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Best Friends Forever

By: jbwalker



A clattering sound came from the roof. Footsteps. Mike glanced over at his bedroom window, got up, and walked over. When he came to the window it suddenly popped open.

“How’s it going?” the person asked, stepping into Mike’s bedroom.

“Pretty good, yourself?” Mike responded, shutting the window, and glancing at the girl.

“I’m fine. Why weren’t you in Physics today?” she asked, dropping a gym bag onto the floor.

“I had a dentist appointment,” Mike replied, looking at his best friend.

“You should be happy you weren’t there. Mr. Davis was a real son of a bitch.” They had been best friends since they were just three, and they were now eighteen, seniors.

“That sucks,” Mike stated, as she, Sarah, opened the gym bag and pulled out her softball uniform.

“I know,” Sarah said. She paused. “Do you mind?”

“Not at all,” Mike said, turning around to face his computer. They had gone through this routine a zillion times. Every day that Sarah had a softball game, she came over after school to change into her uniform. She didn’t go to her own house, because she lived a good fifteen minutes away from the school, whereas Mike had just a short walk.

“Thank you,” Sarah said to his back, as she began to change.

Mike reached for the mouse to get on the internet, and caught a glimpse of Sarah’s reflection on the screen. He found himself inexplicably transfixed by the image of her removing her shirt and standing there in only a black bra and jeans.

This was his best friend of fifteen years! He didn’t have a sexual interest in her! The growing bulge in his pants told him differently. He tried to break the spell, but he just couldn’t tear his eyes away from the screen. He was seeing Sarah for the first time. She was amazing, beautiful, he realized. She had long, blonde hair that fell down her shoulders with the utmost grace. Her eyes were baby blue, and her lips were pouty, inviting the sweetest kiss. The bra helped to accentuate her gorgeous breasts, which were trying to bust out of a C-cup. She was slender, with one of those amazing bodies that you see only in dreams.

She slid her hand to the button on her jeans, undoing it, unzipping, and letting them fall to the floor. She had on little black panties, and he yearned for her to take those off as well. Where was this coming from? Mike had never even noticed that she was pretty before! Suddenly, he was realizing that she was the most amazing thing he had ever laid eyes on. Mike felt the growing sexual desire in his chest and in his pants.

Sarah glanced over at Mike. He was staring at the blank computer screen. She watched him as he quickly looked down at the keyboard.

“Mike?” Sarah called out.

“Yes?” Mike replied, frozen in place.

“You can turn around now,” she told him.

So Mike did. Sarah was standing there in her underwear.

“Sarah... what?” Mike stuttered, embarrassed, but not turning away from Sarah’s gorgeous figure.

“I know what you did,” Sarah told him.

“I’m so sorry about that. It was an accident...” Mike was cut off.

“You liked it,” Sarah said, a statement, not a question.

“Why do you say that?” Mike asked, innocently, trying to hide the truth.

“I think it’s rather obvious,” Sarah replied, looking down at him.

Mike looked down too. He still had an enormous erection, and it was sticking straight out, aching with desire. “Oh,” was all he could manage to say.

“It’s okay,” Sarah reassured him, “it isn’t like we haven’t seen each other before.”

“Yeah, when we were like twelve!” Mike said, as the memory of them as two curious kids going through puberty came to him. He still remembered their game of ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours’. They had never felt awkward about it, because they were best friends forever! But now the thought made his face grow hot.

“I’ve had a crush on you ever since that first time I saw you naked,” Sarah revealed. She felt her heart race, and let the revelation sink in with Mike.

Mike was speechless. He stared at Sarah’s heavenly breasts, longing to see their fullness. He opened his mouth to say something.

“Shh, don’t speak,” Sarah said, putting her index finger up to Mike’s mouth. She removed her finger, and replaced it with her mouth. They engaged in a soft, yet passionate kiss. Mike could feel the hunger peaking inside him, as Sarah broke away from the embrace. She slowly traced her finger down his chest, over his stomach, and down to his jeans. Mike quivered with excitement. She slowly unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled them down with the greatest of ease. She slipped her hand through the opening of his boxers, grabbing a handful of his erection. She started to stroke it gently, causing Mike to moan ever so softly. She removed her hand, then smoothly pulled off his boxers, letting his throbbing member hang free.

Mike looked down at the beautiful Sarah, not believing what his eyes revealed. Sarah kissed the head of his penis, then her tongue came out and teased him a bit. He shivered, overcome with emotion, while Sarah licked the entire length of him. She finally closed her mouth on his penis, and began to move her head up and down, pleasuring him greatly and causing him to close his eyes. She continued to do this, prodding him with her tongue, until she could feel that he was ready to explode. She pulled up and Mike opened his eyes, alarmed. Had she changed her mind?

“I don’t want you to cum just yet,” Sarah said, reaching behind her back, and unsnapping her black bra. It slid off her breasts, to the floor. They were all that he imagined and more, and he saw that her nipples were taut with excitement. Sarah slipped a hand inside her panties, and touched herself for a moment. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she moaned. She pulled the panties down her legs, and stepped out of them, kicking them off to the side. She was now completely naked, and Mike could see that she was wet and ready.

“I want you to return the favor,” Sarah said, tantalizing him with a look of pure naughtiness.

Mike still didn’t say a word. He brought his face down to the flesh in between Sarah’s legs, and began to go to work. Sarah watched him as he licked her swollen pussy lips. She moaned once again, in ecstasy. And it had only just begun! His tongue felt great inside of her, teasing her clitoris, making her want to fuck Mike so badly. Sarah could feel the orgasm welling up inside of her every being, moments away from climax, when she pulled Mike’s face away.

“I want you inside me!” she screamed.

Mike was astonished. “I’ve never made love to anyone before.”

“Neither have I,” Sarah told him, truthfully. She had never felt like this with any guy before, and she wanted him right now. “Fuck me.”

So Mike threw her down onto his bed, and tore off his shirt. He got on top of her, and wildly kissed her. She returned the kisses with a great passion, as Mike’s penis rubbed against Sarah’s clitoris. Sarah couldn’t take it anymore, so she shoved Mike inside, causing her to cry out in pain.

“Are you okay?” Mike didn’t move, concerned.

“I’m fine. Keep going,” Sarah said, forgetting about the pain, and concentrating on the great feel of Mike inside her.

Mike began to pump in and out, causing Sarah to moan and say his name. He felt amazing and ached to go as fast as possible to get to the icing in the middle. But he took it slow, realizing that the true joy of sex was in the act not the climax. Sarah enjoyed the pace, but after ten minutes of slow, rhythmic pumping, she told him to go faster.

Mike was burning to explode at this time, so he thrust at her like some wild animal, while Sarah sounded like one. She felt the instinctive animal desire inside her take over, and started to scream as they made the bed crash up against the wall.

They both once again felt on the edge of an earth-shattering conclusion, but this time Sarah had no intentions of stopping. She continued to go at it, until she exploded at the exact time Mike did. The could feel each other’s juices flowing over one another. They just laid there, as one, for a moment, catching their breath.

They had made love.

“I love you,” Sarah said, truthfully, looking deep into Mike’s green eyes.

“I love you, too,” Mike said, also truthfully.

Sarah looked over at the clock on Mike’s bedside table. “Damn, I’m late for my softball game.” She smiled. 

Best Friends Forever



This is a relatively short story of around 4,500 words. It came to mind yesterday as I was driving to Lowes or Sam's Club and I started thinking about the theme of romantic timing. It's fiction but loosely based on a very special female friend I once had. We were certainly physically attracted to each other. We never had any sex or romance; we met at the wrong time in our lives; we were both attached. We both went through divorces which weren't timed so as to have allowed us to find each other. Thankfully we both enjoyed very happy remarriages to others. 

The four of us met and had lunch together purely by accident in Cabo San Lucas a few years back and shared pictures of our blessed families. I found myself wondering...what if? Just for a split second I saw her looking at me in a funny way and I will always believe the same thoughts were crossing her mind. It was in her eyes...those amazing eyes.

What the hell was that woman doing? God she's hanging all over him---and he's her boss for Christ's sake! She has to know him well enough to realize what a straight arrow he is; you can see that his not comfortable. Good, she's getting up and going to get another drink; I need to talk to her!

"Renee, what the hell were you doing? Damn, you were all over Dave...why didn't you just go down on him right there in front of everyone?"

"Look, Jack, you're a friend...a very good friend...so I'll let it pass. I wasn't doing anything; Dave has treated me very decently through all of the recent bullshit. I thought he would be the one guy who wouldn't think I'm making a pass at him. I know he's a straight arrow. He's treated me like a decent human being when everyone else---including you---is judging me without knowing the facts...and I appreciate it. I'm leaving the bar anyway."

Jack continued to walk with Renee as she left the resort's main bar. Renee...probably his best friend in the world. There had never been any romance between them; they'd never fooled around. The only time he had even kissed her was on the forehead when he'd taken her to the ER and she had been in so much pain.

He'd met her three years earlier when she assumed a product marketing role in the office he worked out of. On first look he felt the way every other red blooded male felt—he wanted to jump her bones. He'd fallen completely in lust with her. He found excuses to stop by the office when he knew she was in; he worked the product line she was responsible for harder than any other ones in order to have a reason to work with her. His wife, well, that would be ex-wife, hated her...was threatened by her. Almost all of the wives felt that way. 

The lust phase passed as he got to know her and just liked her a hell of a lot. He liked her more than any woman---any other human being---he had ever met. Then again it was hard to ever fall out of lust with Renee. She was a very pretty girl. She was confident and "take charge" and he had always found that to be supremely erotic. Those eyes were impossible to ignore...they looked right into your soul. With a quick smile and a throaty, mature laugh, the package would have been complete as far as Jack was concerned. As was appropriate in this particular business environment Renee never dressed remotely provocatively; it was when she moved, walked or turned her body that one could sense what was underneath. He'd watched her play golf and tennis; she was an athlete. He had decided that watching her strong thighs sliding beneath sleek fabric was probably more enticing them seeing them bare.

For two years they were regular work mates and increasingly close friends. There was not a word that Renee had ever said to him that he didn't remember...favorite songs, drinks, colors...he filed it all away. It was at the beginning of the third year. She had called him after her shit head and now former husband had been too busy in a meeting and told her to call 911. She'd called Jack instead. She was in horrible pain when he got there; he'd rushed her to the hospital. He stayed with her in the ER and waited for her outside the Operating Room and then held her hand in the Recovery Room after her emergency appendectomy. He'd kissed her forehead; she had gripped his hand and said, "Thank you." Her husband Matt had finally shown up so Jack left. It was at the moment at the beginning of the third year when he fell hopelessly in love with another man's wife. She didn't have a clue.

Jack's first marriage was dead before he'd ever met Renee; meeting her certainly had something to do with his decision to finally stop procrastinating and end it. But even on the day his divorce was final, Renee was still a married woman. Overnight, things got very complicated. A rumor had floated that Renee and another guy in the company had been fooling around; no one seemed to know the details. Renee and her husband quickly were divorced. The other couple went with the same program. Renee became a pariah and the subject of lascivious office gossip. "The whore who had broken up two marriages." A third marriage which had not been on good footing for some time went over the edge. The husband in question worked directly for Renee. The wife in question was sure that they were having an affair and filed for divorce.

Jack was angry; since the blow up and the reputed affair with husband number one he and Renee had seen little of each other. He was angry with himself; he felt impotent. He was confused. His anger at himself turned into anger at Renee and he crossed the line.

As they came to her room he said it. "Renee, God dammit, stop acting like a fucking whore!"

She had wheeled around and slapped him hard. Instantly sensing that he had asked for what he had gotten, he froze. And then he kissed her, not a tender kiss on the forehead but a hard, probing open mouth kiss which said, I want you. She had pushed against him; he had held her tightly, wrapping her in his strong arms for the first time. Almost instantly her arms were around him and she was kissing him back. She had broken the embrace, slid the key card through the slot and the two of them had almost tumbled into her room. Any love either felt for the other was lost in the violent tearing off of garments. Her hand found his cock and grasped it almost causing him pain. He found her furry slot and probed her moistness with no hint of tenderness.

Renee slipped to her knees and engulfed his cock, taking him deep in her throat and sucking him with an animalistic fury. He came quickly, then half dragged her to the edge of the sofa, threw her down on the arm and descended on her glistening little cunt. He found her other hole, probed around the rim and then slipped a moistened finger inside. She mashed her dripping little slot into his mouth as if demanding satisfaction. She got it; he was still rock hard and almost crazed with lust. He flipped her over the end of the sofa and almost lost it completely when that amazing rump came into full view. He had imagined how perfect it must be; reality exceeded his wildest fantasies. He slapped one, then the other milky white globe.

"Oh, you want to punish the little whore? 'You think I deserve to be spanked? Well fire away, you son of a bitch! Whatever floats your boat."

Jack spanked her several more times, probably harder than he realized. She cried out; he instantly felt remorse. Renee was the last person on earth he could ever hurt.

"Anything else you want to do with that ass, Jack? My ex-husband seemed to prefer it to my pussy. I didn't totally understand why until we got around to the divorce. Do you want to fuck me in the ass, Jack? Don't worry, it's hardly virgin territory."

Lust consumed him again; he went down on his knees and lavished her sweet little hole with spit. Returning to his feet he placed the engorged head of his cock at her tight opening. As he was having second thoughts, Renee pushed back and he was inside the dank and fiery furnace. The incredible vista of her amazing rear...the one he had dreamed about...fantasized about...the view as his fat cock split her full, cheeks and plunged to her very depths. Renee responded with a series of grunts, whimpers and groans...she was fingering herself...trying to get there...both got there almost in unison.

He stepped into the bathroom and retrieved a wet washcloth, cleaning Renee's tender ass and his own organ. She had not turned over; she just laid there like some fucked out whore; and she cried. Her cries turned into uncontrollable sobs. All Jack could think about at that moment was that his best friend in the world was in pain and he had been part of the pain. Gently rolling her over he picked her up and carried her to the bed, slipping her under the covers. He kissed her forehead as he had that day in the hospital. He said, "I'm sorry". She turned her head and mouthed the same two words she had that day in the recovery room. And then she kissed him as he knelt beside her; she pulled back the covers to indicate where she wanted him. Their arms were quickly wrapped around one another's naked bodies; they kissed; they explored. And when their passion reached a level that neither could ever recall feeling before, they made sweet, tender almost ethereal love for a very long time. When their physical ability to continue was exhausted they held each other more tightly than ever.

"Please don't answer; you don't need to do that. I love you. I've loved you for at least the last year...maybe longer. Head over heels...out of my mind...completely."

"That's not possible, Jack."

"Of course it is. When I first saw you I was in lust with you; like every other man who meets you I wanted to fuck you. You were married; so was I. I found every excuse in the world to spend time with you. The more I got to know you, the more I liked you. Assuming the fucking was never going to happen I decided that being friends was pretty special. By the time you called me in agony to take you to the hospital, I was pretty sure you were the best friend I'd ever had in the world. I knew more about you---your upbringing, your likes, dislikes, high school and college---than I'd ever known about anyone. And I let you know more about me than I'd ever shared with anyone. And that day that I could not take the horrible, excruciating pain inside your body away from you---it happened. I fell in love with you."

"You never said anything...didn't act any differently."

"You were married---I had assumed happily. I was married not so happily and within months of ending that episode in my life. Wait a minute! One question: did you ever see me in the same way? You never really flirted with me, oh maybe a few times during year two...but..."

Renee sat up and fixed him with those amazing eyes. "We need to clear some air here, Jack. I found you physically attractive the first time I saw you. When I flirted with you a couple of years ago I was very close to seducing you. But...I would hope if you really think you know me that you would know I couldn't lie to you. I guess we need to take it in order. I didn't have an affair with you---because you were, I thought, a happily married man. I was not at the time a particular happily married woman---but I never did cheat on Matt. He was, however, at the time cheating on me...with a guy. Matt, it appears, married me for cover. "Oh, Mark married that hottie Renee! He must be straight!" Well he's not. Looking back on it, other than the fact that Mark preferred boys to girls---and didn't want children---he was a seemingly sensitive and caring husband. At least I bought it for several years. It probably has something to do with why when we did have sex—and that became less frequent as time went on---he preferred to do me in the ass with my face buried in a pillow. Next chapter in the saga: Ron and I exchanged one---count that, one---pretty steamy phone conversation one night. He was not a very happily married man; half of the last year he was living at their beach house while she stayed in town. The foolish man taped the damned conversation; accidentally or on purpose he left it where Cynthia could find it. I think the office rumor mill has us having phone sex over an extended period of time. We had one erotic conversation; since I know I didn't get off it wouldn't even have qualified as good phone sex. Finally, let's talk about Tom---who reports to me and has for the past two years. Tom is a cutie; women respond to him in a certain way. His wife has become clinically jealous---convinced that Tom is banging every skirt in sight. To my knowledge, he is not---and he certainly never had sex with me. He's a sweet guy who tried to make a fucked up marriage work...and stuck it out longer than was probably good for either of them. And then there's your marriage."

"My marriage was..."

"Hold on, I'm not done. You and Paula were the best actors in the whole gaggle. Everyone was positive that yours was a marriage made in heaven that would last forever. The entire office was shocked when you moved out of the house and filed for divorce. As much as you and I have shared over the last three years, neither of us really ever shared a heck of a lot about out marriages or our respective spouses. I always liked you; you were my best friend. I always found you physically attractive. I also always assumed that you were married for life and I accepted that---in no small measure because the friendship meant so much to me. When I found out that you two had separated I assumed you'd get back together---everyone did. Assuming you were in a vulnerable period and knowing you had feelings---some affection for me---I became distant. I did not want to be a factor in screwing up your marriage. I'm done now."

Jack kissed Renee tenderly. "I love you."

"You don't know me well enough to love me."

"Bullshit! I know the name of the first boy who ever kissed you and the first time you fell in love. I know the day, time place and partner when you lost your virginity. I know your high school fight song and mascot. I know what classes you took in college and which ones you liked and those you hated. I know your favorite foods and the ones you can't stomach. I know your legs tan perfectly and your nose, cheek bones and breasts freckle. I know every word to your favorite song. I know your voice across a crowded room; I even can smell your essence when you're within ten feet of me. I know exactly how you got that scar on your left knee. I even know when you start your period---and which brand of tampon you use. I know the names of every member of your family. I know who you voted for in every election since you turned eighteen. I know your favorite breed of dog; I bought one, remember? You helped me pick her out. I know your favorite book; I know the first one you ever read, the most important one you ever read and the last one you read. I know your favorite city, color, concerto, dance number and even the kind of music you enjoy making love to. I know all of your hopes and dreams. I know you better than I know me. I know every curve of your body and every millimeter of your face...and your neck...oh my God...your neck! I even know how many children you want---two. I even know the names you have picked out for them---and you know the same about me. If you think back over the last three years...you know all that and more about me...don't you? Because I have told you things...shared things with you...that no one else on earth knows. You know it's true."

"Yes...that's true."

"So, what's your problem? If you're not in love with me---don't think you could love me---well, it's not okay but I guess I'll have to live with it."

Renee kissed him; it was a long, tender, lingering kiss. "I've spent the last several years convincing myself that you and I were never going to be...a couple. That we would just be special friends. You do not know how many times I fought against the idea of loving you as more than a friend---being in love with you. It seemed that the deeper I buried any romantic feeling I might have had for you, and in the absence of the sexual tension that I seem to bring out in relationships, the friendship just got better and better. Having you as that one special, 'tell all' friend helped me get through some difficult times. It became too important to me to do anything that might have jeopardized it. Now I'm lying here in your arms and you tell me you are in love with me and that...it's okay to be in love with you. Forgive me if I find it a bit overwhelming. What a bizarre idea! Falling head over heels in love with your best friend in the world. By the way, just for the record, the sex was pretty hot but that last time...oh my. You know me Jack; you know I'm direct to a fault. Where is this going?"

"Yeah...I fantasized about you and me, naked...but the reality was well beyond anything my imagination could have conjured up. Where in hell do you think this ought to lead? There is simply no one else in the world I enjoy being with more than you. It's inconceivable that you---or I---could have 'fooled' each other for the last three years. Why would we have? Generally in this society two people who enjoy each other's company the way we do and have seen into each other's hearts and souls the way we have...make plans...to make it permanent. Damn Renee! I want to have babies with you, raise a family with you, grow old and cuddle in front of a crackling fire with you. I suppose there is a one in a million chance that we're not right for each other---are you willing to risk walking away from what seems by any measure you can come up with to have astounding possibilities?"

"Ah, the scandal! 'The whore who broke up every marriage she touched...marrying the guy who everyone is now sure she's been fucking for the last three years.' I'll always be a whore to those people; they'd never believe the truth. It's too bizarre to be believable."

"I don't need this job; I've had lots of offers. I'm not remotely attached to this part of the country---neither are you---and I know you've turned down offers. I don't care where I live---as long as it's wherever you are. On the other hand I don't give a damn about what those people think so I'm with you regardless of which way you want to go. Wait a minute! You just said, 'marrying the guy...' I knew it! I am winning the war of wits!"

"Look, I've just left a marriage that went into the dumper....you too. Maybe we should live together for a while---just to be sure."

"How long?"

"I don't know! We may know each other pretty well but we've never lived together under the same roof. Maybe you snore...maybe I do. Maybe you leave the toilet seat up...no, I already know you don't do that. Currently we both live in houses that we shared with our previous spouses...that's not going to work."

"I've already listed my house; there's an offer on it."

"Yeah, same here."

"Look, we can go house hunting together---tomorrow morning! One of us can buy it and the other one pay rent---hell I don't know all of the legal ramifications. It has to have a yard for my---our dog---hell she likes you better than she likes me. I've already been looking; I have some possibilities. You'll probably like them---I do know what kind of house you would like; you told me in infinite detail. We'll sell all of our furniture---buy everything new---together. If we can't live with the office gossip, we'll start considering other job offers and find a place where no one knows either of us."

"You've got this all planned out, don't you?"

"Yes...no...maybe. Stop being difficult! I love you. I'm more convinced than I've ever been of anything that you love me."

"Okay...you win! I'm willing to explore the possibilities. You are the best thing that has ever come into my life...my best friend. I'd be an idiot to deny what we might be together. But...if it's not...will we still be able to be friends?"




Best Friends Forever



"Best friends forever."

It didn't take very long for the gossip mill to erupt. "Why that bitch! That little whore! Look what she did to poor Paula...stealing her husband from her. She broke up Tom's marriage and what's-his-name's marriage---you know the guy Cynthia was married to. And Matt...he'll never trust a woman again...why there's a rumor that he's...why she made him gay! And now they're openly living together without benefit of clergy! It's disgusting."

It took a few weeks to close on the old houses and acquire the new one; Renee and Jack spent every night together while returning to their old homes in the morning. It was completely new for both of them. The furniture they had selected was neither her taste nor his...it was theirs. Sensing that the dog they had picked out together needed a friend they acquired a rescue pup. After the usual sniffing and growling the two became lifelong buddies..."best friends forever."

"I know we didn't set any time limits but look, things are working out pretty well. It took a little work for us to exist in the same kitchen together and you have a passion for fresh flowers everywhere that is a little overwhelming but at least you haven't tried to bring a cat into the mix. We each have our own brand of tooth paste; I haven't shrunk any of your clothes in the dryer in at least a month. We need to..."

"I love you."

"I love you too, dear heart I just think..."

"No, it's more than three too easy to say words; I really love you...I can't even believe how much I love you. I can't tell you how much I love living with you...with you being the last human being in the world I see before I go to sleep...watching you across the breakfast table...messing up the kitchen with you...reading the Sunday paper with you. I guess I had no idea that this was the way it was supposed to be. By the way...I'm also four weeks pregnant."

"I knew that."

"Like hell you did!"

"I told you that first night that I know your cycle and I didn't miss the missed period or the test wrapper in the bathroom trash. I figured you'd tell me when you were ready. All the more reason we need to..."

"You never really proposed. I was the first one that ever used the word, 'marrying'."

"Big wedding or small wedding?"

"Small...very small...just you, me, a minister and a witness. I had a big wedding once...followed by an awful marriage. How about you?"

"Pretty much the same."

"What's the waiting period in this state?"

"Blood tests, license, find an understanding minister...a day...twenty-four hours?"

"Hurry up and propose. We need to get to the lab and the court house---and we do need rings."

