My ex always knew I had eyes for her best friend. The thing was, I found my ex, a thick and curvy blonde with a big ass and huge tits, to be smoking hot. But I also found her super petit Korean best friend to be super hot, too. In fact, one night, when my ex asked who I’d want to invite into the bedroom, I said Hae-Won.
It didn’t go over well.
Hae knew I had eyes for her, too. One weekend, we packed our car up and drove to the beach. When Hae found out, she tagged alone last minute, tossing a few thong bikinis and sundresses into a bag. When my now ex went into the ocean for a dip, Hae asked if I’d get her back, shaking a bottle of lotion in my face.
I hopped onto my knees and proceeded to give her the most obvious massage of all time, lifting her bikini strap up to lotion her back, running my hands down her sides, just a little too close to her small breasts, and then, finally, to the small of her back. She moaned briefly, which of course, … well, I got hard. What can I say?
Hae knew I liked her. It was OBVIOUS. And she was a bit of a tease. When we were sitting on the couch, while my ex showered, Hae was wearing skimpy booty shorts and sitting, totally spread eagle on the couch. I would occasionally glance down. And when I did, she would spread her legs wider, exposing the slightest bit of lip. In my mind, I was jumping on Hae, sliding my cock into her and pumping a load inside of her, while kissing her neck and playing with her rock hard nipples. But in reality, I was sitting across from her, saying nothing. Doing nothing.
The next morning, when my ex woke up, she stumbled down to the lobby, where free coffee was provided. Hae was on the sleepsofa and woke up when the door slammed. We both rolled around in bed, bitching about how tired we were. And then, we both got up to go to the bathroom.
“Oh,” I said. “Go for it.”
“Well, what are you gonna do in there?” She asked.
“Brush my teeth,” I said.
“Ok.”
Hae and I walked into the bathroom, which had double sinks. I assumed she was going to brush her teeth, too, but instead, she pulled her shorts down, sat on the toilet, and peed. I turned, slowly, my eyes wide.
“What?” She said. “Janet doesn’t pee in front of you?”
“Yeah,” I said. “But … she’s my girlfriend.”
Hae playfully rolled her eyes and said, “It’s a pussy. Seen one, you’ve seen ’em all. See?”
Hae spread her legs and pulled her pussy lips open, giggling hysterically. But I was entranced. Hae was petit, and had a small bush over her pussy. She was full of energy. Stunningly beautiful. And free with her body. She didn’t care about anything. I finished brushing my teeth as Hae stripped fully nude and got into the shower.
“Can you get my back?” She asked, laughing as she yanked the shower curtain shut.
My cock was ROCK HARD.
I wasn’t sure if Hae was being goofy, or if she was some sort of double agent — who planned on running to Janet to say he tried to put the moves on me! Janet WAS very suspicious. I wouldn’t have been surprised if she put Hae up to that sort of thing. But I would have been surprised if Hae played along.
On our last night, we all spent an hour in the jacuzzi downstairs. My mind raced about a jacuzzi threesome, which, of course, did not happen. But when we headed upstairs, Janet went to the bathroom to shower.
“Hey,” Hae said, walking into the bedroom as I undressed. “I have something weird to ask …”
“What’s up?” I said.
“I’ve always wanted to hear another couple FUCK. Could you? Tonight? For little ol’ me?”
“Yup,” I said, laughing as I stripped totally naked, exposing my rock hard cock to Hae. Her eyes grew wide. I don’t think she was expecting me to be that … large.
“Daaaamn,” she whispered as I walked into the bathroom and got into the shower with Janet. When we came out, Hae was in bed, pretending to be fast asleep. I took Janet into the bedroom and fucked her brains out. Janet was a moaner — and loud. And even though she tried to be on good behavior and stay quiet, it was impossible. She moaned, cried, shouted, and eventually, came as hard as she always did.
I emptied my load into her and then we sat in the silence.
“Do … do you think Hae heard us?” Janet whispered.
“Doubt it,” I whispered. “She’s passed out.”
“Go check,” she whispered.
I got out of bed and covered myself with an old towel. I opened the door and stepped into the living room. The light by the foyer was still on. I closed the door behind me. Hae glanced up and smiled. I gave her the thumbs up. She yanked the covers off, to reveal her totally nude body. She was masturbating. My eyes popped. She motioned to remove the towel, so I did, still exposing my semi-hard cock, coated in juices, still dripping cum.
Hae’s eyes grew wide. She licked her lips and someone, by some miracle of science, my cock got hard again. I shook my head. This was so wrong. And then I winked to Hae, who winked back.
I went to the bathroom, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and when I came back out, Hae was totally asleep, her blanket only covering her waist, her breasts exposed.
To say I was totally nuts for Hae would be an understatement. I wanted her so badly. I wanted to touch her and feel her and kiss her and taste her. I wanted to turn her over and fuck her from behind. I wanted to feel her ass. I wanted to cum inside of her. But I also wanted to cum on her, to see what my thick, white sperm would look like across her light brown skin.
But I wasn’t the cheating type. And was I really going to thrown away my relationship with Janet just for one night with Hae? It’s not like we’d date. I couldn’t see either of us being that cruel. That would destroy Janet and make her distrust everyone.
About a solid year later, Janet and I had broken up. I did the whole Tinder thing for a while, fucking my way through town. But I always thought about Hae. I thought how inappropriate it would be to message her. But I also thought about how she exposed her pussy to me on the toilet. And how she asked for Janet and I to fuck so she could masturbate.
And then, one afternoon, I happened to be running some errands by Hae’s old apartment. I texted her.
“Guess where I am?” I asked.
“??” She responded.
“I’m at the Vitamin Shoppe on the corner of your building.”
“SHUT UP!” She responded. “Dude I MISS YOU! Come upstairs!”
When I got upstairs, Hae gave me a super tight hug.
“I hate break ups, because you have to pick sides. Even if you don’t – and you’re trying to be all mature like *I can be friends with everyone …* you can’t. It’s fucking HARD. I MISS YOU!”
“I miss you too,” I said, rubbing her shoulder.
“You know,” she said. “I always had a little bit of a thing for you.”
“Is that so?” I asked, legit surprised.
“Yeah, dude,” Hae said, plopping down on her sofa.
“Well, no surprise here, but … same here.”
“… should … should we fuck?” She asked.
I leaned back.
“I mean, don’t play stupid,” Hae said. “It’s been on our minds for YEARS. We have the opportunity to do it, now. You’re here. I’m here. What do you say? One night only.”
I stood up … my eyes darting around the room anxiously. Hae spread her legs slowly, smirking, nodding, egging me on.
“Let’s do it,” I said.
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