Just Friends, or Something More?

Just Friends, or Something More?

A noise caught her attention and she called out hopefully "Zack!? Is that you?"

A dark figure seemed to materialize from the darkness and she heard a familiar voice chuckle and respond. "Hey Maddie!, Relex, It's just me," Trent responded "I was... ehem.... looking for you."

"You were?" Madison asked squinting her eyes at him.

"Yeah," Trent said almost without a care as he approached Madison.

"Wait!" Madison said holding out her hand to stop him. "Did Brandon send you to follow me! Again!"

"What?! No!" Trent said in confusion. "Brandon went out skinny dipping with Ashley."

"Really?" Madison asked him point blank.

"Yea girl!" Trent said defensively, he was confused by Madison's attitude. "I went out looking for you." he said trying to put her at ease, "I just saw Brandon and Ashley are out there on the lake skinny dipping. Brandon didn't ask me to find you."

"Oh," Madison said taken a little aback. "He didn't send you looking for me back at the pond?"

Trent came closer and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "No! I swear! I was looking for you girl." he said pulling her close to him. "I thought we had something earlier? I thought you said you liked me?"

"Sorry," Madison said as she let Trent bring her into his space. "I just..." she stopped herself. 'What do I say? I think you're cute but I want Zack. Yeah right and then I get Brandon on my ass and dad is going to ground me again.'

"Hey, I get it," Trent said steering Madison back to the cabin. "Brandon's on your ass all the time right?"

"Yeah" Madison agreed dejectedly as she let Trent steer her back to the cabin. 'Shit! Now what do I do?' she asked herself. She realized that she hadn't thought it through when she had jacked off Trent and let him eat her pussy. Now she was trapped in her own scheme. If she told him now to fuck off then he might tell Brandon about her, but if she played along with Trent's expectations it would be harder to get rid of Trent at the same time win Zack. She was screwed either way. The older men were always eager to disappear.

She felt Trent hook his thumb under the waistband of her shorts and panties while his fingers drum circles around her butt, her brain turned off as her horny side took over. She'd figure it out later after she got a good fucking. 'Just one more time, one more, and no more.' she promised herself as she had in the past.

Trent quickly lead her to the garage and checked to make sure the doors were locked, Brandon and Ashley's bedroom was almost on the other side of the wall. When he turned back to Madison he saw her nibbling her lips while she stood next to one of the cars with her legs crossed.

Trent smiled as he walked over and put his hands on her hips and pulled her closer as she placed her hands on his chest. "Trent-" Madison said hesitantly just before his lips met hers. His tongue pushed into her mouth and met her's as they swapped sides and saliva. Trent dropped his hands to squeeze her well-toned ass making Madison lean into Trent as she mumbled something into his mouth.

They kissed for a while as Madison let Trent's hands roam over her body. It turned her on so much to feel her ass and tits being fondled. Trent pushed her shirt and bra up and then bent over to lick and nibble her tits. "Mmm, You like them?" Madison asked with her eyes closed.

"Sure girl, they're delicious," Trent said between mouthfuls. He dragged one of her hands down to his crotch. Madison quickly found the bulge of his stiff cock in his pants and started to stroke it.

Madison's desire quickly rose as she felt her pussy ache to be filled. She kept gripping and stroking his cock through his pants with growing frustration, "I want your cock" She blurted out without thinking about it.

"Anything you want girl," Trent said as he pushed Madison down to her knees. "I'll give you my cock." he added as he start to unbuckle his pants. Madison eagerly helped him undo his pants and pull out his stiff cock. She stroked his hard black cock with one hand as she pulled his pants down with the other.

'It looks so delicious' Madison mused as she stroked his cock with one hand and braced herself against his thigh. She looked up at Trent expectantly to watch his reaction and was pleased to see that he seemed to like it from the way he groaned.

Madison took his cock into her mouth and felt his hard meat fill her mouth. Madison started to run her tongue over the underside of his cock while she sucked his cock. She bobbed her head back and forth while she pumped his cock with one hand 'it tastes so fucking good' she thought as she pulled it out of her mouth and started to lick his shaft up and down.

