Noah watched Rachel orgasm on Ethan’s cock as he exploded into a bundle of toilet paper in his hand. He let out a haggard breath and leaned back on the toilet. Exhaling with deep satisfaction. When he heard several people from his dorm floor enter the communal bathroom, he scrambled and tossed the toilet paper between his legs. The odds are low that they would peek through the cracks of his stall, but they were never zero.
He flushed and stepped out, his mind still replaying Rachel’s video on repeat. She clearly enjoyed herself with Ethan, and that turned Noah on as much as it churned his stomach.
Noah didn’t like Ethan. That was no secret. But seeing him take Rachel like that was something Noah would never forget. Yes, all of Jack’s friends wanted Rachel, and Noah really couldn’t blame them for that. But Ethan clearly wanted more. Perhaps that fact was easier to stomach since he hadn’t been allowed to enter Rachel. Perhaps, part of Noah liked that Rachel had put him in his place. Regardless, what he knew for certain was that he wanted Rachel now. He pulled out his phone and began to type.
Noah: You didn’t let him go all the way, huh?
Rachel: Uhhhh no way. That dude needs to learn to behave. Why, u disappointed?
Noah: Kinda ;P
Rachel: LOL, you boys I swear.
Noah exhaled as he dropped onto his bed. He really was the luckiest man alive.
Noah: When are you going to be around? I need to see you… for reasons…
Rachel: Yeah? What kind of reasons 😉
Noah: The important kind
Rachel: Hahahaha, well is your dorm free?
Noah looked over at Fred, who silently stared at his computer.
Noah: Can we go to yours?
Rachel took a little longer to type out her response.
Rachel: Surrrre. When?
Noah: Now???? 0_0
Rachel: Lol give me like an hour? Still wrapping up my last class for the day. 😛
Noah: Deal, see you in an hour.
Noah closed and sighed blissfully as Fred screamed at his monitor.
– – –
Rachel packed up her laptop as fellow students cleared out of the lecture hall. She checked her phone when it buzzed, assuming it was from Noah. Her heart sank when she saw it was her father.
Dad: Hey, need you to call me
She closed her phone and threw her head back with a sigh. Rachel had to give him credit; he had stayed away longer than she expected. This was her father, after all. The man who had kept her home for almost every major school event. The one who demanded her room door be open at all times, alone or with friends. And the one time she didn’t, he kicked it in with such force that the hinges ripped out of the frame.
Rachel knew her father loved her. It just so happened he showed his affection through intimidation, screaming, and violence. He only began to settle down when her mother intervened. She was the one who, in the end, got her dad to let her go away to college. And for that, Rachel would always be grateful.
But that didn’t mean he didn’t want to control her life. Every chance he got, he would try to put his thumb back on her. His latest attempt was this ‘friendly’ dinner with her and Noah that he’d been trying to schedule for weeks. Rachel cringed at the idea.
Rachel walked down the lecture room stairs, passing Jack while he packed his things.
“Oh, hey Jack,” she said.
“Hey,” Jack said flatly, continuing to pack his bag without a glance. Strange, Jack wasn’t usually this cold to her. Come to think of it, Jack also usually sat beside her every chance he got. But he had sat in the front today.
“Is something wrong?” She asked.
“Nothing’s wrong,” Jack said robotically.
“If nothing was wrong, you wouldn’t be acting this way. Come on, you can tell me.”
Jack zipped his bag aggressively. Rachel smirked.
“Let me guess, girl trouble?”
Jack glared at her.
“Not exactly,” he said. Rachel felt her skin begin to prickle. There was no mistaking it. Jack was mad at her, clearly. And she had a pretty good guess why. So, she asked the question.
“Are you mad at me?”
“I heard about Ethan,” He said. Rachel felt her cheeks burn.
“Ok, what about it?”
“I just didn’t think you’d go for someone like that.”
“I mean, it was just for fun, it’s not like we’re together.”
“And Noah is ok with that?” Jack asked.
“Yeah? Why wouldn’t he be?”
“I wouldn’t be.”
Rachel knew that tone. She’d heard it more than once in her life. It was strange how quickly men who used you would turn cold the moment someone else did exactly what they would have done.
“Excuse me?” Rachel spoke sharply. Jack turned with a cold stare.
“I wouldn’t be ok with you being with someone like Ethan.”
“Didn’t we literally do the same thing at your house?” Rachel asked. Jack recoiled like he’d been slapped.
“That was different, and you know it.”
“How? How was that different?”
“It just was! And you’re apparently still seeing Mike?”
“You guys talk about that?”
“He won’t shut up about it!”
Rachel shook her head in disbelief.
“I’m just trying to understand why you’re getting so upset. It has nothing to do with you.”
