Giving in to Urges

Kaitlyn was sitting on the couch with Jack, legs brushing against each other as she watched the game he was playing on his laptop. She didn't understand it at all, but Jack was passionately explaining it to her, so she did her best to pay attention. The other boys in their group didn't have as much patience as she did for Jack's rambling. Well, sometimes it was a matter of patience, but a lot of the time she was just entranced by his voice and his passion and the warmth between their bodies. Right now, however, her attention was being slowly pulled to his crotch, where she could swear she saw an erection hidden under the folds of his jeans.

Jack was attracted to her on some level, she was certain of that. Most straight male friends were, and she'd long since learned to ignore such superficial desire. What Kaitlyn really wanted to know was whether there was something more. Did he dream of kissing her, or of dates together, or of falling asleep beside each other? And did he know that she felt that way? Their friendship had been a complicated one, and their feelings for each other had been a constantly shifting foundation for it. She was never sure on any given day whether Jack felt that way about her, though she knew he had in the past, and she imagined he was in a similar position regarding her feelings.

It was taking everything in Kaitlyn to keep herself from reaching her hand to Jack's crotch or placing her lips on his. She needed a distraction, and his deep voice describing the video game on his screen was only fueling her desires. She waited for the next lull in his monologue to interject.

"The others should've been home already," she sighed. "Movie night starts in 15 minutes." Jack and their other friends lived together in this apartment, where Kaitlyn found herself spending most of her time. She had come over an hour or so before their plans - supposedly for homework, but really because she knew it would buy her and Jack some alone time. The others being late, however, gave her more time than she was able to restrain herself for, and giving in to the desire was not in her plan for the night.

"Oh yeah, Nick texted the group chat, I didn't check what it said," Jack replied, not looking up from his game.

Kaitlyn checked her phone, and sure enough, Nick had texted.

She turned back to Jack, knowing her life had just become a lot riskier. "They won't be back for another 45 minutes, apparently. Would it kill them to ever be on time?"

"Hmm. I guess I could shower, then." Jack seemed unbothered. Maybe it was just a willingness to go with the flow, or maybe he wanted time alone with her as much as she did, despite her fears of her own lack of self-control. He got up from his computer and went into the bathroom.

As the water turned on, Kaitlyn attempted to distract herself on her phone. The goal was originally to lessen the desire running through her body, but she soon found herself giving in and opening porn on her phone. She played the videos quietly, ready to close them as soon as the water stopped. What happened in the videos wasn't very relevant. She was just using the actors' pleasure as fuel to imagine the pleasure she might experience with Jack if she took the leap. Her nipples were hard through her sports bra and t-shirt, and she began gently rubbing her hand over the sensitive area. She bit her lips, turned on even more by the idea that Jack might catch her. Images of him naked flashed through her mind alongside clips of him touching and fucking her. These were thoughts Kaitlyn should be fighting, but she couldn't bring herself to. Instead, she kept imagining the way it would feel to fuck her best friend, and her fingers continued to drift over her nipples.

The desire grew and she felt her pussy growing hot. At first, she attempted to satisfy it by gently moving her hips on the couch, but it wasn't enough. Her athletic shorts were loose, so she nudged them to the side and began to rub herself through her underwear. It was beginning to take everything not to moan Jack's name and beg him to fuck her. The water shut off suddenly, and Kaitlyn quickly attempted to return herself to normal. A minute passed before the bathroom door opened and Jack stepped out with just a towel around his waist, hair and shoulders still glistening wet. Kaitlyn's breath caught in her throat at the sight, just like every other time she'd seen him after a shower. She almost ceased to breathe entirely when he walked towards the couch instead of his bedroom.

"How long now until they said they'd be back?" Jack asked as he sat down next to her. Kaitlyn might have wondered why he didn't just check his phone himself, but such considerations were not at the forefront of her mind at the moment. She checked the time and took a second longer to do the math than she would have if he was clothed.

"About 35 minutes," she replied. She'd been scared to look Jack in the eye, but she decided to risk it. As she turned her head to face him, she found him already looking at her, and their faces were only an inch apart. Did Jack feel the pull that she was feeling right now? Is this what he wanted? Or would he freak if she, his best friend, kissed him out of the blue? After a couple seconds of staring into each other's eyes like that, the pressure pounding in Kaitlyn's chest became too much, and she looked away.

