Jenna and her friend Katie sat by each other at Katie’s home listening to music playing softly in the background as they enjoyed their company and surfed on their phone. Jenna had tan skin and dark brown hair. She had a pair of C cup worthy badonkers, but she kept them cooped up in a sports bra and so most guys couldn’t tell how well she was packing. Other than that Jenna was a toned, athletic, Amazonian figured young woman with a face that looked like she was 22. In reality she was only 19.
Katie was a pale skinned and blonde haired, with streaks of vibrant purple running down her hair. She looked like she was ebbing out of some punk, goth phase of her life. She was thicker than Jenna, but didn’t have the boobs like Jenna, but flaunted them with a B cup bra and tighter shirt that really presented her goods.
Jenna giggled, and shook her head in disappointment.
“What’s up?” asked Katie.
“Thomas is being horny again,” said Jenna. Thomas was Jenna’s closest friend and over the last year or so they’d been closer than any other person she’d known. She was worried she’d have to friendzone him if he caught feelings for her, because as great of a friend he was, Thomas was not at all her type.
“What is he sending you?” asked Katie with a brow raised. Jenna knew Katie had been shipping the two secretly for a long time now, and Jenna knew why. Thomas and Jenna were very closer. It was this strange combination of too close to just be friends, but not close enough to be partners. They just felt completely comfortable with each other.
“Nothing!” cried Jenna, blushing. “He’s just talking about some girl he saw in the mall.”
“Oh, so he’s talking about *other* girls.”
“Yeah…” Jenna said with a scowl. “He just said it’s hard because he’s trying to hold back a boner. He’s with his family…”
“That boy needs a release if just the sight of a hot girl is setting him off,” said Katie.
“Well maybe he should find a girl to do that for him. I’m sure he’ll find someone. I’ve given him a lot of tips to give him more game.”
“Well I know one girl that would be a perfect person for a release.”
Jenna gave Katie a sidelong look. “I’m not having sex with him. He’s my friend. And either way… I’m not really ready for sex right now. It’s a weird concept to me still.”
Katie rolled her eyes. “Oh, you sweet summer child. There are other ways to reward a boy like Thomas.”
“He doesn’t need a *reward*. Especially not of that kind.”
“Oh, hon. Come on! He drove you around for at least 60 hours all added up. He was there when you were going through your rough phase. He was seriously worried when you got peer pressured to go to that party, he skipped his hang out with his friends so he could drive over to that place to check on you. He knows a lot about you and cares deeply for you.”
“Yeah, because we’re friends!”
“Yeah, and as a friend you have to at least admit he deserves something!”
“I’m not having sex with him.”
“Oh, hon, as I said, there are other ways.”
“L-like?”
“If you don’t want penetration, I get that. If you don’t want to get nude, I get that too. But you have two hands for a reason. And you have those bras from last week you bought and NEVER used. Those will really put your mommy milkers on display.”
Jenna blushed.
“Oh, you know for a fact he will like it.”
Jenna knew he would. She HAD worn them and she’d sent pictures to Thomas nervously to ask for his opinion. He just sent back “WOW WTF. YOU LOOK AMAZING!”
Afterwards, Jenna had felt more secure about her looks.
“Yeah, I guess. But I have never given a handjob before,” said Jenna.
“Oh, hon, don’t worry. He’s your friend. He won’t judge you or leave you if you botch a handjob. Boy like him’s probably never been touched there before by anyone but himself. He’ll probably fire off within seconds of contact so you really don’t have to be ‘good'”
Jenna bit her lip as she considered. She received another text. “Oh, no. He asked the girl for some coffee, but she rejected him immediately.”
“Aww, he’s just been rejected. Now’s your chance. Make him feel better!”
“Ugh, fine. I’ll invite him over to my house. I hate that you made me do this.”
“You agreed! I just offered advice.”
“Sureee…”
LATER THAT DAY…
“Hey, Tommy,” said Jenna with a smile.
Thomas entered her apartment with a defeated look. “She was so pretty,” he said. “I thought she was winking at me but I think it was the guy behind me.” Thomas gave Jenna a hug and rubbed her back like she always loved. She felt his warmth and felt safe in his arms. “How have you been?” he asked.
“I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” said Jenna.
Thomas sat on her couch and she remained standing. “What about? Is anything wrong?”
“Um.. I…” She didn’t know how to start. Should she go ‘hey, Tommy, I decided I’m going to give you a handjob for being such a good friend!” She pursed her lips. She couldn’t turn back now. She could, but she wanted him to feel better about today. “I’ll just show you. Give me 5 minutes.”
“Um, okay, no problem.”
Jenna left to go inside her room.
FIVE MINUTES LATER….
