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Story A - Between Friends
by RR
Islid my mouth over Dave's, tasting cigarettes, Jack Daniels and a flavor that was uniquely his, it was part of that certain something that always drew me to him, making me want more.
Maybe it was because he was forbidden. He was my best friend's ex-boyfriend. Having been BFFs forever-the rules clearly state exes are off limits, even if she was now thousands of miles away, pregnant (not by him) and married. And it didn't matter how close he and I had become since she moved away. We still shouldn't have been doing…this.
Something had drawn Dave and I together, maybe we were bonded in our loneliness. We had always been rather close, even playful and flirty, but the last couple months we had progressed from friends…to more, to friends with benefits.
I broke off the kiss and threw my head back as his hands slid under my shirt pushing my bra aside, "God, Nicki, you feel so good." He moaned against my neck sending shivers down my spine. His nuzzling kisses trailed up my neck then he moved back to my lips, this time really kissing me.
I think I stopped breathing.
When he put everything into his kisses they were exquisite. My heart stilled as my chest grew tight. The ache made me want to cry. I returned his kiss to push away the flood of emotion that threatened to drown me in tears if I didn't distract myself with pleasure.
He grabbed my hips and thrust against me. Desire thrilled my nerve endings as I felt his bulging need pushing against my own heated, aching core. I rocked back and forth teasing him as his erection threatened to burst the zipper of his jeans.
His breathing became more ragged as his kisses became more urgent, "Nic, I need you," he pleaded.
"Here? In the cramped space of the car?" I glanced around the front of my Regal where I sat on Dave's lap in the passenger seat. We were parked in a secluded area in the middle of the night. It's not like anyone would notice.
I caved. I had known all along this is what we'd come here for. It's not like we could hook up at my place where our friends were currently drinking and watching movies. And his place was totally out of the question since he still lived at home with his parents, it was one of the downfalls of being a young twenty something going to college close to home.
This secretive rendezvous was just supposed to be me giving Dave a ride home since his truck was broke down. Instead the little detour was going to have me giving Dave a very different kind of ride.
I reached for his zipper as I wiggled back against the dashboard putting some space between us to bare body parts.
I tugged on his jeans while he lifted his hips. I licked my lips with desire when his large cock sprang free. He was impressively endowed with length and girth…and the ability to put them to good use.
As he situated himself I struggled out of my shoes, jeans and panties. When I was finally naked from the waist down I positioned myself on Dave's lap. My moist heat settled over the length of him.
I moved in for another mind blowing kiss as I slid my wetness over his length, teasing, taunting, sliding…just wanting to see how much he could handle.
Not much because within moments he grabbed my hips pulling them forward as he lifted me slightly, just enough to expertly angle his cock and plunge it deep into my hot, wet pussy.
I screamed with the initial penetration, he plunged inside me so fast and deep that I saw stars. Heated sensations crept over and through me as his hips kept pushing upward, thrusting his shaft deep within me.
I finally recovered and was able to meet him thrust for thrust, riding his body, drawing him into me and loving every second of it. Loving every inch of him.
Even though I knew I shouldn't.
We were friends with benefits. Best friends. We told each other everything. Every sordid detail. We knew each other well enough to know we didn't need condoms as long as I was on the pill, well enough to know when we were tested for things and what the results were. Well enough to know we were safe in each other.
Love would complicate everything. Ruin it all.
It always did. Plus I knew Dave and I were just using each other to push away the loneliness, to distract us from the sadness, to drown the pain.
But as I rode him, his body filling me with such intense pleasure, as I held him feeling so safe in his arms, and as I kissed him like I couldn't get enough…I knew…I knew I felt so much more for him than just friendship. But I also knew it would never ever work between us.
So I enjoyed every moment, savoring every thrust as our bodies joined, pelvis to pelvis, in an intimate primal dance.
Stars began to twinkle behind my eyes as my body tightened and trembled. My pussy tingled and throbbed, gripping and clutching his rock hard cock until the orgasm rocketed through my body almost bouncing me right off him and into the roof of the car.
He held me tight as his thrusts grew wild and frenzied, primal male grunts and growls matched his thrusts until his cock grew rigid inside me and every other body part stilled except for that huge cock gushing liquid heat into me.
Then we just held each other, breath ragged, bodies joined still in a wet, sweaty union.
Finally I pulled away and untangled our legs. I scrambled for my clothes and cleaned us off the best I could with my panties. Then I struggled into my jeans, sans underwear, while he pulled up his boxers and jeans.
I stuffed my panties into my purse and crawled back into the driver's seat without a word.
I didn't want to take him home. Not to his home. I wanted to take him back to my place and curl up with him all night in my bed.
To hell with our friends and what they thought.
But honestly it wasn't just about them. It was about us, Dave and I. We were good friends but so not compatible as boyfriend and girlfriend. We knew each other well enough to know that.
Within minutes we were in his driveway.
He turned to me, leaned in and gave me a gentle kiss, "Thanks, Nic. I'll give you a call tomorrow."
I closed my eyes as my heart did that little stop and leap thing it tended to do when his lips touched mine. As I sat there almost drunk off him I opened my eyes and realized he was staring at me silently.
I wanted to drown in the beauty of his blue eyes, instead I said, "Sure, I'll talk to you tomorrow."
He looked like he wanted me to say something else as his eyes searched mine, when I didn't, he finally turned and hopped out of the car.
I watched him until he was inside the house then I backed out of the driveway and headed home. I drove in silence, acutely aware of the emptiness of the car and the awful ache deep within myself.
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