"Sit down in that chair. I've rehearsed what I would say a thousand times. Listen to every word and just gaze into my eyes." Jack said his piece. Renee agreed with him. Thanks to improved testing procedures, a slack period at the lab and a recent change in the law that had removed the waiting period they found themselves standing in front of a minister in an empty church with his wife as their witness before the sun went down.

"Honeymoon?" Jack inquired.

"Maybe someday. Let's just go home...to our home...the one we picked out together...furnished together. Plus I'm sure our puppies are missing us; we've been gone a long time. You do know that in this state you have thirty days to get a refund---an annulment?"

"So I really need to behave myself for the next month?"

"Oh I'm pretty sure there isn't a prayer in hell that I'm going to be trading you in."

"Yeah, same here as it pertains to you."

"Good. I'm glad that's settled. Now take me home and have your way with me you brute. My hormones are out of control. We need to stop for ice cream...and maybe some dill pickles. Then you need to make love to me just the way we did that first night in the hotel. Actually now that I think about it---less me slapping you of course---an exact recreation of that first time....go a little easier on the spanking part...and I promise not to sob this time. We can start at our front door...no, first we play with the dogs, get them settled down, then we go back outside and come in again. We can start in the living room...on the sofa...then you carry me into the bedroom...oh hell, we'll improvise if we have to....maybe lock the dogs inside and go out on the deck. You have no idea how creative I can be when the need arises. "

"That's my girl."

"Yeah, I am your girl, aren't I? And you're all mine. Who would have thought not too many months ago...what a rollercoaster ride."

"The best one I've ever been on...and it's just beginning."

"Best friends forever?"

"Best friends forever."



Best Friends Forever



As much as Sara loved to hear his voice, she hated not having him there with her better. His touch always warmed her like hot cocoa in a winter night no matter what the actual weather was outside or in. He was the man she always ran to whenever there was something wrong in her life and yet the only thing that was wrong with her now is that he wasn't there in the flesh with her now.

Brandon Page felt the same way about Sara Vahle. Having her near him at all times was really all he ever wanted. Since high school their relationship always bordered on friends trying to work in benefits. At every chance they've ever had at taking their relationship to the next level, there has been an obstacle. In 10th grade gym class, a nosey student walked into the women's locker room as they were pressed up on the lockers before a shirt was even lifted. 11th grade health class proved problematic as well. Sara and Brandon were assigned to each other as lab partners in a separate room from the rest of the class for 3 days. On the first day of the assignment they were too nervous to do anything with each other for fear that someone might intrude. On the second day they realized that no one would be coming into the room and began to explore each other when a 3rd partner was assigned to their group in the middle of the project as he had been on vacation up until then. The almost couple lived too far away from each other to see each other after school and neither of them got their own cars until about 19. The closest opportunity they've ever had was after graduating high school. Through sheer coincidence, Sara was able to come over to a friends to stay the night and invited Brandon over through the window. While her friend Cindy didn't mind sharing a room with two people supposedly about to get it on under her nose, her nosey brother intruded on their get together and wouldn't leave the room until Brandon left the next morning. 

Another noteworthy obstacle during this time was their alternating "true" significant others. While they shared secrets, kisses and each others fantasies, they were usually in separate relationships that took up the bulk of their time apart. With both being popular people as well as popular friends it was always assumed that they were dating each other but this has always been a rumor, even now at both of their respective age of 24. Sara and Brandon may want each other badly, but Sara's fiancée Jake wants her in the next room and Brandon's girlfriend Alicia wants him on the other line. 

"Looks like we've got yet another interruption," Brandon said to Sara as the line beeped.

"Unfortunately so," Sara said back. "Story of our life together, huh?"

Brandon couldn't help but to smile and slightly nod his head, holding placing his index finger on the gray Motorola Bluetooth headset resting on his ear. Sara just knew what he was doing on the other line and motioned in a similar fashion. Same headset, same finger. Without getting into a long goodbye, they ended their conversation the same way they had since their encounter back in health class.

"One day," Brandon said first.

"One day," Sara replied before hanging up the phone.

And that was that, it was back to the "other" lives that they hated to live separately. No matter how they looked at it, they always felt that things would be better if they were together instead of with Jake and Alicia. It wasn't even as though they were bad partners, they just clung to the idea of that untold possibility. What makes the curiosity so bad is their status as best friends, meaning that all aspects of their lives are shared from relationship woes to sexual prowess, the latter being the biggest temptation. Sara had always talked to Brandon about her sexual appetite, telling him stories about past engagements including all details such as positions, duration of past acts, her lack of a gag reflex and her willingness to give at all times when it comes to any sex act. She's even hopped on the stage at a strip club with Brandon down below, throwing about $250 in fives and tens at her, even though it was a random act and not her actual job. It was really his way to show how much he cared in his own way.

Brandon himself was no better when it came to expressing his carnal pleasures of the flesh. He frequently discussed the sensation he received from giving or receiving oral sex with another woman and was always 'complementing' Sara with blunt comments about each and every one of her body parts. Once, he told her that he believed with lips like hers she could suck a dick better than Jenna Jameson and Tera Patrick combined...while her fiancée was within earshot. Realizing this, he quickly quieted himself as though he said nothing at all. Jake shrugged it off; Sara became excited that Brandon had thought about her that way. The next night they had fantastic phone sex.

On Brandon's side, Alicia was calling him for no reason in particular and also answered the phone as such in her normal, high and nasal tone. "Hey babe," she started, "who were you talking to?"

Another perk of their best friend status is that their significant others were completely okay with them having consistent communication with each other. In their minds, the two of them had known each other well before they came into the picture and if they wanted to be together, by now, they would be. "Just Sara," he told her, "she's about to go out with Jake later on but we were just discussing this blog she wants to write on My Space."

"Well that's cool," Alicia replied. "What's it about?"

"Stimulation; she wants to bring up how certain personal stimulants make people react to real life things and also affect your decision making. I thought it was a good idea and told her I'd be the first one to comment on it."

"I'll make sure I do to," Alicia said. She was always one to support Brandon's endeavors and close friends. He only had so many of each and she felt that it would be best to help out if it would keep him happy, frequently dropping her side of an argument before it escalated. This was usually followed by passionate make-up sex that she was readily available to give at any time. Brandon never minded this from her (as it was actually this little quirk of hers that sparked their relationship) and was always ready to give in with her. In all honesty, he was very satisfied in his relationship with Alicia. Alongside her willingness to initiate a romp in the bedroom, she wasn't a bad woman to look at either. She was a relatively small, caramel complexioned black woman of 22. At 5' 3", in contrast to his 5' 10" stature, she has a very svelte frame, B-cup breasts and nice sized curves for a woman of her size. She was rounded out by a perfectly toned mid section, dark brown eyes and shoulder length black hair. Always with a smile or smirk on her face she exuded cuteness from every orifice in her body; and with her small frame it provided ample positions in bed, giving them free roam of the extent of both of their imaginations.

While Alicia simply adored Brandon, Brandon could say he almost loved her. But his mind would always wander towards Sara...

Sara, a Caucasian woman of 5' 6", had natural brown hair that she has dyed several times since a teenager in varying colors from brown, to red and most recently black. This was to contrast her deep blue eyes as she was always about doing something different than expected. Even her frame was in contrast to what Brandon's taste in women suggested with voluptuous curves breasts a full 2 cup sizes than his current girlfriend Alicia. He once told Sara that he will always date women who look nothing like her in order for them not figure out that he actually is attracted to Sara. This proved quite easy for Brandon since he is a black man, although he's never been exclusive to dating one race of woman, even going so far as to brag that it's possible he has dated a woman of every race in his short lifetime. Sara found this cute and quite exhilarating, mainly because she wanted to know how many things he's learned sexually from women of so many cultures. 

She's never been known be to the good girl by any means, even going so far as to have multiple boyfriends in high school or at least 3 men courting her at one time. Calling her an attention whore would be putting it likely; she was a star in her own right, going as far as to christen herself a local celebrity in school. No one ever disputed this title though and her gregarious personality mimicked this claim, becoming fast friends with most of the students she attended with. Her promiscuous nature prevented her from ever getting in a fully committed relationship until she met Jake who, although not the most attractive man in the world, did everything he could to impress her, including a dinner for two that he spent almost half a paycheck financing. It was all worth it when he proposed to her and Sara decided to settle down...unless the right opportunity knocked with Brandon. 

On Sara's side, Jake was in need of some assistance packing his bags for an outing this weekend due to his employment in the Army Reserves. He needed to go out to Nebraska to work on helicopters and would be gone until Sunday night. Sara, hating to be in a home by herself, usually ended up staying over her girlfriend Elizabeth's apartment downtown, another contrast to her Middle American suburban home. With Stacy still being a bachelorette, she frequently discussed her various sexual encounters with both men and women, allowing Sara to vicariously live out her fantasies through her. As many times as they had spent the night together in the same bed, Elizabeth had never come on to Sara in a sexual way for what she felt was disinterest on Sara's part. That would change this weekend...

Sara took her maroon Nissan Altima over to Elizabeth's apartment a night early upon Liz's request. This wasn't a problem though as Jake did have his own car, so driving himself to the airfield on the Army post wouldn't be a problem. Sara parked her car in the apartment buildings underside garage and rolled her suitcase towards the elevator and selected to go all the way to the top floor. She finally reached Elizabeth's apartment and knocked on the door. A second later the very petite Elizabeth showed up and answered the door wearing a pair of extremely small denim shorts, unbuttoned and unzipped, and a red string bikini accentuating her perky tits. She was also barefoot and wore nothing else but her bright smile and her long curly hair down her back. Upon seeing Sara, Elizabeth gave her a big hug and took her suitcase while walking her in the door. Sara looked around the apartment and still couldn't believe herself. Liz had a studio apartment as big as a warehouse. Sara always wondered how well Liz's modeling gigs were paying and apparently, it was a lot. Most of the studio was empty, but only because of the high distance to the ceiling; the floor was laid out with two couches, furry rugs spread out sporadically, lots of lamps and candles, a bed in the middle of the room so big it was much larger than any queen or king size Sara had ever seen and everything in the house was white... with the exception of two cameras colored in dark grey. Sara asked Liz once before why she had two video camcorders. She told her that she films herself having sex and masturbating often and she always tells people she's going to be taping them with the first camera. If they object, the second one is in hiding, still recording the affair. Under her white Alienware computer in the corner in corner of the studio lay a few hundred hours of proof in DVD form, DVD's that Sara has watched often.

"I've missed you so much baby," Liz said excited, hugging Sara with a much longer embrace.

"I've missed you too," Sara said, blushing, "I'm sorry I haven't been by much, but you've been busy a lot yourself."

"Yeah I know. I just got back from Georgia last week. I had the best time at the photo shoot with Michael and this girl named Carmen. I gotta tell you about it later but we need to get things together for tomorrow."

"I've been meaning to ask about that," Sara said with wonder in her tone, "what's going on tomorrow that you needed me so bad for today? It's not an inconvenience or anything, I was just in shock."

"Well, because I knew you were going to be here, I decided to throw a party like you've never seen before. I've thrown them a few times before but I didn't know how comfortable you would be with it until recently."

"Wow, that sounds major. What kind of party is it, I'm so curious now."

"Well," Liz started, "I've titled it the GLP. The Get Laid Party."

"Come again?"

"Oh you will, trust me you will. I have the best times throwing these things. All my model friends and close acquaintances show up and basically, we get down a fuck the shit out of each other."

Sara didn't know how to react to such a thing. Just hearing the premise for the party made her eyes widen and a devilish grin run across her face. She had to know more though.

"So what exactly... happens?" Sara asked.

"Well, you can either come by yourself or with a companion, or two or three or more. Really, there aren't many rules. Don't get out of line, ask before engaging in anything and really, have fun. You can watch, entertain, strip or whatever but the biggest rule of the GLP is that we keep the parties out of our professional lives. What happens here, stays here. That's about it."

Upon hearing the rules, Sara stopped Liz from speaking any further and pulled out her phone and called Brandon. 

"Yo," he answered, "what's good?"

Sara was biting on her index finger now, anticipating that Brandon would say the right thing to her. "Honey," she started, "what are you doing tomorrow night?" 

"Umm, nothing actually; I just got off the phone with Alicia and she told me that she's going out to the club tomorrow. You know I'd rather be at home so I decided to stay in and watch Pulp Fiction again. Why, wassup?"

Sara was now grinning ear to ear. "Do you remember where my friend Liz stays?"

"The freaky little model chick? Yeah, downtown off 93rd, top floor, big ass building. You need a ride home or something."

"No, I need you to come over. I'll be here for the weekend."

"Okay, I can do that. Should I bring anything?"

"Just your sexy self."

Brandon let out a small chuckle. "I can do that. What time should I come?"

"Hey Liz, what time?" Sara asked. After Liz responded, Sara told him, "9 O' Clock."

"Cool, I'll be there at 8:45."

"I'm all for it. See you then."

"One day," Brandon ended.

"Soon," Sara responded. Brandon caught this immediately but thought nothing of it at the moment.

"Soon," he quipped back.

The night of the party, Sara and Liz started getting ready around 6 in anticipation of the first guests to arrive around 7 or so. They showered separately and took turns blow drying each others hair before putting on some lingerie for the event. Elizabeth, matching the décor, wore thick, white heels that lifted her about an inch off of the ground, white thigh-high stockings, lace panties and see through teddy with a silk white robe that only covered about half of her ass. She even wrapped her hair in a bun so it wouldn't have to get in her way.

Sara wore only her lace, black bra and panty set she just bought from Fredrick's of Hollywood. Aside from the lace itself, the set was completely see through down to her nipples and shaved pussy. Luckily she also brought her black heels that strapped all the way to the bottom of her knee with silk, hoping beforehand that she had a need to wear them. 

Liz designated Sara the camera person for this party. The second camera was hidden in a place where it could view the entire room and what went on and Liz wanted to make sure that she could enjoy herself this time instead of watching most of the action later as she had to in the past. 

Around 7, Sara took a seat on the couch closest to the door, holding the camera in hopes of getting familiar with it quickly. She figured out how to record when Liz appeared in front of her, looking as though she wanted something.

"Hey," Sara said, looking up at her. "I got this thing to record."

"Really," Liz said, matter-of-factly, "is it recording now?"

"Actually yes," she said, pointing in at Liz, viewing her on the small LCD.

"Good, make sure you get this."

Without warning Liz got down on her knees and spread Sara's legs apart. She then pulled her black panties to the side and began to tongue Sara's pussy down. Sara let out a sharp gasp of pleasure, not expecting what was going on right then. She was in no mood to stop the act either as the sensation was overwhelming yet completely enjoyable. 

"Oh...my," Sara started to say between pants.

Liz lifted her head up briefly, "you got that camera on me?" In the minute since she started Sara actually did forget to keep the camera on her. Oh shit, she thought to herself before she moved the unit back in Liz's direction. Sara could only imagine how long Liz had been wanting to do this but was so caught up in the moment that she didn't bother to ask, at least not then. As she became more relaxed, there was knock at the door, followed by the door opening and a couple walking in. Sara looked at them with surprise but Liz kept on licking as though no one had entered the room.

"Hello-o-o-o," Sara stuttered trying to greet the man and woman, a couple in their late 20's. 

"I see the party began a little early," the man said. "That's always a good sign. Nice to see you again, Liz." She continued at what she as doing for another moment or so before the girl who came in with her came in and slapped her hard on the ass. Instead of screaming, Liz pulled herself up and looked at the red-headed woman. "Hello May," Liz said to her. May bent down and began passionately kissing Liz, grabbing the back of her head to pull her closer. Sara was in awe and kept the camera on the two of them. 

"Can I take over for a second?" May asked Liz.

"Sure," Liz responded. She got off her knees and headed for the door as May bent down in her place and began licking away at Sara in a slower fashion than Liz had prior, almost letting her tongue crawl around Sara's bottom lips. Sara couldn't help but smile and moan yet kept the camera focused on May now. 

Liz walked to the dimmer switches near the front door and softened all the lights. She then walked from candle to candle, lighting each one individually with a long red safety lighter. Lastly, she turned on her stereo and made sure to play her soul music collection in a non-stop mix at a loud, but not deafening level. As she turned around from her stereo to approach Sara, she noticed the man, Hank, watching May enjoy herself with Sara. He was masturbating on a nearby chair to the sight and Sara was obviously in the middle of an orgasm. This brought a smile to Liz's face as she looked on. Sara smiled back with a look of approval as though to say, 'thank you.' 

Things continued to get hotter as more guests started flooding in afterwards. Couples, groups of three, four and five walked in, some models, some close friends and even one that Sara had seen a few times who worked at a local bank branch. Liz was well connected to the 'freaks' of the city and at 50+ people in attendance, this proved it. Sara reserved herself to camera duties after her initial orgasm. She then walked the party from place to place, filming multiple acts. She saw a girl being eaten out on the kitchen table as another woman sucked him off. She watched another couple having sex on one of the glass tables, the woman in the reverse cowboy position, yelling at the top of her lungs. Surprisingly, she didn't see Liz too often during the first couple of hours of filming but didn't mind as much as she was comfortable in the atmosphere and felt like she belonged the whole time. Somehow over the loud moans and music she heard a knock at the door. She knew it had do be Brandon as it's the only knock she's heard the entire night since Hank and May entered. Apparently, everyone is so familiar with Liz throwing GLP's that they just walked into the apartment without caution.




Best Friends Forever



Brandon didn't know what was going on. All he knew was that there was loud music and a lot of moaning coming out of the apartment and he could hear it down the hall. He figured that Liz and Sara were just watching a porno really loud and tried to dismiss any other thoughts. A good 20 seconds went by before Sara opened the door and grabbed Brandon by the shirt, forcing him in.

"Good to see you too- holy SHIT!!!" Brandon exclaimed, finally realizing what he was seeing. A sea of bodies were laying around him, either half clothed or not clothed at all, involved in many sexual acts. His eyes opened wide as he again exclaimed, "what the fuck is this?!"

"Oh," Sara started, "well, this is a GLP."

"A what?"

"A GLP; Get Laid Party. Apparently, Liz throws a lot of these and the result is, well, what you see now." This all seemed pretty standard to her now as she was still pointing the camera in the direction of the nearest couple to her, this time a man and a woman standing over the kitchen bar, thrusting her from behind.

"Liz throws orgies? Man I knew she was freaky."

"And you're overdressed," Sara said before using her left hand to pull off Brandon's shirt.

Still a little confused, Brandon started, "so wait, is this what you meant by 'soon?'"

"Indeed it is, big boy. There's one main rule at the GLP as well. What goes on here, stays here. The DVD in this camera will never leave this studio."

"So...the day...is..."

"...today." Brandon didn't need to hear anymore. He quickly grabbed Sara and began to lustfully kiss her. Sara, obviously tired of waiting so many years for this, took no time in undressing Brandon herself. She unbuckled his belt and pulled down his boxers as she continued to their kiss. With a sudden movement, she transitioned from kissing his face to kissing his chest and taking special interest in caressing his nipples, something she had been wanting to do for years as well.

She continued to go down farther, reaching his pelvis before her grabbed her chin and pulled it up to his face. "I love you," he told her. She smiled and replied, "I love you too." They shared a brief kiss as Sara then pushed him towards the nearest wall, sitting the camera behind on a counter behind them. She fondled his balls and then took his then soft penis and placed it entirely in her mouth, causing Brandon to shake and yell, "Aaaaaahhhhh" shortly before she delicately started moving her head and neck back and forth. Soon after, his dick grew immensely erect to the point where she could no longer hold it all in her mouth and was only able to bottle the first few inches of it. Brandon didn't mind at all and took pleasure in being sucked off by the beautiful woman below him.

Sara continued to suck him for a few minutes before Liz miraculously showed up. She was now completely naked except for her white stockings, her hair was pulled out of her bun as well, now flowing all over her. Liz took interest in the two and laid down on her back under Sara. She then started to eat her out for the second time tonight, this time much faster than before, interested in an confirmation that Sara was delighted. She received one as Sara began almost whimpering as she kept Brandon in her mouth. Sara also simultaneously began to grind Liz's face with her sopping wet twat as she sucked Brandon harder and harder. 

Brandon was watching as well as taking part in this and before long, came in Sara's mouth. His pelvis was thrusting much harder than before and Sara didn't mind taking in his juice and swallowing it all. Brandon did come a lot though and Liz could tell what was going on, even from her position. She decided to get off of her back and help out by snatching Brandon's dick out of Sara's mouth and began sucking him off herself, not letting any of his ejaculate touch anything but another warm mouth. Sara was so turned on by this that she actually sat on a stool adjacent to them and watched on. Her horniness overpowered her and she began furiously masturbating as she looked at her best friend get serviced by her girl friend in front of her. By then, she had removed her own clothing, now completely naked and using her middle finger to place herself in a euphoric state, eventually not being aware that there were still other people around her still having sex. 

Brandon wasn't erect anymore, yet Liz still felt the need to continue to give him head. Liz kept looking up at him every minute or so asking if he liked what she was doing, to which her gave her a resounding yes each time. Suddenly, Sara's masturbating caught his attention as he watched on as she continued to finger herself, while no longer just moaning, but yelling out her satisfaction with her deed. Both he and Liz took a liking to this and began to tend to only her now. Brandon then got on his knees and began to eat her out on the stool, he, now naked as well. He began to nibbling on Sara's large pink lips softly and equally applying his own natural lubricant to her already moist hole. Liz went directly to kiss her again, wanting to share the taste of the man doing so much for her now. Sara tongued Liz hard and told her that she liked the taste of dick in her mouth. Sara aggressively pulled Liz's head in to kiss her and made her moan loudly in her mouth. Sara's apparent nature was caused by Brandon's sudden dose of pressure applied by his mouth to her clit. As she kissed Liz she also bit her bottom lip, holding it in between her teeth yelling, "oh my God!" over and over again. 

Not able to contain himself any longer, Brandon got up fast and lifted Sara off of the barstool. He then pushed her onto the window and forcefully pushed his dick inside her as her breasts pressed up against the cold window. Sara's hands were to either side of her, placed on the cold window as well, trying to hold herself steady as she received a steady fucking from the overly horny Brandon. He gave her deep and steady strokes each time and not even 10 pumps into it, Sara began to orgasm again, this time, the first from a dick tonight. Liz was so turned on watching them that she sat on the arm of one of the couches and grabbed the nearest girl, demanding her to eat her pussy. She obliged without hesitation and watched Brandon push into Sara as she received oral stimulation from a sandy haired woman.

As soon as Sara's orgasm subsided, she felt another wave flow over her again as she was now coming all over Brandon as he continuously fucked her. He was now holding her waist as he did so, fucking her so widely that her hair jumped with each blow. The window where she had her breasts and arms was now warm and her pussy, now flowing with an endorsement to Brandon's sexual prowess. 

The party continued into the morning as some couples left, others sat and watched and the rest laid down and went to sleep in various places in the house. Brandon and Sara woke up late into the afternoon to discover that they were resting by themselves in each others arms on the giant white bed. Liz was showing out the last guest for the night in her own special way; giving him a quick blow job by the door. The happy couple lay quietly and watched, laughing softly with each other. They shared an embrace and kissed each other as they stated their love for one another under the white comforter. Eventually, Brandon left while Liz and Sara were left to the clean up of the apartment. They now had a new saying for when it was now time to say good bye.

"Another day?" Sara stated to him.

"Soon," he replied.



Best Friends Forever



Gather around folks and let me tell you the story of two of the hottest women you will ever know. There names are Rachel and Brittney. Both of them are blonde-haired women with big breasts. Rachel is 23, has dirty blonde hair and 38C breasts and an ass and legs the go on forever. Brittney is 22 and is a platinum blonde with 40C breasts with the ass of a goddess. Both the girls have shaved pussies. This story takes place in the middle of the summer in the great state of Tennessee.

Brittney was in her backyard lying by the pool when her best friend Rachel stopped by. "Hey Britt where are you girl?" asked Rachel.

"Out here having a party for one." replied Brittney.

Rachel walked through the house peeling her clothes off and wearing nothing but her tiny little thong bikini. Walking through the door Rachel spots Brittney wearing nothing at all. "I see your working on getting rid of those tan lines!"

"Have to look hot for Tj." said Britt "Say why don't you take of that confining bikini and get some sun, your looking a little pale, plus it will drive Steve wild!"

