«This Dutch weed is insane! Best twenty bucks I've ever spent… COUGH! COUGH!» Naomi blurts out, savoring a massive joint — one of those you only see in gangsta rap videos.
We lit it up half an hour ago, and we're still not even halfway through. But that's normal — Naomi bought it from a close friend who, instead of a measly couple of grams, handed her a full five grams. And it's top-shelf stuff, too.
She's lying down with her head on a pillow, and I'm sprawled across the mattress with her using my stomach as a footrest.
I'm down to just my boxers, while she's wearing a black thong and a white tank top with no bra — so thin you can see her cute nipples pushing through.
A romantic comedy is playing on the TV mounted on the wall. Normally, Naomi hates those sappy movies — except when she's high. We still don't know why; probably because weed makes her emotional.
But right now, that romantic comedy suddenly takes a horny turn when the two leads finally end up having sex, and that scene instantly reminds me of something my baked brain had completely forgotten — wanting to fuck Naomi.
Yeah, it's weird to forget something like that — but we're talking about Naomi here. I wouldn't even consider her a sister; she's more like a bro, and wanting to fuck your bro isn't exactly something that pops into your head every day.
«Hey, Naomi, I've been thinking about something for a while… how about we fuck?» I ask — straight to the point.
But her reaction is nothing like what I expected. Actually, considering it's Naomi and she's absolutely baked, maybe I should've expected it.
I almost feel embarrassed when she bursts out laughing right in my face, tears in her eyes.
«God, Jace, you're making me piss myself laughing!» she cackles, rolling around on the bed.
So… is that a yes or a no?
As I try to make sense of her laughter, I feel her bare foot slide off my stomach and down toward my erection. She starts rubbing it between her curled toes, running them along the whole length.
«Jace, you're seriously the king of losers. You got hard from watching a sex scene on TV!» she snorts, still grinding the sole of her foot against my dick with such energy that anyone else in my place probably would've cum already.
«I got hard because I remembered how long I've wanted to fuck you — and, well, you're jerking me off with your foot! Besides, you still haven't answered me.»
«How was I supposed to know you were being serious? I can't read your mind! With all the girls you bang, I'd never have imagined you actually wanted to fuck someone like me…» she mutters, pushing herself upright, sitting cross-legged beside me.
Ah, right… Naomi thinks she's ugly. God, what an idiot.
She's not a supermodel, but right now, wearing only her thong and tank top instead of her usual baggy jeans and studded jackets, she's actually looking pretty damn sexy.
«Ah, well then I'm fine with it — as long as your mom doesn't freak out afterward. It's already a miracle she even lets you sleep over here. She probably thinks I'm a lesbian or something,» she slurs.
«Wait… so you're not actually a lesbian?» I ask, genuinely shocked.
«Idiot! Just because I dress like some punk-rock chick doesn't mean I don't like dick! But seriously, you thought I was a lesbian and still asked me to fuck? Was it just to tick "fuck a lesbian" off your bucket list or what?»
Her words completely shatter everything I thought I knew. There are only three things in life you can count on: death, taxes, and Naomi liking pussy. And if even one of those pillars crumbles, your whole world starts shaking.
Oh shit — Naomi's actually getting pissed. I need to fix this fast before she changes her mind about fucking.
«What kind of bullshit are you talking about?! And for the record, I already fucked a lesbian.»
«You never told me that story.»
«You're right, sorry — I meant to tell you but then I completely forgot. Anyway, you know Jennifer — the redhead from fourth year? She's openly lesbian and even has a girlfriend — but I'm sure you know that, since literally everyone at school does. What not everyone knows, though, is that a few months ago Jennifer suddenly decided she wanted to figure out whether her girlfriend — apparently bisexual — liked guys or girls more. Some kind of loyalty test or whatever. Long story short, she asked me to fuck her girlfriend while Jennifer watched. I'll admit, at first it was kinda weird — I'd never fucked someone while another person was literally getting off right next to us — but eventually the ice broke and it turned into a threesome. Afterward they told me it was basically just a shared kink of theirs.»
«Wow, what a thrilling story,» Naomi says, dripping sarcasm.
I'm not sure that was the best way to prove I'm not trying to sleep with her just to tick "fuck a lesbian" off my bucket list, but hopefully it made her understand she's not just some trophy for my collection. Judging by her reaction, I'd say she believed me.
Naomi gets on her knees on the mattress. With clumsy movements, she pulls off her black thong, leans toward me, and does the same with my boxers.
She finally lets out a small, satisfied grin at the sight of my huge dick standing tall right in front of her surprised eyes. It's the first time I've ever been fully naked in front of her — and the same goes for her with me.
Her pussy is really cute — small, completely shaved, and with a piercing on her pubic mound. At first glance, it's the typical tight, closed pussy of someone who hasn't taken a dick in a long while.
