He Won't Cheat But...

Brandon's eyes locked with Heather's beautiful blue eyes, he could see the want in them, but his mind was still so preoccupied with Ashley. "I...I can't Heather, Ashley is still my girlfriend." He said as she shook his head out of any lust filled thoughts,

"I doesn't have to mean anything," Heather easily replied as her fingers traced along his chest muscles, "You're hurting right now, and I just want to make you feel good."

"Heather-I can't do it to Ash; if I'm wrong about her, then cheating would be the worst thing I could do. I couldn't live with myself." Brandon tried to explain as his body shuddered in pleasure as her fingers lightly tickled him,

"You can have me any way you want," Heather continued without a care, she slowly leaned forward and brought her lips to his ear, "I'll even let you fuck my ass if it helps." She whispered out bringing Brandon to full mast immediately,

"Fuck me..." He said under his breath, "I...I just can't Heather." He said nearly painfully at this time,

Heather's hand ran down to his crotch, feeling his length for a moment, "Hmm, I understand, you want to be the good boyfriend still." Brandon's breathing picked up, "No cheating."

"Y-yes," He said turning relieved as her hand moved away from him,

"Well, jerking off isn't cheating," Heather said with a smile,

"What?" Brandon asked, his eyes going wide,

"You can look at me and jerk off; it's almost like watching porn." Heather replied as she backed away from him, "Just tell me how you want me and I'll do it. Then you just take out your big cock and jerk off to me. You'll feel better, I promise."

Brandon knew that this still wasn't right, she had a point as long as they weren't touching each other it wasn't technically cheating, but even then, that's a slippery slope of thought. "I don't know." He said glancing at the door; he knew to get out of this all he had to do was leave,

"Here, I'll get you started." Heather murmured out as she turned around and bent over the bed jutting her barely covered ass out to him. She slowly rocked it from side to side, her cheeks now slightly spread, Brandon could easily see the outline of her perfect lips against the fabric and just barely could see the start of her puckered back door. "Now take out your cock." She said in a pure but commanding tone.

Brandon's mind went blank as he unzipped his pants and fished his stiff cock out, Brandon knew if he dropped his pants entirely then he might lose control, so he kept his pants on just working top of his cock while starting to breathe heavily. "Jesus Heather, your ass is perfect." He moaned out,

Heather let out a pleased smile, "Isn't it?" She agreed with a little giggle, "Do you want to see more? Would that help you feel better?" She asked while bringing her thumbs down to the waistband of her pants and hooking it around them. Brandon closed his eyes as his mind betrayed him, he let out a quick nod, "Of course you do, here have a closer look." She nearly moaned out as she began to push her red panties down her legs.

The fabric clung to her flesh as it very slowly was lowered, the crack of Heather's ass being unveiled inch by inch for Brandon. Brandon let out a little groan as he saw Heather's asshole come into view, an urge begging him to walk over and sink his cock into it. Heather let go of her panties and smiled, "Oh you like my little hole huh? Not too many guys have had the pleasure of being able to fuck me there, though I am in a special mood tonight." She hinted out but saw Brandon continue to look at her simply, "It's still nice and tight, " She moaned out while sliding a finger into her asshole, "It's squeezing my finger so hard," She added on with a grin.

Brandon let out a low grunt as his speed picked up, Heather smirked before moving back to her panties. "Let's go a little lower," She said as she started to pull them down again, she pushed all the way down and let out a little giggle as she felt them sticking to her lips, "Oops, sorry, looks like I got them a little wet." She said while giving them a little tug finally revealing her juicy wet cunt, "Mmm, that's better, feels good to have that out in the open." She moaned out while spreading her legs a little wider.

Brandon's eyes traced the multiple streams of Heather's juices that ran down her legs while she continued to sigh in pleasure, "What do you think?" Heather asked softly, "I've been told it's quite pretty."

"It's fucking gorgeous." Brandon instantly replied,

"Yeah?" Heather with a raised brow, "Here, take a better look." She said while reaching her hands down and carefully spreading her lips, revealing the beautiful pink interior that glistened with her sweet honey. Brandon's knees nearly buckled as he saw her walls spasming lightly, just begging for something to enter her. "You should feel the heat; it's like a furnace." Heather teased him slightly, "And I'm so wet, you're cock would probably slide right out with each thrust."

"Fuck Heather," Brandon groaned, feeling his balls starting to tighten,

"You're close, aren't you Brandon?" Heather asked rhetorically, "Why don't you just blow your load on my ass, that why I don't have to clean up the carpet." She said with a little smile,

"Heather, I told you I'm not fucking you," Brandon grunted in response,

"I'm not asking you to, baby, I just want to have an easier cleanup," Heather innocently replied, "Just get a little closer and let your hot messy cum spill all over my ass. It's still not cheating; it's just finishing off." Brandon internally fought with himself for a moment before shuffling towards her, "Yeah there you go, just look at my ass and relax, enjoy yourself and forget everything."

Brandon couldn't stop himself from reaching out his free hand and gripping onto one of Heather's plump cheeks. Brandon was sure that if he had been this close to Heather from the start, he'd have ended up fucking her. Luckily for him, he was already at his edge, "Fuuuuck Heather." Brandon moaned out as a sudden spurt of cum flew out, landing just between her ass cheeks and running over her asshole. Heather let out a pleased hum as she felt a few more spurts land on her cheeks which she lightly shook for him.

"Yeah you get all that out, get all that sticky fucking cum out." She said as if motivating him, "Look at how much you had all pent up inside you. Ashley should have been helping you, but it's okay, I'm here for you, Brandon. Whenever you want." She continued as she felt the last spurt hit her.

Heather let out a low sigh and rested her head on the bed, letting Brandon marvel at her cum covered ass. "I-I have to go..." Brandon nervously said as he pushed his cock back into his pants,

"Okay," Heather sang back, "Just let me know if you want to do that again, or if you ended up needing to fuck someone. Open offer sweetie." She tacked on while Brandon quickly ran from the room, shocked and disappointed in himself.