The Bet

The Bet

“You’ve got to be kidding me?” Kara looked up at her best friend in shock. She didn’t care if her jaw gaped like the proverbial fish out of water. “This is ridiculous! It’s insane!”

“You lost the bet, and now you have to put up or shut up.”

Kara stared down at the box. It looked innocent enough in the white and pink packaging. Innocent until you looked at the picture and realized there was a dildo sticking straight up out of the center of it.

“I am soooooo not using this!”

“A deal’s a deal.” Nicole crossed her arms. “It was okay for me to have to do it if I’d lost?”

Kara fumbled for the right words and then gave up. “I’ve never used a dildo before in my life! You use them nightly. You can’t expect me to actually use this…this…thing.”

“Oh you will use it all right! And with the witness of my choice!” Nicole’s anger startled Kara.

“I don’t know why you’re so upset. It’s true you use dildos and I never have.”

“You aren’t dumb, Kara, but sometimes you’re really obtuse!” Nicole jabbed her finger at the box. “You will follow through on this. You made me a bet. Don’t make me pull out the dirty tricks to make you follow through on our deal.”

“What’s going on in here?”

Kara groaned. Color crept up her cheeks as Johnny the man who starred in too many of her wet dreams walked into the kitchen. Tyler was close on his heels. As usual.

“Are we moving the party in here?”

“No! Go back out to the living room! Nicole and I were just getting more beers.” Kara tucked the package behind her back and walked backward to the refrigerator.

“What are you hiding behind your back?” Tyler would have to notice the one thing that she’d wanted to hide. The man was annoying, but she tolerated him for Nicole’s sake. That he was Johnny’s best friend and the two were inseparable only helped matters because Johnny often tagged along on Tyler’s visits.

“Nothing. Just some leftovers I forgot to put in the freezer.” She opened the door, but before she could slip the box inside, Tyler reached out and grabbed the package.

Tyler read out loud, “The Pink Chair. Make all your wet fantasies come true.”

“Let me see.” Johnny grabbed the package and looked down at it. His eyes widened and he looked back up at Kara. “I had no idea you used sex toys.” He grinned. “And I’m kind of surprised at how kinky you are.”

Kara groaned. The man would flirt with her while holding a big, pink, inflatable dildo chair.

“Then perhaps you wouldn’t mind watching her use it?” Nicole’s statement echoed in the sudden silence.

“So it really is Kara’s?” Johnny turned the box over and studied the back.

“No it’s not.” Her heart raced, and she tasted bile as her nerves got the better of her. “You see–”

“It is hers,” Nicole interrupted. “And you’re gonna watch her use it.”

Kara wanted to wipe the smug grin off her ex-best friend’s face. “No.” She shook her head, but the others ignored her.

“What do you say, Johnny?”

“Hell, yeah! What guy wouldn’t want to watch a woman pleasure herself? And on something like this? I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” His eyes landed on her again.

Kara closed her eyes, wishing the ground would open up and swallow her now. “You don’t understand.”

“No. You don’t understand.” A fierce expression crossed Nicole’s face. Kara instinctively stepped back. “We had a bet. You lost. You have to fuck this toy while Johnny watches you.”

“Bet? What was the bet?” Tyler perked up again.

“It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that Kara is going to be responsible and follow through with the bet. She lost so she fucks the chair. Johnny can be the witness to prove that she really did do it.”

Tyler wrapped his arms around Nicole and pulled her back against him. He folded his hands across her stomach. “So if you’d lost the bet I’d have gotten to watch you bounce away on that… Big. Pink. Inflatable. Dick?” He snickered.

“Not fair! Tyler is your boyfriend! It wouldn’t have been a big deal for you to do this and you know it, Nicole!” Kara wanted to cry. No –she wanted to run away and never have to face Johnny again. “This so isn’t fair!”

“Stop whining about it and just do it, Kara.”

“Shut up, Tyler.” She glared at the prick and fought back tears. Nicole wasn’t letting her off the hook. As much as she hated it, she had no choice in the matter. She grabbed the box from Johnny and stalked to the doorway. “I don’t need a witness. You know I’ll do it.”

