What are Friends For: The Fantasy

"Fantasy never really lives up to what you want them to be."

I remember Am saying that as much as anything else that night. Am and I sitting in the parking lot, me shaking like a leaf and trying to work up the nerve to get out of her car.

"The 'De Plane, De Plane' little dude never mentioned that part on Fantasy Island," Am continued, "It always falls short and just seems to be messy and awkward and weird when a fantasy really happens.

"I can take you home right now and no one will say shit."

I was still shaking, I still felt like I was going to be sick, and now Am was going to make me start crying. And it was my fantasy that we were even here for Christ's sake! I remember looking at Am, her long, sleek hair that came down to her waist and dyed a jet black, her black eye shadow, the piercings in her eyebrows, nose, lip and gauges in her earlobes, even how pale white her skin was and thinking how we couldn't be more opposite.

Me, I was and still am pretty vanilla and just kinda plain. Modest clothing, a bit more than plump, mousy brown hair I usually keep shoulder length, maybe five eight in heels, D cup chest, brown eyes... someone you would see passing by on the street and completely forget just a few moments after.

I'm not even sure how Am and I hit it off, we were both working at one of the big department stores at the mall and everyone hated Am and pretty much ignored me. But Am never called in sick for being hungover, was never a bitch because you didn't look or act like her, showed up on time and worked harder than any two of the other girls and we just.. I don't know... clicked. Total opposites attracting and all that.

We even ended up going out together if you can believe that. Try imagine a Goth chick in a cowboy themed sports bar or me in a lavender dress that glowed like the sun under blacklights at a rave full of people dressed all in black.

We compromised and started going to a bar chain that turned historic buildings all around the area into bars slash hotels. I loved this old school where you could go and have a screwdriver while in detention and Am really loved the old psychiatric hospital out off of 84 that kind of gave me the creeps.

"Amy?" Am asked gently, "Do you want me to take you home?"

It was a year after Amanda and I met that I found myself sitting in the passengers seat of her Camry and trying in turn to not get sick or to start crying.

After we met we ended up talking about everything, including old boyfriends, sex, porn, and stuff we were into. I surprised even myself when I admitted to her that I liked watching porn and that I liked girl on girl but would almost always end up watching gang bangs.

For me it was always just sooooo hot to let go and have so many men use you, to do whatever they wanted to do with you. Just the thought would get me excited. Am had admitted that she loved lesbian action too, and I'm pretty sure there was a hint in there somewhere, but she also admitted to having been with five guys at the same time. Am being Am, she'd had a lot more lovers than my grand total of three, and by a lot she hinted that it was well into the double digits, and by the time she got done telling me about her experience with the five men all at once I had to go home on my lunch break to change my underwear.

Ok, and maybe do a little something else too.

"No... no, I want to do this," I remember saying and then getting out of the car with my legs barely able to hold me up.

I always daydreamed about having more than one lover at the same time, I had even planned out how to make it happen. There was a sex club over on the east side of town and I'd go to their website and check the upcoming events calendar pretty often. They'd advertise a 'gang bang night', cum one, cum all, and free admission for the women. I'd fantasize about just showing up while I masturbated and used my toys, but I wanted to feel all those men finish inside of me, let them finish on my stomach and all over my breasts, even on my face, and I couldn't think of a better possible way to catch a disease.

So it was always going to be just a fantasy and was going to stay that, just a fantasy...

Then I met Am.

Am figured out pretty quick how much gangbangs 'bothered' me and delighted in telling me all about hers, all about making love with two or even three of her guy friends once or twice a month, and not even the same two or three friends, and it was driving me crazy! I wanted to hear more! I wanted to know every juicy wet cum drenched detail! I wanted her to tell me how they smelled, how they felt inside of her, how they tasted... what it felt like to have so many men dripping out of your body after they were done.

They were all friends, all of them tested and 'safe', Am and her girlfriends in their group were all on the pill, I can't even begin to tell you how much I fantasized about them, how much I wanted what Am had.

I think I shocked her when I asked if she could set me up with four or five of her friends for a night. Maybe more than five. Seven or eight? And Am was pretty hard to shock.