Jack laughed bitterly. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. You fucking my friends has nothing to do with me.”
Rachel paused for a moment, rubbing her fingers together nervously. She knew it wasn’t her job to care about Jack’s feelings, but she did. So, like always, Rachel tried to make him feel better.
“Do… do you want a turn?” She asked. Jack froze in place.
“Is that all I am to you? Another turn?” Jack asked.
Rachel looked away.
“Jack… I really don’t know what you want me to say right now.”
“Nothing, forget it.” Jack walked past her. “It was stupid of me to even bring it up. It’s your life. Do what you want.”
Rachel remained silent, glancing only once as Jack passed her. He stopped and slung his bag over his back. Then, with a deep sigh, he turned.
“Look, I’m sorry… It’s not my business. Tell Noah I said hi. Alright?”
“Yeah, sure.”
– – –
The walk back to her apartment felt longer than usual. Jack had absolutely no right to act like that. It was cruel and unfair, especially considering he was one of the first to take advantage of her and Noah’s arrangement. And yet, she couldn’t help but feel like she had done him wrong. Rachel had a particular loyalty to Jack. He had been her first real friend at Godfrey. He had helped get her classes sorted and had made sure to invite her to plenty of social gatherings. She didn’t want to lose him over this.
Rachel pushed the thought away. Jack wasn’t her boyfriend, and he knew this. At least, she hoped he did.
But… he probably wanted to be. No, not probably. He did. Rachel knew he did. Maybe that’s why she felt so guilty.
She thought of her mother, who would be elated at the idea of them being together. It was such a strange thought, being with someone like Jack. What would a relationship like that even look like? She imagined them on a beach somewhere, drinking wine while talking about… whatever it was Jack was into. Sports? Finance? She didn’t know. Jack was a handsome, stable man. But he lacked any real depth.
That certainly would’ve been enough for her mother. But Rachel wanted more. Someone creative, someone odd, someone like Noah.
Fortunately, the thought vanished when she found Noah waiting for her outside her apartment door.
“Hey!” She whispered, glancing at Mel’s door down the hallway. “You could have let yourself in!” She said, walking up to Noah and kissing him softly. He squeezed her hips tightly as he kissed back.
“I wanted to go in together,” He replied. Kissing her forehead. “How was your morning?”
“Ugh, I don’t want to talk about it,” Rachel said. She quickly opened her door and, as subtly as possible, ushered Noah inside. “How long have you been out there?”
Noah shrugged. “I don’t know, a few minutes?”
Rachel let out a sigh of relief. If he’d run into Mel, he would have said something.
“That’s good, I would hate to have made you wait.”
She felt Noah walk behind her and wrap his arms around her waist.
“I’d wait years for you.”
Rachel closed her eyes and breathed slowly. Noah really was the sweetest, and it felt good to be in his arms. She turned and kissed him deeply. Ethan might have been a good kisser, but it felt nothing like this. It was like she was coming home.
When you love someone like that, it is an electrifying spell that defies all reason. And she knew Noah felt it too. His hands slipped under her hoodie and onto her skin. She, in turn, stood on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around his neck with a tender kiss.
They made their way to the bed. Noah laid her down. His hands went to their familiar places. They touched eachother in the ways they knew worked. A warm, safe connection that Rachel would always be grateful for. He pulled down her sweatpants. She laughed as he tickled her stomach. When she tried to squirm away, Noah pinned her arms above her head.
He thrust against her slowly. Long enough for Rachel to quiver. She bit his lip as he entered her. Slow and steady. He felt good, Noah always did.
As he moved inside her, Rachel’s mind began to drift to Ethan. At first, she tried to fight it. But with every thrust, her resistance waned. She thought of his size. How it would feel to be stretched around him. To be taken by him.
Noah’s pace quickened. So did her thoughts.
She imagined Ethan slamming her down and forcefully pushing his entire length inside her. She saw the outline of his cock rising in her stomach, and wondered if she’d ever feel normal again afterward. The thought should’ve scared her.
Instead, it thrilled her.
And so, she determined she needed to feel that stretch now.
“Noah,” she said.
He slowed. “Yeah?”
She met his eyes.
“I want you to fuck me in the ass.”
Noah stared, wide-eyed.
“I… ok… like now?”
Rachel nodded. “Yes, now.”
“Ok uh… but don’t you have to, you know, prep or…”
“I shat this morning,” Rachel said.
Noah looked in humored disgust.
“Jesus, why did you have to say it like that?”
Rachel burst out laughing.
“WHAT?! I did! That means no poop will come out.”
“Stop talking about the poop, please!” Noah pulled out of her, laughing as hard as she was.
