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My Bestfriend

By: xxDJLoveyy



*ring ring ring*

"Babe can you get that!"

*ring ring ring*

"Ronny! I'm cooking can you.." 

*ring*

"Ugh I'll get it damn."

It was around 7 pm on a fall Tuesday night when I realized I finally had enough. Ronny, or Ronald rather is my husband of 3 years. We married right after college, literally right after. Graduation and a wedding all in one day. He was the perfect guy, tall about 6'5, muscular definitely a six pack and strong pecks, very handsome and treated me like a queen. 

But about a year ago things changed. Ronald started drinking more than usual after he was kicked out of his partnership with his buddies over a construction company. He was very smart I must say, but he was a pushover and it led to him being taken advantage of. Anyway, his job was gone and the man I had fell in love with was gone too. He no longer kissed me goodmorning or goodnight, he stopped calling me beautiful, the only time he would try to have sex with me was when he was wasted to the point of no return. 

About a couple of months with this change, I tried suggesting to get him help. It was a Saturday night and immediately following my comment, Ron slapped me. Full on back hand. Now I'm no wimpy woman, but he was much stronger and bigger than I was, and I'm no fool so I grabbed a few things and stormed out, the whole time him begging for forgiveness. He looked so petty yet so hurt inside and I could see the face of the man I really married. It wasn't enough to keep me at that moment. 

I needed time to myself, so I stayed away for about a month, talking to him here and there. 

One night in my hotel room I stopped and stared at myself in the mirror. I watched my every move, looked at my body, my curves, my muscles, my hair, and realized I was still young, only 26, and quite attractive.

Oh before I forget, my name is Mary, Mary Jensen. Some call me Mare. I have dirty blonde hair, length to right under my shoulders, hazel eyes, and quite a figure. I kept a tight figure from being on track and field all through high school and college, and 2 hour morning runs to this day. I go to the gym, and I squat which gave me a firm plump ass. My legs are muscular but long and feminine, a flat stomach, and perky c cup tits. 

"Not bad" I thought as I studied myself. I began tracing my hands up and down my torso, then lightly over my slit in my laced panties. That sent shivers through me and I bit my lip. At that point I hadn't been touched in months and sexually, I was going crazy. As badly as I wanted to masturbate. I snapped myself out of this frenzy and forced myself to go to bed. Afterall I did have to wake up early and go back to work. I'm a high school biology teacher, did I mention? Fun fun fun.

Later on the day after that, Ronald called me. Long story short, I forgave him and went back home at the end of the week. 

Life was perfect...for about 5 days back with him, then it got worse. Our marriage became a boxing match almost every day, and I tapped out early in the ring every night. 

Now, here we are mid fall. I just got back home from parent teacher conferences at work, and Ronald was bumming infront of the tv with a Jack Daniels handle on my coffee table. As I walked past him toward the kitchen I smiled shyly at him, said hi, and he leaned over to slap my ass as I went to go cook dinner. Ten minutes in to my preparing our meal the phone started ringing. I kept asking Ron to get it, then finally gave up.

"Ugh I'll get it damn." I exclaimed while basically skipping to the library to answer the landline call. By the time I reached the room the call ended and my dear husband stood in the doorway. 

"What did you say to me" his words slurred.

"I didn't say anything"

"Yes you did bitch, what the fuck did you just say to me huh?" starting to approach me "You need to watch how you talk to me"

Ronald pushed his two fingers into the side of my head and tried to kiss my cheek.

"I fuckin hate you Mary, you know that. Ya know how much I love you" another kiss on the cheek, other hand around my neck "Mare why don't we have sex" he said and tried to kiss my lips.

I pulled away and ran for my purse and cell phone. He got me, tackled me, and pinned my arms down. 

"Kiss me baby, you're so sexy, fuck me will you, huh?"

I started crying "Stop it Ronald you're drunk!" I got out.

Rage filled his eyed, his breaths shorter and faster, the sweat from his forehead dripping onto my face, and the smell of his alcohol drenched breath filling my nostrils.

All of a sudden my world went fuzzy. I saw a silhouette of an angry man over top of me, shaking me. There was a loud ringing in my ears and then nothing. I saw nothing, I heard nothing. Everything was dark and cold and lonely. Was I dead? Was I in a coma? I didn't know until I woke up. It could have been hours later or even minutes later. Time wasn't on my mind then, revenge was. 

I stood up and looked in the mirror. My hair was a mess, blood pouring from my nose, and to top it off, a bruise on my cheek bone. I looked like a mad woman on the outside, and felt like one at heart. 

Plenty of payback scenes ran through my head. 

1. Take a wine bottle and break it on his head

2. Straddle him and beat him up while he's sleep

3. Light an "accidental" fire and drive away

None of those would end well and I realized that being the overthinker that I am. 

My grandmother once told me that the best revenge is to walk away with your head up, move on from the bullshit, and carry yourself like a lady. Whoever treated you wrong will see that you're doing great without them and it'll kill them inside. 

A part of me still had love for Ronald, so of course I didn't want him dead. But to know that I could hurt his spirit, pride, and oversized ego made me want this revenge. 

I packed all of my belongings this time, wrote Mr. Jensen a note, and left..for good.

********

For about an hour I found myself driving around town crying and thinking. Everything was flashing so fast through my mind. I didn't know what I was going to do, where I was going to live, if I could survive in a house on my salary alone and no more help from Ronalds parents. 

The next thing I knew, I was parked in my coworkers driveway, Angie. Ever since I started working at the high school we've been inseparable. She is the same age as I am, and we lost our "teaching virginities" at the same school, same time. We were lost, but managed to help each other through the years. I'm proud to say that she is my best friend! 

I must've forgotten to turn my headlights off because I sparked Angies attention.

She walked to my car suspicious of who it was and knocked on the window. I looked up at her, tears streaming down my face, blood dried on my nose.

"Angie?" she asked "Angie is that you!?" she cleared the fog off the window to get a better look. while opening my door "Oh my god, come in the house babe" she said in an utterly shocked manner.

After getting me in the house, cleaned up and showered, I had to let her know what happened earlier...well last night considering it was 2 in the morning.

As we sat on the sofa, her awaiting a story and holding my hand, I looked into her eyes and started another break down. My eyes filled with tears and my lip quivered. 

"Ronald?" she asked

I shook my head yes. Angie released my hand really quickly, stood up, and paced back an forth infront of the tv.

"I'm gonna fucking kill that bastard!" looks at me "No no no, uh uh Mare don't look at me like that, do you see your face!?"

"Yeah but.."

"Stop it Mary! You're always making excuses for him! There's no talking your way out of this one. Do you know what it does to me seeing you hurt mentally emotionally and physically?"

I stood up and walked to her, stopping her in her tracks. Pulling her hand into mine and staring deep in her eyes I ask

"No, what does it do to you Ang?"

Her turn for teary eyes and lip quivers.

"It breaks me" she pushed out in a hushed tone "You're my bestfriend Mary. You're sweet, caring, beautiful, the whole nine. I don't want anyone hurting you, I love you so much."

I started crying again while we stood there embracing and comforting one another. My arms were around her neck, hers around my waist and her sobs subsided. 

"I can't live without you and if anything happened to you, especially at the hands of that douche bag, I'd go crazy." 

I squeezed her tighter and felt it in return. 

"I love you Angie, so much."

"I love you too Mare." we separated and wiped each others tears, Ang giggled "So much for me never crying huh?"

I laughed

"Yeah you're a real bulldog" serious mode again "But no really, thank you. I had nowhere to go and we both have work in the morning. I'm sorry"

"Hmm pish posh! Principal Walker will understand. Now let's watch a movie huh?" I shook my head, grinned at her and she led me to the couch, my hand in hers.

For some reason she turned on Spring Breakers. It was an odd choice but I wasn't complaining. 

This movie starts off with the showing of party girls boobs bouncing around. Now don't get me wrong, I'm no lesbian, but boobs have always intrigued me. I like to look at them, I don't know it's weird. 

Then I felt Angie squirming next to me so I looked at her and saw her staring, focusing at the tv and biting that pink bottom lip of hers. Ang really does have nice lips. 

She caught me looking at her and smiled at me shyly. I haven't had girl talk in a long time, so I decided to be direct and blunt.

"Is this making you horny Angela?" I asked in a funny way

"What!" she exclaimed

"Oh come on Ang, I saw you moving around and biting your lip, you always bite your lip when you see something you like!"

"Haha wow Mary"

"Welllllll"

"Yes fine ok!" I giggled at her "Hey stop laughing, it's been a dry spell for me!"

Angie is a lesbian and doesn't have a girlfriend because she's afraid of being held down. She loves sex though.

"Oh has it? A sexy girl like you"

I said.

Let me explain my bestfriend to you shall I? She's taller than me, 5'8 to my 5'3, no heels on. She doesn't have an athlete body, I guess you can just say she has that natural skinny, and puberty worked in her favor. Her tummy was flat and skinny with her navel pierced, no hour glass figure, but a very nice ass, small and firm that you could notice through any dress or skirt. Her breasts were very perky and round, I'd guess a 32C. Her hair was long and brown with the slightest blonde highlights, ocean blue eyes, and light freckles scattered across her nose and cheeks giving her that innocent school girl look. Angie doesn't lift whatsoever, but somehow has obvious muscles showing in her arms. Yeah guys, that's my girl for ya.

"Oh please, I'm nowhere near sexy. You, you on the other hand.." she paused.