Am got out of her Camry and hurried around to my side carrying my tote that I had completely forgotten.

"I got it," Am said when I reached out shaking hands to take it, "The room's up on the second floor."

Am gave me a smile and then surprised me by leaning forward to kiss the edge of my mouth before taking my hand and leading me across the hotel parking lot of the Holiday Inn to the back entrance. I remember shaking like a leaf, my stomach tied up in knots, my cold and clammy hand clutching Am's... and I remember my pussy burning, my clit throbbing, my nipples hurting as they brushed across the fabric of my blouse...

I don't remember going in the back door or up the stairs, or even walking down the hallway, I just remember staring at the door with the plastic gold colored placard with 211 stenciled on it.

"Are you still sure?" Am asked after turning me so that we were face to face, "Really really sure?"

"Yea," I replied breathlessly.

There were a bunch of men through that door. And I was going to let them all fuck me.

"Alright," Am said and again surprised me by standing on tiptoe to kiss me quickly on the lips again, "You're going to fucking rock this!

"You're going to own every one of their god damn cocks and have them begging to fuck you again!"

I could only nod and then Am reached into my tote and took out a black silk scarf and a sleeping mask that I know I never put in there.

"Come here," Am said and stood on tiptoe again to slip the sleeping mask over my eyes before gently tying the silk scarf around my head.

Blackness. I couldn't even see a hint of light around the edges of the mask and then I heard the door open and Am took my hand to lead me inside.

I say I walked in, Am insists she was almost dragging me in by the hand. I could smell cigarette smoke, smell pot, could hear so many voices talking and then suddenly falling silent as Am and I came in.

"Everyone, this is Amy, my best friend," Am said and I gave her hand a squeeze when I heard her say that, "So you better treat her as good as you ever treated me and fuck her just as well too!"

"So she wants us to smack her ass and pinch her nipples in those kinky clamps just like you too?" a slow tenor voice that sent flutters though my stomach said.

"Just play nice and behave!" Am shot back.

I could hear the voices picking up again, snatches of what people were saying, 'she's hot', 'oh fuck yea', 'damn she looks better than her picture', even more. Am let go of my hand and then I let out a little squeak when I felt someone touch the top button of my blouse. Am and I had talked about what I should wear for tonight, I wanted to dress up, be glamorous and beautiful with a lacy negligee and crotchless panties. Am convinced me to wear a cream colored blouse and leather skirt. That's it, no bra, no panties, and only a pair of flipflops I could kick off easily. And now someone was unbuttoning my blouse.

No, two or three people were unbuttoning my blouse. I could feel so many hands, a palm slipping beneath the top of my blouse to caress my sternum above my breasts, another caressing my stomach, fingernails running lightly over my lower back. More hands on the inside of my thighs, slipping up beneath my skirt, running over the slick skin between my thighs, cupping my mound, both already wet from my excitement. I remember moaning non stop while I was biting my lower lip, panting and trembling and oh my god was my pussy burning and my clit throbbing and... and then my top being slipped off my shoulders. My skirt being pushed down over my hips and down my legs.

Hands. Oh my god, so many hands. My nipples being pinched, my stomach and inner thighs being stroked, someone kissing my neck, someone else kissing my inner wrist, a fingertip caressing the crease of my mound and then pushing in to stroke my wet inner lips... and then someone was picking me up, lifting me and carrying me through the room. Just like that, just that quick and I was lying on a bed and someone was kissing me. I could taste cigarettes and beer which are usually huge turn offs for me, but I was so on fire I didn't care, I pushed my tongue into this person's mouth and moaned while I felt people suckling my nipples, hands stroking my stomach, hands gently pushing my legs apart and then I felt someone sucking on my inner lips with a finger slipping deep inside of me and I came. Hard. I was squeezing those fingers inside of me so hard, moaning against someone's mouth kissing my lips, I could even feel someone sucking on my toes and my contractions were so hard they were painful.