Trent was surprised by how good Madison was sucking his cock. She gobbled it up like it was her favorite lollypop. 'no way is she a virgin sucking cock like that' Trent realized he looked down at her hazel eyes looking up at him while she. "You really love to suck cock don't you girl? What a cocksucker!" Trent praised Madison as she moaned around his cock. He grabbed her head and started guiding her mouth on his cock. He watched Madison shift one hand and jam it under her panties and start to play with her wet pussy.

Madison pulled back and popped his cock out of her mouth "You like it huh?" She asked him while she licked his cock "You gonna tell Brandon to leave me alone for this? Will you?"

"Yeah girl!" Trent's lust-fueled mind promised Madison, anything for her to keep sucking his cock. "I'll tell Brandon to leave you alone just.... Fuck! Just keep sucking my cock like that." He grabbed her head and shoved his cock back into her mouth. Madison felt his cock fill her mouth again and she moaned and gaged around his dark meat while her fingers danced wildly over her clit. "What a slutty cocksucker" Trent whispered above her. He had to stop before he came inside her mouth and he wanted to fuck her pussy before he blew his load.

"You like my black cock girl?" Trent asked as he pulled her head back again "Want me to give it to ya?"

"Yes, give me your cock" Madison gasped as she looked up at him.

Trent lifted her off the floor and bent her over the hood of Heather's car. He quickly yanked down her shorts and panties while he whispered "I'll give you my cock all right. Right up you sweet pussy girl."

Madison moaned as she felt Trent rub his cock over her pussy till he found her entrance and slowly pushed himself inside her. "fuck yes!" Madison moaned as she felt her pussy finally getting stretched and filled with his hard cock. 'it's been so long' Madison' mused as she felt Trent start to fuck her. He quickly picked up speed and soon Madison found herself spread out across the car's cold hood, grabbing at the edges, and lifting her feet off the ground while Trent fucked her with hard trusts into her pussy as her tits pressed into the cold metal. She moaned and grunted along with Trent as she clung to the car. Trent had a firm grip on her waist and his hips rocked back and forth. "What a slut you are girl. A real slut for black cock right?" Madison just grunted as the waves of pleasure rolled through her. as she felt her orgasm approaching.

"AW Fuck!" Trent called out as he pulled his cock out of her pussy and started to shoot his load all over Madison's bare ass. "No!" Madison gasped at the sudden empty sensation in her pussy and she quickly jammed her fingers into her pussy and clit while she felt Trent's hot cum land on her ass.

Trent leaned on the car and smacked her ass playfully "Aw god Maddie. Your pussy is fucking fantastic." he panted next to her as he rubbed her ass and back.

Madison lay half naked on top of the car. She almost came or maybe she did. Her orgasm was right there when he pulled out. "You gonna tell Brandon about us?" She said hopefully while she panted. "Let us be together?"

"Sure girl," Trent said in a post-coital lusty daze as he watched a drop of his cum drip into Madison's ass crack while he admired her naked flesh. In all honesty, Madison could have asked him to cut off both his nuts with a spoon and he would have agreed to it. "We'll see you tomorrow," he whispered.

"Thanks Trent" Madison said gratefully, "Help me clean up will ya?"

"Em sure" Trent stumbled as he looked around and picked up a rag from the corner.

"Not that shit!" Madison berated Trent. "Give me your shirt." Trent quickly took off his shirt and handed it to Madison and then look in horror when he saw Madison use his t-shirt to clean up his cum and hand it back to him. He grabbed it between his finger and quickly threw it in the trash can by the corner.

They both nervously looked at each other wondering what to do now. "Mmm See you tomorrow?" Trent asked uncertainly.

"Sure" Madison answered they both silently walked out of the garage and back to their rooms. Just before they each went to their own rooms Trent reached out and gave Madison's butt a little pat and said his goodnight.

When Madison entered the room she shares with Victoria she could see the blissful look on the blonde girl's face.

"Have fun with Kurt?" Madison smirked knowingly. Victoria just lowered her gaze and blushed deeply.

"Didn't Heather tell you to stay away from him?" Madison asked her as she sat down next to Victoria.