“Fat chance, honey. Johnny, you go watch her. I don’t trust her.”

“I hate you!” Kara tried not to feel guilty when Nicole winced. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t started it. Nicole knew how she felt about Johnny. That she would put her through this kind of embarrassment meant an end to their friendship.

# # #

Johnny stared at the sexy sway of Kara’s ass as she stormed out of the kitchen.

“You will watch her, won’t you, Johnny?” Nicole looked up at him with an expression he was sure she hoped looked innocent.

“Your ‘butter wouldn’t melt’ expression won’t work on me, dear. I’m immune to your charms.”

“But you aren’t immune to Kara, are you?” Nicole grinned and glanced up at Tyler.

“He’s been trying to find a way to get Kara in the sack for months now.”

Johnny nodded. “That woman is so damned skittish and shy I never thought I’d find a way to even get her alone in a room.”

“It’s because she has the hots for you.” Nicole winked and turned in Tyler’s arms. “Why don’t you go make sure that Kara uses that toy real good. We’ll keep the others entertained until you two return.”

Johnny grinned and walked toward the doorway.

“Oh, and Johnny?” He hesitated and turned back to Nicole. The damn woman blew him a kiss. “Take your time.”

# # #

Kara had debated locking the bedroom door behind her, but even though they were on the second floor of the house she and Nicole had been restoring, everyone would know if she refused to let Johnny in. Hell, Nicole would probably come up to check. Damn bitch.

As if on cue, Johnny opened the door and sauntered in. There was no other word to describe it. The man moved in a fluid motion. He was a sight to watch from behind, that was for sure. Shame he wasn’t leaving so she could ogle his tight ass.

Kara tossed the box on her bed and crossed her arms. “So what do you want to do for the next fifteen to thirty minutes?”

“Excuse me?” Johnny locked the door and leaned against it.

“Well, you know…long enough for it to seem like I used the chair.”

Johnny laughed. The sound was low and sexy and sent a shiver through her. He walked over to the bed and picked up the box. He opened it slowly, watching her face the entire time.

“You aren’t serious? How old are we? This isn’t college. We aren’t teenagers. Surely you have better things to do than look at me naked.”

He grinned and looked up and down her body. “Naked and bouncing on a pink dick. You made a bet with Nicole and I’ve been picked to make sure you carry it out.”

Kara sputtered. “You’re can’t really mean to make me go through with this. You have to be kidding me.”

“No.” He tore open the box and pulled out the folded up chair. He tossed the directions aside, picked up the small air pump, and inflated the damned thing.

“Now, Johnny, come on. Let’s be reasonable about this.”

He ignored her and continued to inflate the chair. A knock on the door caught her off guard. “Stay.” It was a command, not a request, and heaven help her, but her feet stayed planted where they were. Damn my stupid submissive nature.

“Good, you’re getting started,” Nicole said as soon as Johnny opened the door. “Of course Kara has on too much clothing, but I’m sure you’ll rectify that soon enough. Catch!” She tossed something across the room. Kara caught it and glanced down. It was a bottle of lube.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!”

“I was thinking about what you said in the kitchen, my dear, and realized you might need this. I didn’t know if any came with the package or not, but I’m sure you don’t have any on hand.” Nicole laughed and shut the door.

“Ooooo,” Kara growled and shook as she tried not to scream.

Johnny locked the door again and turned around with the air pump in one hand and a fully inflated chair in the other.

“My God, it’s huge!” Kara stared at the size of the dildo sticking out of the chair. She’d never seen a cock that big. Not even when she watched those porn flicks with her last boyfriend. “There’s no way that will fit!”

“Oh, it’s not that big. Mine’s bigger.” Johnny grinned and put his hand over his crotch. She blinked in astonishment. Not only was he sporting an erection, but it looked as big as the damned dildo.

“I can’t believe you’re turned on.”

“Why? I’m a guy about to watch a woman get it on with an inflatable dick. What more do I need?”

Kara gasped and took a step back. She hit the bed and tumbled down onto it.