I hadn't realized it, but my back was arched up off the bed and I had my hands laced through the hair of whoever was between my legs and was forcing his face into my pussy just as hard as I could. The person I was kissing suddenly pulled away, I know I turned my head towards him, I think I might have even asked for him to come back, but instead I felt something bop me on my nose before moving down to press against my check. It took me a second to figure out what that firm, soft shape was and then I only had to open my mouth for someone to slip their dick inside. His taste was really strong like they hadn't showered or cleaned themselves all day and I gagged a little for just a second before swallowing, letting him thrust into my mouth as he took my head in his hands.

Oh god, I remember a moment of panic, a moment of wondering if this was really what I wanted, and then the wonderful sensation of someone's fingers moving inside of me while they hummed against my clit made me forget even that small bit of doubt.

I let go of the person's head between my legs to reach up and wrap my fingers around the shaft in my mouth already wet from my saliva. I was stroking his hard length while he thrust his dick down my throat and then someone took my other hand and I felt another hard dick pressed against my fingers. Whoever was going down on me wasn't letting up at all, stroking my G spot, sucking and tugging on my inner lips and them humming against my clit all the while my pussy was still squeezing down on those wonderful probing fingers. Someone was even still sucking on my toes!

This, oh my god, this was my fantasy, but I'd never imagined it this good! My head wouldn't stop spinning and I could feel my sheath squeezing in a long drawn out orgasm that just seemed to never end!

"I think she's enjoying herself," I heard someone say off to the side.

I couldn't imagine a bigger understatement. I now had a dick in each of my hands and I was letting them take turns, first one thrusting down my throat before I'd pull him out to turn to the second who would just hold still while I sucked on his glans. The second guy smelled and tasted better, more like Irish Spring than anything else, and I didn't gag at all when I sucked his length in. And then the person between my legs slipped his fingers out of me and moved away.

I was so disappointed to have him leave that I never even considered what was going to happen next. People still had hold of my legs and were holding me spread open, someone caressing and squeezing my left foot while someone else was stroking my instep and sucking on my toes of my right with my hips right at the edge of the bed. All those sensations and also two more people suckling my breasts and caressing my stomach and inner thighs were overwhelming and I was busy with the two wonderful hard dicks in my hands. But I wanted my lover to go back to eating my pussy which was still contracting even without having his fingers inside of my body.

And then I felt something press against my vulva, a pressure and then the sensation of being stretched open, of being filled as a dick glided easily deep inside of me.

All I could manage was to moan around the dick I had down my throat, it was Stinky who liked to hold my head and thrust into my mouth, but now I was being rocked back and forth while someone was thrusting into my pussy.

"Ahhh, shit!" Stinky suddenly said and I felt his dick jerk in my hand at the same moment I felt his thick cum fill my mouth.

I swallowed without even thinking, but I also pulled him out after two or three spurts and felt his warm seed splash over my lips and check. I didn't even wait for him to be done, only turned my head so that I could suck on my second lover's glans. I wanted his seed too. The bed shifted and I could tell that Stinky was moving away, but someone else was there to take his place before he had even left, my hands guided to another warm, hard shaft that I squeezed and began to stroke while I concentrated on sucking on just Irish Spring's glans.

It didn't take long for my reward. Irish Spring moaned but this time I was more prepared and after only the first jet of cum filling my mouth I pulled him out so that the rest of his warm seed splashed across my chin and sternum. As soon as Irish Spring was finished I turned my head to face the challenge of my next lover while still being rocked back and forth on the bed.

"You're gonna make me cum!" I heard someone say, "You want me to cum in your pussy or on your stomach?"

"Inside!" I managed to gasp before having another dick forced into my mouth, a guy bigger than what I'm really comfortable with deepthroating who's cologne smelled of vanilla.

A new lover had already placed another dick in my free hand while I sucked on Vanilla, Mr Polite now thrusting into my pussy with a wet slap each time he rocked me up onto the bed while he held onto my hips and then I felt him stiffen and my pussy filled with his warmth.

Oh, god, all I could do was moan and suck the dick in my mouth and stroke the dick in my hand, my pussy was still contracting and squeezing down even after Mr Polite pulled out of me. I could feel cum dripping down my cheek and neck, feel more cum slipping out of my pussy to run down between my ass cheeks and then felt another dick press against my vulva, a slight pressure of being stretched open before slipping into my body.

