Chapter 3

The following weekend, Claire was supposed to come over to my place to talk. Joanna had barely spoken to me all week, and I was finding it weird. We’d fucked like crazy right in front of Claire, who had watched us with obvious desire. She wasn’t answering my calls and kept saying she was always busy when I texted.

“It was just a moment, and I got sidelined…”, I thought to myself.

I hadn’t talked much about Claire before. She’s a brunette with brown hair dyed a honey shade. Her body’s slim and not super striking, but she has this natural beauty and almost always wears little or no makeup. I wasn’t really interested in her, not because of her body or looks, but because we’d become friends and confidants— one wrong move could ruin a great friendship.

That Sunday afternoon, she showed up at my house with two bottles of wine and some snacks. I opened one of the bottles, and we sat on the floor in front of the TV, leaning against the couch. She told me Joanna was embarrassed; that Monday, she had drunk too much and hadn’t thought about the consequences.

“I stuck up for you, told her you wouldn’t think anything bad of her. It was just a moment, that’s all. You’re a good guy, and no one would find out.”

Claire said, recounting how she’d defended me to calm her friend down. I thanked her and showed how sad I was that she felt that way, promising I’d try to talk to her again.

But there was this unresolved issue for me, a huge elephant in the room.

“You know I loved everything, but something was missing, right?”

I said suggestively.

“Uh… I couldn’t, I was on my period. I really wanted to, but you know how it is…”

She replied. I made another move:

“We can keep going.”

I hinted.

“But Joanna’s not here, and I don’t know if she’ll want to do it again.”

Claire responded, dodging. At that moment, I wondered if she was into girls.

“But… Are you more interested in hooking up with Joanna or me?”

I asked, intrigued. She blushed and didn’t want to answer.

“Come on, fuck! Answer me!”

I insisted like a kid.

“Uh… Dude… I’d totally hook up with you, but her, I don’t know. I’m not really into the idea of being with a girl, but who knows, in the heat of the moment…”

Claire lied. She looked gorgeous staring at me with her flushed face and this incredible sparkle in her lively eyes.

“Come here!”

I suggested, taking the glass from her hands and leaning in to kiss her lips. Her mouth was soft, her tongue timid in my mouth, and her body was hot. We hadn’t even finished the first bottle. Our bodies pressed together in a tight embrace as the kisses got more intense. The touches were affectionate—face, jaw, neck, and hair. We moved to the couch and lay down pressed together, letting our hands roam over each other’s bodies as the intensity of the caresses built up.

I squeezed her thighs, trying to find space between them for my leg, wanting to rub against her as we ground our bodies together. My hand slid down to grab her ass, but I felt something there. I ran my hand over it a few times, and she always let out a low moan when I touched the object.

“What the fuck is this, Claire?”

I asked, curious. She gave me a naughty smile… She looked pretty when she smiled. I hadn’t noticed before.

“It’s something that might turn you on…”

She said, standing up next to the other couch, which was about to become a coat rack.

Claire shamelessly started removing each piece of clothing she was wearing, folding them neatly and placing them on the couch. She didn’t mind me watching; she barely cared. I didn’t know if I should undress too or just watch everything unfolding. I only took off my shirt. I was in shorts and boxers that failed to contain my cock, letting it spring free.

Facing me, she saved her panties for last, but she accidentally dropped them on the floor.

“Shoot, I dropped them on the floor! Guess I’ll have to pick them up…”

She said with a childish pout, bending over without squatting and turning her back to me. I couldn’t hold back; I felt my dick throbbing right then. She had been wearing an anal plug this whole time. “Did she come to my house with that thing shoved up her ass? What a naughty girl!” A wave of lust hit me completely.

She came over to me, pulling off my pants, and positioned herself, rubbing against my cock. Her pussy was completely hairless. I just felt the touch of soft, smooth flesh on my dick. She kissed me, and I wanted to cum. Her breasts brushed against me, and I felt them perked up. She stopped every advance I made, shaking her head no. She was the one giving the orders—I got that.

“Grab my ass and slowly press on the plug, okay?”

She whispered in my ear. I obeyed while sucking on her breasts, obediently pressing the plug gently. She rubbed against my cock along its full length; she was skilled.

“Come here and eat me out, yeah?”

She said, lying back and spreading her legs for me.

I started with her face, kissing her eyes and brushing her hair behind her ear. I sought out her neck with my lips. My hands roamed freely over her body, lightly scratching her torso to make her shiver several times. I moved down to her breasts and lingered there, kissing, licking, and sucking. I alternated between mouth and hands until her eyes rolled back.

I trailed down her belly, massaging her thighs, and went to her groin. The scent was hot and intoxicating, setting me on fire. At that moment, I clenched my hard cock so tight I thought I’d cum. I kissed her groin and outer lips slowly, running my tongue over every inch. She threw her legs back, opening wider and giving me a view of the jewel in her anus. Her inner lips were long, and I sucked that skin on one side then the other. I licked the entrance to her pussy and went up past her clit. There, I chose a steady, light motion, alternating with long licks over her entire pussy. She came quick; I didn’t even have time to finger her inside.

“Whew, oh my God…”

She said, happy and catching her breath, laughing.

“Dude, you really know how to do that!”

She barely finished saying it when her face turned worried…

“You got lube?”

She asked.

“Yeah, in the bedroom.”

I replied, getting up to fetch it.

When I came back with the lube in hand, she got on all fours like Joanna had last time.

“Come here. You’re gonna pull the plug out slowly, lube it up, and put it back in. Do that until it’s nice and open, okay?”

She said on all fours, ass up high, laying down the rules for me.

I obeyed. The pink jewel was slippery and resisted a bit. I pulled it out slowly and heard a moan that was clearly from pain. I lubed it and repeated the process. Her anus was open now. I licked it, slipping in two fingers, and put my thumb in her pussy. She writhed, moaning.

“You know how to fuck?”

She asked.

Of course I did, but I asked anyway.

“How do you like it?”

I asked, a bit offended but not showing it.

“Put just the tip in and let it slide in on its own. Only thrust when I say, and don’t go all the way in at first. Let me push back, okay?”

She made a naughty face; the words she used in her explanation were something I’d never heard her say before.

I slathered lube on the head of my cock and eased into her slowly. It got sucked right in, and she dug her nails into my leg, ordering me to stop. She was panting!

“Easy!”

She commanded while twerking to accommodate it inside her.

With my hands free, I gripped her hips hard, but she set the pace. She moved and ground, and little by little, I watched my cock bury into her ass. It was tight; I felt it squeezing my dick hard. I wanted to cum, but I held back with all my strength. Finally, she pushed her ass back, taking it all in. I heard her hiss and curse under her breath.

“You can thrust now. Fuck my ass, come on… Thrust… Let me feel that cock in my hole…”

She said vulgarly!

And I loved hearing it. I started slow, pulling out until I could see the head and pushing back in deeper. When I hit bottom, I gave a light thrust. I was amazed at how she took my cock—which wasn’t small—so easily. I picked up the rhythm, increasing the force, and she reached back between her legs to cup my balls, massaging my nuts.

“Cum, cum, fill my ass with your load, fill it!”

She begged wildly, and I couldn’t hold it. I yelled out a curse and lost all strength in my legs.

She laughed at me.

I pulled out, and she was still on all fours. Her open anus let me see almost everything inside. Slowly, white liquid dripped out. I stayed there watching the scene, running my hand over her ass. I was satisfied, but there was more to come…