Be Care What You Wish For

Chapter 1

Mike lit the pipe and passed it to Jen. Jen took a long drag, and then fell back into the sofa and closed her eyes, letting the weed wash over her. In between puffs the pretty blonde sipped her wine, and soon she was in a relaxed haze. It didn’t take much for her to get high, as she was a petite girl.

Jen was 23 and Mike 26. Mike had dark hair and was a handsome guy. He had a lean body with a hairless chest.

Jen was a pretty girl. Her blonde hair and blue eyes gave her an innocent, wholesome look. She had a tight body from years of gymnastics and dance classes. She had little breasts and long beautiful legs.

Mike and Jen looked good together. They were one of those “beautiful couples.” The kind of couple that people looked at and said “yeah, they should be together, they fit.” They’d been dating and exclusive for almost two years. Jen had moved to New York City after graduating from college to follow her dream to make it on Broadway.

They’d met at a bar, Death & Co., in NYC’s East Village. Jen thought Mike was the most handsome man she’d ever met. Mike felt the same about her. She invited him up to her apartment that night. They became inseparable after that, and 6 months later, they were living together.

Mike caressed his girlfriend’s knee, running his fingers over her silky nylons. Jen’s shapely legs never failed to arouse him. His fingers traced up her legs until he reached the bottom of her mini-skirt. Aglow from the pot, she didn’t seem to notice. Mike edged her skirt up, exposing more of her long legs.

Mike looked over at Greg, and grinned. They were friends and co-workers. Technically they were peers but Mike had leapfrogged Greg career-wise. They were nearing a crossroad at their company, as they were both up for partner and there were limited positions available.

Mike was a slam dunk for partnership, but for Greg things were uncertain. Also, at their company, it was up or out. So it was very possible that a few months from now, Mike would be a partner and Greg would be looking for a new job.

But they didn’t talk that, especially not now. Greg’s eyes were on Jen’s exposed legs. Mike loved showing off his girlfriend, and the wine and weed were heightening his passions. He edged Jen’s skirt higher. Jen realized what was happening and covered Mike’s hands with hers. She tried to push her skirt down but Mike playfully tossed her hands aside. Then he kissed her, pulling her towards him. Jen tried to pull back but Mike put an arm around her and covered her mouth with his.

The tussling caused Jen’s skirt to inch up higher. Greg’s eyes bulged when he saw the lace of Jen’s stocking tops. He had seen pictures of girls wearing garter belts and stockings on the Internet, but had never seen a girl wearing them in real-life.

Jen wore stockings and garter belts all the time. They made her feel sexy. And Mike was a major leg man, and she liked dressing up for her man.

Mike pushed Jen against the seat of the sofa. As he continued to kiss her, he reached between them and cupped her breasts. Jen glanced nervously over at Greg and tried to pushed Mike’s hand away. “No, Mike” she protested.

“Jenny baby,” Mike cooed as he kissed up her neck. “I can’t resist baby. I love you so much. And you’re so hot.” He pulled her arms above her head, and held them there with one hand. With his other he began unbuttoning her blouse. Jen struggled, trying to wiggle free. “No, Mike, not here,” she whined, her words slurring together because of the weed and wine.

Mike covered her mouth with his, cutting off further protests. He worked on the buttons until her blouse was completely unbuttoned. He then opened her blouse, exposing her lacy bra and flat tummy.

Mike grinned at Greg, who was breathing hard and had a huge tent in his pants. Mike pressed his cheek against Jen’s, turning her head to look at Greg. “I think you’ve given Greg a woodie,” Mike joke with a chuckle.

“Mike, stop!” Jen said, trying again to break away from his grasp. But Mike was too strong, and the wine and weed were sapping her strength. Mike continued to hold her hands above her head. With his other hand he traced the edge of her bra, his fingertips straddling her bare skin and bra. Then he began tracing the lacy patterns in the bra cups. He found her nipple and drew circles around it. “Nooooo,” Jen whined, trying to wiggle from his touch. Despite herself, she was becoming aroused.

Mike grinned as Jen’s nipples got hard and poked through her bra. He lowered his head and sucked her nipples through the soft material, causing his girlfriend to moan.

Mike was incredibly aroused. He liked showing Jen off — she was so fucking hot — and he often fantasized about another man touching his girlfriend. With his lust fueled by the weed and wine, he found himself beaconing to Greg. “Come over here buddy.”

Greg walked over — a hard-on apparent in his pants — and sat next to Jen.

Mike grinned at Greg. “Doesn’t she have great tits? Don’t Kayseri Escort you want to touch them?”