"Is there anything you want to do to kill the time?" Jack asked, quietly but with confidence in his voice. God, he must be doing this on purpose, Kaitlyn thought. She wanted him to fuck her, she wanted to feel his lips on hers, she wanted... not to ruin this friendship.

"I didn't have anything in mind, I thought we could just chill." Kaitlyn decided to add on something bolder to test the waters. "Are you gonna get dressed or is that the look for tonight?" She glanced back to catch his reaction.

He had a suggestive look in his eyes and a slight smile on his face as he responded, "I suppose I could get dressed if you really want me to."

Fuck it. "I never said I wanted you to."

Kaitlyn saw desire flash through his eyes and she was done for in an instant. Before she knew what she was doing, she had grabbed Jack's face and kissed him. She pulled back, realizing her actions, and prepared to apologize, but Jack began to kiss her again and pulled her on top of him by the waist. This didn't feel real, but it felt so good. She hadn't been imagining any of it; he really wanted her just like she wanted him. And now she had him.

Sitting on Jack's lap, Kaitlyn could feel him getting hard under the towel. She kept kissing him, occasionally moving her hips in sync with their mouths. His hands couldn't stop moving, exploring her - hair to neck to back to hips. Jack was pressed against the couch, so she couldn't explore him as well as she wanted, but she moved one hand to his bare chest as she kept the other along the side of his face. Their kisses were slow and tentative, but the pressure behind them built until they became sloppy, tongues darting in and out of their mouths. Kaitlyn was working hard not to moan yet; she didn't want it to be too intense and scare Jack off.

Jack grabbed Kaitlyn's ass, now partially bare from her shorts riding up, and he guided her hips to grind on him faster and with more pressure. The moans were really building in Kaitlyn's throat now, and she released the pressure by exploring his chest now with both hands, grabbing at his upper arms as she coasted over them. Finally, Jack let out a low groan into Kaitlyn's mouth, and she broke. Her moans were quiet but nearly constant, and she could feel how much Jack loved to hear them.

Breaking away from the kiss, Jack asked breathlessly, "Wanna go to my room?"

Kaitlyn nodded and stood up from his lap, walking towards his bedroom. She perched herself on his bed, where she'd sat on the fuzzy blankets many times before. Now she might finally get to live out the things she'd imagined while sitting there doing homework. As Jack shut the door behind them, his towel fell off, and he didn't bother to fix it. Kaitlyn barely got a moment to take in the view before he was in front of her, tugging at the bottom of her shirt. She raised her hands above her head as he pulled the shirt off, and she quickly followed by removing her sports bra as well.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted you," Jack said into her neck as he kissed her there delicately.

"I doubt it's as long as I've wanted you," Kaitlyn responded slyly. This appeared to be the correct response, judging by the way Jack began to tug at her shorts. She adjusted and lifted herself off the bed a bit as Jack slid off her shorts and panties in one motion. Now that they were both fully naked, it was feeling pretty real to Kaitlyn.

Jack gently moved himself and Kaitlyn so that she was laying in the bed and he was straddled on top of her. For a second, they just looked into each other's eyes again, before the passion drove them to resume. Kaitlyn began to run her hands along his back now that she could reach it, lightly scratching it to show the depth of her desire. Jack leaned down to kiss her for a moment, then allowed his lips to explore as Kaitlyn moaned. He kissed along her collarbone so lightly that she could barely register the touch except for the pleasure it caused her.

Jack moved slowly, still kissing gently, down her chest and to her breasts. Instead of moving to her nipples, which Kaitlyn craved him touching, he moved to the underside of her breast and began to suck and bite. When Kaitlyn realized that Jack was giving her a hickey, electricity surged through her and she bucked slightly off the bed. Only a few minutes ago, his mouth on her body had been an absurd dream, and now he was marking her skin as his own.

"Ugh, fuck," she moaned, grabbing at his hair and closing her eyes to enjoy the sensation.

Jack said nothing, but he moved his mouth to her nipple and began to slowly, gently lick and suck at it. Then, one of his hands slipped down her stomach and lightly moved up and down her slit, which was swollen and wet from the anticipation. This caused Kaitlyn to let out a moan that sounded closer to a squeal, startled by his touch yet drowning in the pleasure of it. His mouth and hand both became more aggressive, and he began to circle her clit. It felt amazing, and Kaitlyn felt an urge to just lay there and take it, but she knew there was more pleasure to be found if she changed the pace.

