It Doesn't Count...

Lana knew she shouldn't be in front of Jake's house and yet, there she was. With a 12 pack. She's such a sucker.

Em, his girlfriend and Lanas friend, had called Lana, asking her to mail her one of her bathing suits and Jake being Jake couldn't find it - could Lana just see if she could find it and then mail it to Ems family home in Greece?

Sure, Lana thought. Innocent enough. Until Jake had texted her.

Hey, since you're coming by, grab some beer and hang out.

Lanas heart jumped at that and recognized some not so innocent feelings blooming through her. Now that she was here, she thought she had a better grip on her crush on Jake. He was her best friends boyfriend. He wasn't interested in her like that. Faced with those two facts, Lana felt satisfied and knocked.

Jake opened the door shirtless, and Lana couldn't help it - she stared. She wanted to put her hands on that trail of hair leading down his pants, licking slowly as she gets to the tip of what she's looking for.

"Hey. Thanks for grabbing the beer, you coming in?" Jake said.

Lana shook out of it and smiled, pushing through her less than innocent thoughts. "Yea, thanks for letting me in. Em said you couldn't find her bathing suit?"

Jake rolled his eyes. "Yea, she's got a million and she only explained it by the cut of it - I don't know what that means." Lana nodded along and together, they walked towards his bedroom.

Once there, Lana looked around. "I don't want to go through your personal stuff - which drawer is it? Would you mind holding them up to me and I can maybe take pictures for her or eliminate some?"

Jake nodded and made his way to Ems drawer. Once in tow, he dumped in on the bed.

"You can sit, Lana."

Keeping it cool, Lana sat and started going through the pile in front of her. Working in silence, Jake held up a bathing suit while Lana decided to either photograph it or toss it to the side. They worked fast, until the last yellow swimsuit.

Lana wasn't sure what to do - she had taken a lot of pictures already and she knew Em would be annoyed at a million pictures. She had to narrow it down to 3.

"Why don't you try it on? Then we'll have a better idea of what we're looking at." Jake said.

Lana considered this - it wasn't a bad idea but still she hesitated. Was this stepping a line?

No, she thought. After all, she's only helping a friend.

"Okay. Why don't you turn around and I'll just get changed here?" Jake shrugged and turned and Lana started getting undressed.

That part was fine, easy even. But putting on the bathing suit was a nightmare. This thing had string upon string and she could not figure out where it went. Finally, she was forced to admit that she needed help tying it up properly.

"Jake, I'm sorry to ask, can you help tie this string at my back?" Lana did blush at that. The string was short and he'd get dangerously close to her breasts. Her nipples went hard thinking about it and she could feel her pussy starting to throb.

"No need to be sorry Lana." Jake said, making his way to her.

He was here now, and Lana could feel his chest against her back, warm and big. God she wanted to touch him. For him to touch her.

Jake picked up the strings, his fingers brushing the side of breasts and Lana caught her breath.

"Is there a reason you're breathing like that?"

Lana didn't realize he was paying attention.

"Did you like that, Lana? Me, barely touching you?"

Lana's mouth went dry, unsure of what to say next. "Jake, you know I can't answer that" but her trembling voice gives her away.

"All we're doing is helping Em out." His fingers tied a loose knot, but doesn't stop caressing her. "I might have tied this too loose, I'll need to fix it." And with that, his fingers brush along her breasts and it takes everything in her not to moan. He trails his thumb over her bikini top, her nipples eagerly responding to the touch.

"I wouldn't want to let this drop, now would I?" and with that whisper in her ear, he closes the distance between the two of them. Lana can feel his dick pressed hard against her ass and against her better judgement, she pushes back, eager for any sort of movement.

"Answer me, Lana." He rubs her nipples. "Do you want me to stop and take the chance of your top falling? Seeing you topless, now that might be crossing a line." She can feel his erection sliding along her ass with every word and all she wants is more.

"No, we, ahh, wouldn't want that." she replies.

