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My Boyfriend Justin And My Best Friend Kim

My friendship is renewed with Kim, and my love for Justin grows even more
“What page are you on?”

“Um, seventy-nine. You?”

“Ha! Eighty-four!”

“Yeah, but it’s really hard to focus on this stupid book when I’m sitting next to a beautiful girl like you.”

“Oh my god,” I said, laughing and blushing. “You are so sweet.”

I sat in the back of the school library with Justin. The two of us had started skipping lunch in the cafeteria to spend alone time in the library. I loved it because I got to spend even more time with him.

“Hey, Rachel.”

I looked up from my book and saw Kim Edwards. She had a nervous expression and sweat was visible on her forehead.

“Hey, Kim,” I said, smiling. “How are you?”

“Not too bad,” she said, nodding. “How are you guys? Like, relationship wise?”

“I think we’re great,” I said, taking my boyfriend’s hand. “You think so, Justin?”

“Yeah!” He said, smiling like a kid on Christmas morning. “I think we are too.”

“That’s great!” said Kim. “Hey so, can I talk to you for a minute?”

“Yeah, sure,” I said. “Um, Justin-”

“Don’t worry,” he said, getting up. “I need to get my notebook from my locker away.”

With that, Justin existed the library, leaving me alone with Kim at the table. It had been over a month since the two of us had been alone together. If you recall from my last story, Justin and I had been out on our one-month anniversary when we had seen Kim on a date with Carrie Cameron. That was two nights ago, and I wanted to speak to her again.

“How was your dinner Saturday?” Kim asked me.

“The dinner was fine. But the real fun was after dinner.” I smiled as I remembered Justin pushing me against the window of his car and kissing me. I felt my crotch get a little wet as I relived what happened after the kiss: me sucking his dick until he came, and he eating me out until I came.

“Right,” said Kim, rolling her eyes since she probably knew what I was talking about. “Anyway, I... I just wanted to apologize for the way I reacted a month ago. It was super immature for me to do that. You and Justin are so great together, and I see that now.”

“Thank you, Kim,” I said, smiling. “That’s really cool of you to say.”

“Well, I missed my best friend.”

We smiled at each other, and at that moment, all was forgiven. We were such good friends that sometimes we didn’t even need to say anything for us to have a conversation.

“So did I.” I stood up and hugged her. I really had missed her, and I was so happy to have her back in my life.

“So,” I said, sitting back down across from her. “You and Carrie?”

“Yeah,” she said, blushing. “She’s really sweet and understands me.”

“Well, I’m glad that you found someone. I really am.”

“So am I.”

Justin returned then with his notebook in his hands. “Oh, sorry, you guys need another minute?”

“No,” Kim said, standing. “I’ll leave you two love birds alone. Text me tonight, okay?”

“Yeah,” I said, smiling.

“You guys make peace?” asked Justin, sitting down next to me and watching Kim walk out the door.

“Yeah, we’re all good again.”

“That’s great.”

I looked at him and nodded. It was great that Kim and I were friends again, but I knew that it would be a while before we were back to normal.

I was sitting in my room doing my math homework (not really; I was thinking about Justin), when my phone rang. When I picked it up and saw whom it was, my heart picked up speed.

“Hello?” I asked nervously.

“Hey, Rachel. It’s Kim.”

“Oh, hey, Kim. Um… how are you?”

“I’m pretty good, thanks. You?”

“Uh, yeah,” I said, wanting the awkward small talk to end. “Yeah, I’m fine, thanks.”

“That’s good,” Kim said. “Hey, so… I just wanted to ask you something.”

“Sure, go for it.”

“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to come over tomorrow night and hang out?”

“Oh,” I said. Crap. I was supposed to go out with Justin. But I couldn’t tell her that, she’d be pissed. “Sorry, Kim, I can’t.”

“You going out with Justin?”

“Damn,” I said, laughing nervously. “You know me really well.”

“Yeah,” said Kim, laughing awkwardly.

“So can I come over another night?” I asked, praying that she’d understand.

“I have an idea,” said Kim. “How about you and Justin come over here tomorrow? I don’t know him very well, so this might be a good opportunity to get to know him. I mean, he is your boyfriend and I’m your best friend, I should at least kinda know him. Ya know?”

That was a horrible idea! Justin was the reason why we stopped being friends in the first place. How does inviting him over when we we’re trying to rebuild our friendship make any sense? But I didn’t want to make Kim mad again.

“Sure,” I said, shaking my head. “I’ll ask him and get back to you in a minute.”


I hung up and lay back on my bed. Would Justin be okay with going over there? It was suppose to be our night.

But I called him, knowing that I had to at least ask.