My new lover wasn't wasting a moment and was fucking me just as hard and as fast as he could to the point I was having problems keeping Vanilla in my mouth without causing injury. Jackrabbit was hard and fast and didn't last long at all, maybe a few minutes, as overstimulated as I was I have no idea on time, but I felt the added wetness when he came inside of me too, his warm seed filling me before quickly pulling out to spill down between my ass cheeks. The man who I had only been stroking without ever giving him a blowjob suddenly moaned and I felt warm liquid splash across my breasts, Vanilla filling my mouth with his sperm moments later so that I pulled him out and held him to finish across my chest. I felt someone new press against my vulva, someone much bigger than my first two lovers as I was really stretched open when they slipped inside of me, but I could also feel two hard lumps moving in and out of me in time with my lovers' thrusts, pressing against the muscles of my sheath and caressing deep inside of my body with each and every thrust.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck yessssssss," I cried out, that sensation new and erotic and really focusing my mind on the fact that I had a dick inside of my body, a dick moving in and out of my pussy, a dick pressing against my cervix while those two hard smooth lumps stroked my inner walls.

Only one person came up on the bed and took my hand to place on their dick, but I was panting too much, being rocked back and forth on the bed too much to do more than squeeze and stroke his shaft.

Suddenly I remembered a picture Am had shown me months before of this huge black guy named Eddie. I know it's wrong and just a stereotype, but Eddie was huge! Just a giant massive dick that made Am's hand look small while she held him, but what I was really remembering was that Eddie had had his glans pierced and had a barbell through his tip.

"Oh, my god, Eddie?" I managed to gasp.

"I think Am must have done showed you a picture of me if you can guess who I am just from feeling my dick inside of you," Eddie laughed in that slow tenor voice I remembered from earlier.

I was being fucked by a black man! And oh my god did he feel sooooo good inside of me! That barbell was doing things inside of my body I'd never dreamed of, focusing my attention to the fact that I had a thick, long dick inside of me, focusing my pleasure down to the sensation of him slipping in and out of my sheath. All I could do was whimper as Eddie kept up his slow, steady, even pace forcing his length deep inside of me with every stroke. I even forgot about having a dick in my hand if you can believe that!

That barbell!

I was panting so hard, moaning while my sheath squeezed down on Eddie's dick rhythmically. I don't think I had stopped having an orgasm since all those hands started touching me, my sheath squeezing down so hard it was painful, but the pleasure of feeling that barbell moving inside of me! The only warning I had of Eddie getting ready to cum was a deep grunt and then he pushed deep inside of me and held himself there. I could feel his dick jerking, feel my pussy filling with his seed, and then he pulled out of me and someone else took his place.

The sudden pressure against my vulva and then being stretched open as someone new slipped inside of me.

I don't know how long I just lay there, how many times I was fucked. I know some of the guys were taking a second turn, I know Eddie did when I felt him slip back inside of me and that absolutely amazing barbell was stroking against the inside of my sheath again. Eventually I found myself laying back on the bed, someone's hands gliding over my breasts and spreading all those men's cum over my body and then those fingers reaching up to undo the silk scarf.

Am untied the scarf and took the mask off, Am laying naked next to me and caressing my breasts and stomach. I leaned up just enough to look around the room and counted nine naked men lounging on chairs or standing watching Am and I. All of them covered in tattoos with piercings, body mods and black eye mascara, even black painted fingernails and toenails. I instantly found Eddie lounging back on the bed next to me and opposite Am with his huge grin and still enormous semiflaccid dick and that bright silver barbell through his glans.

Tall gangly Larry, Am's roommate and on again off again lover.

Jason and Wendel, two brothers who I had met and had a bit of a crush on when Am and I had gone out before, John a drummer in some punk band that did gigs all the way from Seattle down to Eugene and even Cali, more men who I had never learned their names...

I looked down at myself, at my body. I had thick, white cum covering my stomach while Am had smeared all the pearlescent cream covering my breasts and upper chest with her hands before licking her fingers. I could feel it in my hair, dripping down my cheeks and neck, all those men's seed dripping out of my gaping pussy and down between my ass cheeks. I could feel the wet sheets beneath my ass and there was a white creamy froth covering my inner thighs, mound and lower stomach.