errorYou must be logged in to review this story.
The Difference Between Love and Friendship
folder
M through R › The O.C.
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
15,341
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
M through R › The O.C.
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
15,341
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own The O.C., nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Plan
DISCLAIMER: I OWN JACK SHIT
Previously on THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP
Ryan and Marissa rekindle their relationship, and Lindsay becomes suspicious
NOW ON WITH: The Difference Between Love and Friendship –
The Plan
Ryan and Marissa got into her red mustang and started on their way to her father’s boat. They were actually going there, and that was not a lie they told Lindsay. But their excuse for going there, that was a lie. IT would give them more time to be alone, with more privacy then they would get in the pool house.
“So when am I going to get to drive this nice car of yours?” Ryan asked, looking over at Marissa, whose eyes were focused on the road ahead.
“Soon, I really don’t know. I am very protective of my car.”
“Is there anything that I can do to make you change your mind?” Ryan asked.
“I don’t think there is.”
“How bout this?”
Ryan took his cold left hand, and put it on her knee. He made her shiver, as he slipped his hand under her skirt. He rubbed around the inner portion of her thigh, slowly moving his way up. He rested his hand on the outside of her panties, which were soaked.
“You like?”
“What do you think?”
“So can I drive this thing?”
“That is not enough; I think I need more than that.” Marissa said, as she stopped at a red light. She leaned forward, kissing Ryan, taking his tongue within her mouth. Marissa was getting hotter by the second as they continued to French. Ryan’s eyes opened for a minute and focused on the priest looking in on the two
PRIEST”S CAR
“Oh Heaven’s lord” He said, shortly followed by him crossing himself.
“Sinners!” He yelled, as his car drove forward
MARISSA’S CAR
But they didn’t care what anyone said right now. This was all about Ryan and Marissa.
“BEEP”
The sounds of the horn behind them, took them away from their world. The light was green, and Marissa wasn’t moving. She waved her hand, saying she was sorry, and then went on her way, looking over slyly at Ryan. Ryan had that same idea yet again.
He put his hand back under her skirt, and didn’t waste anytime with “foreplay.” He massaged her leg as he felt the warm fabric of her panties. He could feel the moisture building up. Ryan stuck his hand inside, feeling the lips of her vagina. Marissa was moaning now, trying her best to keep her attention on the road, and not Ryan’s left hand and her upcoming orgasm.
He moved his hand around, rubbing her cunt, causing her to drip even more. Then he took his pointer and middle finger, and slowly inserted them into her waiting pussy.
“OH!” Marissa moaned, putting a smile on his face.
“You okay?” He asked.
“Don’t stop! If you do then I won’t be okay!”
“OK, Yes M’am!”
And Ryan continued to slowly work his two fingers in and out of her pussy, making Marissa squirm. He began to speed up, then slow back down, only to speed up again. Marissa knew she was no close, and Marissa took her right hand off the wheel, putting it on top of his left, telling him that she was close, and that he should stop.
“You want me to stop? Things were just starting to heat up.”
“Later Ryan, later.”
“Tonight?”
“You know Ryan; pretty soon Lindsay is going to suspect something. Then you’re gonna lose her as a friend too.”
“I know, and I’ll break it to her, somehow, just give me time. She is a really good person, you know?”
“I do, and that is why I kind of feel bad for what we are doing. But at the same time, I know I love you, and that you love me and it feels right for those reasons.” She reasoned
“I know. It’s like they say, love hurts.”
“Tell me about it.”
Unluckily for Ryan and Marissa, Jimmy was at the boat, moping around, drinking like usual. That was all he had for awhile. Except what Marissa didn’t know was that he actually had gotten some pussy from somebody this morning. But she was married, and it could never work between them. How he missed those days. They may not have been what one would call functional, but the sex was amazing. How he missed the good ole days
Ryan and Marissa stayed out of her father’s way, as he drank himself to sleep. When he was finally unconscious, they knew they didn’t have to hide anymore. They began making out on the deck. They didn’t care who saw them, as long as it wasn’t anybody they knew. But they didn’t go any farther than kissing. One because they really were not into having sex out in the open, two because Jimmy was asleep in the only room oh the boat, and three because they needed to save up all their energy for whatever may come tonight.
The two stopped their kissing, when they heard Jimmy groan from inside. They decided that they should each go their separate ways at this point, to get ready for tonight. Marissa drops Ryan off at home, and Marissa takes the car back to her house.
LATER THAT NIGHT
The two have agreed to go to the crab shack first to eat, then they would come back home. Ryan had the range rover tonight, so he was driving. They arrived at the restaurant and said their hellos, not wanting to be too physical, in fear things would get out. They ate quickly, as their was clearly sexual tension between the two of them.
Later in the evening, they arrived back at the Cohen house. Marissa told Ryan she wanted to see if Summer was in Seth’s room. So as she went upstairs, Ryan went to the pool house. When he opened it, the site before his eyes shocked him
Lindsay lay on his bed naked from head to toe. Ryan nearly stumbled in when he saw her. But he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She was of course his girlfriend, and naked, and there was an attraction, so why wouldn’t he. His eyes scanned her body. Her neck, her perfect breasts, her smooth skin, her red pubic hair to the slit between her legs. Ryan could feel himself get hard. At that moment, he didn’t know what exactly to do. Luckily for or unluckily for Ryan, somebody else decided to make an entrance at that moment.
“Oh Shit, I am so…I’m a…I guess I’ll go.”
