Friends Suck
Copyright© 2025 by Naughty Sarah
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A happily married young woman who teaches a dance class meets another woman and quickly becomes enraptured with her. They become good friends, and, soon thereafter, lovers. It's a wonderful journey and exploration of sapphic love with plenty of erotic interludes of the heterosexual variety too! Will Sasha and Emma's husband hook up too? Read and find out! :-)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Workplace Group Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys
She seemed to be realizing for the first time that she had one hand beneath the sheet, moving between her legs.
“Get over here, stud. My motor’s running and I need some gas!”
Jake stood there and grinned at her as he finished drying his hair.
“‘My motor’s running and I need some gas’?” he said. “Are you reading Motor Trend or Penthouse?”
She leered pointedly at his crotch, where his dick was already half-hard. “Gimme that big gas hose!” “Fillerup?”
She groaned. “I give up!”
He turned briefly and tossed the towel with the expertise of practice. It hung on the knob of the bathroom door. “Will I get a good tip?”
“Two of ‘em.” She pulled the sheet of her chest, exposing her pert, firm breasts. “But I want a tip, too!”
He stood beside the bed, his prick still hardening and already impressive.
“Just the tip?”
Emma rolled lithely to her hand and knees, the sheet falling completely away from her tight body. She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the tip of his prick and immediately began sucking and licking it. Sometimes it seemed like she could never get enough of her husband’s big cock -- and sometimes it seemed there was too much of it for her to handle.
Jake sighed deeply and caressed his wife’s dark hair as she drew more and more hardness into his dick. He looked down at her sleek back, her tiny waist, her hard little ass cheeks drawn so tightly by her position. She was moving her hips slowly from side to side, something that nine years of marriage had taught him to spot as a signal that she was exceptionally horny.
What the hell had she been reading?
He bent from the waist and picked up the magazine. Penthouse -- the letters.
Her mouth pulled off his cock. “Hey, you want to read or play, bub?”
He knelt on the bed and rolled her onto her back as he dropped the magazine. He crawled over her and held his weight off her tiny frame with his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She grabbed him around the neck with her arms and around the waist with her legs and pulled him down to her. His cock was trapped against her flat tummy as their lips opened and their tongues dueled.
After a few minutes, he pulled away and began kissing his way down over her neck and shoulders. He licked her hard nipples and then lightly nipped one. She squirmed against him.
Abruptly, he reached back and grabbed the magazine. He handed it to her. “I want you to read me the one that got you so turned on.”
“And what are you going to be doing?”
He began sucking one nipple while he ran one hand down to caress her side and her hips.
“I’ll think of something...”
“Oh!” she gasped when he resumed suckling at her small, hard breasts.
He stopped and looked up at her, brown eyes wide and graying hair tousled. “Well?”
She began to read aloud as he kissed her belly and moved still lower. Her breathing became ragged and her words occasionally garbled. By the time she finished reading the letter, he had her thighs over his broad shoulders, her little ass cupped in his hands and his face pressed hungrily into her crotch.
His tongue was all over her dripping cunt, but he wasn’t touching her clitoris -- yet. Emma squirmed and hunched her hips, trying to get that final contact, but he was gripping her buttocks tightly in his strong hands and restricting her movements. She brought her hands up to her breasts and pinched her nipples, her moans getting louder and louder.
He could tell she was getting close to the Big One by the twitching of her ass cheeks and the amount of juices running out of her. He shifted his fingers just enough so one was just pressing against her constricted anus and she immediately began grinding against it.
Then he took her swollen clit in a lip-grip and let the tip of his tongue just barely graze it.
“YESSSSS! AHHHHhhhh! Oh! Oh!” Emma was a screamer.
She locked her thighs on his head and tried to somehow grind her cunt into his mouth while jabbing her trim butt down at the stiffened fingertip. She could feel her pussy spasming as she came and felt her asshole convulsing against the fingertip that was just beginning to penetrate.