Mike knew that Greg thought Jen was hot. He had never come out and said that, Greg was too timid and shy for that. But he knew from the way Greg checked her out whenever he thought no one was looking.

And Mike also knew that Jen liked Greg. Greg was shy and geeky, and she liked that. Most of Mike’s other co-workers were aggressive “Master of the Universe” kind of people. The place they worked — a trading firm on Wall Street — catered to those kinds of personalities. While Jen wasn’t crazy about Mike’s other co-workers, she liked Greg. Mike didn’t think she was attracted to him physically, but she liked him as a person.

Greg’s eyes were locked on Jen’s breasts. His body was frozen though, as he was too timid to take Mike’s invitation to touch her.

When Greg didn’t move, Mike reached over and took his hand. He guided him to Jen’s bra-covered tits. Jen shook her head as Greg cupped her. She didn’t say anything though. Her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing hard.

Mike held his hand over Greg’s as he showed him how Jen liked to be touched. “That’s it,” he said encouraging. “Like that. Cup and caress her. Rub her nipples between your fingers. They’re really sensitive.”

Jen’s hard nipples were denting her bra. Mike watched as Greg rubbed his girlfriend’s hard nipple between his thumb and finger through the lace of the bra. “Ahhhh,” Jen moaned, her head rolling back.

Mike moaned too, as he saw his girlfriend reacting to another man’s hand on her. “Yeah, like that Greg,” he said to his friend, his voice a lustful, husky whisper. “Keep rubbing her nipples.”

“Ahh, ahh,” Jen moaned as Greg did exactly that.

Mike leaned down and kissed Jen’s lips. Then he moved his mouth to her ear and whispered, “I love you.” As he said this, he reached under her and unsnapped her bra. “I love you so much” he said again as he moved his hand to her front and pushed her now loosened bra up off her breasts.

Greg’s eyes went wide and he sucked in his breath as he saw Jen’s naked breasts for the first time. They were perfect. Small yet perfectly formed, like little ripe melons, with perky upturned nipples.

Exposing his girlfriend’s breasts to another man’s eager eyes inflamed Mike even more. “Touch her,” he said, his voice hoarse and urgent. Then, when it looked like she was about to object, Mike whispered into her ear “Jenny baby, it’s okay, I’m right here, let him touch you.”

Greg’s hands were shaking as he tentatively reached out towards Jen’s naked breasts. He felt dizzy as he cupped both her breasts in his hands. He felt her hard nipples pushing into his palms.

“Suck her nipples, go ahead, suck them,” Mike urged Greg.

Greg looked from Mike to Jen. She looked back at him, her cheeks flushed, her lips parted. She looked distressed, but she didn’t say no. He gently squeezed her breasts. Then he rolled his thumbs over her nipples. Jen clenched her teeth at his touch, and arched her back. Mike moaned at his girlfriend’s reaction to the touch of another man.

“Suck her nipples!” Mike demanded, his alpha personality coming to the forefront as the lust grew inside him.

Greg felt more confident since Jen seemed to like what he was doing. He lowered his head and took one of her nipples in his mouth. He cupped and kneaded her breast as he nibbled and rolled his tongue around and over her nipple. It tasted so good! He rubbed her other nipple with his thumb and forefinger.

“Aah aah aah,” Jen moaned as pleasure coursed through her body. Her nipples had always been incredibly sensitive, one of her main erogenous zones. It was like an electric wire from them to her little clit. Mike had let her hands go, so her fingers clawed at the cushions of the sofa as Greg played with her nipples.

Mike pressed his lips over Jen’s, and they both eagerly tongued each other. Then she felt her boyfriend slide his hands down her body, over her unbuttoned blouse, and then onto her short, knit skirt. He reached the end of the skirt, his fingertips on her stockinged thighs. Then he curled his fingers around the hem of the skirt. He pulled it up.

“No Mike …,” Jen whined, but her protests were lost in Mike’s mouth as he continued to kiss her. She tried to push her skirt back down but Mike pushed her hands away. Then, she didn’t have the will to protest any more as Mike pulled her skirt up. Within moments, her legs and panties were completely exposed to Greg’s eyes.

“Oh god …,” Greg moaned as he looked at Jen’s exposed legs and panties. She was wearing black stockings with tops of elaborate lace. The tops were stretched where they attached to the straps of her garter belt, which was also black with gold embroidery and edged with delicate lace. Her panties (and her unsnapped bra) matched the garter belt.

All the lingerie was from La Perla, the high end boutique on Madison Avenue across from Central Park. Jen Kayseri Escort Bayan could never afford such expensive lingerie on her own — she’d had minor roles in a few musicals, mostly part of the chorus, but at the moment she was looking for her next gig. More than that, she was waiting to be “discovered.” It didn’t matter though, because Mike was doing well at his job. He loved her, they were a couple and lived together, so he was supporting both of them. As part of that, he was more than happy to buy sexy dresses, high heels and lingerie for his beautiful girlfriend.