“Marissa wait!”
Read and Review. So not that much in this one, but for all you horny readers, sorry to disappoint you, but this story will actually have a plot.
Previously on THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP
Ryan and Marissa rekindle their relationship, and Lindsay becomes suspicious
NOW ON WITH: The Difference Between Love and Friendship –
The Plan
Ryan and Marissa got into her red mustang and started on their way to her father’s boat. They were actually going there, and that was not a lie they told Lindsay. But their excuse for going there, that was a lie. IT would give them more time to be alone, with more privacy then they would get in the pool house.
“So when am I going to get to drive this nice car of yours?” Ryan asked, looking over at Marissa, whose eyes were focused on the road ahead.
“Soon, I really don’t know. I am very protective of my car.”
“Is there anything that I can do to make you change your mind?” Ryan asked.
“I don’t think there is.”
“How bout this?”
Ryan took his cold left hand, and put it on her knee. He made her shiver, as he slipped his hand under her skirt. He rubbed around the inner portion of her thigh, slowly moving his way up. He rested his hand on the outside of her panties, which were soaked.
“You like?”
“What do you think?”
“So can I drive this thing?”
“That is not enough; I think I need more than that.” Marissa said, as she stopped at a red light. She leaned forward, kissing Ryan, taking his tongue within her mouth. Marissa was getting hotter by the second as they continued to French. Ryan’s eyes opened for a minute and focused on the priest looking in on the two
PRIEST”S CAR
“Oh Heaven’s lord” He said, shortly followed by him crossing himself.
“Sinners!” He yelled, as his car drove forward
MARISSA’S CAR
But they didn’t care what anyone said right now. This was all about Ryan and Marissa.
“BEEP”
The sounds of the horn behind them, took them away from their world. The light was green, and Marissa wasn’t moving. She waved her hand, saying she was sorry, and then went on her way, looking over slyly at Ryan. Ryan had that same idea yet again.
He put his hand back under her skirt, and didn’t waste anytime with “foreplay.” He massaged her leg as he felt the warm fabric of her panties. He could feel the moisture building up. Ryan stuck his hand inside, feeling the lips of her vagina. Marissa was moaning now, trying her best to keep her attention on the road, and not Ryan’s left hand and her upcoming orgasm.
He moved his hand around, rubbing her cunt, causing her to drip even more. Then he took his pointer and middle finger, and slowly inserted them into her waiting pussy.
“OH!” Marissa moaned, putting a smile on his face.
“You okay?” He asked.
“Don’t stop! If you do then I won’t be okay!”
“OK, Yes M’am!”
And Ryan continued to slowly work his two fingers in and out of her pussy, making Marissa squirm. He began to speed up, then slow back down, only to speed up again. Marissa knew she was no close, and Marissa took her right hand off the wheel, putting it on top of his left, telling him that she was close, and that he should stop.
“You want me to stop? Things were just starting to heat up.”
“Later Ryan, later.”
“Tonight?”
“You know Ryan; pretty soon Lindsay is going to suspect something. Then you’re gonna lose her as a friend too.”
“I know, and I’ll break it to her, somehow, just give me time. She is a really good person, you know?”
“I do, and that is why I kind of feel bad for what we are doing. But at the same time, I know I love you, and that you love me and it feels right for those reasons.” She reasoned
“I know. It’s like they say, love hurts.”
“Tell me about it.”
Unluckily for Ryan and Marissa, Jimmy was at the boat, moping around, drinking like usual. That was all he had for awhile. Except what Marissa didn’t know was that he actually had gotten some pussy from somebody this morning. But she was married, and it could never work between them. How he missed those days. They may not have been what one would call functional, but the sex was amazing. How he missed the good ole days
Ryan and Marissa stayed out of her father’s way, as he drank himself to sleep. When he was finally unconscious, they knew they didn’t have to hide anymore. They began making out on the deck. They didn’t care who saw them, as long as it wasn’t anybody they knew. But they didn’t go any farther than kissing. One because they really were not into having sex out in the open, two because Jimmy was asleep in the only room oh the boat, and three because they needed to save up all their energy for whatever may come tonight.
The two stopped their kissing, when they heard Jimmy groan from inside. They decided that they should each go their separate ways at this point, to get ready for tonight. Marissa drops Ryan off at home, and Marissa takes the car back to her house.
LATER THAT NIGHT
The two have agreed to go to the crab shack first to eat, then they would come back home. Ryan had the range rover tonight, so he was driving. They arrived at the restaurant and said their hellos, not wanting to be too physical, in fear things would get out. They ate quickly, as their was clearly sexual tension between the two of them.
Later in the evening, they arrived back at the Cohen house. Marissa told Ryan she wanted to see if Summer was in Seth’s room. So as she went upstairs, Ryan went to the pool house. When he opened it, the site before his eyes shocked him
Lindsay lay on his bed naked from head to toe. Ryan nearly stumbled in when he saw her. But he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She was of course his girlfriend, and naked, and there was an attraction, so why wouldn’t he. His eyes scanned her body. Her neck, her perfect breasts, her smooth skin, her red pubic hair to the slit between her legs. Ryan could feel himself get hard. At that moment, he didn’t know what exactly to do. Luckily for or unluckily for Ryan, somebody else decided to make an entrance at that moment.
“Oh Shit, I am so…I’m a…I guess I’ll go.”
“Marissa wait!”
Read and Review. So not that much in this one, but for all you horny readers, sorry to disappoint you, but this story will actually have a plot.