I had known “Zack” for years. We had absolutely never gotten along. He would torment me relentlessly, he caused so much trouble for me in school. Constantly pushing my buttons, always trying to embarrass me in front of our peers and friends. I was pretty alternative and he was pretty “preppy” in a social sense. He would call me weird all the time and try to make me feel bad about myself. We actually got into several explosive arguments in class that resulted in us both being disciplined. At which point he’d call me crazy. I hated him, and I was pretty certain he hated me.
When we were seniors my best friend (Eric) started dating his best friend (Kate). Having to be in close proximity to him to be supportive of my friend was absolute torture. I avoided it as often as possible. I’d make up excuses constantly, Kate certainly knew, and I’m sure Zack and Eric did as well.
One afternoon I was in desperate need of a joint and my usual opportunities to smoke were limited. My car was being repaired, a bunch of parents were home for a holiday etc. My Eric’s mom was out of town, he had the house to himself. Kate convinced me to go smoke and chill at his house until we’d go to a party in the evening.
We got there and walked in, there was Zack. Sitting in a recliner in the living room. He made a face. I made a face and sat in the furthest seat from him. I was getting my stuff ready to roll up, and he started acting clearly annoyed. Zack didn’t smoke. He started giving me shit about smoking. When I pointed out he didn’t have a problem with Eric smoking my shit, Zack informed me that it is “trashy for GIRLS to smoke”. I laughed in his fucking face and called him corny.
At some point after we smoked and watched a movie for awhile, Eric said he was going to take a shower and get ready for the evening. He left and about a minute later Kate she would be right back and went into Eric’s room. They were undoubtedly about to have sex and shower together. While I understood, their ruse pissed me off. She knew I didn’t want to be in a room alone with Zack for any length of time. I decided I’d rather take a nap! Ha! I noticed Zack side eyeing me a lot. He seemed annoyed and bothered by my sheer existence.
I took off my sweatshirt and tried to get comfy on the recliner I was sitting in. I decided I needed a blanket. It was on the couch, much closer to we’re Zack was sitting. Ugh. I got up to grab it. As soon as I started walking toward him, Zack sunk into the recliner he was in awkwardly. Then he crossed one of his legs over his other knee. This looked WEIRD, I stopped and turned back to look at him again. He was sinking more awkwardly into the chair. I realized what was happening.
I giggled and shook my head, what a revelation I had stumbled upon. He immediately became defensive and asked what was so funny. I told him he was a walking cliche, and he told me to elaborate. I walked right up to him and shoved his leg down back next to the other and pointed at his crotch. I told him he was a child for treating me like shit when he was apparently infatuated with me. I asked if he treated all girls he liked like that. He said “No” staring at the tv.
I moved in front of him, standing between him and the tv. He looked up at me. “Just the ones you’re afraid to admit that you want then”. He tried to look away from me again. I felt like I finally had him, the opportunity to crush this guy I had loathed for so long was right in front of me. I closed the distance between us, stood straddling both of his legs and lowered myself onto his lap. He shuddered and breathed in heavily. He was right where I wanted him, panicking. I leaned into him, pressing my chest into his face slowly. He was barely breathing at all but started nuzzling his face into my cleavage. Like he simply couldn’t help himself. He almost whimpered like I was hurting him. I felt his cock throbbing against my inner thigh. He was rock hard.
I leaned down into his ear. My lips grazing him with each word I whispered, “You think about me when you touch yourself don’t you?” He exhaled heavily and buried his face in my tits and whined “Yes”. I said “you’re a coward then Zack” and started grinding against him. My body barely touching his cock. But he started moaning softly. He put his arm around my lower back, almost begging me to lean closer. I sat down and started rocking my hips. My crotch was rubbing the length of his cock over and over and over. His breathing was getting more and more labored. I said “Do you like that?” And he gasped “yes yes”. I clicked my tongue and said “No no, I need you to love it”.
I pressed harder into I’m and started grinding faster, throwing in a good hip swirl. He desperately grabbed my muffin top sticking out above my jeans hard, and started moaning harder into my chest. He held his breath and I felt it, the undeniable twitch of his dick. He came. Then I could feel the damp warmth. He came a lot. I got up and pushed myself off him, pressing my hand into his chest hard. I grabbed the blanket and went to lay down for my cat nap. He sat there for a few minutes composing himself.
He eventually awkwardly got up and said if Eric and Kate asked where he was to tell them he had to run home to take his dogs out and walked out. I didn’t say anything but told Kate and Eric exactly that when they asked where he had went. That evening the three of us rode to the party together. Zack eventually showed up alone. He tried several times to talk to me. He had never been remotely nice to me. It looked weird to other people close to us I’m sure. But I don’t think anyone had suspected we had an encounter like we did to cause this behavior from him.
I shut down all of his attempts to be nice to me aggressively, at one point he stormed outside. Our friends said he’s obviously trying to make amends and I should be nicer to him. I simply said “sometimes it’s just too late”. We never had a similar encounter, after he avoided me all together. He would straight up leave any room I walked into until one day our friends broke up and we never had to see each other again. If he didn’t hate me before, he damn sure hated me after I made him explode in this pants that afternoon. Moral of the story; just be nice to girls you want to fuck or they might teach you a lesson.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z8x4t8/mf_f_20_dry_humping_him_m_21_into_an_obsession