“Here, let me help you with your clothes.”

Before she could protest, Johnny grabbed onto her jeans and unbuttoned them. He slid the zipper down and then grabbed the waistband in his hands.

Kara sucked in a deep breath and tried not to tremble. Johnny was in her bedroom, on her bed almost and he was taking off her clothes. Moisture dripped from her core as he slowly worked her pants down her legs. At least she’d shaved this morning.

“You could help a little,” he grunted and tugged on the jeans as they got stuck around her thighs.

“You know, I am not really going to sit on the chair. I don’t care what you promised Nicole.”

Johnny slipped off her sneakers and pulled off her jeans and socks. He reached for her lacy bikini briefs, but she swatted at his hand.

“I don’t want you to see me naked!”

“I’m gonna do a lot more than see you naked.” His hands skimmed up her sides, tugging her shirt with them.

She shrieked and tried to crawl backward on the bed.

“Calm down, Kara. You’re being unreasonable here. We’re adults. It’s not like you’re a virgin.” She flushed when he froze and looked up at her. “Unless you’ve been pretending you aren’t one when you really are.”

“Yes, I’m a virgin!” She pushed away from him. “So you can’t make me ride the chair.”

He was quiet for a minute. Too quiet. Then he grinned. “A virgin, huh. Care to let me find out for sure?”

Kara froze, breath in her throat as his finger traced a line back and forth on her underwear. She moaned and closed her eyes.

“You’re wet.” His voice was deeper than it had been a second ago. Kara swallowed and opened her eyes. He met her gaze and held it. “Spread your legs.”

She didn’t want to obey him, she really didn’t, but she couldn’t help it. She’d been born to take sexy orders from a truly dominant man in the bedroom.

“Mmm.” He slid his finger under the thin lace. “You’re very wet, darling.”

“I…uh…” Coherent thought escaped as he slid his finger between her folds and pushed it in her all the way. He moved his finger around, rubbing against her inner walls, wringing a moan of pleasure from her.

It had been so long since she’d had a man pleasure her. His breath brushing against her freshly shaven pussy, and his finger probing for a thin membrane he wouldn’t find was enough to make her come.

“Uh unh, darling.” He pulled his finger out. “You are ready to go aren’t you? Right from the word go.”

Kara flushed. There was no way she was going to tell him that it was him. He made her this wet. “No. I–”

“You can’t deny it, Kara.” Johnny held up his glistening finger. “I wonder what you taste like.”

He sucked her finger into his mouth. When he closed his eyes and moaned, the sound sent a shiver of desire through her. Her underwear became uncomfortable, it was so wet. Kara wriggled, about to move away, but she couldn’t tear her gaze from his handsome face.

When his eyes opened, his heated gaze pinned her in place. “You’re not a virgin, and, even if you deny it, you’re horny as hell. I think you’re protesting too much. I think you do want to ride this chair, Kara, and are too embarrassed to admit it.”

She opened her mouth to argue, but clamped her lips shut at his triumphant grin. What a jerk. A big yummy edible jerk.

Johnny turned around and set the chair upright in the center of the floor. He picked up the tube of lube she’d dropped on the floor in her haste to get away from him, and opened it. Without hesitation, he opened the container and squirted some of the gel on his hand. He turned and looked at her as he wrapped his hand around the dildo and coated it in the lube.

Who knew watching a man stroke a pink dick could be such a turn on?

“I think that’s enough. You’re so wet you don’t need any lubrication, but I don’t want you to come up with another excuse to prolong this.”

Kara bit her lip and fought back tears of embarrassment and shame. She was soaking wet but it was because she wanted to fuck him, not some stupid chair. And now she was faced with a choice. It was obvious he’d put her on the chair if she didn’t sit on it herself.

When this is over with, I’m never speaking to any of them again. She moaned. Hell, I’ll be lucky if I can even look at him or them again after this.

“Quit stalling.” Johnny stood up and looked at her. He tossed the tube aside and walked toward her.

“What?” It came out as a shriek. Kara licked her lips, cleared her throat, and tried again. “What are you talking about? I’m not stalling. I’m really not going to fuck an inflatable chair and you can’t make me.”