"Me what?"

"Oh um..nothing. Let's just watch the movie?"

"Alright." I answered.

Any other girl could've picked up on what she wanted to say. I'm smart, but book smart. I've never really been all that street smart, so along the years I haven't picked on much of the flirting I was told people are doing with me.

30 minutes into the movie we were silent and then Angie says,

"My god is this a porno? There's so many boobs!"

I gave a little laugh and looked at her again. I didn't make it obvious, but it kinda was since we were cuddled and holding hands. 

Moment later she bursts out laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"You! I can see you keep looking at me!"

I tried to laugh but it came out as just a smirk.

"Oh wait, sorry, is this making you uncomfortable?" she went for the remote on the coffee table ahead of us and I grabbed her hand.

"No" I sort of whispered and pulled her back onto the sofa.

She looked back at me and our eyes met. 

"Well then wha.."

I cut her off. Only this cutoff wasn't with words. I kissed her. I couldn't believe myself, I kissed my best friend right on the lips. They were softer then I'd ever imagined. 

My lips got tingly, feeling hers respond kissing me back. My hand reached for her head to pull her in closer. I felt Angies mouth probing at mine initiating a French kiss, and I wasn't sure if I wanted that, I mean, I'm not a lesbian I thought! It felt so wrong yet so right, and my mouth opened in response to my heart, or maybe even my aching clit.

She released her wet tongue from it's cage and slowly, gently, sexily licked my bottom lip, and I felt her hands fall to my hips holding them in place.

I suckled on her tongue for a bit. It tasted sweet but I wanted more. I slowly leaned her onto her back, me on top of her, and bit her lip which caused her to moan. I smiled at that and feigned for her, every bit. We went into full making out. My tongue felt every part of her sweet beautiful young mouth and had me yearning for more. 

My hands started making their way down her sides and then she stopped. The amazing feeling I was getting on my lips ended so my hands pulled away and I looked down into her wanting eyes.

"We can't do this Mary. You can't do this." she sadly remarked.

I gave her puppy dog eyes

"What do you mean?" and pouted a bit.

While pushing me off of her in a caring way, we both sat up. She looked down, sighed, and ran her fingers through her hair, then looked back at me.

"You don't want this"

"Yes I do!"

"No you don't. Look at everything that just happened in the past day. Your marriage just ended last night, not even legally yet, and you're just looking for someone to love. For someone to make you feel..."

"Feel what" I said angrily

"Feel anything but lonely and depressed." I looked away and she pulled my face back toward her "Don't. I'm very attracted to you. Like, extremely attracted to you and I want this more than you can imagine" she assured me.

"Wait you are?"

"Yes. I have been from the first time I saw you standing there innocent in your tight blue teachers skirt" she teased, I giggled "And over the past 3 years I've grown feelings for you, but I just couldn't tell you"

"Why not!"

"Umm because you were married, happily. At least I thought. And because I thought you were straight.."

"I AM straight!" I exclaimed

Angie laughed

"No you're not. Who came on to who a couple minutes ago?" I frowned "Exactly. It's alright if you like me, I mean, I won't tell anybody" she grinned.

I waited a bit before I could get what I needed to say.

"Umm Ang?.... um I've actually been noticing females far different than usual. I see them like I see men, only....only hotter I guess." I felt weird.

"That's fine baby girl. You're bisexual, or at least bicurious. It's alright, I can help you find yourself, there's nothing to be ashamed of!" I smiled at her "Now we can check out girls together" she teased again

"C'mon it's getting late, let's go to bed" 

We turned the tv off and headed upstairs to her room to go to sleep. 

We got to her bed and she tore her top off and hopped in, then noticed my face. 

"Oh sorry, should I put a bra on? I usually sleep with just underwear remember?" she said

"Oh, umm yeah, it's cool sleep however, it's your house!" I said without laying one eye on her.

After I said that I took my shorts and top off, leaving me in my panties and bra. I've always slept like that. We both faced the outside of the bed, turned off the light, and said goodnight and I love you. 

I couldn't sleep. It must've been an hour or so and I was still wide awake thinking about Ronald, divorce, revenge, and then Angie. What had just happened in her living room. The thoughts wouldn't end. 

I peeked over my shoulder to see if Ang was still awake and noticed her squirming again. I couldn't help but watch. Then I heard a soft moan, one I could not ignore. 

So I creeped up behind her and held her close, she let out a gasp.

"Mare what are you.."

"Shhhhhh just let me" I whispered.

Angie was indeed masturbating, and I was very horny. I reached my hand around over hers that was covering her pussy and felt the heat emanating from it. Our hands collided as one, going in a circular motion. She was playing with her clit, but I wanted that hand to be my own. So I gently pushed hers aside and for the first time ever, I was rubbing a clit that wasn't mine.

As I did this I trailed kisses along her shoulder and up her silky soft neck, taking in her fruity scent that I adored. My kisses became slower as my hand went faster. She couldn't take it any longer and turned to me, giving me her soft pink lips to kiss. She tried so hard to keep that kiss, but ended up moaning into my mouth and saying,

"Please... please Mare just..unfff just fuck me already!"

I needed no further instruction, so I flipped the cover off of us, and eased my fingers down her sopping wet slit. She was now lying on her back, me next to her on my side, one of my legs over hers and my pussy was pressing on her thigh. 

Her naked body is a sight to see. Those perfect perky tits, pink nipples staring at me. Her ribs showing themselves then hiding again due to her heavy breathing. And her hips, thrusting upward begging for more. We were making out again, something I can't get enough of.

I stuck my middle finger in her tight hole and used my thumb to massage her clit. I pumped in and out and in and out

"Mmmm baby more..use more fingers"

I added two more fingers and fucked her. Leaving her lips, I kissed licked sucked and bit my way down her neck, causing more moans. As soon as I reached her tits I licked around her left nipple the nipped it. 

"Ahhhhh!" her high pitched squeal.

I began to lick and suck on them even more as a young infant would to it's mother. Me on her sensitive nipples, and fucking her tight cunt sent her over the edge.

"Yeahh Ahh don't stop, don't stop! Ughhhh oohhhh I'm gonna cum!!"

My hand started cramping, but I wasn't going to stop under any circumstances, she needed to cum and I wanted to make her cum. 

"Cum for me beautiful" I spoke, and she did. 

She couldn't even make a sound anymore. All there was, was heavy fast breathing, and her body spazzing out of control. 

As she came back down from her high, I was there watching her, smiling proud at what I had just done to her. Her eyes opened and she returned the smile.

"That was amazing Mary"

I kissed her one last time and turned over. I wasn't the one that had the orgasm, but I sure was beat. I heard her say that it was her turn to do me, but I shook my head no. She snuggled up behind me so that we were spooning and I fell asleep feeling safe there in her arms.

PART 2

"Calling Mary Jensen. Mrs. Jensen please come to the main office please, Mrs. Jensen to the office"

I heard the loud speaker calling me, but what was I supposed to do? I was in the middle of teaching my last class of the day.

5 minutes later

"Mrs. Jensen please contact the main office, thank you"

I heard the call once again. Did they not know I was teaching a class? I mean afterall, they could've looked it up in the records. Since the last thing that was said was to contact the office, I decided to tell my class to work on an individual book assignment while I headed to the computer at my desk to email this inconsiderate school office.

Me: Hi, you wanted me in the office?

Secretary: Yes you're husband is here and he says it's very important.

Me: Did he mention how important?

Secretary: I just asked him for you and he told me that it was none of my business. Mrs. Jensen this is a school we're in, please just take care of this.

Me: I'm very sorry that he came in like this. Do you mind telling him that I'm teaching a class and will be down as soon as it is over?

Secretary: Will do, have a nice day.

Me: Thank you.

I had no idea why Ronald was at my job. We haven't spoken since I left him and stayed at Angies place. I just know he's a drunken mess down there, I know it.


My Bestfriend Ch. 02



~~ Authors note: Hey guys so this is the second part of Mary's story! I highly suggest reading part one first. I don't know if there will be another chapter though. Thank you to all that took your time and sent feedback, it's always welcomed!~~





"Hey Dave, so I'm not really sure about everything anymore. As you know Angela and myself have basically been in a relationship you could say since the fall. Now that it's July and I've been here for months, and I don't know why, but I'm on the fence about this. You know uncle David didn't raise us like this."

"Like what Mary?"

"Like this. Like what I'm doing, like what I've been doing for almost a year now. Being gay."

"Are you serious right now Mare? You're being ridiculous"

"No I'm not David! Don't get me wrong, she's an amazing woman and friend, and she took me in when I had nothing, but this isn't me. She isn't..me. I love her to death, but I feel like I'm not doing right."

"And by 'doing right' to whom do you mean? Cause these past months you've been the happiest I've seen in about 5 years."

"She makes me happy! She makes me feel like I'm somebody and like I matter! It's just gay alright?"

"Mary you sound pathetic right now and you're pissing me off. To tell you the truth, you're being stupid. So tell me, who the hell are you rethinking this for?"

"Uncle David. God."

"Wow. Talk to me when you start doing things for Mary, ok?"

"David I'm sorry. I don't want you to be angry with me, it's just...I don't know. I'm sorry."

*** That was a conversation I had with my cousin David on email last week. He's like my older brother considering we were raised together by his father (uncle David) when my druggie mom left me on his doorstep when I was only 2 years old. 