Rachel reached behind her back and untied her bikini top. Then pulled it up over her head and threw it on the ground. Rachel stood up, hooked her thumbs in her bikini bottoms, and slowly slid them down over her hips and down her legs. When she sat down Brittney looked over and saw something shiny between Rachel's legs. "What the hell is that between your legs?" asked Brittney.

"My pussy you moron!" replied Rachel.

"Well no duh you dummy." said Britt.

"Oh I guess I forgot to tell you, I got my clit pierced." said Rach.

"Damn girl that's hot, come here, let me see It." said Brittney.

"Ok, here see." an exasperated Rachel said.

Brittney reached out and ran her hand over the shiny metal object piercing her best friend's clit. Slowly she slid her hand back and cupped Rachel's pussy. She felt the wetness seeping out of her cunt. "Damn girl your wet" said Brittney.

"It feels so good, ohhhhh yea don't stop, keep rubbing my pussy, oh god yes yes yes YES, oh Brittney baby I love how good it feels" Rachel moaned as Brittney rubbed her pussy.

Slowly Rachel reached down and slid two fingers into Brittney's tight wet cunt. "Ohhhhhhhhh yes finger my pussy you sexy little slut!" Brittney cried out as she felt bliss from her head to her toes.

Rachel leaned down and kissed Brittney on the mouth sliding her tongue in Britt's mouth. Slowly kissing down her neck over her collarbone and reaching her fabulous breasts. Sucking one nipple in her mouth, she toyed with the other. Switching between nipples, she reached down with her free hand and cupped Brittney's mound. Slowly kissing her way down Brittney's stomach stopping just above her bald wet cunt, Rachel looked up and asked "Do you want this baby? Do you want me to lick your pussy till you cum all over my mouth?"

"Yes Rachel make me cum, I want you to eat me till I can't stand it any more.' replied a very horny Brittney.

Slowly Rachel continued down just missing her best friend's pussy. Kissing down the inside of Brittney's left leg and then back up her right leg. Reaching her pussy, Rachel stopped and gently blew on Brittney's clit. Then diving in she sucked and licked Brittney's cunt with wild abandon. Shoving two fingers back in Britt's pussy, sliding them in and out and licking all around her hole. "Oh god yes, Rachel holy fuck I am gona cum, god yes baby lick me good." said Brittney.

"Cum on my tongue you dirty little slut!" Rachel muffled through Britt's cunt.

"Nowwwwwwwwww I am cuming yes, Lick it all up Rach. Oh god yes holly shit I can't stop!" replied a quivering Brittney. Rachel kept licking. Rachel tried to get all if her best friends cum.

"Ok you sexy little slut, get on your back. It's my turn to make you cum." said a still shaky Brittney.

Rachel lay back on her lounge chair. Brittney got up and kissed her on the mouth. Tasting her juices, Brittney continued kissing Rachel for several minutes, all the while rubbing her pussy. Slowly Britt started kissing down towards Rachel's breasts. Stopping briefly to pay attention to Rachel's erect nipples. Continuing down over her tummy. Not stopping, she just continued right on down and captured her clit between her teeth. Tugging on Rachel's clit and flicking it with her tongue. Brittney shoved two fingers in her best friend's cunt just like Rachel did to her. "Oh god Brittney yes, I am so fucking horny." moaned Rachel.

"I know baby, your pussy is so wet. I feel your pussy juice running down my arm." replied Brittney. Pulling out her fingers and running them around the rim of Rachel's butt, she shoved two fingers of her other hand in Rachel's pussy.

"If you shove those fingers in my bum I will explode" Rachel said. She was playing with her own boobs by now.

Brittney pushed her fingers in her butt. Sliding them in and out repeatedly. "Do it. Cum for me like I did for you." said a very proud Brittney.

"Oh god yes, I can't hold it. Nowwwwwww, I am cumming, yes yes yes, oh fuck it feels so good." moaned Rachel.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm you taste so good sweetie!" exclaimed Brittney.

"You're so good to me. I love you Britt." said Rachel.

"I love you too babe" Brittney said as she stood up and kissed her best friend on the lips.

Just then, they heard a car door close in the driveway. Whom could that be both girls wondered? 

If you want to know who showed up stay tuned for part 2 of this story.  



Best Friends Forever



Since they were babies, John and Lisa were the best of friends. Their parents had moved into the same neighborhood at the same time and hit it off immediately. Instantly, both kids were sharing cribs and playpens with each other while the parents spent time together.

As they grew up, John and Lisa became closer than any two siblings could ever get. They were more like a brother and sister than just friends, only with out all the fights that you see siblings going through. Their parents had come to think of the two as possible future love interests for each other, and even jokingly mentioned that the children, both 12-years-old, were betrothed.

John and Lisa hearing this asked what that meant, and when it was explained, they looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"I can't marry her," John bellowed between laughs. "She's my best friend."

"Yeah," Lisa echoed.

Nearly four years later, both of them were dating, but not each other. They still considered their friendship one of the best things in the world and had agreed long before that they would never stop being friends or let relationships break them apart. Nor would they start dating each other, for fear that it would cause an end to their friendship.

As the years went on, both John and Lisa were in and out of relationships, but never was there a time that they were both single at the same time. Fate didn't seem to have plans for these two to get together, nor did John or Lisa want to get together. That was the case when they both had gotten a couple of good jobs after college, and decided to share an apartment together.

Rules were set and upheld. Dates could be brought over, even spend an occasional night, but no moving a date into the apartment for a permanent basis. All chores were shared with no fights, and they best friends worked well together in keeping the apartment a happy place for themselves and each other. The only problem was the people that they would date.

Everyone seemed to unable to comprehend the friendship between the handsome Josh and beautiful Lisa. It just seemed strange that they shared a two bedroom, one bathroom, apartment without ever sleeping together.

What most didn't know is that the two did sleep together, but not in a sexual way. Sometimes, during a particularly loud thunder storm, John would hear Lisa cry out and go check on her. He would climb on top of the covers, keeping them between himself and her, holding his best friend to comfort her in her moment of fear, calming her nerves so she could go to sleep.

John had nightmares on occasion, and on those late nights that he would scream out, Lisa would come to his room and do the same for John. He wouldn't even know she was there, but the monsters would disappear from his dream at the sound of her voice and embracing arms. He would only know he had a bad nightmare when he woke up facing Lisa the nest morning.

And to break up the closeness, one of them would always crack a joke about the others morning breath being that of a dragon. This always brought a smile to both of them, causing them to giggle and separate. The two had become so used to each others presence, there was no fighting when one would shower and the other would brush their teeth. The only fights that came were when Lisa would playfully flush the toilet, scalding John with hot water.

This was how John and Lisa were, until that one fateful Friday afternoon. It was the day when all of Cupid's arrows of love had broken off in their hearts and just caused nothing but pain.

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"It was a mistake," John nearly yelled into his cell phone as he entered the apartment. "I know I'm not the first person that must have done it before."

He was quiet for a moment, listening to the party on the other end.

"Well, if that's the way you feel about it, then fine. Forget about."

He closed the flip phone shut and threw it in anger at the couch, where it bounced off the back cushion and came to rest on the seat. Mumbling to himself, he walked over and picked it up and headed toward his bedroom. As he set his laptop computer down on his bed, he suddenly noticed a delicious smell on the air. Lisa was cooking, and she was making something good. That meant that there was trouble for her.

Quickly making his way down the hall, he took the turn through the tiny dining room and into the kitchen. Standing at the counter next to the stove top, Lisa was mixing a sauce in a small bowl, staring deep into it, her full concentration on what she was doing.

"Whatcha cookin'?" John asked. His voice broke her concentration, and Lisa looked up at him. Her eyes were puffy and red from the many tears she had shed earlier. She tried to tell John that she was making glazed pheasant for dinner with rice pilaf and sautéed mushrooms with onions along with some mixed steamed vegetables.

Through her quivering lips, and quickly tearing up eyes, she was just barely able to speak the words, "Josh broke up with me."

John rushed to his friend and wrapped her in his arms. She put the bowl down and wailed into his chest, her arms around his waist, crying and hardly noticing as John told her how wonderful his day went.

"Tina just broke up with me, too," he mumbled into Lisa's shoulder. She didn't hear him or pay much attention to it until she felt moisture on shoulder. It was then that she felt John shaking just as she was, as he sobbed with her over the mutual break up. The two stood together like that for several minutes, until the buzz of a timer rang out in the silence.

Both of them broke apart like prize-fighters hearing the bell ring for the start of the first round. Lisa and John wiped away their tears, while looking at the oven timer. It was preheated and ready for whatever was to be placed in there. John noticed the recipes sitting on the counter and back at his best friend.

"Mind if we both cook tonight?" he asked, still sniffling.

"Only if you wash your hands and keep your snot out of the glaze," Lisa said, starting to laugh. The joke was the start of a good evening for them, now that the tears had been allowed to run their course.

As they sat down eating, John let Lisa tell her tale of woe and misery, talking about her evening with her just recently ex-boyfriend. She and Josh were at his apartment the night before, making passionate love. As always, Lisa gave some detail about the loving touches that Josh had gone through to make the night as romantic as possible for the two of them. She loved how he had always done something to make her visit to his place so pleasant.

After a nice dinner out and sitting at his place watching a romantic movie that she could tell Josh wasn't really that much into, they had spent some time cuddling on the couch, kissing and light caresses. As was the usual case, she and Josh had become more intense in their passion toward each other. Before long, they found themselves atop his bed, making love with great excitement.

As John and Lisa sat there, letting the plates sit on the table, looking at each other, sipping on their third glass of wine, Lisa finally explained what it was that caused her and Josh to break up.

"I was just hitting my peak while sitting atop him, when I just yelled out my happiness. Oh god, John...I yelled out someone else name."

Lisa was just about to start crying when John did the unthinkable. He burst out laughing.

"What? What's so funny?" she wailed.

John stood up, downed the last of his wine and began to pick up his dishes, still laughing.

"Help me with these, and I'll tell you," he said.

As they went into the kitchen, and began to work on the dishes together, Lisa listened as John told her his story of passion gone wrong. Apparently, he and Tina had been having a romantic night here in the apartment that night, too. He had ordered a delicious Chinese dinner for the two of them, setting it on the table with candles, preparing a night of romance for his girlfriend.

She had been dressed for a night of passion, and was surprised at all the romantic softness of the apartment that John had set up for her. After dinner, John and Tina had skipped the cuddling at her insistence and went straight to his bedroom. She was quick to take charge at first, but she let John take control and be in command of their passionate moments.

He went into more detail, comfortable telling his best friend in the whole world about how he was making sure to touch Tina in ever way possible that would make her cry out for more. Just as Lisa put the last dish into the cupboard, John started laughing again, but his laughter seemed to have a touch of sadness to it.

"It was when I came that I screamed out another woman's name," he said. His laughter quickly turned to all out crying. Lisa turned around, her own eyes filling with tears as she walked over to John. She remembered her own sadness at her mistake, but she now understood John's laughter earlier when she spoke about it.

They both held each other again, crying once more in a friend's arms over their lost love. When they had control of their emotions, both of them decided that it was a night for nothing more than drinks and idle chatter. Taking the open bottle of wine and their full glasses into the living room, both sat down on opposite ends of the couch talking about all the problems they had with their previous lovers.

Each gave insurmountable reasons why their last lover just wasn't "the one" for them. Then they went back to before that, listing off all their past relationships, and all the faults that they could find with their own past relationships. Neither John nor Lisa gave a bad word about the other's past girlfriend or boyfriend.

Close to midnight, while speaking about his first high school sweetheart, John looked over at Lisa and saw her head leaned back, her mouth partially open and her eyes closed. John admired how her chest slowly rose and fell with the deep breaths of her slumber. Letting her rest, he slowly rose from his seat, feeling a bit woozy himself, and took her glass and his, along with the almost empty bottle of wine back into the kitchen.

After quickly washing them and setting the glasses in the strainer, he poured out the last of the wine and threw the bottle away. Going back into the living room, he saw that Lisa was still asleep, but her position didn't look all that comfortable to him. He reached her edge of the couch and was leaning down to lift her up and carry her to bed when his own dizziness struck him.

Instead, he touched her shoulder softly and gently shook her.

"Lisa. Lisa, wake up. Let's get you to bed."

Lisa's eyes fluttered open and she looked up at John with happiness in her eyes at seeing her best friend. She reached up to him. When he took one hand, she pulled on it, pulling him into a hug. John slid his arms around her sides, and used the opportunity to pull her up as he stood up himself.

"Come on. Try to walk with me to your room."

Lisa let go of John's neck and did her best to stumble to her room while holding onto his slightly wobbling body. They walked down the hallway, using the walls for stability, and into Lisa's room. After entering the room, Lisa quickly kicked off her pumps and began to take off her blouse. John was fixing to leave when she spoke to him.

"I don't want to be alone tonight, John. Will you stay with me?"

Not even thinking twice, he nodded and walked out. He returned to her room, wearing a pair of shorts and t-shirt, just as he saw a flash of Lisa's bare back being covered by the night shirt she was putting on. Lisa turned around, nothing showing but long bare legs, the soft swell of her breasts under the cotton shirt that reached her upper thighs and a smile just for John.

"Thank you," she said, coming over to him. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and climbed slowly under the blanket and sheet. John waited until she was all the way in then lifted just the blanket up. "Now, no hanky-panky," Lisa joked, feeling John's weight cause the mattress to sink a little.

"None planned with you, ugly duckling," he joked back, lying down behind her back. He draped an arm over upper abdomen. He felt the curve of her body in his arms and pushed the thought out of his mind as he just lay there holding her. In the next ten minutes, both of them were breathing deeply, sleep taking them into dreams of their past relationships.

John woke up on his back, Lisa up against his side, pressed tightly to him. He tried to think what the noise was that had woken him up, when he notices it's coming from Lisa. She's moaning against the side of his chest, while her arm over his chest is gripping the blanket just on the other side.

Thinking that she's having a nightmare, he raises the forearm that's underneath her and brings it to hold her. When his fingers touch her bare arm and caress up to her shoulder, pushing the sleeve up with it, he feels her body react to the gentle caress. Her moan grows a bit louder, no longer sounding like distress, but desire.

Lisa's leg slides the sheet that's covering it up over his thighs. When it reaches his groin, he feels her hips slide forward and press into his hip. As he lies there, thinking of his situation, John feels her leg slide further up and over his crotch. Even with his boxers and training shorts on, the pressing thigh and its slow stroke over him causes John's member to grow against his will.

For the first time, John feels a desire for his best friend. He always knew she was attractive, beautiful even; but she was always and forever his best friend. She had never made advances toward him before, especially not like this.

Lisa's moans were becoming more insistent as she started to grind her crotch into John's hip. He felt his own hunger for her growing with each movement of her body by his side. His own hand on her arm was now caressing it more softly, reaching past it and stroking though her hair and caressing her neck. He leaned his head toward hers and was about to put a kiss to her forehead when she tiled her head back. Her mouth was slightly open, waiting for the deep kiss of her lover.

John's lust was taking over, as he leaned his head further toward her lips, about to kiss Lisa and forever change their friendship into that of lovers. Then she stopped him, without even knowing that she was doing so.

"Ohh...Josh," she moaned, as her hip ground especially hard on John's hip. John was quickly back in control again. He was ashamed of himself. He was about to take advantage of his best friend, when she was having a dream. It was the worst thought in the world that crossed his mind. He was just about to destroy the best friendship that anyone in the world would give up a limb for, all in the name of lust.

Untangling his fingers from her hair and bringing it back to Lisa's arm, John made sure the sleeve was down so that he wasn't touching her bare skin. He pulled her close to him, feeling her head come to rest on the side of his chest.

He made shushing noises to her, making soothing sounds, slowly pulling his leg and hip away from between her gripping thighs. He would not destroy this friendship just for sex. It was these thoughts of how close he came to making love to Lisa that he took with him into his dreams.

Lisa woke a couple of hours later, lying on her side. John was behind her, snuggled up real close, his one arm lying over her side and his hand down at her flat stomach, his touch separated from her skin by her night shirt and the bed sheet. She lay there, comfortable with John's closeness, but wondering what it was that had awaken her from her slumber. Then she felt it.

John was pressed tight to her back, the both of them separated by only the sheet and the clothes they wore to bed; but that didn't keep her from feeling his erection pressed into her backside. She had talked with his girlfriends before, and as with all girls, they all were shocked that she had never seen, let alone feel his erection before. Now that she felt it pressing into her, she couldn't help but consider it a monster.

It felt to her that John must be at least eight inches long, and of a nice thickness, too. She considered his hardness and its size, and unconsciously moved. Her slight movement caused John's arm around her to tighten, his hand spreading open on her stomach. He pulled her back tight against his front, his own hips making a small thrust.

Lisa felt the urge rising in her, wanting to wake John up in a most sensual way. She felt her own pulse beginning to rise, as well as her breath, while John's hand slid up her stomach, toward her breast. He was taking short breaths, releasing it just behind her neck. She felt the heat of it caressing her skin after it made its way through her hair. The tiny hairs there stood up with her desire, just as his hand reached the underside of her breast, still covered by the sheet and her night shirt.

Lisa pushed herself back against John and the slow, sensual thrusts of his groin. She reached her hand up to his, ready to guide it under the sheets and up her shirt when she was returned to her surroundings.

"Ohh...Tina."

Lisa's hand had just come to rest atop John's when he moaned his ex-girlfriends name in her ear. She couldn't believe it. Here was John, her best friend in the world, holding her close and intimately, but he's dreaming of that bitch. Taking John's hand with her own, she slid it back down to her stomach as she scooted her body forward a little bit.

When John whimpered and tried to pull her back against him, she couldn't help but feel bad for her reaction. He had just broken up with Tina. She had broken his heart. Of course he's going to dream about her right now. Wasn't one of her dreams earlier of her and Josh just starting to have sex when he left her.

Holding his hand tightly in hers, but keeping her rear-end away from his groin, Lisa leaned her back against John's chest. She shushed and hummed a soft lullaby, all the while feeling John's body relax with her soothing presence. Just like with his nightmares. Not long after his breathing had become deep and slow, Lisa fell into her own sleep as well.

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Lisa and John both woke up at the same time, facing each other, eyes' shinning with delight at finding the other was there. They both felt different for the other after the events through the night. Both of them worried that to even mention them would either make the other angry, or ruin their friendship forever.

John just stared at Lisa, his heart pounding in his chest. He could feel it for the first time with Lisa. Now he knew why he had never found "the one" for him before. It was because she was the one. He'd had her with him for as long as he could remember, but never knew it, until now. And now was the time to speak up, if he truly wanted to risk their friendship. If she didn't feel the same way, then it would forever push away his best friend.

Lisa knew from the moment her eyelids fluttered open and she saw John by her side that this was right. They were supposed to be together after all. They were the perfect couple and no one would ever make her feel as happy as he did. True, if John didn't feel this way too, and she even mentioned it, it would forever doom the best friendship that has ever existed. If she didn't speak now, then she would lose the moment to do so, and there was no telling when she would feel close like this again.

John opened his mouth to say something, but Lisa beat him to the first words of their day.

"Whoa! Dragon breath! Go brush your teeth, Rottentooth!"

John closed his mouth in a smile, but it didn't look to her like it touched his eyes. He rose off Lisa's bed and muttered an "okay" and stood up. She just barely caught a glimpse of the tent his morning erection was causing before he left her room. She rolled over to where he had been lying, her face pressing into the pillow he had been using and smelled John while feeling his warmth.




Best Friends Forever



She shed some tears at the lost opportunity. John closed the bathroom door behind him, turned on the sink to make some noise, sat on the closed toilet and wept into his hands.

After brushing his teeth, John started his shower. While standing under the water, rinsing the shampoo out of his hair, he heard the bathroom door open. His heart leapt, the thought that Lisa was in the bathroom with him, so close to his naked body, and she just may join him. Then he was brought back to the real world as she turned on the sink's faucet.

The sudden rush of cold water made John jump back and make a mad dash to reset the knobs so he didn't freeze in the shower.

"Sorry," Lisa said, her mouth sounding like she was trying to talk around her toothbrush. John didn't hear her whisper, "that I didn't speak up."

"It's okay," he mumbled, shaking his head. "I was off in my own little world just then, anyway."

"Well, don't use up all the hot water. I want a shower too. I'm turning off the faucet now."

John stepped out of the shower's flow and felt it change. She had never warned him before. It was one of their little games they used to play.

"I'll be out soon," he called to her, just as the bathroom door closed.

John leaned back on the shower wall, feeling his tears coming without anything to stop them. Lisa was just outside the bathroom door, leaning her back against it, her own tears bursting over their own dam. The two best friends wept alone, separated by nothing more than a door and a shower curtain. Neither one heard the other whisper through their tears:

"It was your name I called out the other night instead of theirs."



Best Friends Forever



It was mid summer and Jennifer and Tiffany had been swimming in Jennifer's pool almost every day. They were enjoying their summer vacation after each of them had graduated high school. Jen's parents were never home during the day. Her dad was a hospital executive and worked long hours and her mother was a Bank Manager so she was gone on weekdays until 6 or 7 in the evening. The girls definitely enjoyed having the run of the large house. Her parents had the pool built over the spring, complete with a nice Jacuzzi and a 10 foot diving board. Jennifer figured that since she had just turned 18 it would be her last year living at home. She had decided that she was going to enjoy the pool this summer and Tiffany was usually wherever Jennifer was.

Jennifer sat back on a large lawn chair next to the pool. She had been best friends with Tiff since the 5th grade. She watched as Tiffany headed to the diving board wearing a red and white striped bikini that Jen had helped her pick out. Tiff had just turned 18 a couple of weeks before. She had very pale white fair skin and natural shoulder length red hair. She was 5'8 and was a skinny little 110 lbs. She had long skinny legs that ran up to her tiny little bottom that Jen had always thought looked cute with her thin frame. Her tiny bathing suit top easily held in her perky 32 B's. 

Jen was built completely different from Tiff. She was only 5'0 and weighed around 120. Her mother was Puerto Rican and her father was Italian so she had a dark complexion which was even darker with her tan. She had brown hair with blondish highlights running through it that went to the middle of her back. Her bright yellow bikini barely covered her ample 36d breasts which had grown a full cup size over the last year. She had much shorter legs then Tiff. They led up to nice round bottom that always had the guys staring.

Jen had recently developed a bit of a crush on Tiff. They had been friends for years and she was sure Tiff didn't know about it. Jen had always told herself that she wasn't gay or bi, but recently she had started to wonder. As the two of them had gotten older Jen had started admiring other women's bodies almost as much a nice hunky guy. She had never acted upon her new found obsession, but she had been thinking more and more that she would like to find out what it would be like to be with another woman. She wasn't sure if it was the closeness to Tiff or what, but she did know that she really loved Tiffs skinny little body. If she was going to act on her fantasies she sure wished that it would be Tiff she experimented with. 

Now she watched her friend climbing the diving board. Her pale skin gleaming in the sunlight, she looked so perfect to Jen as she walked to the edge of the board. Jen couldn't help but imagine Tiff out of her suit. She had seen her naked many times over the years while changing clothes. Now Jen was imagining her friend's perky little breasts and wishing she could take those tiny little nipples and suck on them. She sighed as Tiff dived into the water with very little splash. Perfect form, she thought to herself.

After Jen finished baking herself in the sun and lusting after her friend they both went inside. Jen followed Tiff up the stairs and then into her bedroom, checking out the view of Tiff's cute little butt wiggling back and forth in front of her on the way. 

"Can you untie this stupid thing?" Tiff asked Jen as she tried to reach for the knot in the middle of her back. Jen was more then happy to oblige. She walked up and gave a little tug on the knot as Tiff pulled the bikini top up over her head. Jen felt herself getting goose bumps as Tiff turned around. She was staring intently at Tiff's perky little breasts and for some reason she wasn't hiding it. She was just looking straight at them. "I sure wish I had a tight little skinny body like yours." Jen said.

Tiff had a look of shock on her face as she pulled off her bikini bottoms and exposed her closely trimmed bright red landing strip. "What the hell are you talking about? All the guys drool over your big tits and round ass. I wish I had half of what you have Jen. Don't be ridiculous." 

