'fess Up

You stand up and walk over to Emily, adding a little sway to your hips for the both for them.

You grab Emily on either chek, tilt turn head sideways a little bit and lean in to kiss her. You thrust your tongue into her mouth. You can feel her body language switch from teasing, to tense, and then relaxed again. You're glad your eyes were closed for the kiss, you didn't want to see the anger when she tensed up, tasting the remnants of her boyfriend's cum on your tongue.

As you release Emily, she ignores the kiss in favor of checking out Jack, or more importantly, between his legs. Seeing the still exposed glistening proof, she looks back at you.

"You sucked his-"

"I did." Inside your stomach is doing tumbles and somersaults, transforming into butterflies in midair.

Outside, you're just trying to keep your shit together. You've never done anything like this before.

"Our talk earlier got me thinking.." you bite your lip, "got me going. I'm still not really sure how bi I am, if at all. I wanted to taste you. I mean, it's not gay, if it's on a cock, right?"

Emily's expression is priceless. Unfer different circumstances you might have laughed. She looks mind blown, and can't figure out where to go. What you said doesn't make any since, because Jack hasn't had the chance to be inside her today.

Still, she hesitates. You have to take what you can get. Right now you're working to save your friendship, taste your best friend (and first pussy), and hopefully get Jack's huge package in more than just your mouth.

Slowly, you stroke up and down her arm, to her shoulder, and down the slope of her breast.

She still hasn't said anything, utterly baffled by your audacity, although you hope that's the hint of desire you see in her eyes.

This is it, it's all or nothing.

"I was so **** to taste you, it didn't really occur that of course Jack showered since you were with him last." You lean in to whisper in her ear. "Will you please season that meat so I can eat already?"