"He's not like that." Victoria said quickly "He's a real gentleman."

Madison just frowned at Victoria "Vicky, he's a player. He's just saying what you want him to say."

"No, he's not." Victoria shot back.

Madison shrugged "Maybe." she said not trying to make Victoria mad at her. "I've known guys like that." and raised her hand before Victoria got mad "just be careful. Don't get hurt like I did."

"He wont," Victoria said defensively.

"Ok" Madison shrugged "Let me know if you want to talk," she said before turning back to change and go to sleep. "Just.. be careful"

Victoria didn't want to believe what Madison had just told her. But as she lay there she wondered if there wasn't something about Kurt. She wondered if there was really something about Kurt if Heather was willing to warn them about him given her own sexual adventures.

Still thinking about Kurt reminded her about how they had just had sex, how he had taken her virginity and how wonderful it felt to finally be a woman. 'Now they can't rub it my face.' she thought thinking about how she sometimes felt left out of the conversation about boys and sex. Now as her fingers found her wet and leaking pussy she knew she was in the big league like her friends. She couldn't wait to sneak off with Kurt again.

******

Pacing around the great room and the kitchen Taylor looked out and noticed Peter sitting alone outside cracking open a beer. 'Oh no you don't! Not again!' She tighten her lips and marched over to him.

***

Peter had forgotten all about the photos. He still couldn't get the sound of Taylor's sexy moan out of his mind. Her deep raspy moan sounded so... sensual, so erotic. It wasn't the sound of relief or contentment he was used to hearing from her when she asked him for a foot rub while they watched a movie or talked with friends. It had sounded so full of... Desire? Lust? It seemed to become even more urgent when Heather joined in caressing her other leg.

And then her kiss. He could still taste her mouth and soft lips on his tongue. She had surprised him with her kiss. He had thought she would be mad at him for having pictures of her and Hannah naked and fucking but instead, he briefly saw sympathy and something else before she kissed him. But that wasn't the only thing that messed him up inside.

Heather had been another surprise. Instead of freaking out like any other girl would have that sexy minx had decided to suck his cock while he made out with Taylor till he blew his load into her hungry mouth as if it were the most normal thing to do while your boy kisses another girl. She reminded him so much of Hannah, 'Hannah would definitely have done that,' he chuckled and shook his head at how Heather reminded him of Hannah. 'Had to be a Cheerleader'

It had been a long time since he had been in a threesome, almost 3 years, and he was eager to start stripping the girls and making them orgasm, but then, they both left, first Heather walked away, leaving him alone with Taylor. And then Taylor almost ran back to her room, 'Shit! We freaked her out, again!' he kicked himself in the butt. This was going to be even worse than the last time.

With his spirits plummeting to the ground to crash and burn once more he went to pull out a beer from the refrigerator. With another relationship on the brink, Heather, and again scaring off Taylor with the idea of a threesome with her, Peter walked out to the patio with the full intention of getting drunk. As he popped open the beer he thought 'There's no way Taylor's gonna really believe me now about those pictures.' he sighed deeply, sadly 'Damm it! I'm gonna lose her now!'

As he raised the beer to his lips he heard Taylor's stern voice, "Oh no you don't! Not again!" and she yanked the beer out of his hands and tossed it away. "No more drinks for you! I don't want to see you drunk ever again." Peter looked up in shock and surprise at Taylor.

"C'mon. Let's make some coffee and talk," Taylor said as she reached down and took Peter's hand, and pulled him up. Still holding hands, Taylor led Peter back into the cabin. He couldn't help noticing her butt cheeks hanging out of her mini-shorts that fit her ass like a second skin showing him every curve as it grabbed her cheeks and dove into her crack or her slim waist.

He normally would have helped her make the coffee but he couldn't stop giving her sensual body the elevator ride over and over, admiring her well-toned legs, her round breasts that would fit perfectly in his hands, or the tight tank top Taylor wore that left her midriff exposed and also made it clear that she wasn't wearing a bra. She was just so breathtakingly perfect, a model of perfection.

