<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=bfs%20best%20friend">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="113618481" src="/2f/00/2f0078b07eafd6c8c0337b6fdb01cc83e66df680ba88c974b212df0560635b13.jpg"></p><p>Marie was immersed in her phone as Henry pulled up to a red light and glanced at his girlfriend. She smiled and pushed her hair behind her ear before tapping her screen. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard for a few moments and then Marie furiously typed out a text. She looked a little nervous before sending the message on its way. It all happened over the course of a few seconds, but Henry felt certain she was texting with Isaac.</p><p>“Is that Isaac you’re texting?” he asked.</p><p>For just a moment a guilty look crossed Marie’s face before she looked at Henry and smiled. “Yeah,” she said. “I hope that’s okay.”</p><p>Henry wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about his girlfriend texting with his best friend, especially since there was almost no chance they were keeping things clean. “What are you texting about?” Henry asked as the light turned green.</p><p>For a few seconds, Marie offered no response. Henry quickly glanced her way and she smiled. “He’s been telling me how much he enjoyed being with me,” Marie said. “He wants to do it again.”</p><p>“You mean he wants to fuck you again,” Henry replied.</p><p>“Yeah,” Marie said.</p><p>Henry glanced over again and saw that her smile had somehow gotten bigger. It seemed that a particular kind of joy had enveloped her whole body. “Read me one of the texts,” Henry said. “If you don’t mind, that is.”</p><p>“Are you sure?” Marie asked. “Isaac has a bit of a dirty mouth.”</p><p>“I’m sure,” Henry said. “I want to know what he’s texting you.” Three days had passed since Henry’s best friend had fucked his girlfriend and he’d spent most of that time grappling with his feelings. He was equal parts aroused and uncomfortable by everything that had unfolded, particularly the sloppy seconds sex where he’d cum in less than a minute after watching Isaac and Marie fuck. Henry had resisted indulging in his desire through masturbation or dirty talk with Marie, but his resistance had worn down and he couldn’t keep a lid on his lust any longer.</p><p>“I’ve been thinking about you all day, every day,” Marie began. “I’ve been thinking about that perfect, wet, tight pussy of yours and how good it felt to fuck you. I’ve been thinking about how good it felt to cum deep inside you. I’ve been thinking about the look on your face when you came all over my cock. I wanna make you look like that again, Marie. I wanna make you look like that again, and again, and again.”</p><p>“When did he text that?” Henry asked.</p><p>“A few minutes ago,” Marie replied.</p><p>They pulled up to another red light and Henry turned to look at his girlfriend. “Is that why you had that smile on your face?”</p><p>Marie bit her lower lip and nodded.</p><p>“Did you reply?” Henry asked.</p><p>Marie nodded again and looked down at her phone. “I’m wet all the time because I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t stop thinking about your cock and how good you made me feel.” She stopped and glanced at Henry before returning to her phone. “Henry went down on me yesterday and I spent the whole time thinking about you. He made me cum, but it was you I was thinking about. It was your cock I was fantasizing about. It’s your cock that I desperately want inside me.”</p><p>“Jesus,” Henry said. Marie looked at him right as the car behind them honked. Henry hit the gas and reached down to adjust his cock, which had reached a painfully erect state as he’d listened to his girlfriend share her desire for Isaac. “Is all that true?”</p><p>Marie reached over and caressed Henry’s thigh. Her fingers wasted no time in moving between his legs so she could grasp his cock through his jeans. “Yes,” she said. “I was a little worried you’d be upset, but it seems like I had nothing to worry about. Is it fair to say that you want your best friend to fuck your girlfriend again?”</p><p>Henry was certain that his body wanted Isaac and Marie to fuck again. She was gently stroking him through his pants and it felt like there was a real chance he was going to cum, leaving no doubt about the extreme levels of arousal generated at the mere idea of being cuckolded by his best friend. It still felt a little embarrassing to admit it, though.