Best of Friends 09 - Talking Points

Noah opened the door to his dorm room and ushered Rachel inside, both sleepily walked towards his bed before collapsing in exhaustion. Noah glanced at his dorm mate's empty mattress, grateful they would have the place to themselves for tonight. The sounds of sporadic parties bled through the fifty-year-old window panes as Noah let out a long, exhausted sigh. As always, the room was far too hot. The ancient, always-running radiator was to thank for that. He felt Rachel curl up beside him as she too let out a sigh of relief.

No words were spoken; the two simply enjoyed each other's presence as Rachel gently rubbed Noah's chest.

In the silence, it didn't take long for Noah's memories to appear.

He heard Jack and Rachel's moans looping endlessly in his mind. Noah closed his eyes in an attempt to silence them, only to find Jack and Rachel there as well. He could see vivid images of Jack standing between Rachel's legs, fingering her aggressively as he slowly began to undo his pants.

He knew if he hadn't stopped them, Jack would have taken Rachel. He remembered Rachel's look of ecstasy, he remembered how she called out Jack's name.

She wanted him just as much as Jack wanted her.

If he hadn't stopped them... if he hadn't been there...

Noah felt the bulge in his pants swell. His mind flooded with a primal desire he had never felt before. He reached for Rachel, catching her smile as he pulled in her close for a kiss. She happily reciprocated, kissing him back deeply as she rolled on top of him.

Noah closed his eyes, he saw Jack on his bed with Rachel. Kissing her passionately as he watched from afar.

Rachel pushed her tongue gently into his mouth, and Noah sucked on it. He reached for her dress straps and slid them over her shoulders, exposing her perky breasts. Rachel shivered as she slowly undid Noah's pants. He eagerly assisted, pulling them down enough for his throbbing cock to spring out from under them.

Rachel slid her underwear to the side and placed the tip of his cock against her entrance. She was wet, Noah could feel her warmth as she easily sat down on him and, with a loud moan, began to ride him.

No, not riding him. She was riding Jack. Right in Noah's dorm bed, Jack was taking Rachel for himself.

He watched as Rachel arched her head backward and grinded on his cock with an even tempo.

Sweat glistened along her smooth skin. Noah felt her walls tighten around him, gripping his cock with overwhelming suction. Noah gasped at the sensation. No matter how many times they fucked, he was always blown away by how good Rachel felt. She placed both hands on his chest, then while looking him in the eyes, promptly began bouncing her ass on his cock. Steady, wet slaps filled the room as Rachel let out soft moans of pleasure. Noah felt the world shrink around him, it was absolute bliss. He closed his eyes in a desperate attempt to not cum early.

And in the darkness of his mind, Jack took his place. Gripping onto Rachel's hips, he pounded into her with all his might. Noah found himself in the corner of the room, watching helplessly as Rachel fucked the wealthiest, most attractive man in their school.

He couldn't get rid of him, he couldn't stop the images from flooding his mind. Jack was going to have Rachel whether or not Noah wanted it.

Rachel moaned, Noah felt her nails dig into his chest.

"Oh god, I'm getting close... oh my god!" She screamed.

Noah's body tightened as he felt himself nearing his climax. He grabbed onto Rachel's waist, and as his hands touched her, Jack once again took his place.

"I want to cum inside you," He said.

"Cum in me baby!" Rachel replied.

Noah watched Jack thrust upward, letting out a raspy moan as his seed poured inside Rachel. She, in turn, began to shake on top of him. Falling forward and resting on his chest while he continued to slowly thrust into her.

Heavy breaths followed. Noah felt himself coming back to his senses. Once again he was under Rachel.

Finally, they were alone.

He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed tightly.

"I love you," Noah said softly.

"I love you too," Rachel replied. She stayed in his embrace for a while, keeping Noah inside her as he went soft. "That felt amazing by the way."

"Yeah," Noah replied breathlessly. Flashes of Jack still swarmed his mind, though now, they were far less welcoming than before. Rachel gently kissed Noah's lips, then slowly stood to grab a tissue box from his small writing desk. Cum poured out of her, dripping over Noah's stomach as she covered her entrance with dainty fingers.

"Sorry," She said shly.

"It's fine," Noah replied, still lost in a haze of shame and endorphins.

Rachel promptly cleaned herself before handing the box to Noah.

"Thanks," He said. Wiping his cum lazily from his stomach.

Except, in his mind, it wasn't his. It was Jack who had Rachel, not him. It was Jack who had flirted with her, who had taken her to a fine dinner, who had primed her.

It was always Jack.

