My Best Friend's Boyfriend

I still remember how livid I was as my boyfriend, Tim, pulled up in Donny's driveway. Tim had agreed to drive my friend Carol and I to her boyfriend's place to get her things. Donny had cheated on Carol and she was done with him. In fact she had caught him red handed earlier that day fucking some bitch on the kitchen counter. She had decided to surprise him with a visit that morning to spend the weekend with him and there he was with his dick buried in another woman's pussy on top of the kitchen counter. The same kitchen that she had cooked in many times in the two years they'd been together. The nerve on that bastard!

After a huge fight that led to the bitch running out of the house leaving her shoes behind, Carol had packed all her things but Danny wouldn't let her go. She ended up storming out and leaving her packed bags in Danny's house. She came straight to me in quite a state. Carol and I are very close. We have been best friends since elementary school. We also happen to share a birthday. She is 26, exactly a year younger than me. She's like a sister to me. When she told me what had happened I saw red. I never quite liked Donny. He always came across as a player and had a way of passing inappropriate remarks to me when Carol wasn't watching. But she loved him a lot so I didn't make a big deal out of it. She knew I didn't like Donny but we didn't talk about it all that much.

So when she came to me that morning crying bitterly I was filled with anger towards Donny. I decided I would go and get her stuff from Donny's house myself. Not so much because I didn't like him or because he had hurt my closest friend as it was that I don't take shit from men. If Carol couldn't stand up for herself I would. So I told her that after she cleaned herself up we would go to Donny's house and I would go in and get her shit. She needed to take a bath and fix herself after the fight she had had and all the crying.

When she was finished I had fixed us some late breakfast so we sat and ate while she told me the details of what had happened. She knew something was up when she pulled up and saw a car she didn't recognise in the driveway. And the car was wet which must have been from the rain the previous night. So she reasoned it must have been there overnight. Before she knocked on the door she heard some noise coming from the kitchen window. When she went around she realised that one of the kitchen windows was slightly open. And there he was with his back to her and the woman on the counter with her legs and arms wrapped around him. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning passionately while he was fucking her hard and talking to her at the same time. Carol says she couldn't hear all he was saying but she heard him say, "You're about to cum aren't you, you dirty little slut?" And she heard her say yes. That's when she banged on the window and all hell broke loose.

When she was done telling me the whole story we got ready to leave. That's when my boyfriend called me and said he wanted to come over. I told him the timing was bad but agreed he could come and I'd tell him what I was dealing with. He came over and drove us to Donny's house while Carol and I filled him in. Tim is a soft spoken guy and unlike me avoids conflict. He was going to wait in the car with Carol while I went up inside to get her stuff. I was happy that I had back up in case shit went down inside. I had no idea what was about to happen.

I went up to the door and knocked, hard. I almost screamed when the the door immediately flung open with such force and Donny was standing there topless. He must have been standing by the door. Perhaps he saw or heard the car pull up, I don't know. The aggression almost threw me off but I quickly regained my composure.

"I'm here to get Carol's things", I said as I pushed my way into the house. He didn't push back, but he did have an annoying smirk on his face.

"So what, she sent the infantory?" he asked as he banged the door close. When I heard the door being locked I turned around.

"Why would you lock the door? My boyfriend is waiting for me outside in the car. Give me Carol's bags, you cheating bastard." I said with my hands on my hips.

"You look like a cheerleader like that," he said. Maybe he was right. I was wearing a short skirt with an almost matching cropped top. Besides I had been a cheerleader in my time.

"Where are the bags?" I asked again. He came close to me with a vile smile and tried to touch my face. I hit his hand hard and pushed him aside again and went into the living room to look for the bags. They were not in the living room.

"Will you relax? This is between me and Carol, why the fuck are you meddling?" I heard him say behind me.

"If you don't give me Carol's bags right now I'll show you meddling, dirty pig!" I said as I moved to the next room.

"What is it to you? Why do you care where I stick my dick?" he asked as he followed me.

I turned around and put my finger in his face and said "I don't give a shit about your tiny little weenie you shithead! I care about my friend and her feelings!"

As I turned around to continue looking for the bags he pulled me by my shoulder. "Tiny little weenie huh?" he said.

I turned around so quick and slapped hard across his face. "Don't you ever fuckin touch me asshole!" I said. I swung again to hit him a second time and he held my wrist mid air. Before I knew what was happening he had turned me around, put his left hand on my mouth to cover it and his right hand was holding both my hands behind me.

Now you must understand that Donny is a strong guy. He's not a giant but he's tall and he works out a lot. I, on the other hand, am a small model type girl. About 1.67m tall and I weigh 52kg. I was no match. He walked me like that to the nearest wall. So my face was smashed against the wall and he was towering over me, with my hands behind me. He whispered in my ear "Shhhhh, I won't hurt you I promise". I tried to scream "Leave me the fuck alone!" but he had my mouth covered.

