Anything for Him Pt: 02

One week. That's all the time Jessie had to make a decision on Peter's proposal. Not just make a decision, but if she accepted it, then she had to choose a friend and get her to come to their house.

The gravity of the situation hit Jessie like a truck as she walked back to her room. It almost felt like she was an observer of her own body as she walked. On autopilot, she cleaned herself up for bed. Taking a shower, brushing her teeth, doing her skincare routine. But it was just like she was going through the motions.

Before she knew it, Jessie was lying in bed, desperate for the sweet relief of sleep so she could escape the memories of what had just happened, if only for a few hours. Her mother had tied her up and held her down while Peter, her boyfriend, raped her. Not only that, her mother had gotten off to the sight, even going so far as to cum on Jessie's face. And the worst part was Jessie's body had loved every second of it. Every lick of Peter's tongue, every thrust of his cock, every vile word growled in her ear. Her body had loved all of it. She had cum twice on his cock, not only that, she had begged for the second one.

And now she was faced with it happening all over again. In one week, Peter was going to rape her again. Except he had given her a way out. A way out that was horrible, that she would never take. As much as she didn't want to get fucked by him again, to undergo the shame of her body betraying her like again, she couldn't accept the way out he had proposed. Was it even that bad that it was going to happen again. Sure, she now hated Peter and never was attracted to him but tonight was the first time a man had made her cum. None of the guys her age had managed to do that to her when she had hooked up with them.

So Jessie was resolute, she would allow herself to be the sacrificial lamb so that no other victims would suffer as she had. She would not give in to Peter's demand that she bring one of her friends for him to fuck instead next week, the same way that her mother had handed her over to him.

There was only one problem. Even just thinking about that demand was making Jessie wet. After the shower she could no longer write it off as just being some leftover cum from her earlier fucking dripping out of her. No, she was undeniably getting wet thinking of the thought of handing over a victim to Peter.

That was what Jessie grappled with as sleep slowly claimed her body. As she could feel herself drifting off into its embrace she only hoped that in the morning it would stop. If she was lucky, she'd wake up in the morning and discover the whole thing had just been a nightmare.

Unfortunately, Jessie wasn't that lucky. She woke up with her hand between her legs and her fingers sticky from the wetness that had leaked from her during the night. Not only that, the images of her dreams were still fresh in her mind. Flashes of what had driven her to touch herself in her sleep were vivid in her brain.

No longer tethered by her rational, conscious, mind telling her that it was wrong. Jessie's subconscious had run wild imagining what it would be like if she did give into Peter's demands. One mental image in particular refused to fade from her mind. Her best friend riding Peter's cock as Jessie did all the work bouncing her body up and down.

Not only was Jessie unable to get the thought out of her head overnight, now she had a victim in mind. She spent the whole day doing everything she could to distract herself. She cleaned the entire house trying to keep busy, worked her body to exhaustion swimming lengths in the pool, she even offered to spend the entire afternoon prepping an elaborate meal for the three of them for dinner. But none of it worked. As she dished up her plate, that image was still in her mind causing her pussy to leak.

Jessie didn't understand. Why couldn't she rid herself of this thought and why did it excite her so much. It wasn't just anyone that she was fantasising about, it was her best friend, Kara.

While Jessie had been on the cheerleading team during her time at school, she had put most of her focus into her academic work achieving Valedictorian status and a number of scholarship options for college. Kara had gone the other way round, putting all her energy into cheerleading, making captain of the team and even scoring a few sports scholarship offers to go to college in the fall. They'd spent weeks making plans together about which colleges they were going to and finally settled on one that they had both received an offer for. This was a friend that she was going to spend the next four years living her best life with as they conquered the world together. Or at least the college campus. And she couldn't the image of her betraying her out of her head.

Jessie barely said a word at dinner, too stuck inside her own head about everything. The moment she had finished her meal she excused herself to her room. She hadn't even fully closed the door behind her before she shoved her hand down her shorts and started rubbing her pussy. She hated herself for it, but that image had turned into a fantasy and an entire day of being turned on like this was too much. She needed the release.

