The Breakup

"Oh, please..." She whispered, "Please, baby, please."

"Please what?" I nonchalantly asked.

"Don't make me say it..." She whimpered as she held on tightly to my shoulders. She literally sounded like she was in physical pain.

"How am I supposed to give you what you want if you won't even tell me what it is, hmm?" I whispered into her ear.

I decided to have more fun with her. I started kissing her neck and nibbling gently on her ear. I breathed heavily into her ear while I started to thrust my hard cock deeper and deeper into her incredibly tight pussy. She shuddered when my pelvis slapped against her clit and dug her nails even deeper into my back. I started to slow down my thrusts once again, and she grew more and more frustrated.

"Please, Jason," She moaned softly, "I'll do anything."

"Anything?"

"Anything, baby. Please."

"How about," I deliberately said, "telling me what it is you want?"

Tears began to well up in her eyes and soft moans escaped her pouty lips while she looked at me miserably. Normally, I would do anything to please a sad, pouty little girl, but I recognized this as one of her techniques to manipulate me, and decided I wasn't going to give in to her so easily.

I picked up the pace and within a few seconds I was full on fucking her. Her body was slamming against the wall behind her and her hands were grabbing on to me while her legs clenched around my waist. She squeezed her eyes shut and started to scream and beg in a mix of pain and pleasure, still insisting on not saying what I asked her to say.

I waited until she was only a matter of seconds close to an orgasm before I abruptly stopped fucking her and withdrew until my entire cock was almost out of her pussy. She looked frantic and she began yelling at me.

"No! No, Jason, please! You can't do this!"

"Say it."

"Please, make me cum!" She blurted out in frustration, almost before I was even done with my sentence. "I need to cum! Please!"

"And how do you suggest I do that?" I whispered into her ear.

"With your cock. Please. I really need you to fuck me."

I laughed and thrust my cock deep into her wet pussy once again. This girl, not even five minutes ago, was literally begging me not to fuck her. Now, not only is she begging me to fuck her, she's actually begging me to make her cum.

I fucked her furiously and passionately while she squirmed and moaned in my hands. Her moans were loud and she spoke incoherent words while I drove my cock into her. I heard the sound of her back slam against the wall and my pelvis slam against her thighs. Despite how tight she was, my cock slid in and out of her with unbelievable ease. She was so wet, I could hear the sound of her juices around my cock while I fucked her. In no time, her tight pussy started to clench around my cock and I knew she was very close this time.

"Cum for me, slut," I ordered her.

She was going to cum right there and then, anyway, but I intentionally said that, just to humiliate her even more, as if she'd cum at that moment just because I ordered her to. As soon as I finished my sentence, she immediately cried out and her pussy convulsed around my cock, milking it and sending me over the edge as well. While she came, she screamed and begged for me not to stop, and followed it by several 'thank you's. She kept on thanking me until both my orgasm and hers had subsided, and we just stood there staring at each other.

As soon as my orgasm was over, it all hit me. I'd just used my best friend of seven years for sex. I took advantage of her vulnerability and made her do things she possibly didn't want to do. I didn't do it for the sex. I don't know why I did it. What I knew was this: that was a really shitty thing to do.

"Are you gonna put me down?" Her voice brought me back to reality. She was smiling at me awkwardly.

"Oh. Right," I smiled back at her and gently lowered her back to the ground until she was on her feet again. My hands were still on her back and her were still on my shoulders. We both noticed, but neither of us did anything about it.

"Thank you," Sophie suddenly said while she looked up at me and smiled.

"What for?" I asked, genuinely surprised.

"Making me feel wanted again..." She blushed a little and smiled shyly at me.

I kissed her. I wanted to tell her that I loved her, but I wasn't sure if I did. I didn't know what I wanted from her or how I felt towards her. I just really, really, needed to kiss her. When we broke the kiss, she looked even more beautiful than she did before. Her big, brown eyes looked up at me while her lips smiled shyly. It felt so good to be so close to her but I felt horrible.

"I'm sorry," I remorsefully said.

"If you really want to make it up to me," She said playfully, "Call Sarah."

Sarah? I was confused. I was about to ask her what she was talking about before she kissed me, very suddenly.

"Tell her we won't make it to the camping trip," She continued, "and spend the night with me. I'll make you dinner."

"I can do that," I looked into her pretty eyes and involuntary smiled.

I ended up staying for three days, and I never got around to calling Sarah or any of our friends.