“Hey there, beautiful,” Justin said when he answered. “What’s up?”

“Nothing much,” I said, blushing. Whenever he called me ‘pretty’ or ‘beautiful’, my face would automatically turn red. The good thing was, he said I looked cute when I blushed.

“Hey, so, I know tomorrow’s suppose to be our night out-”

“But you want to go hang with Kim to try and fix things? I totally get it. We’ll just go out another on Saturday instead of Friday.”

“God damn, you too?” I blushed again. Everyone I cared about knew me so well.

“What?” Justin asked.

“Huh? Oh, never mind. Uh, yeah, Kim wants to hang tomorrow night.”

“Yeah, I said it’s fine if ya want to.”

“No, but,” I said, taking a deep breath. “She… she wants you to come too.”

“Huh? But that makes no sense.”

“I know it doesn’t, but, would you be okay with going with me?”

“For you, anything.”

“Will you stop being so cute and making me blush? This is serious.”

“Rach,” Justin said. “I’ll go. It’s okay. I want you two to be friends again, and if this helps make that happen, I’ll do it.”

“Wow,” I said, exhaling loudly, relieved. “Have I ever told you that you’re the best boyfriend ever?”

“Eh, once or twice.”

“Oh, thanks so much baby. God, I love you.”

“Love you too Rach.”

“I’ll call you back in a few.”

“Sounds good. Bye Rachel.”

“Bye Justin.” I hung up and called Kim back right away.

“So what he say?” Kim asked when she answered.

“He says he’ll come.”

“Oh, awesome! That’s great news. So I’ll see ya tomorrow night then okay? Come around seven.”

“I will.”

I leaned back against my pillow and sighed. I still didn’t think this was a good idea, but I had to trust Kim on this one.

When Justin parked his car next to Kim’s house, I quickly took his hand and looked at him.

“So, you’re sure about this?” I asked, watching his eyes closely to see if there was a flicker of doubt.

“Baby, I’m sure.”

Justin leaned over in the car and kissed me. As our lips met, all my nerves and fears went away. He always made me feel so secure.

We stepped out of the car and walked up to Kim’s front door. When she answered, she quickly pushed us up the stairs and into her room. But we weren’t the only ones there.

“Rachel, Justin, you both know Carrie, right?” Kim asked as she walked by us into the room.

“Um… yeah,” I said, flashing Kim a ‘what the fuck?’ look.

“I thought that if you were going to bring your boyfriend,” Kim said, ignoring my look. “It would only fair that I could bring my girlfriend.”

“You didn’t tell us that though!” I said, angrily.

“I thought I’d make it a surprise.”

Justin grabbed my hand and squeezed it gently. He knew I was pissed. What was Kim playing at? Did she really think inviting Justin and Carrie would solve our problems? Or did she think this was a joke and just wanted to mess with me?

“So what do you wanna do, Kim?” asked Carrie, who was sitting on Kim’s bed.

“Well,” started Kim. “I thought that since the four of us are in two different types of relationships, that we could sit and talk about them. You know, like, compare the two.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I yelled, now past my breaking point. “You brought me over here to compare? I thought we we’re going to try and fix our problems, not make them worse!”


“Back off, Justin,” I said, pushing his hand away from mine. “Kim, may I speak with you in private?”

There was a super awkward silence in the room. Finally, Kim nodded and the two of us walked out into the hallway. I noticed Kim give Carrie a strange glance, but I was too mad to think about it.

“What the hell is this about?” I said once the door was shut. “Kim, you know I was confused about my sexuality; and I still am. So you brought your girlfriend to tell me about how great being a lesbian is? I told you I’m straight!”

“You just said you were confused about it,” Kim said.

“Yes I am, because I’m an eighteen-year-old girl! All girls go through this! You just didn’t come out of it, but I did. Don’t try and change my mind.”

“Okay, “ Kim said softly. “I know this looks bad.”
“Fuck yeah, it does!”

“But, I promise I didn’t do this to change your mind. I accept the fact you’re straight just like you’ve accepted that I’m lesbian.”

“Then what is going on?”

“Carrie… well… she isn’t like you.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“Well…we had sex the other night and… well, she’s nowhere near as good as you.”


“Just listen,” said Kim, cutting me off. “So, I brought you over here to explain to her what you did when we had sex.”

“So why did you invite Justin?”

“Well, I was kind of hoping you’d… give a demonstration to Carrie, and I thought that Justin might enjoy watching it.”

I turned away and began walking down the hallway, stopped, and turned back to her. I could not believe what I was hearing. She had some nerve, asking me to come here tonight - but, was I really better at having lesbian sex than Carrie? She had been openly gay for years and I had...

Oh, fuck.