They made small talk, but her voice kept reminding Peter of her lusty moans earlier and how she seemed to urge him on while he massaged her calf muscles and all he could imagine now was her saying those exact same words while he plowed into her. Somehow, her voice had found that chink in his armor that kept him from looking at his childhood friend as a beautiful sensual woman, and he didn't know if he could block that out.

Taylor had busied herself making coffee while they chatted, setting it on a tray with some cookies. All the while she could almost feel Peter's eyes gazing at her, almost like a soft caress on her skin. She even made a quick glance at him and saw him blush delightfully before she continued and took the tray back to the great room and gestured to Peter to take a seat.

Peter took a deep breath and sat down wondering what Taylor wanted to talk about. He sensed that that kiss had meant a shift in their relationship and briefly wondered if he was in deep shit or not. He guessed not from the way she had grabbed his hand and from her body language and he guessed she might be in the same place he was. He watched Taylor stand in front of him and bend over to place the tray on the coffee table and he watched her push her ass out almost straight into his face. Peter sucked in his breath through his teeth with a hiss as he saw her tight shorts rise up exposing more of her smooth firm ass just inches from his face.

Taylor nervously smiled when she heard Peter's hiss as she set the tray down and handed him his cup of coffee before taking her own and knelt on the sofa with her legs curled up under her. She looked at Peter while she sipped her coffee and said hesitantly "Did... did you like the view?"

Peter chuckled and lowered his head and said "yea"

"Peter" Taylor said softly and leaned closer, "Tell me again about those pictures."

And Peter repeated his story with a few more details, they had started coming in after graduation, they were pictures of Hannah and Taylor with their boyfriends or hookups, some more explicit than others. He swore that he always deleted them. He tried changing his phone, tried to track down the culprit, hired a detective and a hacker, but no luck anyway. He hoped that they were just trying to mess with his head. His worse fear was that they would **** the girls.

Taylor scooted closer till her bare knees touched his thigh and ran her fingers through his short brown hair "But, that's not the only thing that makes you suffer right? Other guys get on your case too?" she asked already guessing the answer, but she needed to hear it from him. One of the guys she had dated once had made an off-color innuendo about Peter's manliness that had turned her off.

"And some girls" Peter shrugged in agreement as his hand now rested on Taylor's bare legs and started to absentmindedly caress her smooth skin in widening circles. More than once he had been called a cuck or a simp by both guys and girls. And not only for being friends with the two beauties, or for still being friends with an ex-girlfriend, but also for not making any moves on them in spite of the constant banter that bordered on flirting.

"Why do you put up with it? with us? Why...?" Taylor asked. She felt Peter's warm hand glide over her legs and she wished he would take it further up her leg to the heat she was starting to feel in her lions. She was seeing a part of Peter she never knew existed or simply took for granted, but she felt she needed to be sure first. She didn't think they could turn back once they started down that road.

Peter hooked his hand under her knees and pulled Taylor onto his lap and saw the surprise on her face but she didn't protest. He placed one hand on the small of her back and started caressing her legs with the other, slowly inching its way up to her shorts. "What choice do I have? I can't leave Tay. Wouldn't have it any other way. Just, don't know how to protect you from this."

Taylor wrapped one arm around his shoulder and rested her other hand on his chest and leaned closer. She felt his fingers lazily trace the hem of her shorts behind her back, right in the middle. She never noticed when she raised her own leg so that his hand would slide higher up her thigh. "Peter, You don't have to do it alone. You could have told us?" Taylor said, her raspy voice unconsciously taking on a deeper, sensual edge.

Peter felt like he was standing on the edge of a cliff but he couldn't stand it much more. Even if his green eyes could only see her icy-blue eyes, he felt her warm breath on his lips, felt her soft breast come to rest high on his chest, almost on his shoulder. All things he had felt at one time or another under different circumstances but her voice, that sexy undertone that had crept into her words had also crept into his soul and it was something he just couldn't resist anymore.

"Peter-" Taylor started to say before Peter cupped her face with one hand and pulled her in to kiss her. His tongue barely touched her lips when she opened up her mouth to him and met his tongue with hers. Taylor cupped his face with both hands while shifting and straddling his hips. She moaned softly into his mouth and her body gently swayed over him with Peter's hands roaming across her body.

