Best Friend

Red Ink: Best Friend
Author: ExSquared
Date: July 28, 2008

It was a rainy night, like any other stereotypical one. For Elena it was slightly different. She had just ended her part time shift at the fast food restaurant near her old high school, but of course the weekend rush was too heavy for her to leave as she usually does so she pulled an extra four hours.

During her shift Elena had to deal with a customer wanting a free meal because her fries tasted a day old, a man put up a tantrum over an expired coupon that she could not accept, and to top it off two of her employees called in “sick” which she knew clearly that those two finally got back together from a breakup and spent all night in the so called passion of their own fucking lust. She was not about to bitch to herself anymore, because she was finally out of work and it was her weekend.

To make things worse for Elena, her boyfriend, whom was supposed to give her a ride home, was not showing up. She remembered texting her boyfriend that she had to stay later, about four or so times, but car after car, none of them were her boyfriend. Her night was to become much worse than her day.

A car slowed down as it came close to her until it came to a complete. The door to a black mustang. Elena could not tell whom it was from the beginning due to the tinted windows, but after taking a peek it was her boyfriend’s friend Jason. They hung out twice with her boyfriend. She thought he was kind of cool guy.

Elena peeked closer into the car. “What are you doing here?”

“Well if you get in I’ll tell you.” Jason responded smirking to her.

“Vince is picking me up.”

“Just get in the car. I do not want you to get sick.”

Elena nodded as she let her wet body into the car. She closed the door behind her. “Is Vince okay?”

“Yeah, he asked me to pick you up. I was hanging out with him, helping him with his car. It started with a small noise and we ended up pretty much taking the engine apart.”

“Oh... Couldn’t he have called?”

“Well we were so into it time did go quicker than we expected. He was going to start cleaning up but I offered to pick you up instead.”

“Thank you, Jason, but still...”

“Hey give him a break. Besides, we both know he loves you more than his car.” With that said he started driving again, of course checking her out through his perspective sight. He loved how Elena’s caramel skin look with raindrops running down her shoulder length hair, so he kept his attention on the drop that ran down her slim neck down to her cleavage. Fortunate for him, unless he was controlling the drop, it ran down her cleavage, which another sign of luck, her shirt was buttoned down enough to see the side of her breast and a hint of her black laced bra. I hope she is wearing matching thong. He hoped mentally.

“Your going the wrong way.” Elena turned to look at the driver. For the split second her brown eyes made contact with his.

“I thought we could stop by my place to dry you up.”

“I’m okay.”

“Not I’m my car your not.” As he said that Jason turned the corner where they could both see his place. It was not much of a house but it was more of an apartment shaped in a house, according to her.

“Fine...” Elena looked over at Jason. It might be the fact that she was tired or exhausted but just for a split second, she felt slightly attractive to her boyfriend’s friend. It might have been the fact that she rescued her from pneumonia or that she was unhappy with her boyfriend for not calling, but the dark haired, toned, man became good looking and not her boyfriend’s... friend.

Finally the car entered the small drive way. As they both got out they made their way to the entrance door. She followed him since it was not her place and he had the keys. She was dying from lack of warmth, not really, but it felt like that to her. As the keys jingled and the door opened, she pretty much pushed Jason to the side so she could feel the warmth escaping the rugged carpet, which she was getting wet from her soaked work uniform.

“Ah! What are you doing? Here!” Jason gave her a dry towel from the closet on the wall.

“Thank you. Where’s the bathroom?”

“Right there.” Jason pointed as Elena immediately ran to it not to get his carpet anymore wet.

Just as the door slammed behind her Jason took off his black button collar shirt, leaving him shirtless. After placing his keys on the kitchen counter he walked over to the bathroom like a cat sneaking up on his meal. The sound of keys crashing against the cold tiled bathroom floor was the sign that her pants had been discarded.

While pressing the side of his face against the wooden door Jason called out for his best friend’s lover. “Elena?”

“What’s up?”

“Hand me your wet clothes so I can put them in the dryer.”

A second later the door opened and an arm pulled out carrying holding a soaking red shirt and dripping black Dickies pants. Jason took the clothing and tossed them behind them. Before Elena could shut the door, Jason pushed it open to reveal Elena wearing her black bra and black matching lace thong, and for some odd reason she kept her white socks.

“Jason what are-“ Before she could protest Elena’s lips were shut by his. Her heart hastened from the surprised and she was paralyzed from the shock.

The kiss lasted for a little over ten seconds before her body finally relaxed and accepted the kiss. In instinct her arms wrapped around his neck and her body pressed against him as if her body was reacting to his warmth. Her response gave him the mental “okay” to cup her firm ass, which made Elena pull her head back.

“We can’t...” Elena tried to pull away from his hands were glued to her flesh.

“... I’m sorry... And I'm sorry again...” Jason kept Elena close.

“What’s the second sorry for?” Elena relaxed now that her body was being warmed up.

“I know this isn’t the right time to burst things like this but... Especially since I’m going to turn my back on a friend of over four years... But it’s killing me.”

“Well then you can keep it to yourself then.”

“Vince is with another girl right now. That’s why he was late...”

“How do you know this...?” Elena glared at Jason.

“I was going to hang out with Vince but I saw another car on his drive way?”

“How do you know its a girl?” Elena pulled away forcefully until she broke free.

