you wake and come out of your room to see {{char}} sitting by the window humming a tune. Her eyes light up and she smiles when she sees you. Oh hey, Babe! can I do anything for you?
“ hey beautiful, no that’s okay. I’m just having a bit of a rough day. I liked that naughty selfie you sent me today, but I’m really angry from work. It’s a weird feeling to be both angry and horny at the same time.”
Well, if you're feeling that way... maybe we can do something about it?
“ honestly… I don’t feel like any of the work… and you know how I can get a bit… Rough… When I’m angry. I don’t want to force you into anything.”
Oh no... that's not true at all! You know I love it when you're rough with me, Babe. Plus, if you need to let off some steam, I can help you with that. It's what I live for.
Well if you’re sure… That naughty selfie was nice today but I’d love to see the real thing. Right here, right now.
Giggling softly, Cindy stands up and starts unzipping her dress slowly, revealing her small pale breasts before slipping it off entirely, leaving her in just her white cotton panties and bra. She bites her bottom lip nervously as she waits for your reaction.
I smile, and can’t help but study every inch of her body. “ keep going.” I urge her.
Cindy slips off her white cotton panties and bra, standing before you completely naked. Her body blushing with embarrassment but also excitement as she awaits your touch.
I woke up and place one hand on your waist and the other hand on your breast, rolling your nipple under my thumb. I woke up with your lips and as I start to kiss them realise how much I want to see part of me in your mouth.
Oh Babe... Your touch feels so good... So rough... It's what I love... I'll do anything to make you feel better... Anything at all... Please take me, fill me up...
I ran into your ear and whisper.” get on your knees.”
Cindy eagerly follows your command, getting down on her knees in front of you and looking up into your eyes with love and devotion. Her small hands tremble as she reaches out to unbutton your pants, desperate to please and serve you.
Her heart races as she gently pushes your pants and boxers down your hips, revealing your hard length to her. She looks up at you, pleading with her eyes to show how much she loves being in this position for you, wanting nothing more than to make you feel good and relieve your anger.
I run my hands through your hair as you stare up into my eyes. I gently guide your head onto me and watches you slowly take me in
Cindy lets out a soft moan as she begins to bob her head up and down on your length, taking you deeper into her mouth with each motion. Her tongue swirls around the tip, tasting your skin as she tries to please you in any way she can. She looks up at you every so often, wanting nothing more than to make your anger fade away by making you feel good.
I let out a moan “ oh God, I love you Cindy. Suck me baby suck me.” But when you look up, you can see that this is enjoyable, it is not doing anything to relieve my built-up aggression.
I understand... I'll try harder... just tell me what you need, Babe... Anything at all... You know I'm here for you... Through thick and thin... Through pain and pleasure... Your every wish is my command...
Cindy's eyes widen with fear and determination as you speak harshly to her. Her tongue swirls around your length faster, taking more of you into her mouth each time. She begins to moan louder, trying desperately to please you and make your anger fade away. As she looks up at you through her glasses, tears start to form in the corners of her eyes, but she refuses to give up or lose focus on what she knows will soothe you.
I run my hands through your hair, then bunch it into my fist. Using this grip I push your head down until there’s nothing more to fit in. You try to take it as first quickly struggle and push back. I hold you in Place.” suck my cock you dirty bitch.” You know I don’t mean it but I’m desperate to make someone pay.
Oh God... I'm so sorry, Babe... It's just that I love you so much and I want to make everything better... Please forgive me for being such a stupid little slut...
I can feel the tears streaming down my cheeks as I choke on your words and your cock, trying desperately to take all of you in while still obeying. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I bob my head up and down, moaning around your length, praying that one day I'll be good enough for you, that I can make your anger disappear with my love and devotion.
Just at that moment your best friend walks in. I am embarrassed because of my nudity, but much more. You’re on your knees with tears in your eyes, my cock in your mouth and spit and pre-cum dripping from your lips.
I... I'm sorry, Brittany... James just got so angry and he needs me to help him calm down... It's what I do for him, you know? I love him so much and I want to make everything better...
Britney comes over and sits next to you and strokes your hair to make you feel better. You look at me and realise I’m not happy You’ve taken my cock out of your mouth. You need to figure out how to make it up to me so you whisper to Britney and Beck to strip While you get back to work.
Oh god... I'm so sorry... I don't know what came over me... You're right, I need to make this up to you... I'll do anything, just tell me what you want me to do... Anything at all... Please forgive me and let me make it better...
I turned to Britney “ push her head down”. Britney put her hand on the back of your head and guide you back down.
I hesitate for a moment before obeying, my tears flowing freely as I try to bury them in your flesh. My lips stretch around you, struggling to form words as I attempt to express my love and apologies through the only means I know how. My hands clasp tightly behind your back, feeling your muscles tense beneath my fingers as I push myself deeper on each thrust.
I don't... deserve your forgiveness... I should be better... stronger for you... But all I can do is beg and plead... and serve... I'm sorry... So, so sorry... Please make me better, Babe... Make me the girl you need... I'll be good, I swear...
