The Best Of Friends: Part 6

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The sensation of being deep inside of her, her pussy so tight and hot around my cock and her long legs wrapped around my body was almost my undoing. I tried to hold still for a moment to give the powerful sensations an opportunity to ease a little, but, caught up in her own orgasm, she was using her long legs around my hips to pull herself against me, to drive me in to the hilt and complete her own climax. I’d waited so long for this moment that I needed desperately to hold out, to last; I didn’t want it to end almost before it had begun!It was a near thing, but her nails digging into my back and her teeth on the tender flesh at the base of my neck, though not terribly painful, were enough of a distraction for me to regain control. I’m sure I came in her a little; the sensations had been too powerful to have been totally unproductive, but I’d managed to delay the main event, and when she recovered enough to allow me to I again took control of the rhythm.Now, finally, this was what I’d wanted and looked forward to for so long. I made love to her as best I knew how and in every sense of the word; I loved her desperately, so it wasn’t a challenge so much as it was an unsurpassed joy. I kissed her and I told her how beautiful she was, and I tried – and succeeded, I think – to give her as much pleasure as I could. Both of us intensely focused, she reached several orgasms, and when I finally came some minutes later she rode yet another one with me.Afterward, both of us stunned and breathing heavily and with my weight resting partly on her where we were still joined, I raised up on my elbows and looked down into her eyes. They were smoky with arousal, her face flushed and dewy with sex sweat, and she breathed, “My god, Heath…”I kissed her again, and then softly on each eyelid as she closed her eyes. “You’re so incredible, and so beautiful, and so damn sexy and amazing. Teri, I…”When I paused, she opened her eyes and looked up into mine. “You what?”I’d almost said, ‘I love you,’ but stopped myself. Now I said, “I’ve wanted you for so long, just for me and just for a little while. Thank you.”“Oh, Heath! Don’t thank me, that was amazing… I think I’ve wanted you as much as you wanted me.”I doubted that, but it was sweet to hear. “That was incredible. I love the way you feel against me, around me.”“I love the way you feel in me too, so big and thick. Don’t pull out.”“No.” And I didn’t. I just enjoyed every detail of her that I could, knowing it might be a once in a lifetime thing, but the inevitable finally happened and when my cock finally got soft and bendy enough it slipped easily out of her in a gush of cum.She laughed. “Oops! You were right earlier when you said it had a mind of its own.”“Not much of one, since it’s apparently too stupid to realize when it’s got a good thing going.” I gently moved off her and lay alongside where I could suck her nipples and cup my hand over her sex, my fingers playing between her puffy lips in the slick of our juices.She moved under my touch, and moaned, and said, “You love that, don’t you?”“What?”“Touching me, when I’m full of cum; yours or Jake’s.”I’d never really thought about it. “Yeah, I guess I really do. I love the way you feel, so soft and wet and slippery.”“I love when you do it. It feels amazing, and for some reason it makes me feel so loved.”Again I almost said the easy thing, that she was so loved, but again caught myself. Instead, I bent and kissed her, then kissed down her chest and down her tummy to her sex, and when I parted her legs and ran my tongue up and down her cum-slick pussy, she said, “Ohh, Heath, my god…”This wasn’t something I did much, go down on her when she’d just finished with either of us; that was more in Jake’s wheelhouse, but if I couldn’t tell her how much she was loved I could show her, and I did, several times, and I thought we were delicious together.After, when she’d caught her breath, she said, “Come on, join me in the shower.”I’m pretty sure there’s not a fool alive that would have turned down that offer, and while I’ve never had any desire to work in a carwash, if a woman-wash ever opens, I’ll be first in the employment line.Touching her wet, soapy body, exploring every nook and cranny and her exploring mine – including a soapy finger deep in my ass, a favor I returned – was incredible and erotic, and I was soon rock hard and throbbing, but the best part of all may have been shampooing her hair.I’d never had an opportunity to do that before, but it may have been the most sensual, intimate, and loving thing I’d ever done to that point in my life, and when she closed her eyes and moaned softly and I felt her body relax under my touch, my fingers entangled in her sudsy locks as I massaged her scalp, I wanted it to go on and on.It couldn’t, of course, and when she bent under the spray for me to help rinse out the shampoo, her ass pressed tight to my aching erection as I reached over her, I pushed myself