2 comments/ 107479 views/ 8 favorites He Wants Both Girls By: NoPantiesNoBra It must have been the fifth time that Caine had seen his girlfriend's best friend in a bikini. Yes he had a sweet, pretty girlfriend named Leslie, but in the looks department she was just that--pretty. Hell, they've been together for five months and in all that time they've only fucked three times. Caine remembered because each time Leslie had avoided sucking his aching cock and he had finished with an unsatisfying climax in her pussy. On the other hand, Michelle was an 18 year old beauty. Like today for instance. Caine and his girlfriend, Leslie had been sitting on the edge of the pool in the backyard waiting for Michelle. Caine was only half listening as Leslie prattled on about what she had bought that day at the mall when a few minutes later Caine heard the sound of someone opening the backdoor. He knew it was Michelle. Caine's jaws nearly dropped when he turned and saw Michelle walking towards him, her sexy body displayed in a stringy bikini and leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. Her mocha brown hair was pulled back in an innocent ponytail while her pert breasts bouced enticingly, her nipples covered with white triangular scraps of material. His eyes traveled down over her flat stomach and stopped at the tiny material covering her pussy. The bottom of her bikini was pulled high on her hips so that he could see the outline of her pussy. It was obvious that she was completely bare down there because the material clung so closely to her skin it looked painted on. He knew it was wrong to be lusting after his girlfriend's best friend but his cock couldn't help itself. He felt the beginnings of a hardon in his shorts and moved his arm over his crotch to cover his lap. "Hey Michelle," he said striving to sound like he wasn't just having lusty thoughts of her scantily clad body only seconds before. "Sit down next to us," he invited. Michelle glanced down at Caine. "Oh hi Caine," she said with a simple smile. "I was looking over at the neighbors yard because I thought I heard someone in the bushes." Leslie turned around. "Michelle! I didn't hear you coming out of the house." Leslie looked over at the neighbors yard which was blocked by a 7 foot high wall of bushes. "Oh, they're my parents friends and the wife is most likely gardening." Michelle sat down next to Leslie. "So what were you guys talking about before I came out? I hope I wasn't interrupting anything naughty." Leslie laughed. "No!" she said, playfully pushing Michelle's shoulder, making her tits jiggle. Caine tried not to stare. "I was telling Caine about our trip to the mall today." Michelle burst out laughing. "Did you tell Caine the part about those four guys hitting on us?" Leslie's face turned red. "Please don't remind me." Michelle turned her blue eyes to Caine's face. "Watch out Caine, you better keep your eye on this girl. A lot of guys still find her very hot. Don't do anything stupid to loose her," she jokingly warned, but there was a knowing look in her eye that said she had caught him checking her out. Now it was Caine's turn to turn red. Had she really caught him looking at her body? "Let's go take a swim," Caine suggested. "Wait!" Leslie cried. She jumped up. "Not until you try my delicious chocolate chip cookies. I worked really hard on the recipe to make it just right." Leslie walked over to the picnic table. Caine cleared his throat and began to say something when Leslie's father popped his head out the door. "Hey kiddos," he greeted with a smile to all three of them. He was dressed in casual jeans and shirt. "Leslie, I'm about to go to the office to pick some papers up so I trust you guys to keep the house from burning down while I'm gone." Caine saw his eyes do a double take as he looked down at Michelle's body. Caine couldn't blame the guy. "Er, and don't stay up too late, you kids still have school tomorrow," he finished a bit distractedly. "We won't, Mr. Anderson," Michelle promised with a cheerful wave, the movement jiggling her pert breasts. Leslie nodded. "I promise daddy. Bye!" He dazedly nodded and with one last longing look at Michelle's body, went inside and closed the door. Caine felt his cock twitch in his shorts as he thought about being alone with two nearly naked teenagers. "Finally your dad's gone," Michelle said with a sigh. "Let's break out the booze!" She went and grabbed the liquor that was hidden underneath a towel nearby. An idea formed in Caine's head as the girl's presense continued to make him more excited. "Finally," he said, adding on to Michelle's comment. "A drink for everyone for...for aceing