“Excuse me? I don’t think I heard you because it sounded a lot like you expected me to blow your friend once he gets back from his trip, like some sort of welcome home present or something.” I said.
 
“Sure! Why not? He would be so happy!”
 
“Well… Of course he would be happy…” I agreed. “But that’s not the issue here!”
 
“Well what is it then? It’s not like you don’t like to fool around.”
 
“Yeah, we fool around and it’s fun and all, but it doesn’t mean I’m going to start giving free blowjobs to just anyone!”

 

“Just to me right?” he said with a sly smile.
 
I couldn’t help but blush a little. I had to admit that I had a soft spot for him and his damn cock. I was absolutely fascinated with it. 
 
Besides, I love giving blowjobs and he tastes pretty good. Come to think of it, I can’t really remember when we started to fuck... Was it after that party at his place? Maybe… I can’t seem to remember anything specific about that night. Was there some sort of drinking game? Some sort of roulette? I have a blurry image of something spinning…
 
Anyway!
 
If he thought that I was now his little slut he could pimp out to who he wants, he was sorely mistaken.
 
“Well that could change if you insist on having such a poor attitude! Besides… You know things are different with us.”
 
“Yeah I know.” he said with a wink.
 
I melted. I felt a familiar rush of heat between my legs and I almost crumbled to my knees. And he knew it. For some reason, I found his little knowing wink so sexy… 
 
“I mean…” I said, trying to dispel my sudden arousal. “You know we have a special arrangement. No strings attached. We both can fuck whomever we want even if we like to bring each other off.”
 
“I do understand…” he said, taking a step towards me. “I’ll admit that no one looks quite as sexy as you when you scream your lungs out in a massive orgasm…”
 
He was teasing me. He must have noticed how aroused I was. Damn him… Now all I can’t think of is his cock…
 
“Flattery will get you nowhere Mister!” I lied, and he knew it.
 
“It’s just that… You suck me off in ways that make my toes curl… I just thought my friend would enjoy your talents… Know what I mean?” he said, winking again.
 
My knees buckled, but I managed to stay standing. I’m not sure how or why, because all I wanted in that instant was to drop to my knees and lavish his cock with my ‘talented’ mouth.
 
“You huh…” I said licking my lips. “I mean… You think I’m that good?”
 
“I don’t know…” he said as he took my hand and pressed it against his crotch. “Just thinking about it has made me… Hard.”
 
His last word was like a kick in the knees. I almost fell to the ground as my mouth started to water. Every damn time… Whenever I feel how hard he is, I just melt. Succumb… Submit… His cock was just so incredible. I always wanted to touch it… Taste it… Feel it on my skin… Feel it deep inside me…
 
“But maybe I’m mistaken…” he continued. “Maybe you are not as good as I think you are…”
 
HA! I thought as I fumbled with trembling fingers. Is that right? I’ll show him just how good I can be! And after I’m done blowing his mind, I tell him to stop saying such nonsense or else he won’t get to experience it again! Ha! That will make him think twice about pimping me out!
 
I didn’t give him an answer and finally took his cock out. For a moment, I just stopped and looked at it. God his cock was beautiful… Perfect… Strong… Images and feelings from past orgasms flooded my mind as I remembered all the times he fucked me senseless.
 
In the back of my mind, I vaguely thought it strange that I always seemed out of it when he fucks me. But that didn’t matter at the moment. His cock was out and oh so hard… I couldn’t resist it anymore.
 
I did like so many times before and lavished it with care and attention. Nothing else existed except me and his cock. I kissed… Licked… Stroked… Slapped… I slowly used all my little tricks and swirls in ways I had come to know he loved. He was right before, I just couldn't seem to refuse him when it came to sex. And boy did we like to fuck…
 
Thinking back, I probably suck his cock at least once a day… Not counting when that leads to full on sex. Sometimes he would just subtly guide my hand to his crotch and I would feel him already erect. Other times he would whisper sweet vulgar things in my ear and I would drop down to my knees.
 
It was a bother to go back home after one of our romps so a few nights a week, I just sleep over at his place now.
 