Jen knew Tiff was right. Guys tended to flirt with her more then Tiff, but she wasn't a guy and all she knew was that she was very attracted to Tiffs tight little body. She wasn't attracted to any women that were built like herself. "Well I still think you have a much hotter body then me, but that is just my opinion. Hell, I check you out more then I check out guys lately." The comment seemed innocent enough to Jennifer, but she wondered what kind of reaction she would get.

Tiff didn't really know how to respond to the compliment. Jen had never told her that she was jealous of her body. She definitely hadn't known that Jen was checking her out. "What do you mean by that?"

Jennifer looked her naked friend up and down. "I mean what I said Tiff. I'm really not sure why, but I have found you irresistible to look at lately. I've never considered myself as gay, but if you were gay I would definitely consider changing teams for you."

Tiffany didn't know what to say. Jen had never even given her a hint that she thought like this. Tiffany was a bit different from Jen though. She knew that she had been drooling over her best friend's buxom body for a few years now. She had fantasized about Jennifer so many times while playing with herself late at night in her bed. She always wanted to tell her friend how she felt and what she thought about, but always thought that she would get laughed out of the room. "Jennifer Ann Stephens, are you messing with me?"

Jen looked up at her friend with as serious a look as she could muster. "Why would I lie about it?"

Tiffany stood there naked and blushing. "Well I have wanted to tell you that I felt that way about you for years. So you better not be messing with me."

"I'm 100 percent serious Tiff. What do you mean you felt that way?"

They both stood there for a second. Both of their minds were racing about the things that had come out in the open. Tiff was the one who broke the silence. "Well, I'm going to go take a shower. If you are serious then I will expect you to join me in a few minutes. If you don't then we will forget this conversation took place. Do we have a deal?"

Jennifer couldn't believe that Tiff had just gone to the next step. The offer was now on the table. "Yes, we have a deal." She responded nervously. Tiff walked past her and into the hallway. Jennifer just stood there in shock as she heard the bathroom door close. She turned to the mirror and looked herself in the face and started talking to herself out loud. "Well Jen, this is what you have been fantasizing about. She is there for the taking. Are you going to go through with it?" She kept looking at herself as she pulled off her bikini bottoms exposing her shaved bare snatch that was outlined by the lighter skin from where her bikini bottoms had been. She then removed her top exposing her large breasts which were also outlined with tan lines. "Okay, here we go." she said as she turned and started toward the bathroom.

Jennifer could not believe how nervous she was. Her palms were sweaty as she reached for the door knob to open the bathroom. The shower was running and Jen could see in the mirror to her left that Tiff was in the shower washing her hair. The clear glass door offered her a perfect view of the suds running down over Tiff's beautiful body. "Well get your sexy ass in here." Tiff said as she continued lathering her red hair. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" Jen asked in a shaky voice. Tiff held her hair under the water as the soap rinsed out and down over her wonderful little breasts. She reached out and pushed the door open for Jen.

Jen entered the shower hesitantly as Tiff finished rinsing her hair. When she was done she opened her eyes and moved out of the stream of water. She reached out and gently took Jennifer's hand and led her under the flow as the water ran through her best friend's hair and over her full figured frame. Tiff was thrilled that it had finally come to this. Jennifer's eyes were closed as Tiff leaned over and slowly pressed her lips to Jen's. Tiff was pleasantly surprised when Jen pressed back and they began kissing passionately. 

Tiffany's hands began exploring her friend's body as they kissed. She slid her hands down Jen's arms at first, ending with holding her hands gently and letting go at the tip of her fingers. She placed her hands on Jennifer's hips gently moving then up and down from her hips to her waist and then back down. 

Jennifer was getting very excited. She had never kissed a girl before and Tiffany's lips tasted great. She decided to up the ante a bit and slowly let her tongue out as she parted Tiff's lips. Tiffany was more then happy to respond in kind as their tongues met and began dancing back and forth from one mouth to the other. Both of the friends were enjoying the kiss more then any other they had ever experienced. 

Jen moved out of the stream of water and leaned back against the linoleum shower wall as Tiffs hands grew braver and braver. She slid her hands up Jennifer's waist and then moved them more inside as she took Jen's large breasts in her hands and began massaging them gently. Jen let out a soft moan as they continued their amazing kiss. The feeling of Tiffany's tiny hands softly massaging her breasts sent a fire through Jen's body that she could never have described in words. 

Tiffany didn't want to break the spell of the kiss, but she knew she wanted more. She wanted to taste every bit of her beautiful friend. She pulled away from Jennifer slowly and began slowly working downward. She gave soft kisses on Jen's chin and then to her neck. Jennifer turned her head to one side as Tiffany softly kissed and licked her neck and worked her way downward slowly. She pushed up on both of Jennifer's full breasts as she licked her way down the left one and then back to the right. She was careful not to touch Jennifer's nipples with her fingers or her tongue. She could tell it was driving her friend crazy as Jen was trying to move her body to get her nipple closer to Tiff's hungry mouth. Tiff continued to tease Jennifer as she massaged under her breasts and licked all over them as she watched Jennifer's nipples swelling with need.

She then pushed Jennifer's breasts together firmly and took her left nipple into her mouth and began sucking, licking and softly nibbling. Jen gasped as Tiff started working on her nipple. It was more swollen and sensitive then she could ever remember. She leaned her head back against the wall and moaned softly as she reached for Tiffany's head and ran her fingers through her red hair. Tiffany stopped and switched to the other nipple taking it in her mouth and working it over more aggressively then the first. She was squeezing Jen's ample breasts in both hands as she began working from one swollen nipple to the other. Jen was moaning softly and squirming as her friend sucked on her tits like an expert who had done it a million times. Tiffany was in heaven. She could have played with Jennifer's wonderful rack and sucked on her engorged nipples forever. 

Tiff then released one of Jen's breasts and slid her hand down her stomach. Jennifer spread her feet apart quickly so that Tiff would have full access. Tiff's hand the reached the mound above Jen's clit and grabbed a hold of the fleshy area in her hand. She continued nibbling on Jen's breast as her middle finger found Jen's swollen clit. Jennifer moaned out loud as Tiff grabbed a hold of her mound between her legs and started squeezing and massaging it in her hand. Jennifer's pussy was on fire. She was dripping wet and hungry for the orgasm that she knew was building. "Fuck me with your fingers Tiff. Please!" 

Tiffany didn't have to be asked twice. She let go of Jennifer's mound and quickly pushed her index finger inside Jen's hot hole. Jen bucked her hips forward and moaned loudly as Tiff began sliding her finger in and out of her pussy slowly. She then leaned forward and started flicking her tongue quickly across Jen's swollen clit.

Jen lost it. She grabbed Tiff by the hair and pulled her head roughly between her legs. Her knees felt like they were about to buckle as her body erupted into an immediate orgasm. 

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. Oooooooooooooooh!" 

Tiffany didn't let up as she knew Jen was about to cum. She quickly thrust another finger up her hole as Jen moaned and bucked against her face. She was a bit surprised when Jen started squirting. It was the hottest thing ever to her as Jen held her by her hair and cum squirted all over her chin and ran down her body. Tiff still didn't stop as she thrust her fingers harder and deeper into her best friends dripping cum hole. Jen was cumming so hard. Her legs felt like they were going to give out. She had no control of her body.

Jen had to stop it before she collapsed. She pulled Tiffs head away and stared down at her friend. She had never squirted before and she couldn't believe how spent she felt and how much she had unloaded all over Tiffs face. Tiff looked back up at her with lust and passion in her eyes. She pulled her fingers out of Jennifer's pussy and stood up, kissing Jennifer firmly so that Jennifer would get a good taste of her own cum. She stopped kissing and opened the door and exited the shower, grabbing Jennifer's arm and pulling her behind her. "Oh my god Tiff that was amazing." Jennifer said as they walked out of the bathroom and down the hall. "Now it's my turn." Tiff responded with a grin.

They entered Jennifer's bedroom, both of them still dripping wet from the shower. Jennifer couldn't have felt any better then she did at that moment. Tiffany pulled Jen along behind her as she climbed onto the bed. She lay back on Jen's bed and pulled Jen down on top of her. Tiff thought to herself just how good Jen's wet body felt on top of her. Again they kissed hot and passionately, tongues twisting in and out of each others mouth. Jen pulled away and slid down Tiff's body a bit. She licked around Tiff's right nipple before taking it in her mouth and sucking on it hard. She pinched the other nipple between her thumb and finger, giving it a twist as she worked the one in her mouth. It only took a second for both of Tiff's perky little nipples to be pointing straight up in the air. Jen kissed her way quickly down Tiff's stomach and then reached her shaved patch of red hair. She ran her finger nails through Tiff's bush softly as Tiff flinched. "That tickles Jen." Tiff said in a slight bit of protest.

"Does this?" Jen replied and she pushed Tiff's legs apart. Jennifer then dove in licking Tiffany's clit quickly and sucking it into her mouth. Tiffany's hands went to her sides with her palms flat on the bed as her body tensed with the instant stimulation of her clit.

Jen couldn't believe how good her friend tasted. She licked up and down, darting her tongue across Tiff's throbbing clit. Tiffany began moaning and bucking her hips up and down, trying to grind against Jen's face. Jennifer moved her tongue downward. She grabbed Tiff by the hips and stuck her tongue up Tiffany's hot tunnel. She tried to get her tongue inside Tiffany's soaked pussy as far as she possibly could. Her best friend pushed back, trying to get as much tongue as she could. Jennifer then reached a hand up and began rubbing Tiffs clit hard and fast with her thumb as she began tongue fucking her in and out as fast as she could. Tiffany's body trembled and Jen could feel her friend's pussy trying to grab at her tongue as she licked inside her. 

Tiff then grabbed Jen by her hair. Tiffany could not do anything but tremble and let out soft moans that came out more like shivers as she began to orgasm. Jen had not expected the reaction as Tiff came hard. Her body trembled and quivered rapidly. Jen could feel her almost vibrating against her face as Tiff moaned in her soft shaky voice. The taste of her cum was wonderful to Jen as she licked and sucked up every bit that she could. 

Tiffany then let go of Jen's hair and laid back, trying to catch her breath. "Damn girl, I've never cum so hard, you really know how to eat a pussy don't you?" Tiff said with a giggle. "Well I've never squirted before so you must not be to bad yourself." Jennifer responded with a coy smile as she slid back up on the bed beside not only her best friend in the whole world, but the best lover she had ever experienced. She wondered what might be the next step. All she knew was that she definitely would want to do this again. She just hoped that Tiff felt the same way. She snuggled up to Tiff and gave her a soft kiss. They laid there together for a while snuggling, each enjoying the feeling of the others naked body pressed up against their own.



Best Friends Forever



Tony Harris sat of the beach with his buddy, Jim Gallagher. They'd just finished surfing a few sets and were watching the other surfers. The sun was about an hour from setting, and the light gleamed from the ocean's surface like a million flickering fires.

"Take a look at that babe," Jim said, pointing to one of the surfers. She had a rocking body and wasn't wearing the familiar wetsuit, but a bright yellow bikini instead. The sunlight gleamed on her long limbs, and she had the look of a long time surfer, fit and slender, with lean muscle. Tony nodded.

The girl finished her ride and walked to the beach through the small breakers, her yellow short board under her arm. Jim blew out a breath when she stopped a few yards away and planted her board. She picked up a towel from the sand and toweled her hair vigorously, her firm breasts jiggling pleasantly.

"Bra," Jim said quietly, "take a look at those tits! I could die happy with my face buried in those. And that body, those legs! Man, I gotta meet that girl."

She finished toweling and shook out her long, dirty blonde hair, the wet, ropy strands falling to her shoulder blades. She looked at the boys then and smiled coquettishly, her light blue eyes sparkling. "Fucking goddess," Jim whispered.

She threw her towel over her shoulder and hefted her board under her arm, beginning the trek up to the parking lot. She was looking at the well muscled bodies of the boys and smiling, having always enjoyed the look of a fit, muscular body in board shorts. "Hey Tony," she said as she passed, her voice soft and kittenish.

Jim turned to watch her go, amazed that his friend knew the hot girl. Her hips swayed seductively as she negotiated the sand, her firm, round ass barely covered by her low-rise bikini bottom. "Fuck, Tony! You know that girl?"

Tony was still looking out across the surf at the other surfers. He smiled, not looking at Jim or the retreating beauty. "Yeah," he said, "That was Erin."

*****

Tony had been thirteen when he'd met Erin Bradshaw, on the first day of seventh grade. He'd just moved to the small beach community from Austin, and the few kids he'd met had quickly nicknamed him Tex, because of his accent. He had been small for his age, and not very intimidating. He hadn't grown into his face, and it looked like his nose and jaw were too big. His eyes were dark, almost black, like the short curls on his head.

He'd gone into his Science/Biology classroom and taken a seat near the back of the first row of large, black topped tables. Seated directly across from him was a girl with honey tanned skin and straight blonde hair with streaks of darker brown. She had boobs! She was talking to the girl who sat next to her, a short, kind of dumpy girl with glasses who's only purpose on Earth seemed to Tony to be to make the other girl look even more angelic.

"Hi, I'm Tony," he said to the blue eyed beauty when she turned to face him. She wore a yellow shirt with lace around the sleeves and collar. She giggled and her nose wrinkled when she said, "You sound like a cowboy."

Tony felt his ears get hot, and the girl said, "I'm Erin, and this is my friend Valerie." Valerie looked at Tony disinterestedly, supremely unimpressed.

"I'm pleased to meet you," Tony said as a broad smile lit up his face, and Erin giggled again.

"I like you," she said, and then turned back to resume her conversation with Valerie.

*****

Erin had barricaded the door to the instrument room. It smelled of rosin and leather, from all of the instrument cases, and she leaned hard on the door with both palms flat against the pressed wood.

She'd gotten used to the boys snapping her bra straps, even copping a feel once in a while, but Jonny and Earl were bad news. They liked to grab her an pin her between their tall bodies, grabbing her and sometimes hurting her. They'd chased her into the Band/Orchestra room and had trapped her there. She could hear them pacing outside the door, and jumped whenever one of them punched it.

"What'cha doin'?" she heard a familiar drawl outside, in the main classroom. She'd made friends with Tony, the new boy she sometimes called Cowboy a year and a half before. He was really cute, and he'd grown almost a foot in the last six months and was starting to get kind of cute.

She knew he liked to look at her because she caught him looking often, but Tony wasn't creepy about it like some boys were. They'd look away or pretend they weren't looking. Tony would just smile and wave to her, his friend. She thought about his smile and felt the fluttery butterflies in her tummy, and smiled herself.

"We've got a girl in there and we're gonna have some fun," Jonny's voice said.

"Leave her alone," Tony said, his voice cracking and rising.

"You can have some too," Earl's deep voice said, "when we're finished." Tears filled Erin's eyes. She turned and leaned her back against the door.

She heard the sound of a scuffle and someone shouted, then there was a crash and someone screamed. Oh no! Erin clawed at the lock on the door. They were hurting Tony! She pulled the door open and rushed into the classroom, stopping short and looking around.

The black metal music stands had been knocked over and the far door stood open. Sitting on the piano seat was Tony, and he was smiling at her softly. His mouth was bleeding, but he didn't seem to notice. She ran to him and touched the split on his lower lip, her butterflies swirling and raging within her. Her arms closed around him and she hugged him hard.

Jonny had gotten a black eye and Earl had lost a tooth in the brawl, and while neither was particularly friendly to either Tony or Erin, neither of them ever snapped her bra or even touched her again.

*****

They were alone together in the back of Tony's crappy old van. He was laying on his stomach on the thick comforters thrown there for cushioning, and Erin stroked her fingers across the hard muscles of his back, soothing him. Her long legs were crossed, perhaps not the most modest of positions considering the tightness of her cotton short shorts, but she was alone with Tony, so it wasn't like anybody'd be trying to catch a glimpse of anything.

"I can't believe she broke up with me," Tony whined for the gazillionth time. Erin sighed and continued to rub her friend's back. She knew Valerie, had known her since the third grade, and she had always liked her. When Valerie had blossomed in their junior year, she had finally gotten the courage to go out with Tony, and they had dated for nearly six months.

Erin had no idea why Valerie would have broken up with Tony. He was smart and funny and handsome as all get out, with hard muscles and a gentle nature. Hell, Erin often thought, I'd grab him up for myself if he wasn't, well, Tony.

Tony and Erin had broken all of the conventions of their society, being two of the popular, beautiful people, they loved each other deeply and were best friends but had never even kissed. They were buds. They played touch football and beach volleyball. They even surfed together! The fact that they hadn't slept together simply astounded those who knew them, and was frequently disbelieved by those who didn't.

Erin ran her fingers through Tony's thick black curls and marveled that any girl would want to break up with such a great guy.

*****

Tony stood near the punch bowl, watching his date Melanie talking to a group of her friends. Her red gown hugged her thin, large breasted form, and he felt a thrill, knowing that he'd be with her later that night. They'd been dating for almost four months, and this was Senior Prom, after all.

"Looking good in that tux!" he heard the kittenish voice of his best friend at his elbow and turned to see Erin, resplendent in a gorgeous peach colored gown. Her eyes sparkled and her smile gleamed as their eyes met.

"You look beautiful," Tony said, offering her a cup. "Is Jason treating you right?"

She nodded as she sipped. "He thinks he's getting some tonight, but I'm not sure."

Tony looked thoughtful, considering what his thoughts had been just before she'd arrived. "Don't rush, Erin. The guy you pick to be your first is going to be the luckiest guy in the world. Don't forget that you're worth the wait, and you want it to be special."

Her eyes gleamed warmly and she said, "You're my best friend, Tony. Thanks."

Jason came along then and punched Tony's arm lightly. He was a good guy, but Tony couldn't see him with Erin long term. He hoped she'd be careful. They'd talked many times about her first time, and she had a very romantic notion about it. He wanted her to have her dreams come true.

When they left, Tony went over and escorted Melanie out onto the floor. As they slow danced, she leaned up and whispered into his ear. "Tonight's your lucky night, Lover." Tony smiled, the bulge in his pants throbbing.

*****

Tony rubbed Erin's back softly, reaching forward to brush the hair back from her face. They were huddled together on the vinyl tiled floor of the bathroom, Erin propped up on the toilet, a thin line of drool hanging from her lip.

Her puke spattered dress was in the sink, her high heels on the counter, as the gorgeous young woman hugged the cool porcelain and fought the urge to throw up again. As his hand caught on her bra again, Tony wished he could take it off just so he could rub her back properly. She seized and then vomited violently into the toilet again, and Tony jumped and grabbed her hair, pulling it back and away from her face. He held her hair gently as she retched.

Erin collapsed to the floor on her bottom, dragging the back of her hand across her mouth. Her pale blue eyes were dull and bloodshot, and she looked horrible. "I'm sorry Tony," she began to cry, and Tony pulled her to him, holding her tightly.

"It's okay. Frat parties are designed to get girls drunk. I'm just glad I was there," he said, feeling her shudder in his arms. He was surprised she'd been in college this long without having succumbed to the requisite partying.

"I am too," she whined, and he felt Erin press her lips to his and she began to kiss him deeply and passionately. Tony's cock leaped to attention almost painfully, and he returned her kiss. She tasted like puke and five different boozes, but the electricity that passed through him erased any distaste.

They clawed at one another, unable to be close enough, their tongues lashing each other in a crude dance that seemed something of a battle. He pulled away, cradling her face in his hands, and he kissed her lips, her cheeks, and even her nose. Erin looked up at him then, her eyes sleepy, her happy smile a little drunken.

"I always wanted to do tha-ulp!" and she retched again, before spewing hot, liquid vomit down his chest.

---

Erin woke, almost screaming because of the pain in her head. Her whole body ached. The shades were drawn, but the light that crept in around them stabbed her eyes like hot pokers. She pulled the blankets up over her head, smelling the rank body odor that permeated them. It was a manly, almost musky smell, and Erin found it strangely comforting.

She moaned softly as she realized she was in a man's bed, and a quick pat down revealed her to be naked. She touched herself softly, probing, and then laughed painfully at herself. How would she tell by touch if she'd lost her virginity? What should feel different? If she was supposed to be in pain, then her whole body had lost it's virginity.

Oh God, she thought, starting to cry. She'd saved herself for nineteen years, only to lose it in a night of drunken partying that she couldn't even remember. As she lay crying under the heavy blankets, she remembered as much as she could about the party.

That guy had kept bringing her drinks. He'd been cute, but nothing special, and he'd been an okay dancer. She remembered Tony being there, looking incredible in his tight black t-shirt and jeans, his curly black hair longish in the back.

She remembered kissing someone, a toe-curling wonderful kiss, followed by gentle kisses on her face. She couldn't remember who she had been kissing, but assumed it must have been the guy with the drinks. He kissed much better than she'd thought he might. God, he kissed well enough to be freakin' Prince Charming!

She heard the door creak open and her stomach settled slightly as the aroma of coffee wafted through the man-scent of the blankets. "It's supposed to be black, but I knew you wouldn't touch it without sugar. No cream though," the deep, masculine voice of the man with the coffee said, and the bottom dropped out of Erin's stomach.

She yanked the covers from her head and sat up, shocked. "Tony?" she asked, incredulous. Oh God, she thought, why can't I remember? Was it Tony? Did he...? The question stuck in her head, her body filling with warmth.

He handed her the coffee and sat on the edge of the bed. He was wearing a blue shirt with different jeans. She tried to commit the moment to memory. If she couldn't remember the act, at least she'd remember the morning after.

"Your clothes are almost done," he said, sipping his smoothie. "I think the puke will wash out of everything okay."

"Did we?" Erin asked, glancing down under the blanket to remind him of her nakedness.

Tony laughed. "Are you crazy?" he snorted, and Erin was at once filled with regret, relief, and anger. "Erin, I had to get your pukey clothes off to wash them, but I wasn't going to-I mean, you're my bud, right?"

"Yeah," Erin said, touching the blanket to her face and inhaling deeply.

*****

Tony leaned back in his chair. The restaurant was crowded with college students, staffed by college students, the flare covering the walls and ceiling of the garish and gaudy little chain store. The world whirled around him as he gazed blankly across the table.

Erin was wearing a tight white tank top, a metal ring circling her left nostril. Her hair was chopped short, and sitting across her lap, arms around her, was Irena. Irena the Romanian student with short black hair and a build almost too muscular to be a girl. Irena who just kissed Erin.

He watched them kiss passionately, his stomach tightening, and thought, Aren't lesbians supposed to be hot?

Erin smiled at him, looking almost shy, and she said, "So, are you okay with this? I figured out that the reason I never lost my virginity was that I'm not really into guys. Irena says that I was just waiting for the right girl to come along, and she did."

Tony put on his best smile and leaned forward, elbows on the table. "Erin, if it makes you happy, then I'm totally cool with it." He didn't mention that his heart twisted in his chest.

*****

"Okay, I was wrong. Sue me." Erin said. They sat in Tony's new apartment, only a block from the beach. Erin's hair had grown out past her shoulders again, and she wore her yellow bikini with a wrap around her waist.

"I get it, it's okay," Tony said, taking a sip of his soda and leaning back on the couch. He was wearing his board shorts, having returned from the beach only an hour before. "You were together for like two years. There must have been something."

"Oh, I'm perfectly willing to accept that I'm bi," Erin said, "but I'm not in love with Irena."

"So she threw you out?" Tony asked, and Erin nodded. "No problem. Do you want the couch or the bed?"

"The couch, unless you want to share the bed."

"Funny," Tony said without smiling. "Unless I'm mistaken, you're still a virgin."

"Well," Erin said, glancing around the room, "I haven't been with a guy. I've played with dildoes and strap-ons..."

"TMI!" Tony shouted, holding his hands palms out. "I get it. You're a worldly sexual creature and all that."

"Thank you," Erin said softly, and she leaned over and kissed Tony's cheek, lingering. He slowly pulled a throw pillow across his lap to hide his raging hard on.

*****

"Damn it! Stop arguing and let me move out!" Erin shouted.

"No!" Tony shouted back. "You're my best friend and you need a place to live. If Susan has a problem with you living here, then she's not the right girl anyway. I'd rather have you here than keep dating her."

"Really?" Erin whispered, the strange Tony-butterflies flitting about in her tummy again. Every once in a while, ever since junior high, he'd made those damn butterflies dance around inside her.

*****

"I don't want to hear it!" Tony shouted at Erin through his bedroom door.