“I’m just saying, there won’t be any–”
“Don’t say it!” Noah shouted, covering her mouth. “One more poop out of you and you’re not getting any.”
Noah slowly moved his hand from Rachel’s mouth. She looked at him mischievously.
“Fine, I’m just saying. I’m ready for it.” Her fingers trailed up his chest. “I want it.”
“Don’t you also have to like, I don’t know, stretch yourself out?” Noah asked.
Rachel shrugs.
“I don’t know, let me look it up.” Rachel pulled out her phone, heart racing in her chest. “Ok, you don’t need to do any special kind of stretches. But it does help to do some anal play first and go slow… oh, and we need a lot of lube.”
She looked at Noah, who looked as though he’d been bewitched.
“You really want to?” He asked.
“Uh, yeah! Come on…” She leaned into him, rubbing her nose against his. “Let’s lose our anal virginity.”
Noah kissed her lightly. “Ok, let’s do it.”
“Ok!” Rachel spun and promptly sprawled on all fours on the bed. She looked back at him as she wiggled her ass. “Do it, babe, fuck my ass.”
She heard Noah laugh as he gave her ass a playful slap. Rachel moaned in response. Then, he leaned over to the dresser next to Rachel’s bed and pulled out a bottle of lube, pouring it on his cock as well as Rachel’s ass.
“I’m going to finger you first,” Noah said. Rachel closed her eyes.
“Ok,” She said. She felt his finger tease her entrance before pushing it in. The tight, stretching sensation caused her to jump forward.
“You alright?” Noah asked. Rachel nodded.
“Yeah, it’s good. Keep going.”
Rachel moaned as Noah’s finger entered her again. It felt good, really good. And after a few thrusts, Rachel felt herself begin to relax. She rested her head against the mattress, digging her fingers into the comforter as Noah continued to explore her.
She wondered if this was what it would be like with Ethan. She imagined him using several fingers in her pussy before finally stretching her out. The idea made her wet.
“Please, Noah, fuck me,” She said. He promptly replaced his finger with the tip of his cock. He pressed against her tight asshole. She bit her lip as it slowly began to pry her open.
“I’m going to go slow at first, alright?”
Rachel nodded. “Ok.”
Then Noah pushed. Stretching her apart, opening her with his girth. This is how it would feel when Ethan fucked her pussy. This stretch, this pleasure, this burn. It would be exactly like fucking a giant cock.
“Oh God, Noah,” Rachel said between breaths.
“You doing ok?”
“Yes, keep going,” Rachel said. She rubbed her clit vigorously as Noah pushed his cockhead past her entrance. She felt herself clamp around him as his length filled her asshole.
“Holy fuck!” She screamed.
“Keep going?’ Noah asked.
“Yes… fuck me…” Rachel said between heavy breaths.
Noah began to pump.
Rachel moaned loudly. Her muscles tightened every time Noah bottomed out. With every eager thrust, Noah stretched her open. His pace began to quicken. He slammed Rachel down into the bed and pounded without abandon.
“Holy shit, you feel so tight!” Noah shouted.
“Don’t stop.” Rachel continued to rub herself, closing her eyes and imagining it was Ethan who was fucking her. It was Ethan’s hands on her hips. It was Ethan’s balls slapping against her thighs. And it was Ethan who was about to cum deep inside her.
“Holy shit, I’m about to… holy shit…” Noah gasped.
“Do it, baby, cum in me,” Rachel said. “Cum in me!”
Noah groaned, slamming hard enough into Rachel to push her forward. He let out a loud moan of satisfaction as his weight dropped onto her.
He filled her slowly, pump after pump.
And with a final thrust, Noah fell to Rachel’s side, pulling her with him so they stayed connected. She turned and found his lips. They kissed as he softened inside her. It was an absolutely blissful moment, until Noah pulled out.
A loud fart followed. They both began laughing uncontrollably.
Rachel’s farts followed the tempo of her laughter.
“Oh my god!!!” Rachel shouted, laughing so hard that her eyes began to tear.
“Do you need something?!” Noah asked, covering his eyes as he rolled onto his back.
“I don’t know, I don’t—” Another fart came out. Rachel curled into a ball, barely able to breathe.
It was those moments, those very special, very safe, very stupid moments, that Rachel loved the most about Noah.
When they finally settled down, Rachel stood and kissed Noah on the cheek.
“I’m going to go use the bathroom,” She said. “That was amazing, by the way.”
Noah nodded. “Yeah, I agree.”
Rachel promptly scurried toward the door.
“Rachel,” Noah said. Rachel stopped and turned.
“Yeah?”
“I love you so god damn much,” Noah said.
She smiled. “I love you too.”