Damn. Kim knew me too well. She knew that by telling me that I was better that I would want to prove it. She tricked me into having sex with her, and I had fallen for it. Nice move Kim, nice move.

“Okay,” I said when I had thought this all through. “I’ll… I’ll do it. But, Kim, this is the last time, okay? I’m not even joking. I don’t want this to possibly affect Justin and me.”

To my surprise, Kim nodded yes.

I followed her back into the room where Justin was looking at the photos on her wall and Carrie was sitting on Kim’s bed, looking excited and completely turned on.

“I wanna tell Justin,” I told Kim, and grabbed his hand and walked back outside.

“Tell me what?” He asked, clearly nervous.

“Remember when I said that if Kim and I ever had sex again, I would tape it for you?”


“Well, you’re about to see it live.”

“What? That’s why Kim brought you here?”

“Yeah, it’s a long story. But… you’re okay with me doing this?”

“I guess so.”

“Oh, shut up and so stop being nice,” I said, laughing and pushing him lightly. “You’re about to see your girlfriend eat someone out. Of course you’re okay with it.”

Justin laughed, kissed me, and took off his shirt.

“Why?” I asked.

“To turn you on a bit,” he said, smiling.

“When we get home tonight,” I said. “you’re fucking me. Got it?”

He nodded and smiled.

“So that means,” I said, putting my hand on the doorknob, “if you’re gonna jerk during this, make sure you keep some for me.”

“Ugh,” he said, rolling his eyes. “I guess.”

I jumped into his arms and kissed him with all my might. He was so beautifully sarcastic, and I loved him so much.

“Hey! Let’s go guys!” called a voice from inside the room. I took a deep breath and entered the room.

“Alright so,” Carrie said. “Just act like we’re not even here.”

“Yeah,” said Justin. “Just do what you did before we started dating.”

I smiled at him and looked at Kim. My heart was pounding.

“Ready?” she asked.

I nodded.

She walked over to me, and kissed me. I had said earlier that kissing her felt natural, but now, it just felt strange. Oh thank god, I thought. This isn’t gonna make me question it anymore: I’m straight. Now I can just enjoy this one last time.

As Kim’s tongue entered my mouth, I fell backwards on the bed and began taking off my shirt. Kim broke away from me and smiled when she saw my bra.

“I missed those,” she whispered.

I raised my eyebrows as I reached behind me, unclipped my bra, and let it fall off me, reveling my tits. Kim leaned over and put her mouth on my nipple.

“Oh,” I moaned while reaching around her and pulling her shirt and bra off.

She looked up and smiled at me as she began to run her hands down my stomach towards my pants. But I was faster. I pushed her backwards and climbed on top of her. Winking at Justin, I reached my hand into her jeans and rubbed her pussy through her panties.

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned. “Ugh, that feels so good.”

I unbuttoned her pants and slid them off her, leaving her in just her soaked panties. I then quickly ripped them off of her, and buried my face in her pussy.

“Oh! Oh! My God that feels so good! Oh shit, don’t stop! Oh God, don’t stop!”

I shoved my finger deep inside her and found her g-spot.

“Oh, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Rachel, that’s so good! Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh, please don’t stop! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

I could begin to feel her pussy tense up, and I knew she was close. So I stopped licking up and down her lips, and focused directly on her clit.

“Oh! Oh! Shit! Shit! Oh, fuck me! Fuck! Rachel, I’m close! Oh, please make me come Rach! Please make me come!”

I picked up the speed of my tongue and finger.

“I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come! Shit, Rachel! Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come!”

I felt her pussy convulse around me, and her come sprayed me like a watering hose. I eagerly lapped it all up, but did not stop pumping my fingers in and out of her. I knew she was a squirter, and I was gonna make her squirt like never before.

“Oh, shit!” she yelled at the top of her lungs.

I felt her pussy contract for a second time, and I pulled my head away, waiting for the stream to hit me in the face. Sure enough, her come splashed into my open mouth, and I drank it all up like a thirsty dog.

Finally, her contractions stopped and her breathing became more regular. She sat up and smiled at me.

“Thank you, Rachel,” she said. “Thank you.”

I nodded, still wiping her come out of my eyes.

“And that’s how it’s done Carrie,” Kim said, turning to face her girlfriend. “That’s how to make me come.”

I looked over at the two spectators. Both had taken all their clothes off, Carrie had two fingers in her pussy, and Justin had his right hand around his dick.

“Wait,” I said to Kim, who was sitting up. “What about me? Aren’t you gonna eat me out?”

“I think I’ll let your boyfriend do that,” Kim said, smiling. “I hear that his tongue is better than mine and his dick feels better than my fingers.”

