by Iona Rose
Blaze’s dark eyes rose up and met mine. “Needs, you said?” he said, his voice low and husky. “If all you wanted was an orgasm, I can help you with that.”
My heart pounded hard in my chest.
Blaze crawled into the bed and arranged himself between my legs.
I couldn’t believe he’d actually go ahead with his threat. My chest rose up and down with every rugged breath I took.
He held my gaze as his hands gripped the hem of my tank top and pushed it up to reveal my bikini clad breasts. He hissed as his gaze dropped to my chest.
As he stared at me, desire raged through my body.
The only thing covering my breasts was the bikini top.
Blaze did not do anything for the next few seconds as if he was giving me a chance to say no.
I was too far gone to say no. My body was too desperate to be touched. Panic engulfed me at the thought of him chickening out. I was his for the taking, the consequences be damned.
My breath quickened as Blaze expertly snapped the front clasp of my bikini top, releasing my breasts. And in that moment, our relationship officially shifted from friends to lovers. Blaze soaked in the sight of my bare breasts and then he cupped them as though weighing them.
Sweet sensations swamped over me as he teased my aching, engorged nipples. A groan escaped my lips as my pussy dripped wetness into my bikini bottoms.
Blaze squeezed my breasts together and brought his head down then closed his mouth around one nipple. He swirled his tongue around it, and nipped it gently before moving to the other one.
His rock-hard cock rubbed against my thigh and my hands itched to wrap around it. I wasn’t brave enough to reach for it as I wasn’t sure how far he planned to take things.
I moaned loudly, not caring to pretend any more. My nipples were like spikes on my chest. I arched my torso, pushing my nipple deeper into his mouth. Blaze’s hand dropped to cup my pussy and, in that moment, the reality of what we were doing hit me.
I sucked in a breath as his fingers grazed over my pussy. My best friend had just touched my pussy. He rested his hands on my inner thighs and then I felt his thumbs on the sides of my pussy.
His strokes were so light, I could have thought it was my imagination.
I had to stop it, my brain screamed but my body did the opposite and arched itself yet again. Of their own violation, my thighs parted further, giving him better access.
His mouth left my aching nipples and he lowered himself until his face was between my legs. He pulled down my shorts in one movement.
I needed to stop him. Tell him we were friends not lovers. That thought died as soon as it had formed. A war raged between my brain and my body.
My body won. I just needed to be relieved of the desperate ache in my pussy. I kicked off my shorts and shamelessly splayed my legs.
He didn’t bother removing my bikini bottom, merely pulled it to one side.
When his tongue flicked across my pussy, I gasped. “Please!” It took a moment to realize the word came from my mouth. I couldn’t believe I was begging my best friend to eat my pussy. So wrong but I was powerless to stop myself.
“Is this what you wanted?” Blaze asked.
His words caused a rush of arousal to spread over my body. “Yes,” I said.
He gave another swipe of my pussy slit with his tongue, applying just the right amount of pleasure.
I screamed. “Please.”
“You wanted this so bad that you were willing to drop your panties for a stranger?” Blaze said, his voice harsh.
I should have stopped it then, but I couldn’t. I teetered on the edge.
He curled his tongue, pushed it deep into my pussy and fucked me with it.
Every stroke stroked the fire in my belly until I wanted to cry. He withdrew his tongue and replaced it with one finger and then another. My pussy clenched around his digits as he pumped in and out. His tongue lapped at my clit while his fingers worked their magic and in seconds, my body started to convulse and I whimpered as an orgasm swept over me, rocking me to my core.
When it was over, I went still but my body, my pussy still ached. It wasn’t enough. The orgasm had lit a deeper fire in me. I needed more. Wanted more.
“Tell me what you need, Brooke?” Blaze said, his voice husky, no longer angry.
I wanted him to fill me with his cock but I couldn’t say it. This was Blaze, my best friend. How did you tell your best friend to fuck you? Who was I kidding? We had crossed that line. Our relationship was now undefined.