our calculus finals!" "I can drink to that," Michelle smiled, taking a huge sip. "Aye, aye captain," Leslie laughed gulping nearly half of her drink. Caine took a drink but made sure not to drink too much. After fifteen minutes of chatting and drinking, Leslie jumped up with a start. "I almost forgot! Caine, try my cookies now," Leslie said bringing over three cookies. She began munching on one as she handed one each to Michelle and Caine. Caine took a bite but he hadn't expected it to be so warm and a gooey chocolate chip landed on his stomach. They had been sitting in the sun and had begun to melt. "Caine, you made yourself dirty. Let me clean it." She bent over and licked a wet tongue over the spot. His muscle twitched under the unexpected kiss. Leslie straightened and continued munching on her cookie. The feel of her moist tongue made Caine's imagination go in to overdrive as he pictured her wet mouth licking other parts of his body. A few crumbs landed on Michelle's chest as she took a bite and a wayward piece of chocolate chip landed on her white bikini top where her right nipple would be. Shit, Caine thought, he would love to trade places with that piece of chocolate. Michelle shrieked. "Oh my god! My top is ruined!" she cried. "Oh, Michelle, I'm so sorry," Leslie said rushing to get a napkin. Michelle took the napkin and wiped it over her breast but it only smeared the chocolate over her top. She pouted. "Well, I guess it's all right. You guys won't mind if I walk around like this, right?" Caine tried to shrug nonchalantly. "Sure it's fine. It's just us three." "We can wash it later tonight," Leslie said. "I'm really sorry." "It's okay," Michelle said with a smile to show that she wasn't mad. After everyone had brushed the crumbs off their bodies, the three sat on the edge of the pool, dipping their feet in to the cool water. Caine estimated that each girl had at least taken two drinks by now. "Hey, let's play truth or dare," Caine said. "Um, okay," Leslie agreed. "Why not?" Michelle shrugged. "Okay, me first," Caine said. He looked speculatingly between his girlfriend and Michelle. "Since I know Leslie the longest, my first one is for Michelle. Michelle, truth or dare?" She rubbed her chin. "Hmm, truth." "All right. Have you..." he squinted his eyes and acted like he was thinking of a question. He would start easy so he wouldn't sound suspicious to his girlfriend. "Have you ever cheated on a test?" "Oh, that one's easy," Leslie said. "She's never ever cheated," she said confidently. Michelle didn't answer right away. "Wait...have you?" She nodded sheepishly. "Yes. Once in Mr. Benedict's class. I hadn't studied the night before because I forgot." Leslie gasped. "No way, you're a smart and responsible student Michelle." Caine's eyebrows were raised in surprise. "Why did you forget?" Michelle's face reddened. "Hey, only one question at a time." The flush on her face made Caine think that there was more to her story but he let it go. "All right, now it's my turn," Michelle said. "Leslie, this one's for you." She smile mischievously. "Truth or dare?" "Truth," Leslie said right away. "Chicken!" Michelle accused. "Why won't you pick dare? All right, I'll ask you a question then. Have you ever kissed a girl?" Leslie made a face. "Of course not," she said indignantly. "Well...okay, maybe once." Caine's eyes popped. "Whaaat? When was this? You never told me about this." "You're not mad are you?" Leslie looked guiltily at Caine. "He's not, Leslie," Michelle said. "Look at the hard on in his pants." Leslie shrieked. "Thinking about me kissing another girl turns you on?" she asked with a mock angry look. She ruined the look by bursting out laughing. Leslie looked down at Caine's crotch and saw that he was indeed, rock hard. The sight sent instant heat to her pussy. "My turn," Leslie said quietly. By the tone of her voice, Caine could tell that the mood of the game had changed. "Caine, truth or dare?" "Truth," he said. "Tsk tsk," Leslie said. "But since you picked truth, I want you to be completely honest. What are you thinking about right now?" Caine saw the light in Leslie's eyes and knew she was getting slightly turned on. "I'm thinking about fucking you," he said baldly. His words sent tingles to Leslie's pussy. Michelle was also getting turned on imagining her best friend kissing a girl...a girl like herself. She looked down at Leslie's body. Michelle always did admire her trim figure and tiny breasts. There was also an innocent quality about her that didn't make her have to think hard about why Caine wanted her. Caine looked down at the bikini bottom covering his girlfriend's pussy. "Truth or