Erin threw a pillow at the door and shouted back, laughing. "Look, I'm dating guys again and I want to tell you what's going on in my life."

The door opened and Tony leaned out. "I don't want to hear about you sucking some guy's dick!"

Still laughing, Erin said, "But I'm getting really good at it. And it's kind of fun!" The door slammed again and she heard Tony slamming things and muttering agrilly. What she couldn't figure out was why the fact that it was upsetting to him made her so damned happy.

*****

Tony set his surfboard against the wall and went into the apartment. He called out, but didn't hear any answer, so he went into the bedroom and dropped his wet shorts. He threw a towel over his neck and walked into the living room, pausing to look at the clock, which had stopped again. Hearing a soft exhale, Tony turned around and saw Erin, standing in the bathroom doorway.

She was wearing tiny panties and a midriff bearing camisole top, her nipples poking out at the fabric. Her expression was surprised, her mouth open, her eyes wide, and looking at his- Tony snapped the towel from his shoulders and wrapped it quickly around his waist.

Erin's eyes slowly rose, taking in his body, until their eyes met. At least she had the decency to blush, he thought, and a smile slowly formed on her lips.

"Wow!" she whispered, then cleared her throat. "You're really packing, aren't you?"

"Hey, the water's cold!" he said, embarrassed.

"Bragger," Erin said, her eyes returning to the spot on his towel that covered his - oh shit! - growing erection.

He hurried past her into the bathroom and slammed the door, and Erin leaned back against it, feeling so strangely, so odd. She ran her fingertips down her belly and slipped them beneath her waistband. She was wet! No, she was soaked. Connections formed, thoughts and feelings clarified.

She'd become so used to the feelings Tony made her feel that she'd stopped noticing them. No wonder she couldn't get interested in any guys. Pressing her hands to her face, Erin shook. She realized she'd loved Tony for ten years. Ten years of being close to him, having him protect her, take care of her. How could I have been so blind?

*****

Tony woke slowly, his dream influencing his reality. He'd had the same dream for the last six months, Erin sucking his cock until he was about to come, and then he'd roll on top of her and fuck her savagely until he woke up, sweating and sometimes with dried cum coating his lower body.

He felt her warm mouth on his cock, her tongue running around his shaft and flicking hard against the head while her fingers caressed his shaft, stroking him slowly but firmly. He moaned softly and woke completely. Thank God he hadn't moaned Erin's name! Susan must have sneaked in to "apologize" in a very welcome and creative way.

His hands moved under the covers and he found her hair and ran his fingers through it. "That's right Baby," he moaned, "suck my dick." He groaned loudly as the sensations overwhelmed him. "Oh yeah, that's good! Better than ever!"

She sucked off of him with a loud slurp and crawled up his body, kissing him, touching him, and driving him crazy. He felt the heat of her cunt near his cock and it felt like he was straining to reach her. And then her lips met his in the darkness, and his cock pressed into her hot, wet pussy, rubbing between her labia and against her clit. Her nipples stabbed him as her tits crushed to him, and Tony wrapped his arms around her tightly, secretly imagining she was Erin.




Best Friends Forever



He'd kissed her for almost five seconds when he had a sensation like ice water running down his spine. He broke their kiss, and then again because she'd kissed him once more. "Erin?" he gasped softly, tensing.

"Oh Tony!" Erin breathed, grinding her hips to his, her pussy rubbing along his shaft, seeking to envelop him. She'd never wanted anything more, and felt such an animal desire that thinking was difficult. Her world consisted of their bodies, and her one desire was to be filled by him.

"Erin, wait," Tony moaned, his resolve stripping away from him like loose sand in a windstorm. "You want to save yourself for the right guy."

"I did, Tony," she gasped, and then she cried out passionately as she bore down and took him inside her. Tony rolled over on top of Erin and he slowly ran his cock inside her, feeling the reality that he'd dreamed of for over ten years, anticipated and wished for, had idealized in his mind as perfection that no other woman he'd been with could match.

He hadn't dreamed big enough. The feelings he experienced, the sensations, the emotions, were so much stronger, so much better than he'd ever imagined. Gasping as he slowly moved in her, sweat beading on his skin, Tony whispered softly, "Tell me if I'm hurting you."

"You are," Erin moaned, and then she cried out and moaned more loudly, "but don't stop! Please, don't ever stop!" She could feel him inside her, alive, throbbing with his pounding heart. He felt so perfect, so right inside her that she couldn't help it, and didn't try to hold back as she came, the intensity of her orgasm driving all thoughts but pure bliss from her mind.

Tony cried out, almost losing control when he felt her pussy crush him, her contractions hard and fast, and he held her as she bucked against him and cried out his name over and over. And then she relaxed in his arms and he moved again, now even deeper into Erin. His head was spinning, the feel of her body in his arms, so hot and moist, her every tremble an invitation to continue.

She moaned into his ear to make love to her, and he moved faster then, his thrusts more powerful, and her cries in response were louder, more passionate. All thoughts of technique, of style and panache left him, and all he could think of was being deeper inside her, closer to her, joining totally with her.

Her senses were only just returning when Erin felt the waves of ecstasy crashing down on her again. She shouted gleefully, feeling Tony's fat cock slam into her repeatedly, feeling so perfect, and she dove into the waves, rising to the crest and attempting to ride them, but the thundering currents were too strong. With a cry of blissful surrender, Erin was dragged under and battered by the most powerful orgasm she'd ever imagined, helpless.

This time it was too much for Tony, and as she contracted tightly to his cock he barely had time to drive himself as deeply as he could inside her before his brain exploded and the resulting wave of energy stole his senses, whited out his vision, and he shouted his release. Powerful waves rushed through him, coursing through his veins to his hips, where they condensed and grew more powerful before jetting out through his cock to splash into Erin's tight, spasming womb.

Spent, Tony crashed onto Erin's panting, shaking body. They held each other, trembling hard, breathing deeply and quickly, their bodies, the bed, everything damp or wet except for their parched lips and tongues. When their mouths found each other that dryness disappeared quickly, swept away by long, slow, passionate kisses.

And then, her body still pressed beneath Tony's, Erin relaxed and slept. Afraid to move lest he wake to find this only the best dream he'd ever had, Tony held Erin tightly until he drifted to sleep himself.

*****

"Damn it!" Erin shouted at Tony, and she threw the football at his head. She'd been running for a touchdown after making a glorious catch, and he'd held back. She knew he could have yanked off her flag when she passed him, but he'd missed. Somehow, he'd missed.

"If you're not going to play, get off the fucking field!" Erin shouted, and she went to the sideline and sucked on a bottle of water. She saw Gerry and Ben standing close to Tony, arguing with him. Good, she thought. He deserved it. What good was playing the game if you're going to throw it? Just because they were sleeping together didn't mean he should let her win!

She got up and went into the bathrooms to relieve herself, and after she returned she was running to intercept a thrown pass when she noticed something was wrong and stumbled to a stop. She looked around as people shouted at her, and she turned and saw Pat, the guy she'd been covering, run the ball in for a touchdown.

Ignoring the shouts, Erin called to Gerry, asking where Tony was. "He went home! The guy's useless if he won't give it everything, and so are you! See you next week, maybe." Humiliated, Erin stalked from the field to walk home. Ahead of her, maybe a few hundred yards away, she could see Tony, his head down and shoulders slumped.

Serves him right! she thought morosely. Just because she let him stick his long, fat, beautiful dick inside her didn't mean he should treat her any differently, should it? She didn't treat him any differently. Oh sure, she wore prettier clothes sometimes, and they would go out dancing more, instead of hanging out and watching football, and they cuddled together when they sat, more often than not, but nothing fundamental had changed.

Okay, she thought, sometimes she liked to sit on the couch when she was alone, wearing his sweatshirt, or even just using it as a pillow, balled up under her head. There had always been a thrill when they'd touched, but now it was positively electric. She loved to sit and talk with him, she always had, but had she always gazed into his eyes or watched his lips moving, her mouth wet and wanting to kiss him? Well, kind of.

Now she felt whole when she held his hand. She felt complete when he was inside her. Erin could laugh and be silly about it, she could deny it to everyone in the world except herself, but she knew she loved Tony, and had for all of her life. She'd even caught herself daydreaming about looking over at the playground to see their children when they'd been there to play football.

*****

Tony sat at the little counter top attached to the wall under the front window and took a deep drink of his beer. He saw Erin walk past slowly, distracted, and she wiped a tear from her eye. His heart skipped a beat, something it had always done when he saw her.

He was fucking up her life. The two months they'd been together as a couple were honestly the best two months of his life. But now he could see he was hurting her. He knew he should have resisted her, let her keep her virginity for her one true love, but he hadn't been able to. He'd loved her from afar for so long.

And now she was convinced that she loved him, even though he knew it couldn't be real. She'd built up so much romantic expectation toward her "first" that when added to their long standing and mutual affection, she'd mistaken it for love. That was the only explanation he could come up with. Still, he couldn't bring himself to break up with her. He just loved her too damn much to let her go.

"Hey Sweet Thing!" Debbie said, wrapping her arms around his middle. "It's been ages!" She was a little thing, perky and fun and pretty good in bed too.

"Hi Debbie," he said, feigning interest. "It has been a while. What have you been doing?" Tony didn't hear a word she said, nodding politely as she spoke.

After a half hour or so, Debbie said, "I've missed you. Especially that great big part of you that liked me so much." Tony grinned, remembering that before Erin, and maybe that girl a few years back in college, Debbie was the best fuck he'd had.

"I'm seeing somebody," Tony said softly.

"So?" Debbie said, her smile turning wicked. "If I remember right, you've got enough for both of us."

"Give me your number," Tony said.

*****

"What's wrong, Dear?" the old woman in a loose pink day-glo t-shirt asked.

Erin wiped away the tears that had plagued her for two States and tried to smile at her seat mate. "A guy," she said, the tears coming again.

"Oh yes," the woman said, shaking her head. "A cheater?"

Erin shook her head. "No, never. He's just better off without me."

The old woman looked at Erin and asked, "Do you love him?"

Sniffling, she answered, "Yes, since I was fourteen years old."

The woman shook her head again, smiling. "Does he love you?"

"I think so," Erin answered, rubbing her eyes. "I didn't even know that I loved him until a few months ago, but I always did. Then as soon as we got together everything changed."

Hunkering into her seat, the old woman asked, "Isn't it supposed to? Being friends isn't the same as being in love, is it?"

Erin considered for a moment before answering. "He's my dream guy. We love the same things, and we can talk for hours and hours, days, and it's never boring. He protects me and takes care of me. He always has."

"So what is so different now?"

"He let me get away instead of tackling me! We used to play hard, compete, always giving our best. We used to talk, but now we kiss. We used to sit close and watch movies or TV shows, and now we.."

"Have lots of sex?"

Erin blushed. "Yeah. Things aren't the same, and I miss the old stuff we did."

"Is he really better off without you? Was he unhappy?"

"No, I don't think he was unhappy."

"So you're really saying that you're better off without him."

"Yeah," Erin said, wiping away her tears. "But he was my first and only. He took care of me. He protected me. Tony made everything better."

"So you're running away to see if you can live without him?"

"I guess I am," Erin said, and she had stopped crying.

*****

Jim ran up to the little yellow VW and called out, "Hey, Erin!" She turned from securing her short board to the roof and saw the tall, muscular man running toward her from the beach. He caught up as she was rubbing the remaining moisture from her hair with her towel.

Jim was out of breath when he stopped, and he waited a second before speaking. "I saw you on the beach back there, and I've got to tell you, you're freakin' hot. Can I take you out some time?"

"Are you Tony's friend?" she asked warily, and when he said he was, she asked, "Tony was okay with you asking me out?"

"Well, I guess so. He told me your name, and I took off. I didn't really ask his permission. Should I have?" Jim turned and waved to Tony, who was walking toward them slowly, burdened by both men's surfboards. They watched as he approached without speaking.

He looked good, Erin thought. It had been a little more than two years since she'd packed up her things and taken the bus to Chicago to start over, and his body was still just as firm, maybe a little more muscular. His damp curls were short again, and his face held a little more character. No ring, she noticed happily.

Damn she hadn't changed at all, Tony thought. Everything is still bright and yellow, her body tight and firm and so hot. As he got closer he saw her eyes, the pale blue gems of her face. Her hair was long again, and he was glad. He handed the boards off to Jim and walked around the little care, to face Erin.

"You moved," she said in a conversational tone.

"You knew where to find me," he answered simply, not smiling.

"I did," she agreed. "Are you seeing anyone?"

"I tried, at first. Nobody for a couple of years, I guess." He shuffled his bare feet on the sandy asphalt. "You?"

"Nope," she said, her eyes sad. "I never found anyone who made me feel...anyone like the one who got away, you know?"

"Where are you staying?" Tony asked, swallowing hard and blinking away glare from a passing car.

"Holiday Inn," Erin answered. "I've only been back for two days."

"I take it you two know each other then," Jim said uncomfortably.

Glancing over his shoulder at Jim, Tony turned his attention back to Erin. "You want to do something this weekend?" he asked, choking slightly.

"What do you have in mind?" Erin asked, smiling for the first time since they'd began talking.

"I don't know. We could go surfing, maybe take a drive. Stop at that little restaurant in Victorville maybe. Then hit Vegas, see a show, get married...?" Tony watched her expression, saw her smile disappear.

Erin started to speak but her voice cracked and she swallowed a few times before answering. "That sounds good. I was just hoping for somebody to help me move, but I like your plan better."

"Holy shit!" Jim shouted at them, smiling broadly. "You two are really going to get married this weekend? Jeez, who is this girl, Tone?"

"The love of my life," Tony said, as he pulled Erin into his embrace, and she held on to him tightly.

*****

The volleyball flew toward the net, tipped by Ray. Tony crashed to the sand by the net, sliding under the ball and tapped it up, and seemingly taking flight, Erin rose up and hammered the ball, sending it into the sand between two players on the opposing team.

"Game point!" the Ref shouted and Erin helped Tony to his feet, and they kissed passionately.

"Who in the hell are they?" the new guy asked Jim as he came off the roped outline of the court, "Brad and Angelina?"

Jim smiled. "That's Tony and Erin Harris. I was the best man at their wedding," he said proudly.

"They look like they're unbeatable," the guy said, then blew out a long breath. "She's fucking hot, too."

"Yeah, well," Jim said softly, "don't let Tony hear you say that. They are pretty hard to beat. Nobody fights harder to win, and once they learned to be a team instead of playing against each other, well, look out."

Jim watched his friends gather their things and start the walk to their beach front home. He figured to head over for a beer in an hour or two. He saw Tony playfully slap Erin's ass as they walked. Two hours, Jim thought, hell, maybe three.

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They walked into the house and Erin hurried to the bathroom, turning on the shower and getting in before the water warmed. The sand cascaded from her body, and after a moment she peeled off her shorts, tank top, sports bra, and finally her sand-logged panties. The sand formed swirling patterns as it was moved around the drain. Leaning out of the shower, she tossed her soaked clothes into the sink and called to Tony to let him know the water had warmed.

Hanging up the phone, Tony went into the bathroom and joined his wife in the shower. Erin giggled girlishly as she pulled his board shorts down, releasing a mountain of sand onto the floor of the tub. They turned for each other, letting their bodies be washed thoroughly free of the gritty sand. Satisfied they were sufficiently sand-free, Tony kissed his wife's lips, moaning deep in his throat as the familiar but still powerful electricity of their contact coursed through him.

Erin put her hands on her husband's waist, since he had no hips to speak of, and she held him close, feeling his erection bounce against her thigh, then resisting gravity to rest against her pussy. Just the thought of his desire for her, the feel of his hardness near her, excited Erin and she became wet from wanting him.

Putting his hands on her slender waist, Tony lifted Erin and pinned her to the wall of the shower, and she opened her legs for him, closing them tightly behind his back as he entered her. They didn't stop kissing one another, moaning and crying out, gasping and biting, as they kissed. Tony had entered Erin completely, and he released her, letting gravity press her down onto him, impaling her on his hardness.

Using her powerful thighs, Erin lifted and released herself to fall onto him again, plunging his cock deep inside her. His hands were on her breasts, and then under her, squeezing her ass tightly, and his desire grew. Tony pressed her to the wall of the shower and began to thrust hard into her, hearing her cries as he crushed the breath from her, and then the high pitched keen as Erin's orgasm caused her pussy to convulse and contract on him.

Promising himself silently that he'd make it up to her later, Tony shouted and released his seed into Erin, shaking as great pulsating contractions moved through his cock, in almost perfect time with the crushing tightness of her pussy. Still kissing, her legs still holding her up, Erin wrapped her arms around Tony's neck and held him. Tony leaned into Erin, and he held her until the water on his back began to run cold.

They entered the living room wrapped in towels, just in time for the knock on the door. Tony opened the door and greeted his mother, who bustled in, her arms filled. Tony relieved her of two large but not too heavy bags, and his mother handed the baby to Erin. "Thanks Mom," Tony said, smiling broadly at her.

Erin held her baby up and blew raspberries on his belly, making him laugh and almost losing her towel.

Tony's mom asked about their game, then if they had any plans for the evening. "I'm always available to watch little Aaron," she said hopefully. They agreed that they might like to go to dinner or perhaps a movie soon, and they'd call her first. Tony escorted his mother out, thanking her again for watching Aaron, and then joined his wife and thirteen month old on their bed.

Watching Erin play with her son, his son, their child, filled Tony with a joy he couldn't explain, could hardly comprehend. Erin looked over at his towel covered body and the movement she noticed, and said, "Whoa, Cowboy. Baby on board." Tony laid back on the bed and watched her put their baby into his crib, and then turn to face him, her towel dropping to the floor.

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Jim stood at the door, fist raised, poised to knock on the little glass windows of the door, when he heard the sound of several soft, passionate cries from inside. Shaking his head, he turned and climbed down from the porch. Maybe he'd try again in a couple of hours. Or maybe he'd just come back tomorrow, he thought.



Best Friends Forever and Always



CHAPTER 1

My name is Nicole Morris and I loved Lacey Harrison more than anything in this world. I had known Lacey since we were in the 3rd grade but it took a few years for me to figure out that I had fallen in love with her. I had grown up working on cars and motorcycles with my cousins for as long as I could remember. I guess that's the reason I became a butch and that's also the reason I fell in love with Lacey, because she was so feminine and I loved feminine women. I spent just about all my free time with her when I wasn't working, she and I went everywhere with each other.

I never finished high school so I went to a vocational school to get my GED and a degree to become a mechanic. She continued to go to high school so I took her to school in the morning and picked her up in the afternoon. We would still hang out on the weekends but with me working all week long I didn't really have time to spend with her. While I was working so much she started dating this guy Mark, well he didn't like her spending so much time with me because he knew what I was so he didn't trust me. I happened to walk in to her house one day and they were having a fight and I just stopped him from slapping her, so I kicked his ass out of the her house and threatened to beat the hell out of him if I ever found out he had done something like that ever again. I went up to her and asked her if she was okay and she said yes. I then told her the reason I was there. I told her I had to leave for about a week to go to some kind of seminar and that when I got back she and I would go out somewhere. I left the next day for California to help me get some kind of license to help me to be a better mechanic.

I got a call from my mom a few days later telling me that Lacey was in the hospital, that asshole she was dating raped her while I was gone. I had my friend bring my motorcycle home with him so I could take a flight home. I left the airport and went straight to the hospital to see Lacey. I went to the information desk to see what room she was in. When I finally found out where she was I took the elevator up and ran to her room.When I walked in the room my mom was by her bed and there was a cop at the end of it asking her questions. I guess I must of made a noise because she saw me in the doorway and she started crying. 

I went up to her and hugged her that's when the cop asked who I was and my mom told her that I was Laceys friend. The cop asked me if I was the one that threatened to beat Mark up. I told her I did threaten him because I walked in her house in time to stop Mark from hitting her. That's probably why he did what he did because I was in California at a seminar so he figured he had plenty of time to do what he wanted to. The cop said she needed me to give her my statement so we went out of the room. It took a few minutes to give my statement when I was done the officer told me I might have to testify to what happened. When I was finished talking to the officer I went back in her room and my mom walked out to give us some privacy. 

When I walked up to her bed she turned her back on me so I went around to the other side of the bed to look at her. She told me she didn't want me to see her like this, I told her I would love her know matter what happened to her. She uncovered her face so I could see her, her face was bruised up really bad and her lip was split. I told her what would make her think that she wasn't beautiful to me. I said i've always thought you were beautiful and I always will. 



Best Friends Forever Ch. 01



This is a story about my best friend and me on our road to discovery. It is a recollection of our first time pleasuring each other. I really loved her and fondly remember these experiences from twenty years ago. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed putting it in writing. This is my first time ever, writing out a story, but all of you have inspired me to give it a try.

Depending on feedback, good and bad, I'd like to continue my story. Please be gentle but honest in your comments. I hope you enjoy.

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I don't know how old we were when we first met, as it seemed we had always been friends. All I know is that Holly and I became friends sometime in Elementary School. We were just kids, innocent and pure. We lived close to each other and we would walk to and from school together. We would sometimes eat lunch at each others houses and would play together after school and on weekends. To tell the truth, I didn't even consider her to be a girl. Holly was just a friend and we did everything together. Holly was my equal in anything physical and we had a lot of fun together. We'd ride bikes, play in the park, shoot basketball, play soccer, and just hang out lying on our backs down by the river.

I think the first time I ever realized Holly was a girl was one day in middle school. I over heard a group of boys laughing and making jokes about my best friend. As I listened, I heard them saying something, how shall I say, less than polite about Holly's chest. I don't remember when Holly had started developing, but on that particular day, Holly had worn a t-shirt that was a little too tight. I found out later that Holly never wore a bra as she thought they were uncomfortable. Anyways, Holly's chest was very noticeable through the tight t-shirt. While curious, I was really embarrassed and didn't know what to do. Fortunately, one of our teachers had noticed and talked to her mother about the situation, and from that time on, Holly always wore a bra (at least from what I could tell). Looking back, the situation was handled pretty well as Holly had been spared any future embarrassment in front of the boys. Holly was a real tomboy and had not realized that her developing physique had any effect on anybody. Like I said, we were both pretty innocent and naïve.

However, from that day on, I suddenly noticed that Holly was not one of the guys, at least not physically. Holly was becoming a young lady and as such, I had to respect that. I knew what girls were like, I had four older sisters. But Holly and I were just friends. Physically we were both developing, but the changes were just cosmetic. We weren't any different inside. So we continued just being friends and spending time together. We did a lot of outdoor sports and played a lot of soccer with a group of other kids, but we also had our other activities and friends away from each other. I just treated her as one of the guys.

Eventually, Holly and I graduated High School together, celebrated our eighteenth birthdays, and were ready to conquer the world. I had noticed that Holly had blossomed into a beautiful young woman. Holly wasn't the prettiest girl, but she was very attractive and had a very athletic figure. I never tried to make a pass at her as Holly was still very much a tomboy. If Holly got mad at me, she wouldn't hesitate to slug me in the shoulder. Of course, I'd just wind up and slug her back, not hard enough to hurt her but enough to let her know I didn't appreciate the bruise she gave me as she was very athletic and had a nice whollup. Sometimes that would lead to a serious wrestling match and half the time I'd let her get the best of me. Holly was strong, but I kept my strength in check as to not physically hurt her. We were just having fun, but I would have never forgiven myself if I had ever physically hurt her. 

In those times when I let her take me, I would let Holly pin me to the ground until I cried, "Uncle!" Then Holly would usually sit on top of me as we both caught our breaths. More than once while Holly was sitting on my crotch, I'd get a huge erection. If Holly ever did notice she never said anything, but I think Holly liked to tease me as I got the distinct impression that she enjoyed grinding her crotch against mine, fully clothed that is. Holly was a tease but who was I to complain. I was enjoying it as long as she did too. 

Over the previous few years I had dated other girls as I could never seem to find a way to take Holly and my friendship to the next level. In truth, I was probably scared that Holly would get mad at me and not want to have anything more to do with me. So I dated other girls I knew, while Holly and I remained good friends. Holly never seemed to care too much and we still hung out. We'd occasionally talk about the opposite sex with each other but Holly never dated and never seemed to be all that interested in boys. There were a few times when I thought that maybe Holly preferred girls, but that didn't seem likely either. Holly just didn't seem all that interested in sex other than the occasional crotch grinding Holly would tease me with. I was still a young, immature young adult and I didn't know what to think. Looking back, I wish I would have just asked her. 