He pulled down my bikini bottom and evidence of my fresh arousal gushed out of my pussy. He ran a finger along my wet slit and then withdrew his finger. He got off the bed and stared down at me.
Frustration filled my chest.
“I’ll be in my bedroom. You have to ask for it if you want it,” Blaze said quietly.
Chapter Ten
Blaze
Twenty minutes had passed and my cock was still as hard as a rock. I couldn’t remove the image of Brooke’s dripping wet pussy. I kept remembering how it had felt to have her tight pussy clenched around my fingers. I imagined the same pressure around my cock and my hard on became painful.
The front of my boxer briefs formed an obscene tent but no one was here to see it but me. I had stripped off when I entered my bedroom, almost sure Brooke would follow me. With every minute that passed, my hopes were dashed. She wasn’t going to come.
I pulled down my boxer briefs and lay on top of bed willing the hard on to die down. I gripped my painful cock but refused to give in to the urge to jerk myself off. Then I heard the sound of a door opening. I went still and cocked my ear.
Brooke, I thought, when soft footsteps stopped in front of my door. My heart raced as the doorknob turned and the door swung open.
Brooke.
She stepped into the room and shut the door.
I was barely breathing as she stood at the foot of the bed and stared at me.
Her gaze went down to my massive cock and her eyes widened.
Stupid pride rushed through me. Girls loved the size of my cock but at this moment the only girl I wanted to please was Brooke.
She wore a shirt with the buttons open.
When she shrugged out of it, I almost creamed myself when she stood there naked. “Beautiful,” I murmured.
She stood unmoving and allowed me to have my fill of her gorgeous curves. Then she got on the bed and straddled me. My hands automatically went to her thighs and I softly stroked them. I’d waited for this moment and dreamed of it, all the while knowing it would never happen.
I didn’t intend to rush this. I teased her by grazing my hands lightly over her pussy lips. She leaned forward and brushed her lips against mine. Tentatively, she explored my lips and then my mouth. I reached for the back of her head and kissed her until we were both breathless.
My other hand stroked her back, her curvy ass and then snaked between her legs to stroke her sweet tight pussy. It flooded with her cream, ready for me to claim her. But Brooke had to take the lead. She had to tell me herself. I wouldn’t do something she didn’t want or would regret later.
She moaned sweetly as I teased her pussy. She pulled back from our kisses and as she sat up, I reached out and palmed her nipples. I loved her big nipples and breasts. I loved everything about Brooke.
She threw her head back and moaned.
My cock throbbed painfully, desperate for a piece of the action. I wrapped one hand around it just as Brooke sat up. She noticed the movement of my hand and removed it from my cock and then wrapped her slim one around it.
I watched spellbound as she raised herself and arranged my cock at the entrance of her pussy. My cocked jerked back and forth impatiently. My breath came out in gasps as Brooke lowered herself inch by inch onto my cock.
“I’m on the pill,” she said.
“Wait!” I said.
A fearful look came over her face.
My heart clenched. She had nothing to fear from me. I
was the same Blaze who had loved her most of our lives. More so now. But I needed her to know something. “After this Brooke, this pussy is mine. I don’t share,” I growled remembering the pangs of jealousy that had come over me when she had left with that idiot. I loosened the grip on her hips.
Her eyes glistened but she didn’t respond. Instead, she closed her eyes and continued lowering herself until her pussy ate up my cock completely. She was so tight my cock felt as if it had been deliciously cramped on all sides.
I groaned and fought to keep still, knowing she needed time to adjust to my big cock. Slowly, her hips began to rock against me, a sign it was safe to move. Each time she came down, she’d grinded her pussy into my cock. I’d always suspected Brooke was hot but sex with her was nothing close to my dreams.
I wanted to close my eyes and revel in the sensations that had taken over every part of my body but then again, I wanted to see every emotion that flitted across her face. “Brooke,” I murmured.
Her gorgeous breasts bounced as she slid up and down my cock. Unbelievable pleasure raced through me. My hands went around to cup her ass. “You’re so beautiful,” I said through the bubble of lust.
