Six degrees of separation

Your head hurts as it tries to wrap itself around the situation and you abandon the pop-quiz on trigonometry brewing in your mind. Your mind instead races back in time, it was at a gaming arcade, just the six of you for the first time, it was the day of your fateful introduction to Tom, a polar opposite to yourself, on a line of good and evil you both stood at opposite ends of the spectrum. And yet somehow your social connections had brought you two face to face. The same day lines had been drawn, territories marked and claims laid between the two of you.

Since then it was always about winning. The stakes were meager then - the one with the highest point wins a kiss from each girl. You had decimated your competition of Matt and Tom that night and as per the terms been rewarded handsomely. You had felt invincible, a winner !

But tonight was different and you can't imagine the scene in front of you as you see Tom play with your childhood friend's lithe body. For years you never looked at Nicole in such light. You always associated adjectives like cute and pretty when describing Nicole, but now as you eye her full frontal nakedness you can't get enough of her sexiness emitting from each curve of her body.

Suddenly you feel deprived of an opportunity you had for years, an opportunity to hook up with your sexy friend Nicole. All the times you have spent with her flash back in an instance. The times you two were tugged under a blanket watching a movie. The times you played twister with her. The times you've danced, twerked and grinded together. The times you went out drinking, got plastered and crashed into the same bed cuddled together. And so many more came crashing back.

You knew if you wanted to kiss her, she would have let you, if you wanted to fondle her, she would have let you and if you wanted to fuck her, she would have damn sure let you. She was your childhood friend Nicole, your Nicole. But that time was now gone, your friend Nicole was now Tom's plaything.

Tom smiled, and said quite casually with an air of arrogance, "We shan't do it just yet, princess, because I want you to beg me for it," as Tom pleasured the folds of Nicole's pussy with his engorged cock.

Nicole gagged on the panty Miranda had stuffed in her mouth as she tried to reply back. Tom had his hands wrapped around her body and her arms as he grinded himself. Craving for a conversation he pulled out the stuffed panty from Nicole's mouth as he licked her neck.

"Just say you want me and I can make your first time a very pleasant experience Nicole," Tom repeated himself.

Though the idea of opening up her legs for Tom, looking in his eyes as he made her a woman made her stomach quiver, she laughed and said, "I will never do that. I'm saving myself for my knight."

"Ah yes, every girl's childhood fantasy, the knight and the princess. Ever fantasized about the scoundrel and the princess. I have..." Tom retorted as he pinched Nicole's soft sensitive nipples, getting a little rough with her and following up with another question, "Seems like your tits like my touch, do you want me to stop ?"

Nicole was not prepared for this sudden attack as she twisted her body in Tom's embrace, "Aaah, no... I mean yes.. Please... aaah," Nicole cried.

"Girl likes it rough, eh Nicole. I can give you rough. I just thought I'd be a gentleman for your first time," Tom snickered.

"No, that's not what I meant, please stop," Nicole pleaded and Tom finally stopped his **** on her tits and instead gently cupped them and continued massaging them.

Looking at you Tom poked, "Hey John, tell me honestly, you never had fun with Nicole's hooters ? I could play with these puppies all day... and night. Seems like your girl likes them played with too !"

You chose not to respond seeing through Tom and his plan to try and embarrass you but not understanding his motive.

"Seems like your white knight ain't gonna come to your rescue tonight princess, tonight the dark knight takes the fair queen, and takes her hard, real hard," Tom whispered in Nicole's ear sending a chill down her spine.

Miranda had been watching Nicole's ordeal from a front row seat and heard it all. At this moment she was confused as she became her usual self coming down from the heightened emotions she was experiencing. She was not jealous of Nicole anymore, but rather worried, after all she did love Nicole as a good friend of her's. They both had faced their share of jerks and assholes and helped each other at times to fend them off. Either it was that or something more intimately relatable - they both were virgins.

Just like Nicole, Miranda was also saving her virtue. But in her case it had to do more with the perfect time rather than the perfect person. And in her mind losing one's virginity in a dingy closet was blasphemous - how could one lose their most cherished possession like this. She inwardly cursed herself for putting Nicole in this position. She had realized her mistake, rather she had realized how Tom had essentially manipulated her to do his bidding.

You have the most uneasy feeling you have had so far watching your cute childhood friend try and fend off Tom's growing advances. Among all the people in the room only you can relate to the aspect of what Nicole might be going through on a mental level, she unequivocally hates Tom, while he takes pleasure from her sexually, which was without a doubt the most demeaning thing she has had to endure in her life.