Uncle Dave was a great man and took me in with open arms, but he was stern. The way he raised us was, in his words, "don't bring home a faggot son, and Mary my love I can't wait to shake the hand of the gentleman that sweeps you off your feet".

I remember this one night he walked in my room when I was 16 and caught me kissing my bestfriend, Allison. He flipped out of control, threw her out while banning her from ever coming back, screamed my head off for hours, and grounded me for 2 weeks. He was a very large deep voiced half Cherokee half Italian man, so he scared me shitless and I never saw Allison personally again, and my lips never touched a females after that. Beyond scared straight? We both thought that, but yelling can't change a true feeling you have.



Now it's an early July morning and I'm getting back from my run only to walk in on a teary eyed Angie sitting against the office desk with papers in her hand. I noticed how sad she looked, so I took my headphones out, dropped my iPod, and walked over to her.

"Hey..Ang, what's wrong?"

She didn't look at me but at the papers in her hand laying on her lap, she started shaking her head and her lip quivered, holding in tears. 

Seeing her hurt made me want to kill the person that made her feel that way. Not knowing that I was the reason, I go to give her a hug.

She looked up at me while saying "Stop" and pushing me away slightly.

"What's going on babe?" I ask

She holds up the papers, gets off the desk and throws them down on it. Her cold hurt eyes never left mine as she wiped a tear away from her cheek. 

I was still confused when she got really close to my face and said

"Your shit is packed and in your trunk" gave me a glare and walked upstairs.

I didn't know what was going on, but what she said was serious and I've never seen that side of her. It hurt me to know that she packed my things and was kicking me out, what did I do? The papers! 

Rushing over to the desk and grabbing them and reading them, my heart sunk. I've never felt so stupid and heartless in my life.

They were printouts of my emails to David. I must've left my account open.

"Shit" I thought. I felt flushed, but of course I love Angie, so I ran as fast as I could after her screaming and banging on her locked door to open and let me explain myself. 

"Angie!!!"

silence

"Angela! Open the door, let me explain!"

silence

"I love you baby, just open the door and let me explain it, please!!"

The door swung open with a furious Angie now in my face.

"Explain what, huh? Explain how I'm a good friend? How I fucking took you in when your dead beat husband beat you nearly to death and you used me to get better?"

Tears started pouring down my face and I could barely speak.

"no"sobbing "I'm.."

"You know what Mary!? You don't love me. You've never loved me, because if you did, you would have never even thought about your dead uncles wishes ahead of your own happiness!"

"..stop, please.." still sobbing but calming to talk.

"No Mary, I'm gay and I'm fucking proud of it! I want you out. I don't want to talk to you right now. I don't even wanna see you. Get out!"

"where would I go huh?"

She didn't answer and kept a gaze out the window, not looking at a pitiful me. 

I knew she would need to calm down before she'd give me the time of day again, so I turned to leave. Stopping in the doorway I looked back and said

"I didn't use you Angela, and I really do love you."

She still didn't look at me, so I continued my walk of shame out of the house. 

Sitting in my car alone, I broke down even more.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT" I yelled while slamming the steering wheel.

I knew that I had just screwed up the best thing that's ever happened to me. Taking in a few heavy breaths, I dried my tears enough to go for another run, that's always helped me think. It actually helps me think, reminisce, forget, anything. 

This run was a long one and accomplished nothing but bad thoughts. Like what if Angie never forgives me? What if she doesn't ever let me talk to her about it? What if she went and fucked some random chick to get over me? So many things kept running through my mind making me depressed and angry. 

Walking and catching my breath, I stumbled past a bar, so I went in. I had every intention of getting drunk, and that's just what I did. 

I remember telling things to somebody I met there, and they told me I was wasted then called me a cab. As soon as I sat in the backseat of the cab, I gave the driver Angies address and off we went. 

Fumbling up the porch steps in my running gear, I got the front door open, but fell in because I was leaning on it. I made so much noise, igniting her attention she ran down the steps and found me lying there giggling. 

"What are you doing?" I heard her say

"Hmmm" I got out stupidly

Angela is such a good person. Even through what happened hours earlier, she helped me up and sat me on the couch. 

"Now" she says "What are you doing here? Was I not clear this morning?"

All I did was giggle some more and shake my head (I don't know why) with my eyes closed.

She stood up, obviously frustrated and said,

"Lay down and sleep it off. It's only 3, so I'll come wake you up around 9 or 10." after that being said she fluffed a pillow on the couch, laid me down, and spread a small couch cover over me. Surprisingly enough, she kneeled down and tucked me in, so while she was still there, I stared at her and asked,

"Why are you being nice to me"

She paused looking down at the cover for a minute, stood up not answering me, then walked in the kitchen and came back and sat a bottle of water and two advil on the coffee table.

"Take these when you wake up"

She said calmly then left me there to sleep. 

Suddenly I heard a loud noise and I jumped awake, my head pounding. I sat up and looked around then spotted the water and advil and gratefully obliged. Then I remembered the noise and walked into the kitchen finding Angie sweeping up glass. She heard my footsteps creeping behind her and peered back then continued cleaning what broke. 

I still felt embarrassed, heartless, and stupid but decided to ask innocently

"C-can we talk?"

Of course not even glancing my way

"sure. why not." she answered

I took a step toward her and she turned to me quickly as if I was going to touch her and she didn't want that.

"No, really. Can we please?"

I could see it in her eyes that she really wanted to, so we went and sat across the kitchen table from one another. Angie stared me down, clearly not making the first move. 

"Why are you looking at me like that" I asked

"Do you wanna talk or not" she responded swiftly

"Ok yeah, sorry.."

"Before you go on, just save your 'sorries' ok? I'm such a nice person and people walk all over me then come back and say sorry. I've heard it before. Keep it, I'm tired of hearing it."

"oo-ok yeah, um" I looked down and bit my bottom lip "Umm the emails. Look I haven't thought about what I was going to say if you ever gave me a chance to explain, and I know what I wanna say, but I just don't know how."

"Tell me what you told David then, you had plenty to say to him." Angie remarked sharply

I sighed

"I just.." I looked down again and started crying, then back up at her "I just don't know Angie ok? I think about my life and future every night and I see you in it!" sobbing "I want you to be in it ok? I do. It's just how I was raised, and my uncle telling me that as Christians we can't be gay and we would go to hell and I need to date and marry a perfect man and.." she cut me off

"Stop. Mary just stop alright. You're babbling, and you're saying a whole lot without saying anything at all. I've heard those stories before. No one is going to hell for being gay and you know that. I believe all Christians know that, they just wanna act like they're too holy and Jesus like to view life outside of the bible."

"..yeah I guess so.."

"News flash, God loves everybody, ok, EVERYBODY. You know if you live with your life in gods hands you'll go to heaven. So please spare me the Christian Jesus bible shit."

"I know that! I've always known that deep down, but when you are a little girl and this huge man and all his friends are yelling at you telling you something different, you don't wanna disappoint them or go against anything they say!"

She was staring at me uninterested looking mad with her arms folded and an eyebrow raised. Then there was silence until I continued, my tears dried up.

"Angela, I love you" she rolled her eyes "Seriously can you just listen! I'm in fucking love with you Angie, but I was just scared to admit it to myself let alone the whole world. I cared about what other people thought, and now I don't. I just want you and I'll do whatever it takes for you to believe me."

She loosened up a bit then asked

"So what are you? Tell me your sexual orientation."

I couldn't answer nor look at her.

Angie stood up, said "exactly" and walked out of the kitchen. 

I was desperate for her. It felt like I needed her then more than ever cause I wanted her to know how sorry I was, and my true feelings, but it was one little thing I couldn't say. I can't admit my orientation to her, I can't even say it to myself. Standing up and running to the bottom of the steps and seeing her walk up them, I say,

"Baby." she doesn't respond "Angela please" she stops and looks at me and adds,

"I want you gone by morning." and disappeared into the darkness upstairs. My heart completely broke. Storming swiftly to my car I got in and pulled off, hours later arriving at Davids house. 

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Standing on my cousins porch I rang the doorbell once and nobody responded. It was late at night/early in the morning. Tears streaming down my rosy cheeks I rang the bell over and over and over until somebody answered. There was David, staring at me shocked at why I was at his door at this hour, but I ran into him forcing a hug, crying on his chest. He gave me a loving tight hug while closing the door and taking us over to the family room. 

We sat there and I told him everything, that "I fucked up really bad" and how I wanted fix everything but didn't know how. After telling the conversation Angie and I had, David comments,

"Well it seems to me you know exactly how to fix it. I'm no expert at love, but what you two have IS love and you need to express to her what you feel and mean it."

That was not what I wanted to hear from him. I didn't want to change anything. Yeah I want Angie back, but I've always been stubborn, hard headed, and stuck in my ways, so I said,

"Ya know what Dave? If that's love, I don't want it"

"God Mare, can you not be like this for once in your life?"

"No. See, I said those things to you, and she shouldn't be snooping first off. Second, she's not even trying to see where I'm coming from! I told her I was in love with her for Christ sake! And she wants to hear me tell her that I'm not straight!? That's bullshit, fuck that!...fuck her."

"Yeah, fuck her" David added sarcastically, then went to his room to bed.

After that night, I stayed at Davids. I knew another school year was approaching, and I decided that being a teacher, especially at the same school as...her, wasn't a good idea. I quit that, and took up a job at an aquarium. 

A few months drifted by at this job, and I had earned enough to get my own place. There were too many memories in my hometown, where David lives, so I decided to get an apartment back in town with my old job, Ronald, and Angie. 