I needed to sink my cock in deeper. I wrapped my hand around her waist and flipped us around without sliding my cock out. Her hair framed the pillow and for a second, I simply stared at her. “You still want this Brooke?” I asked her.
She nodded and pushed her hips up and in doing so, my cock slid deeper into her pussy. “Take me.”
That’s all I needed. I pumped into her, softly at first and then gradually increasing my speed.
She let out soft sweet groans and rested her hands on my ass. “More,” she said. “Harder.”
I wanted to hear her speak. I needed her sweet mouth to say dirty things to me. “Harder what?”
“Fuck me harder,” she panted the words out.
My cock swelled in her pussy, pushing back against her walls.
Brooke screamed. She thrashed and writhed under me as I found a controlled rhythm. My body screamed for me to fuck her like a beast but I restrained myself.
I’ve never felt so conflicted in my life. I wanted to protect her and to be gentle with her but a part of me was so turned on that I felt as if the only way I could satiate my lust was to take Brooke hard.
“Oh god, oh my god,” Brooke cried.
“Come for me sweetheart,” I told her as my balls tightened.
Her pussy tightened and her fingernails grazed my back, tearing away at my skin. I didn’t care. She panted and whimpered as she came. I watched her and I couldn’t hold back any more. Jets of hot cum filled her pussy as I emptied all of myself into her.
I rolled onto my back and pulled Brooke to half lie on top of me. I cradled her and we fell asleep like that. I caressed her back softly as her breathing grew heavier and heavier. I couldn’t sleep just yet. I was too excited, too happy to sleep.
My world felt as if it had righted itself. Brooke and I belonged together.
Chapter Eleven
Brooke
Sometime in the night, I woke up to the feel of a heavy hand across my belly and a hard body spooning me. The events of the previous night came to my mind and I let out a groan.
Blaze and I had made love. Heat came over me at the memory. I tried to feel regret and failed. It had been the best sex I’d ever had. All the other times had been child’s play. He had made me feel things I’d never felt before. I remembered his cock and the size of it.
It was huge. It filled every crevice of my pussy. I’d never felt such an avalanche of sensations. The hand on my belly started to move, making small circles and then dipping lower to my mound. Was he asleep or not, I wondered as his hand cupped my pussy possessively.
After this Brooke, this pussy is mine and I don’t share.
The sex had been out of this world but I wasn’t stupid enough to think Blaze could commit to a relationship. I knew him too well. I’d already slept with him. I’d promised myself a wild vacation and a wild vacation I would have.
But when we left Hawaii that would be the end of our physical affair. Prolonging it would only end in heartbreak for both of us.
Blaze shifted positions and moved closer, pushing his already hard cock against my ass.
My body flooded with warmth and my breath quickened. I wanted it again. I trembled as his hand cupped my ass, stroked and then lifted my leg. He nudged his cock between my legs and I pushed my ass back. I closed my eyes as he took me from behind. I fisted the bed sheets as he fucked me hard.
His hand played with my nipples, rolling them between his fingers. “This feels so good, doesn’t it sweetheart?” Blaze said his voice thick with passion.
Calling me sweetheart didn’t do anything for me. I was sure Blaze called all the women he fucked sweetheart. I had just joined that list but I refused to think about then. “Yes,” I said as he plunged into me over and over again, until all coherent thought left my brain.
“I want you from behind,” he growled in my ear. “I want to see your gorgeous ass in the air.”
I blushed at his words, glad I was facing away from him. In the night, I’d discovered we had one more thing in common. He had a filthy mouth and so did I. The difference was that I couldn’t allow that side to take over. Not with Blaze.
He pulled out his cock, leaving me to feel bereft as if I had lost something precious.
“Get on your knees sweetheart,” he said.
I did as he asked and he knelt behind me and caressed my ass. Then I felt his mouth on my ass cheeks. Kissing me everywhere! I’d never been kissed on my ass. It was erotic, dirty and totally arousing.