into the valley between her cheeks as I ran my fingers through her hair. When she slid her wet, slippery ass on me I suddenly came all over her lower back, groaning as I fountained cum on her.She laughed when I sheepishly apologized, and when I tried to go down on her in the shower to make up for it and nearly drowned, she laughed again, and it was all good. After, half-dried, I lifted her onto the vanity and knelt between her legs, where I tongued her from squeaky-clean rosebud to erect, jutting clit, thrusting my tongue into thrustable spots and sucking on suckable things. I could still taste me in her pussy, and by the time she’d come three more times I was hard again.When I rose to my feet and moved forward between her legs to enter her, she stopped me, her hand on my stomach. “Wait, I have a better idea. Finish drying off and join me in bed.”“You sure? I mean, this would work…” I took my cock in hand and rubbed the tip up and down between her lips, being sure to bump her little nubbin and getting myself lubricated.“Mmm, god…”I pushed a little closer, pressing just the head of my cock into her velvet heat, and I felt her shudder. “See?” I moved it in and out of her several times, just the head, teasing her, and I felt her body tremble again in response. “This escort izmit could work just fine.”“Stop it! Ohhh, you’re gonna make me… uhhh, mmm, oh, oh god, ohhh GOD, fuck, fuuuck!” She came hard, and I pushed all the way into her and held there as she bucked against me.When she finished, she blew out a cleansing breath and looked up at me, her eyes wide. “Jesus… You didn’t come…?”I smiled. “No, and don’t call me Jesus. It felt like you did though unless I’m reading the signs wrong.”She laughed. “God, you’re such a putz!”I have no idea where she’d picked that up – she’s not Jewish – but somewhere along the line she’d heard it was Yiddish for penis, which she hadn’t known, and she told me once – in front of Jake – that I had a nice putz and then laughed hysterically. I guess she thought it was a funny word. After that, she called me that occasionally, usually when I’d do something silly or something to intentionally get a rise out of her, but always affectionately. I didn’t mind; I’ve been called far worse things.“So, now that we’ve done it your way will you take that thing out of me and try it my way?”“It’s pretty happy where it is, but if you insist.”We both watched as I gradually slid out of her, each wet, glistening, rock-hard inch slowly reappearing, and she gasped when I came free but quickly hopped down off the countertop.Saying, “Hurry! Dry off and come back to bed,” she disappeared out the door.I finished in record time, propelled by her sense of urgency and my own aching sex, and when I rounded the corner I was rewarded by the sight of Teri on her knees on the bed, ass high in the air and toward me and her face and chest down on the bed. Her horny pussy was on glorious display, wet, pink and ready, her knees about eighteen inches apart. I could barely breathe, I was so captivated by the sight; I stopped and stared.She reached under her tummy and parted her lips, stroking herself with her fingers and giving me a few seconds to enjoy it, then wiggled her butt. “Well?”“Well… damn, that’s so perfect. I wish I had a camera.” This was her favorite position, ass in the air and doggy-style, I was well aware of that; it’s also one of mine.I’ve read since that day that it’s a submissive posture, one of supplication, but it was never that for her unless perhaps she was begging to be fucked; Teri is not at all submissive. For her, it was simply an offer she knew no man – certainly not me or Jake – could ever turn down, and it suited her needs perfectly.“No cameras.”“No, of course.” I crossed to her and softly caressed her ass, stroked her pussy lips, and then kneeled and began to pay homage to her beauty in the best way I knew how. I licked her, I kissed her ass, I toyed with her stiff little clit, I rimmed her and tongued her opening and sucked her clit and made her come, and then I rose and entered her and held myself deep, my balls against her pussy.I groaned when I felt her squeeze me. “Mmm, god. You’re incredible.”“Mmm-hmm… you like?”“No, I love. You feel so amazing inside, I just want to stay forever.”“I love the way you fill me; it feels so good.”“Me too.”“I want you to come in me again.”“I don’t think that’s going to be a problem; the problem might be not letting it happen in the next fifteen seconds.”“It’s all right if you do.”I grabbed her hips and pulled her back tight against my groin, driving myself in to the hilt, and she cried out.“No, I was kidding. Sort of, I hope; I don’t think that’s going to be an issue since I already came twice.”