Che, You're Drunk
The cool breeze hit them once the elevator doors opened. The Bonsai Plaza roof top was comprised of two buildings connected by tunneled pathways on the outer portions of the buildings. The pathways connected to a floating garden area between the two buildings. The garden area was generally used for sitting and sometimes pictures. The roof top was lined with a few benches, trees, and a fountain. The Bonsai Plaza towers were the tallest buildings in all of Olympus.
On any other night Ajay would have been taking in all of the beautiful stars of the night sky. But on this particular night she could hardly even look at Octavio. She was ashamed of her face and herself in general. She was now even questioning why she dressed the way she did. "Why didn't I just do what my parents wanted me to do?" She stared at the ground as she followed Octavio.
They sat down on the ledge near the fountain. Octavio dipped his hand into the fountain while he took his other hand and placed it under her chin. He pulled her gaze to his and used his wet had to clean up the dried blood on her face. To his astonishment she smiled at him. He honestly didn't understand why she wasn't crying or how she had kept this part of her life a secret for so long. They had been friends forever and it had only ever come up once but in the form of something else.
"Che?" She pressed her forehead to his, "Silva?" She giggled as she looked into his emerald eyes. Her eyes were playful and for once his were not. His emerald eyes were full of concern and questions. He wanted to ask her if this was the first time that this had happened. If it wasn't the first time, then how long had this been going on for. He thought back to when they were younger and to the one week they were supposed to spend together and she was badly injured. He tried to push the thoughts from his mind as he stared into her eyes.
When he thought about Ajay laughing and pressing her forehead against his, it was at that moment he realized that she was drunk. He had never seen her drunk before. He also realized that maybe he drank too much and too often because he wasn't even buzzed. "Nothing Che." She pouted at him. "Silva." He laughed at her cute little busted, pouty lip. "What's wrong Che?" She pulled her face away from his in frustration. "Nothin Silva." Octavio looked a little confused, "Come on Che. Just tell me." He reached for her shoulder but dropped his hand into his lap.
She shrugged with her back to him. "Ya think I just wore this dress to piss off my parents?" Octavio's heart began to race, "Si." That was the only word that he could get out. He never really noticed that he seemed to say that word a lot around her when he was nervous; as a consequence of this, he found himself agreeing to do things with her that he would normally never agree to do. Ajay stood up and threw her hands up, "Ya so stupid Silva." Her arms fell to her sides. "I didn't wear this dress with nothin underneath it for the hell of it." She was almost yelling at him.
Octavio was getting hard as he listened to her words and staring at her backside; mostly at her ass. He was internally celebrating, "Che. Calm down. You're drunk." She turned around to speak to him but she was no longer yelling, her voice was low, "What does that matter?" She waited for him to answer. He thought about his words carefully, "What do you want me to say Che?" She sat back down next to him and put her face into her hands. "I thought." She paused to gather her words. "I'm sorry Silva. I guess I misread the situation."
He shook his head, "Nah Che. You're just drunk. Are you sure you want to do this?" He put his hand on her bare left thigh. She pulled her face from her hands to look into his eyes. She raised her right hand up and played with his jet black hair as she smiled at him. "Maybe not Silva." He nodded and moved his hand from her outer thigh to her inner thigh. "I don't want my first time with you to be when you're drunk. I don't want to take advantage of you like that." He sat there and watched her. "Who the fuck am I and what the fuck am I saying. Of course I want to take advantage of her." His cock throbbed against his slacks.
"We could do other things Che." He smirked at her as she bit her lower lip. "What other tings Silva?" His hand slowly inched up her thigh and to his surprise her thigh was damp. He waited for her to tell him to stop but she never did. His hand eventually found her wet, warm pussy. He was happy that she had told him the truth about not wearing anything underneath her dress. The damn dress she was wearing was driving him crazy the minute he saw her in it.
He was hard with anticipation. He so desperately wanted to be inside of her but not like this, not when she was drunk. As he rubbed the outer folds to part her, he was almost dumbfound at how wet she was. Her thighs we slick and he wondered if it was because of him or if it was because of the alcohol. At this point he didn't care because she was letting him stick his fingers inside of her like he had wanted to do for years.
"You weren't lying Che. Nothing underneath." He whispered. He shuddered a bit as he parted her slit with his fingers. Ajay tilted her head back and parted her legs to make way for his hand, "Silva…" He smiled and pushed a finger into her pussy. She moaned as his finger entered her. Her face turned a shade of red. Ajay had never had anyone inside of her before. In fact she was still a virgin.
On various occasions she had used her own fingers to explore herself and bring herself to an orgasm. Just about every night that Octavio slept over, Ajay couldn't help but touch herself when Octavio got up out of bed or when he was asleep. She really didn't know what his feelings were towards her. A few times they had some close encounters but things always seemed to get weird between them and then it took a bit for their friendship to get back on track.
Octavio watched her body slowly begin moving against his finger. He pushed another finger into her tight wet hole and used his thumb to find her clit. Ajay leaned further back as his thumb rubbed against her clit. She moaned loud into the night air. He smiled as he moved his fingers around inside of her. If there was a time that he was going to cum without being touched it would be now. His eyes traveled down to her breasts as moved her clit in a circular motion with his thumb.
She pushed herself against his fingers as they worked their magic inside of her. Small moaning noises escaped her lips as he played with her clit and dipped his fingers inside of her. She didn't want him to stop because he felt so good. She was lying when she said that she that she didn't want to do other things with him. She had wanted to have sex with him for years but the timing was never right.