“Do you want to feel my cock in you pussy Brooke?” Blaze said.
“Yes please,” I replied shamelessly, desperate to be filled again.
He parted my pussy lips with his hands and then brought his cock to my slick entrance and slammed it in.
“Oh god.” I gripped the headboard as he thrust into me hard. Just the way I liked it. I whimpered incoherent words as his massive cock almost split me in two. I welcomed the pain and pleasure of Blaze’s cock filling every possible space in me. Blaze leaned over me and reached for my breasts. An overload of sensation came over me and I cried out his name.
“Tell me again sweetheart,” Blaze said, his tone demanding, arousing me further with his commanding tone.
“Please fuck me,” I begged knowing I’d hate myself later when I remembered but for the moment, I was enveloped in a bubble of lust, protecting me from any shame. I arched my chest into his hands as his fingers cupped my breasts. Each hard thrust drove me closer to the edge. I gasped as he thrust deeper and deeper. A sheen of sweat formed on my face. I wanted to orgasm and yet I didn’t.
“I need this,” Blaze said as he drove his cock in and out of me. “I need you Brooke.”
Words spoken in the throes of passion and they meant nothing. My pussy trickled juices, wetting my thighs. Blaze’s grunts of pleasure mingled with my groans and whimpers to create beautiful music. Music I never wanted to end.
My body reached its peak of pleasure and I gasped as an orgasm rocked every part of my body.
When the trembling ended, Blaze withdrew his cock and lay back on the bed.
I felt shocked to see his cock still hard and jutting out of his body. “You’re insatiable,” I said, speaking naturally for the first time.
“Only for you,” he said lazily and watched me in the flood of moonlight.
It felt too easy to pretend in the semi darkness. My pussy was sore and needed a break but looking at his big gorgeous cock, I couldn’t leave him like this. I crawled up his legs and wrapped my hand around the wide girth of his cock.
I licked the length of it, loving the scent of both our juices. His cock felt hard and solid in my hand. And close up, impossibly big. I ached to take all of it into my mouth. To taste him. But first, I needed to explore. I tongued his balls, and took one at a time into my mouth.
I loved the
animal grunts that came from Blaze’s throat filling the room with masculine lusty noises. Satisfied I was familiar with the geography of this area, I sucked in the bulbous head of his cock.
“Fuck Brooke, what are you doing to me?” he asked in a tortured voice.
“Do you like it?” I said.
“I fucking love it.”
His words went straight to my pussy, all the soreness forgotten as it dampened again. I took as much of his cock as I could into my mouth, groaning as I did so. I’d never been turned on by giving a man a blowjob but with Blaze, his reaction alone aroused me.
Blaze let out a strangled sound from his throat as he rocked his hips up and down, sending his cock deeper into my mouth. “I want to come inside you,” he said and gently pried me away from his cock.
I had no problem with that. My body had become more than ready for him.
He took my hand, pulled me along the bed, and arranged himself between my thighs. He took my legs and rested them on his shoulders, opening up my pussy completely for him. “Tell me if it hurts,” he said. “I’ll go very slow.”
My pussy tingled at the caring note in his voice. The Blaze I knew. We had destroyed our friendship. I pushed away the painful thought. There would be enough time to deal with it later. I moaned as he pushed his cock past the folds of my pussy.
“Are you always this wet, this ready?” Blaze said.
The night, the moonlight, us alone for hours pushed reality away. I could be honest. “No. Only for you,” I said softly.
I’d never had so much sex in one night.
“I want to take you everywhere,” Blaze said. “In the kitchen, in the shower, in the living room.”
I giggled. “Looks like we’ll be in the condo all day tomorrow.”
“That’s the plan,” Blaze said.
His tone sounded firm, making me tremble. Just as I’d never been so wet for a guy, I’d never had someone want me as obviously as Blaze did. I was being a fool, I chided myself immediately. Blaze was probably a high sexed guy. It wasn’t about me.