dare?" he said in a husky voice. "Dare," Leslie said, her voice barely above a whisper now. Caine's gaze flickered to Michelle's eyes for a moment before turning back to Leslie's. "I dare you..." he paused, "to kiss Michelle." Caine expected her to protest so he quickly added, "it can be anywhere. On the cheeks, lips, you pick." He watched Leslie turn to Michelle and held his breath. Was one of his fantasies about to come true? "Can I?" Leslie asked Michelle delicately. Michelle laughed nervously. "Sure." Leslie placed a hand on her best friend's bare shoulder and leaned in slowly. Leslie pressed her lips against Michelle's warm lips. She tentatively pushed her tongue against the crease of her lips and was pleased when Michelle opened her mouth. Caine watched with increasing excitement as his girlfriend's lips probed another girl's mouth with gentle thoroughness. He could see their nipples hardening underneath their skimpy binkini tops. He knew Leslie and Michelle were both getting wet and it made his cock harden even more knowing they were getting horny. After the longest two minutes of Caine's life, the two girls pulled apart. Their cheeks were flushed with passion and a bit of embarrassment at what they had just done...and in front of Leslie's own boyfriend no less! But Caine didn't want the fun to end yet. "I dare you, Michelle, to let me lick the chocolate off your bikini top." Michelle and Leslie were both stunned. Caine looked at his girlfriend in a silent question if it was all right. Leslie hesitated and nodded imperceptably. Caine lost no time in bending over Michelle's lucious tits displayed in front of him. His hands splayed over Michelle's back to keep her in place as he licked the brown spot off her bikini. He tasted the chocolate and licked a slow circle around her hardened nipple. He could hear her heart and breath quickening. He lingered endlessly over her erect nipple, pausing a moment to gently bite the tip before flicking his tongue over it again and again. With one last lick, Caine straightened slowly and looked down at Michelle's flushed face. Caine looked over at his girlfriend and saw that she had gotten so excited that there was a dark spot forming on the material between her legs. He couldn't see Michelle's because her leg was angled in a way that blocked his view but he could guess that it was wet too. Of course, his raging hard on was in plain view. Michelle and Leslie both laughed nervously. Leslie cleared her throat and said in a shaky voice, "that got slightly out of hand." Leslie pushed her drink away. "I think we might have drank a little too much....Why don't we go swim now." Suddenly a cell went went off. Michelle turned her head. "Oh shit, that's my mom." "Just answer calmly. She can't tell if you've been drinking," Caine said. "I'll take the call inside." She picked up her cell phone and headed towards the back door. "Hi mom...yes everything's fine...uh huh, I know...." her voice disappeared as she entered the house. Caine watched her ass jiggling slightly as she walked away and was jumped in surprise when he felt Leslie's hand on his crotch. He jerked his head back to Leslie and saw her watching him with a passion-filled gaze. "Caine..." she whispered. "Will you lick my nipple like you licked Michelles?" Caine knew that if it hadn't been for the liquor, Leslie and Michelle wouldn't have been acting this uninhibited. He took full advantage of it. Caine cupped her tits in his hand and flicked a thumb over each nipple which hardened again. Leslie looked at Caine's face through slitted eyes as a gasp escaped her lips at the sudden movement. Caine said, "Lie down, baby..." He fastened a hot mouth over her nipples as soon as she was on her back. Her eyes fluttered shut as she grasped his head in her hands and began moaning softly. He couldn't help but think about Michelle's nipples. He licked around Leslie's tit and heard her gasp again. Would Michelle lose her breath like that? Would she like it if he did this...and this...and this? He sucked and licked one while pinching and squeezing the other. "Oh, Caine... ohhh....don't stop..." Leslie begged. Would Michelle beg for him like this? "I won't," Caine said huskily. He roughly kneading her tits and flicking over the sensitve peaks. He kept constant attention on each nipple. Leslie's moans were becoming louder and louder. "Shhh," Caine whispered. "You don't want the neighbors to hear..." He began kissing a path up her neck, over her throat and across her jaw line. He was about to kiss her nipples again when he heard a gasp from above. His eyes flew open and he saw Michelle's wide eyes staring down at him from the back