She Jerked me off. (The End) (Friend Ending)

"Fuck Helen... that feels amazing." I moaned out, my hands gripping the faucet to steady myself as my knees went weak.

Her hand continued to glide up and down my shaft, squeezing me tightly, I could feel the tightness in me, and adoring the soft words of this woman as she worked me.

"Damn this is easy..." Helen remarked with a giggle behind my head, gripping me a little tighter and increasing the length of her strokes along my length. The soft soap on her hand made the whole world seem to contract to where she was rubbing me. I couldn't help but moan out more loudly, and the squeeze in response was exactly what I needed to bring me close to the edge. "You gonna come for me?"

I nodded my head rapidly, feeling my hips jerk against her hand as I pictured the woman behind me in a much different position. It was never going to happen, but I could see in my minds eye the beautiful blonde beneath me. I wished fervently it would happen, but I had to content myself with this. The fact she was even touching me was far more than I could have ever hoped for.

"Oh yeah... feels like things... there it is..." Helen mumbled as she rapidly pumped her hand up and down. "Tell me you want me to make you come."

"I want you to... make me come..." I gasped, loving every moment of her attention.

"Yeah... payback's a bitch, isn't it?" Helen bit at my shoulder from behind before her hand became still, gripping my pulsing cock tightly. "Beg for it..."

"Fuck... please make me come, Helen..." I gasped out, so close to the edge it was maddening.

"Louder... like you made ME." She bit down hard and sucked on my shoulder, causing a groan to echo from my lips.

"Fuck... Helen.... Make me COME...." I nearly roared with frustration and the reaction caused Helen's hand to begin rapidly whipping up and down my cock.

"Yeah, that's it... come hard... and don't get my clothes dirty this time..." Helen taunted against my ear, and I felt the first glob of my come spurt from me in blissful release.

Her hand milked me gently, pulling every single erg of pleasure out of my body before I almost slumped against the tub. I panted roughly, feeling the pouring water raining down on the two of us.

"So... that makes us even..." She whispered against my back. "Just friend doing each other a favor, right?"

"Friends." I agreed. "I like the benefits already."

"Keep dreaming." Helen laughed, releasing me, and whipping her hand against my ass with a playful slap. "You snore. Found that out the hard way."

"Some girls like the white noise." I suggested helpfully, to her snort.

"Sure... hey, when you get out, grab me a towel, think there's only one left." Helen replied. "I don't want to walk in on my wife all wet."

"I thought she was your girlfriend..." I remarked, my stomach roiling a bit. I had been hoping for more than this, and Helen's brisk matter of fact change of subject had dashed those hopes.

"She still is. We're together, Brent. We're permanent. This was fun, but... I don't fuck guys. Period." Helen clearly stated, rinsing her hand free of my seed, which swirled into the drain.

"So, you're sleeping out there tonight?" I stepped out of the tub, pushing the curtain to the side and allowing her full access to the water once again.

"Yeah... I mean... unless you're stressed about me sleeping with your wife now that you know you're not going to get any more from me." Helen offered through the once again closed curtain with a laugh. "You have no idea how many friendships I've lost after making it clear sex wasn't happening."

"Well, I don't want to lose what I have." I said, thinking about my gorgeous wife, lying there in the arms of another woman.

"Neither do I, Brent. That's why this ends here. Fun time, and it's over now. No regrets, but... no more. We're done." She pushed the curtain aside once again and looked at me with a wistful expression. "Yeah... we're done. " She nodded once more and closed the curtain.

The End

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