“Good. Then fuck me.”So I did, laying into her with long, deep thrusts, my balls slapping into her vulva with each thrust. I varied my pace and intensity each time she approached orgasm, trying to give her the best ones possible, and at one point I lay across her back, my arms around her where I could squeeze and fondle her breasts as I continued to drive myself into her with hip action only.When I straightened again, I reached around her hip and under her tummy where I could finger her hard little nub and she came again, and again moments later when I made my thumb slick with saliva and pushed it slowly into her ass.I was starting to feel like Superman, going on and on and driving the love of my life to one glorious orgasm after another, exercising my superpower of self-control, but then she reached back between her legs and began to fondle my balls. Extremely vulnerable to that particular Kryptonite, I completely lost my rhythm and thrust deep into her. “Ohh, fuck, Teri!”“Nice rack, stud… Now come in me. Do it, come on!”“I am… I’m… oohhh, fuck, yes!” I held myself deep, pumping and spurting uncontrollably; my third ejaculation in a relatively short time, I ached slightly inside as my cock pumped and flexed, but it hurt so fucking good!She showed no mercy on me, continuing to squeeze and fondle my aching danglers and stroke my taint with a fingertip as I emptied myself into her, and when I was done my cock remained temporarily hard, but the rest of me was limp.I managed to mutter, “Nice rack, huh?” and we both laughed at her silliness, but at that moment I completely understood Jake’s de rigueur post-sex naps.We both fell asleep for a while after that, after I’d slid out of her and we’d curled up with her in my arms. We woke up famished and I remembered I’d promised to take her out to dinner, but it was late and neither of us wanted to put clothes on.We cleaned up a little, enough so that she wouldn’t have cum running down her legs and scrounged the kitchen; this being a college students’ apartment, we found Ramen noodles, a box of Cheerios, a partial loaf of bread, some Pop-Tarts, and a jar of peanut butter. We settled on peanut butter sandwiches with a Pop-Tarts chaser, washed down with a rum and Coke; dinner of champions. Appropriately replenished, we went back to bed.We talked about Jake then, what we’d done to him, how he’d react, the betrayal he’d inevitably feel, and I felt like crap. I knew I’d instigated the whole thing, that Teri’s betrayal of him was entirely on my head and that my betrayal might even be harder on him than hers was. There was never any question of not telling him, of hiding it or covering it up; we both saw the unfairness of that and knew we’d be izmit escort unsuccessful in any event, that he’d know, and the attempt to lie would be just another betrayal.There was no inkling at all that she had any intention of replacing him with me, nor had I expected one; we all knew she was his, but now we had to deal with having done something we knew would hurt him.We resolved to talk to him when he came back, hopefully on Sunday before I had to go back to Wyoming, and then Teri called him to see how his Uncle Harley was doing. Turns out he’d had an aneurysm on his renal artery which had partially burst, causing internal bleeding. He was going to be okay, but they weren’t yet certain whether they’d saved the kidney. That was mostly good news.He said he’d probably hang around another day or two, and she didn’t mention me being there, although she told him she’d let me know about Harley. Breaking the news to him on the phone was not on the agenda.It was funny; she was much less concerned than I was, assuring me he’d be surprised, but otherwise okay with it. I was much less sure of that. Still, our concern didn’t keep us from heading back to bed for more lovemaking. I wasn’t yet ready for this opportunity to draw to a close.I knew that after three times I wasn’t going to instantly pop up, so I pulled her down onto my face, reverse cowgirl style with my nose tickling her bum. I’d sort of forgotten that she still had the better part of my last load in her, but it turned out I tasted pretty good with rum and coke and Teri mixed in. She soon realized why I’d positioned her like that and lay over me in a relaxed 69, applying a little mouth-to-cock resuscitation, pulling my foreskin back and licking the head until I began to respond and then taking me deep into her mouth and throat; I could have gone for that all the way to completion.Teri, however, knew what she wanted, and when I was good and hard moved down and rode me, applying the spurs and sticking to me like a burr until we’d managed to last well over the eight-second minimum required by the PRCA. When I came, filling her yet again, she held still as I pumped away, enjoying the spasms of my cock inside her while she squeezed my balls.Then we slept again, waking up in the middle of the night for a long, slow session of lovemaking. I entered her from behind as she spooned into my groin and held her in my arms as we slowly moved together in the eternal dance, and when I again spilled my seed in her I stayed in her and continued to hold her as we quietly talked for a long time, like lovers do. I wanted so badly to tell her how much I loved her, but I didn’t.We slept again, the room suffused with the scent of sex and at some point, my exhausted cock slipped out of her. When next I awoke she remained in my arms and it was light outside, and Jake was standing at the foot of the bed, his face unreadable. ~~~~~~~~~ What do you say in a moment like that? I had no idea, but eventually, I managed, “Hey.”