I sipped at my wine, standing quietly in the corner as the house filled with people. Katy and I hadn’t spoken much since the night of the pub, but she acted fairly normally toward me when we spoke, so I assume Max had not told her about the incident between the two of us. When we finally got together, about a week after the pub night, we decided to plan a small party at Katy’s place over the weekend.
We had a small table of booze and mixes, some snacks, and a bumpin’ playlist. The party was on. People began to show up around nine in the evening, and Max was one of the first to arrive. We made uncomfortable eye contact when he walked in, but he immediately made his way over to me and said hello. I smiled sheepishly, my face pink with shame, and returned his greeting.
“Look Holly, let’s put what happened behind us.” He leaned in and whispered to me. “Friends?”
“Absolutely. Thanks, Max.” I beamed. “Let me buy you a drink.”
Max laughed at my terrible joke, and I poured him his usual drink, a rum and coke. I looked around the room, and as Max leaned away to give Katy a hello kiss, I slipped one the the pills from my cleavage, and dropped it subtly into Max’s glass. He turned back toward me and took his drink with a grateful nod. I watched him take a big gulp as I took another sip of my wine, and I smiled, knowing first hand that the pill had no taste. One for me, one for him. Done.
The night went on, and by two o’clock in the morning, most people had either passed out, or caught a ride home. Katy, after a couple of bottles of merlot, was passed out in her bed, and Max tucked her in comfortably. We were the last two awake, though I had had a bottle of wine to myself, and was feeling a bit tipsy. Max had stopped early in the night, and offered me a ride home, which I gladly accepted. We were in the car, chatting casually as if there had never been such awkwardness between us. It was comforting and reassuring that he was so quick to forgive my indiscretion. I saw out of the corner of my eye, that Max was cautiously looking at my legs as he drove. I was wearing a pair of tiny denim shorts, and a brown tank top covered in pink and red flowers. He noticed my long, smooth legs, and I shifted slightly to show off my thighs.
We made it to my apartment, and Max pulled into the parking lot. I made sure to stumble a bit as I stepped out of the car, and Max came to my aid. He allowed me to hook my arm into his, and he helped me inside. I leaned close to him, exaggerating my drunken state, until we got up into my apartment. He made sure I was safe in my bedroom, and as he was about to leave, I stumbled clumbsily against the door frame, blocking his exit.
“Wow, that was quite a party.” I made conversation, trying to come up with a reason he should stay.
“Yeah, it was another great night with the gang. I should really get back to Katy, though.” He took a step toward the door, but I didn’t move
“Maybe you should stay.” I whispered seductively, looking up at him with hungry eyes. He noticed that my drunken slurs and wobbling legs had suddenly subsided, and I stood steadily in the doorway, pushing my chest out toward him.
“Woah, Holly, havn’t we been over this? I forgave you for the other night, don’t make this weird so that we can’t even be friends anymore. This isn’t happening. Ok?” He tried to walk passed me through the door, but this time I wasn’t taking ‘no’ for an answer.
“No, it’s not ok.” I pressed my palm against his chest and pushed him backward, back into the room. I could feel his heart beating hard through his chest, and his breathing quickened as he realized the intensity of the situation. I shut the door behind me, gazing at him with a thirst I had never felt before. My pulse was pounding in my temples, and I crept closer and closer to him.
“Holly, what exactly do think is going to happen here? Are you going to take me against my will or something?” He snickered. His voice wavered a bit and for the first time, I realized he was getting turned on by my forcefulness. He was trying so hard to resist, to act like he wasn’t interested, but I knew better.
“Actually, I think you’re going to give me what I want.” I smirked, taking a few slow and seductive steps toward him. My heels clicked against the hardwood flooring, every tap sending a shiver down his spine. “In fact, I think it’s what you want to. You like the idea of me taking what I want from you right here and now. You get turned on by the thought of me on top of you, grinding and touching you all over while your girlfriend is passed out at home alone.”
I ran my hands up his chest and fondled him, forcing him back towards the bed. As soon as I mentioned Katy, however, his eyes focused and he gave his head a shake. He grabbed onto my wrists, just like he did that night in the pub, and tried to push me away.
“Christ. What am I doing? I’m not into this, I could never ever do this to Katy. How could I ever be turned on by my girlfriends best friend!” He resisted fiercely, but I knew there was something burning deep inside him that I could exploit.
“There’s a little something right here that sais otherwise.” I teased, reaching down abruptly and grabbing Max’s throbbing bulge. “Actually, maybe it’s not so little after all.”
