[M]y Best [F]riend Part 6: The Joey Saga

“I must admit” Gramma continued “I was confused when you started bringing Jeremy around, but I’m so thrilled.”

“Gramma, it’s not what you think.” I was trying to cover for us. “Emmy was so heartbroken and we just fell asleep as I was comforting her.”

“Actually, that’s exactly what I thought. I know you and Emily better than that! Grappa and I shared a bed before marriage. I had just hoped you’d turn out like us and it appears you will.”

Emmy’s phone was blowing up that morning and I could see frustration in her eyes. She most must have seen the confusion on my face as she mouthed “Joey” to me.

Gramma went to run errands and we stayed at the house. As we went upstairs I pressed about the messages but Emmy said she’d deal with it later.

We sat on my bed and she grabbed my laptop.

“Who is that pornstar you said looks like me?”

“Rilee Marks. Also to an extent Dillion Harper.”

She began typing. I spelled the name out.

“Holy shit. We could be related. She really does look like me, at least from the waist up.”

“Try Dillion Harper.”

“God, she looks like me from the neck down. Take Rilee Marks’ face and skin color, put it on Dillion’s Harper body, add green eyes and pubic hair and here I am. Although it may be the pale skin, but I do feel like Rilee’s boobs are more similar to mine. I bet you really enjoy watching them, huh?”

“Rilee does solo and lesbian. Dillion does it all.”

She pulled up some Rilee Marks video on Pornhub and AirPlayed it to me TV. By the second video, I could tell she was getting turned on watching Rilee Marks get off, so I seized the opportunity.

I removed her shorts and panties in one swift motion, exposing her hairy pussy. Emmy sat upright and removed her top and bra as I kissed and rubbed her thigh.

As she laid down, my tongue flicked her clit. Greeted with a moan, I began to trace the alphabet with my tongue. Emmy was so turned on, she came when I made it to K.

I continued my licking as Emmy continued to moan and writhe.

“I…make…more…noise…ahhhhhhh…than…she does…unnnnngggghhhhh.”

I climbed behind her and began giving her a back rub. Her skin was so soft. As she switched to a Dillion Harper video, my hands began to caress her big, perky breasts.

“Holy shit! That’s a huge dick. It looks painful. Good thing I have this one that fits so nicely in my tight pussy.”

She grabbed my dick and kissed me deeply.

“Condoms are in the drawer.”

Emmy stroked me while leaning over to grab one, opened it, and only let go to slide the condom down my shaft. She turned around to face the TV as she guided my dick into her.

As began to bounce up and down, I was overwhelmed by the wet tightness and moaned. Even after 4 years, sex with my best friend felt as amazing as the first time.

Emmy wasn’t holding back as I smack her ass and my hands roamed all of her body I could reach. With her next orgasm echoing Dillion Harper’s moans on the TV, I was ready to take charge. I picked her up and got behind her and began pounding her hard and fast.

Emmy was practically screaming in pleasure. Her muscles tightened. I was holding back as long as I could. I smacked her ass and reached under her to tease her clit as I pounded. All it took was one touch and she screamed my name. Her pussy clenched me and I grunted as I filled the tip of the condom.

“Let’s dressed before gramma comes back.” Emmy instructed me.

We went to the living room and she attended to her texts. First one from Catie.

“Joey can’t stop talking about you. He’s really into you.

Then the mass of texts from Joey. If I didn’t believe in r/niceguys and incels before, I certainly did after.

“Good morning, beautiful?”

“What are you doing today, m’lady?”

(Yes, he actually said it. We kept screenshots of the whole exchange as proof and have them to this day.)

“Are you ignoring me?!”

“Bitch. You’re probably off fucking some jerk, aren’t you?”

“I’m sorry, that was unfair. Please respond”

She wrote back. “Dude. Chill. I’m spending the afternoon at my grandmother’s! I won’t be back on campus until after dinner. I really don’t appreciate being spoken to that way, though.”

“I’m sorry, Emily, sweetheart. I’m just so taken by your beauty. I’ve never been given attention by someone like you.”

“Look, it happens. Mood swings I mean. Steven is bipolar, so I get it.”

“Thank you my queen.”

“Please stop with the pet names.”

“*takes your hand in mine* would you…maybe…be my…pretty please…be my girlfriend? *looks hopefully into your eyes*”

“I’m sorry, but I just don’t think we’re right for each other. We can be friends, but we’re just too different.”

“Fuck. Another whore who rejects the nice guy. I bet you’re not even at your grandmother’s. You’re probably fucking some jerk who is just going to leave you!”

Emmy started crying as the barrage of insults continued, Interspersed with apologies until she didn’t respond. When they stopped, finally, she sent the screenshot to the group chat with the girls.

Tabitha: “Oh my God.”

Bridgette: “What the fuck?”

Catie stayed silent. I sent his contact to my phone.

“Dude. This is Steven. What the hell, man? DO. NOT. SPEAK. TO. MY. BEST. FRIEND. LIKE. THAT. EVER. AGAIN. She called me crying.”

That night I cooked dinner for Emmy and Gramma. She had cheered up by the time Gramma got home, and we had a great dinner. I walked her to her car and standing outside the driver’s side, we kissed.

“I know your self conscious of your size, but as tiny as I am you stretch and fill me in ways that feel amazing. But you know, Jeremy used to pull his out to try and entice me into sex.”

“What?!”

“Yep. Seeing that video, I can see why someone who fits into r/realitydicks would have confidence issues, but get this. Jeremy was smaller than you. Maybe 3 inches hard and not even as wide as your thumb. Not that it matters to me if you know how to use it, but you do. And I don’t want anything bigger than you.”

She kissed my cheek and got in her car to go back to her dorm.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gswc5c/my_best_friend_part_6_the_joey_saga