But all that faded away as I tasted him in my mouth. The texture of his cock head… The veins on his shaft… Everything about it fascinated me… I almost forgot what I was aiming to do! But I managed to hold firm and continued to give him one of my best blowjobs.
 
But he wasn’t done…
 
Without me noticing, we ended up both naked. I finally did when he grabbed my hair hard and pulled me off his cock. I looked at his slick cock and all I wanted was for him to let go so I could have it in my mouth again. I slowly came back to my senses as it swayed in front of me. I could see my spit dripping down from the tip. I also felt the drop fall on my bare tits. I finally looked up at him and he winked again, sending a wave of lust between my legs.
 
“Turn around.” He ordered.
 
I didn’t think about it, I just did as he wanted. When I’m this aroused, I knew he could fuck me how ever he wanted and as much as he wanted. I couldn’t get enough…
 
As soon as I turned, I felt his hands lift my butt off from the floor and I was on all fours. He teased my swollen lips for a brief moment before impaling my dripping cunt with all his magnificent length.
 
“AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!” I moaned as I felt his perfect cock fill me.
 
Perfect and exquisite… Those were the only thoughts going through my mind as he started to fuck me from behind. Each time I felt his whole length inside me, I came a little… More and more with each thrust, I felt myself cross over into a small yet pleasant orgasm.
 
No one fucked like him. I knew that. Ever since the first time, I knew I could never get enough. It was like his cock was made to be inside me, stretching me expertly to give me maximum pleasure.
 
My eyes rolled inside my head as my world shrank yet again to me and his cock…

---

 Mike
 

I could already see her falling in a light trance. I smiled at my own ingeniousness. Conditioning and a few simple triggers made her unable to resist my charms. Heck… I could fuck her anywhere and any time I wanted now. But the real fun was when she actually felt my cock go inside her pussy. 
 
That, in itself, was a trigger for her to enter a light trance. 
 
So every time we fuck, she falls in a light trance state. Nothing to deep mind you, I can fuck her like this and she would have the best of times without me bringing her deeper. Besides, she isn’t deep enough for me to implant anything. No… If I wanted that…
 
“God Heather… My cock feels so perfect in your sweat pussy. Heather was made for my cock.”
 
I watched her movements slow down until she didn’t fuck back. She stayed perfectly still as I fucked her slowly with long strokes. She was in a deep trance now. Of course, I had a trigger for her to fall into a deep trance when I was in public, but I liked it more when I brought her under this way.
 
“Can you hear me Heather?” I said as I slowly fucked her.
 
“HHhhmmmm….” She moaned. “Yess…..”
 
“Very good… Are you in your special place?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
 
“hhhhmmm…” She moaned again. “Yyyeeessssss…”
 
I always had my eye on Heather. Obsessed even… But she didn’t see me that way. We were friends and that was all she wanted from me. I finally decided it was time to bring our friendship to the next level. I arranged a very special party. She got to my place early to help me set things up and bring the food, like she always did.
 
And as always, we started to drink before the guest arrived. After a few drinks, I invited her to look at my special project in a back room. I told her it was supposed to be the main attraction for the party. She was eager to see it and followed me. The projector was set up in advance and with the alcohol she had drank, she was no match for my special brand of subliminal messages and spirals. 
 
That was the first of many sessions we spent in that room. It also happens to be where we fucked for the first time. What a night that was… It was that very night I thought about this special induction.
 
With each thrust, her mind falls back into a hypnotic trance. In effect, I really do fuck her senseless. The first few times, it took long fucks for the trigger to work, but now, with barely 5 thrusts, she is already in her light trance, ready to be flipped in her deep trance.
 
And when my cock is in her, I can implant all sorts of fun stuff.
 
“And what happens when you are in your special place?” I asked as I slowly thrusted in her.
 
“HHhmmm…” she moaned. “My mind is free… And open… I cannot resist… I obey…”
 
I had to slow down. Every time I heard her vacant mantra it threatened to make me blow my load.
 
“Very good… Tell me Heather, do you like to make me happy?”
 