</p><p>Much to his surprise, Marie unzipped Henry’s pants and pulled his cock out. Her fingers felt warm and soft on his stiff shaft and when she leaned over and took him in her mouth all Henry could do was moan at the sheer pleasure that immediately burst forth from his loins.</p><p>“Holy shit, Marie,” he said. “That feels so good.”</p><p>Her head bobbed up and down in his lap as Henry tightened his grip on the steering wheel and kept his eyes focused on the road.</p><p>Henry stopped at yet another red light and Marie’s head popped up for a moment. “Take us to Isaac’s house,” she said.</p><p>She took him in her mouth once more and Henry took a right and headed towards his best friend’s house. He knew full well that he was literally driving his girlfriend into another man’s arms, but he couldn’t resist the allure of being cuckolded once more. Plus, Marie had let him inside her for sloppy seconds sex the last time and she was in the middle of giving him a blowjob, which proved to Henry that his girlfriend wasn’t about to cut him off just because she was fucking his best friend.</p><p>Marie continued the warm, wet, perfect blowjob for a few minutes longer and then abruptly sat up and tucked Henry’s cock back into his pants. “That was fun,” she said. “It’s been a while since I’ve given head in the car. I should really do it more often.”</p><p>Henry wasn’t going to argue with that, though he was a little disappointed the blowjob was already over and that it hadn’t ended with an orgasm.</p><p>“Maybe I’ll suck Isaac’s cock in his car sometime,” Marie said. “Would you like that, Henry? Would it turn you on if I blew your friend in his car? Would you like it if your girlfriend swallowed your best friend’s load in his car?”</p><p>“Yes,” Henry said without hesitation. It was the truth. He loved the idea, even more so in his intensely aroused state.</p><p>“This is going to be a quickie,” she said as Henry pulled down Isaac’s street. “He has to go to work, so I’m just going to run in there and get what I need real quick. I want you to stay in the car. Don’t worry, though. I’ll make you feel good when I’m done with Isaac, okay?”</p><p>“Okay,” Henry said. He pulled into a space outside of Isaac’s apartment building and put the car in park. Marie leaned over to give him a quick kiss and then hopped out and ran towards the door. Isaac buzzed her in and she disappeared into the building as Henry turned the car off and stared out the windshield.</p><p>For a few minutes Henry tried to occupy his mind with thoughts of anything other than his girlfriend and his best friend fucking. He cycled through apps on his phone in search of something that would provide ample distraction, but he failed each and every time.</p><p>Eventually, Henry put his phone aside, closed his eyes, and let his imagination run wild. He’d been in Isaac’s apartment countless times and he pictured it in his head. He imagined Marie on her back on Isaac’s plush couch. He saw her pretty sundress pushed up around her waist as Isaac buried his cock inside her over and over. He heard his girlfriend’s moans of pleasure as she got fucked with great vigor. The scene shifted to Isaac’s bedroom with Marie bent over the bed and taking dick from behind. It shifted to the kitchen with Marie sitting on the table with her legs spread and Isaac pounding her pussy they kissed. He even briefly pictured them taking a shower together, despite the fact that a quickie and a shower don’t really go together.</p><p>A text message pulled Henry from his revelry. It was from Marie: “Look up at Isaac’s balcony.” Henry leaned over and looked up at the balcony as instructed. The sliding glass door opened and Marie stepped out. She was still in her dress, though her hair looked considerably messier than when she’d left the car. Isaac followed in a t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts. Even from the car Henry could see the bulge of Isaac’s cock.</p><p>Marie spun around on the balcony and dropped to her knees. She pulled down Isaac’s shorts and soon her head began bobbing back and forth. She was sucking Isaac’s cock. There was no question about it. She was doing it in a way that prevented anyone on the street from seeing the dick in her mouth, but she was definitely giving a blowjob.