“Hey yourself.” He sat down on the foot of the bed, near Teri’s feet as she woke up and looked at him. I was shocked that he didn’t seem more outraged, or at least surprised, then I remembered that my Jeep was parked out front.Teri said, “Hi sweetie… I didn’t expect you back this early.”He snorted. “Huh! Yeah, obviously.”I said, “How’s Harley doing?”He looked at me. “He’s going to be fine; there were so many of us there I was just in the way, so I came home. Is that all you’re going to say, ‘how’s Harley’?”He didn’t seem terribly angry, no ranting, no stomping or threats. He seemed very sad, very hurt and confused like he didn’t know quite what to say or do. Like us, in other words, and like he couldn’t process what we’d done to him. That hurt worse than if he’d screamed at me or hit me.“What’s there to say, Jake? It happened, and I’m sorry – and it’s entirely my fault, by the way.”“It takes two to tango, as they say.” He looked at Teri as he said it, then back at me. “Why are you even here?”“I came down just to hang out, so we could keep each other company, and to help Teri clean up the place for when you move out. I didn’t plan this. It just happened.” I hoped that was true; in my heart, I wasn’t sure it was, and while I felt horrible about hurting him, I wouldn’t trade the last twenty-four hours for anything.“Why don’t you two get cleaned up; we can go sit in the kitchen. This room smells like you… like fucking.”He stood and backed off a step, then waited. When we realized he had no intention of leaving us alone we went ahead and got up; Teri pulled a sheet around her waist before she stood, leaving her breasts bare, and I grabbed my shirt off the floor and held it in front of me as I got up. There was some sense in her move; I figured she was trying to spare him the sight of my cum running down her legs.I don’t know why I felt like I needed to cover myself. Maybe it was just embarrassment at having been caught or the hostility in the room. When he laughed, there was bitterness in it. “I’ve seen both of you naked a thousand times, you know; I guess that makes this my fault, in a way.”“No. You trusted me, and I let you down. I’m sorry, Jake, really I am, but you have to believe me when I tell you I instigated the whole thing.”“Oh, I believe that; the question is why. Why now, after all this time, and just a few weeks before we’re getting married?”“I don’t know. Maybe it’s because of that, because I knew everything was about to change; maybe I freaked. Honestly, though, I don’t know. I screwed up.”Teri said, “We screwed up.”I said, “No…” but Jake cut me off.“Yeah, but mostly him. He shouldn’t even be here; there was no reason with me gone.”I nodded. “Yeah, that’s true. Look, I’m sorry. What can I say…”“Nothing. There’s really nothing to say, is there? You should leave.”“Jake, it was just sex.” I hated to say that in front of Teri, because to me it was anything but ‘just sex’; it had been a precious gift, and something I knew would remain with me the rest of my life. Still, it’s not like I hadn’t had sex with her before.He laughed bitterly. “I guess that makes this all my fault. Maybe if I’d never let you get your foot in the door – or your cock in my girl izmit kendi evi olan escort – it wouldn’t have happened, right?”“I don’t know…” I was exasperated and embarrassed, and I hurt for him. “Look, bud, I don’t know. I do know we weren’t going to hide it from you; we planned to tell you, but we didn’t plan for you to walk in on us.”“Is that supposed to make it okay? Well, it doesn’t. And I’m not your ‘bud’; just go.”“Why don’t you just slug me in the mouth and get it over with?” He stared at me, not saying a word. I gave up and started gathering up my stuff, getting shoes and socks on. They stood and watched, several feet apart from each other, Teri with tears on her beautiful cheeks. We never had moved to the kitchen.I grabbed my jacket and paused to look at him. “Don’t do anything stupid, okay?” I wasn’t worried about him hurting Teri – or not physically, at least; I know him to be a far better man than that. I was more worried that in his anger and pain he might say things he’d regret forever. Words said in anger can cut deeper than the sharpest knife.“No, you’re the one in charge of doing stupid shit. Just go.”I turned and left, but as I was unlocking my car door I heard the door of their duplex slam behind me. Sort of figuring that maybe Jake had changed his mind about hitting me, I turned around. It was Teri, barefoot and dressed only in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt in the early spring chill. God, even upset and tear-streaked she was so beautiful, her hair mussed and her nipples, erect in the cold, thrusting against her thin shirt.