“Hhhmmm… More than anything…”
 
“Very good… What would you do to make me happy?”
 
“Hhhmmm… Anything… I would let you… hhhhmmmm… Fuck me however you wish… hhhmmm… Whenever you want… hhhhmmm…”
 
“Very good Heater… That makes me VERY happy… Especially when you suck my cock whenever I want. Do you like to suck my cock Heather?”
 
“Hhhhmmm... Oh yes… It is the best thing in the world… HHhhmmm… I know it makes you so happy…”
 
“That it does… Do you want to know something else that would make me VERY happy?”
 
“HHhmmm… Yes…”
 
“I would like to know… To believe… That you are all mine… That your body and talents are all mine to enjoy… That would make me VERY happy. Tell me Heather? Would you like to be all mine? To make me feel that happy?”
 
I had already guided her here a few times before and she had trouble with the concept at first. But as I slowly impaled her, she had already accepted this, deep down in her subconscious. Her waking self acted on it, but she didn’t realize why. I was just touching base with her to get her where I wanted her mind to go.
 
“Hhhmmm… yes… Of course I would… Hhhmmm… I’m all yours… Yours to enjoy…”
 
“That makes me very happy… But, there is something else you could do that would make me even happier… Would you like to know what that is?”
 
“Hhhmmm… Oh Yes…”
 
“You know how I am, I love to help out and make my friends happy. You know how happy it makes me, yes?”
 
“HHHMMM… Yes…” she moaned.
 
“Would you like to help me? To help me make my friends happy?”
 
“HHHmmmm Yes...”
 
“I know of the perfect way for you to help me. I know you inside and out. I own you. Don’t I Heather?”
 
“HHHHMMM YES…” she moaned even louder.
 
I had since boosted her pleasure at the concept of ownership. She responded very little to idea at first, but after so many sessions and so many fucks… Deep down, she loved to be owned by me.
 
“Yes… I own you body and soul… Your mind is free and open to me. Isn’t it Heather?”
 
“HHHmmm… Yes…”
 
“I can change your thoughts… Make you better… Help you so you can make me the happiest man in the world… You want me to do that to you… Isn’t that right Heather?”
 
“Hhhmmm Yes…”
 
I had trouble with this concept at first, but we worked so hard on it that now, she accepts all changes I wanted to make in her. Subconsciously anyway…
 
“Very good…” I said, still stroking myself in her. “I’m happy when I can share my things. When I can offer my friends things they don’t have. It makes me very happy.”
 
“Hhhmmm… Yes… It always does…”
 
She knew me well enough to know this already. I wasn’t lying to her, I did like to share my stuff. But this was going to be a little different.
 
“And since I own you, I would like to share you with them.”
 
I didn’t break my stride as I let the weight of my words sink in. She would normally never accept this, as proof by our earlier conversation, but in her state of mind, I guessed she would accept it.
 
“hhmm…” she moaned, a little softer. Almost a whimper…
 
She was resisting the idea. But not completely.
 
“I own you Heather. You know and accept this.”
 
“HHhmmm…” she moaned.
 
“Since I own you, I can use you however I want.”
 
“HHHHMMM…”
 
“So here is how I want to use you. When I say ‘Heather, I want my friend to be happy’, you will feel compelled to obey. You will feel a surge of arousal you can’t deny. You won’t be able to resist it. You will be aroused as thoughts of giving my friend a blowjob will excite you. But this feeling will bloom from a special place. That very special place where you know I own you. You will know that you would never do such a thing, but since you know it will make me happy, you will feel joy and arousal at the thought of doing it for me. Do you understand?”
 
She let me thrust into her a few times before she answered.
 
“hhhmm… Yes…”
 
“While you are aroused, you will know that I’m sharing you with him. That it makes me happy to be able to share my stuff. To share you… But you will also understand that it doesn’t mean he can enjoy you when he wants. You will NEVER accept to blow him if I don’t give him permission first. You are mine and only mine. Only I decide when I share you. Understood?”
 
