Jack is my best friend. Well, at least he was. Not sure about that now. See, I've always liked Jack a lot. As a friend. A really good friend, yes, but still a friend. But it seems like guys are not made for just friendship with girls. And Jack, although he was pretending to be nothing more than just friend, was also very attracted by me. I could feel it. And I could see it, by the bump on his jeans sometimes when we were talking.
The problem is, on top of not being not really attracted by him, he also has a girlfriend, Amy. And Amy is also my best friend. In fact, I even arranged for them to meet in the first place, and they have been together for 4 years now. And I can't understand why guys can't just be satisfied with what they have. I mean, AMy is beautiful, she really is. Jack knows it, says he loves her, but it doesn't stop him from flirting with me.
I also suspect him to have an asian fetichism. Or something like that. He love girls, every kind of girl, white, blonde, black, but when we are together, I can see he gets distracted by asian girls passing by more often. Amy is asian, about 5'4", B cups, slim body, tight ass. I am a little smaller, with slightly bigger boobs, and also pretty proud of my ass and legs, even if I find them too short. Jack, as the opposite, is a tall white guy, brown-haired, nice blue eyes, with a quite muscular body. I'm not saying I'm not physically attracted at all by him, but first he is my best friend, my best friend boyfriend, and as strong as our friendship is, he's not the type of guy I'm looking for, and at 24, I don't want to settle down like Amy and Jack. Call me a whore if you want, I'm just enjoying life.
So Jack was always bringing sex in the conversation. For instance, Amy already told me he was well endowed. But every time I was talking about a guy I've slept with, he could not stop himself from talking about how I would have enjoyed it much more if the guy had a cock like his, or how he'd knew how to pleasure me, and so on... What pissed me off even more was how he looked at my cleavage all the time. I know guys can't stop themselves from looking at our tits, but still, he's my friend, can't he have some manners?
On this particularly warm summer day, we were sitting in a park, talking about everything and nothing. I was wearing a nice tank top and a skirt, he had shorts and a shirt on. I was pissed because it seems like he was talking to my boobs and legs. He could not stare at my eyes when talking. When he was acting like this, I always brought his relationship in the conversation.
"So, everything still alright between you and Amy?"
"Yeah, yeah, everything's fine" he said, blushing a little, and at least looking at my eyes.
So the talking went on until I "accidentally" said:
"It's so warm today!"
I saw him grin, looking at my top, and he said:
"Well, why don't you take that off?"
He said it like a job, but I was disgusted, as I could see he already had a boner in his shorts! He was becoming a jerk, and needed a lesson.
"If I take my top off, then you have to take your shirt off!" I said, smiling.
"Well, if that's a bet, you're about to lose it!", and he took his shirt off. His shorts were not hiding much, and I could see his cock getting harder and harder. I pretended just to notice it.
"Wah, wah, What have you got here?" I said, still smiling, and pointing at his pants. This time, he was not blushing.
"That's my long and large tool, hoping you'll take that bet!"
I was disgusted.
"Well, I'm not going too" I said, and he looked disappointed. "But you've got something really nice here…" And I began to gently rub his 6-pack, moving my hand down to his crotch. Jack was speechless. I reach for his cock and stroked it gently through his shorts. It was big indeed.
"Are you enjoying this, Jack?"
"Yes. Yes, Jessica! It feels so good!"
People nearby were looking at us, then turned their heads in disgust. I put my hand inside his shorts and reach for his balls, then began to fondle them.
"God, Jess! I'm gonna cum!"
"What would Amy think of all this?" And I squeezed his balls hard at the same time he came, ruining his orgasm. Soon he was in so much pain.
"Please, Jess, please! Stop!"
I finally released the pressure on his balls, and removed my hand from his shorts. There was cum all over it. Disgusting.
"I'm sorry", he said. "I'm really sorry." He stood up and quickly left.
I was still angry, but pleased at the same time. I've been rough at sex already, but doing this with my friend was different. I might enjoy it a lot, overpowering him.
To be continued...