Ajay brought her head back and looked into his eyes, "Silva, I'm gonna cum." He leaned over towards her and pressed his forehead to hers, "I've been waiting a long time for this Che." He used his free hand to hold her head against his. Ajay's pussy tighten around Octavio's fingers as she began to orgasm. She screamed as he kept rubbing her clit and working his fingers in and out of her. As she finished he gently pulled his fingers out her and slid them into his mouth to taste her. He had waited so long to taste her again. Just like he remembered; she tasted sweet. He wanted to bury his face between her legs.
It felt like forever before Ajay was able to move again. It had been a very long time since she experienced an orgasm so intense. She couldn't even bring herself to climax that hard on her own. She gave a dazed smile to Octavio who was staring at her. She slid down to her knees in front of him and began unbuttoning his pants. She fumbled with the button for a moment, in her drunken, dazed stupor, before she was finally able to get his pants down far enough to pull his cock completely out of them. She bit her lower lip as she looked at his erect cock in front of her.
He was a lot bigger than she imagined. Her face was still red from the thought of having him inside of her. She had seen him naked before but he was never erect; at least not that she could recall. Her hand found his hard flesh and she stroked him slowly a few times. With her other hand she unzipped the back on her dress just enough to let her breasts spill out. Her nipples were already hard from him and the cold night air.
Octavio groaned as he watched her breasts pour out from her dress. He had never seen her breasts before, "Che. Why do you have to tease me like this?" Ajay looked at him as she kissed the tip of his cock. Her lips parted to lick the small bit of pre-cum from the head of his cock. Her skin danced with chills from the taste of him. She took him into her mouth inch by inch. Octavio watched as his cock as it disappeared into her mouth and soon into her throat.
He tilted his head back because if he watched her any longer he was going to cum into the back of her throat. His self-control was minimal at best on a good day and it was even less around her. For whatever reason Ajay always left a soft spot in his heart and she had since they met. He restrained himself from working his hips against her and fucking her face.
Octavio took in a sharp breath and tried to control himself. "You have been teasing me for years and now this. Where the fuck did you learn how to do this?" He wondered if she had been with anyone else and then thought that it wasn't possible because they were always together. She kept looking up at him. Her chestnut eyes were innocent and buried the aching desire that she had to get on top of him and shove his cock inside of her.
Ajay really didn't understand how she was teasing him 'for years' but she let him talk. Besides, she really wasn't at a point where she could talk with his cock all the way down her throat. His right hand found her left cheek and held her face for a moment. She rubbed her cheek against his hand before releasing his cock from her mouth. She gasped for air as strands of saliva fell from her mouth down onto his cock. She stroked his wet cock with her hand as she regulated her breathing and stared into his eyes with a look of hunger.
Octavio looked down at his wet cock in her hand. "Fuck Che." She smiled and wasted no time taking the length of him into her mouth again. She slowly took every inch of him into her mouth and down her throat again. His fingers found her hair and intertwined them into her brown, red locks. She continued to push his cock in and out of her mouth, listening to him moan as she did. He played with her soft hair and closed his eyes, enjoying the moment.
"Che. I'm getting close." He wasn't sure if she wanted him cum in her mouth of elsewhere. He honestly didn't care at this point. Ajay didn't say anything, not that she could, but instead worked her mouth faster up and down along his cock. Octavio looked down one last time as he pushed her head down onto him, exploding into the back of her throat. She swallowed every last bit of him as he exuded every bit of himself into her. After a few moments he finally released her hair and she was able to lift her head to look up at him. She stared lovingly at him as he came down from his high.
Octavio smiled at her as she helped him back into his pants. He stood up and helped her to her feet. She tried to get her breasts situated but he pushed her hands away. He had never seen her completely naked and although she wasn't completely naked he wanted to get a better look at her breasts. He ran his fingertips along the tops of her breasts, then the sides, and then the undersides. He held her breasts in his hands and squeezed them gently. Her breasts fit perfectly into his hands like they were made just for him. "These are amazing." He whispered.
Ajay let out a shaky breath as he touched her. She had been the only one that had touched her breasts. It was such a different feeling to have someone else touch them. When Octavio touched her, it gave her chills and made her thighs wet once more. He smiled at her when she moaned to his touch. "Damn Che, you're so fucking sexy." She blushed to his words, "Silva… We should get going." He nodded and leaned down kissing each of her breasts.
"Silva." Her voice was almost a whisper. Her breathing was getting heavy. He took her nipples into his mouth one by one. He sucked her nipples and squeezed her breasts again. He wasn't going to waste a moment of the opportunity that she gave him. He was half tempted to pull the rest of her dress off but he didn't. Octavio gently bit at each of her nipples before releasing her breasts. He helped her back into her dress, zipping her back up. "Che. I need to tell you…"
The sound of the elevator broke his words and her thoughts. As the doors opened they both turned around. Out of the doors marched Cherisse with a look of anger and disappointment on her face. "Ajay, I told you to go home." She stepped closer towards them, "Now you're up here with this Silva kid. What, are you guys fucking now too?" Cherisse didn't even address Octavio, she acted like he wasn't even there. Ajay stepped forward and shook her head, "What if we are? What if we have been fuckin for years now?" If it wasn't for the tension that Cherisse had created Octavio would have been hard again. The thought of fucking Ajay had been on his mind almost every day for years now.
Cherisse looked even more enraged with Ajay's reply. "That's fine. I will just take care of the problem right now and then none of us will have to worry about it ever again." Cherisse pulled out a P2011 that she had been holding behind her back and aimed it in the direction of Octavio. Without a second thought, Cherisse pulled the trigger of the gun. The sound of the semi-automatic handgun shattered through the night air. Before he could move, Octavio felt warm blood run down his chest, the side of his neck, and face.