Mate’s girl
Well, a few years back I was working at a bar and a girl gave me her number. Her name was Hannah. I ended up dating her for a few months. By dating, I mean fucking regularly. She wasn’t anything special and looking back on it she was pretty crazy and if I’d known then what I know now, I probably not have messaged her, but I did, and that’s another story.
Anyway, Hannah wasn’t super attractive – probably a four, and quite overweight, but I was going through a bit of a dry spell at the time and we did have a few good times together for a few months before it all went super crazy and I swore never to contact her again. Probably one of the best things about her was that she did like me to fuck her regularly. Yeah, she was always up for it. Unfortunately as well as being quite overweight, she didn’t have the tightest pussy, and after fucking her to orgasm, it had loosened up a bit from when I first stuck it in, making it difficult to cum.
Dirty girl that she was, she did let me unload myself in her any time I wanted, so I alternated between either fucking her hard and fast so I could blow before she’d loosened up, or taking it out and finishing by hand. The times I finished by hand, she’d get me to kneel in front of her spread legs whilst I spanked the monkey, and she would hold herself open so that I could see right into her gaping wet hole. This was so that when I came, I’d move my cock close to her body and my cum would spray out over her pussy and inside her. Sometimes she’d like to watch me to work myself to the point of orgasm by hand and then push the head of my cock inside her right before I shot my load so she’d get it all go into her hole. Sometimes she liked me to spunk all over her pubes – she didn’t shave at all – and then rubbed it all over herself with the palm of her hand. What can I say, she liked my hot spunk inside her pussy!
Anyway, hanging around with her for a while, I also got to know her friends. One in particular was super hot, tall, slim brunette, decent C cup breasts in proportion to her frame, probably an eight or nine – looked fantastic in a little black dress with gorgeous legs that went all the way up. Her name was Jen. She was also single, but off limits of course as I was fucking her mate. Very soon me and my mates went on nights out with her and her mates. One thing led to another and one of my mates called James got with Jen. I was pretty jealous of how much of a lucky fucker he was getting to fuck her. Quite often whilst I was fucking Hannah, I used to close my eyes and fantasise about fucking Jen and blowing my load deep in her cunt, but of course I’d not seen her naked. All I could do was imagine it.
One day I was around at James’ place, and we were chatting and drinking and we got talking about girls. I mentioned that the previous night, Hannah’s mother had heard us having sex and had asked her at breakfast to be a bit quieter. He asked me if I used condoms when I fucked Hannah, and I said that she preferred it without so that she was on the pill. He said that it was the same with Jen, she’d got a little thing put in her arm so that she wouldn’t get pregnant.
Thinking about Jen enjoying getting a hot load of cum inside her was quite a turn on – I knew she probably did as most girls do that these days, but to hear it for definite was a quite plus for potential fantasies. Still gutted that my mate was fucking her and I wasn’t, and of course that meant that he’d seen everything that was under that skimpy evening number she had worn on our last night out together.
I was still thinking about her when James announced he was popping down to the corner shop for some more beers. After he was gone for about five minutes, I saw he’d forgotten his phone on the coffee table. I was looking at it for a minute or so, and then it hit me, maybe he had some intimate photos or video of Jen in the nude. I picked his phone up, it was turned on. This was mid 2000’s before the age of smartphones and unlocking with fingerprints. Phones did come with cameras, but not many megapixels – and even though it was possible to lock them with a pin code, this wasn’t common and not enabled by default.
James had a Sony Ericsson W810i. I scrolled to ‘Gallery’ and ‘Video’. James had a lot of weird stuff on his phone, he was always showing me the latest funny vid. I was quickly flipping through video clips of porn stars squeezing cans of Pepsi out of their pussies, cartoon parodies of the scarecrow and the tin man going two’s up on Dorothy entitled ‘The Jizzard of Oz’ and videos of military helicopters expending vast amounts of minigun and rocket ordnance onto insurgents in Iraq. But I struck out. There were no video clips of Jen there. I clicked back to the Gallery folder and then into ‘Images’. There were a few miscellaneous photos, but then I found some which were obviously amateur porn shots of various girls, some who I recognised as being past girlfriends.
I scrolled through quickly, conscious that James could return at any moment and would no doubt wonder why I was going through his phone. I saw a few clothed shots of Jen on a recent night out, and then my heart jumped. I was staring at a topless photo of Jen. She had magnificent teardrop breasts, with cute puffy nipples, each one pointed slightly outwards. The next one was a full body shot, she was standing up with her legs together and her arms crossed under her breasts. Like Hannah, it seemed Jen didn’t much go in for shaving, she had a full hairy bush which hid any trace of what was underneath. Next one was better though, an open-legs shot of what was clearly Jen, but no face. However, I could see her pussy! I almost came in my pants, knowing I’d be thinking about that next time I spanked the monkey. But there were more. A photo of Jen in the shower, with glistening shining wet breasts. A photo of her from behind, her legs slightly apart so you could see her butt and pussy together. I kept scrolling.
The next photo, I saw I’d hit the jackpot. There was a photo of Jen, naked and lying back on some blue sheets with her legs spread and a smile on her face. She had her hand between her legs and using her index and middle finger to spread her pussy lips apart. It was clearly a post sex photo as her whole body was glistening with sweat and there was a wet patch on the sheets between her legs. I zoomed the photo. There was some white stuff dotting her pubes. I scrolled down. More white stuff was dribbling out of her pussy. I realised that I was looking at my mate’s cum dripping out of his girlfriend’s just fucked pussy, and what’s more, she had happily let him take pictures of that! And not just one. The next few photos were various close up shots of her spreading her pussy lips and his cum running out of her, and various other sexual poses. Perhaps thirty in all. Cameras weren’t great on phones back then, but the close-ups left nothing to the imagination.
I had to have them. I turned on Bluetooth on his phone and mine. It seemed like an age but finally they were all transferred. What a score! At that moment I heard the front gate squeal as James arrived back with the beers, I quickly disabled the Bluetooth, flicked back through the menus to the main screen and waited a few seconds for the screen to turn off. The phone was back on the coffee table the second I heard his key turning in the lock. He went straight past the door and back to the kitchen to get the beers in the fridge, and by the time he was back, his phone had settled back into standby mode.
I was scrolling through the gallery on my phone. All the photos had transferred successfully and he was none the wiser. “Everything alright mate?” he enquired, obviously catching some tension in the air. “Yeah mate, just got a text from Hannah asking how my evening’s going. When you next seeing Jen?” “At the weekend mate. Fancy a beer?” I accepted his kind offer – after all, I’d just sneaked photos of Jen and her well fucked pussy off his phone and my mouth was a little dry from the excitement.
Jen broke up with James a month or so before I finished with Hannah. I tried to pull her when I saw her a few months later, but of course she was having none of it – she said that nothing could happen between us as I’d been dating her best friend. To this day though I still have the photos. Those photos have been providing me with visual entertainment for over a decade!