«D-Don't get cocky, Jace,» she mutters, grabbing my erection with both hands. «I'm only doing this because you're my best friend… and because you've got a really big dick, okay?»
There's only one thing better than fucking a naked girl: fucking a half-naked one — just enough clothes left on to cover the strategic spots, making the whole tease way hotter than full nudity. And watching Naomi's small but perky breasts bounce under her tank top as she rides my dick is honestly a sight nothing else can compare to.
«F-Fuck, Jace… it feels even bigger when it's inside…» she gasps, her voice laced with a faint hint of pain — clearly she isn't used to something like this.
Her left hand is pressed against my stomach for balance, while the other holds the Dutch weed joint.
«I was thinking… you know what would look even better between those pretty lips of yours? My dick,» I grin.
She shoots me a suspicious, annoyed glare.
«You're only saying that because you want me to pass you the joint, right? Asshole, you already smoked your share! This one's mine!»
Shit, she caught me… nothing ever slips past Naomi! But it makes sense — she's literally my female copy.
Well… my female copy who does like dick. And damn, does she love it — at least, mine.
Back in our first year at Ordrienne High, when she and I first met, Naomi was dating some guy, and before him she'd dated another one. But judging from the rumors her exes spread about her, in bed she was basically a corpse. No passion, no enthusiasm — absolutely nothing.
She even earned the nickname "inflatable doll".
That was also one of the reasons I always suspected she was a lesbian — it would've perfectly explained why she felt nothing when fucking guys. But now I can say with absolute certainty that no, Naomi is neither frigid nor lesbian.
Her exes were the useless ones, because all it took was a taste of my dick to turn her into the biggest nymphomaniac I've ever seen.
Insatiable and tireless.
«J-Jace… tell me the truth… you and your stepmom are fucking, right…?» Naomi moans, breathless by pleasure.
«W-What kind of fucked-up question is that?»
Naomi and I have never kept anything from each other over the years — except for one thing: this.
Not that I'd really care if she found out I'm screwing my stepmom — she already knows I've slept with plenty of my classmates' mothers, so what difference would it make if one of those mothers happened to be mine? None, I guess. But Veronica has been crystal clear since the very first time: whatever happens between her and me stays a secret. And I get it.
I'm not her biological son, but legally I might as well be — and if word ever got out that the U.S. branch director of one of the biggest pharmaceutical companies in the world is fucking her stepson… yeah, her career would be over, not to mention the legal shitstorm.
«S-Stop bullshitting me, Jace… aaah… it's obvious you fuck her. Otherwise she wouldn't be so obsessed with you… aaah… she only lets you sleep over at my place because she thinks I'm a lesbian… I'm sure that even though she knows we're best friends, if I told her we slept together, she'd never let you stay at my house again… and it's not fair!»
And well… Naomi isn't entirely wrong.
I'm not stupid — Veronica's obsession with me is so obvious that even Naomi noticed it.
But the truth is… Veronica's possessiveness toward me is nothing compared to mine toward her.
I ever found out she was hitting on another guy… honestly, I don't even know how I'd react. But one thing's certain: I'd make damn sure the idea of even looking at her, not even in a picture, never crossed his mind again.
Ridiculous, right? I stick my dick into any pussy that crosses my path, and yet I get irritated if I see her talking to another man. I'm hypocrisy made flesh, but that's just how I am — I can't help it.
«J-Jace, I told you to tell me the tru— aaaaaah…»
Luckily, her orgasm cuts the question short before she can finish it.
She hesitates for a moment, probably shocked by the intensity. She catches her breath, then starts moving her hips again, even faster than before, while my still-hard dick keeps doing an excellent job.
Forget inflatable doll — I was basically the inflatable doll this time, not her — completely at her mercy.
And then, the sweetest words I've ever heard come out of her mouth: «J-Jace, if you want… come inside… I'm on the pill anyway…»
Words I definitely don't need to hear twice — they trigger me, and a second later I'm exploding inside her, filling her up with a thick load.
Aaaaah… what a relief.
Cumming inside Naomi was the weirdest feeling ever — but fuck, I'd do it again a hundred times!
«Jace, I guess this goes without saying, but… you're not about to start with the whole 'I love you, let's date now because we fucked' thing, right?» Naomi grumbles as she uses her tongue to clean my still-throbbing tip, catching the last drops of cum leaking out.
«Yeah, you'd love that, wouldn't you?» I tease, amused, running my fingers through her hair.
«I'm serious, Jace. I don't want our friendship getting ruined because one of us misunderstands what this was — just a simple fuck between friends,» she murmurs, oddly melancholic, like she's hiding something from me.
«Naomi, is there something you need to tell me?» I press, a bit worried by her sudden shift in mood.
But she just shakes her head in the most unconvincing way possible.
God, Naomi … what the hell are you hiding from me now?