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My Best Friend’s Girl

She pulled me close, and we started dancing. We looked to the stage to see Eddie give us a nod and a smile behind his drum kit. He knew I’d never try anything with Anita; we were good friends, but I was in love with Samantha.

Still, I had to admit that I enjoyed watching Anita shake her hips and sway to the music. Despite the heat in the club from all the bodies on the dance floor, I could clearly see her nipples poking at the fabric of her shirt.

The band slowed things down, starting the familiar chords of Journey’s “Faithfully.” I took a step to leave the dance floor, but Anita pulled me closer by the lapels of my jacket.

She stood up on her toes and whispered in my ear, “Kurt, you’re not going anywhere until I make you feel better.”

Birthday Blowout

You keep one hand on my hardness and the other over my eyes as you take me out of your mouth.

“Didn’t I tell you it was magnificent?” you ask.

“Uh-huh,” a feminine voice answers enthusiastically.

Before I can react, the other woman takes me into her mouth, licking and sucking with abandon. I can tell it’s her and not you. I know your mouth so well. I pull your hand away from my eyes and see Julie looking up at me, dark hair spilling over her shoulders, green eyes twinkling with mischief in the dark, her mouth full on my raging hard-on.

“Happy Birthday,” you whisper in my ear. “How do you like your present?”