Max jumped at my groping fingers, and his eyes closed as he let out a desperate sigh. I felt him tremble at my touch, his brain trying to fight what he knew his body wanted. I grasped his growing erection through his thin pants, the fabric barely containing the thick, hard shaft that I handled with such enthusiasm. His breath was shallow and hurried. His eyes fluttered as he enjoyed my forceful touch. I knew it wouldn’t be easy, but he would be mine.
“Wait, no!” He snapped back to reality. Grabbing me by the shoulders and shoving me away. “I can’t do this to Katy! I love her!” He made his way toward the door, and I darted into his path to stop him. I knew that all I needed was one time, one night of weakness, and I would have him forever. The old woman promised me. All I had to do was entice him this one night, and he would never be able to resist me ever again.
“You may think you do.” I corrected him. “But I know what you really want.” With that, I thrust myself forward and planted my lips on his. He was startled, but the second my lips touched his, he melted into me. His arms curled around my waist and he pulled me into him in a passionate embrace that couldn’t compare to even my most intense dreams. His lips were soft and tasted sweet, I bit his lower lip and ran my fingers through his sandy hair.
His fingers were stiff around my waist, and I could tell he was anxious. I ran my hands all over his body and guided him across the room to my bed. Our lips never parted, and just as I pulled away from him, I shoved him back onto my mattress. He flopped down into his back, his pants tenting with a nervous erection. I immediately crawled on top of him with my hands on either side of his head, straddling him and leaning forward so that my ample cleavage was right in front of his face. He looked up at me, gazing at my breasts like a hungry dog, and he swallowed hard as his hands slid down my back and rested in my round backside.
“I, I can’t, Holly. We really shouldn’t be doing this. We can just forget this ever happened.” His words didn’t match his body language, his hands grabbing and squeezing at my firm ass, and his eyes darting back and forth between my chest and my glossy lips.
“Mmm, is that so?” I asked, trailing my fingernail down his body until my hand reached his bulge. “Tell me you don’t want it.”
In one quick snap, I unbuttoned his jeans, and the zipper began to lower as the pressure behind his fly opened his pants without my help. He sucked in a deep, quick inhalation, and let out a soft, sputtering moan as his bulge was somewhat freed. I worked his manhood out of his cotton boxer briefs and soon he was throbbing in my hand. The room was dark, but I could clearly see the expression of blissful agony on his face. I could sense his inner turmoil as he allowed me to stroke him from base to tip. He let out little whimpers, and I felt his precum leak over my fingers.
I wanted to taste the juicy gift that gushed from his engorged head, but I knew that the situation was delicate. The woman who gave me these pills assured me that once he came inside me, he would never be able to be with another woman. I had to get him inside me as quickly as possible.
“Mmm, you feel like you need something tight and warm wrapped around that thick cock.” I whispered, gently kissing his cheek. I lifted myself up, and slowly unbuttoned my denim shorts as he watched, hypnotized. I stood up next to the bed, and slid the denim down my hips. I turned, and bent over to show off my supple backside. My shorts dropped down my thighs and my perfect, round ass was exposed. My red thong framed my cheeks, and I teased him as I wrapped my fingers around the bottom of my tank top. I pulled my shirt over my head, my matching red lace bra pushing my breasts up and together.
I turned back toward him, cupping my tits and squeezing them together. He was panting on the bed, swallowing hard as I stripped for him. I unclasped my bra, letting it drop to the floor, and revealing my perky breasts. I played with my thong, pulling the hips out and sliding it down, the wetness dampening the lace as it fell down around my thighs. Here I was, standing naked and ready in front of the man of my dreams. I climbed back on top of him, my tits hanging in his face, and my moist, shaven pussy rubbing over his curved shaft. I grinded against him, getting his member nice and lubricated with my feminine juices, when he tried one last time to resist.
“Wait, I can’t! This is so wrong!” He protested. Before he could stop me, I sat back on him, his tool sliding inside me without resistance.
We both released a long, pleasurable moan, as his manhood filled me completely. He was long and girthy, even bigger than I had imagined. The moment he entered me, we both felt something incredible. His reluctance was gone. He felt my ass and wrapped his strong hands around my hips, thrusting up into me and enjoying my taut hole as his own. Little did he know, it was about to become the best sex he could ever have dreamed of.
“Oooh, yes! Max, you like me nice and tight?” I groaned. Max nodded and sighed as he felt my warmth. “Mmm, good!”
The pill gave me wonderful abilities. Abilities I could use to make Max weak to my body. I could suddenly control the tightness of my pussy, and I knew I could make him mine.