Luckily I hadn't seen Ronald around, only in court dealing with our divorce. He was put into rehab and alcoholic programs that helped him sober up and find jobs. Good for him. Through it all I kept Jensen as my last name, it just fit me. 

As for seeing Angie, there was this one time in the super market. She was picking out fruits, melons to be exact. But when I grew enough courage to be cordial and say hi to her, I saw she had her eyes on some other "melons", ones you can't eat. She turned and followed the girl down an aisle while I felt like I had just been punched in the gut. Of course I was still in love with her, I don't want anyone touching her but me! I took several deep breaths, stopping myself from making a scene, and then I left the store. Hey, we're not together right? She can do what she wants, fuck anything breathing if she'd like.

I called up my friend Luke (he's straight as a circle) and decided we'd go out to the gayest club in town tonight so I can find someone to play with.

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I had a mini tight jean skirt on with 4 inch black heels, and a 'fuck me' black crop top to match. Luke was matching me, only with tight skinny jeans and black toms on his feet. We were ready for a good night. 

Walking into the club we hear the crowd roaring and the base bumping, so we shimmied our way through everyone to the middle of the dance floor and danced with each other like there was no tomorrow. 

Luke looked over my should and scream whispered to me over the music,

"Hottie at 12 o'clock" 

As he said that I felt a body push up against my back, definitely their front side considering I felt boobs pressing into me. Luke gave me the have fun look and made his way around the club leaving me.

The fast paced, edm raving type of music gradually changed into slower more sensual music and I started grinding with this anonymous female behind me. Her arms were around my waist, keeping me close, so I decided to grab them and push my ass into her even harder. Not even sure I was with the music any longer. Anon was exactly my height at that time, I had heels on and she didn't. As we swayed I felt her hands start roaming my body and she whispered sexily in my ear,

"You're so sexy, I want to make sex with you baby" Ahh a French accent that sent chills through me and dampness coating my thong. 

She swung me around facing her and our lips stuck. My tongue kept probing at her lips until she opened them and let me in. I grabbed her head to pull her in more so I could French kiss my French anon. You know what they say, when in Rome..! Drifting from her lips I whispered back to her

"Come on" and started pulling her outside of the club.

We hailed a cab and headed to my apartment. While holding hands and giggling to one another in the backseat, we arrived and basically ran upstairs. My hand in hers I lead her into my bedroom. After kicking my shoes off, I leaned in to kiss her and she shoved me to my back on my bed and jumped right on me attacking my lips. French ma'am smiled down at me with a look I couldn't quite make out but I smiled back at her. She leaned back down to my face, licked my lips, and planted a quick soft kiss on them. Her kisses were soft and gentle, but very sexy. She continued planting these kisses around my face and while she was doing that, I felt her hands slip under my shirt and grip the bottom. After tearing my shirt off of me in a hurry, she took one of my nipples and licked around them. It felt really good, but I stopped her,

"Look I get you might want...everything or whatever, but I just need a quick fix ok?"

I tried to say it as nicely as possible. She shook her head 'yes' then snaked down my body, pulling my skirt an thong off in one motion. Frenchie swirled my wetness around my slit with her fingers and took a dive in. Her tongue felt extra long, it was bliss. She licked up and down it at first and then shoved her tongue into my hole and pinched my clit with her thumb and index finger. At that I flinched and my hips bucked up off the bed more into her face. Her tongue fucking sped up as she massaged my little nub and I threw my head back in ecstasy.

"Yeah yeah, unff right there, don't stop!" I moaned in a high pitch voice and shoved her head deeper into my cunt.

I felt my orgasm building up and could not let her come up for air. For all I knew she can be drowning down there, but I needed to finish. Her head kept trying to get free and gasp in a breath, but I held it there until,

"Oh fuck! I'm cominggggg" I screamed and my whole body shook then went limp. I tried keeping my hands locked in her hair but I had no strength. My body cringed each time she slurped up my cream and musky juices, I was all too sensitive. 

She crawled back up to my side and we laid there for about 20 minutes. After that time I told her I had to get up early the next morning and she looked sad but angry. Knowing I wanted her to leave, she rolled out of the bed, stood looking down at me and shook her head. 

"What?" I asked

"Nothing." she paused "Will you walk me out at least?" 

I nodded, reached for my robe, threw it on, stepped into my slippers and walked with her to the front door. Opening it she stepped into the hallway and tried to give me a kiss goodnight on my lips. As she got close I quickly turned my head so she'd get my cheek. 

"Thanks Frenchie" I said monotone

Looking at me she said "You know something? You're not what I expected. I thought you would be loving and generous, but clearly you are just hurt which has made you cold."

I wasn't looking at her anymore, but at the ground impatiently.

"My pleasure. Goodnight." she bitterly stated. She walked away and that was the last I saw of her. 

The next day I told Luke all that happened.

"Damn girl, you little evil slut" he replied jokingly

"Hahaha well what can I say?" I laughed.

Life went on like that for almost 4 months. I had plenty more hookups and encounters with people I'd hardly known, some more sensual than others. David came to see me one night and we had a conversation I wasn't expecting.

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I poured us each a glass of wine and we sat at my kitchen table. 

"So, what's up!?" I asked 

"Mary.."

"Yeah?"

"Why are you acting like this?" I tried to cut in but he kept going "I mean, I get that you're lonely right now. But that shouldn't be any excuse to.."

"To what!" I interrupted angrily

"To whore around! Look, you're my baby sister and I know that this isn't the life you want."




My Bestfriend Ch. 02



"How would you know anything I want huh?"

"Cause you don't even act like the Mary I know anymore. You're acting like a little love sick puppy that copes with sex!"

"That's bullshit" I remarked

"No. No it's not Mary and you know it isn't. What happened to the sweet innocent girl I grew up with?"

"She grew up and had her heart broken, that's what happened." 

I scarfed down the rest of my wine and poured some more. 

"See look at yourself Mare. You're drinking more than usual, sleeping with any good looking girl you see..that's not you. Angie.."

"No no nooo, ok, don't bring her up David."

He looked at me hopeless, almost studying me. He stood up and stuck a post it note down on the table infront of me and before he stormed out he said

"She got in contact with me." 

After David was gone I ran to my computer. On the note was his email information so I could log in and read the messages between the two of them.

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Angie: Hi David. I'm not sure if you remember me, but I was dating your cousin Mary for awhile. I was cleaning up and found your email written down.

David: Yes of course I remember you! How are you these days? 

Angie: I'm pretty good, thanks. I was just thinking about Mary. I miss her a lot and that's been all I could think about for quite some time now. I'm sure she's moved on by now, but I just want to know how she's doing?

David: Well as far as making a new life she's doing well. And she will hate me for telling you this, but everything else is a sad sight in my perspective.

Angle: How so?

David: She's been very out there one might say. You understand? I know it's because of how depressed she actually is. She misses you too, she just won't admit it.

Angie: Oh, I understand. I never meant to put her in another bad spot, I was just so angry and things spun out of control, and I didn't treat her fair. I guess I just really want her to know that I'm sorry for being inconsiderate of the position she was in. Will you let her know that for me?

David: I believe it would help best if you told her.

Angie: Ok. Do you mind giving her my number? So this way I'll know if she actually wants to talk to me because she'd call me. My number is 9087324573

David: No problem, I'll definitely do that

Angie: Thank you so much. Goodnight

*

That night I sat there with the phone in my hand for about an hour, contemplating on what I should do. Of course I wanted to talk to her, after all it's been 7 months since we last spoke and 4 since I seen her. I was frightened and anxious, but I went with my heart and decided to dial the number. 

When she picked up her end my heart sank all over again. It felt like I was back to when she kicked me out of her house and we never spoke again. I felt belittled hearing her sweet voice and all she said was "hello". I couldn't find any words, and she kept saying hello and who is this. Finally I spoke,

"Angela"

"Mary!?" she asked in a surprised voice

The conversation was short and to the point. We decided to meet Saturday morning at a local coffee shop and talk. I was really looking forward to it, but in a strange way I wasn't, I mean David basically told her I was being a slut. I'm not sure how I'm going to face her. 

Before I knew it, it was Saturday. It was 9am and we weren't meeting until 10, but I was in a panic and scurrying around my apartment looking for what to wear then running back and forth looking in the mirror and changing. Finally I found the perfect outfit. I chose to wear my tightest skinny jeans, a sexy black pair of wedged sandals. It was warm out so I decided to wear a black cami, but bring along a leather jacket (mostly fashionable) because it was looking stormy outside. After I got dressed it was time to do my hair. At first I kept thinking of styles that would make me look sexier, but then I just said "fuck it" and convinced myself I wasn't trying to impress her. In the end I blow dried it and brushed it into a normal out do. Ready to go!

As I walked into the shop I spotted an empty table, made my way over to it and sat down, throwing my jacket on the back of the seat. I sat there for about 5 minutes before I saw Angie walking in. She looked beautiful and flawless like always and more panic filled me. I was frightened to talk to her, and even more frightened of how the conversation would end. Before she could see me, I looked down and pretended I was doing something, anything on my phone. Footsteps were approaching the table and I heard a soft voice,

"Hi Mary"

I looked up into Angies smiling face and tried to smile back but I was so nervous and couldn't even say hi back. 

She gestured to the chair across the small table from me 

"Can I sit down" and snapped me out of my trance.

"Oh um yeah of course" I replied, trying to keep my eyes on her but they kept shifting from her and back.

