Guys know you don’t betray a friend with his girl, no matter how hot

The first time I laid eyes on Jasmine I knew I just had to have her. God, she was beautiful! Her long, dark hair, all silky and shiny, flowed down her back. Her big brown eyes made her look so soft and innocent. She was a petite girl with big-ass boobs. That’s just the way I like them.

But she was married to my friend Luke. He cheated on her left and right, but she stood by him. Many in our group that hung around together, especially the guys, thought Luke was a dick for doing that to Jas­mine. She was such a good girl. But Luke was Luke, and as he liked to tell it, she was totally on board with his cheating ways.

One time when we were all going out to shoot some pool, Luke phoned to ask me to pick Jas up for him because he was getting his rocks off by the bartender he’d been scoping out for a month. He was a chaser, but once he made the conquest he left them right where he finished unloading on them, regardless of how much they begged him to stay.

Anyway, he tells me this babe is finally giving it up to him. In fact, she was blowing him while he was on the phone with me—what a classy guy! I told him it was no problem, and as we were hanging up I heard him tell the blowjob babe, “That’s it, bitch, suck it right down to my balls.”

Really! What the hell did women see in him?

I cleared my mind of that scenario and concentrated on picking up Jas. It’s not like I’ve never been alone with her, but this evening I was feeling especially bold. I just wanted to feel her out, to see where things really stood with her and Luke. Maybe she’d be pissed that he didn’t come to get her tonight and ask me where he was. What would I say? He always told us she was “on board” with his playing-around bullshit, but could I actually tell her that the last I spoke to him he was feeding his dick down some bartender’s throat? Well, maybe she wouldn’t ask!

As I neared Jasmine’s house, she was already waiting outside, and looking at me with confusion. I guess she was surprised after all that it was me and not Luke that had come to get her. I braced myself for the question and decided to just tell her that he asked me to pick her up and that was it.

As I got closer, I noticed Jas was wearing a tube top that was stretched across her generous tits. Her nipples were erect and on full display to my hungry eyes. She also had on a short skirt and high heels. Her hair was down, and as she got in the car I immediately smelled the sweet, clean smell of perfection that she embodies. My dick was hard in a second.

We kissed each other on the cheek as we always did, and I waited for her to strap in. As she did, she asked where Luke was. I said I wasn’t sure, that he just asked me to pick her up for him. She looked at me un­believingly. Her head was tilted slightly, her eyes half slits, as she took my chin in her hand and turned my head to face her. “Are you sure you don’t know where he is, Daniel?”

Fuck! Now what do I say? Lie to her? Tell her? My mind was going 100 miles per hour, with no result.

“He’s fucking some little skank again, isn’t he?”

Skank? Did this sweet angel say skank? Jas­mine, in all the time I’ve known her, never said so much as “hell.” Now she’s calling some­one a skank?

“Jasmine, we don’t tell each other every little detail of our lives. He called me and asked—”
She cut me off. “Don’t hand me that shit!”

Shit, now? Uh-oh, I don’t know what had gotten into her, but she was pissed.
“Every fucking time he’s late or not showing up or sending one of you guys to get me, he’s got some whore on his knob. You know it and I know it.”

“Jasmine, please, I can’t say one way or the other. You know how Luke is. It’s no secret that—”
Again she jumped in. “No secret that what? That he’s a fucking pig? That his dick has been in more holes than a gopher?”

I busted out laughing, which made her laugh. “A go­pher?” I said. “What the fuck is that about?” Luckily, she was laughing right along with me. God, she has a beautiful smile!

Once we got the giggles out, she said, “I know what he is and how he is, Daniel. I’m not blind or a fool. You all might think so, but I’m not, really.” She paused, then said, “Daniel, do you think I’m pretty?”

Was she serious? No, Jasmine, I think you’re the hottest piece of ass I’ve ever had the pleasure to stroke my cock to. Of course I didn’t say this to her, but good Lord, I thought about it. I looked right in her big beautiful brown eyes and told her the truth. “Jasmine, you’re a gorgeous, desira­ble woman. Any man would kill to be with you.”