“HHHmmm… Yes… All yours…”
 
“Besides… As your mind opens to me, I can see that deep down, the thought of being shared with my friends excites you. You understand this to be the truth. Don’t you Heather?”
 
“HHHmmm…” she moaned. “Oh yes… It excites me…”
 
“Very good Heather…” I said as I started to speed up my pace. 
 
The groundwork was all laid down and I was confident that she would end up on her knees for my friend. Before he left for his trip, he didn’t believe me when I told him that by the time he would be back, I would be fucking Heather. I smiled as I imagined his face after I told him she was about to blow his socks off.
 
But that was in a few days, for the moment, I was balls deep in my own version of heaven and it was time to bring her back to her light trance. 
 
“Heather, let’s get this fuck going shall we?”

---

Heather
 
 
And I came…
 
Oh god did I cum hard. Every damn time we fuck, it's like my orgasms just keep getting better and better. As the bliss crested over and the sweat after glow made my skin so deliciously hot, I had a brief moment of wonder as I couldn’t really recall the particulars of our fuck. But like all the other times, I pushed the thought aside because I just didn’t care.
 
It felt too good to have him inside me. To feel his pleasure as it erupted from his glorious cock. I always felt so weak because of it. As that moment of ecstasy enveloped me, I had a clear notion of wanting to do anything to keep making him this happy…

---

A few days later.
 
 
I got an invitation from him to go to his place for some pizza and a movie, which I knew was code for him to invite me to fuck. I didn’t mind all that much, I didn’t have anything planned for the night anyway. 
 
As I got to his door, I heard laughing and loud voices. Odd… I thought this was going to be a carnal night. I let myself in and saw the source of the commotion: It was Greg, Mike’s friend.
 
“Well look who the cat dragged in!” I said.
 
Me and Greg went way back, but he wasn’t really my friend. I just knew him because he was such good friends with Mike. 
 
“OH WOW!” Greg said. “Heather? You look amazing!”
 
“Thank you. Takes a lot of work to get a body like mine!” I said with a smile.
 
“I would imagine! Well hats off to you because you look stunning!” Greg said, visibly smiling.
 
“Thank you! But tonight’s my day off and I’m entitled for some junk food. I heard you had some?” I asked Mike.
 
“Right! In the oven, still warm for you! Sorry we ate already, but Greg was ravenous!”
 
“No problem.” I said as I walked past them.
 
I immediately noticed Mike’s wandering eyes and smiled. It always sent thrills down my spine when I saw how he lusted for me. With no great surprise, Greg’s eyes followed my curves, like they always did. But something was… Different… There was more expectation in them…
 
I pushed the thought out of my mind as I left them to talk. I found the pizza in the oven and started to prepare a plate for myself. Why did he invite me over if Greg was here? Did he want me to stay until Greg left? Did he want me to stay over?
 
I hope he didn’t think I would accept his ridiculous request and blow him as a welcome home gift. A girl like me had standards! I only have one fuck friend at the time and that’s Mike. I won’t offer up my wilds to anyone but him.
 
What did they just say? I could have sworn Greg wasn’t believing Mike about something… Did I hear my name? Or was it my imagination? I’m sure I heard Greg tell Mike that he didn’t believe I would… Would… Would what? I couldn’t hear them clearly enough.
 
I was about to turn and join them when I felt familiar hands encircle my tummy. God his touch turned me on…
 
“Sorry to postpone our pizza night…” he whispered in my ear. 
 
My knees felt weak as I felt his lips touch my ear lobe.
 
“It’s… It’s fine. You haven’t seen Greg in ages. I can even leave after the pizza if you want…”
 
“No no… That won’t be necessary…”
 
His hands started to move up to my chest and he felt I was wearing the lacy bra he loved. He squeezed and massaged both my tits. A rush of heat threatened to make me drop my plate as my knees got even weaker.
 
“Did you give any more thought to my idea?” he whispered.
 
I almost didn’t know or care what he was talking about. I was so horny I wanted him to impale me right there in the kitchen, but his words brought me back to reality and I smiled.
 