Without removing her clothes, Jessie flung herself onto her bed and continued to rub her pussy. Soon she had a finger inside, then two. Alarmingly quickly she was going to make herself cum. Quicker than she ever had before to her more acceptable fantasies or the few occasions she had watched porn.

The first orgasm hit her body and Jessie didn't stop. She didn't even slow the furious pace that she had worked up. Her fingers kept going in her pussy and soon enough she was fucking herself to a second orgasm. As that one crashed through her body she began to sob. She had just made herself cum twice to the fantasy of fucking her best friend onto Peter's cock and she knew she wasn't going to stop there. Soon enough she forced a third orgasm out of her body and by that point she was too exhausted to continue.

Jessie's arms fell to her side and she collapsed back onto the bed, sleep quickly taking her. But that did nothing to stop her fantasies. If Jessie had even a sliver of hope that her masturbation session was going to exorcise it from her mind, she was sorely mistaken. This time the images were more detailed. The fantasy more fully formed. She dreamed of all the positions Peter might put Kara in, the ways he was going to fuck her and the ways that she might be allowed to enjoy her best friend's body too.

This time when Jessie woke up, her fingers were already inside her soaked pussy and she didn't hesitate to make herself cum once more at the thought of what was going to happen to Kara on Friday. She couldn't deny it any longer, she was going to bring Kara here so Peter could rape her. And if this is how much pleasure the fantasy was giving her, she was terrified by how much she was going to enjoy the real thing.

Now came the boring part. Logistic. Jessie had to get Kara here on Friday night, make her believe that it was just a normal night and then turn her over to Peter. Not only that, if she wanted to really fulfill her fantasy, she needed Kara to wear her cheerleader uniform.

But one step at a time. First, get Kara here. It was worryingly easy. Jessie had been bragging about the place that Peter had moved her and Anna in over the summer so much that when she suggested that Kara come and visit for a sleepover she jumped at the chance. The hardest part ended up being making Kara wait until the end of the week. If she'd had her way, she'd have packed a bag and been staying over that very night.

The trickier part was getting Kara to wear her cheerleader uniform. Jessie knew she had to be a bit more careful with this one. They'd both had football team hookups ask them to keep it on in the bedroom and become more than a little bit wary about requests from anyone to wear it outside of practice or game time. Still, this was just going to be the two of them, no teenaged boys there to perv at their bodies in the uniform. And as far as Kara was aware, Peter was a safe presence because he was Anna's boyfriend. It had taken a little bit of persuading; telling Kara that it would be a fun bit of nostalgia and they could do a couple of their old routines to make sure Kara didn't get rusty before college, but she managed it.

All Jessie had to do now was wait. Four more agonising days. She told Peter her decision, showed her a picture of Kara and went through the plan with him. He managed to stay unnaturally calm throughout the whole thing, somehow not seeming pleased or disappointed that Jessie had chosen to go down this path.

The rest of the time she spent with her pussy soaked at the thought of what was going to happen. She tried not to give into temptation, but in the end it always won out. She disappeared up to her room so often that her mum and Peter had started to give her concerned looks. At least, that's what she hoped they were. She didn't want to consider that they were knowing looks instead.

Friday arrived and Jessie buzzed with excitement. Peter and Anna left soon after breakfast giving her the house to herself. Peter knew not to come back until evening when it was time to reveal what their plans were for Kara tonight and Anna was going to hide away in the garage to watch the action through the cameras Peter had set up in the bedroom.

Kara arrived and Jessie practically sprinted to the door in order to greet her. When she opened the door, the sight before her made her soak her panties on the spot. Kara was the perfect blonde bombshell. Jessie knew this, but this was the first time she had looked at her friend with lustful, sinful, evil thoughts going through her mind.