Of the other girls I dated, I liked them all, but none of them became more than just casual friends. I mean we would sometimes hold hands and kiss, and there were even a couple of times that we got into some mutual heavy petting. After bringing one girl to orgasm that way, she was more than willing to go all the way, but for some reason, I didn't want to go all the way. At least not with her! I don't know. Maybe I'm a little weird that way, I wanted to do it, but on my own terms with someone I really cared about. Oh, she did jerk me off and it felt incredible, but afterwards we just held each other and kissed. 

One day while in our freshmen year at the local community college, Holly came over at my house after classes. While doing some homework, out of the blue, Holly asked me if I had ever looked at a men's magazine before. I didn't tell her that I had a sizeable collection of my own hidden in my bedroom as she probably would have thought I was a pervert. Wait! I guess I was one, but let's not get too personal! I asked her why she was asking. Holly said that she had been in her parent's room one day looking for something and had come across a few magazines that her father had. Holly was curious if all men read these type of magazines and if I, specifically, read them. Read? Yeah right! 'Looked' would be the operative word. I was a little embarrassed and I guess Holly saw my face turn red. 

I half-lied to Holly and said "Yes", but that my older brother owned them. Right! He didn't even live at home any longer but fortunately Holly didn't catch that one. I asked Holly if she had looked inside any of them and she shyly replied that she had. I asked her what she thought and this time it was Holly's turn to turn three shades of red. After patiently waiting and a little prodding, Holly said that at first she was just curious but that after a while she became interested. Holly wondered how she compared to other girls and wondered how she measured up. Oh boy! If Holly only knew! I would have loved to have shown her but I kept myself in check as thoughts that could have got me arrested in some States raced through my brain. Or, should I say my groin? I looked Holly in the eyes and told her she was the most attractive person I had ever known and that she should never doubt herself. I added that though I had never seen her without clothing, other than in a swimsuit, I thought she was more attractive than any of the women in the magazines. 

Holly smiled and said, "Yeah right!" 

I looked her in the eye and without thinking said, "Don't sell yourself short! I'd pick you over any of them any day of the week!" 

Holly stopped for a second as she seemed surprised, and then smiled at me. Holly leaned over and gave me big hug and said, "Thanks. I needed that. Sometimes I feel so awkward." 

Now I don't know if it was intentional or not, but as Holly hugged me, her breasts pressed into my chest. Suddenly, Junior quickly started waking up! As we separated Holly's hand fell from my shoulder and accidentally brushed against my growing erection. I think she noticed, as I detected a small gasp in her voice and her eyes got a little bigger. Holly just smiled at me.

I thought the conversation was over and had turned back to my books but then Holly asked me another question. "What do you think about when you look at one of those magazines? I mean, do you feel anything?" 

I looked at Holly surprised and said, "I don't know. I guess I enjoy looking at the pictures. I guess they sort of turn me on."

"What do you mean by they turn you on," she said.

I replied hesitantly, "Well, it's a little embarrassing but, you know, they cause me to get an erection."

"You mean like when I just hugged you?"

"So you noticed, eh? Yeah, like that," I said as my face burned with embarrassment.

Holly smiled at me and leaned over and repeated the previous hug. My cock jumped a little! Holly laughed.

"Thanks," I said. "That's a really good way to build my confidence!" 

Holly smiled at me and put her hand back on my crotch. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean laugh. I was just.... Wow! That is really hard! Does it hurt?"

"Ahhh, not exactly," I replied. "I guess it sort of aches, but in a really good way!"

Holly smiled and moved her hand a little. Her eyes grew in amazement as she began gently stroking my cock. "How does that feel?" she asked.

"Oh man.... That's amazing! Please don't stop. You're driving me crazy!" 

Holly put her entire hand around my clothed cock and rubbed me gently. I thought I was going to pop right then and there. To my amazement, as my breathing increased, Holly's appeared to as well. I moaned in pleasure. I leaned back in the chair and allowed Holly to do whatever she wanted to. My cock was aching and needing some serious release. 

Holly looked into my eyes and smiled. Quietly she said, "I think you're turning me on too! I feel all funny in my stomach and my vagina is aching. But, like you said, in a good way!" 

"This isn't going to ruin our friendship is it?" I asked.

"Not a chance!" Holly replied while getting up. "I'm your friend and we're not doing anything that either of us doesn't want."

Holly took my hand and we walked to the sofa. We sat down next to each other and I leaned over and kissed her. She was surprised but didn't resist. We broke apart and then Holly kissed me and climbed onto my lap, straddling my crotch, while continuing to kiss me. My cock was straining in my jeans as Holly ground her crotch against mine. We broke for air and Holly took both my hands. Smiling, Holly moved my hands to her breasts and told me squeeze them gently. As I did, I felt her nipples becoming erect. As I gently kneaded them, Holly began moaning and leaned back.

"Oh God, that feels wonderful!" she said. After a few minutes Holly added, "Would you feel embarrassed or laugh if I removed my shirt? I've never had any one touch me like you have today and I am so turned on. I need your hands touching my bare breast and I know I can trust you not to make fun of me."

I paused, as I didn't want to appear too anxious, and then said, "Only if you'd like to, but I'd really like that too."

Slowly, Holly reached down and pulled her shirt up and over her head exposing her incredible breasts clad only in a lacy, white brassiere. I watched in amazement as Holly reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. She let it hang loose for a moment and then pulled my hands up and under her bra. I gently cupped Holly's breasts in both hands and she let the bra fall from her shoulders. Oh god, they felt so good and it is a moment that I'll never forget. It felt so amazing, as Holly's nipples pressed into my hand. I moved my hands around and circled my thumb and forefinger around her nipples. I couldn't believe how erect Holly's nipples were and how perfect her breasts looked. I had seen a few of my girlfriend's breasts before, but not even one of the women in the men's magazines photos had breasts that were as perfect as Holly's. I gently continued to massage Holly's breasts and pinched her nipples. Holly moaned and closed her eyes. She was breathing hard and I couldn't help myself. I leaned forward and took Holly's right nipple into my mouth.

"Oh lord!" Holly moaned and leaned her head back. "Please don't stop. Suck my nipples! That feels so good!" 

Truth be told, it would have taken a crowbar to pry me from Holly's incredible breasts. I sucked her nipples like I was a starving baby and she clasped her hands around my head and pulled me closer. Suddenly, Holly shuttered and moaned out loud, "Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" and started thrashing about. Holly was moaning and grinding and massaging the back of my head as I continued sucking. After a moment, Holly pushed me back and kissed me hard. She hugged me tight and held onto to me. Then, Holly leaned into my ear and thanked me for making her feel so good. 

"I don't know what happened but it was incredible!" Holly said. "You started sucking on my breasts and sudden I felt like my body was exploding. I don't know what happened but I know I could get used to that feeling."

I asked Holly if she had ever felt something like that before and she replied that she hadn't. I explained to Holly that I thought that she had had an orgasm. She just smiled and kissed me again. 

"Well, then thank you for making me orgasm. It felt incredible! I'm so happy that you'd do that for me. I was so scared that you'd think I was a pervert for even suggesting doing something like this. You don't think I'm a pervert do you?" she asked.

I smiled and kissed her. "Of course not, silly. You're my friend. I'd be happy to make you feel that good anytime. I thought you'd think I was a pervert if I ever tried to do anything like that!"

Holly gave a small giggle and wiggled on my lap. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I forgot about you. Is your penis still aching?" she asked.

Holly moved back a bit and looked down. My cock was bulging in my pants and she said, "Wait, stupid question!" 

Looking into her face, I saw Holly watching my bulge and deciding what to do. 

"Would you mind if I undid my pants and took my penis out?" I ventured. 

Holly smiled and shook her head no. I undid the button at my waist and slowly lowered my zipper. Then, I had Holly raise herself up a bit so I could lift my hips and pull my pants and underwear down my thighs. Holly gasped, and sat back down.

"Touch me if you want to," I said. "But gently, I am pretty sensitive down there right now".

Smiling, Holly reached down, all the time watching my cock to see what would happen. I gasped and moaned.

"Oh my! You're so warm and I can't believe how big your penis is! Are all penises this size?" she inquired as she wrapped her hand around my cock.

"I don't think so," I replied. "I think they all come in different sizes, something like the different sizes of women's breasts."

Holly pondered that for a moment and then said, "Well in case I forget to mention it later, I think I like the size of your penis. It seems to fit my hand perfectly! Do you want me to rub your penis some more?"

I wrapped my hand around Holly's hand and started moving her hand up and down. "Why don't you just stroke me like that for a couple of minutes?" 

Holly enthusiastically continued to stroke my cock with her hand, rubbing me up and down. I directed her to tighten her grip a bit and leaned back to enjoy her handy work (no 'pun' intended). My cock stretched to the maximum and pre-cum leaked from the tip. I was in heaven!

Looking at her heaving breasts and watching her stroke my cock was too much. I could feel my balls tighten and my eruption close at hand. "Careful Holly, my cock is going to explode any minute!" I warned. 

I thought Holly would jump back or stop pumping but surprising she just sped up her hand movements and gripped me a little harder. God, what a feeling! It was too much and I felt the dam burst. I started shooting cum up in the air. The first spurt hit her in the face and the next couple landed on her chest. I felt like I had died, as spurt after spurt rushed out the tip of my cock. I don't think I had ever come that much and I couldn't believe Holly was doing it. 

Slowly I came down from the high and opened my eyes. Holly was looking at me with amazement and smiling. I smiled at her and then Holly bent down and kissed me.

"Did that feel good?" she asked. "Wait, stupid question again! I guess that's what you'd call an orgasm, eh?"

"Yes, now, THAT was an orgasm! I don't think I've ever come so hard! Thank you so much," I said as I kissed Holly back.

"What do you mean by 'ever'?" Holly asked. "You mean you've done this before?"

"Not exactly," I replied. "But we can talk about that later. We better go into the bathroom and get cleaned up, my parents will probably be back soon and I think I slimed you good." I apologized for hitting her in the face and covering her chest with cum.

Holly smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. It was fascinating watching you orgasm! I've never done anything like this and I'm glad that it was with you! Maybe we could try this again sometime?" she cautiously and coyly asked.

"Anytime you want, Holly! Anytime!"

We got off the sofa and left for the bathroom. I grabbed a washcloth and ran it under the warm water. I turned to Holly and started to wipe my cum from her face and chest. Holly's nipples started to get erect again and I couldn't resist leaning down and taking a nipple into my mouth. I sucked gently and she moaned. Gently Holly pushed me back and said that we'll do that again sometime. Then, taking the wash cloth from me, she rinsed the wash cloth in the warm water and knelt down between my legs and wiped me clean. My cock immediately started growing and within a few seconds was rock hard and standing proudly at attention. Holly smiled and lightly kissed the tip of my cock. 

"Did I cause that?" she asked innocently. 

"Well sort of," I mumbled. I couldn't believe I was standing with my pants around my knees and my cock just inches from her face. Holly stroked it again and looked at it in fascination. 

"Will you orgasm for me again?" Holly begged. "I want to see your penis explode again!" she said while stroking my cock slowly back and forth.

I stepped closer and asked Holly if she would take my cock into her mouth. 

"I don't know," Holly replied. "I've never had a penis in my mouth before and I don't know what to do."

"Well, to be honest, I've never had one in my mouth before either.... but I'm sure we can figure it out," I teased her.

Holly smacked me on my butt, which caused my cock to swing from side to side. She giggled in amazement while watching my cock sway. With Holly's mouth mere inches from my cock, I grew harder and she grew more interested. All the while she slowly stroked my cock with her hands.

"God, I'm so horny! I'm sure I wouldn't take long to have another orgasm if you put it in your mouth," I said.

"Are you sure you want me to put it in my mouth? I might hurt you!"

I looked into Holly's eyes and replied, "Holly, nothing would make me happier than if you'd at least try. I think there's no way you could hurt me as long as you keep your teeth away from it."

Hesitantly Holly replied, "Well.... I really want to make you feel good and have you orgasm again, so I guess it wouldn't hurt to try. Your penis is so warm in my hands and I love holding it and stroking it and feeling it pulse. I can't believe how big it can get and how purple the head gets."




Best Friends Forever Ch. 01



"Wake up!"

Katie sat straight up. She blinked her eyes and realized she had fallen asleep. Her mouth was dry and she had been crunched up in a ball against Bill. Bill sat up straight and was furiously trying to apologize to Katie's mom.

"We fell asleep. I'm sorry."

"It's past midnight Bill. Your mom will get mad. I'll make sure you get across the street alright."

Bill tried not to laugh. He was almost twenty years old and here he was being told that he needed supervision to get across the street in one piece. He looked over at his best friend Katie and they winked at each other.

Bill and Katie had been best friends since elementary school. They had a secret way of communicating to each other when they couldn't use words. Winking was their way of saying everything was fine.

"Mom! We're not teenagers anymore. I'll walk him to the door."

Katie's mom nodded and watched as her only daughter and Bill made their way to the front door. They hugged and then Katie watched as Bill walked the few meters across the road to the green and brown ranch bungalow.

"You shouldn't be spending so much time with him. He's engaged."

"Don't Mom. Just don't. We're best friends. You seriously have never believed me when I say that it's nothing more. God I hate you sometimes."

Katie spun around and rushed up the stairs to her bedroom. She slammed the door and got ready for bed. She hated her parents some times. Well actually, just her mom. Her dad understood her, but her mom was impossible. Bill and her had never dated. They were best friends.

Bill lay in bed wondering about a few things. He loved Katie so much and hated that everyone assumed that they were romantically involved. Bill was madly in love with Cathy. There was no question at all about that. He fell asleep thinking of the two most important women in his life.

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"Stop it! Bill, I'm serious!" Cathy was giggling with laughter as Bill was tackling her to the ground. She had slapped his butt playfully and he had in return grabbed her and began to tickle her. She tried to tickle back, but there was no use.

"No. You dare slap my cute butt!" Bill was laughing so hard as he let Cathy flip him over and straddle his legs. He ran his hands up and down her legs.

"I love you."

"I love you Bill."

Cathy leaned down and they nuzzled noses. Bill wrapped his strong hands around Cathy's waist and they looked deeply into each other's eyes. For that moment, there was no one else in the world but them. If only they knew they were being watched.

"You're jealous aren't you?

"What?"

Katie didn't realize that she had been staring out her front window. She was supposed to be practicing her piano pieces, but had turned to face the front window. She wasn't smiling, but wasn't upset either. She was happy for Bill, really she was.

"You've been staring at them for the last ten minutes Katie. Don't you have a lesson tomorrow? If you don't want to take lessons all you have to do is say so."

"Mom! I was just taking a break. Please. For goodness sake I'll get back to practicing."

Katie turned and continued playing her Mozart piece. It was a grade seven piece and she was struggling to get all the notes right. She loved playing the piano and had been taking lessons since she was ten. At first it was for fun, but four years ago she had been asked if she wanted to do the Royal Conservatory levels. She had agreed and her hour-long practices every day consumed a lot of her time. She replayed the fourth line for the fifth time, gritting her teeth as she tried to get her fingers to play the two trills in a row. She took a deep breath and sat up straight. She began at the beginning and was happy that she could play that part without error.

After dinner, Katie went to the den to watch television. She was happy that a few weeks ago she had successfully completely her second year of university. It had been a struggle since she didn't have a strong grasp of how to write an essay. She had received mostly B's and that was fine with her. She had never been a straight A student and it wasn't like she was going to be losing a scholarship or anything if her marks went lower. All she ever wanted to do was be a teacher and this required her to earn a degree in a subject area. She had chosen English.

She snuggled into the couch and started flipping channels. Her mind wandered to Bill and Cathy. They were taking that premarital course through the church this weekend. Bill's mom was a religious fanatic and Bill really didn't have a choice as to where he and Cathy would get married. They were getting married in his mom's church and this required a weekend long course of self-discovery and relationship development, or at least that's what the brochure said. 

Katie remembered back to how Bill had first told her he was dating Cathy. It was in the dead of winter and Bill was out playing on his snowmobile. Katie, who hated the cold, was inside his parent's cottage keeping the fire going. They had been allowed to go up to the cottage alone for the first time. Normally one of their parents went with them, but since they had graduated from high school there was a little more trust.

Bill entered the cottage and after getting out of his winter clothes sat on the couch next to Katie.

"I need to tell you something. You're going to hate me."

Katie didn't even need to look over. She knew exactly what he was going to say. She had known it for weeks and knew that Bill was struggling to find the perfect time to tell her. At the beginning of September, Bill had begun working in an office and had immediately taken a liking to one of the women that worked next to him. Katie had suggested he ask her out and he had done so. She had continued to give him dating advice, but two months ago that had stopped. She knew it could be that they broke up, but she knew it was the opposite; he was falling in love with Cathy and was afraid to tell Katie.

"No I'm not. Are you going to ask her to marry you?" Katie looked over and saw Bill's face. He was so nervous and scared, waiting for his best friend's response. His face went from worry to shock to a great big smile.

"You know me too well. Way too well. It's scary."

"Yeah I know. I figured when you stopped asking me for dating advice it was because things were going well. Do you love her?" Katie bit her lip and waited for a response. Part of her wanted both of them to remain single so they could continue hanging out. She hated when things changed, but knew it was a part of life.

"Yeah I do Katie. A lot. I want to propose to her on Valentine's Day."

"Do I get to help you pick out a ring and make sure you don't mess up asking her?"

"Of course. You're my best friend." 



Best Friends Forever Ch. 01



"Well, I don't think it will get much bigger than it is right now," I replied. "You've got me so turned on I can feel my balls ready to explode. Why don't you just take the end of my cock in your mouth while you keep rubbing your hand back and forth? Try licking around and underneath the head with your tongue," I suggested.

Slowly, Holly moved forward and looked up into my eyes to make sure. I looked down at her with love, well maybe it was more like 'lust' at that particular moment, and smiled at her. She leaned forward and gently took my cock into her mouth. God almighty, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Holly's mouth was so warm and I could feel my cock grow just a little bit more. She gagged a little, but kept going.

"Oh... God!" I moaned. "That feels so damn incredible! You're doing just fine! Oh yeah... that's incredible!" 

I closed my eyes and laid my head back reveling in the ecstasy of the moment. My body was tense as I leaned back against the counter. I moaned in pleasure as Holly continued to pleasure me with her mouth. At first, Holly had been a little hesitant, but slowly she seemed to be getting into to it. I had a grin from ear to ear across my face as the pressure in my cock and balls built. I knew I wouldn't last too much longer.

"Cup my balls in one of your hands and move your mouth back and forward while stroking my cock. Pretend it's like a popsicle," I suggested.

I felt Holly nod and smile. She took one of her hands and cupped my balls while still using her other hand to stroke me back and forth. Holly's tongue was moving all over and around the tip of my cock. I'm sure I would have blown my wad had I not had an incredible hand job just a little while earlier. But I knew I wouldn't be able to hold off much longer. I put a hand behind Holly's head and softly stroked her hair. I felt such an incredible closeness and love for her.

Holly removed my cock from her mouth for a moment and took a couple deep breathes of air. I thought maybe Holly had had enough but without a word, she leaned back forward and took me back into her mouth. Her right hand had stopped moving and Holly just held my cock at the base. With her other hand, Holly started tickling my balls. I started moving my hips forward and backwards very slowly. Holly responded by starting to bob her head back and forth.

My God! I thought. Holly was a natural and soon had a nice rhythm going back and forth on my cock. My orgasm neared and I warned Holly I was about to cum in her mouth. To my surprise, Holly just moaned and started to speed up her movements with her mouth and hands. It was too much and I started shooting my spunk into her mouth. I thought Holly would jump back but she kept her lips locked around my cock, continuing to suck. My cock seemed to explode again and again and I had to grab the counter to support myself. Holly tried hard to swallow my cum in her mouth but most of it escaped from between her lips, slowly ran down her chin, and dripped onto her heaving breasts. 

As I came down from my high, I looked at Holly and smiled. "That was so incredible! And you're so incredible!" 

Holly looked up at me as she wiped my cum from her chin with her fingers. Seductively she sucked them into her mouth. I pulled Holly up from her knees and pulled her tight. I French kissed Holly hard and tasted my cum in her mouth. 

"I love the way your penis felt as it throbbed in my mouth! I could tell you really enjoyed what I was doing and I really wanted to swallow your sperm, but well, I didn't expect so much so quickly," Holly explained.

"Oh man, you were incredible Holly. I've never felt anything so intense in my life!" I countered.

Smiling at each other, we kissed for a long time before I leaned over and slowly started licking up the cum that had landed on her breasts. She gently tried to push me away but I pulled her closer and sucked a fully erect nipple into my mouth. I lifted up a hand and started massaging Holly's free breast while sucking on the nipple from the other. I continued this for a few minutes as the tension in her body grew.

Holly's breathing became erratic, as her chest heaved up and down. I started alternating between her two breasts as I felt her orgasm getting closer. It was so erotic hearing her softly moan and begin to pant. My cock was rock hard again! I put a hand down between her legs to feel her through her jeans and she went crazy! Holly started bucking and grunting and then suddenly, tensed up and seemed to freeze momentarily. Everything went silent and Holly didn't even breathe. I stopped too, as I was surprised! It seemed to last a long time but I guess it was just seconds. Holly finally breathed in deep and started shaking. I reached around her, as I thought Holly was going to fall over, but she quickly recovered. We kissed long and deep as we both came down from our highs. I couldn't seem to get enough!

Finally, we decided we better get dressed as my parents really were due home. We took turns wiping each other clean with a warm wash cloth and pulled our clothes back on. 

As I walked Holly home we talked. "I just wanted you to know that I had a good time today," Holly said. 

"Oh, God! That was incredible what happened today. I don't know what to say!" I replied. 

Holly just smiled and squeezed my hand, "You don't have to say anything. I think we both discovered something new today. We have all the time in the world to talk later." 

As we neared her house, I pulled her behind a big tree and out of sight. We embraced and kissed passionately. Holly squeezed my hand one last time and ran into her house. 

--- End of Part One ---



Best Friends Forever Ch. 02



Katie sat in the front row and watched nervously as Bill rocked from foot to foot. It was a beautiful summer day and Bill and Cathy were getting married. Katie stared at Bill in his suit and tie. His long lean frame was standing straight and he looked stunning in his gray suit with black tie. He had gotten his hair cut and his goatee trimmed. He was wearing his contacts so he didn't look so geeky in his glasses. He looked right at Katie and winked. She winked back.

The wedding ceremony went by quickly and Katie forgot most of the details. She knew that Cathy walked up the aisle in a stunning white dress and that Bill and Cathy's mom both cried as they said their vows. Katie did notice the rings that they exchanged. She had been the one to pick out Cathy's engagement ring. It was a simple platinum band with a two-carat solitaire diamond. She was wearing that on her right hand as Bill slipped the matching band onto her left hand. She watched as they kissed after exchanging vows.

The reception was a really fun time. All their high school friends had been invited and it was like a reunion. Katie had stumbled home around two in the morning. She had been the last to leave. She had barely gotten her dress off before she collapsed in her bed. She had slept until eleven the next morning and after having a shower and eating breakfast, she tried practicing her piano, but the pounding headache she had from the hangover wasn't helping. She ended up lying in bed for the rest of the day.

Before long, it was September and Katie had barely spoken to Bill. She had received a call when he had returned from their honeymoon. They had gone to Niagara Falls and Katie had teased Bill on how typical it was. Everyone went to Niagara Falls for his or her honeymoon. She had been invited up to Bill's cottage for the August long weekend, but had declined. She was behind in her piano practicing and her practical grade seven exam was the first week of September. Starting third year university, she was so busy that she realized she hadn't heard from Bill in over a month. By the time October came around, it was getting embarrassing for either of them to call the other. Luckily they ran into each other outside the grocery store.

"Katie!"

Katie spun around and saw Bill rushing across the parking lot. She was wearing gray sweatpants and a ratty t-shirt with flip-flops. It was an exceptionally warm October day, but knowing the Canadian weather system, it could be snowing tomorrow.

"Hi Bill. How are you doing? I haven't seen you in the longest time."

"Yeah I know. After the long weekend, work got so busy and Cathy and I have been trying to spend every weekend at the cottage. You know my parents gave it to us as a wedding present."