But knowing that it's not Miranda in Tom's clutches is enough solace. And it's enough of relief that lets you dwell further in your fantasy. No sooner had you realized all the beautiful and sexy aspects of Nicole, you were also limited of what you could achieve in reality, the restriction being totally loyal to your would-be girlfriend Miranda. Nicole was the elusive grapes on a vine that you would only be able to see but never taste. It's not cheating if I'm only watching, you rationalize. Feeling more and more excited looking at Nicole you begin to rub your dick.

Tom ran a hand along her soft upper arm, noted the goosebumps, and chuckled gently into Nicole's ear, "You're not doing a very good job of hiding it, princess."

Nicole tried to pull her body back away from Tom's hand, but she was held tight. Tom ran his fingers slowly over her slit. Adrenaline was coursing through Nicole's system, her entire body was tense. She saw him use his thumb and forefinger to spread her lips. Her head fell back. This couldn't be happening. It was surreal.

Terror and shame took a hold of Nicole's nervous system and she wrested against Tom with all her strength. It was no use, and after a minute of silent struggling, she was too tired to move.

"Feisty one," Tom muttered.

Nicole tried to amass all the energy she had left into her last effort and tried to head bump Tom's face but he moved his head at the last moment to the side and avoided the attack that could have knocked him cold.

"Rather spunky, I'd say, or, at least, she will be soon, eh?" Tom chuckled.

"Verrry nice...," Tom muttered again. Nicole wasn't looking when he slipped two fingers inside her, slick with his saliva, but she could certainly feel it. Her body couldn't move, but her mind cringed at the slimy violation. She wished that she were anywhere else - that she was anyone else - that he was anyone else.

Nicole whimpered as Tom began to pump his fingers in and out of her in a steady rhythm. The cold room was pierced by the schlick schlick sounds that came with each thrust, and after a minute, the smell of sex arose as her juices started to mix with Tom's saliva.

Out of the blue, Tom's fingers hit her g-spot, and Nicole let out a small moan. She would have chided herself for it but frankly... what was the point anymore? Her body relaxed and each thrust pushed her slightly back into Tom's body.

"I think Nicole's wet," Tom muttered. Nicole refused to open her eyes. If she couldn't see, maybe it wasn't real, just like a bad dream and Tom continued his commentary.

"Lemme check." He started pumping his stumpy fingers faster and deeper. Nicole moaned again, the involuntary sound embarrassingly loud in the otherwise silent room. She felt the fingers stretch her, and she realized she was clenching down on them in time with the rhythm. There was a slurping sound.

"Yeah, that's pussy juice all right," Tom remarked.

"I think... she's kind of a slut," Tom taunted.

"What? That's not true you bastard!" Nicole opened her eyes, and then immediately wished she hadn't. Tom was filming her violation with his phone in one hand. "Oh no, Nicole, you should be friendly. This is going in my private home video collection, and you want to make a good impression, don't you?" Tom smirked.

This was it. Nicole's worst fear, realized and she squeezed her eyes shut again. She'd thought it was isolation from her friends, being ostracized, tagged as a 'slut'. She hadn't been imaginative enough. Her new worst fear was this - **** and public humiliation for the whole world to see and judge her. How could she face anyone after this?

"Take a look at this," Tom's soft voice spoke to the future viewers of his video, "you guys know how you can spot a real slut in the wild?" Nicole sobbed, trying anything to block out the sound. "They actually like it when they get ****. See how her hips are gyrating?"

"What? Oh no." Nicole thought but didn't voice her feelings this time. A soul-crushing wave of shame came over her as she realized that her hips had been moving up to meet Tom's fingers, moving into his relentless rhythm. "That means she likes it, and she's going to cum soon." Nicole could hear the smirk in Tom's voice, she could imagine the disdain from the people who might end up viewing this video.

"No," Nicole tried to say through the tears. "Stop!" It just came out as a muffled sound.

"See how she's moaning?" Tom pointed his camera at her face. Tom changed position, leaning forward and grinding the heel of his hand into Nicole's clit. Nicole moaned again at the amplified sensations, hating Tom with every ounce of her tattered will she could scrounge up. Tom increased his pace, the obscene wet slapping sounds getting louder. Nicole's body responded, her face flushing, her breathing deepening, her back arching. Every time his fingers hit her g-spot, her resolve tore apart and her rational mind succumbed to the raw pleasure that was building up inside of her.

"Now the slut comes out to play," Tom jeered. Nicole couldn't hear him. She started moaning with every thrust as her climax neared. She spread her legs even wider, lifted her hips even higher. The pace quickened and her moans got higher and higher, the pleasure building into a frenzy, until...