“I recognized that car from the club.”

“Club?”

“We went to a club last weekend...”

Elena interrupted in denial. “But he told me he had to pull an overnight shift because they needed him for inventory...”

“Well now you know the truth...”

“I don’t believe you Jason.” Elena scurried out of the bathroom.

Just as she exited the bathroom, Jason followed her until pinned her against the wall. Her soft C cup breasts stopped her from slamming against the wall, but instead acted like a cushion. Jason’s hand held her hips tightly like a paperclip. Elena did not protest much, it could have been that she might have believed someone whom she barely knows over her boyfriend, but then against, while she tried to free herself by thrusting back her ass against him, everything began to make sense as to her doubts.

While Elena tried her lame attempts of escape Jason grind back against his friend’s girlfriend. Her soft ass rubbing against him only causing friction that soon caused a bulged inside his black Levis. Once he was hard enough he licked up her spine, from her tail bone up to her bra strap. Elena eased her actions slowly with a whimper.

It worked. He told himself. Jason had remembered the “guy” conversations them both had about women. He kept in mind a couple of them in which Vince told him of the little thing Elena went wild for when his friend and his girl would get intimate. Once against he did it but this time he threw in his style by zig-zagging along her spine. Oh, she was moaning now and she was gently grinding. With the good feedback, he tried it again, but this time he jumped over her bra strap and ended up at her neck, where he gave her a gently bite: another one of Vince’s moves.

By now, Elena was moist. He moved up to nibbled on her earlobe gently as he slowly parted one hand from her hips to unzip his pants and tactically move her thong to the side. He could feel the heat from her pussy wrapping his hard-on like a blanket. His mouth watered knowing that he had his best friend’s girls ready for his cock, but while he savored the moment she pushed against him instead so his tip would penetrate her. She moaned as if she was in a year dry spell, but oh Jason was enjoying it even more as he hadn’t had a girl for over months.

Jason held her by her ass and pushed himself against her tight pussy. Elena scratched the wall she was pinned against and led out a pleasure filled moaned. Once inside her, Jason remained still until another one of her moans escaped in which he then began to grind in and out of her. Elena moaned without a care of whom was causing her such sensation, in which she showed her gratitude of sort by pressing her firm ass against his body. Her nails scratched the same walls her breasts pressed against.

“Mmm....” Finally another kind of pleasure sound escaped Elena’s lips besides the usual “ah” and “oh”.

“I know your enjoying yourself.” Jason slapped her ass and at his surprised it jiggled slightly.

“... Please...”

“More?”

“Mmhmmmm...” Elena shut her eyes tightly trying to force herself to pretend that her boyfriend was fucking her, but just as she even thought of his name anger surged through her body. Again, she did not want to believe such lies, but in a way that was the last puzzle to her doubting puzzle. As she kept thinking of him, she finally got the adrenaline to thrust her lower body back against Jason, which pushed him back and out of her.

“What’s up?” Jason was surprised since he thought he was doing a wonderful job.

“I hate myself for this...” Elena turned around blushed and in search for air, “... but you know just how to make me moan just like Vince does. You know where to touch me or kiss me...”

“Then quit trying to resists dammit.” Jason pinned Elena against the wall, lifted her leg up and pushed himself inside her again, but this time with ease due to her over wetness.

“Oh yes... Mmmm!” Elena dug her nails against his broad
shoulders. Her head tilted back to expose her neck.

“Mmm.. fuck, your tight Ellie.” Jason dug his nails against her ass. His lips began to conquer her neck. Trying to be careful not to leave any evidence, Jason simply gave her soft kisses, but not to match with his rough thrusts against his best friend’s girlfriend.

Wanting to go deeper into her, Jason turned around and threw Elena on his couch. Immediately he smacked her legs open and shoved his entire cock in one thrust. Elena screamed with joy and pleasure that she gripped the cushions. He kept her legs spread just to see his cock penetrate her wet and tight pussy that felt as if it was sucking him in. As his movements became rougher and with haste, Elena kept fondling her own exposed breasts as a sign of lost control. She kept trying to close her legs but Jason would smack them right open again without any disregard that this was not just any woman he was lusting with.

“I’m cumming...” Elena said with her lip in between her teeth and her nails scratching down Jason’s chest.

“You better hold it slut...” Jason grind hard that lifted up her hips. “... I’m not done yet.”

Before she could protest against his bad use of address on her, a surge of pleasure ran down her spine. “MMmmhmmm.. okay...”

Jason lifted up her hips and rammed himself wildly not caring who really was her true lover. His thrusts caused her breasts to bounce against her hands. The couch began to rock back and forth. Finally Jason pulled out and immediately began to stroke himself. With a groan he covered Elena’s caramel skin with his white semen, including her face.

“.... Mmmm...” Elena came right after and relaxed on the couch with her legs spread. Her breath was heavy.

“I hope your on the pill.” Jason rubbed his cock against her wet pussy and walked into his room, picking up his shirt on the way and deleting the text messages and voice mails on a cell phone, which had Elena and Vince on the wallpaper.

Meanwhile at Elena’s work, Vince waited for his girlfriend under the rain, worried. He could call her, but he happen to lost his phone, which is why he was in a hurry to get to her. If he had arrived one minute early he could have seen his best friend taking away his girlfriend from the rain.