Mike pushed Greg away from Jen’s breasts. Greg was momentarily startled, thinking that his friend had changed his mind and was now pissed. But Mike replaced Greg’s lips on Jen’s nipples, and he pushed Greg to the floor. “Get between her legs,” he said between licks of her hard nipples. He gripped her inner thigh and pulled her legs open.

Jen felt Greg moving between her open legs. “Wait, stop,” she gasped, and suddenly it seemed that time stopped. She looked first at Mike, who was looking back at her. His hand still cupped one of her bare breasts. They were both breathing hard, and Jen’s eyes were heavy lidded as Mike rubbed her nipple with his thumb.

Then Jen looked at Greg. He was on his knees between her parted legs. His eyes were on her legs, and her panties. With awe in his voice, he gushed “You’re so beautiful Jen.” The sincerity in his voice charmed her, so she didn’t stop him when he put his hands on her thighs. He gently caressed the lace of her stocking tops, and traced his fingertips along the straps of her garter belt, and said (with the same awe in his voice) “This is so amazing.”

Then he placed his palms on the bare skin above her stockings. “Your skin is so soft,” Greg said. Then he looked at Jen. He looked into her eyes as he said again “You’re so beautiful Jen.”

The genuineness and sincerity in Greg’s voice disarmed Jen, and whatever protests she still had ebbed away. Mike sensed the change in her. He moved his hand to Jen’s panties. She sensed what he was about to do and put her hand over his to stop him. But it was a half-hearted protest, and there was nothing she could do when Mike curled a finger under her panties, and pulled it to the side.

Suddenly Jen’s pussy was exposed to Greg’s eyes. Her pussy was a short slit with slim lips on either side, pressed together and a shade darker than the surrounding skin. She kept herself neatly trimmed.

Mike excitedly looked at Greg looking at his girlfriend’s pussy. “Pretty right?” he said, his voice low and hoarse from excitement.

“Yeah ….,” Greg said, his eyes locked on the most intimate part of Jen’s body. Then he looked up at Jen’s face and said “You’re so beautiful.” Mike saw them lock eyes — he saw them share an intimate moment — and for the first time, a twinge of jealousy ran down his spine.

To his surprise, the feeling thrilled him. He didn’t understand why. But he was too much in lust to think about it. “Lick her,” he said to Greg. His voice was a hoarse whisper, but the sexual tension in the room was so high, it was like a shout in a quiet church.

“Mike ….,” Jen said, shaking her head but not pulling away.

Greg looked unsure. He moved his hands up Jen’s legs, and she sucked in her breath when his fingertips moved from her stockings to the bare skin above. As before, he traced up the straps of her garter belt, stopping just shy of her pussy.

He hesitated and looked at Mike for permission. Mike nodded his head. Then, with his friend’s permission, he lightly rubbed his thumb up and down Jen’s slit.

Jen was breathing hard, her heart pounding. Her eyes were on Greg as he touched her. He moved his thumb up her slit again, and then stopped there. Greg couldn’t see it, but under the hood he felt her clit. It was hard like a pearl. Greg rubbed circles over it.

“Oh god, Greg …,” Jen moaned as his touch sent waves of pleasure through her body. “Greg ….”

Mike felt jealous again as he heard his girlfriend say another man’s name in the throes of sexual pleasure. Again, the jealousy inflamed him, it made his head spin, it made it hard to breath. “Lick her,” he said again, this time his voice even more urgent.

Greg hesitantly lowered his head and extended his tongue. Mike felt his girlfriend shudder as his friend began to lick her. “Oh ah ah ah,” she moaned as he licked up and down her slit.

“That’s right,” Mike said, his voice a husky, desperate whisper. “Lick over her pussy lips. Yes, that’s right, like that. Now twirl your tongue around her clit. Yes, like that. Now pull up the skin. See her clit? Lick it. Yeah, like that. Do it again.”

“Oh god,” Jen groaned, as Greg licked directly around and over her clit. She squirmed, no longer trying to get away, but in response to Greg’s ministrations.

“Now stick your finger into her,” Mike said. “That’s right, in and out, finger fuck her. Yeah, like that. Keep licking her. Now rub your Escort Kayseri thumb over her clit.”

“God, god, oh god,” Jen groaned, her moans coming continuously. She moved her hands down to Greg’s head, gripping his hair. “Oh god ……”

“Harder Greg! Lick her clit harder!” Mike urged. Jen felt herself going over the edge. She clamped her hands around Greg’s head and smashed her pussy into his face. “God, oh god, I’m cumming!”