</p><p>Isaac put a hand on the back of Marie’s head and began to thrust his hips a little. He closed his eyes and a smile crossed his face. Henry knew that look. He’d made that look plenty of times himself. Isaac was a man lost in his pleasure and he was almost certainly about to cum. Henry assumed they’d already fucked, Marie had gotten what she craved, and now she was on her knees and giving Isaac what he craved while offering up a little show for the audience.</p><p>In less than a minute a look of intense pleasure washed over Isaac’s face. Henry was certain he was watching his best friend cum in his girlfriend’s mouth. Marie was taking another man’s load on her tongue and doing it in public.</p><p>Marie pulled up Isaac’s shorts and he turned and went back into the apartment. She waved down at Henry and followed Isaac. The sliding glass door shut and not long after Marie came bounding out the front door. Henry unlocked the car and his girlfriend hopped into the passenger seat with a giddy smile on her face.</p><p>She glanced between Henry’s legs and smiled, presumably at the sight of the bulge his still-erect cock had caused. Henry leaned over and caressed Marie’s thigh. She spread her legs as his fingers moved towards her crotch and she smiled as Henry discovered she was no longer wearing the cute pink panties she’d put on that morning.</p><p>“I let Isaac keep them,” she said.</p><p>Henry’s fingers moved into his girlfriend’s soaking wet pussy and she moaned. He studied her lips and pictured them wrapped around Isaac’s cock. Marie leaned closer and Henry did the same. He knew Isaac had just cum in her mouth, but he felt a desperate desire to kiss her.</p><p>“He fucked me so good,” Marie whispered. “I came so hard on your best friend’s big cock.”</p><p>Henry kissed her. He had to. Isaac’s cock and cum had just been in her mouth, but he couldn’t resist. Marie moaned as they kissed. She parted her lips and offered her tongue. Henry took it. He had to. He fingered her slippery pussy and played with her clit, eliciting longer, louder, lustier moans.</p><p>“Drive,” Marie said. “Drive and I’ll suck your cock. I’ll make you cum in my mouth just like I made him cum.”</p><p>Henry started the car and pulled out of the space with just a hint of recklessness. He headed towards home and Marie freed his cock, leaned over, and took him in her mouth. She sucked with even greater vigor than before and Henry’s arousal was far more significant. He knew he wouldn’t last all that long. It wasn’t possible. The blowjob felt too good.</p><p>“Cum in my mouth,” Marie said. “Cum in my mouth like he did. Cum in my mouth as you think about your best friend fucking me.”</p><p>Her warm, wet mouth enveloped his cock once more and Henry moaned. He slowed down a little as he was having a bit of trouble concentrating on the road with the intense pleasure emanating from between his legs. He pulled up to a red light, put the car in park, and reached over to pull up the back of Marie’s dress and play with her pussy. She moaned around his cock and the sound of a wet blowjob filled the car.</p><p>“Fuck, Marie, oh, fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” Henry cried out. He buried three fingers in her slippery pussy and unloaded in her mouth. Marie’s lips remained around his cock until she’d caught every drop of cum. Then she tucked Henry’s cock back in his pants, sat up, and swallowed as the light turned green. He took a deep breath, put the car in drive, and headed home with a smile on his face.</p><p>Isaac grabbed his beer, leaned back, and smiled at Henry. “I’ve never been with a girl that fucks like Marie,” he said before taking a long sip. “I mean, we both know she’s hot, but it’s not just that. She fucks with a kind of energy I’ve never felt before. Plus, she’s got the tightest pussy I’ve ever felt.”</p><p>Henry wasn’t sure what to say. Part of him wanted to call his friend an asshole for talking about Marie like that, in no small part because it seemed like Isaac was definitely taunting him. It also happened to be true that Henry was aroused by what his best friend was saying, though he wasn’t about to admit that.</p><p>“Can we talk about something else?” Henry asked. When Isaac had asked him to get a drink, Henry figured they’d be talking about anything other than Marie and he wouldn’t have agreed if he knew she was going to be the only subject of conversation.</p><p>“Sorry,” Isaac said. “I just can’t stop thinking about her.”