The best blowjob I have ever received [M] [F] [F] while her best friend watched

This is a story from about ten years ago. My girlfriend and I were both twenty. Sarah and I had been seeing each other for a few weeks and had been hooking up mostly in my car, parked in the deep quiet of the forest. We both lived at home so it was the only way we could really get any privacy.

Sarah was this petite blonde—super bubbly, super confident. Physically she was a knockout, with perky boobs that suited her frame and an amazing ass. But what really set her apart was how into it she was. I mean really into it. She loved to pleasing. Gave the best head I've ever had and she loved doing it. That alone had me obsessed.

This night she was out clubbing in town with her best friend Ash. I'd offered to pick them up because our village houses were an hour bus ride or a 20-minute car ride from town. But also, we both knew that when I dropped Ash off, there would be a forest visit detour. Sarah had been texting me on and off throughout the night with messages like "I'm so wet thinking about your cock in my mouth" and "I want to feel you down my throat the second I get in the car." I'd been up all night waiting for that moment, so you can understand my pent-up tension.

It was just past 2am when they came out of the club. Sarah was in that bright pink dress that hugged her petite frame that rode high on her thighs. Ash was a surprise. I hadn't met her before. Taller than Sarah, brunette, with long legs that seemed to go on forever under a black dress that clung to her hips like static. She moved like someone who knew exactly how good she looked and didn't give a damn who noticed. She looked just as confident as Sarah but quieter. Cooler. It kind of threw me for a second.

Sarah opened my car door and leaned over the console without hesitation and kissed me—hot, messy, tongue first—as if Ash wasn't standing right there waiting to get in.

"Miss me?" Sarah whispered, already palming me over my jeans.

Ash just giggled and shook her head, pretending to scroll through her phone while I tried to breathe through the sudden heat crawling up my neck. I had one of those hatchbacks at the time so Sarah had to get back out of the car to let Ash crawl into the back before Sarah got back in and we set off. Before I could though, Sarah leaned over again and kissed me—full tongue, no shame—and I'm thinking Jesus, Ash is right there.

The drive to Ash's house was pretty chill, honestly. Sarah and I were chatting like normal, laughing about their night out while Ash stayed mostly quiet. She had this calm energy, like she didn't need to say much because she knew exactly what was going on—just sitting back there, all legs and attitude.

We pulled up outside Ash's house, and here's the part that's burned into my brain: Sarah turned in her seat to say goodbye, and just as she twisted around, she froze for a second and then started laughing.

She said "Oh my god Ash, I can see your pussy!"—like it was the funniest thing ever.

And I just kind of blurted out "Wait... you haven't had panties on all night?"

Ash didn't even get embarrassed. She just smiled, not a full smile, just this half smirk, like yeah and what? I don't know what got into me, maybe it was the adrenaline, or the evening of tension I had had alone, but I looked at Sarah and said, in this fake confident tone like I was joking, "Maybe she should just stay in the back while we go finish our night."

It was one of those moments where time sort of paused. I didn't really expect anything from it, honestly, I figured they'd both just laugh it off. But the way they looked at each other after I said it? That changed the whole vibe in the car. And without missing a beat, Sarah just turns to Ash and says, dead serious, "Do you want to watch me suck his cock?"

And Ash—like it was the most normal thing in the world—just goes "Yes please."

I froze for half a second like did that really just happen? But I wasn't about to question it. I played it cool and said "Well, I'm gonna adjust my mirror then."

So I tilted the rear-view down just enough and there she was. Ash, still in the back seat, legs, tiny skirt barely covering anything, smiling back at me. And then, like she knew exactly what she was doing, slowly uncrossed her legs, showing off everything. Clean-shaven, smooth, literally glistening under the streetlight. It didn't even feel real.

Sarah saw me staring, saw the way Ash was just sitting there fully on display, and she grinned. No more teasing now—she reached right over and grabbed me again. Firm. Intentional. "He's already so hard," she said to Ash, her hand working me through my jeans like it was a show.

And I just took off, not saying a word. I drove us straight to our usual spot in the forest—that place we always went, far enough from our villages, dark and private. My heart was pounding the entire drive.

I pulled up to our usual spot and barely had time to put the car in park before Sarah grabbed me and pulled me into one of the hungriest kisses I've ever had in my life. Her tongue was everywhere, like she couldn't get close fast enough. She was moaning softly, tugging at my t-shirt, like she was seconds from climbing over the center console and pulling me on top of her right then and there.

Eventually she let go just enough to start unbuttoning my jeans. Her hands were all over me, fast but focused, while her breath stayed hot against my neck.

I glanced up into the rear-view mirror—and there was Ash. She'd made herself... very comfortable. Legs wide open, dress ridden up, hand between her thighs, watching everything Sarah and I were doing without a word. The look on her face was something I won't forget—calm, turned on, quiet moaning to herself, like she was right where she wanted to be.

I said, half-joking but fully serious, "I think you both should get naked—give me the best view possible."

Sarah looked back at Ash with this wicked grin. "God, she's such a sexy little slut isn't she?" she said, already reaching for the hem of her dress. She peeled it off like it was nothing, climbing out of it right there in the passenger seat—her body was perfect. At the same time, Ash closed her legs for a second, sat up just enough to shimmy her own dress over her head, and let it fall beside her. She wasn't wearing a bra, her chest was small but perfect, her nipples already so hard.

Then she looked straight into the mirror, straight at me, and said "Are you going to look me in the eyes while she sucks your dick?"