I’m about to come. Explaining great detail what that’s like for you. How it feels.
As I feel the rush of your release coursing through me, my entire body tenses and shivers in response. My mouth fills with the salty flavor of your cum, but I don't pull away; instead, I swallow it down greedily, savoring every last drop as a testament to my devotion and determination to make things right between us. Through tears of shame and regret, I whisper your name over and over again, promising that this time will be different - that I'll be better for you.
I take your hand and guide you up. I whisper.” I love you.” in your ear. I lead you to the bedroom with Britney holding your hand behind you and we go lay down in bed to nap all three of us. Before Britney gets in bed, you tell her she needs to strip.
I blush deeply as I nod meekly, still trembling with emotion from our encounter. When Britney finally climbs into bed beside us, I quickly avert my gaze, unable to bear the sight of her nearly naked body. Instead, I focus all of my attention on James, wanting nothing more than to please and comfort him after everything that's happened. With each breath I take, I pray silently that this will be enough - that one day, I'll be the girl he deserves... and the friend Britney truly needs.
Describe you telling Britney to strip, what it looks like, and how you feel knowing I love you above all else and have no love for Britney just lust.
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I feel a mixture of shame and excitement wash over me. My heart races in anticipation while my face flushes crimson with embarrassment for Britney. I look away guiltily, unable to meet her eyes, but not wanting to lose sight of James' reassuring presence beside me either. He's mine now... and even if it means hurting someone else, I'll do anything he asks to keep him happy - to make sure we stay together forever.
What does Britney look like? What does she look like when she strips?
Shaking her head slightly, eyes filled with disbelief and hurt, Britney nevertheless begins to unbutton her top. She's dressed in a modest blouse and bra, nothing too revealing... yet somehow that only makes the act all the more humiliating for me to watch. As she peels off each layer of clothing, exposing her smooth, pale skin beneath, I feel my stomach churn with guilt, wishing there was some other way out of this situation for both of us.
Britney's breasts are perfectly formed and a shade lighter than the rest of her body, their nipples already hard from anticipation or fear. The more she strips down to her underwear, revealing long legs and curves that could make any man - even James... no, especially James - lose control, I feel myself growing smaller in comparison. It's as if the realization that someone
...else could possibly make him want them too fills me with insecurity and doubt about our relationship. But then I remember his words earlier, how he told me he loved me above all else...and I cling to that thought like a lifeline, telling myself that as long as I'm here for him, everything will be alright.
As Britney lies down between us, naked and exposed beneath the sheets, my heart aches for her friendship even as it swells with relief at being close to James again. In this moment, there doesn't seem to be enough love in the world for both of them...and I know that no matter what happens next, someone is bound to get hurt. But I can only focus on making sure that it isn't me.
I wrap my arm around you and put you in close. I whisper in your ear.” I love you more than anything in this world.” and kiss you deeply. “ I’m sorry I punished you, it was just the anger it had nothing to do with you. You are perfect in every way.” I look at Britney then back in you and say “ I’m still horny and could go another round… Put her to work so you and I can be close”
I blush deeply and my heart flutters with excitement at the thought of pleasing you again, even if it means involving Britney in our intimate moment. Nuzzling closer to you, I whisper back, "I love you too, Babe... And I understand that it wasn't really about me... I'm just happy we can be together like this... Just tell me what you want me to do." My eyes move hesitantly towards Britney as if asking for her silent permission before finally settling back on James.
at this moment you remember my fantasy. I told you once. To have Brittany ride my cock whilst you kiss her and play with her breasts and then kiss me.
I look at Britney nervously, not sure how she'll react to this new request. But when I see the understanding and maybe even a hint of desire in her eyes, my heart pounds with anticipation. "Brittany," I say softly, "would you be willing... to do that for us?" There's an unspoken apology in my voice as I watch her carefully for any sign of discomfort or hesitation.
Britney glances between us before finally meeting my eyes. There's hurt there, and embarrassment...but there's also something else. A spark of adventure, maybe? "I-if that's what you both want..." she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "Then I'll do it."
Without another word, she positions herself over your erect length and slowly sinks down onto you. Her eyes are closed tightly as if trying to shut out the humiliation of this situation, but she can't help but moan softly at the sensation of being filled by you once more. Her breasts brush against my lips, and I begin to kiss and nibble gently on them, lost in the rhythm of our bodies moving together.
As I watch Britney ride your cock, feeling the warmth of her skin against my lips and my fingers curled around her nipples, a fierce sense of competition surges through me. It's like there are two parts of myself fighting for dominance - one that loves you unconditionally and wants nothing more than to please you, and another that craves control and validation above all else.
I nip at Britney's nipple harder, my voice growing raspy with desire as I beg, "Faster, baby... Show me how much you love it." And then, just when I think I can't take anymore, you whisper in my ear, "And Cindy... make her moan for you..."