"Really?" Katie was leaning against her beat up green four-door sedan. She had to tilt her head up to talk to Bill since she was so short and he was so tall.

"Yeah. Well I mean Cathy's parents gave us a house so my parents felt the need to give us something as well."

"A house? Wow. How is Cathy?"

"She's great. Listen, I have to go. We're having her parents over for dinner tonight. We have something special to tell them. I am going to call you tomorrow and we're going to hang out."

Katie caught on to exactly what Bill was saying. She smiled.

"When is she due?" Bill blinked and then smiled. He could never keep anything from Katie and even though he hadn't really said that Cathy was pregnant, Katie knew exactly what he meant when he said they had something special to tell them.

"March fifteenth. I joked that if she gives birth on her due date we could name him or her Julius. You know, as in the ides of March, Julius Caesar."

Both of them laughed. Even though they hadn't seen each other in over two months they were both relieved to know that their relationship hadn't changed.

Bill did indeed call Katie the next day and they made arrangements to go out to dinner. Due to both of their schedules it was almost three weeks before they both had a free night. Cathy was gone on training for the week and Bill decided that going out for dinner would be a nice treat. He waited for Katie outside Danny's, a local restaurant. He saw Katie walk through the parking lot. She had her blonde hair in a ponytail and was wearing jeans and a sweater. She had her red winter jacket undone and had on the matching gloves and scarf that Bill's mom had given her as a Christmas present a few years ago.

"Hi. I hate winter."

"Yes princess. I know. Come on in."

Bill wrapped his arm around Katie and they entered the restaurant. They were seated quickly and began to chat.

"So how are things Katie?"

"Great. School is going very well this year. I'm taking some geography courses and I'm going to apply for teacher's college in January. I did my grade seven piano exam in September and received high honors. It's one level lower then exceptional honors. I'm not doing piano anymore though. I don't have a lot of time. What about you?"

By this time, Bill was frowning. He was listening intently to his best friend, but at the same time was desperate to tell Katie what was going on with his life. He didn't want to ruin her excitement.

"That's great Katie. What grades do you want to teach?'

By this time, their food had arrived and they grinned, knowing that after all these years they always ordered the same thing. Katie had chicken nachos without jalapenos and Bill had ordered a steak with fries. Katie spent the whole evening chatting away. As the bill arrived she looked up and saw that Bill wasn't looking happy.

"What's wrong? Fuck. I just spent the whole evening talking. I'm sorry. You know I can talk anyone's ear off. How's married life?"

"She wants a divorce."



Best Friends Forever Ch. 02



To my fans who have requested another chapter in the story of John and Lisa's failed relationship: I present to you, Best Friends Forever Part 2.

It had been two weeks since that fateful evening together, and John and Lisa had spent that time apart from each other quite a bit. They still shared their apartment with one another; but since that one night, both had become a bit more distant from the other, at least that was until a special event took place.

"Lisa," John called out as he rushed into the apartment. "Lisa, you won't believe it."

He ran through the living room and dining room and into the kitchen where Lisa was standing and talking into the phone. She held out her slender arm with a finger held up, letting John know she needed a moment to finish her call.

"Yeah, that sounds good, Josh," she said into the receiver. "I'll be ready when you..."

A moment of silence and after a quick confused look on her face, her eyes lit up and John was struck by her beauty again. He also felt a twinge of jealousy toward Josh, if he was able to make her smile like that. Pushing his feelings down, John remembered his own conversation on the phone earlier that day.

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"Hey, John," came the familiar voice in his voice mail. "It's Tina. I've been thinking and I would like to try and make things work out. I've made arrangements for two to have a nice dinner together tonight at Emeril's at 8 p.m. Please show up. I have a very special surprise for you if you do."

John noticed her voice gave that little touch that Tina always had when she had a secret and was dying to give it away. With the right prodding, John would have it out of her before they were done with their salads.

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"Okay, Josh," Lisa's voice said, bringing John out of his flashback. "I'll meet you there. What's up, John?" she asked as she hung up the phone and turned to look at him.

John was a taken aback at the flush in her face at the moment and couldn't help but ask instead of giving his good news.

"Is everything okay?"

"That was Josh. He wants me back and is going all out to get me back, too. He wants to take me out to a fancy dinner, and get this; he's sending a limo to pick me up."

The blush in Lisa's face darkened as she felt the heat rising there.

"Well, looks like he really does want you back then, huh?"

"Maybe, but I'm going to make him sweat all during the dinner. So, what am I not going to believe?"

"Tina's asked me out for dinner tonight, too," John said, ignoring the thought in the back of his mind. Lisa was on the phone with Josh and still paid attention to him when he came barging in. "She said that she wants to try and make things work out. I don't know if I should go, though."

Lisa walked over to him and put her arms around John's neck, pulling him down into a hug. Unlike all the times before, where his arms just wrapped around her, John let his hands slide gently around her hips, just as her hands had slid around his shoulders and around his neck.

In each others embrace, both of them could smell the sweat of the day, the grime of the city's pollution, but underneath it all, there was the strong smell of the one they cared for. John's arms tightened as his nose took in a large breath, inhaling the scent of Lisa's shampoo and perfume. Lisa returned the strong embrace, her own nose taking in the smells of the man she knew she really loved and wanted to be with.

It was then that both of them knew what to do during their dinner date. They broke apart and both reluctantly released the other.

"Thanks, I needed that," they said at the same time, right before breaking into giggles at speaking the same thing together.

"Well, I'm going to go get ready for my dinner date," John said, looking down at the floor. He turned and started to walk out of the kitchen while Lisa stood there, watching. She did enjoy looking at his backside when she got the chance.

"John, wait up," she said, rushing out of the kitchen after him. He was just inside the hallway, about to go into his room and lay out his clothes for the night. When he turned to look at Lisa, his desire for his best friend rose up again, seeing her jog quickly toward him, her body moving smoothly as it neared...and then quickly passed him.

"I've got dibs on the hot water," she called out, shutting the bathroom door behind her before John could argue.

"Hey," he shouted at the closed door. "That's not fair." Turning back to his room, he couldn't help but smile at how much fun it was the way they always annoyed each other.

After nearly 45 minutes, John heard the hair dryer finally stop and walked out into the hallway, feeling confident their friendship was back on track. Just as usual, he stepped out with a towel in hand and nothing on but his briefs. As he walked toward the closed door, it seemed like a scene from a erotic movie was before him.

The bathroom door opened and Lisa walked out with her hair dry and beautifully done in soft waves over and behind her shoulders, framing her small face and slender neck. Moisture was still on her shoulders and legs from either the humidity or lotion she sometimes used. Either way, her sudden appearance and looking so beautiful with just a towel wrapped around her body from the armpits down to her upper thighs caused John to stop in his tracks.

She stood there for just a moment, looking at John and his very physically fit body. His body was in great shape after four days a week at the gym. His face was that of an angel in her eyes, considering the many times he had seemed to come to her need for a friend and knight in shinning armor. She felt her mouth, among other body parts, water at the thought of what might be behind those briefs, just waiting to be released.

Deciding to play with him, Lisa reached up with one arm and grabbed high on the door jam and leaned on it. Her other hand reached up and clutched the thick towel in the center of her chest, even though there was no fear of it coming undone and falling if she let it go. She was thankful that the towel was so thick, otherwise John would see that her nipples were hardening at the sight of him. She gave John a sultry look before speaking.

"See something you like, big boy; or are you trying to catch flies with that open mouth of yours?"

John quickly closed his mouth, not even knowing he had it opened. He closed it so quickly that it made an audible sound that both of them heard. Lisa couldn't hold it any longer and started to giggle, and John began to laugh with her. He put his arms in front of himself, the towel hanging off one of them and covering the rising bulge in his briefs.

"Yeah, I see the bathroom," he said, moving toward it, but his mind was more on her. "If you're done in there, I need to hurry up or I'm going to be late."

Lisa moved to the side and waved an arm to offer him the door. As he passed, she swept her other hand behind him, slapping his ass hard, but taking the opportunity leave her hand on the cheek for just an extra second longer. Just friends playing around, she told herself, knowing it was a lie on her part.

"Ow! That hurt," John said, turning around, and rubbing his ass as he did so. He closed the door just as Lisa let loose her retort. "How do you think my hand feels, hard ass." She didn't let on she had caught sight of the large bulge in his briefs before the door closed.

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Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Lisa, in her nicest and best form fitting evening dress, walked to the door, listening to the electric toothbrush work away at John's teeth behind the bathroom door. Opening it, she greeted the limo driver, holding a bouquet of a dozen roses.

"These are from the gentleman," the driver said, handing them to Lisa. "I can wait as you put them in a vase, if you wish."

Lisa took them and rushed as fast as her heels would let her to the kitchen. Taking out a large vase, she filled it with water and put them inside the water, placing it in the center of the small table before heading back to the door, never looking at the card that was on them.

The driver stepped back and waited for her to close the door and lock it before leading the way to the limousine. She climbed into the back after he opened the door for her and settled in as the car moved toward the restaurant. Along the way, Lisa let her mind think about the words she was going to use when she told Josh what she wanted to tell him.

When the arrived, the driver opened the door for her again and told her that he would be waiting to take her home after the dinner. He then gave her his card for her to call him when she was ready to leave.

She gave the greeter her name and that she was there for a dinner date with Josh. The man smiled and checked his book. He looked up with a strange look of curiosity at first then a bigger smile before asking her to follow him. When they reached the table, Lisa noticed that it was empty but set out of the way in a secluded area and with place settings for just the two of them.

The waiter was quickly at her table and gave her the wine list and said he'd return in a few moments. Before he returned, Lisa's date arrived.

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John heard the front door close and stuck his head out the bathroom.

"Lisa," he called out. When no one answered, he figured she must have already left and decided to leave the door open. After finishing up in the restroom, and cleaning up his mess, he walked back into his room and got dressed in a very nice suit that he remembered Lisa helping him pick out about a year ago.

As he put it on, his mind went over his plans on how he hoped the evening would go and what he wanted to tell Tina. He hoped that everything would go as planned this night, and if it didn't, "Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained," he told his reflection in the mirror as he tied his tie.

Walking past the kitchen, John saw the dozen flowers on the table with the small card sticking up in the middle of them. Walking over to the table, John could see the small card had four little cupids with their arrows pointed at the message in the center.

"I hope that tonight will go as planned and we will both be happy with the outcome. Josh"

John felt his jealousy rise again at how much Josh was going through just to win Lisa back. He knew that Lisa wasn't a material woman and didn't think about riches as much as she thought about someone's personality. All of these tokens and expenses will do little more than push her away...or so John hoped.

He put the card back in its place holder and headed for the door. Locking it again, he quickly headed for his car and got on his way to the restaurant for his date with Tina. The whole way, he practiced what he was going to try and tell her and decided that the best thing to do was to lay out all the things he wanted to say on the table before they started eating. Who knows? Maybe they would end their dinner date early and get busy with other things.

As he arrived and gave his name and told the older gentleman at the podium that he was there to meet Tina, the man nodded with a smile, looked at his reservation booklet.

"Ah, here we are, sir," the older gentleman said. "A private table for two with special instructions. I will take you to your table, sir. Please follow me."

John kept running his words through his mind, only taking note when the gentleman stopped at the table that Tina was sitting at; and she did have a big surprise for him. She had died her honey blonde hair to a bright red, just like...

"Lisa?" John asked as Lisa turned her head and looked just as shocked at him in return.

"John," she said, quickly standing. "What are you doing here?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing," he told her. They had taken steps toward each other, never taking their eyes from the others face. The soft, but very distinct "Ahem" from near the table caused both to break eye contact and look at the gentleman.

"I believe that these letters that are part of the special instructions will hopefully answer your questions," he told them. John walked over and held the seat for Lisa as she sat and took his own seat before they both were handed separate envelopes. They both opened them at the same time and read in silence before looking up at each other with shock, surprise, bewilderment and a touch of joy in their faces, all at once.

"I'll leave you two alone and the waiter will be ready when you are," the gentleman told them and walked away.

"Read yours," John said, setting his down and looking at Lisa.

"Dear Lisa,

"I hope you will not be mad at Josh and I for setting this up. He and I have spoken many times since the last double date we went on. We both agreed that neither of us would know the true happiness that we saw you and John had, no matter how hard we tried.

"The night John called your name out when we were having sex was when I knew I would never truly have his heart. I was angry and very jealous of you for having what I wanted was trying so badly to get. It was at that moment that I knew he would never be mine completely.

"Please accept this dinner and limo ride afterward as mine and Josh's acceptance that you and John belong together; and we both hope that the two of you will be happy together for a very long time.

"Your friend, "Tina."

Tears were welling up in Lisa's eyes as she read the letter and a couple of them rolled down her cheek. She looked up at John and saw that he two was near tears but holding back, showing the strength she loved to see in him.

"What does your say?" she asked, dabbing at her cheeks and eyes before her makeup was ruined.

"Nothing as beautiful as that sounded," John said, with a bit of a chuckle. He picked up his letter and began to read it aloud.

"Dear John,

"I don't have Tina's help with this letter like I had her help with setting up this night for you and Lisa. Let me tell you, buddy. You've got yourself one hell of a beautiful woman that really does love you. Tina and I saw it the first time we four went out on a double date.

"Each one after that, I always watched Lisa closely, keeping my jealousy and anger in check. I could easily see that she loved you, though. The fact you two have been living together for so long and never had sex is the biggest shocker for me; but I trust Lisa to have never lied to me, so I'm going to have to believe it.

"Trust me on this one, John. Don't let this one get away. She's right there in front of you right now, because Tina saw that you two belong together more than I wanted to. Take advantage of this act of kindness as I'm very likely to be pissed if you don't. I hate losing Lisa, but knowing that she'll be happy with you will make it worth while in my book.

"Good luck to you, "Josh"

John looked up and smiled at Lisa, who was holding back her giggles.

"You had a real winner there," John said, setting the letter down.

"I think we both did," Lisa said, smiling brightly, lighting up the entire room in John's opinion.

"Do you want to get back together with him?" John asked, not hiding the fact that he was hoping she'd say no. As always, Lisa played with him by remaining silent for just a moment before speaking.

"On the way here," she started, "I had planned exactly what I wanted to say to Josh before the evening went too far. I was going to say, 'Josh, I hope you will understand; but after this past two weeks of not being with you, I did a lot of soul searching. I have found that I am in love with another man and it is the man you believed me to be in love with before. I love John," Lisa said, her smile becoming larger, if that were possible, "and I want to try and have a relationship with him, even if I have to wait and see if he will be getting back together with Tina or not."

As she spoke, Lisa saw John's fear leave his face and brighten with a smile she had come to love so much and hoped to put on his face for the rest of his life.

"I was going to say just about the same thing to Tina," John finally spoke. "I wasn't going to let the dinner even start before I told her that I had figured out that I really was in love with you; and that I couldn't see myself with anyone else but you. Even if that meant that I had to wait until we were both old and grey, I was going to wait for you, Lisa."

"Stop it," she said, grabbing up her napkin again. "You're going to make me ruin my make up." After she wiped away her tears, she looked at John, not sure where to go next in their now accepted love for each other. "What do we do now?" she asked him.

"Let's eat," he told her, quickly raising his hand and getting the waiter's attention. As the waiter arrived, Lisa gave John's shin a soft kick with her bare foot.

"You sure know how to spoil the moment," she said with a pout on her face. "But you're right, I'm famished. Let's eat," she said, returning to the beautiful smile that John hoped she would only reserve for him from this day on. After a full meal, with a shared dessert, John called over the waiter to get the check.

"There is no check, sir," the waiter told them. "You're bill's already been paid in advance, along with the tip. If you wish, we can call the limousine to come back and pick you up?"

John raised an eyebrow and looked back at Lisa.

"Let's just go home," she said, with a devious smile on her lips. She turned back to waiter and gave him the card the driver had given her. "Please tell him that he's got the night off. My..." she looked back at John and reached over to hold his hand "...boyfriend and I are going home for a very romantic evening."

The waiter took the card, nodded at Lisa and gave John a quick wink as he turned and left the table. The new couple stood together and embraced as lovers, kissing passionately for the first time in their lives. Thoughts crossed both their minds of all the possibilities that lay before them.

The broke apart and took each others hand as they headed for the door. The first man that greeted them both nodded as they walked out the door, where they found John's car waiting for them. The valet held the door open for Lisa and waited until she was fully seated before closing it. John happily tipped the young man a 20 dollar bill as he took his keys and walked around to the driver side.

"I love you, Lisa," John told her after climbing in and closing the door.

"I love you too, John," she responded, smiling at him as he pulled out into traffic.

At the first red light, they both looked at each other and leaned in for a kiss. Before their lips could connect, the front end of a car connected with John's back bumper at 60 miles-per-hour. The couple was thrown back in their seats as the car was shoved into the middle of the intersection.

As the car came to a stop, they both looked at each other and took hands, clasping hard and smiling at one another, happy that the other wasn't seriously injured. Just as quickly, their faces became a look of shock, fear and dread as they were both lit up by bright blinding lights from both sides.

The garbage truck was unable to stop and only slowed down to 40 before hitting the passenger side of the car. In just one second of the impact, a Hummer slammed into the driver's side at 50 miles-per-hour, crushing the car between the two vehicles. Both driver and passenger were crushed against each other, their heads lying on the others shoulder, as if in a lover's embrace, trapped and not showing any sign of life.

Onlookers, now standing around the mangled metal of the car crushed between the two large vehicles could barely see the couple inside. Their heads lay on each others shoulders, like lovers embracing one another, while their chest barely moved in the tight confines of the wreckage.

To be continued...?



Best Friends Forever Ch. 02



This is a the continuation of my story about my best friend and me on our road to discovery. It is a recollection of our first time pleasuring each other. I really loved her and fondly remember these experiences from twenty years ago. I hope you enjoy this second chapter that I have been slow to write. Thank you for your patience and all your positive comments. You have inspired me to give it another try.

Depending on further feedback, I'll continue my story. For now, I hope you enjoy Chapter Two.

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After our first physical experience together, our relationship changed from a purely platonic relationship to one of deep love and desire for each other. Holly began to change from her tomboy ways. Holly began to dress more feminine and even started to wear a little make-up. She blossomed before my eyes and I was stricken. Although I had always been attracted to Holly, her physical beauty became irresistible. I had always loved Holly as a friend, but this was different. We were both young, but suddenly we found ourselves deeply in love. Our connection transcended just the physical, as we had developed a deep admiration for each other over the years. We were genuine friends and suddenly, we couldn't stop thinking about each other and wanted to spend as much time together as possible. 

We drove together between the Community College and our homes each day, as it allowed us some private time together during our commute, to talk and lightly touch each other. Generally, we took things slow and just held hands, kissed and hugged a lot. But we were young and in love and our hormones were raging! It was about two weeks later before we were finally able to find some privacy together. We were working on a joint class project at Holly's house, when her parents decided that they were going to go out for dinner. They asked us if we both wanted to join them, as they long ago accepted me as part of their family. If her family was heading out to do something and Holly was asked to go, it was almost automatic that the invitation was extended to me as well. Likewise, my family had long ago accepted Holly as another one of the family. So when Holly's parents invited us for dinner, it was no big deal when we declined. They both knew we took our studies seriously and that we were no longer the little kids that had grown up together. I wondered if they noticed the more recent changes in our relationship. 

After Holly's parent's had left the house, we were finally alone in the house. We stood there by the door for a minute to make sure we heard the car leave and then lustily looked into each others eyes. Holly stepped over to me first and we instantly fused our bodies together in a passionate embrace. Our tongues were playing a game of who could find the others tonsils first, and our hands were all over each other. My cock was fully erect and pressed into Holly's abdomen. Likewise, I could feel Holly's nipples pressed into my chest through our shirts. I knew it wouldn't be long before we would be sampling each others wares once more.

"Come on, let's go to my room. I have something to show you," Holly said, finally breaking the breathless embrace between the two of us. 

My mind instantly went into high gear at the possibilities behind what she was saying. My imagination ran all the possible scenarios through my mind and I couldn't wait. 

"What do you have to show me that you couldn't show me before, when your parent's were here?" I teasingly and coyly asked. I knew how I hoped Holly would respond, but I could only hope Holly would be thinking of one of the same scenarios that had already rushed through my mind. 

"Why don't you follow me handsome, or shall I go alone?" she stated while turning and beginning to leave the entryway. 

I immediately scooted after her in anticipation and we headed up the front staircase to her room. Entering her bedroom, Holly held the door as I went past her and then she turned and locked the door. "Just incase the warden's decide to return and make a surprise inspection!" she joked. "Wouldn't want to get caught in an embarrassing situation would we?"

"Well, I don't know?" I replied. "Sounds like it could be fun!" 

We both laughed. Holly turned from locking the door, walked over to me and kissed me again. 

"I've got something that I've been dying to show you ever since the first time," Holly said with excitement.

Oh God almighty, I thought. I'm finally going to the Promised Land! My mind was already three steps ahead as my mouth went dry and I tried to swallow. "Oh yeah, what's that?" I asked in anticipation.

"Well I wanted to show you a couple magazines that I 'borrowed' from a stash my brother had hidden in his room," Holly said. "You remember me telling you about the magazines I found in my parents room, don't you?"

"Of course I remember! How can I forget? It was your question about them that's lead us to where we are now," I answered. "Why do you ask?"

Holly replied, "Because the magazines my father had were mild in comparison to what I found hidden in my brother stash! You've got to see some of them, because I don't know how to explain what the people are doing in the pictures." 

She hesitated for a minute and then continued, while gently pleading, "I want you to help me understand better what the people are doing so that I know what to do if you ever want me to do these types of things with you. I know I can trust you, but only you! And I could never ask my mom about the pictures? I'd rather die first!"

I looked at her in surprise and said, "Holly, you don't ever have to worry about doing something wrong. If we're honest with each other, we can discover what we like together regardless of what other people are doing in magazines." 

Holly smiled at me, as I think my statement strengthened her confidence.

I continued, "But, I have a question. Why do you think I'll have all the answers?"

"It's something you said a couple weeks ago after you had your first orgasm with me," Holly timidly said. "You said that you'd never had a more powerful orgasm before or something like that. Somehow, I got the impression that you might have had some experience with these kinds of things. Am I right?"

I chuckled and looked her in the eyes. 

"Well sort of," I responded.

"What do you mean?" Holly asked a little puzzled by my answer.

Still smiling I began, "Well, it's a little embarrassing to just flat out tell you, but let's just say that the orgasms I had with you were not the first orgasms I've ever had."

Still slightly confused by my reply Holly continued, "What exactly do you mean? And you don't have to be embarrassed with me. I know you've dated other girls and now that I know how good an orgasm can feel, I understand why you probably had sex with those other girls. Before two weeks ago, I never even knew what an orgasm was. Now, wow! I can't get the memory of how it feels out of my head."

I looked at Holly for a few seconds as I thought about how to reply. 

"Holly, I know I really shouldn't be embarrassed about this but it's just that I've never told anybody this," I began. I hesitated for a moment and then said, "I'm a virgin, well at least, technically speaking."

"Huh? What are you saying? How can you be a virgin if you've had sex with other girls?" Holly quizzed.

I replied, "Well, first off, I've fooled around with some of the girls I dated, but I've never had intercourse with any of those girls. We just played around a bit, mostly just fondling each other with our hands or rubbing ourselves against each others bodies. A couple of times I had an orgasm from a girl stroking my penis. But I've never been inside a woman's vagina and by my understanding, that technically, makes me a virgin!"

I paused for a moment while Holly pondered what I had said.

Holly finally broke the silence, a questioning look on her face, and asked, "So you've only had a couple orgasms before we shared those ones a couple weeks ago? I thought you meant that you've had quite a few." 

I smiled at her again as I continued, "Well, technically, I have had quite a few orgasms before."

I could see the confusion in Holly's face and body language, so I preempted her next question by saying, "I know what you're going to ask. Let me explain. I, ah, how can I explain it? Again, it's something that I've never told anybody and it's a little personal. I'm not used to talking to anybody about these kinds of things!"

Holly moved against me and put her arms around me. She kissed me gently and looked into my eyes. "Don't worry! It's new for me too, being so frank about the subject. I want us to be able to share everything together."

Getting my confidence and knowing that I trusted her completely, I finally looked back into her eyes and said, "Well, you know, sometimes I relieve myself!"