"Exactly. Although if it were fall, I wouldn't be able to see your beautiful tits, since your back is to me, so it wouldn't be that bad, would it?" As he asks, his fingers move from her nipples and barely hover over her bare skin. She tries to arch more to finally feel his touch, but he pulls away.

"Would it, Lana? You need to answer me."

Lost in the physical reaction her body was having to him, she shakes her head slowly. "No," she says "It wouldn't be that bad"

And with that admission, his fingers slip through the bikini top and stops short of her nipples, until he grabs her whole breast with his hands, squeezing and rolling and the top just falls.

"Ah fuck, Lana, your tits feel amazing. I bet they taste even better too."

"I bet they'd feel so good in your mouth" Lana admits. Jake chuckles against her ear, kneading her breasts slowly. She wanted more and could feel by the size and hardness of his erection, he wanted more as well. As she moaned a little louder, he suddenly steps back, leaving her to scramble to press the bikini top against her chest so it doesn't fall. What they were doing was bad, but they haven't crossed any serious lines.... right?

He did step away after all, Lana thought. Maybe this was enough for him. Her stomach churned with disappointment and when she turned around to look at him, she found him laying down on the bed, on top of Ems bathing suits, eyes closed.

His voice was deep and almost a growl. "Are you going to come here?"

Lana hesitated. This was Jake and Ems bed - she wouldn't want to do anything too serious. Maybe the physical reminder of the bed being theirs would help her calm down, Lana thought. But her pussy throbbed and her nipples begged to be touched. She wasn't sure how much control she really had, especially with her body giving in so fast to Jake.

She walked closer, slowly, while Jake still had his eyes closed.

"Come on Lana," he murmured. "I don't bite, unless you want me to" and with that, smiled. "Come sit on me. I won't look. This is for Em, we need to see if this bathing suit feels like the one she's looking for."

Lana barely nodded, almost in a trance, as she reaches the bed. True to his words, his eyes were still closed, and Lana sat on his lap, legs open and stretched around him. His hands caressed her hips and left a scorching heat in the slow circles his thumb was rubbing against her bare skin. He had found the cut outs in the bathing suit even with his eyes closed and it made her rock her hips against him, just a little.

With every rock, she could her him grunt a little and she savored that sound. She wanted more.

What did they say earlier? It doesn't count if he's not looking. Besides, this was just a little bit of fun, Lana told herself. No lines had been crossed. He hadn't even tried to take a look, just let his hand wander where they may.

With that justification, Lana pushed things a little further and removed the weak knot he had tied. She reached for his hands, which were dangerously close to feeling how wet she was, and put one on her breast and another one near her mouth to lick his index finger.

"Fuck Lana, what I would do to have that tongue on my dick." He said, as his thumb circled around her nipple.

Lana rubbed herself harder on him - but it's alright, she told herself. He was wearing shorts, and couldn't see the wet spot she was making. It doesn't count.

Lana leaned over to his ear as her bare breast touched his chest. "Open your mouth" and eagerly, Jake opened. Lana wasted no time and brought her breast to his lips and tongue and he lapped at them like a man starved. He took a breast in his mouth and licked her nipple followed by some teeth nips, which made Lana want to cum right there and then.

In her haze, she recognized that now, this was a line they were crossing. As he alternated which nipple he gave attention to, Lana drew back.

"We should stop here." She said, in a shaky breath. She did not want to stop. She wanted him to fuck her raw on top of her best friends bed. But she couldn't do that to Em (could she?)

Jake grabbed her hips with that statement and opened his eyes. "God, they look even better than they felt, and they felt amazing". "So fucking big, I can picture my cock sliding in between your tits." His eyes were hungry and his hands once again made their way from her hips to her chest, delighting in every little gasp she gave along the way.

"What's the matter, Lana? Are you not having fun?" His hands were no longer touching her except for one finger, leaving ghost touches as he barely traced her back, her ass, her thighs. "We're not doing anything wrong, are we? Em has been wanting us to hang out for ages - that's all we're doing, getting to know one another". He continues with his fingers, barely touching her and stopping short of entrance.