“Would you, Daniel?” she said. “Would you kill to be with me?”

Okay, so now I’m sitting there, and my mind is reeling with the fact that this woman came out all gangbusters and cursing about Luke and his whores and now she wants to know if I’d really kill for her. I was a little nervous to respond. Hey, who knows, maybe she’d had enough of it and really wanted me to whack Luke!

As if sensing what was going on in my mind, she said, “Daniel, do you really, really think that I think you would kill to be with me? Jeez, relax! I just want to know if you’ve ever thought about being with me.”

Whew, what a relief! “Jas­mine, to be completely honest, and I hope you take this as a compliment because that’s how it’s intended, I have often used images of you and what I would love to do with you, given the chance, as jerk-off fodder. Trust me, I’d love nothing more that to be with you. But we know that can’t happen.”

In the time it would take you to say hello, she was on me. Her mouth was searching mine, and finding my tongue, she proceeded to suck it into her mouth and lightly bite it. Holy shit, that was intense! I couldn’t help myself. Her mouth was amaz­ing, so I started to kiss her back. I could hardly breathe as our mouths mashed against each other. If this was the way I was to die, so be it—heaven in a tube top!

Before I knew it, she was undoing my jeans and pulling out my cock. In a second she had my meat down her throat and she was hum­ming on my boner. God, she was good! I tried to pull her off so I could last a bit, but she wouldn’t budge, and the more I tried, the harder she sucked, and the harder she sucked, well, you can imagine.

I yelled that I was going to come, to give her warning, but she just took more of me in her mouth and tickled my balls. That was it! I shot off like a rocket, spraying spurt after spurt of joy juice in her hot, sucking mouth. I was so out of breath, my heart was beating out of my chest.

Jasmine came up to share my jism with me. I had never done that before and tried to turn my head, but she wouldn’t let me. She proceeded to give me an earth-shattering kiss while she slid some of my come in my mouth with her tongue. I liked it, a lot!

As I went for her tits, she pulled away. “Daniel, do you want to fuck my hot pussy? Would you eat me till I come all over your face?”

I said, “Jasmine, just you talking dirty like this has me ready to go off again. I’ll eat you, suck you, diddle your clit until you scream that you can’t take anymore, then fuck you like a dog in heat! I’ll do whatever you want me to do, baby. You make me so fucking crazy, I want to bend you over the hood of this car and pull your panties down and give you the fucking of a lifetime.”

As I said this, I saw movement from outside the car. It was Luke! Holy shit, I thought, I’m a dead man! But what happened next was one for the books. Even I couldn’t have predicted an ending quite as shocking.

Luke opened Jasmine’s door and offered his hand to help her out. As she got out, she said, “Did you see it? Did you enjoy yourself?”

As I tried to grasp what was going on, Luke stuck his head in the car and asked if I wanted to come in and continue what we started. All I could muster was a “what?” Luke asked again if I wanted to come in the house and do all those nasty things I told Jasmine I wanted to do to her.

“Are you fucking serious?” I said. “What the fuck just happened? You’re not mad? Don’t you want to kill me?”

Luke looked at Jasmine, who by this time had gotten up on the hood of the car and plastered her sweet snatch against the window right in front of me. She was laughing and rubbing her crotch (it was panty­less). Her pussy was so wet that if the glass weren’t there, I’d have jumped on it and not let go till she was writhing with orgasm—oh, and if Luke wasn’t there either.

I was shaken from my fan­tasy, and took my eyes away from the grinding pussy of the girl I wanted so badly, when I heard Luke’s voice. “Dude, come on in and fuck her. Do to her what you just told her you wanted to do. I told you before Jasmine knows and is on board with all that I do. And tonight she wanted to punk you.”

As Jasmine slid off the hood, she took me by my hand and led me in the house. My mind was still in a fog as I tried to get a grip on the fact that I was set up by an angel. This angel was a dirty little devil, and I proceeded to do all those naughty, nasty things I said I would, and more. And now Jasmine, Luke and I are often in the throes of a kinky threesome. If getting set up has these rewards, consider me punked and happy!

—D.F., Red Deer, Alberta