Johnny’s eyes darkened. He frowned and closed the space between them. In one swift movement, he grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and yanked it up, forcing her arms up before he ripped the material. Once he had the shirt over her head, he left it there and slid his hands down her arms to her lace covered breasts. At least she’d worn a matching set today.

Kara bit back a hysterical giggle as Johnny removed her bra and then kneeled. Instead of playing with her breasts like she’d hoped he would, he grabbed her panties and tugged them down her legs.

Once she sat before him completely naked, he rose again and stepped back. His look unnerved her.

“I really didn’t know you had this kinky side, Kara. I’m impressed.”

She groaned when he didn’t stop ogling her.

“Get on the chair.”

Kara hesitated, torn between her need for him and her desire to run away and hide. She’d never used a dildo. She’d never used any sex toys at all. Other than her desire to be dominated, she’d had a very boring sex life. Very boring.

Now, the man of her wet dreams wanted her to ride an inflatable dick.

“You can’t get off the chair until you orgasm.”

“What!” She gasped and took a step back. “Are you kidding me?”

“No.” He straightened to his full height and pointed to the chair. “Sit your delectable pussy down on that cock and ride it like you would a real one. Fuck that dick like the sexy woman you are. Show me what you’re made of, Kara.”

A red haze of embarrassment and desire swept through her. The man was terrible, and she loved it. She wished he was asking her to ride his dick. With her eyes closed, she realized she could pretend it was him, and maybe she could get through this with her pride still in tact.

When she opened her eyes, Johnny was laying on her bed facing the chair. “Sit on the chair.”

On wobbling legs, she obeyed his command and walked over to the toy. She bit her lip and ignored her churning stomach as she walked around the chair. How should she do this? Face him and sit on the chair? No one said she had to sit on the chair the right way.

The bed creaked, and she realized Johnny had gotten off the bed. She shrieked when his hands landed on her shoulders. He spun her around and cupped her breasts in his hands. Before she could guess his intent, he massaged them and leaned down and took one stiff peak into his mouth. When Johnny suckled on her, her knees weakened, and she grabbed onto him to stay upright.

Too quickly, he released her nipple and straightened. He pinched her nipples hard, drawing a gasp of pain/pleasure from her.

“When I tell you to do something, you do it.” His eyes were unreadable as she stared into them. She sucked in a deep breath and then nodded.

“Sit on the chair.” His order left no room for argument. Kara turned around to comply when he grabbed her shoulders again. “And face me when you do it.”

She whimpered, but nodded. Kara drew in another deep breath and then gave up. It wasn’t helping to steady her nerves, anyway.

“Now!”

Kara jumped, and hurried to lower her body on the dildo.

“Impale yourself on that pink cock.”

Kara closed her eyes and bit her lip as she sank down on the chair. She blindly grabbed the dildo and held it to her opening for a second. When she wanted to take a minute to compose herself, Johnny made a sound of disgust. In her haste to follow his orders, she lowered herself on the dildo.

Her eyes flew open in surprise as the smooth shaft glided into her with ease. The dildo stretched her and filled her, sending a rush of heat through her. Her worry faded under the delicious sensation the chair gave her. Kara pressed down until the cock was seated completely in her and her ass was firmly on the chair.

The knowledge that Johnny was watching her made her tremble, so she pretended he wasn’t there. Even better, she pretended it was his dick buried in her instead of the toy.

“Ride it.” In her fantasy, Kara moved on top of Johnny, lifting up and sinking down on his long, thick, cock. No man had ever filled her this much. When she lowered herself on the dildo, she felt it brush against her sweet spot. With a soft moan, she repeated the action again and again.

“Play with yourself.” Her eyes flew open, and Kara stared at Johnny. He was still on her bed, but completely naked. While he stared at her, his hand moved up and down on his cock. Her mouth watered at the sight of him. Firm, hard abs, a chest almost bare of any hair, an erection that rivaled this dildo in size all made her pussy clench around the toy.