Kara had blonde hair, tied up in a high ponytail, just like she did whenever they did their cheer routines. She had blue eyes that matched Jessie's and flawless skin. While Jessie's ass was out of this world, Kara's came close to competing and was still pert and plump enough to get men on the street to do the occasional double take. And just like any good blonde bimbo, she had the tits to complete the image. Firm C cups that seemed to defy gravity whether Kara chose to wear a bra or not. As always when in cheer kit, neither of them were wearing one today, instead relying on the support built into the uniform's top.

Jessie just stared at her for a second, realising her fantasy for the last week was standing there in person. Kara politely waited for what was probably far longer than a normal amount of time before Jessie got a hold of herself and invited her in.

It was a miracle that Jessie was able to pull herself together and act normal. To say she was distracted was an understatement but she managed to give a tour of the house without raising any suspicions. Kara was very jealous about the swimming pool and insisted that they try it out later but was whisked away before getting a chance to try it out now. Instead Jessie led them both to the home cinema in the basement where the tour ended and they spent the rest of the day watching movies on the big screen together.

Unsurprisingly, Jessie found it incredibly hard to focus on any of the movies that they had put on. No matter how much she tried, all she could think about was what she was planning for later. Every time she looked over at Kara, she squeezed her legs together as she imagined what it would be like getting the answer to the many questions she had asked herself this week. What would Kara's moans sound like, would she cum on Peter's cock like Jessie had, would she get a chance to feel Kara's tongue buried in her cunt. The list just kept going.

Time slipped away and it was nearly time for Peter to return when Jessie checked the clock. She told Kara that she was getting hungry and they should order dinner and in the meanwhile they could practice their old cheer routines upstairs. Soon enough food was on the way and they were bouncing, jumping and twirling around the living room as they reminded themselves of how to do all the acrobatics they had learned.

Jessie spent the entire time with one eye on the door, waiting for Peter to walk in. She knew her part in the plan and while Peter had agreed to do most of the heavy lifting since Jessie had lured her here and in her cheerleader uniform no less, there were two key parts that he had insisted Jessie do. Firstly, it was her responsibility to tell Kara what was happening, to explain the full situation to her. And secondly, she had to pin Kara down to the bed as Peter got undressed. The second of her responsibilities thrilled Jessie, despite her knowing how wrong that was. The first terrified her. How was she going to explain to Kara that she had betrayed her. She just wanted the fun to begin, she didn't want to have to face what she was doing. But Peter had left her with no choice.

And then Peter walked through the door. The wait was over. This was really happening. Jessie felt so exposed, for a split second she wanted to call the whole thing off and take Kara's place as the victim. But it was too late now, and the position Peter had walked in on them was absolutely perfect. Jessie was holding Kara's ankles as she did a handstand, Kara's skirt floating up her body and showing off a spectacular view of her panties and ass to Peter.

Kara tried twisting her head to see who had just walked in. "Hi girls, do you mind if I sneak in. Is now a bad time to be interrupting your fun." Peter spoke to them, his eyes only looking one place as he did. Kara was too shocked to reply, the embarrassment of her situation slowly hitting her.

Instead, Jessie took charge. "Not at all. You've got perfect timing, I've got Kara right where we want her." The way the words came out of her mouth so smoothly shocked even her. Kara's head swivelled once again to look up at Jessie in confusion.

"What do you mean Jessie? This isn't funny. Put me down so I can cover up."

Peter closed the door a lazily leant back against it, he made eye contact with Jessie and conveyed a challenge with them. "Go on then Jessie, tell Kara what's going on so we can get started."

Jessie swallowed, easing her nerves about what she was about to say before launching into her explanation. "Kara, there's no need for you to cover up." She looked down at her best friend so she could watch the betrayal sink in. It was only going to happen once and although Jessie was scared, she wanted to make the most of it. "I didn't just invite you over for a house tour and sleepover. I invited you here so that Peter could fuck you and I could watch."

Kara's face went through a multitude of emotions upon hearing that. Jessie watched as she first looked up at her confused, then in disbelief at what she had just heard, then for just a brief moment grinning as if she was going to break out into a laugh. But when Kara saw that Jessie wasn't kidding, finally the look on her face was of horror and betrayal.