</p><p>He looked genuinely contrite, like he’d gotten caught up in thinking about Marie and hadn’t realized he might be making Henry feel rather shitty in the process.</p><p>“I can relate,” Henry said with a laugh. “I guess we both probably spend a lot of time thinking about her.”</p><p>Isaac leaned forward, studied Henry’s face for a moment, and asked, “So, this whole thing, it’s really working for you? Like, it’s everything you thought it would be?”</p><p>Henry nodded. He’d already watched Isaac and Marie fuck twice and both times his dick had been hard as a rock. It’s not like his best friend wasn’t well aware of how much Henry enjoyed being cuckolded.</p><p>“I’m not complaining, but I just can’t wrap my head around it,” Isaac said. “I mean, you’ve got this beautiful girl with the world’s most perfect pussy and she fucks better than any woman I’ve ever been with, and the one thing you want more than anything else is for someone else’s dick to be inside her. It’s crazy.”</p><p>“I know it’s kind of fucked up,” Henry said. “I mean, I’m not crazy, you know? I do love it, though.”</p><p>“I’m grateful for that,” Isaac replied. “I mean it. I’m not trying to be shitty. I’ve fucked lots of girls, but none has been better than Marie. Hell, she even wanted me to cum inside her from the start. Most girls aren’t like that, man.”</p><p>Henry was uncomfortably hard, to the point of feeling grateful they were seated at a booth, which made it much harder for anyone to see the bulge in his pants. He was about to say something when Isaac’s phone buzzed. Henry watched a smile cross his best friend’s face before he pushed his phone across the table. Henry looked down to see that Marie had sent a text: “I need your cock. Are you available?”</p><p>“Does she know we’re hanging out?” Isaac asked.</p><p>“No,” Henry said.</p><p>Isaac grabbed his phone and quickly sent a reply. “I told her we’re hanging out and said she should come join us.” His phone buzzed and he looked down and smiled. “She’s on her way. While we’re waiting we can talk about something else if you want.”</p><p>Henry tried his best. They talked about work, about whether Isaac was looking to date anyone, about basketball, about Isaac’s sister’s upcoming wedding. None of it stuck for very long, though. Henry couldn’t stop thinking about what would happen once Marie arrived and he suspected Isaac was distracted with thoughts of the same variety.</p><p>Isaac was the first to see Marie when she came in. He waved and Henry turned to see his girlfriend offer a beaming smile. She walked towards them with purpose and slid into the booth next to Isaac without hesitation. They kissed as Henry gripped his beer and felt his cock surge to life once more.</p><p>“It’s good to see you,” Isaac said before a confident smile broke across his face.</p><p>“You too,” Marie replied. She caressed his face like a woman lost in her lust for a man and kissed him again. This time it was deeper and far lustier, with quite a bit more tongue than seemed appropriate for a public place. “You have no idea how badly I want you,” she said.</p><p>Isaac took Marie’s hand and pulled it under the table. “Can you feel how badly I want you?” he asked.</p><p>Marie nodded and they kissed again as her arm moved, signaling that she was almost certainly stroking his cock under the table. They were indulging in full-on foreplay at the table and Henry’s dick was painfully hard as he watched.</p><p>“I was telling your boyfriend that you fuck better than anyone I’ve ever been with,” Isaac said.</p><p>Marie turned and smiled at Henry. “Is that true?”</p><p>Henry nodded.</p><p>“That’s quite the compliment,” she said before turning to Isaac once more. “Do you know why?”</p><p>Isaac shook his head.</p><p>“It’s because you fuck me so good,” she said. “My body craves you, Isaac. It craves you all the time. Henry set me free when he asked me to fuck someone else. I picked you because I knew you were good, but it turns out you’re so much better than good. It turns out you fuck better than anyone I’ve ever been with. You inspire me. You make me want to make you feel good so you’ll keep giving me this beautiful cock of yours.”</p><p>Marie leaned in and kissed Isaac’s neck. She sucked on his flesh for a few moments and then nibbled his earlobe. Henry watched his girlfriend slip her tongue into another man’s ear for a few moments and a look of intense pleasure washed over Isaac’s face.