“Something tells me you would find it hot to watch me blow Greg. But sorry… The answer is still no… But if you are that excited already… Maybe we can take care of that bulge my ass is feeling.”
 
I could feel the contours of his manhood and it took all my concentration to stay focused on the fact that we weren’t alone. 
 
“I see… Let’s not… Greg would get jealous if he heard us. Besides… It’s bad manners to enjoy ourselves while the guest is waiting.”
 
He let me go and turned to go back to the living room with more beers. I had to steady myself on the counter and catch my breath before I could join them. Damn him! Making me all hot and bothered like that! And his cock… It was so hard…
 
I shook my head and tried to pull myself together. Great… Now I’ll have his cock in my head all evening! I turned to join them and thought, it won’t be too bad… As long as it goes IN me once Greg leaves…
 
I sat down and ate while Greg told us about his trip. He had spent the last few months backpacking across the world. He had incredible pictures and stories to tell us. Part of me wished to have the courage to just up and leave like he did, but as I looked over at Mike, part of me knew I wouldn’t leave for long. 
 
The boys continued to drink beer while I opened a bottle of red. We drank and talked for a long while before Greg finally finished telling us about his trip. By that time, Mike and I had found ourselves on the same sofa. His proximity and the wine was making horny in a way I found delicious. I was hoping Mike would notice and kick Greg out, but it was Greg that noticed first.
 
“So what about you 2? It looks like I missed the part where you got together!” he suddenly said.
 
I almost spit out my drink. Ok, so we were just fuck friends and it wasn’t a secret, but it wasn’t like we were screaming it across the roof tops either.
 
“Yeah… Seems we both found a way to cope with your absence!” Mike joked.
 
I poked him in the ribs.
 
“Oh so I was just a distraction while you waited for your friend to get back?” I said with thick sarcasm. 
 
“Huh?” Mike said. “What kind of friendship do you think we had anyway?”
 
“Hahahhaha…” I laughed, unable to keep up the joke.
 
“Anyway…” Mike said as he turned back to Greg. “I have to admit that Heather here gave me a run for my money. But one thing led to another and here we are. But we aren’t a couple… We just fuck when we feel like it.”
 
I was embarrassed, but I seemed to be the only one. Both guys were comfortable with the conversation and it put me a little at ease. 
 
“Fuck friend then… How awesome is that?” Greg said, clearly looking me up and down.
 
“Pretty damn awesome…” Mike said as his hand fell on my shoulder. 
 
His arm had been behind without touching me, but now he had it resting behind my head. I felt incredibly embarrassed at his bold move, yet, I was undeniably aroused by his touch and possessive gesture.
 
“You have no idea how good she is in bed!” he said, caressing my shoulder.
 
God that felt good… What? What did he just say?
 
“Really? Man… You are one lucky dude! I always thought I had a shot with you Heather, but it looks like Mike beat me to the punch!”
 
I was swimming in arousal and confusion. His touch was making me forget where we were while his words kept snapping me back to reality.
 
“A shot? HA!” I said, trying to regain some composure. “Sorry, but you never had a shot! Not my type…”
 
“Really? If I remember correctly, Mike wasn’t your type back then either…”
 
“That’s…” I said, still trying to fight off my growing arousal. “That was before…”
 
“Oh yeah… Now Heather can’t get enough of me.” He said smiling. “Can’t you Heather?” he said while he winked at me.
 
I was so glad I was sitting down… A wave of intense heat flooded my crotch and I felt all the strength in my legs fall away. Now I really was only thinking about his cock.
 
“I huh…” I tried to say. “A lady… Huh… Oh shut up!” I said with a laugh.
 
I looked up at Mike and that was a mistake, images of our fucks invaded my mind and the hold on my composure was slipping. If I got any more aroused, I feared I would just slip down to the floor and…
 
I snapped my head away and looked at Greg. He was a safe bet. I never found him that attractive. But then again… By the way, he was looking at me now… His lust was overflowing… Oozing off of him…
 
“Damn you are one lucky dude Mike…” Greg commented as he looked me up and down.
 