door. He hadn't heard her come out. Leslie didn't seem to hear Michelle's gasp and kept moaning from Caine's manipulation of her nipples. Michelle couldn't believe she had walked in on Caine and Leslie going at it! She was shocked to find that she was getting wet watching Caine squeezing Leslie's naked tits while her bikini top was crumpled beneath her body leaving her breast completely bare for the world to see. Michelle saw Caine hesitate for a split second before he then continued to suck Leslie's nipple, keeping his smoldering gaze on Michelle's. There was a slightly inviting look in his eyes that said he wanted to do exactly that to her body too. Michelle rubbed her thighs together to keep the throbbing in her pussy under control but it was no use. She desperately needed someone to touch her right that minute. It turned Caine on even more knowing that Michelle was watching him touching and sucking Leslie's body. From this angle, he could clearly see that Michelle's bikini bottom was soaked with pussy juices. The material clung to her camel toe in such an erotic way that Caine nearly came thinking about her wet pussy. Caine moved his hand over Leslie's body and down past her stomach. "Caine..." Leslie gasped, "Right here? What if Michelle comes out..." "Shhh, just keep your eyes closed and enjoy this baby." Caine pulled her bikini bottom aside and rubbed her pussy. Her slick juices ran over his questing fingers. There was so much fluids that he could feel drops moving down the side of her inner thighs. "Fuck, you're so damn wet." Without warning he thrust two large fingers in to her tight pussy. He clenched his teeth as he thought about his cock being inside her wet passage. Her cunt felt so tight and juicy around his fingers that he knew he wouldn't have lasted long anyway. Was Michelle's pussy as tight as this? Or tighter? Caine began to pump his fingers slowly in her pussy while rubbing her hard clit with his thumb. His hand started picking up the pace and soon he was fingerbanging her so hard that her whole body moved up on the floor from the impact with each thrust. Michelle couldn't stop watching as Caine kept fingerfucking her best friend, her legs wide open. Leslie looked so sexy moaning and writhing on the ground, her nipples hard and poking straight up in the air. Michelle couldn't help but begin to rub her own nipples frantically as she watched as Caine added a third finger in to Leslie's dripping pussy. It was too much for Leslie. "Oh god, oh god...ohhhh...I'm cumming Caine! Don't stop...ohh, harder!" She was pushed over the edge and started cumming violently. Her pussy pulsed and squeezed around Caine's fingers as cum juices continued coating his hands. It was after Leslie's breathing began to slow, indicating that her climax was over, that Caine slowly pulled his fingers out of her pussy. Caine kissed his girlfriend's temple and wiped the sweat stained hair off her cheek. He had been aware of Michelle the whole time and looked up at the spot where she stood. She was gone. Had she gone back inside? Had she left in disgust? His cock was still hard and needed some attention. "Oh, Caine, you were wonderful," Leslie said shakily. She ran a hand over his back and pulled her down for a kiss. Caine smiled, "Anything for you, Leslie." He reached down for his shorts and began to pull them off when the sound of a car pulling in to the driver caught his attention. "Oh, shit!" Caine swore. He heard the sound of a car door slamming. "My dad!" Leslie pushed Caine off and quickly pulled her swimsuit in place. Caine grabbed a towel and covered the booze and quickly got in to the water just as the back door opened. "Hi you guys," Mr. Anderson said. He didn't see anything wrong with the sight that greeted him. Caine and his daughter were both in the pool appearing to have been talking right before he walked in. "I saw Michelle's car was gone in the front. She left early?" Caine's heart sank. He cleared his throat. "Yeah, she had to talk with her mom about something," he quickly made up. "Well, all right. Continue on then. I just came home to get something I forgot. Bye then." Mr. Anderson waved and went back inside. Caine turned to Leslie. "I'm going to call her and see why she left." A horrified look came across her face. "You don't think she saw us, did you?" Caine couldn't believe she had left like that. Had he scared her away with his frank attitude? He shook his head distractedly. "Uh, no. I'm pretty sure she didn't see anything. I was alert the whole time." Leslie sighed. "That's good." He Wants Both Girls Ch. 02 Why did Michelle have to lust after the boyfriend of her best friend? Michelle