"What are you thinking about?" Rachel asked. Noah didn't feel the need to lie, it was likely Rachel was thinking about the same thing.

"What happened tonight," Noah replied.

"Me too," Rachel answered. Noah felt his heart rate increase.

"What did you think of it?" He asked. Rachel let out a sigh.

"It was... intense. I don't know, I'm not sure what to think of it if I'm being honest."

"But you liked it?" Noah asked. Rachel snuggled up beside him and laid her hand on his chest.

"I liked it when you liked it. If that makes any sense. At the beginning, when we were both getting excited about it, and when I was with Jack..."

Those words stung, but Noah took a deep breath.

"I think I get what you're saying," He answered.

"I hope I'm making sense, I really do. I was only enjoying myself when it seemed like you enjoyed yourself. But when you stormed off into that room... that terrified me. Absolutely terrified me. If I'm being honest, it makes me wonder if we shouldn't explore this further." Rachel's fingers trailed up and down Noah's chest. Her words were gentle and sincere, and Noah knew she wasn't wrong.

A normal couple would have every reason to end things here and now, Noah knew that. Rachel glanced up at him.

"You don't seem too eager to end it though..." She spoke affectionately. Noah could tell she was trying to understand him as much as he was trying to understand himself.

"I'm honestly not, and I don't know why. Yes, things were difficult around the balloon popping session. I lost it for a minute."

"Was it something I did?" Rachel asked.

"Well, you didn't really do anything wrong. It's more something you said that... well... it triggered some things for me. I tried to get over it, but it brought back memories..."

"What was it?"

"You said his name," As Noah spoke the words, Jack once again flooded his mind. He could hear Rachel's voice echoing, saying Jack's name with ecstasy.

What would have happened if Jack had found Rachel alone in her apartment? Would he have still invited her to dinner?

Would he have invited her back to his apartment?

Would Rachel have ended up moaning his name without Noah there?

Noah's stomach churned as his cock swelled.

"I'm sorry," Rachel said gently.

"You don't need to be sorry, it's more my issue. I know that."

"I know, but I just feel bad. I get worried for you. I only want to explore these kinds of things if it makes us both happy. I never want it to hurt you."

Noah paused for a moment.

"Is... is it bad that a part of me likes the hurt? The embarrassment?"

Rachel didn't answer right away. Her finger stopped on the center of Noah's chest.

"I mean, I'm not a therapist or anything, but maybe?"

"I was afraid you'd say that," Noah said. The two laughed together as Noah wrapped his arms around Rachel tightly.

"So you're telling me you like it when you get hurt like that?" She asked.

"Kind of."

"Kind of?"

"Yeah, kind of."

"That is so strange to me." Rachel shook her head and sighed. "Well, you need to know I love you very much, and I will NOT participate in actively hurting you. I guess that's my boundary to this thing, if I catch something is hurting you we need to talk about it, and I'm going to try to avoid that thing."

"That's... fair. Does that mean you don't want to continue exploring this?" Noah asked.

"For now, I'm open to continuing. It is fun, BUT if you have another outburst like that we will talk about it, and we will work on making sure those don't happen. I don't care if you 'kind of like it,' I love you too much to do that to you. Ok?"

"Alright." Noah's heart warmed. Rachel truly was one of a kind. He had never met someone as compassionate and as loving as her. "Thank you," He said.

"Of course. We are in this together, ok?"

"Ok."

The two kissed one another deeply, before lulling off into sleep.

Strange dreams followed Noah into his slumber, a deep echoing haunt of visions bored into his mind. He was back in the blue locker room, slumped on the ground with camera in hand, watching Rachel being pinned against the cold tile wall. Jack raised her in the air, fucking her hard as she screamed his name.

Noah kept his camera steady as they moved to the floor, then into the showers, then onto his bed which rested in the middle of the bathroom. Rachel was a sweaty mess, she shivered under Jack with every powerful thrust of his cock. Noah made sure to zoom in every time she came.

Then he appeared. Brian came in through a dark entrance, smiling wickedly as he made his way over to the bedside. Jack flipped Rachel's head over the bed's edge, and Brian immediately shoved his fat cock down her mouth. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them firmly as he began to slam his massive girth down her throat.

Noah could hear Rachel gagging, he tried to speak, but no words came out of his mouth. Instead, he held up his phone and made sure to keep all three in frame.

Rachel moaned as they double-penetrated her. As Jack slammed into her pussy so hard her ass and tits jiggled. As Brian let out a gasp and shoved his full length down her throat.

As they came inside her.

But this was a dream, and there was no end. The two continued to fuck Rachel mercilessly.

All the while, Noah never stopped recording.