Mike’s heart pounded in his chest. He couldn’t believe he had just seen another guy fondle and eat out his girlfriend. He got on the floor and pushed Greg away. “Move over,” he said to Greg as he unbuckled his pants and took out his hard cock. Mike ripped off Jen’s flimsy panties and then thrust his hard cock inside her. He felt raw and dark, his passions out of control. He smashed his lips against Jen’s, thrusting his tongue into her, just like he was thrusting his cock into her pussy. After just a few moments Mike came inside his girlfriend.

Mike collapsed onto Jen, holding his weight on his elbows. Jen wrapped her arms around her boyfriend. They were both panting, both thinking about what they’d just done.

But Mike wasn’t done yet. To his surprise, he was still lustful after cumming. He pulled out of Jen. His cock was already hardening again.

“Take it out Greg,” Mike told his friend. “Let Jen see it.”

Greg was so turned on his body was shaking. Mike screwing Jen before his very eyes was the most exciting thing he had ever seen in his life. He got onto the sofa, on his knees, facing Jen. Then he pulled down his pants. His cock popped out. It was inches from Jen’s face.

Mike was surprised at Greg’s size. While taller, Greg was slim like Mike. He had assumed a slim guy like Greg would have about the same size penis, especially given how shy and geeky he was.

But Greg’s cock was bigger than Mike’s. Noticeably bigger. A couple inches longer, maybe three inches, and thicker. As Jen stared at Greg’s bigger manhood, Mike felt that tinge of jealousy again.

“Jenny baby,” Mike said, his voice an excited, husky whisper. “Open your mouth.”

Jen looked at her boyfriend. Mike gave her an encouraging nod. Then she looked back at Greg’s cock. She was still breathing hard, her heart was pounding. All this was crazy. Crazy! In the back of her mind, she knew they’d all regret this night, there were always consequences. But now she was just as turned on as Mike and Greg. And she was curious about this big thing that was inches from her face.

Jen opened her lips.

All hesitation was gone with Greg. He moved forward, pushing his cock into Jen’s mouth. “Oh god,” he groaned as Jen’s soft lips and tongue closed around his cock.

Mike moaned too, at the sight of another man’s cock in his girlfriend’s mouth. His cock was hard again, and he began stroking himself. Then Jen began bopping back and forth on Greg’s shaft, and Mike’s head and cock practically exploded.

This went on for a few minutes, and Mike sensed that Greg was close to cumming. “Greg, switch places with me,” he said. His voice was so hoarse from excitement he was almost hard to understand.

Once again, Greg didn’t hesitate. He quickly got off the sofa and moved between Jen’s parted legs. At the same time, Mike got onto the sofa. He got on his knees just as Greg had been moments before. He pressed his cockhead against Jen’s lips. Normally she’d hesitate to swallow him, as he’d been inside her moments before. But they were past that now. Now she was just as lustful as the men, so she immediately opened her lips and took her boyfriend’s cock into her mouth.

Greg was holding his hard cock, the head almost touching Jen’s pussy. He looked at Mike and the men locked eyes. Mike nodded, wordlessly giving Greg permission to fuck his girlfriend.

Greg turned back to Jen and guided his hard cock to Jen’s pussy. When his cockhead touched her pussy, she took Mike’s cock out of her mouth and said “Greg, you have to use a condom. I’m not on the pill.”

Greg didn’t seem to understand. He looked questioning at Mike. Mike said “She’s allergic to it.”

Mike reached over to the side table, where they kept a box of condoms. He handed one to Greg. He struggled to get it on, because it was a smaller size than he usually used, but eventually he got it rolled down his shaft.

Both Mike and Jen were looking at Greg as he sheathed himself. Mike nodded again at Greg, once again giving him permission. Holding his cock as a guide, Greg positioned his cock between Jen’s pussy lips. Then he pushed in.

Jen’s body tensed as she felt Greg penetrate her. Mike moaned as he saw another man’s cock entering his girlfriend’s body.

“Ah ah ah,” Jen moaned as Greg pushed into her. Then she grimaced as it got to be too much, too fast, as he was bigger than she was used to. She put her hand on his chest and said, “Slow, go slow.”

Greg went slower, holding himself on his arms as he slowly pushed into her. Eventually he made it all the way in. It was an exertion though, and sweat beaded both Jen and Greg’s brows.

Then Greg began moving back and forth, slowly at first, and then faster.

Once again, Mike felt like he was going to explode. He felt lightheaded. His girlfriend was getting fucked by another man!