So, using the hand that she had in his hair, Kaitlyn pulled her lover off of her chest. She maneuvered her knee around Jack and used it to flip them so that she was now on top of him. He looked a bit surprised, unsure what to do now that he lost his advantage in the situation. Kaitlyn wasted no time, moving her hand to his erect cock and stroking slowly as she kissed him passionately. She bit his lip gently, holding it in her mouth for a moment, before moving her mouth over his dick. Jack took in a sharp breath when he realized what was happening, but he nodded when Kaitlyn looked at him for approval. Kaitlyn slowly put him into her mouth, bobbing up and down while taking a bit more each time. He was an average size, but that didn't mean it was an easy fit, especially for a girl with a gag reflex like hers. She was nothing if not determined, however, and she was soon moving rapidly, swallowing his cock and releasing it every second.

Jack's breathing was becoming heavier, with moans scattered in between, and she worried he might finish soon when he hadn't even been inside her. She removed his dick from her mouth and gave it a few more slow strokes as she returned her mouth to his. Then, she settled her pelvis over his and began again to grind in circles, this time with no fabric between them. She was soaking, which lubricated the movement and made it all the more pleasurable.

"Kaitlyn, you feel so fucking good," Jack said. Kaitlyn had dreamed those words coming from his mouth so many times, using them to bring herself to orgasm alone in her room, and now they were real. His erection rubbing on her clit felt amazing, addictive, irresistible. Still, she stopped grinding.

"Do you have a condom?" Kaitlyn asked. It had been a while since either of them had had a partner, so she wasn't sure.

"Yes," Jack responded. He seemed to turn a bit red as he reached into his bedside table, explaining, "I kept them around in case this moment ever came."

The buildup of not just her desire, but Jack's too, made every sensation that much more intense for Kaitlyn. Jack went to open the wrapper, but she took it from his hands and opened it herself, then removed herself from him to put the condom on his erection, now slick with her wetness.

"Do you want to fuck me?" No better way to make sure he was comfortable with this, Kaitlyn figured, and to get an ego boost at the same time.

Jack's answer gave her an ego boost for sure: "More than I've ever wanted anyone else." With that, she slid herself onto him. She'd forgotten how good it felt to have a dick inside of her after her recent dry spell. Instantly, she was moaning, biting her lip to keep from calling out his name until the right moment. She lifted herself off of him slowly, then fell into a fast rhythm, taking occasional breaks to grind against him while he was fully inside of her. His cock felt so good inside of her, filling her with pleasure that radiated throughout her. When she could force her eyes open, she watched Jack's face contort with pleasure, his chin sometimes thrown back in ecstasy. She kept moaning, as did Jack, and she barely noticed the soreness growing in her thighs. Still, it must have shown in her rhythm, because Jack pulled her off of him after a minute or two and slid off the bed. He pulled Kaitlyn to the edge of the bed and laid her there face down, lining himself up with her pussy.

Kaitlyn's entire body tingled with pleasure and anticipation, desperate for Jack to fuck her and make her body his. He slid into her slowly, and he continued with only gentle strokes for what felt like an eternity. Kaitlyn lay there, squirming under her desperation, loving the feeling of being filled but wishing he'd fuck her faster and harder.

"Please, faster, Jack," she moaned. She'd been saving his name for a special moment, and she knew this was it. He grabbed her by the waist and began to drill into her. The pleasure was overwhelming, and her mouth wouldn't close. She was moaning uncontrollably, accompanied by the sound of her ass slapping against Jack as he thrust and Jack's growing moans behind her. Suddenly, Jack turned her over and began to thrust inside her again, putting two fingers in his mouth to wet them before using them to circle her clit. With pleasure radiating from her clit and deep inside of her, Kaitlyn told Jack what she knew to be true.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

Jack smiled through his panting and kept his rhythm, though she could see in his face that he was nearing orgasm too and wanted to speed up. Soon, the pleasure rolled through Kaitlyn one last time, stronger, and she tensed up as it crashed, throwing her head back. Jack thrusted one more time and called out her name as he shuddered, falling partially on top of her.

Reality began to seep its way back into Kaitlyn's mind, and she worried that when it made its way back to Jack, he'd regret what happened. But after a minute of breathing together, Jack pulled out to clean himself up and returned to hold Kaitlyn in bed. As he rolled over and pulled her to his chest, Kaitlyn's worries melted away. She checked the clock - still 10 minutes until the others were supposed to be home. What could a couple minutes of cuddles hurt? She nuzzled into him and sighed.