Part 2: Compensation
It had been three weeks since my boyfriend Nathan had walked in on my best friend Lacey and me having sex in the girl's locker room. He had walked right in when Lacey was eating me out, and then Lacey forced him to have sex with her with I ate her out. It was so humiliating, even if it made me hornier than I'd ever felt in my life.
Nathan made me promise never to let Lacey touch me again, and I readily agreed. Nathan is my one true love, and I would never let something as trivial as sex come between us. I pledged to him that I would remain faithful forever, and immediately cease my almost-daily transgressions with my best friend. It wasn't ea to promise him this, since Lacey and I had been lovers since middle school.
It turns out, though, that the promising was the easy part. Two weeks after our threesome in the showers, and the night before the first day of our senior year of high school, I went over to Lacey's house to watch movies and kill some time while Nathan was at work. Lacey had already accepted the fact (or so I thought) that me and her could only be friends, and we had managed to hang out together several times without getting naked or touching each other anywhere we weren't supposed to. It had been nice, hanging out with her just as friends again, but my lust for her tanned perfect body nearly drove me insane. I felt itchy all over every time I looked at her, and my pussy constantly stayed wet in anticipation the whole time we were together.
Well that night we were laying on the bed in our tight jeans and t-shirts, when Lacey's leg happened to brush against mine. I didn't think anything of it, but then we were playing footsie, and the next thing I knew, she was rolling me over and climbing on top of me. She quickly began to squeeze my firm breasts through my thin shirt, then bent down and thrust her tongue into my waiting eager mouth.
"Stop," I pleaded. "I don't want to ruin things with Nathan.
But before I knew it, she was tearing off my jeans and furiously rubbing my cunt through my thin pink panties. I begged her to slow down, all the while bucking my hips under the unbearable pressure of her slim prodding fingers. Then she reached down under the bed with her other hand, and pulled out her favorite dildo: a black bumpy rubber shaft that she had fucked me with many times before.
"Don't worry, Anna. This'll only take a minute," she said, grinning savagely.
Then she pulled my panties down to my knees and started fucking my tight little cunt with that huge dildo. It didn't take me long to explode into a searing shrieking orgasm, and I squirted my juices all over Lacey's bedspread while my legs flailed around under Lacey's strong grip. I went home shortly after that, too ashamed to meet Lacey's taunting brown eyes.
Well, a week later, Lacey invited me over to her house again to spend the night, and I couldn't refuse. I figured that I had already violated my trust with Nathan, so one more little fling couldn't make things any worse. The plan was to slowly reduce my erotic activities with Lacey to maybe once a week, then hopefully in time, to none at all. I reasoned that such a strong sexual bond couldn't be severed all at once, but had to slowly be worked apart.
Nathan didn't mind letting me go to Lacey's, because he still believed that I would be faithful to him. I was so ashamed that he still trusted me, even though I was a terrible treacherous girlfriend, and had betrayed him nearly at the first opportunity to let me best friend back into my panties.
I showed up a Lacey's house at eight o'clock that night in my pajamas. I didn't really need anything else, since Lacey and I always shared the same bed. My PJs were very cute: an outfit that Nathan had bought for me last Christmas. They consisted of red plaid pajama bottoms that fit snugly at my butt and helped show off my nice ass, a pair of pink boyshort panties with hearts, and a matching pink heart bra. I had a thin white t-shirt over the top, but it was kind of sheer and you could easily see the bra through it.
Lacey greeted me at the door, looking amazing in a pair of cut-off gym shorts. They were so short, that I could see the edges of her black panties underneath. On top, she only wore a thin t-shirt, and I could tell by her poking-out nipples that she didn't have a bra on. Just from looking at her, I started to get wet between my legs, and I wanted to leap forward into her strong slender arms.
"Anna, I'm so glad you made it!" Lacey exclaimed, leaning forward and giving me a hard open-mouthed kiss. "Quick, let's go upstairs to my room. I've got a surprise for you!"
Before I could apologize for storming out last time, she was pulling me by the hand upstairs. My whole body was tingling now, getting ready to surrender to Lacey's bold advances. I wanted her to take me like she'd done so many times before, pleasuring me like no one else could and taking her brutal satisfaction from me any way she desired. Once in her room, I stopped all of a sudden, shocked by the sight of her boyfriend Craig sitting on the bed.
"What's he doing here?" I asked nervously, already panting a little in anticipation.
"Um, he's my boyfriend, Anna. We hang out all the time."
"Yeah, but I thought tonight was—just us."
Lacey smiled wickedly. "Oh, you wanted me all to yourself, did you?"
"No, it's not that—"
Craig stood up from the bed, looking me over with a creepy expression. "Wow, your friend is really hot, Lacey. You sure she's 18? She looks like she's still a freshman."
"See the thing is, Anna... you owe me."