I tightened myself, squeezing his shaft and compressing his member until he let out a loud grunt. The expression of satisfaction on his face let me know that I was succeeding in my plan. I bounced my ass up and down on his massive pole, squeezing him and stroking him with my versatile pussy. I shifted around him, circling my hips and grinding into him as I moaned. My tits bounced over his face and he sucked gently on my nipples. His hands grabbed at my body, fondling me and pulling me hard into him as he thrust upward.
“You feel so tight! It’s like you’re squeezing me in all the best ways. Jesus, how do you feel so incredible?” Max panted. I giggled to myself, and with a sudden and swift motion, he pushed me off of him. I worried that he had changed his mind again, but was reassured when he positioned himself behind me and pulled me up onto my knees.
I felt him slide inside me nice and easy, taking care not to enter too quickly. I had never been with such a sensitive and gentle lover, and I knew that he was meant for me. Any guilt or shame that I had felt for seducing my best friend’s boyfriend, was long gone. His sweetly caressed my rounded backside, leaving me gasping. I bounced my ass up and down on his member, and he fucked me hard from behind. I pushed myself back into him, his toned body grasping at me and thrusting forward into my moist cavern.
This is the moment that I knew I could really impress him. I focused intently on controlling the muscles in my pussy, contracting them, and willing myself to gush. Suddenly, it happened. I squirted and gushed around his thick mass, juices dripping down my thighs and soaking him in my feminine liquid. My wetness coated both of us from the waist down, and I could hear him moaning at my incredible moisture.
“Holy fuck, girl! Jesus Christ, yes!” My sudden spurting seemed to please him. And his pace quickened. He grabbed my hips and smacked my ass as he pounded me like a jackhammer. “Oh shit, I-I’m going to cum! Can I cum all over your face?” He asked. As delicious as it sounded to have his cream coating my lips, I knew that he had to cum inside me for the pill to have the desired effect. The woman assured me, that once he unloaded inside me, he would need me again and again, never to get hard or ejaculate unless it was inside me. This was going to be a challenge, as I was sure Max would have a problem with finishing inside me without protection.
“Mmm, maybe you should cum right where you are.” I suggested with a sultry tone. As I had suspected, Max was less into the idea.
“Oh, I can’t do that. Here, turn over and let me shower you with my cum, I’m so close!”
I leaned forward, his cock slipping from my hole and my juices dripping from my gaping hole. I moved to turn over, but at the last moment, I grabbed onto Max’s arm. I pulled him down onto the bed and climbed on top of him. He began to protest, but I immediately lowered myself onto his pulsing girth. I could feel his tip throbbing and he leaked precum as I began to ride him.
“No, Holly! We can’t!” He protested, trying to push me off of him. I wrapped my hands around his neck and interlocked my fingers. Try as he might, he couldn’t force me away, and I grinded against him hard and fast as he groaned and begged me to stop.
“Cum for me Max! Cum inside this delicious little cunt!” I cried out, riding him like a pornstar. I tightened my internal muscles, squeezing and releasing in a rhythmic dance that had him red faced and ready to release.
“I-I….ooooh! Fuck, Holly!” He held his breath, letting a slow and steady grunt out as he exploded. I could feel his pulse in this shaft, the spurting of his manhood filling me. His warm fluids dripped out around his thickness, coating my insides and glazing my thighs.
“Yes! Yes!” I cried out, reaching my own heavenly climax. It came upon me so suddenly, and we cried out together in ecstacy. Our bodies pressed together, and our muscles contracted as one. We gasped and panted, writhing and grinding as we finished simultaneously.
Our bodies began to calm, and we breathed heavily as we collapsed onto the bed in each others arms. After a few moments of bliss, our minds relaxed and our bodies cooled off, I looked over at Max. His expression could only be described as a mixture of satisfaction and guilt. The orgasmic joy was beginning to fade, and the post orgasm shame was building inside him, I could see it.
“Shit. What the fuck did we just do?” He asked, to nobody in particular. “I can’t believe I just did that. And on top of it all, I came inside you? Bareback! How could you do that?” He sat up, quickly dressing himself and shaking his head the entire time.
“Don’t worry so much, she’ll never know about us.” I assured him.
“Us?” He scoffed. “There is no us, Holly! This is never happening again, I don’t want to see you again, either. Don’t bother coming around when I’m at Katy’s.” With that comment, he rushed out of my bedroom and slammed the front door on his way out of my apartment.
I laid on my bed, basking in the excitement of what had just happened. I played with the cum the dribbled from my used hole, and I smiled. He would be back.
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