Kris was my best friend. We had been bff s before bff’s were even a thing. 6th grade on. College roommate even. And then…Zack.
Zack was her bf. I heard them have sex…idk, a LOT. He was foul, and treated her like trash. I was not a fan but, whatever. I was also not a fan of their weekly “I caught you cheating it’s over ” Saturday morning fight. And this one Saturday, it was one of those. Kris was screaming he was explaining…I retreated into the living room, so not to hear as much. 10 minutes later, they burst into the same formerly peaceful living room.
I rolled my eyes and continued listening to my Walk Man. (Don’t judge. ) the tape ended but, I didn’t want them to know so I just picked something to zone out on. And of all the things to pick…his cock. I mean, it was under tighty whities but still. It looked big, thick. Masculine. So I tuned them out and zoned, until I couldn’t because Kris was screaming my name. Julz, why the F are you staring at my boyfriends dick?
The heat of embarrassment. From my feet to my chest and my face. Beat hot red. I was mortified, and I just dropped my head. So now, hes smirking. Shes screaming. And me? I’m dying. I didn’t even acknowledge her. I was utterly Humiliated. Until it got worse.
Zack called my name firmly, but slowly. “Look up, Julz.”
Nope.
“Julz…look at me.”
And damnnit I did.
This helped nothing because she was still screaming and he was smirking. But, I was ok. I was tuned into his voice and ok. Kris, was not. She left and slammed the door back to her room, cursing both of us. Drawers flying open. Closet. It was bad!
But then Zack gave me a cigarette, and I gently inhaled. Zack was softly telling me how beautiful I am and openly staring. I was wearing an overshirt, and a pair of panties. He, just the white underwear.
He sat down next to me, kissed my ear, squeezed my hand and just said, if you want it, show me. He backed off, stared at me. I dont even know what happened but…I suddenly had my hand on it. And I liked what I felt. He stood up, dropped his undies just under his balls, and stood in front of me. He kissed my neck, and patted my left thigh which I instinctively opened up for him. He grabbed me and sure enough…soaked.
Kris walked in on this, and just literally laughed at me. “You fucking little whore.”
It stung, but it was true. Zack told me to undress and head to his room. And, I did. Well, sorta. I lost my shirt and wet panties from the couch to my bed. I sat down and he began to tell me that Kris told all my secrets. Kris had told him everything. I felt exposed and ruined. But, she was no longer screaming. She was quietly smoking, and she told me, dont be here when I get back. And then, it was just he and i.
Zack walked closer, and i knew what he wanted. What every guy wants: head from a pro. So I began, and I just utterly submitted. Hands on my shoulders, he hugged me as I blew him, until I couldn’t help it and I wanted more. I stopped and began to lean back on the bed.
Zack looked at me disappointedly. He told me to get on all 4s, so I did. I told him where the condoms were. Zack laughed, locked his arm around my knees and merely said…im not using one.
I was face down butt up. Zack was just talking trash about all the intimate moments I had shared w Kris. I was drenched. My thighs were dripping. His hands grabbed my ass…and he asked what I thought about anal. I didn’t care. I just wanted his dick at that point. And that’s what happened. He played his cock along my ass until.i begged. For 5 minutes, I begged,
He slowly worked it in. I cursed him, in silence but the truth was I fucking loved it. As he slowly worked in, I returned his thrusts. Slowly at first, then harder. One hand pulled an arm behind my back until I squeaked. He let go, grabbed my hair, and asked if I was really ready. And then he tore my ass up. Id never cum from anal, but I did from his anal. I don’t know how long he fucked me. How many times I came. I shook all-over for the duration. My stomach. My legs. My back. Just a whore in heat, is what he called me. And I was. For him, I would have done ANYTHING.
Kris? We talked eventually that night. They got back together, and we just decided to move past it. We also made a pact to never do that again, except for w Zack. She admitted she enjoyed seeing the 2 of us, and she completely lost her crap because it turned her on.
It was a fun semester. Maybe I’ll tell more later.