gazed darkly at the retreating sun in the distance. Night was falling and she couldn't stop thinking about what had happened earlier that day. Her best friend Leslie and her boyfriend, Caine had invited her over for a get together in the backyard pool at Leslie's house. It was there that the three teenagers had played an innocent 'truth or dare' game that had started off innocently enough but had ended...well...she didn't know how to describe it. Hot? Sexy? All Michelle knew was that she had witnessed Caine fingerfucking Leslie. Michelle couldn't help but wish it had been her lying on the ground, moaning and grinding in abandon as her wet pussy was relentlessly fingerbanged. Michelle rubbed her soft thighs together as she felt her pussy tingle with the erotic thought. A hand moved to her tit and she began rubbing her nipple slowly with her thumb. The images of Caine's mouth on Leslie's nipples and his fingers in her wet pussy blurred together in her mind. She remembered the squelching fucking noises and the panting and moaning. She sighed heavily. She was angry at herself for having these feelings about Caine. He was already taken by her best friend. In fact, Michelle could have any guy she wanted at school. She had been told many times before that she was "beautiful" and "sexy". Despite her popularity among the boys at high school, Michelle had only ever dated two guys and slept a couple times with the last one. The first one had moved away, but they had never really connected on a deeper level. The second one, Tony, had gone off to college and wanted to sample "the other women out there who were older and more experienced in the bedroom". Three weeks later, Tony called her and begged her to take him back. He said that he hadn't realized what he had thrown away when they broke-up. Michelle hung up and never looked back. When it came to guys, she didn't particularly trust them. Maybe because she had always been attracted to--and given chances to--the wrong types and is just now comprehending it. For now, she just wanted to concentrate on her studies and put relationships off. But Caine... God, what was it about him? If she was honest with herself, she had always been attracted to him deep down inside. They had known each other for a long time, gone to the same schools since kindergarten. They had even been friends in elementary school but middle school hit and they grew apart and hung out with different people. In high school, they knew of each other and saw one another from a distance. But that was it, just from a distance. It was a large school with nearly two thousand students so it wasn't hard to even forget they had ever been friends. They had only begun seeing each other again when Michelle's best friend Leslie started dating Caine. Michelle had begun seeing him more and more. Even with nothing on but shorts lately since the three have all started cooling off at Leslie's house these past few weeks from the increasing hot weather. Michelle had become more aware of how muscular and attractive he was. She could clearly remember the other occasions where she had seen him sporting a heavy hardon in his shorts. She knew it was from seeing his girlfriend but sometimes Michelle wondered if it was also from seeing her body? Was it the wicked grin he shot in her direction earlier that afternoon with his lips hovering just inches above Leslie's nipple? The smoldering, passion filled eyes that settled on her bikini bottom that hinted he might want to see what she looked like naked, as he continued fingerfucking Leslie? Michelle was on the front steps of her house, sitting on the porch. It was a habit of hers when she was thinking hard about something. She was so deep in thought that she didn't hear Caine coming until he called out her name. "Michelle," he said, his deep voice casual, but holding a question. Michelle jerked her head up and slowly moved her hand from her tits. "Caine," she murmured, the name falling off her lips before she could think. His tall, virile form stood only ten feet to her left. He was on the grass, his hands in his pockets. "I just came here from Leslie's house. She asked me to drop by and find out if you were all right. You didn't pick up her phone calls and Leslie got worried." His hair was still slightly damp and he still wore his swimming shorts but had pulled on a T-shirt. Michelle felt a stab of guilt. Leslie was worried about her and all Michelle could do was lust after her unattainable boyfriend. Caine tried very hard not to stare at Michelle's legs, which were on full display in her short booty shorts. Or to stare at her perky tits covered by a thin camisole. He did