I had my best friend Stacey and my friend with benefits, Quinton, over. We were hanging out but we all knew why we were really there, the only question was what would we do? Would Stacey watch us? Would we have a threesome? Honestly, the options were endless but I had a very specific appetite.

I moved close to Stacey and wished in her ear just so she could hear me.

“You know, Quinton’s been having a really rough time at work recently, he could really use some stress relief,” I said.

She raised an eyebrow.

“What kind?”

“I think he’d feel amazing if someone sucked him off, someone who wasn’t me,” I said. “You know you get tired of the same thing over and over.”

Stacey smiled and stood up.

“Quinton!” she said, draping her arms around her as she walked around his chair. “You seem so tense!”

He shifted in the chair as her hands ran down his chest. She moved around him and kicked open his thighs and kneeled between them, her hands running up from his knee almost to his crotch.

“Let me fix that.”

Quinton smiled and looked at me, I gave him a nod and then he quickly unzipped his pants. He was hard in a millisecond, especially once Stacey took his cock in her hands. She had just gotten her nails done a hot pink and she looked like the perfect little whore with my fwb’s dick in her hands. She licked his cock like an ice cream cone, gently and teasingly. He groaned as she dragged her tongue down his cock all the way to his balls and then back up again. He melted into the couch, the tension visibly leaving his body as Stacey opened her mouth and took his cock as far as she could.

She balanced on her knees, her skirt so short I could see her ass as she bobbed up and down on Quinton’s cock. She moaned as she sucked him off and he slipped a hand in her long hair, tugging on it and pushing her further down on his shaft.

“Fuck,” he groaned as he guided her mouth further and further down his cock. I made eye contact with him, watching as he took pleasure in my best friend’s mouth. I dipped my fingers between my thighs and began to rub at my clit through my leggings as I watched him. He smiled as he watched me, bucking into Stacey’s mouth enough to make her gasp.

They sped up and Stacey’s curls bounced around her shoulders as she went down on him over and over.

Finally, Quinton’s face flushed and the hand he had in her hair clenched. He came in her mouth, sighing as he did. Stacey pulled off his cock, choking on his cum. She looked up at me and I saw her lipstick was smeared all over as his cum dripped from her mouth and down her chin. I joined her on the floor, grabbed her face and kissed her. I could taste the cherry flavor in her lipstick and the saltiness of Quinton’s cum as I licked it from her lips. She moaned, her hands grabbing at my body but I stopped her.

I wanted her to service Quinton, I’d get my time later.