"I can feel how wet you are, Lana. Is that for me?"

His fingers traced her vulva through the bathing suit, causing her to gasp and almost beg for more. She was lost in a fog, and needed, wanted more of him.

"Answer me, Lana." As his fingers continued to toy with her, barely touching her, but enough to drive her over the edge.

"Oh god, Jake", she moaned, moving against his fingers. "Yes, it's for you, its all for you".

And with that, his fingers slid inside the bottom of the suit, and Jake felt how wet she was for the first time.

"Fuck Lana, I love how wet your pussy is. All for me. My little slut - you like this, don't you? Making me want you? Making me want to fuck you raw on this bed and cum on your giant tits?"

Lana rode himself against his fingers. "Yes!" and just like that, Jake removed his fingers and the sensation of being empty hit her hard. She watched him lick his fingers of her wetness.

"Someone once told me it doesn't count if you make yourself cum", he said. "Of course, you can use any and all tools at your disposal...."

Lana needed relief. She was so close, so wet, so fucking horny, she'd do anything he'd ask just to have him inside of her. Any shred of Em was completely gone from her mind.

"Oh, really?" She whispers back. "In that case..." and without even finishing her sentence, Lana teases Jakes shorts off. She could see his dick, hard and demanding, through his boxers and she almost salivated at the thought of having it.

Moving her hand from his chest, she snakes it down until she makes contact with his dick. She doesn't grab it, not just yet. She trails her fingernails over his balls first and the base, liking the reaction she got out of him. She wants him as needy as she is, she realized. And she has the power now to make it happen.

Grabbing his dick, she moves her pussy closer. She positions herself just so the tip, and only the tip can feel how wet she is for him, and Jake lets out a long "fuuuuck".

She doesn't let him in. Instead, she uses his dick as her toy, rubbing against her clit and her opening, losing herself in the sensation.

"Fuck, Lana, you're so fucking hot using me as your toy." Jake grunts. "You like my dick as your own dildo?" His head was now circling her clit and she almost couldn't answer.

"Do you like having me use you to cum?" she countered back. "Oh god Jake, I'm so fucking close and your dick feels so big in my hand. I want to cum on your dick, I want to feel how hard you are inside me. Oh fuck, Jake, I think I'm.... oh god, I'm..." And with that, Jake's dick found its way inside Lana, and Jake thrusted inside of her as she cum on him.

"That's right Lana, cum on my dick! Ride me until you're all drawn out, I want to see those tits bounce."

Lana, obliged happily, cumming hard and bouncing on him. As she soon as she came down from her high, he flipped her over.

"You got to use me to cum," Jake smiled. "Now, I get to use you."

On her back now, Jake lifted her legs over his shoulder and drove himself further in her. She felt so fucking full of him and she loved it. He fucked her hard, with one hand on her neck and another on her leg.

"Yea, you fucking love this, fucking me on your best friends clothes."

Lana couldn't disagree and moaned in response to him squeezing her neck a little harder.

"God, I fucking love your tits. I want to see them covered in my cum."

"I want you to fuck my tits Jake, oh god, please fuck them"

Lana could feel a second orgasm building if they kept talking like this. He smiled wolfishly at her and slowly pulled out of her.

"I'm going to use your tits as my personal play toy. Hold them." Lana eagerly obeyed. Slowly, he slid right in and Lana licked the tip of his dick as he reached the top. He moaned, and Lana used one of her hand to rub herself, needing another release.

"I'm so fucking close to cumming. Look at what you're making me do, with these beautiful tits - so fucking big, I want to fuck them forever". Jake sped up his intensity and Lana was too close to stop.

"Can you fuck Em like this?"

"Fuck no, hers don't compare. Not as big or soft" He answered with another thrust and with that one, Jake started to cum. He slid in and out as he cummed all over her, pushing Lana to the end and finishing alongside with him.

Both of them laid there, out of breath, the realization of what just happened hitting them at once. And yet, neither of them could feel guilty.

"It doesn't count if I don't cum in you." Jake said, with a lazy smile.