</p><p>“I need to fuck you,” he said. “Right now.”</p><p>“Here?” Marie asked with a look of delight on her face.</p><p>“In the bathroom,” Isaac said.</p><p>Marie got up and Isaac followed her out of the booth. They rushed down the hall towards the bathroom and Henry watched them disappear inside. He sat there just like he’d sat in the car less than a week ago.</p><p>Henry thought about Marie’s desperation. He knew she’d never felt that way about him, but that only contributed to his desire. He liked that. That was part of the thrill of being a cuckold. The sex was supposed to be better with the other man. The fact that the other man happened to be Henry’s best friend was still difficult, though. His relationship with Isaac had changed. There was no doubt about it. The dynamic had shifted and it would clearly continue to shift. There was nothing to be done about it, though, which is why Henry had already decided that he wanted to pursue his cuckolding as far as Marie was willing to take it.</p><p>Five minutes after they left for the bathroom, Isaac returned with a smile on his face. He sat across from Henry, emptied his beer with a long swig, and said, “She’s waiting for you.”</p><p>Henry slid out of the booth and walked towards the bathroom. His cock was stiff with desire by the time he reached the door. He pushed it open and stepped inside. Marie was on the bathroom counter with her legs spread. Her dress was up around her waist and the first thing he saw was the dark satin in her blue panties. Isaac had cum inside her once again.</p><p>“Your best friend just fucked me,” she said. “He made me cum. He came inside me. His cum is dripping out of me. What do you want to do?”</p><p>Henry locked the door and approached his girlfriend. He unzipped his pants, freed his cock, and pulled aside her panties. A moment later he was inside her.</p><p>Marie smiled and wrapped her legs around him. “Does that feel good?”</p><p>Henry nodded.</p><p>“Yeah? You like being in my pussy after your best friend has fucked me?” she asked. “You like being in my stretched out, cum-filled cunt after Isaac has given me what I crave?”</p><p>Henry began to thrust as he nodded. Her pussy felt loose and exceptionally wet, which made perfect sense. His best friend’s cum was inside her, after all.</p><p>“I can barely feel you,” Marie said. “He stretched me out so good that I can barely feel your cock inside me, Henry. Your best friend’s dick is so much bigger than yours that I can barely feel you fucking me.”</p><p>Henry fucked her harder. He wasn’t trying to measure up to Isaac. He knew that wasn’t possible. He was simply chasing his orgasm. Marie seemed more than happy to have him inside her and he wasn’t going to pass up on the opportunity to enjoy her pussy.</p><p>“Cum inside me,” she said. “Cum inside my pussy while your cock is bathed in your best friend’s cum.”</p><p>Henry buried his cock in Marie’s pussy and came. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and held his body tight against hers while he groaned. Spurt after spurt of hot cum launched from his cock and into her already messy pussy as she purred like a deeply-satisfied woman sometimes does.</p><p>“Did that feel good?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Henry replied.</p><p>Marie kissed his neck as she continued to hold him tight. “Good. You deserve to feel good.”</p><p>“Thank you,” Henry said. “For letting me fuck you, I mean.”</p><p>“You’re welcome,” Marie replied. “Thank you for letting your best friend fuck me. Thank you for following through on your promise to let me fuck anyone I wanted. Thank you for being a good cuckold.”</p><p>Henry pulled out and tucked his cock back into his pants. “It’s been my pleasure.”</p><p>Marie pulled her panties over her pussy and hopped off the counter. She gave him a quick kiss and said, “I know. That’s why I’m going to keep fucking your best friend. In fact, I’m going home with him after this. I’m going to spend the night at his place. Okay?”</p><p>Henry nodded. He wasn’t thrilled about it, but he couldn’t very well deny Marie what she wanted. She took his hand and they headed back to the bar and their booth. Henry imagined a few more drinks and conversation would follow and then he’d spend his night alone while his best friend fucked his girlfriend.</p>