Nicole's whole body stiffened as a wave of pleasure overcame her senses. Mindless, she bucked against Tom's fingers like an animal, eyes rolled back in her head. He didn't stop, drawing out the orgasm from her even as it wracked her body. Eventually, Nicole collapsed, sweaty and exhausted, back into Tom's body. The fingers slowed down and soon they were removed. She didn't open her eyes. Her mind returned and the overwhelming shame chased away any flecks of pleasure that remained from the orgasm. Nicole was cold, traumatized, and wanted nothing more than to stop existing.

"Wow, spectacular," Tom said dryly. "That stunning performance was by Nicole and if you want this slut for the night please contact Tom," Tom continued as he laughed viewing the lens, finally turning the camera off.

"Damn, that was so hot! I wish it was me instead of Nicole," Sarah cooed.

"Haven't I given your naughty snatch numerous happy times already that you would want to steal this one for yourself as well," Tom sneered.

"Did I say that out too loud," Sarah giggled.

Your best friend Matt who had been virtually non-existent so far suddenly seemed visibly agitated now. He probably was in a similar state like you, enjoying Nicole's sexiness being played with but not making it too apparent that it might jeopardize his chances with his crush Sarah.

Unknown to everyone for the longest time Matt had a secret crush on Nicole until he realized the girl was head over heels in love with you. It took him some time to get over her, a part of that process was shifting his focus to Sarah which finally helped him move on. However, he was definitely taking all opportunities to enjoy himself on Nicole's expense. He had a similar rationale, It's not cheating if I'm not the only one violating her, I wonder if Sarah would like to play a little rough with Nicole.

It had been an unsaid understanding so far, acts performed without emotions would be considered just part of the game and not have a debilitating effect on present and future relations. But even though you and your best friend Matt had hoped you would get to score with your respective crushes, neither were prepared with Tom getting all their attention, so both you and Matt felt a little anger for Nicole which seemed justified.

Tom's dick was now drenched with Nicole's pussy juice and ready for some action. Nicole had not realized so far that being a little taller than Miranda, Tom had enough height on her pussy to angle his dick better. Nicole's ass was also slightly smaller than that of Miranda's which gave Tom better access. As Nicole started to come down from her orgasm she felt the bulbous head of Tom's dick rub against the inside of her pussy folds.

"Oh... oh my!" She cried as she felt a sudden intrusion. Nicole's eyes snapped open, her mind still not coming to terms of what was unfolding. She had convinced herself that in all scenarios she would not be in a state that would compromise her losing her virginity.

Then, just as quickly as he had started, Tom pulled away. Unknown to Nicole and still unaware, he had just carried out a recon run of his theory, dipping his dick to test the proof in the pudding.

Having caught that moment, time stood still, shrieks emitted inside of you - one for your childhood friend Nicole, one for your crush Miranda and one for yourself. You all were now in the Endgame - the inevitable was just a matter of time. The first of the dominoes in the circle of six was about to fall, the cascade of events to follow.

Tom maneuvered himself back between Nicole's legs in a flash. He knew it was important to warm a virgin up thoroughly, and was pleased to see that she seemed to be ready, her pussy totally slick and drenched in her own juices. The bulbous head of his cock touched her twitching entrance making him groan and Nicole whimper.

"This will be much better than that ole finger!" Tom joked.

Nicole's eyes were now wide and pleading, "No,... You can't - You'll kill me with that.. I..." She begged, now that she fully understood what was going to happen next.

Tom slid inside of her easily at first. Despite the small size of her pussy and virginal tightness, Nicole was sopping wet, which aided the process. Her tiny hands went to his hips, using all her leftover strength, in order to push him back and out of her, as her face twisted in distress - it was of no use.

"No!" She cried out. "You're hurting me! You're hurting me!"

Tom grabbed her delicate wrists and pinned her hands on her own waist. Once Nicole was subdued he continued to invade her even as she shook her head and cried for him to stop.

He shushed her, "Relax, Nicole. I know it's hard. I know it's big. I know it's thick. But this is how you wanted it. So just relax."

Nicole was anything but relaxed as she thrashed about shaking her head as she cried. She felt as if he was splitting her in half as he continued to slowly, but relentlessly enter her. Tom paused when he pressed against Nicole's hymen. He tightened his grip on her wrists and pressed his lips against her neck. He pulled nearly all the way out of her and then drove back into her as hard as he could.

Nicole screamed so loudly that surely half of the town knew that Tom had just made her a woman at that moment. Then Tom began to take her in earnest with a steady, rough rhythm.

"How does it feel Nicole, to get your cherry popped by the person you hate the most?" Tom lectured Nicole with arrogance in his voice and contempt in his eyes.

Each of Tom's thrust renewed his claim over Nicole. As he did, the need between her legs returned and she found herself bucking her hips back at him. Despite the pain, her hungry little opening pleaded for more of him. Soon you knew Tom was balls deep in your friend Nicole's pussy as the distinctly lewd sloppy wet sounds of his big balls smacking against her flesh echoed.