His hand drifted up and pushed her tank top up letting him palm her firm breasts in his hand. Taylor just moaned deeper into his mouth as she pushed herself into his hands never once breaking her kiss. Peter pulled her top up and Taylor finally broke the kiss to pull it off while Peter pulled her up and closer and captured her nipple in his mouth. Taylor just gasped and clutched his head, pulling him into her chest as if she could shove her tits into his mouth.

Peter instead gently sucked on her tits while his tongue bathed her nipple with warm wet circles. Taylor's sexy moan above his head drove him wild as she kept her tits in his mouth. Peter's hands reached down to her waist, his hands slipped under her shorts and panties to grab and squeeze her ass, and pressed her crotch against the bulge of his hard cock painfully trapped within his pants.

Peter continued to suck and lick and nibble at Taylor's teats, switching from one to the other with her help while his hands continued to squeeze and rub both her butt cheeks as he helped her. "Peter... Peter...." Taylor repeatedly moaned and gasped as she squirmed above him. It seemed as if she didn't know if she wanted to shove her tits into his face, push her ass into his hands or grind her crotch against cock or all three at the same time. Peter shoved his hands further and pushed her clothes down her hips till they stuck over her thighs. "Pe... Peter?" Taylor half begged half questioned her friend.

Peter hesitated for a moment, unsure if he had gone too far in pushing her panties past her butt cheeks and if he should have stayed with just a makeout session. He took a deep breath and decided to continue. If she was asking, she was asking him to continue with what she wasn't ready to beg for. He twisted Taylor aside and laid her down on the patio couch and pulled her remaining clothes slowly up her long legs. He watched Taylor bite her lips as her chest heaved with deep breaths as she lay out naked on the couch.

Peter spread Taylor's long legs apart and gazed lustfully at her exposed pussy, "My God! You're so beautiful," he whispered in awe and admiration at his friend. Taylor just looked back at him expectantly, still not sure but waiting. He knelt down on the floor but kept her legs spread apart, keeping her pussy lips open to him. He slowly kissed his way down her calf, past her knees and her thighs but the closer he got to her pussy the faster he went till he dived into her dripping snatch.

He kept her legs open and pulled them up to raise her pussy higher as his lips met her lips. He parted her lips with his tongue as he delved into her sweet pussy lapping up her juices. He switched back to her folds and licked her up and down before teasing her clit.

Taylor rewarded him with a deep moan as she ran her fingers through his hair 'Hannah was right' she thought when she realized that Peter really did like eating pussy and not just to 'return the favor' like most guys did and she decided to help him. Taylor grabbed the back of her knees to keep herself open and lifted up to him while she watched Peter devour her pussy. Months of frustration soon boiled up like a volcano inside her. "There! Right there Petie, mmmm." her lust-filled moan boiled over as she came and flooded Peter's mouth with her sweet nectar.

Peter let her slowly come down from her high as he slowed down, gently licking her folds while his free hands explored her body a bit more as he caressed her legs one moment and spread her butt cheeks the next before reaching up to fondle one of her breasts.

"Petie..." Taylor asked hesitantly "can... you... make me cum again? Please?"

"Sure babe" Peter answered and he redoubled his efforts, he quickly started up again but this time he added first one finger and then a second into her pussy. His fingers curled up inside her finding her g-spot while he nibbled at her clit. Taylor soon released her legs as she wriggled and bucked her hip into his mouth.

"I'm close Peter, please..." Taylor seemed to beg him, "Please... I... I need you..."

Peter guessed at what she meant and he stopped only long enough to strip off his pants and underwear. Taylor moaned in frustration as she replaced his mouth with her hands on her pussy and watched him undress, 'It's just like Hannah described it' Taylor thought as she licked her lips when she saw his slightly curved cock standing almost straight up.

Peter settled between her legs and aimed his cock at her pussy. He slowly slide inside her while he watched her lift her hips to meet him and moan in delight. "You feel so good Tay. So fucking good!" Peter whispered as he filled her pussy and started thrusting inside her.

