Free The Country Club by Tim Miller

“I’m being rude, I’m sorry. I’m Denny. And you’re Joel I know. So I know you all came in together. You have another friend down there, but we’ll worry about her later. The guys who brought you in told me you, Mr. Joel may have a thing for little Crystal here. Is that right?”
         Joel was caught off guard by the question as he looked at Crystal.
         “Um, no?” he said.
         “Oh. Come on! She is a hot little thing. Look at that body on her! Look, I’m gonna do you a favor.”
         “A favor?”
         “Yeah!” Denny said. “I got you both here, she’s naked, and you’re naked. So here is your chance.”
         “Chance for what?”
         “Stop being so dense! To fuck her! She’s right there, all ready to go for you. Have at it.”
         “No way. She’s my friend,” Joel said.
         “Right! Come on Joel. She’s your friend, but you’re not hers. I’ve known girls like her. Hot as hell, she knows you are nuts about her, but she just uses that to get what she wants from you. Sound familiar?”
         Joel thought about it. It angered him, but Denny was right. As long as he’d known Crystal, the only times she ever called or came over was when she needed something. She rarely returned his texts other than with small talk unless she needed him for some reason. He had wanted her for as long as he could remember. Hell, as far as he knew he loved her. He’d been hanging on for a long time hoping she would also love him.
         “Come on man. What are you waiting for?” Denny said.
         Joel walked over to Crystal and looked her body up and down. As he looked at her face, her eyes were locked on him.
         “Joel,” she whispered. “Help me. Please?”
         “I don’t know what to do.”
         “Get me the fuck out of here!”
         “You gonna whisper to her or fuck her stud? Come on!”
         “Maybe I should fuck you, if that’s what he wants.”
         “Look at that other girl Joel. That will be us!” she said as she struggled against the straps.
         Joel looked back at Denny.
         “Dude, if you don’t fuck her, I will. So you have about two seconds,” Denny said.
         Joel reached down and touched Crystal’s thigh. He felt her recoil against his touch, but he kept his hand on her. Her skin was soft and smooth. As he ran his hand up and down her leg, he moved his other hand to her breast, rubbing her nipple and squeezing the breast.
         “Joel, please don’t do this,” Crystal pleaded, but he ignored her.
         He placed his fingers between her legs and spread her labia apart, running his finger up and down. This was the most he’d ever touched a girl before. As he slid his fingers around, her wetness ran onto his fingers. He held up his fingers too look at it.
         “Oh come on! She’s not a science project! Fuck her!” Denny said.
         Joel moved around to the front of the chair. Feeling Crystal up had gotten him hard. He climbed onto the chair and positioned himself between her. She was still looking up at him.
         “Joel, please don’t,” she whimpered.
         “I have to. I’m sorry.”
         He slid his cock inside her and began slowly moving in and out. He’d never been with a girl, but had seen enough pornos to know how it was done. Within a minute, he was working it faster and faster, and then was pounding away. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he grunted with each thrust. The chair bounced as he humped Crystal up and down, pounding harder and harder until he exploded inside her, filling her with his jizz. He shook and trembled as he continued squirting. Finally, he stopped and climbed off her, almost stumbling as his legs felt like Jell-O.
         He looked over at Crystal who was still crying and staring up at the ceiling.
         “Hey,” he said. “You ok?”
         But she didn’t reply.
         “For what