Thomas’s jaw fell open when he saw Jenna walk back out where he sat wearing her tight shirt that pronounced her full boobs. They looked massive on her just because of every other time she wore looser clothing that hid them. It was like being blind your entire life and then seeing a candle light. Bright as can be. And these were big as can be. Suddenly, Thomas felt his prick begin to prod inside his pants. She wore tight, denim short shorts as well along with her top and Thomas blushed at seeing her legs exposed so much. Her thighs were toned, and so were her calves. Her ankles smooth and her feet elegant as she slowly walked over to him. She had a natural beauty, and he respected that. No makeup, and yet she looked like a model. He didn’t have that opinion of her when they first met years ago, however. She was all things considered slightly above average in the face. But he’d heard that attraction grew the more you knew the person and he knew her more than anyone else in her life.
“Jenna…” gasped Thomas.
Jenna’s eyes wandered over to the tent on his crotch and blushed.
“Oh, I…” stammered Thomas. “I did say you wearing that makes me… Well I can’t help it… The pictures don’t do you justice.”
“Just shut up for a bit, okay?” asked Jenna. “Katie said that as you’ve been such a good… no great friend to me this past year especially, I should give you a reward.” She posed dramtically like some model and blushed immediately afterwards, giving an awkward giggle. “Here I am!”
“Oh man,” said Thomas. “This is quite the reward. I will say, though, when I go home, I am going to spend some alone time.” Thomas cringed. “Sorry, I know that’s weird. But I did tell you, you are very attractive.”
Jenna gave him a sweet smile and slowly fell to her knees between his legs. “That’s what I’m here for.”
“You said you don’t like the idea of a dick in your mouth.”
“Yeah but I never said anything about my hands.” She began to unzip his trousers.
“Oh, my god. I can’t believe this. What kind of friends are we?” laughed Thomas.
“Friends with benefits?” asked Jenna with a sweet smirk, she felt awkward doing for sure, but Thomas recalled telling her he loved when girls did that. The fact that she went that extra mile (so many extra miles) made this even more pleasurable. His love and respect for his best friend shot through the stratosphere.
His cock sprung up and bounced about, and Jenna flinched at it. It was modest 6 inches, nothing to be ashamed of, but neither was it some form of weapon of a hero. However, it was hard as steel as Jenna loomed over it, biting her lip. Thomas wondered if she was aroused. He knew she didn’t have much of a sex drive, in fact, one could say she was borderline asexual. In some ways that further showcased her love and affection for her best friend.
Jenna wrapped her hand around the shaft and Thomas shuddered. She pulled back. “Sorry!”
“No,” groaned Thomas. “That was amazing.”
“Really?”
“Yeah…” Thomas was breathless. “But I might finish really quick to be honest. Like… really quick.”
Jenna chortled. “Oh man, you are horny today.”
“I went on vacation for a bit remember? I wasn’t able to have any alone time for a while. And then that girl at the mall. And now… and now you. I am literally primed for explosion.”
“Oh, boy.” Jenna bit her lip again as she reached forward again. Thomas shuddered once more, but she kept stroking this time, feeling the warm. pulsing meat in her hands. Thomas moaned again and again as she stroked and stroked. She watched his mouth open in pleasure and she smiled, milldly proud of her skills. Then again he was a virgin just like her. So his bar wasn’t any higher than hers. But that made this somewhat more special and intimate.
She kept going with the stroking, feeling the dick somehow harden even more. She started stroking faster and Thomas let out a squeak.
“I’m cumming!” he croaked and as per Katie’s stories of her several handjobs, Jenna increased her pace.
The pleasure that exploded through Thomas’s entire system as ropes of white spunk shot upward and splattered onto Jenna’s hands and forearms sent him shaking. Then with immense fright and a heavy amount of pleasure taken to the extreme (so much so it wrapped back around to pain) he realized she was still stroking, faster and faster, her teeth gritting from the effort.
“AHHH!” Thomas cried, shooting forward to stop her. “Please, no! Oh god no!”
Jenna flinched back with a startled look as she saw her friend essentially revert into a fetal position, covered in sweat. She then looked at her creamed hands and arms and grimaced in disgust. She looked at him breathing heavily. Then she laughed. “What happened?”
“It was really sensitive!” he said. “It hurt a lot. But in a good bad way. It’s just a sensory overload.”
“Oh,” said Jenna. Her face drooped. “I’m really sorry. I’m not good at this…”
“No, no, no,” said Thomas, seeing his friend sink into her shell. “You were amazing. You look amazing. You felt amazing. God you’re amazing.”
Jenna’s eyes lit up at that.
“You didn’t know about that Jen, and that’s fine. You think I know much of what happens down there for women? We’re learning. It happens.”
“You had fun?”
“More than ever. You’re hot as fuck, girl.”
Jenna beamed at that, a little moisture forming in her eyes. “So then this spunk all over me was worth it.”
“You’re amazing.”
“This won’t be a daily thing by the way!” warned Jenna pointing at him. “Only on special occasions.” She gave his balls a slight, playful tug. “Only when you’ve been a good boy.”
“Always,” winked Thomas.
Jenna left to go clean up and change.
Thomas sat back with a grin on his face.
End of Story
NOTE: I might do a part 2 if people like this enough. I want to see if there’s an interest in this before I commit to more.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/o0gtee/the_good_friend_fwb_m20f19