"It's ok. I need you to learn to stay the fuck out of my business." He said very softly in my ear.

Then he started to kiss my ear softly. I was enraged and horrified. Enraged by the nerve on this piece of shit to even think of doing that let alone actually do it. Horrified because what he was doing was one of my big weaknesses. Only one other thing gets me horny quicker than a sensual kiss on my ears. He was kissing me so good and taking deep breaths in my ear. I couldn't let him do this. I screamed into his hand but it was futile. I tried to free my hands from his grip but he was too strong, plus the harder i tried the more my face got pressed into the wall and that hurt. I tried kicking him but that was also entirely useless.

With my hands gripped by his one hand on the small of my back he started grinding his crotch against my ass. I felt how big and how hard it was and that's when I realised this bastard might have something else on his mind. But the continued kissing on my ear was weakening me and fast. My heart was beating so fast. I was getting so wet. This all had happened so fast. It hadn't even been three minutes since I got into the house.

"You want me to fuck you, don't you? All the hate, all the aggression and bitchiness; it's just a front, isn't it? Deep down you always wanted me to bend you over and fuck the shit out of you, no?" He taunted me while he continued to grind that hard cock into me.

I said "Fuck you!" but I don't know if he heard it with my mouth covered.

"Don't fight it Rachel. We don't have much time. I like putting little sluts like you in their place, and I have just the place." He said as he pulled me and started walking backwards. I was tired of fighting him off. The next thing I knew we were in his kitchen and he turned and pushed me down over the kitchen counter. I knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to fuck me the same way he had fucked that bitch earlier that day. I was too tired and too horny to fight him. But I still didn't want him to fuck me. I hate to be in a position of weakness. Tears started rolling down my cheeks. He saw that I was crying and he said, "It's ok Rachel, I won't hurt you at all." As he said that he increased the intensity of his kiss on my ear, he oscillated between my ear and my neck. I was soaking wet. I caught myself moaning. I thought he would say something about that but he didn't. He slowly let go of my hands and I grabbed the edge of the counter with both hands. I think I had resigned myself to what was about to happen.

With the one hand still on my mouth, he hiked up my skirt with his right hand and then pulled my panties to one side. I don't remember him pulling down his pants or pulling his cock out. What I remember is the feeling of that hot hard thing rubbing on my pussy. My knees buckled. I had to compose myself. Then I felt it. He drove that cock in hard. I groaned. Not because it hurt, but because it almost overwhelmed me.

"You like that, you little slut?" As he said that he pulled back and drove in hard again. It was all I could do to stop myself from screaming. The worst thing that could happen at that point would be Carol hearing the noise and coming around the house and seeing me through the kitchen window, bent over the kitchen counter and screaming while getting fucked hard by Donny. So I held it in. But the third time he pulled back I lost it. He paused for a second and drove into me again, with force. And I came hard! I whimpered while a blinding orgasm ripped through my entire body. I was shuddering. He had to move his hand from my mouth to hold me up. He had both his hands on my hips now and he started fucking me fast. "Tiny little weenie, huh?" he said.

He was pistoning that huge cock in and out of my pussy. Then he spanked me and said, "Where I stick my dick is none of your business Rachel, you understand me?" It was all too much for me. I said, "Yes." I wasn't really saying yes to his question. It was an involuntary response to what was happening to me body. I was cumming again! And this was harder than the first one. The bastard grabbed a handful of my hair with one hand and pulled back so I was facing up. He fucked me even harder and I felt his cock swell up inside me. The thought of him cumming inside me should have alarmed me but I was in the middle of the best orgasm I had ever had by far. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuuuuuck!! Ungh, yeeeessss!" I whimpered as I totally surrendered to him. And then he exploded inside me. He came with such force that I could literally feel the cum shooting into me, spurt after spurt. When he was done he tried to embrace me while I was hunched over the counter, and he said "Thank you Rachel." My senses returned and I realised just how bad this was. I pushed him off and got off the counter. "Fuck you Donny!" I said as I straightened up my skirt and put my panties back into place.

I looked outside the window to make sure no one saw what just happened. I asked him where the bathroom was. I needed to wash my face and get my hair in place. I couldn't come out of the house looking like I had just been fucked. What would my boyfriend say?

He showed me to the bathroom in the bedroom. And Carol's bags were right there next to the bed with a pair of black shoes next to them. I just assumed they were the bitch's shoes. He stood there with a big smirk on his face while I cleaned myself up. And then I heard a knock on the door.