I looked at Justin, who was sitting on the edge of his chair, waiting for me to tell him to come over. I then looked back at Kim.

“Thank you again, Rachel,” she said.

“My pleasure.”

I hugged her. Our friendship was renewed.

“So, we’ll leave you two alone,” Kim said, taking Carrie’s hand in hers. “But Justin, try and not get your come on my bed. You get can hers on there, but not yours. Sorry, nothing personal. I like girl come more than guy come.”

Kim smiled at me one last time as she left the room with Carrie. That left me alone in her room with Justin.

“Justin,” I said, unzipping my jeans.


“Come fuck me.”

He smiled as he stood up and sat down next to me.

“Here,” he said. “Let me help.”

He removed my hands from my zipper and replaced them with his. He then pulled off my jeans and drenched panties, pushed me back, and dug his tongue into my pussy.

“Oh, fuck!” I moaned as he ran his tongue up and down my pussy lips. He then spread my lips with his fingers, and began making circles around my clit.

“Oh, fuck! Justin! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Don’t stop baby! Oh, please don’t stop!”

My head was racing; the room was beginning to spin. I was about to come harder than ever before.

“Fuck! Fuck! Oh! Justin! Oh, fuck, Justin! Oh! Fuck! Baby, I’m gonna come! Oh, fuck! Justin, I’m gonna come! Oh, fuck me! Fuck me! I’m gonna come!”

My toes curled as I felt my juices shoot out of me.

“Oh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I’m coming! I’m coming! Ohh! Fuck!”

My pussy pulsated so rapidly that I screamed out. It actually was starting to feel so good that it hurt.

“Oh! Please, Justin! Easy! Easy!”

He instantly let up, and I began my return from cloud nine.

Once the last of my contractions stopped, I sat up and looked at my boyfriend. His hair was soaked, like he had just come out of a swimming pool.

“Holy crap, Rach,” he said, rubbing his face. “I didn’t know a person could have so much come.”

“I didn’t hurt you did I baby?” I asked, nervously.

“Eh, a little,” he said, smiling. “But worth it.”

“Let me make it up to you.”

I grabbed his dick and shoved it into my wet pussy. I knew I was gonna be sore for weeks, but at the time, I really could care less.

“Oh, fuck me! Oh! Oh! Oh! Justin, keeping ramming me with that dick!”

“Oh! Oh! You’re so wet Rach! I’m just sliding in and out really fast! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! I’m gonna come! Oh, Rachel! I’m gonna come!”

“Spray it all over me baby!” I yelled as he pulled out of me and I got down in front of his dick.

“I’m coming! I’m coming! Rach, I’m coming!”

I wrapped my mouth around his cock, and felt his hot come shoot into my mouth and slide down my throat. His dick pulsated over and over again in my mouth. As soon as I thought I might drown, he pulled out of me. I swallowed all of his jizz and smacked my lips when I finished.

“Holy shit,” Justin said, lying back on Kim’s bed. “Wow.”

“Yeah,” I said, panting. “Wow.”

We sat in silence for a minute before getting up and dressing.

“That was very considerate of you to swallow all of that so it didn’t get on her bed,” Justin said as he opened the door for me.

“Oh yeah,” I said, laughing. “To be honest, I just wanted to swallow all of it anyway. God, I’m such a slut.”

“Maybe,” Justin said, taking my hand. “But you’re so much more to me than that.”

“Wait,” I said, pushing his face away. “Don’t kiss me yet. I still have your come in my mouth.”

“I don’t care baby,” he said.

He kissed me, and I felt the most amazing rush run through my body. Fireworks blasted off around us and nothing in the world seemed to matter. Just him and me.

“Whoa,” I said when we broke apart.

“Yeah,” he said, smiling. He was so fucking cute.

“Well, lets get going,” I said, taking his hand. “But first, I need to say goodbye to Kim. Do you know where she is?”

“Oh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh, shit Carrie! I’m gonna come!”

“Sounds like your demonstration worked,” said Justin.

“You know what,” I said, laughing. “I’ll just text her later.”

“Seems smart.”

He wrapped his arm around me, and we walked downstairs and out into the cool April air. It felt so right being with him now.

“Hey, Rachel,” Justin asked when we got into his car.


“Well… prom is in a few weeks and… I wanted to know if you would go with me?”

“Are you serous?” I asked, laughing. “You have doubt that I wouldn’t go with you?”

“I just wanted to make sure,” he said, blushing.

“Justin,” I said, putting my hand on his face. “Yes. I will go to prom with you.”

He smiled, and I smiled right back. He kissed me, and I kissed him right back.

That was the moment I realized something. I was in love with Justin Hall. 

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