feel embarrassed of how he had brought Leslie to orgasm knowing that Michelle stood feets away, although Leslie had been unaware of her best friend's presence. "I'm all right," Michelle said, choosing not to elaborate. Caine didn't say anything right away. He gestured to the area next to her. "May I sit down?" Michelle barely nodded. She wanted to shake her head emphatically but then he may know that she was effected by that afternoon more than she led on. Caine folded his large frame beside Michelle's tinnier body. He was a good two feet away from her, carefully placed, Michelle knew, so that she wouldn't feel threatened. But she did. Her heart was already beginning to thud painfully in her chest and god, was her palms sweating a bit? Why was she so nervous? She didn't have anything to feel guilty about. They were just two people sitting outside in plain sight, talking, nothing more. But she couldn't shake the guilt. Caine glanced away. "Why exactly did you leave then?" He looked back at Michelle's face intently. "I thought..." Michelle whipped her head around, a bit of anger showing. "You thought what? That I'm that kind of girl who is...who would...." she jerked her gaze away and towards the grass, leaving her sentence unfinished. Caine hung his head and began to apolegize, to say anything, when his nose caught a faint smell of something in the breezy night air. Was that pussy juices? He looked down at her nipples and just noticed she was nipping. Was that from the slight chill in the air or because she was turned on? The air wasn't really cold, it was pleasantly warm even though the sun had already set. And what exactly had she been doing before he had come over? Before his tented shorts could become apparent, he moved his hands over his lap. Caine closed his eyes for a moment and decided on something that he knew he may come to regret, that may jeopardize his relationship with Leslie. "Michelle," Caine said quietly. Michelle knew the instant he said her name in that deep, somber voice that she was in trouble. He was going to be honest at last. "I know that you must know by now that I like you a lot more than as a friend," Caine said. Yes, Michelle did notice it. The fleeting glances he sent her way when he thought she wasn't looking. Those moments became clearer although before she had tried to rationalize that he wasn't really checking her out. Caine sighed roughly. "I know it's wrong. We both care about Leslie, but I can't help it. You're just so different from any other girl. Even Leslie." Michelle kept her gaze on the grass. "I don't know why we even kept it from Leslie that we used to know each other in elementary school," she scoffed. "Because," Caine said, "then she would know that I kissed you in 5th grade behind the playground. Knowing Leslie, she would jump to conclusions and believe that I still have some 'remaining' feelings for you from childhood." Michelle knew he had a point there. Leslie was insanely jealous. She was surprised Leslie had even let Caine lick her tits that afternoon, even if it was just a 'truth or dare' game. Liquor did loosen her up quite a lot. Michelle laughed for the first time. "That's rediculous. That was years ago when we were kids." "Is it really so 'rediculous?' " Caine questioned, a slight smile on his lips. Michelle didn't know that Caine was completely serious. "Yes," Michelle said. "We were kids..." Her voice trailed off when she saw the look in Caine's eye. "Caine?" she questioned. There was intent in his expression that made Michelle very nervous and long to flee for her bed room. "Well, that's where you're wrong," he said. Michelle had become so overwrought with nerves that she hadn't noticed Caine's hand on her shoulder. His hand was slowly pulling her closer, compelling her to him. "I can't lie anymore. Today, seeing you standing outside the backdoor while I was kissing Leslie, made me realize that I've never completely gotten over you..." Michelle was mesmerized by his husky words. His eyes and voice was weaving a magical spell that kept her from moving. She looked at his brown eyes that looked searchingly in to hers. "Caine, please don't--," he was centimeters from her lips, "--kiss me," she finished but was silenced by his soft lips. Shock made her freeze, but it was curiousity and desire that made her close her eyes and hold his shoulders. His lips were cool against hers at first, but soon warmed as he continued rubbing them back and forth over her parted mouth. His moist tongue delved in to her wet warmth. Michelle was instantly scorched with his hot mouth. She gasped as the kiss deepened and he plunged his tongue in to her mouth in an