"How does it feel to have my full length inside of your cunt Nicole, by the time I'm done with you, you will be nothing more than a mere cock-sleeve. This is for all the times you've tried being smarter than me, mocking me, rejecting me, **** is sweetest served on a dick!" Tom sneered with his spiteful comment.

Nicole had blanked out from the physical **** itself that the verbal **** took time to register. She patiently willed her body to follow up with Tom as he pumped his huge dick in and out of her battered pussy. Miranda who had just witnessed Nicole's penetration up close was in trance watching Tom rut himself in Nicole's pussy.

Up until now she had seen sex in porn videos, but this was something personal yet something mysterious she thought, as she watched closely, trying to understand it. She could sense Nicole's pussy craving for it but yet she could not understand it.

Finally, the two of them had found their rhythm. Their hips moved in perfect unison to the sound of his grunts and her squeals.

It seemed the longest few minutes as Tom pistoned his hard fuck-tool into the hot embrace of Nicole's pussy when he suddenly demanded, "Cum for me."

"No!" Nicole said, though she could barely speak for the rising tide of her orgasm.

"Cum for me, Nicole." Tom repeated his demand as he grunted.

"I'll never give it to you! You son of a bitch!" Nicole adamantly stated.

Tom laughed, his own crashing climax was growing close now. He couldn't think anymore, the pleasure building inside him was intense, welling from deep down - he was going to cum...

"Cum for me, you cold bitch!" the words ground out - he wasn't even sure what he said...

Tom's cock was bumping against the deepest region of Nicole's pussy, and the orgasm that had been building in her tore out of her, and she made a sound of sheer carnal satisfaction, halfway between a scream and a howl.

"No, never..., aaaah!" Nicole moaned as a last ditch effort to show her protest, her orgasm taking over her now. "I'm cumming! Oh God, I'm cumming!"

Tom grunted as he felt the pulsations of her orgasm pass through her cunt, the muscular walls grasped his cock tighter, making him moan at the visceral, physical jolt of pleasure he felt.

"Here it comes bitch. Now take my cum you slut." Tom moaned as Nicole's orgasm started to trigger his own, his pistoning cock fading into a blur reaching incredible speeds.

"N...no... please... not... not inside me..." Nicole gasped between her uncontrolled moans, panic flooding her eyes.

"Get ready to have that cunt filled with some cum Nicole!" Tom moaned as he reached his crescendo.

"No! Take it out! Oh God please don't cum in me I'm begging you!" Nicole pleaded vehemently as her body shook.

"Too late princess," Tom groaned as he finally and as powerfully Nicole had cum, violently burst deep inside her, Nicole's cunt went on contracting, as wave after wave of orgasm swept over her. Nicole's silky walls gripping tightly around Tom's manhood, as though her body was sucking his seed deeper into herself involuntarily.

"I... I could get pregnant..." Nicole moaned softly between sobs as she felt ribbon after ribbon of Tom's semen flow into her fertile womb.

Gasping and panting, their breathing ragged, Nicole stood wrapped in Tom's arms, as they slowly returned to themselves.

Tom cradled Nicole against him with her head on his chest. She was his now, he thought as he stroked her blonde hair, his fingers pushing her sweat dampened hair away from her forehead. Nicole was just as contented that it was over. The rise and fall of his chest calmed her. She was his now, she thought.

You suddenly realize that your heart had been racing and now was finally slowly slowing down its paces. The sight had unmistakably made you extremely excited. You notice a small patch had developed in the front of your pants, undeniable pre-cum oozing out of your restrained throbbing dick. You quickly glance at the closet to make sure no one noticed before you place your hand over the wet patch. Then from the corner of your eye you notice that Sarah and Matt are giving you a funny look. It seems someone did notice your excitement.

Nicole was still convulsing intermittently but Tom had not withdrawn himself from Nicole's pussy. His limp dick was still long and thick enough to retain its position and Nicole's contracting pussy had kept a vice grip on it. Revering in his victory of claiming your childhood friend's virginity and possibly her mind, Tom felt himself starting to harden yet again - setting his sights on his next prey.

Miranda feeling flustered quickly went and brought the bowl with the names to Nicole. Miranda was scared now, she had finally seen what Tom was - a conniving sexual predator. As she saw Nicole pull out a name and open it, Tom chuckled as he started to scribble something on the notepad. Whoever's name it was it had made Tom visibly very excited as he wrapped Nicole's body with one hand and began fucking her again, almost lifting her off the floor. Every time Nicole would try and say the name out loud he would give her a hard thrust and instead a moan would emit from her.