And in that moment, I swear, it felt like I'd slipped into some kind of dream. Nothing about it felt real. These two insanely beautiful girls, completely into it ... into me, fully open with no hesitation, no inhibitions. It was like whatever I asked for, they wanted to give—like they were just as into the experience as I was. And I was ready to take in every second of it.

That's when Sarah clearly had enough of the teasing. She turned back to me, eyes locked on mine, and without even asking, pulled my t-shirt up and over my head.

"Take off your jeans," she demanded "and boxers."

They were off in a second and the moment I was free, my dick sprang out, already aching from how long I'd been holding back. Sarah paused for a moment, just staring, biting her lip. Then she looked over her shoulder at Ash and said "Come take a look—it's perfect."

Ash leaned forward between the seats, catching her first real glimpse, and I caught her expression in the mirror. "Damn," she said, almost laughing. "He's so hard… I'm actually kind of jealous."

Sarah just smiled like that was the green light she was waiting for. She leaned over without hesitation and brought her lips to me. Slow at first, soft and warm, just brushing the tip. The moment she wrapped her mouth around the head, a moan escaped me without warning. I wasn't trying to be dramatic, it was just that good. She knew exactly how to tease me with her mouth, how to make it feel like every nerve in my body was suddenly tingling.

I looked up into the mirror again, Ash was right there. She'd leaned back but lifted one leg up onto the seat, her hand rubbing her clit and spreading her pussy lips for me. She was watching everything, slowly circling her fingers around her clit, eyes locked with mine in the reflection. It was unreal.

Every time Sarah slid deeper, her mouth taking more of me, I let out another moan. I couldn't help it. And every time I did, I'd hear Ash let one out too, like we were syncing up somehow, connected through Sarah's mouth.

"God," Ash said, her voice low but clear, "keep him moaning like that Sarah… it's so hot."

And Sarah did—slower, deeper—letting her tongue swirl around my head every time she pulled up. Time was frozen but also flying by at lightning speed. I have no idea how long this was happening because I was feeling it in every nerve in my body.

Now this is probably where I should explain just how good Sarah was at giving head.

I mean, if she wanted to, she could've had me finished in 30 seconds. But she never rushed it. It wasn't just something she did ... it was something she loved. You could feel it. There was this whole rhythm to her like she was worshipping my dick. One minute she'd be deep in it, lips sliding down slow and wet, and the next she'd stop completely, just smiling at it like it was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. Then she'd switch it up—licking up from below, teasing, moaning the entire time like she was the one being pleasured.

That enthusiasm and her slow pacing is what made me last. That's what made it unreal.

I was floating somewhere between her mouth and the sounds from the backseat. The soft moans, the way Ash kept catching my eyes in the mirror. And then, without thinking, I muttered between breaths, "Your friend's pussy is dripping Sarah."

Sarah paused and looked over her shoulder for the first time, taking in what Ash had been doing. She just laughed, shaking her head a little. "Wow… she really is a sexy little slut isn't she?"

"Yeah," I said, barely able to get the words out. "She's putting on a show for me."

"I bet you want to taste her pussy, don't you?" Sarah said, still looking at her.

"Oh my god, yes."

That's when Ash leaned forward and, smooth as anything, ran her fingers across my lips and into my mouth, her eyes locked on mine. She let me taste what she'd been doing, slow and deliberate. And at that exact moment, Sarah went back down on me.

But it was different now. She wasn't just teasing anymore. She wanted to own it. She took me deeper, stayed there longer, didn't break her rhythm. It was like she wanted to prove a point. That Ash may have been sexy, but it was her slutty mouth around my dick, and it was her mouth I'd be cumming in.

And I knew then—I didn't have long. I tried to hold on. I said, "Ash, sit back and make yourself cum for me. I'll try to last until you do."

Ash didn't hesitate. She leaned back into the seat, one leg up again, fingers moving quicker. Her eyes were still on mine. And Sarah? She must've taken that as a challenge. She didn't let up for a second.

The sounds in that car—the mix of my moans, Ash's wet pussy, Sarah's soft humming—it was overwhelming. Everything about the moment was completely unfiltered. I reached down, needing to do something, anything to slow myself down. I slid my hand across Sarah's back and down to her hips, reaching further until I could just touch her pussy.

She was soaked. Every inch of her was on fire. I started gently stroking Sarah's pussy, got my fingers wet with her juices, and then started to stroke her asshole. I hoped this momentary distraction would buy me a minute or two more. And for a second it worked. We were all locked in that moment. Me watching Ash's body wriggling with pleasure, moaning as she fingered herself in the mirror, Sarah's mouth around my cock and my fingers on Sarah's asshole.

"I'm so close," I muttered, barely able to hold myself together.

Sarah wasn't letting up, if anything, she was going harder now. Focused. Relentless. Like she wanted to see me lose it completely.

"F**k, Ash, I'm gonna—" I managed to say, my voice breaking.

That's when Ash leaned forward again. She ran her fingers up to my mouth again without a word. Her pussy was so sweet as she leaned in closer to whisper in my ear.

"Cum in her slutty little mouth for me while tasting my pussy," she said, her voice soft but commanding.

And just like that, I was gone.

Everything inside me just let go. And with that I exploded. My head shot into the night sky and I was seeing stars as my dick pulsed into Sarah's perfect, wet, moaning mouth. I must have said OMG fifteen times as the waves of pleasure ran over my entire body after such an intense experience. When I finally looked down, Sarah had sat back up—calm and glowing—wearing that same playful smile. Her eyes sparkled like she was proud of what she'd just done—and she should've been.

We all looked at each other, the car fogged up with that raw smell of sex. We were so giggly on the way home.

What a way to pay back a late night lift home.