exciting rhythm, raising her temperature by degrees. It was the second time in her life that Michelle had been kissed by Caine, and she loved every minute of it. The first was in 5th grade. Michelle leaned in to Caine's body and moaned when he brushed a thumb across her aching nipple. Caine massaged and fondled her tits through her thin camisole. He could smell how excited Michelle was getting and it turned him on even more knowing it was because of him. Caine moved his hand underneath her top and cupped her naked tits in his hand. Tonight he was going to taste them instead of the brief lick over her bikini top earlier. He pushed the material up, exposing the erect peaks to his lustful gaze. "Caine, we can't..." Michelle whispered, "not here." But her voice lacked real protest, she was too wet and excited. She whimpered and moaned as Caine sucked a nipple in to his hot mouth and licked the tip in a circular motion while pinching and rolling the other nipple in his hand. "Did you like it when I licked your nipple earlier today?" Caine asked in a passion roughened voice. He continued his sexual assault against her sensitive tits. "Yes..." Michelle cried. "Your nipple was so hard. The chocolate flavor was just an added bonus. Were you wet?" Another lick. "Yes..." "Are you wet right now?" Caine asked. Michelle could only nod. "Why don't I check for myself?" Caine moved a hand to her shorts. "No!" Michelle cried, a piece of her conscience reared its ugly head. Caine's hand hesitated at the top of her shorts and instead moved down over her pussy and started rubbing her over the material. Michelle wanted to protest, but her will power was too weak. She moaned and Caine's fingers rubbed across her clit, somehow finding the hard nub despite the material covering her twat. Michelle's hands frantically moved to Caine's crotch. She had to feel him in her hands, to feel his hard cock once and for all. It was a cock that she had fantasized about for so long. All thoughts of Leslie fled from her mind as Michelle pulled out Caine's straining cock. It was as large as the hardon advertised all these weeks, she thought. Michelle rubbed her thumb across the tip, spreading the pre-cum. Caine groaned in response and sucked her nipple harder, kneading her tits roughly. Michelle began pumping his throbbing cock. She couldn't help but wish it was inside her sopping wet pussy. "I've wanted this for so long," Caine growled, trying again to touch her pussy. There was no protest this time so he pulled the material covering her crotch aside and was surprised and pleased to find she wasn't wearing any panties. His large fingers rubbed across her naked pussy, running across her wet slit and even poking a finger in her pussy. He returned to her clit and rubbed the tip, groaning when he heard her moan and thrust her hips in to his hand. "Damn, you're so sexy. So damn hot." Michelle whimpered at his erotic words. He knew it was making her more hot. Her hand jerked his cock even faster as she felt her pussy grow wetter. "I wish I can eat you right now," Caine said hoarsely. He felt more fluids flowing out of her pussy and knew his words were effecting her more than she led on. The knowledge that it was him that was making Michelle so hot and horny turned him on like no other aphrodisiac. Caine worked a large finger in to her dripping tight passage. Shit, he thought, she was tighter than he could ever imagine...even tighter than his girlfriend. Her tiny hand was working his cock for all he was worth, stroking and jerking him. He pretended for a moment that it was Michelle's pussy holding his cock captive, squeezing and milking him. He almost hit his load at the visual. Caine pulled out his fingers and looked down at the moisture all over his hand. He sniffed the frangrant pussy smell and licked his fingers. "Mmm, tasty..." He looked down at Michelle's dark gaze and saw the desperate look in her eyes. He knew she was close. Caine plunged his fingers back in to her tight pussy and smiled when Michelle groaned at the sudden invasion. Michelle clutched Caine's shoulder tightly as she whimpered undecipherable words. She rocked her hips and rode his hands like it was his cock. "Oh, Caine," she moaned. "I...I...ohh..." Caine bent over her beautiful tits and sucked her nipple in to the roof of his mouth and lashed the tip with his tongue. It drove Michelle over the edge. She let out a muffled scream as she started cumming. Her hand covered her mouth so her parents couldn't hear her. Michelle's pussy pulsated and squeezed around Caine's fingers again and again as a rush of pussy juices drenced him and Michelle's shorts. Panting, Michelle leaned