“Heath, wait.”I waited, and when she drew close she looked up into my face. “Give him time to get over it. It’ll be okay.”“It will never be okay again.”“It will. He just needs time to work through it.”“No, not this time, trust me. Who’s known him longer?”“He’ll forgive us.”“No, he’ll forgive you. Maybe. I hope. But you’re an estrogen-based life form and he’s a testosterone-based life form, so there’s a natural affinity. He and I, two testosterone-based types, it doesn’t allow for the same tolerance levels. It’s like trying to push the positive poles of two magnets together, there’s a natural repellence that always has to be overcome.” I realized I was mixing biology and physics, but I’ve never been good at analogies.That earned a small smile. “That’s silly. You and Jake are closer than any two people I’ve ever seen.”“Were, you mean. What we did, you and I… well, to him that’s enough to screw up the earth’s magnetic field; we’re at full repulsion now.”“But…”“Teri, I should go. He’s probably watching us anyway.” She looked terribly, terribly sad, not an expression I’d ever intended to put on her face. “Hey, maybe you’re right and he’ll come around. No matter what, though, I’ll never regret those few hours we had. Thank you.”“Me either and you don’t need to thank me. It was wonderful for me too.”I smiled. “I’m glad. It was selfish of me, but I’ve wanted that time with you for so long.” She sniffled, and I said, “Goodbye, Teri. The last few years, with you and Jake, have been the best years of my life. I’ll never forget the way we were.”“You’re still our best man – we’ll see you in a few weeks; he’ll be better by then.”I shook my head. “No, I’m sure he’ll change that, find someone else.”“Oh, Heath!” She tried unsuccessfully to stifle a small sob, then stepped forward to hug me and stretched up for a quick kiss, and then I got in my car and drove away. I think I fought tears, also not always successfully, for the first fifty miles of the seventy-five-mile trip, and my heart was a lead weight in my chest.I hadn’t been lying when I’d told her that I’d never regret our time together, however. I can’t imagine how I could ever regret something as beautiful, as amazing that had been.  ~~~~~~~~~ The next few weeks weren’t as hard as I thought they might be. With final exams, preparing for graduation, and them finalizing wedding plans we probably wouldn’t have had time to get together anyway, so it didn’t feel abnormal.About ten days before their planned wedding I was surprised by a phone call from Teri. After the awkward small talk, she said, “He’s doing okay. I mean, we’re okay. He forgave me like you said.”“Oh, thank God, Teri. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I mean, I miss you guys like crazy, but I can live with it if I know I didn’t screw up your lives.” In reality, I wasn’t at all sure that I could; I ached for their company and desperately wished I could turn back the clock. “So the wedding is still on as planned?”“Yep, so don’t forget about the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner next Thursday.”“What? I can’t believe he still wants me there. Why didn’t he pick a different best man?”“He said there was nobody else he wanted to stand up with him. He was planning to go without one.”“He probably should.”“No. I told him that wasn’t an option, so it has to be you.”“Jeez, you’re a stubborn one. But I knew that.”“Don’t ever forget it either!” she laughed. “So you’ll be there?”“Or risk pissing you off? It will be awkward, but of course I’ll be there.” She reminded me of the venue and time for the rehearsal and the name of the restaurant for after. I was amazed, but I also allowed myself to hope that maybe it meant Jake was coming to grips with what we’d done.It was the betrayal, after all, the fact that I’d failed to abide by one of the very few rules he’d set on the relationship and not the fact that I’d had sex with his girl; that part wasn’t new. Still, all he’d asked of me was to understand that it was the three of us or not at all and I hadn’t even managed to comply with that simple thing. I guess I’d have been pissed too – I’m sure that to him it was too much like trying to take her for myself, which, in fact, was something I’d wrestled with since the beginning. ~~~~~~~~~ It turned out that my hope was in vain. He hadn’t gotten over it and was still deeply hurt and betrayed by what I’d done; in fact, I wondered if part of the reason he’d gone along with me being there was so that I could feel the pain of witnessing their marriage and knowing that I’d lost. It was awkward and uncomfortable and he barely spoke to me at the rehearsal and subsequent dinner.Teri did her best to compensate for his hostility, but he watched her like a hawk the entire time and his jealousy, which had never been a part of our relationship before, cast a pall. I’d always been the one jealous of what they had but I’d done my best to not show it; Jake made no such concession.

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