She’d been honest when she’d told Nicole that she’d never used toys before. She’d never masturbated either, but now, with Johnny looking at her with such desire, she knew she wanted to do what he asked.

His eyes narrowed and she gasped. “What do you want me to do?”

“Whatever you usually do to bring yourself pleasure.”

Kara groaned and closed her eyes. What the fuck am I supposed to do?

“Fondle your breasts. Massage those luscious mounds and play with your nipples. Pinch them.” He sat up and stopped moving his hand. “Do it. You can’t get off the chair until you orgasm. Remember your deal with Nicole?”

With a low growl, Kara opened her eyes and glared at Johnny. “I’m done. I sat on the damn chair. I rode the dildo like it was a cock. Nicole never said I had to orgasm.”

Before she could remove herself from the chair, Johnny kneeled in front of her, with his hands on her thighs. He pinned her in place and pushed her back down on the dildo.

“I gave you an order.”

Kara gasped and shivered at the harsh tone. His fingers dug into her thighs as he leaned closer.

Immediately she cupped her breasts and began to massage them. “Look, see, I’m doing it.”

“Pinch your nipples.”

She pinched them and gasped as tiny darts of sensation shot to her pussy.

“Ride that cock like there’s no tomorrow.”

Kara tried, but she didn’t have enough leverage to really do what he wanted. He should have put it closer to the bed.

“Grab onto my shoulders and move that gorgeous body.”

Gorgeous?Since he’d come in the room tonight he’d made subtle and not so subtle hints. Even a stupid woman could see that he wanted to fuck her. He was aroused, but it was because he wanted her, not because he liked to watch women get off. If she could ride this stupid chair in front of him then she could put her shyness aside and go for what she wanted. Him.

Kara grabbed onto his shoulders and stared into his eyes as she moved on the dildo. Up and down, she rode it like it was his cock. Johnny’s hands moved further up her thighs until his thumbs brushed over her smooth mound. When he pressed against her clit, she jolted, fingers digging into him while a shiver raced through her.

“Johnny,” she gasped and tightened around the dildo, circling on the edge of an orgasm.

His thumb brushed back and forth on her clit. She arched into him with a cry, closing her eyes as she came harder than she’d ever come in her life. While aftershocks still rumbled through her she heard a tearing sound and opened her eyes. Johnny slid a condom on his cock and then lifted her off the chair. He carried her over to the bed and set her down gently.

“If you want me to stop, tell me now.”

“No. Don’t stop.” Kara grabbed onto his shoulders as he entered her in a swift thrust. “God, don’t ever stop.”

He filled her as much as the dildo, if not more, and she loved it. Kara moaned and tightened around him. Johnny slid out and then in, swift and hard. Faster and faster, he pounded into her, making her move on the bed and hold onto him tight.

She screamed, losing control of her body as she came hard and fast. Johnny kept going, without stopping. He made love to her as no other man ever had. She knew it would now be impossible to continue with the charade that she only viewed him as a friend.

Kara tightened her hands on his shoulders and held on as he brought her to the verge of yet another orgasm. When his thumb pressed on her clit, she shattered, screaming again as her wildly contracting pussy milked his cock.

Johnny thrust in her one last time, and held there, filling her to bursting, while he roared her name. She stared up into his face, memorizing the expression of bliss. When he opened his eyes and stared at her, she fought back tears.

The most wonderful experience of her life, and it had to be with a friend.

“Oh, I think we’re more than friends, now. Don’t you?” He smiled down at her as he brushed tangles of her hair away from her face.

“I guess that was out loud?”

“Yeah.” He grinned the goofy grin she’d come to love so dearly.

“Well?”

“Yeah. We’re more than friends,” she admitted on a sigh.

“Good, because I’m not done with you yet. I propose a nap, and then I want to make love to you.”

“Again?”

“This was a quick hard fuck. Next time I want to take my time and enjoy every inch of you.”

Kara shivered. “Sounds like a plan to me.”

Johnny pulled away and removed the condom. He grabbed some tissues and cleaned her off, and then returned to her side. Kara cuddled against him and closed her eyes. She couldn’t wait for round two.