weakly in to Caine's arms. Caine brushed away her damp hair from her face. "That was beautiful," he praised. "Michelle--" Before he could finish speaking, Michelle grasped his still rock hard cock. "I have to tast you..." she said. Caine's cock perked up when Michelle said that. Even his girlfriend had never given him head and now the girl of his dreams was about to do just that. He held his breath as Michelle leaned over his lap and oh so slowly, took his whole, aching head in between her hot, moist lips. The sensation was indescribable. Michelle ran a tongue over the sensative underside of his cock before engulfing the whole length in to her mouth. "Oh, god," Caine groaned. His head dropped back and his eyes literally rolled back in his head as Michelle started bobbing her head up and down on his cock. Caine placed a hand on her soft hair and rested it there. He whispered encouragements and pleas as her mouth continued to pleasure and worship his cock in ways that his girlfriend never had. "Fuck, you're so good." His orgasm was quickly approaching. Michelle picked up her pace and was quickly sucking his cock faster and faster. Caine thrusted his hips in to her mouth again and again, groaning when Michelle started massaging his balls. Was she going to eat his load? "Oh shit, Michelle, I'm gonna cum right...NOW!" Shot after shot of cum blasted in Michelle's mouth. Michelle gagged and nearly choked but quickly worked to swallow everything. A few drops leaked from the side of her mouth. Gasping, Caine pulled Michelle up and help her slim body in his arms. They both had uneven breathing. "Thank you," Caine said simply, trying to catch his breath. "Caine," Michelle said, "what have we done?" "We couldn't help it, baby," he soothed. She rubbed her cheek against his hard chest. "I know what we did was wrong but it felt so good, so right." "Michelle, I'm going to ask you something." Caine took a deep breath. "What just happened was...meant to be. Will you be with me? I can't let someone like you slip away again." She wanted to shake her head, but she couldn't. "I...yes, Caine. I want to be with you." Michelle dreaded asking the next question. "What are we going to do about Leslie?" "I'm going to end it tomorrow. I can't be with someone that I don't love. I only want to be with you." A tiny tear drop escaped her eyes. "I wish we didn't have to hurt Leslie." ******************* THE NEXT MORNING The sound of Michelle's cell phone woke her up. Groggily, Michelle looked at the Caller ID and saw it was Caine's number. The warm feelings from last night were still in her stomach when she picked up. "Hey Caine," she said with a smile. On the other line, it was loud with blaring sounds and a distant ambulance. "Michelle!" Caine shouted in the phone. "It's Leslie!" The urgent tone in his voice snapped her awake completely. "Oh my god, what happened?" "It's her mom!" He said worriedly. "She got in to a car accident. It's pretty bad and the paramedics won't tell us anything!" "Where are you guys right now?" Michelle asked, flinging her blankets off. "I'm coming over." "I'm with Leslie at the hospital right now. She's not holding up well." After Michelle hung up, she threw on the first thing she could find and was quickly on her way. At the hospital, she saw the grim faces. The sad look on Leslie's father, Mr. Anderson and the wet cheeks of Leslie herself. "Oh Leslie!" Michelle said, pulling her friend in to a tight hug. "I'm so sorry." Leslie hiccupped and cried harder. "Why?" she wailed. "My mother's too young to..." she cried harder. Caine stood right behind Leslie. He was looking down at Michelle's face, Leslie's back was to him. There was sorrow but also something else that looked like regret on his face. An hour later, a doctor came out and called Leslie and Mr. Anderson to go look at Mrs. Anderson. Caine and Leslie gave them privacy by staying in the waiting room. Michelle hugged her body as they walked away. She was afraid to look at Caine. She had a distinct feeling about what he was going to say. "Michelle," Caine said quietly and gently turned her so she was facing him. "I'm sorry, but our relationship is going to have to be put off." Michelle couldn't answer. She felt her heart breaking already. "Leslie needs me right now. I'm so sorry, Michelle." Michelle squared her shoulders and forced the tears back. "It's okay Caine. I understand." She turned her back and started walking away. "Michelle!" Caine called out. "You do understand don't you?" She didn't answer and kept her gaze straight. "Tell Leslie that I couldn't stay." Michelle couldn't see anything as her eyes blurred and hot tears raced down her face.