Her dress still half on, her heels raised behind her, there was something lewd about the visual of fucking a girl in her full makeup and high heels still on.
I pulled up her legs over my shoulder and slowed down a bit, knowing this position would push my cock into the limits of her depths.
“Fuck that’s deep!” she gasped. “I’m not going to last!”
“That’s the plan.”
“I don’t think I can be quiet!”
I looked around the white marble counter and came up blank, so I bent over to grab a folded hand towel from the shelf under the sink and pushed it into her mouth.
“Mmmmph!” she grunted as I watched her eyes widen. “Mmmmm!”
Her eyes closed, her entire chest pushed up as her legs wrapped around me. Finally her body began convulsing, her arms and legs shaking as she reached an orgasm she must have desperately needed.
It lasted long enough I feared it would bring my own, but I didn’t want to end this yet. We were already fully committed, why not make the most of it?
“Mmmm!” she moaned as she collapsed back on the counter.
I pulled the towel out of her mouth. “Was it good for you?”
“So good,” she whispered, her eyes still closed. “Did you finish?”
“Not yet.”
“Oh ... I don’t think I could do that again. Not right now.”
“You don’t give yourself enough credit,” I said as I picked her up.
Her legs wrapped around me again, and she rested her head on my shoulder as I held her.
“You’re strong.”
“You’re light.”
She chuckled. “I may be a lot of things, but I’ve never been accused of that.”
“How’s your pussy?”
“Numb. But in a very satisfied kind of way.”
“Good. That means you’re almost ready for round two.”
“I’m serious, Kyle. I really don’t think-”
“I’ll be gentle. At least until you tell me otherwise.”
“I think ... I just need to pass out.”
I nudged my dick against her. “He says you’ll be awake for a little while longer.”
She sighed. “I’ll try, but no promises.”
“That’s my girl.”
“No, your girl is in the next room.”
I set her down with her legs finally touching the ground. “Bend over.”
“I ... I really don’t think-”
“That was not a request.”
She obeyed by leaning forward on the counter and pushing up her ass to bend her back at the perfect angle.
“That’s my girl,” I said as I once again pushed to her entrance.
“Gentle!” she whispered.
“Of course,” I said as I entered her easily from behind.
My goal wasn’t to simply fuck her again, it was to continue the session from before. I wanted to build her orgasms on top of each other, so I slowly filled her and let her readjust to the large object inside of her, only moving my hips a fraction of an inch at a time to warm her back up.
“Mmm, that feels kind of nice,” she admitted.
Shallow, gentle movements slowly turned deeper, faster, until I was softly fucking her once more.
“Mmmm.”
I grabbed her hair from the scalp where I knew it would hurt less and pulled her up to face me in the mirror.
“Hey beautiful,” I said to her reflection. She grinned. “Are you ready for me to ravage you?”
“Not yet,” she whispered. “I’m enjoying this.”
“Just give the word.”
I was careful not to push too deep, only digging into her on a surface level as my other hand gripped and bounced her ass cheek.
Her hands pushed off from the counter to support herself, and she stared into the mirror at me as she took a deep breath. “Ready.”
“You got it,” I said as I spanked her as quietly as I could. It was still far too loud in the tiny space.
“Ahhhh!” she yelled, far too loud, as I began fucking her in earnest.
“Shhh,” I hissed, despite the sounds of my hips slapping against her ass probably being far louder.
“That feels so fucking good!” she whispered.
I tried to slow down, to manage the sound, but my hips were moving on their own at this point. They had been holding back for far too long.
She was panting, still too loud. I debated pushing the towel in her mouth again, but figured it was only one small noise compared to the full picture of our dirty bathroom sex experience.
“Fucking fuck me!” she whispered as I sped up, giving her long, deep thrusts as I hit the part I’d been waiting for her to be able to take. “Holy fuck!”
Smack. Smack Smack. Her panting, moaning, whimpering as I fucked her mercilessly.
“Are you close?” I asked.
“Yessss!”
“I’m right there with you,” I said.
“Keep going! Just ... FUCK ME!”
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