Chapter 4 Vignette 4

I sat comfortably on my plush sofa, engrossed in my favourite book, "The Notebook" by Nicholas Sparks. Suddenly, Eugene burst into my door. His face looked flushed and reddened, his eyes welling up in tears.

I had never seen my best friend look like this, "Eugene, what is the matter with you?" I asked.

Eugene fought the tears that were about to fall as he sat next to me. "Scarlet broke up with me." He said,

"Wait, what? Why would she do that?" I asked, astonished.

"She told me she felt overwhelmed by my constant demand for s*x and that she couldn't continue anymore." Eugene said, the withheld tears finally trickling down his face.

My face turned sympathetic as I drew closer to him. I wiped off his tears and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Don't cry Eugene, you can always find someone else to satisfy your s*xual urge,"

Eugene turned to me, "someone else? You have no idea how hard it'll be to find someone so curvy, yet good in bed as Scarlet." He said,

"Don't say that, Eugene." I said softly. "You could always meet someone better than her."

Eugene sniffled, "but what should I do till I find another girl? How will I satisfy my s*xual urges till then?" He asked, looking straight into my eyes.

I took a deep breath, "maybe you could consider solo s*x. What do you think?"

Eugene sneered, "You know I don't do such. I need a girl who would satisfy me, not me satisfying myself!"

"Okay, fine. Eugene, how about you go home and take a relaxing bath, then tomorrow we can find alternatives for your situation."

"Tomorrow? but I already feel the urge at the moment. I can't wait till tomorrow." Eugene said,

Immediately, my eyes darted between his legs. His stiff c**k was visible through his black trousers.

Then I looked at him with suspicion. "What are your intentions, Eugene?"

"Maybe you could...Ummm...Maybe you could help me out." He said, stammering.

My face quickly wore a disapproving look, and I inched away from him, creating some distance, "No, Eugene. You know that this could ruin our friendship." I said.

"But what are friends for? Isn't it to help each other in times of need?" Eugene said, "I'm in a dire need for s*x and you really can't help me? Seriously, Nita?"

"Don't take it that way, Eugene. It's just that.."

Eugene cut in. "It's fine, I completely understand. I guess I'll be on my way now." Eugene said as he stood from the sofa. "Bye, Anita."

Eugene's words stung deep and it really felt like he was gaslighting me. But if that was the case, then his manipulations made a real impact on me.

I stood up from the sofa, "Eugene, wait," my voice brought a halt to his exit. "Maybe I could help you a little.. just a little."

A soft smile played on Eugene's lips as he came closer. "Thanks, Nita," Eugene said, extending his arms for a hug.

He put his arms around me, squeezing my torso in a really tight hug. I could feel his heartbeat through his warm chest.

As he brought his face closer to mine, he looked into my eyes while uncertainty washed me. I knew what we were about to do was a typical example of "destroying the friendship for the friendship's sake".

Slowly, and as if asking for permission, Eugene brought his face even closer to mine, his breath tickled my skin and I shut my eyes close.

The next thing I felt was Eugene's warm lips on mine. He kissed me slowly while leading me to the sofa, pulling my shoulder strap. My singlet fell from my shoulders down to my waist, uncovering my firm watermelon b**bs.

Eugene broke apart from me, his entire gaze moved to my b**bs. "You're beautiful," He whispered.

Then he went low, taking one of them in his mouth and squeezing the other one like a stress ball.

"Ahh! Oh my god, Eugene," I moaned when I felt his teeth on my n**ples.

After moments of sucking me, Eugene withdrew and looked at my face. "It's time for this, Nita." He said, pointing to his erected d**k which looked like it could tear the trousers apart if it wasn't satisfied soon.

Standing up, I pulled down my denim trousers. kneeling on the seat with my back to him, I relaxed my elbows on the headrest. My full a*s and p**sy was soothingly exposed to Eugene as I waited for him to bring out his c**k and f**k me.

Eugene unzipped his trousers and knelt behind me with his entire d**k out and ready to f**k. He put his both hands on my br**sts, our cheeks rubbed as his lower jaw relaxed on my shoulders while his d**k located my p**sy hole.

As his c**k dangled at the entrance of my p**sy, Eugene licked my cheek and trailed his tongue up to my ears. Gently and sweetly sucking it, he began to push himself really slowly inside me.

When his whole length finally entered, he began thrusting in and out steadily, his hands never leaving my breast. His waist collided with my bouncy a*s each time he thrusted in, and we both found ourselves moaning.

His energy seemed to increase with each passing moment, and the force he used to f**k me spiked. Soon, Eugene's hand moved from my breast to my cl*t. He rubbed it as he continued to f**k me. Our moans rose from quiet to loud.

At some point he slowed his pace. Each time he thrust in, he pushed my hips backward, causing his d**k to go deeper. And as y'all know, the deeper it is, the sweeter it gets.

I moaned uncontrollably, I never thought Eugene would be this good with s*x. He made me scream when he left his d**k in there for several seconds. He did it again, and by the third time, he resumed his fast thrusts. This time, he went faster than ever.

His hands resumed to my b**bs, squeezing them with more passion. At this point I knew he would soon c*m. And just as I speculated, Eugene began to fill my p**sy with his c*m.

He took out his c**k, stroked it a bit and gave me some sweet neck kisses before he put the satisfied d**k back into his trousers.

I dressed myself up with my face on the floor the whole time. "Thank you, Anita," Eugene said with no hint of guilt. "I hope you won't reject me when I come for it tomorrow."

"Eugene it's getting late, you need to be on your way now." I said blankly.

As I walked Eugene to the door, he smiled slyly at me before going away. Shutting the door behind me, I walked back to the sofa and touched my p**sy. I took out a finger covered in my own best friend's juices. I heaved a deep sigh, wondering if I did the right thing or not.