I blushed at his praise. It was strange to me that we talked about it so openly. Part of me was almost insulted that they would do so, but then again, I knew Mike would be happy to hear how lucky he was to be able to enjoy me.
 
“You don’t know the half of it… Not only is she gorgeous and flexible in the sack…” he said as his hands continued to caress me. “She gives the most amazing head I’ve ever experienced.”
 
A chaos of emotions erupted inside me. Why was he talking about my talents like this? Did he realize I could hear him? Of course he could! I’m sitting next to him! Those talents are for my lovers to know and for others to fantasize about. Did he want to make Greg even more jealous? 
 
But then again… I was so glad to hear how good I was. How pleased it made him… Just thinking about it was making my mouth water in anticipation. I wanted to suck him so bad right now… 
 
“Really? I always thought she would be good… But then again, fantasies are often too good to be true!” Greg said.
 
“Oh believe me, your fantasies would fall short of her talents…”
 
Oh god… Where was this going? Why were they talking like this? Why was Greg still here?!?!?! God I want to strip naked and show Mike how much better I could be if he let me practice on his cock all night…
 
“I guess I’ll never know…” Greg said as he leaned back in his chair.
 
Good. He felt defeated… Maybe he’ll leave soon…
 
“Maybe you will…” Mike trailed off.
 
God I wanted his cock… To lick every little vein… Tease his cock head… What… What did he just say? Was he really going to… 
 
“How about it Heather? Want to show Greg how good you are?” he said winking at me.
 
I was barely conscious. What did he mean? All I wanted to do was suck his cock… Maybe he wanted me to suck him off in front of Greg? My hand went to his crotch and I immediately felt his hardness. Oh fuck… My hand trembled a little as I started to undo his button. Yes… I would blow him here in front of Greg… That would make him happy…
 
“Woah…” I dimly heard Greg whisper as my hand fought with his zipper. “Right here in front of me?”
 
“That would give you a good show…” Mike said.
 
And I knew it would. I would show Greg just how lucky Mike is… He will be so jealous…
 
“But… I was thinking that you could experience it yourself. You know… As a welcome home present…”
 
I finally got his zipper down… I had to suck up the excess drool my mouth was producing at the prospect of tasting him…
 
What? Did he just…
 
“Oh really? Just like that?” Greg said.
 
I looked up to Mike, fighting my growing urge to suck him. My eyes must have shown my response because Mike smiled.
 
“I know…” he said. “But it would really make me happy if you would show him.”
 
A small part of my mind was telling him no… I’m willing to blow you in front of him, but I won’t blow him. I told you already. But another part of me was aroused and confused. I just looked at him while I tried to untangle my thoughts.
 
“Heather…” he said, bringing my focus to him. “I want my friend to be happy…”
 
His words seemed to reach down inside my mind and calm my thoughts. Arousal grew inside me yet again, but this wasn’t something that blurred everything around me. No… It was clear, purposeful sort of erotic feeling… He wanted me to make his friend happy. He wanted me to blow him. He wanted to…
 
Share me…
 
Yes… It would make him so happy to share me… To show his friend how good I was to him… How talented I was… As I looked at Mike, I suddenly felt calm… At peace… Aroused in a way I had only felt, but never understood. He was sharing me… He felt possessive of me… Like… Like I was his… Yes… I was his to enjoy… He loves to enjoy me… To use me…
 
I love it so much when he does.
 
I suddenly understood. I belong to him… That realization made me feel so safe… So secure… So sexy… Like he had taken ownership of me… 
 
I was his.
 
And he wanted to share me with his friend. As I looked into his eyes, I felt a new sense of excitement. How sexy it would be for him to watch me blow his friend. I could see that he knew… He knew I would only do this because he asked me to do it. He looked so sure… So confident… Yes… He knew…
 
And it made him happy.
 
That was all I needed to know. I turned to Greg and smiled.
 
“Well Greg?” I said as I started to crawl towards him. “Would experiencing my talents make you…” I said looking straight at his crotch. “Happy?”
 
With some measure of satisfaction and incredible arousal, I watched his jaw drop.