As she sat there was an awkward silence so I decided to break it.

"So I got you a coffee" pushed the cup toward her "I remembered you like hazelnut"

Her eyes widened in surprise and she grinned a little

"Thank you" and took hold of the cup, sort of blushing. She always told me it was the little things people remembered about her that made her happy.

There was another silence and we were trying our best not to look at each other. A loud preppy womans voice sparked our attention and we looked up. Standing over us was a woman I met in the club one night.

"Hi Mary! How are you!?"

"Hi.."

"Well don't act like you don't know me babe!" she giggled then looked at Angie snarling at me "Who's this?" she asked

"Look can you just go, we're trying to have a conversation."

"Typical Mary, wanting someone to leave when she's done with them. Is this your girlfriend?"

"I said go alright!"

She rolled her eyes and stormed off. As I went to apologize to Angie she cut me off

"So was that one of them?"

"One of who?"

"You've been sleeping with the whole town, I know she was one of your groupies" she responded and took a sip of her coffee.

"Are you really saying this to me? Wow" I grabbed my jacket and stood up to leave, then felt her grab my arm.

"No. Wait. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that. Please sit back down" I stood there for a moment "Please?"

So I sat back down and waited for her to talk.

"It just made me mad and hurt me when your cousin told me about how ... about what you've been doing lately."

I didn't say anything

"I am really sorry. I didn't mean to say that. Honest."

Still didn't say anything

"Hey are you gonna say something? Cause that's kinda why we're here, so we can finally talk."

I waited a moment then said,

"Yeah I know I've been sleeping around. We all know it, it's no secret."

"But......why?" Angie asked.

"I don't know how to deal with things. I don't know why I chose that to cope, but I did."

"Did it help any"

"Yeah, for the nights that it happened. I didn't feel lonely."

At that Angie looked down and saddened.

"I'm sorry. For everything. Ok? I truly am Mare. I never wanted us to end, especially not like how we did. Kicking you out was a shitty thing to do and made me a shitty friend and girlfriend. I'm sorry."

She looked into my eyes and I could see hers glossing over. 

"Please don't cry Ang. None of that was your fault. You had a reason to be hurt and angry with me. I should be the one apologizing for it all. I'm sorry for talking behind your back, sorry for..I'm sorry for everything ok!? I never used you and all the times I said I loved you, I meant it. And as more than a friend. You mean everything to me and I'm ready to admit to anything you want me to alright?" 

I started crying and Angie wiped my tears then grabbed my hands over the table. 

"I believe you baby. We're gonna fix this."

After more talking at the shop, Angie brought me to her car, we got in and she drove to her house. By this time it was noon. 

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Sitting in in the house I take a sip of tea and say

"You know, I miss this place"

Angie came over to me and straddled my lap then started kissing my neck while holding the back of my head to her. 

As good as it felt I tried pushing away,

"What...mmmf. What are you doing Angie?"

She stopped and stared down at me,

"I've missed you so much baby. I understand we still have issues, and we WILL work them out and that's a promise. I just wanna feel close to you again. I want you, all of you."

I looked deep into her eyes

"Are you sure?"

She didn't answer, but kissed me hard on the lips. I grabbed her head and pulled her in closer, embracing her lips. This is the kiss I've longed for. The soft sweet loving kiss I've been missing for almost a year now. Seven whole months and now she's back in my arms and I couldn't help but re explore her mouth with my tongue, and trace her tight firm curves with my hands. 

As I went to kiss her neck she gets off of me and leads us into her bedroom and we jump on the bed, stripping down ourselves the whole time. We giggled like little school girls about to play their favorite game.

Now both naked, I laid back and Angie climbed on top, squeezing my tits and sucking on my neck like only she could. Soft moans started escaping from me as she started stroking my body; her vagina constantly rubbing mine quick then stop, quick then stop. I couldn't take any more teasing, so I pushed her away from me and she got the hint. She grinned at me devilishly and widened my legs some more so she could position herself between them.

We started grinding our pussies together and it felt like heaven. We'd never done this before so it was an awkward position, but we got used to it and found eachothers clits. We ground them into one another and the room filled with sighs and moans. 

"Ahhhh Ang...Angieee, ahh yeah!"

"Babbbbyyyy, unff!"

She grabbed my hip with one hand and started banging and rubbing, alternating the two until we climaxed together. We slowed down, letting our cum mix, and finally came to a halt. 

I waved her up with my finger, grinning and coming down from my high,

"Come here" 

She smiled back and crawled back up to me and we made out some more. I can't get enough of her soft pink lips.

I broke the kiss and looked down at my prize. Licking my lips at the sight I went down. I wrapped my arms around her legs and gave the first lick to her dripping lips. Angie grabbed my head with one hand and ran her fingers through my hair with the other. 

"Ooooo" she lightly moaned.

Her moans motivated 

me, so I pulled her throbbing lips apart and stuck my tongue in as far as it could go. My tongue started moving inside her as if I were licking an ice cream cone.

"Ohh.. fuck yeah baby.. uhhh damn" more moans, better tongue action.

"Don't.. don't stop.. AHHHH!" the last one was loud and high pitched.

Seeing her head fly back, I swirled my fingers around her labia then pushed them in, and curled them up finding the soft sensitive spot. Her g-spot. As soon as I got there I rubbed it harder than I usually would.

"I.. I'm gonna fucking cummmmmmmmmm!" 

I smiled against her at that then continued to eat her. I decided to bite her gently, and that was it... that set her off and she came. Angela's creampie was now all over my mouth. I sucked it all from her cunt and she pulled me back to her face. We both licked her juices off of my mouth as if it were a delicious snack. It was very delicious to me. She passed out right after that, obviously exhausted from an interesting morning and afternoon. 

I laid there and realized how much my life has changed over the past year, then looked over to a beautiful face next to me and noticed how lucky I was.

Angie took me in and she's basically my hero. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the whole world, and I'd give anything to stay by her side.

This time I spooned behind her, drifting off to sleep, and I felt like I was home. 



My Bestfriend's Boyfriend



Dee and I have been friends for several years. Her daughter is two weeks younger than my son, and we got together several times a week to have coffee and play dates for the kids from the time they were both about two years old.

After a year or two of doing this, she shared with me that she'd been having an affair with a married man, starting shortly after she'd had her daughter. She was excited, because unlike so many married men who wanted to have their cake and eat it to, he had actually taken the plunge and left his wife to be with her. 

She wanted him to meet me, and as I am the better cook, I offered to make dinner for them and the kids. I enjoy cooking, and am always glad to have someone eat my creations that will actually enjoy them!

That weekend, I tidied up the house, and started preparing a simple steak meal, with baked potatoes and salad. I bought some wine and chilled it, along with some grape juice so that the kids wouldn't feel left out. The table was set with care, with wine glasses at every setting. All that was left, was to grill the steaks, so I went to get myself ready.

I showered quickly, then blow dried my long brown hair into soft curls. I've been accused of having 80's hair in the recent past, but I refused to be insulted by this. I love my hair. It is a rich chestnut brown, the exact color of my eyes, which to me, was my best feature. Aside from my wide, full mouth and bright white teeth.

I dressed with care, choosing a pair of skin tight black jeans, and a loose gypsy blouse of pink and white, with long flowing sleeves. I artfully applied the barest of make up, accenting my eyes, and down playing my mouth. As I gave a quick gloss to my naked lips, I heard the doorbell ring. I unbuttoned two buttons from the blouse, showing just a hint of cleavage. 

I nervously went to answer the door, almost feeling as if this were a blind date. I'm always self conscious when first meeting someone new, as I am not a little girl. Yes, I am BBW. Full figured, fat. Whatever you want to call it, I am it. This is not to say that I am shy, or frigid, or even scared to get naked with a man. Far from it. It is just the initial first meeting of someone new.

I opened the door, and was engulfed in a huge hug by the sexiest man I've ever seen in my life! Dee introduced us officially, and Jay, her boyfriend then shook my hand. 

"I've heard so much about you already, I feel like I know you! And you have the most precious little boy I've ever met." his hand held mine for a fraction of a second longer than was appropriate. My heart rate jumped a bit, as I looked into his beautiful blue eyes. His dark hair was cut short, and combed much in the style of Christopher Reeve's as Superman. His glasses gave him a Clark Kent nerdy look, which did nothing to disguise his utter beauty.

My eyebrows rose slightly, as I was not aware that Jay had met my son. Dee and I frequently babysat for one another, so I assumed that that is how he met my baby boy. 

Katy met Isaiah in the hall, and they ran off to play in his room. They were both four years old at this point.

I led the way through the house to the living room, and offered them a seat. They settled on the loveseat, and Dee leaned into him. I couldn't blame the girl. I'd stake claim on him too, if he were my man!

I asked if they would like wine now, or with dinner. They both wanted some now, so I went to get the glasses from the table, and poured us all a glass. We sat and talked for a while, and after the second glass of wine, it was almost as if we had all known one another for years. 

After one particularly bawdy joke, I laughingly stood, and excused myself to throw the steaks on the barbeque. It was properly warmed up, and the steaks were sizzling as soon as they landed on the grill. I lightly salted and peppered them, then replaced the lid. I took the opportunity to have a quick smoke, as I don't smoke in my home for my son's health.

I heard the slider open, and Jay stepped out onto the patio. "Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all." I watched as he pulled a camel from its pack and lit up. He looked at me as he took that first drag. His eyes smiled.