"Yes!" Taylor hissed as she felt his hard cock stretch her empty pussy and start to fuck her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, "There! Right there Petie, mmmm. Yea right there," she repeated like a mantra while they stared into each other's eyes.

Taylor clung to his neck while she bucked her hips to meet each one of his thrusts. "I'm gonna cum Peter!" she called out to him.

"Do it! Cum! Cum on my cock!" Peter ordered her as he dipped his head to suck on her tits, pushing Taylor over the edge. She threw her head back and gasped in a silent scream as her second orgasm flowed through her.

Peter kept fucking his childhood friend harder and faster looking for his own release now. If he hadn't already cum with Heather he knew that he would have already blasted his load a few minutes ago. Still, Taylor's sexy voice had him on the edge again. He heard her moan and grunt at each thrust while she clung to him. "I'm close Tay, Where do you want it?" he warned her. Taylor just dug her heels into his butt as if to push him deeper. 'Inside it is' Peter thought as he finally let himself go.

He thrust one final time deep inside her pussy and grunted as he started shooting his load inside her. Taylor felt his cock pulse and throb as his hot cum filled her pussy "Yes! Oh gods Yes! Yes!" she whisper into his ear,

They both lay there panting to catch their breath Taylor wrapped her arms and legs around Peter while she enjoyed his warm weight on top of her. They kissed while his cock slowly deflated inside her. "Thank you," Taylor said.

"You ok?" Peter asked to which Taylor nodded.

"And you?" Taylor asked as she ran her fingers again through his hair. When Peter nodded she added "no more secrets from us. ok?"

"Okay," Peter answered and then kissed briefly again.

"What are you going to do about Heather?" Taylor asked.

"You already want another threesome?" he teased her.

"God, you're worse than Hannah!" Taylor playfully knocked her heel on his butt.

"Hey, you started it" Peter laughed as he kissed her.

"I did not" Taylor quipped.

"Our first time and you started it with a threesome," Peter laughed as he kissed her neck, "Not even Hannah would go that fast on the first time."

"I think she would," Taylor said.

"Maybe..." Peter thought out loud as he continued to kiss her, "Yeah"

"I just wanted... to make you feel better," Taylor moaned as he kissed her. "Something good... to forget... the bad," she repeated one of her mother's advice.

"You made me feel very good Tay," Peter said as they looked into each other eyes.

"You made me feel good too," Taylor whisper back. They lay there naked for a few minutes, neither one of them wanted to break the silence till the unavoidable question had to be asked.

"So... Heather?" Taylor asked again, she wanted to know if this could be real or not, and she didn't know which way she wanted it to go.

Peter signed and looked into her eyes and sighed "It was never going to last more than this week. Long distance wouldn't work with her. She reminds me too much of Hannah. Besides," he continued "Sooner or later Hannah would have found a way chase her off... maybe with your help."

"So..?" Peter asked and threw the question back a her "You?"

"Just don't tell Hannah." Taylor asked him, "Not yet."

"Okay," he answered little dejected.

"I just want to enjoy you all by myself first," Taylor said. "I... I think I-"

"-I think so too, " Peter said trying to forestall the decision and give Taylor time to decide.

"I just don't want to deal with Hannah yet," Taylor said.

"That's okay" Peter agreed,

They both soon got dressed and went back inside. They shared another deep lingering kiss, this one filled with love instead of lust, that had already been sated. Saying their good nights

When Taylor entered her room she could hear Hannah softly snoring and she silently tried o get in bed. She sighed contently as she relaxed among the cool sheets.

"Did you get laid? Feel better now?" Hannah asked groggily.

"None of your business" Taylor said trying to avoid any detail while she smiled into the darkness of the room.

"Trent or Kurt?" Hannah groaned sleepily.

"Go to sleep Hannah," Taylor said slightly annoyed as she turned her back on Hannah.

"Good," Hannah said as she yawned, "You were starting to be a pain in the ass. And not in a good way," she said giving Taylor's butt a light pat to emphasize her meaning before turning back around.

"Go to sleep," Taylor said as she settled down. Hannah just let out a content whimper as both friends finally settled for the night. Both were satisfied and neither willing to tell the other why.