"I know you're scared and hurt right now, but trust me, you're going to enjoy this." Jessie wanted to comfort her, from her own experience she knew that any comfort wouldn't be able to overcome the betrayal, but she needed to try. "Please Kara. I didn't think I wanted this either. At first I was scared but by the time it was over I had cum twice and was begging for more." Technically that was true, though she left out the part where she was so ashamed and desperate for it not to happen again that she betrayed her best friend to save herself. Instead she whispered, slightly ashamed. "And ever since, I've not been able to stop rubbing myself to the thought of my best friend getting to cum just like I did."

As Jessie expected, nothing she said managed to calm Kara. Instead, by the time she had finished speaking, Kara had managed to recover her wits from the betrayal enough that she started the fight back and tried to escape. Being upside down was certainly not the best position to be in to fight back, but having both her legs near Jessie's face meant that with a few threatening kicks she was able to break free. Jessie stumbled back as her friend flopped to the ground and scrambled to her feet.

Kara's freedom lasted only for a moment though. Peter had heard everything that Jessie said and had considered her part of the bargain fulfilled so while Jessie was stumbling backward he stalked towards Kara ready to take charge. And the moment she got to her feet, Peter's arms encircled her, trapping her body in his embrace. Jessie watched as with one fluid motion he effortlessly threw her over his shoulder.

Now that she was trapped again Kara found her voice. "Put me down. What the fuck do you think you're doing? Let me gooooo." Her protests fell on deaf ears as neither Jessie or Peter had any intention of putting this to a stop. "Jessie pleeeeease. Tell him to stop. You don't have to do this, just tell him to stop and we can pretend this never happened. It's just a moment of madness." Though she was thoroughly trapped, Kara wriggled and swung her legs in an attempt to get free when her words had no effect. Instead all her efforts did was cause her cheerleading skirt to rise up and give Jessie a clear view of her panties once again.

As she took a good look at her helpless best friend, Jessie thought that she saw the faintest damp spot on her panties but thought better of saying anything. Instead, she let Peter lead the way up the stairs, neither of them saying anything, letting Kara's desperate pleas be the only sound that filled the house. As Jessie walked behind them, her eyes locked with Kara's and Kara asked one last question in a pitiful tone. "Why are you doing this Jessie." Jessie couldn't control herself any longer. She had spent the whole afternoon with Kara, her pussy soaked at the thought of what was now happening. Instead of replying, she grabbed Kara's face and pulled her down into a greedy kiss. She pressed her lips against Kara's and hungrily tried to push for more, her tongue looking for anyway into Kara's mouth.

Only when Jessie broke the kiss did she reply. "Because even just the thought of this makes me soak my panties. And because I know my best friend enough to know that you'll thank me before the night is over." The combination of the kiss and answer that felt so detached from reality to her was enough to shut Kara up. She didn't say anything else as they walked through the house to the master bedroom.

Peter threw Kara on the bed and the sight of it was enough to give Jessie a flashback to the night one week ago when it was her in that situation. She froze, the rush of emotion taking over her body. The memories of how betrayed she had felt, how helpless she was when Peter took her and her mother looked on unwilling to help. Kara must be feeling that right now. She must be going through the exact same feeling that she was, but instead of her mother watching on it was her best friend. And instead of watching on passively, she was going to be an active participant.

As quickly as the emotions from the flashback came they were gone again. Replaced in Jessie's mind with lust from seeing Kara sprawled out like this on the bed. Absent-mindedly she licked her lips at the sight, eager for Peter to get started. She looked over at him and saw him giving her an expectant look. He was waiting for her to fulfil her second duty before he got undressed.

Jessie leapt into action jumping onto the bed and straddling her best friend. She sat on the small strip of exposed skin between Kara's top and skirt, putting her entire body weight down and grabbed both her arms, pinning them above Kara's head. The angle meant that her face was just inches from Kara's and Jessie had a close up view as Kara's eyes went wild in alarm. The way that she was sat, meant that Kara could feel the damp spot on Jessie's panties. Kara could feel just how aroused Jessie was by the whole thing.