"Dee told me you were beautiful, but not how beautiful."

I felt my face warm up, and gave a little smile. "That's sweet of you. Thank you." "Just the truth, Darlin. You are gorgeous." He took another drag on his cigarette, but I was saved from making another comment when Dee came out to join us.

"So?? Didn't I tell you he was so cute??" Dee gushed. I laughed, and looked at him again.

"You seem to leave out the "How" part of your descriptions Dee!" 

The rest of the night went by pleasantly, and over the course of the next several years, we three had gotten together often. Sometimes I had a date and other times, it was just us. The hugs hello got tighter, and lasted longer. The kisses goodbye always made my heart thud painfully. Our conversations were wildly outrageous, always sexual, and very open. Dee would brag about how big Jay's cock was behind his back, and how great he was in bed. 

This always made me wonder, what he would be like inside of me. I loved his hugs, and how his hands would brush the sides of my large breasts. I would often catch him looking at them, when I wore low cut blouses. 

We had lost track of one another for about a year, when I sent out an email to everyone on my contact list. Dee and Jay had been without internet for many months, and had finally come back online to see my message. She emailed me immediately, and we made a date to go out the following weekend. # We wound up going out to a bar for karaoke night, and had several rounds of Tequila shots each, and some beers. Soon, none of us were feeling any pain! We left around 1am and went back to their place to continue on our night out. Dee's little sister, who had watched the kids, went home after we arrived.

Jay and I sat on the bed, drinking some hard lemonade's while Dee surfed the net on the computer next to us. We talked and laughed for another hour or so, then I started getting sleepy, as it was getting pretty late. I was reluctant to drive this wasted, not to mention rousing my sleeping son, as it was always so hard to get him settled back down. Note to self, avoid drinking on a Sunday night in the future!

I went to check on the kids, and as I was returning to the bedroom, where we were all gathered, he was coming out of the bathroom. He said a quiet 'Hey'. Then asked how the kids were. I told him they were both dead to the world, and that I should think about crashing out next to him on the floor. He said that wasn't necessary, that there was plenty of room in their bed for three.

I smiled up at him, about to make a smart remark about how he'd like that, when he bent his head down to give me a quick kiss just as I was opening my mouth to say it. I felt my tongue graze his lower lip, and his head jerked back quickly. He looked me in the eyes, and I blushed. His head lowered, and kissed me again.

When his tongue entered my mouth, my hands found his waist. His hands cupped my face, holding my mouth to his. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I just couldn't believe my best friend's boyfriend was kissing me like this. I broke away, and we kissed a series of short passionate kisses, not six feet away from Dee. "Oh shit!" I whispered. His head fell against my forehead, and we stood like that for a few seconds, catching our breath.

I wiped my mouth, gave him a confused look, and went back into the bedroom. Guiltily, I answered Dee's enquiry about the children. I downed the rest of my drink, and set the bottle in with the other empties in the case. 

Jay then came back in, and flopped on the bed next to me. He yawned, and said he'd best get some sleep since he had to work in the morning. Dee smiled and told me to lie down too, since I also had to work. She promised to stay awake to wake us both up for work. 

I wasn't quite comfortable with that, but knew I'd be worthless at work if I didn't get at least a little sleep. Dee kissed Jay goodnight, then leaned over him, and kissed me too, although it was just a peck on the cheek. He kissed me too, although this time it was just a quick kiss on the mouth. 

I lay on my side, looking at him, but careful not to be too close. Dee was already engrossed in her online bingo game again. Jay rolled over onto his side, facing me. We gazed at one another, and my poor heart began to pound again. My breathing became erratic. He smiled, and reached for my hand. Pulling it closer to him, he placed my hand on his heart, and I felt his heart racing too. He brought my hand up to his mouth, and kissed it, nibbling on my fingertips. Then with his hand wrapped around mine, up against his heart, he fell asleep.

A few hours later, I woke up, to find us spooning, his cock hard against my ass. One hand was under me, firmly grasping my heavy breast. The other was around me, tucked between my legs and cupping my mound inside the sweatpants Dee had loaned me for the night! I shifted, rolling onto my back. The blankets had come off of us, and as I looked at Dee, she glanced back at me and smiled!

Her man had his hand on my pussy inside my pants, and she is smiling? I didn't get it. I lay back down, trying to figure this out, when I felt his fingers beginning to move on my pussy lips. I looked at him, and he appeared to still be sleeping.

"Dee??" I whispered. She looked at me, and I gave her a panic stricken look and pointed to my crotch. In no way, did I want to lose her friendship or come between her and her honey. I was already feeling guilty about the kiss... This was just too much!

She looked down, and saw her man's hand in my pants and smiled again! "Enjoy it, he's good with his fingers!" she whispered back. My mind was reeling, but then I had no thoughts, when his fingers slipped between my pussy lips and brushed my clit.

I moaned. She looked again, and caught my eye. Her wink freaked me out! His hand began tugging at my sweats to pull them down. Should I let it happen? She seemed ok with this, who was I to fight it? Especially when it felt so good?

I lifted my ass, and was divested of my sweats quickly. I could see that he was hard already and throbbing against his own shorts. His fingers began stroking my clit, and soon I was throbbing and extremely wet. I was sure Dee could hear the sloshing of my pussy juices as her boyfriends fingers plunged in and out of my sopping cunt.

Just then, Jay sat up. He tore his shirt off, and then stood to remove his shorts. His cock stood proud, and as I lay there, I admired it. It was thick and veiny, throbbing with desire. I heard him say, "Hi baby." to Dee, and turned to see him kiss her. Her fingers ran through his hair, and then pushed him away. 

"Don't leave her waiting baby." I was floored. This was more than ok with her! She gave his cock a loving tug, as he pulled away from her. He sat me up, and had me move to where I was sitting on the side of the bed with him, facing Dee. He kissed me again and I melted into it. His hand fondled my large breasts, and then his head bent to take an exposed nipple into his mouth. My shirt was bunched up over my tits, and as his mouth claimed its prize, I took the shirt off fully.

Dee's eyes never left my huge knockers, and although I'd never been with another woman before, I was so turned on I did something I've never done before. I lifted my other breast up, and held it out to her. She rose, and came to sit on the other side of me, reaching out slowly to touch my soft skin. I moaned at her initial touch. 

They lay me back on the bed, and each of them began to suck my nipples in earnest. The sensations were out of this world, as my sensitive tips were tugged, sucked, licked and laved with hungry tongues. My arms were around both of them, pressing their heads down onto my breasts harder. Jay's fingers found my pussy again, and began to stroke my hardened clit. He rubbed gently on either side of my swollen nub, and soon my hips were grinding up to meet his fingers.

I was so very wet, and turned on that I couldn't stop moaning. Dee let my nipple go with a loud pop, and looked into my eyes. Her gaze traveled down to my lips, which were full and berry red. Then back into my eyes. I knew she wanted to kiss me, so I whispered, "Yes, kiss me!" 

Her mouth was soft, like a butterfly, when her lips met mine. Her kiss barely a whisper against my lips. I groaned and strained forward, as Jay's fingers penetrated the depths of my pussy. Our lips clashed together, and our tongues began intertwining around each other. I sucked her tongue into my mouth, and sucked it like a cock. She giggled, and then did the same to mine. I'd never realized before, how good that felt!

We kissed for what seemed like forever, my hand running up and down her backside, caressing her silky skin. Then tentatively, I took her breast into my mouth. Her tits were much smaller than mine, most likely a C cup or possibly a D. We were both on the big side, with me being the bigger of the two. Her hand caressed my belly and tits, while I took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked like a baby on her nipple, and then took it between my teeth lightly. She moaned in pleasure, and I bit down a little harder, and then sucked it hard into my mouth again. Over and over, I alternated between sucking and biting on her nipple. First one then the other. Her fingers were buried in her pussy, flicking her clit furiously.

My own pussy was on fire, with Jay's fingers fucking me deep and fast. I took a moment to tell him how good that felt, and he bent forward to kiss me. Dee slipped off the bed, onto her knees. I felt her small hands on my thick thighs, and was surprised that I felt no qualms about spreading my legs for her. We were all such good friends, that I had no fear of being with her this way. 

Jay removed his fingers from inside my pussy, and hers took his place. She had short little fingers, and as she pressed them into me, I was actually missing Jay's larger fingers inside. "More!" I begged her. She worked her fingers in and out of me, and when I said that, she put another finger into the mix. This drove me wild, and I began humping up at her fingers. "YESSS!" I hissed, "Deeper!"

Again, she added a fourth digit into my soaked pussy. I reached down and grabbed her wrist, pulling it deeper into me. "Fuck me Dee!" I panted. I needed to be filled badly. Jay's fingers were tormenting my clit, and he dipped his beautiful face down to mine and our mouths met passionately. While I kissed her man, Dee worked her fingers in and out of me. I opened up wider, and she pulled her thumb up between her fingers and began to slide her hand inside of me. I went wild, begging her to do it, to fuck me with her hand. "Fist me, Dee! Oh FUCK!" 

I came as soon as her hand was inside me, juices flooding out of my hot box, coating her hand. She slid in, and waited out my orgasm. Then I felt her begin to move again. Slowly, oh so slowly, she twisted her hand left and right, in and out. My hips were rising to meet her small hand inside my pussy, and then she leaned forward and took my engorged clit into her mouth. I went wild, and shortly found myself climaxing again. Her tongue snaked around and lapped up all the juices that escaped from my stuffed pussy.

Jay, in the meantime, kneeled above me, his rock hard cock poised above my face. God I wanted that tool in my mouth desperately! I reached up, and caressed his balls gently, lovingly. I let my hand squeeze and roll them around a bit, until a drop of pre-cum appeared at the tip. My hand slid up from his beautifully full balls, up the hard, thick shaft to the head, where my thumb rolled the cum drop across the head of his cock. He moaned, and I gripped him and bent his cock down to my mouth. 

My tongue slid out to taste the pre-cum I had smeared over the helmet. He tasted so good. His cock was silky smooth, warm and hard as steel. It was like warmed velvet as I rubbed the head across my lips. "Oh, sweetie!" he groaned as I took him into my mouth, closing my lips around him. His hands in my hair, caressing my silky locks. His thumb caressed my cheek, close to my mouth, where his cock began slowly pumping in and out.

Dee was getting busy with my pussy, pushing her tiny fist in and out, faster and faster. My pussy grabbed at her hand, and she marveled at how tight I was around her hand. "Suck my man, Shanna, suck him good!" she said as she lowered her mouth to my clit once more. 

I doubled my efforts on this hunks cock. He was so thick now; I could barely keep my mouth closed! My mouth flew up and down his thick shaft, as he pumped his hips to get in deeper. Finally my throat relaxed and accepted his cock head he pumped in and out of my throat, faster and faster. "Oh God, I'm going to cum!" he slowed the progression of his cock, as Dee sped up her efforts on my pussy. She was banging her pussy with a dildo in time with her thrusts into my cunt. 

I started moaning on Jay's cock, my pussy tightened up on Dee's hand. The both knew I was about to cum again. Dee exploded first, which set me off, spasms milking her hand. Dee pulled out and crawled up my body. Her tongue began licking Jay's balls and he pulled out of my mouth in time to shoot his cum all over Dee's and my faces. We licked his cum from one another's cheeks as he milked the last few drops of cum onto my tits, which Dee hungrily lapped up.

We'd barely redressed, when the alarm went off, signaling that it was time for us to wake up. We laughed and shut it off, and Dee excused herself to go make some coffee. Jay pulled me back onto the bed, and began kissing me again. This time, I kissed him back, with no hesitations, no reservations.

We found ourselves with little more than an hour before we had to leave for our jobs, so Dee got up to make us breakfast and coffee, while Jay and I went to shower together to save time. For the most part, we got our showering done quickly, and as I was about to climb out of the tub enclosure, he put his hand on my arm to stop me. 

I looked up at him, my heart thudding double time for I knew that we were going beyond the consensual acts that occurred in the bedroom. I may not have been a swinger, but I knew the rules. Couples play together, or not at all. Then again, some couple's have different limits. "Dee?"

"She knows how bad I want you sweetie. She's ok with it." He took my slippery body into his arms, and kissed me hard. I let go of guilt, and took pleasure in our kiss. 

My hands began to explore his sexy chest, and there I noticed for the first time, that he had a nipple piercing. I thought that was hella sexy, and leaned forward to lick it. I played with it for several minutes, licking, sucking and pulling the little hoop with my teeth. 

"Shanna! God that feels so good!" he pulled my head away though, and started kissing me again. One hand played with my smooth pussy, the other tugging on a hardened nipple. "I've got to fuck you, Punkin', I'm so hard for you!"

And he was! All seven gloriously thick inches were throbbing, bobbing up and down in eager anticipation. I took hold of his shaft, and turned my ass towards him. Then I put one foot up on the edge of the tub, and leant forward. He thrust forward as I guided him inside of my horny pussy. I heard him groan with pleasure as my warmth enveloped his hardness.

We stood still for a moment, but time was against us. We didn't have enough time to have a leisurely fuck! He began to move against me, and when I moaned he picked up the pace. Soon his balls were slapping against my wet clit as he pounded in and out of me. My moans and cries got a little louder, and his hands gripped my ass tighter.

"Holy fucking Jeezuss!" He cried as my pussy began to contract around his cock. The tightness milked his cock, and he groaned that he was going to cum.




My Bestfriend's Boyfriend



"Fill my pussy, Jay! Shoot it inside me...NOW!" I cried as I hurtled towards my final orgasm, I felt his hot cum erupt inside me. We were both breathing hard when the shower curtain moved aside a few inches. 

There stood Dee, giving us that 'you two are so naughty' look. "Hey you two, breakfast is ready!" We all laughed, and after washing up our sex, we toweled off and dressed quickly then went to join Dee for breakfast.



My Bestfriend's Ex-Boyfriend



Elena Michaels giggle beside her friend Jay Simons the sneaked inside a van they borrowed from Elena's girlfriend. The thought of deceiving someone of what they planned excited her and she couldn't wait to watch her ex-boyfriend's face once it all unravels around him.

They had planned a revenge for him. Carl Jefferson had been hogging her all-year round and she has grown tired of his advances. He had cheated on her with his slutty ex and Elena didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore.

Only then when Elena found somebody new did the boy start with his groveling to win her back. He almost tried to rape her and she have had enough of him.

So today, Elena was going to invite him to this van; inviting him for a last blowjob but he'll have to wear a blindfold. What Carl doesn't know is that it will be we friend Jay who'll be sucking him off.

Once he'd dumped his load inside Jay's mouth will they take his blindfold off and reveal that they've been recording the scene all the while.

A couch was situated in the back of the van and Jay his behind it. It was weird agreeing with his friend Elena, the only advantage he'll have in this revenge is that he can suck a cock for free. And it will one of the hottest boys in school. Of course Elena doesn't know that Jay has been infatuated with her ex for a long time.

He heard giggling outside the van and froze in place. The door opened and revealed a giggling Elena leading a very happy Carl. She pushed him down on the couch and blindfolded his eyes. 

Her eyes went toward him and she nodded to take action. While Jay crawled over to Carl's lap, Elena sat behind the wheels and started the ignition.

Jay's hand shook as he unzipped the flu of Carl's jeans. He pushed them downward, along with his underwear, until they reached his ankles.

The butterflies inside his stomach turned to birds as he saw Carl's flaccid cock laying on his thick thighs. Even half hard, it was huge. 

Slowly reaching out for the huge tool, he took it in his hands and pumped it up and down. 

Carl groaned and his next words spurred Jay to continue. "That's it you slut. Take that cock in your hand and pumped it till the cum explodes and covers your face."

The crude words made his hand stopped and Carl's face drew in anger behind the blindfold. "What are you waiting for, you slut. Take that cock and lick it till it gets hard. If you don't, I'll take off this stupid blindfold and fuck your mouth dry."

Elena glanced back at the two and found Jay frozen in what looked like fear. She almost stopped the van when she saw him dipped his head lower and attacked that cock with hunger. The view was nauseating knowing what kind of man Carl was, so she returned to driving and ignored that sound coming from the back of the van.

Diving in to the delicious cock, Jay sucked the bulbous head inside his mouth and Carl emitted a low growl from his throat. 

What first looked like a huge cock grew to be a monster one. It thicker to a girth wider than Jay's wrist and lengthened more than nine inches. His eyes widened when the cock came out of his mouth and stood proudly from the black bushes of Carl's body. 

The cock stood. Angry. Proud. And ready to breed someone. It produced precum from its tip and I licked it with the tip of my tongue. The taste was salty inside my tongue and I wanted more of it.

Rough hands pumped the base of Carl's cock and his brows furrowed in confusion. He must be imagining things. 

Jay's tongue slithered out of his mouth and played around the head of Carl's cock. It slid from the head and licked the sweat from the underside of the cock. Jay continued to lick the underside until there was no more taste and swallowed the cock whole. Carl's hips buck from surprised and his cock lodged inside Jay's mouth. Tears spilled from Jay's eyes as Carl continued to thrust his hips forward, hitting Jay throat repeatedly. No one has swallowed his cock whole and he wanted to relish inside this person's mouth. He knew it wasn't Elena blowing him, so he wasted to abuse the power.

They wanted his cock, he'll give them his cock.

He removed his hand from his side and threaded his fingers on the blowers hair. It was short and he instantly knew that his ex had planned a revenge on him.

"Well, well, well. Looks like someone a naughty cocksucker." Carl removed the blindfold from his eyes and they widened when he saw Jay kneeling in front of his, his cock inside Jay's mouth. 

Jay couldn't believe it. Once Carl removed his blindfold and saw him, his cock began growing again. It was like the very thought of another man sucking his cock aroused him to further heights. 

Carl woke up from his daze and smiled at Jay. The gay boy looked at him curiously but he held his head on his cock. There was no way in hell that he wouldn't experience getting off tonight. He has a mouth that was given to him, and he's thinking of using than ass later. 

"Why Jay, I didn't know you were in love with me?"

Carl asked mockingly as he'd Jay's head in his arms. He released his head so he could but not so much that he'll remove his freely from Carl's cock.

"Why don't you show me how much you love me."

Carl took the cock from Jay's mouth and held it in the air. Even knowing that Jay was the one sucking his cock didn't lose his hardness. It was the opposite, it made him feel more arouse than ever.

"Lick my balls, baby." Jay's eye strayed to the from part of the car and Carl slapped his cheek with his cock. "I ordered you to lick my ball. If you want me to call you a slut then I'll do it. I'm using endearments so why don't you be nice to me and show your love to your master."

Jay sniffed a little but licked his balls anyway. The feel of his velvet tongue running on his sack was mesmerizing and Carl commanded him to do it again. Jay tongue lapped at the skin that protected his family jewels. He alternated between the two, sucking them inside his mouth and massaging his underside. 

"Shit, that's it baby. Lick my ball for me. Lick it till the cum travels upward and I'll shoot it down your throat so you can swallow them all okay, honey."

Carl's derogatory words, combined with his endearments went inside Jay's head. Making the smaller boy lost in his fantasies and bring his game to a whole new level. 

He took the cock from Carl's hands and lapped at the tip that was spurting precum. He twirled his tongue around it and slid it downward to the base. He swallowed the whole rod in his mouth once it's slick with his spit. He bobbed up and down. Up. Down. Up. Down. 

"That's it, baby. You have to move faster so it can erupt and you'll have your meal for the day."

Jay moaned around Carl's cock and the vibrations sent a whole new feeling in Carl's body. His balls were waiting to release a months worth of cum inside Jay's mouth and he couldn't make the process go faster. 

Carl took Jay's head in his hands and pushed him downward and upward around his cock. 

Jay slurped and slurped as Carl controlled his movements on his cock. Carl's hands gripped his hair roughly and pushed him faster on his cock. His head went up. Down. Up. Down. Until Carl's hands became erratic.

It was coming closer. He could feel it deep in his balls. They were going to come out and he'll seal this boy with his sperm. He pushed Jay's head towards his cock hard. And then his balls exploded. The cum traveled from his testicles and through the girth of his cock. They spurted out of his balls like a cannon and his eyes rolled back to his head from the force. Carl has never experienced this kind of orgasm before. He's never done it with a boy too. And it seems like his cock likes it because it couldn't stop from erupting.

Gallons of cum came off of Carl. He must have been full of this and Jay couldn't swallow enough of them. He pushed himself off Carl and some of his cum spurted on his face. A glob hit him on the cheek and he flinched. He heard a chuckle from above him and found Carl looking at him amusedly. He glared at him and went to stand up.

"Where do you think you're going."

Ashamed of what he's done, Jay continued to exit the door when Carl's hand dashed out to grab the back o his collar. He was pulled back to the van and found himself tied down; his hands behind his back. 

"If I ask you a question, you answer me; okay?" Jay didn't answer and Carl blew out a breath out of frustration. He knocked on the door the separated the van in half. 

Elena heard a knock from behinds and glanced back thinking it could be Jay, telling her the job was done. But when she looked back at the back, her eyes widened. There was Jay huddled on the ground and Carl was above him, kissing the soul out of him. She ran out of the van without another glance and hoped that Jay would forgive.

"She's gone." Jay couldn't understand what Carl was talking about because of the kiss they' shared. It was mind blowing but Jay didn't know that. He never had been kissed before. He just sucked other guy's dicks and no one wanted to kiss someone who had just sucked their cocks off.

Carl chuckled, seeing Jay's dazed stare. He got up and found his thighs covered in cum. He scooped them with his fingers and directed them to Jay's mouth. 

"Open baby." Jay obeyed him and Carl's fingers intruded his mouth. His finger tasted salty and Jay twirled his tongued around Carl's finger. Sucking the taste out of his skin and nipping them lightly. The feeling of Jay's mouth playing with his finger made his cock harden and he knew just the thing to do with it. He stood up without zipping his fly and poked Jay's closed mouth his the tip of his cock. The smaller boy opened his mouth and he entered to his warm cavity.

"Clean up my cock, baby. It needs to be clean when I'm driving the van." Jay sucked the dried cum with vigor and his cock hardened to its full length. It would be hard for him to concentrate on driving but it'll all be worth it.

"You stay there while I drive okay. We'll have a lot of plan tonight."

Jay was conflicted between two emotion. Being scared and being excited. I don't know what Carl has planned for him. All he knew was that Elena's plan backfired and it went downhill fast.

Carl made him sit in the passenger seat and it felt weird to be seating next to a hunk of a man. 

They stopped at an old rundown barn and Carl got out and opened his door. He opened the door and guide Jay inside. Everything was pitch black when a candle was lit to the side and the light illuminated the room. It was like a barn from the movies excluding all the animals. There was a blanket above a stashes hay and he just knew what would happen there. 

Carl positioned his body behind Jay and snaked his arms around the smaller boy's waist. "Do you want my cock, baby?"

Jay moaned as Carl's tongue curled on the shell of his ear. He was sensitive there and every love carl took made him into a wanton slut.

"Do you?" Carl pushed his bulge to the indention of Jay's ass. He wanted the boy to admit to his submission but it awoke the senses inside Jay's mind. The smaller boy shook his head fiercely and turned to push Carl away from him. Carl didn't anticipate the push but manage to pull the boy down with him. Jay struggled in Carl's hold but it was useless. 

"Carl please, I'm begging you. I was only doing if for Elena's sake. Please, if you'll continue I don't have any dignity left to show everyone."

"The you should've thought that when you started sucking my cock, you slut. But I really have to ask. That was one hell of a blowjob. Was that a one time thing or did you suck every boy in the school?"

Jay didn't know what came to him but he couldn't stop the slap that he delivered to Carl's face. 

"That's it. Fight me. Struggle. I love it when I show them wrong and they all turn up to be a huge slut for me."

Carl dipped his head down to kiss Jay again, but the young boy turned his head just in time. He went for his neck instead, biting the sensitive skin until it deepened to a red color of his mark. He snuggled to his collar bone and licked the lite protruding area there. "Such a nice boy, so sensitive and responsive for me." He chuckled to the boy's skin and blew a warm breath.

Jay shuddered from Carl's ministrations and almost came when Carl took His shirt off and threw it away from them. Carl returned to the boy's chest and licked that hardened to buds because of his work. He bit one and pinched. 

"Oh God." Jay breathed out. Carl's hand slithered downwards after pinching jay's nipples one last time. He continued to bite the delightful buds as fingers worked on Jay's fly. They opened up and his hand slid beneath Jay's boxers. There he found his cock, hard and dripping with cock.

"Carl, please don't do this. I want to preserve myself." Jay's words fell on deaf ears as Carls's thumb pressed on his cock's head. Jay knee jerked and his head rolled back to the ground.

"That's it baby. I'll make you feel wonderful." Carl continued to pump his cock in slow motion. He didn't know it yet, but his hips were thrusting into Carl's hand, helping the muscular boy to pump his cum off.

He was starting to feel it. Starting to get into Carl's rhythm when Carl's hand left his cock. The muscular boy stood up from above him. 

Standing above Jay, Carl's eyes turned to slits and they thinned when he captured the hem of his shirt and pulled it off. Next to go were his jeans and underwear, his straining cock popping out of of the fit briefs and slapping against his hrs abdomen. 

Jay swallowed when he noticed how large Carl's cock really was. I don't know if he could take it, but if he didn't; then Carl would just force him and it would hurt like hell.

"Carl, we should jus-." Jay didn't finish his sentence because Carl had his hair gripped tightly on his hands. Carl pulled him up in front of him and kissed him, almost softly. They continued kissing till they reached the stacked hay and Carl turned him around.

Pushing him forward, Jay landed on his hands and knees. The perfect view was right in front of him and Carl couldn't wait any longer. No need for Lubrication. No need for preparation. He'll take him now. Raw, fast, hard, unprotected. 

He kneeled down behind Jay and the smaller boy didn't know what'll hit him. He steadied his cock and pushed forward. They fit so nicely that he didn't let Jay adjust to his size.

"You want this cock, Jay." It wasn't a question. It was a statement. A statement that was supported by every hard thrust. Every thrust inside Jay's body was like a match being lit. It was light at first but when you fasten your haste. It'll explode.

"You'll get this cock, Jay. You'll have everyday of your life. At school. Home. Office. Work. Here. We'll fuck everyday. And then you'll learn how to be mine."

Smack. Smack. Smack. The sounds echoed through the abandoned barn as his thighs slapped Jay's. The boy only moaned below him and Carl knew that it was starting to burn. Good. And hot.

"You love it, don't you.?" 

Jay knew that he'd love fucking. But he didn't want to experience it this fast. His body shook underneath Carl's and it felt like e was nearing orgasm faster than expected. 

"I love it, Carl." He couldn't take it any longer. Couldn't hold off his gratitude from the muscular hunk that was fucking him endlessly. "I love you, Carl."

They both stilled and Jay hung his head in shame. He didn't want those words to come out but they did. 

Carl pulled his hair roughly and lay back on the blanket. Jay was now above him and he knew that the smaller boy would moe all on his own if he wanted to get off. Jay was hesitant at first but after lifting his hips up to guide him, he became a natural. 

"Fuck me Carl. Fuck your Ed's best friend and teach me a lesson." Carl slammed his hips upward just as Jay came down from the heavens. He hit something inside Jay and the boy convulsed around him. The walls of his anal canal going tight around him. Jay's body dropped to him and their faces inched towards each other. 

Their lips met and Carl hungrily ate Jay mouth. His hole was still tight around him and his ass was bouncing hard on his cock. The feeling of his ass and lips felt like fire and Carl couldn't hold off any longer. He slammed his hips the second time and Jay bounced off o him. He didn't want to unclad outside Kaye's hole so he hastily went to the boy's form and thrust his hips forward to his ass. The warmth felt like home and his sperm came out of him and baptized Jay's liquid. 

Jay's face was drawn in bliss and he sighed when Carl's cum drowned his insides. Once the cum was fully drained and there was nothing left. He slept and drifted to a sweet dream.