Whew! There, I said it! The truth was out that I liked to masturbate. Doesn't everybody?

Confused for a moment, Holly pondered what I had just revealed to her. Slowly, a small smile appeared in the corner of her mouth and she said, "Well, that I'd like to see! I guess it's perfectly natural from what I've seen in the magazine pictures. I guess I just never imagined you doing that. Why were you so embarrassed to tell me?"

"Well it's just not something a person goes around broadcasting to the world. It's personal! Do you go around telling people that you masturbate?" I asked.

Holly laughed at my statement and then added, "Well, to tell the truth, prior to two weeks ago, I've never even thought about masturbation before. But from what I've seen in some of these magazines, maybe I'm missing something? Maybe you can teach me?"  

Holly gave me a devilish grin.

Stunned, I looked at Holly in wonder. Finally I said, "You mean you've never pleased yourself by touching or rubbing yourself?"

"No, not really!" she replied, suddenly remembering something. "Other than when we used to wrestle and I'd pin you to the ground. A couple of times I felt the hardness of you against me as I sat on top you and how good it felt to rub against you. But I never did anything about it. If you remember, you had me so worked up two weeks ago that when you touched me down there, I exploded almost instantly with an orgasm. God! That felt so good!" she said reminiscing.

I was stunned by Holly's confession but I guess, in retrospect, I wasn't too surprised. But I wondered how an 18 year old girl could never have pleased herself. I mean, I'd been abusing myself for years. I just assumed everyone else did.

"Well, I've got an idea!" I said to Holly. 

Holly replied, "What's that?"

I pulled Holly against me tightly and wrapped my arms around her. I moved my lips against hers and kissed her. She responded by moving against me and we kissed like there would be no tomorrow. My hands moved down her body, while her hands did the same to mine. Her touch was driving me crazy and my cock quickly came back to full attention as we ground our bodies into each other and rubbed each others backs. I moved my hands down to Holly's ass and pulled her even harder into my engorged cock. She didn't seem to mind as she openly started to grind herself against my hardness. I could hear her breathing getting a little ragged and could feel our hearts beating faster and faster. At that moment, I knew I was madly in love with her and I wanted her in every way possible.

Slowly I moved Holly backwards towards her bed. As her legs brushed up against the bed, I gently pushed her backwards until she was sitting on the edge of the bed. We remained kissing and feeling each other backs as she sat down on the bed and I bent over. My cock was aching so badly with desire that it almost hurt. I finally knelt between her legs facing her so that her chest pressed against my face. Holly pulled my face up towards her mouth and we kissed some more. After a minute or so, I leaned back a bit so I could get a look at her. 

"Holly, you are so beautiful and I wanted to tell you that I'm in love with you!" I said. 

"Oh, baby! If only you knew how crazy I am about you! I've been in love with you for a long time but I never knew how to tell you," Holly replied.

I was a bit stunned by her words, as she kissed me again. Our bodies felt so good against each other.  

As we caught our breath again, I said to her, "Well, why didn't you say something? I've been crazy about you too but I didn't want to risk losing you as a friend if you didn't feel the same way."

Holly began to weep as she said, "And I didn't want to risk losing you! I don't know if I could live without you in my life. You're my best friend and it hurts so bad inside when I'm apart from you for even a couple days." 

I held Holly tenderly and we wept together. My body was bursting with love and it felt good.

"Let's make an agreement to always be honest with each other," I suggested. "If only we had known a long time ago how we felt about each other? Wait! Let's not worry about the past. Let's just move forward! I'm just happy to be with you now!"

"And I'm happy to be with you too," Holly said. 

I leaned forward and began kissing Holly again. She responded as I began to kiss her neck and moved my hands to her breasts. Slowly I cupped her full breasts in my hands and began to knead them. Her nipples gutted into my hands and she sighed loudly.

"Oh, baby! Please just suck my nipples for me. I need you so bad!" Holly begged. 

Holly began to undo the buttons to her blouse but I stopped her. 

I looked into her eyes and said, "Let me do that for you sweetheart! I want you to just relax and enjoy yourself!"

Slowly I undid each button, teasing her as her breathing increased with each button. Holly's chest heaved in and out and her nipples looked like they were going to burst through her blouse at any second. God, she was so hot! I undid the last button and open her shirt revealing a luscious pair of breasts clad in a semi-transparent pink brassiere. Holly's hard nipples and dark areolas protruded through the soft semi-transparent fabric and they looked incredible. I couldn't wait to get my mouth around them! I move closer and took a brassiere clad nipple into my mouth. Holly gasped and threw her hands around my head so that I couldn't move, even if I had wanted to. I loved every second of it as Holly went wild and moaned and thrashed about. It excited me just to see and feel her reaction.

After a few minutes of sucking on her nipples through the fabric of Holly's brassiere, I needed to have an unimpeded feel of her skin in my mouth and in my hands. Without breaking the connection of my mouth on Holly's nipple, I reached around her and began to struggle with the clasp of her bra. After a few unsuccessful attempts, Holly urgently pushed me back, reached behind her back and deftly undid the clasp for me. I broke the connection for a brief moment, and Holly's bra fell to the floor. God! I almost came right there. Holly had the most beautiful and perfect pair of breasts in the World! As I cupped my hands around Holly's breasts, I sucked a nipple back into my mouth. Holly's breasts were so incredible, firm, but yet so soft at the same time. I wasted no time as I sucked each nipple, alternately, into my mouth and swirled my tongue around each. Holly's hands were back around my head holding me tight as I felt the tension in her body build to a crescendo. I really didn't know what I was doing, but I figured I must have been doing something right, as Holly seemed to be really enjoying the ministrations that I was more than happy to perform on her beautiful breasts. The harder I sucked, the louder Holly moaned. 

"Oh, God! Oh, God! Don't stop! I'm almost there!" Holly begged. 

I sucked a little harder and squeezed her breasts a little more firmly. I was so turned on by Holly's reactions, her delightful moans and giggles. I knew that I wouldn't be long before Holly wouldn't be able to hold off any longer.

Sure enough, she suddenly tensed up and cried, "Oh, God! I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Holly seemed to lose all control and I had to hold her from falling over as her body convulsed in spasms. I was amazed, but happy to see her in such a state. I knew how good it felt to have the release after an intense build up. I felt nothing but love for her as I watched her slowly wind down from her orgasm and regain her composure. I put my ear to her heart and listened to the rhythm of her beat as I hugged her close. 

Holly finally gently pushed me back and drew my mouth to hers. She kissed me deeply and then said, "Oh baby! That was so intense! I can't begin to tell you how good you make me feel. I love you so much and want you so badly!"

Those were the sweetest words a man can ever hear from a woman and I smiled at her. Soon enough that time would come but I had another surprise for Holly first. 

"I love you too, Holly and I'm so glad you enjoyed yourself. But, I have a question I need to ask you before we go any further," I said.

Holly replied as she looked at me with admiration on her face, "Anything my love! You can ask me anything!"

I placed my hands on Holly's hips as I looked back at her and smiled. "I'd like to pleasure you some more but this time I'd like to use my tongue down lower. You know, on your pussy! Will that be okay?" I ventured. 

Sort of startled, Holly let the idea sink in for a moment, and smiled back at me. "I don't know baby! I've never had that done before. I'm not sure you'd want to because I feel real wet and slimy down there right now?" 

Encouraged by Holly's answer and her lack of a total denial, I pressed on.

"Well, I've never been surer of anything in my life before and it would bring me so much joy to be able to pleasure you this way. I just want to show you how much pleasure you brought me the last time you did it for me," I responded.

"But what if I don't like it?" Holly asked.

"Then we stop," I responded. "No questions asked! I'll never do anything that you don't want me to Holly. I want you to trust me completely."

Holly thought for a moment and shyly smiled at me. "Well, I guess it would be okay if you want to. I love you and I already trust you completely. You should know that after all this time!"

I couldn't help but kiss Holly again as I was so excited about what was about to happen. I had never performed oral sex on a woman before but if everything I had ever read about oral sex was true, I knew she was going to enjoy it. I'd just watch her reactions and go from there!

"Why don't you lay back on your bed and I'll just stay on my knees?" I said. 

Holly smiled and nervously lay back on the bed. I put my hands on her stomach and felt a small jump. Her breasts giggled as I gently rubbed her naked abdomen. 

"You are so beautiful Holly! I think you're the sexiest woman I've ever seen!" I said. 

I lowered my hand to undo the button on her jeans. With the button undone, I lifted the fly and slowly unzipped her pants. I could feel the warmth of her pussy as my hand passed within fractions of an inch. I thought I detected a faint scent that only a beautiful woman could produce. We'd find out for sure in a moment.

With the zipper down the entire way, I placed both my hands on the waist of her pants and asked Holly to lift her hips for me. As she did, I pulled her pants down from under her butt and lowered them to her knees. Holly's body quivered as I stopped to look at the cute little pink panties that she wore. I could tell she was really wet as there was a noticeable dark spot on the front and between her legs. I lowered my face as I inhaled deeply. Sure enough her womanly scent filled my nostrils and my cock strained against the confines of my pants. I knew I was moments away from being in Heaven. 

I removed Holly's pants the remainder of the way down her legs and pulled them off her completely leaving nothing but a small pair of pink panties on her otherwise naked body. Her nipples were fully erect and her breathing was already sounding ragged. I wondered how she would feel as I leaned back towards her crotch and gently blew over the front of her panties.




Best Friends Forever Ch. 02



"Oh, God!" Holly cried. "That feels so incredibly good! Touch me now! Or kiss me! I've got to feel your touch, baby!"

Wanting to enjoy the entire experience, I quickly reached up and pulled her panties down and under her butt. As I finished sliding them off her legs, I leaned forward and spread her legs to give me complete access to her womanhood. God, she was beautiful and her pussy glistened in the light as I lowered my face to her pussy. Holly's pubic hair was neatly trimmed, just as I had hoped. Stretching my tongue as far as it'd go; I licked the folds of her pussy and tasted her sweetness for the first time. Holly responded by jumping slightly in surprise, but quickly settling back down. I licked her lips again and again as the folds of her pussy began to open up to me. It was pure joy as I swirled my tongue around inside her pussy and flicked the tip of my tongue at the top of her pussy. Holly began moaning loudly and she began thrusting her hips up to meet my tongue as I ventured inside her. I noticed her clitoris start to become erect and decided to give that a lick. As my tongue touched the clit for the very first time, Holly suddenly clamped her legs against my head and screamed in pleasure. He body tensed up completely and I felt a rush of fluid escape from inside her vagina onto my chin. I tried to lap up her juices as they leaked from her pussy but Holly was moving around too much and my head was locked between her strong legs. So I enjoyed the ride, while I wait for her to release me.

As Holly finally calmed down, I firmed pushed her legs apart and started to lick her juices from wherever they had leaked. I began by running my tongue up the inside of her legs and then below her pussy towards her butt. Finally, I turned my attention back to her pussy and licked as deep into her pussy as I could reach with my tongue. Holly seemed to enjoy this as she once again moved her hips as my tongue delved deeper into her inner sanctum. Her clitoris looked to be in need of some more attention, so I licked my way up to the top of her pussy and gently sucked her clitoris into my mouth. Holly moaned as before and ground her pussy up into my face. I decided to take a chance as I lowered one of my hands between her legs and slid a finger into Holly's vagina. I felt her pussy grip my finger as she ground her pussy against my tongue and finger. The motion became a little more rapid as her breathing began to get faster. I slid a second finger in her pussy as she really started humping my hand. Holly thrashed about. Her legs again squeezed against my head, but with my face ground against her clitoris and my fingers probing her cunt as she thrust back and forth, I had a little more freedom to do as I pleased. As I sucked her entire engorged clitoris into my mouth, her body once again tensed up and she cried out in joy as wave after wave of pleasure shook her body. Her pussy gapped open as a flood of juice leaked from inside. But this time I was able to catch most of it with my tongue as I hungrily devoured ever ounce of her delicious fluid. I was totally drunk from her sweet nectar and couldn't get enough. Unfortunately, Holly pushed me back as she panted and asked me to stop.

"Oh baby!" she said. "I'm too sensitive for you to continue doing that right now but what I'd really like is to try that hard cock of yours inside of me!"

I was surprised that she was so blunt and forthright but as I looked between her legs and saw her pussy, it looked like it was throbbing as her vaginal opening appeared to be opening and closing. 

As much as I wanted to fuck Holly, I asked, "Are you sure you're ready? We don't have to do this yet if you're not sure. I'll wait as long as you need me too."

"Oh baby, I've never been surer of anything in my life. I've waited way too long for this moment and I need you now! Now get those clothes off your hot body and stick that beautiful penis of yours inside me!"

Now I might have been a little slow on the uptake, but I'm no dummy. I ripped my clothes off in record time and crawled up beside Holly as she lay back down on the bed. We both scooted up on her bed so that her legs were no longer hanging over the edge. My cock throbbed in anticipation and pre cum leaked from the tip. I was finally lying naked beside the girl I loved. We were about to consummate our love for each other and I was a little nervous. I so wanted to please Holly that my satisfaction was secondary. But I knew we loved each other and that love would overcome any deficiency.

I was about to make a move when I suddenly realized that I didn't have a condom with me and we hadn't even talked about birth control. 

As if reading the concern on my face, Holly looked at me and said, "Don't worry about birth control. I've been on the pill for a few months now and besides, I want to feel the real you inside of me! Why don't you just relax and kiss me?"

Relived, I leaned over Holly and kissed her passionately. As she lay on her back, I faced her as we embraced and we continued to kiss. She pulled me down so that our chests were against each other and I felt her incredible breasts pressing into my chest. Our hands were all over each others bodies as I felt her nipples bore into me. Our breathing deepened as then intensity of the situation grew. 

"Come inside of me!" Holly begged. "I need to feel you inside of me and feel our love together. I want to be close to you!"

"And I want to be close to you as well!" I said as I lifted my body between her legs.

My cock was now inches above her cunt as she opened her legs wide to receive me. My cock throbbed as if awaiting final confirmation. Holly reached between our legs and gently pulled my cock towards her opening. I felt her wetness as the head of my cock entered her vagina. I hesitated for a moment but Holly wasn't going to wait. I felt her legs lock around my butt and she slowly drew me into her with her strong legs. Now it was my turn to moan as the combination of her wetness, softness, and warmth enveloped my penis and I knew there was no turning back. Her cunt was like pure velvet as she gripped me with her muscles and I felt her legs ease around my butt. I withdrew my cock from her halfway and then thrust back inside of her. I could already feel my balls retracting against my body and my cock stretched to the maximum.

"Oh, God! That's so incredible!" Holly cried. "You feel so huge!"

This only made me feel even more desperate and I slowly began pumping my cock back and forth into Holly. My cock felt like it was going to burst as Holly began panting and thrusting her hips to meet mine. Sweat formed between our bodies and I could tell we were both close to orgasm. I desperately wanted to wait for Holly but the situation was too much for me as my cock suddenly started spasming and cum shot from the end, deep into her womb. To my surprise, this set off an orgasm in Holly, as she suddenly tensed up and screamed out in pleasure as I felt her pussy grab my cock tightly. I stopped moving but continued to squirt several shots of cum inside of her. She gripped me tightly as we rode our waves of pleasure together and we both felt the closeness and love we had for each other. We kissed tenderly and deeply as my cock slowly deflated. But we continued to grind against each other as we both came down from the natural high.

Finally, I rolled over on my back to catch my breath. Holly turned on her side to face me. She was also breathing hard. With a big grin of contentment on her beautiful face, she kissed me passionately. I felt Holly's hand wrap around my cock as she began to stroke me. 

"I love you!" she whispered. "You make me feel so complete!"

I smiled and kissed her back.

I replied, "And I love you! I've never felt as close to anyone as I do to you, right now!"

We embraced warmly, and I ran my hands all over Holly's body. Holly continued to stroke my cock and balls and it wasn't long before my cock started to respond to Holly's warm touch.

"Oh, my? What do we have here?" Holly questioned, while smiling and looking down at my cock.

"Well, if you're up for it, maybe we can have another go?" I said.

"Well, technically speaking, I think you're the one that's 'up' for it!" she teased. "But I'm game for some more fun if you are?"

We kissed again and then I asked Holly if she would like to get on top of me and sit on my cock.

"Okay," Holly responded. "I saw that in one of my brother's magazines and it looked like it could be fun."

Holly sat up and swung her body around until her cunt was just an inch or two above my fully engorged cock. I could feel my cock throbbing as I look at Holly and her beautiful body. Her breasts hung beautifully within easy reach and I couldn't resist reaching up and cupping her breasts in the palms of my hands. Holly sighed as I gently kneaded her breasts and lifted my head so I could suck one of her incredible nipples into my mouth. I thought she was going to come right there but she held off while I gently sucked her nipple. I found this incredibly sexy and my cock pulsed in anticipation as I continued to administer to Holly's breasts. I felt Holly sit down on top of me and felt our earlier wetness on my lap. Holly's pussy rubbed against my cock as it lay against my stomach. It felt incredible as Holly slowly slid her pussy against my cock for a few minutes. I could finally take no more and reached down with my hand and lifted my cock up. Holly understood what I was doing and raised herself up slightly so that I could line my cock up with the entrance to her pussy. Slowly, Holly lowered her pussy onto my cock as I lifted my hips to get maximum penetration. 

"Oh, God! That feels so incredible!" Holly moaned. 

"You're so warm!" I moaned.

I lay back down and Holly began to gently to lift herself up and down on my cock. She quickly got a nice easy rhythm going as she fucked me with her warm, soft pussy. It felt so incredible! I could feel her pussy tighten on my cock with each stroke. We both moaned from the intense pleasure and I swear my cock felt like it grew another inch or two, as it strained to be as far inside of her cunt as possible. Holly's breasts bounced and jiggled on her chest as she continued fucking me. I reached up and cupped Holly's breasts in my hands as she quickened her pace on my cock. I knew Holly's orgasm was near and could feel her juices running freely down my cock. Holly started gasping as she quickened her pace even more. I raised my head and pulled her chest towards my mouth. I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth and sure enough, it sent Holly over the top as a massive orgasm ripped through her entire body! Holly screamed with joy! I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock as her body shook. It was too much for me! My cock erupted inside of Holly's pussy. It was the most intense orgasm of my life! Holly fell on top of me and together we just lay there, with my cock still inside of her, as we savored the moment. 

"That was incredible!" Holly panted. "I've never felt anything as intense in my life! Now I know what it feels like to be a woman!"

We kissed deeply as we continued to grind our bodies together.

I never wanted this moment to end.

After about fifteen minutes of just cuddling and holding each other and kissing, we decided that we better get up and have a shower before Holly's parents got home. I couldn't help myself and ended up on my knees licking Holly to another satisfying orgasm in the shower. Holly returned the favor by sucking me off to a mind blowing orgasm as well. That girl was a natural in the oral department! 

Needless to say, a new chapter in our relationship began. 



--- End of Part Two ---



Best Friends Forever Ch. 03



Katie stared at her best friend. She was trying to process exactly what Bill had said. She hadn't seen her best friend in almost three months and now he had told her he was getting a divorce.

"What?"

"Cathy wants a divorce. She's not at training this week. She went home to visit her parents. She took the week off work. She thinks we're having an affair. She won't believe me when I tell her we're not."

By this time, Bill was sobbing uncontrollably. He had always been emotional and Katie knew that he wouldn't stop crying unless he had been calmed down. The bill had been paid and so Katie stood up and led Bill outside to her car. She sat him down in the passenger seat and got in the car. She turned to face him.

"I'm driving you home."

Katie turned the car on and drove the few blocks to Bill and Cathy's house. Bill was sniffling and bawling. Katie touched his thigh lightly. The moment she pulled into the driveway, she got out and they walked towards the house. The moment they got in Katie pulled Bill in for a hug. They stumbled into the living room and sat down. Bill cuddled against Katie and cried his eyes out. Katie just sat there and waited for Bill to calm down. This was serious. The only other time he had cried this hard was when his Dad had died. Finally, Bill calmed down enough and sat up.

"She left on Sunday. She saw your number on my cell phone and started screaming at me, saying she finally had proof that I was cheating on her. She left in a whirlwind of screaming."

"Want me to talk to her?"

"What are you going to say? Tell her we're not having an affair. She won't believe you any more than she believes me."

"Bill come on. Let me talk to her. She needs to know how much you love her."

"You'd do that?" Bill's eyes were still red, but he was smiling. Katie couldn't help but smile. Bill was so sweet and loveable.

"Yes I'm going to do that for you. You're my best friend."

***

Katie sat in the coffee shop and waited for Cathy to arrive. It had taken almost two weeks for Cathy to actually answer the phone. She had reluctantly agreed to meet Katie, but she had no idea why. She really didn't want to see the woman who was cheating with her husband, or soon to be ex-husband. Cathy entered the coffee shop and sat right down across from Katie.

"You have five minutes and then I'm leaving. Explain yourself."

Katie blinked. This was not the same woman who Katie had met so many times prior to the wedding. She hadn't seen Cathy since the wedding and although physically she looked the same, maybe a little plump from being a few months pregnant, but otherwise no changes. Personality wise, she was rude and cranky.

"Bill and I have never been together. No one ever believes me when I tell them. My mom doesn't believe me and neither does Bill's mom. I don't know what to say to make you believe me, but Bill cried his eyes out when he told me you wanted a divorce. He loves you so much. You know he spent hours figuring out the best way to propose to you. I offered to help him and he said no. He wanted it to be perfect."

By this time, Cathy was sobbing quietly and was wiping the tears from her face. The moment she wiped the tears that had spilled over her eyelashes more would form.

"I know. You're amazing Katie. I'm so jealous of you. Why won't he tell me why he comes home late every night?"

Katie bit her lip. She knew why, but didn't want to be the one to tell her. She had been sworn to secrecy, but if she wanted to mend their broken relationship she would have to tell her.

"I know the answer. I'd rather not tell you, but I promise you it's a good reason. Other than going out for dinner two weeks ago I haven't seen Bill since the wedding."

"Tell me." Cathy's voice was soft and quiet. She was still crying, but it was a soft cry.

"He's working another job at a hardware store so that you two have enough money. He plans to save up so that you can be a stay at home mom."

Katie said the words softly and waited for a response. She knew she sounded like a bitch with what she just said, but she had tried her best to sound sincere and caring. She did care and the last thing she wanted was her best friend to get divorced.

"Why would he do that? We have enough money!" Cathy was visibly upset. Katie walked over and sat next to Cathy.

"Because his parents aren't rich. Yours are. Your parents gave you a house for goodness sake. He's worried he will never be able to provide for you."

"Oh. I guess I'm a complete bitch aren't I?"

"No you're just a hormonal pregnant woman. Considering you're carrying twins I think that's allowed." Katie gasped as she blurted out the last few words. She covered her mouth with her hand.

"Sorry. Fuck. Bill accidentally told me. I'm sorry. He told me you guys were keeping it a secret."

Cathy smiled. "It's O.K. Katie. Yes, we're having twins. You are a great best friend to Bill. You know that right?"

"Yeah I guess."

"You guess? Katie you are amazing. Bill talks about you all the time. You came over here thinking I hated you. You are the most sincere person I have ever met. You're selfless. You truly are Katie."

"Well thank you Cathy. Are you going to go back home?"

"Yes."

***

"Two girls? Wow! Congrats Bill. How's Cathy doing?"

Katie was sitting on a bench outside one of the university buildings. Her phone had vibrated in class and she rushed outside to take the call.

"Want to hear the names we picked out?" Bill was standing in the hallway of the hospital. Cathy was just showering and the babies were being looked after in the nursery. He had a list of people he needed to call, but this was the most important call for him. He had to call his best friend.

"Sure Bill. Hopefully she didn't go all hormonal and name them Madison or Ryan."

"We named them after you. Katie Erin Kennedy and Erin Katie Kennedy."

Katie smiled as tears spilled from her eyes. She was never happier than she was at this moment. 



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"It's a shame that one of them died on the way here," the paramedic said, pushing the empty gurney from the room where he just dropped off his passenger. "And it doesn't look like that one will make it through surgery with all the internal injuries he sustained."

"I know," said the driver of the ambulance. "If we had only gotten there sooner, he may have had a better chance." Hearing a lot of commotion both of them stopped and looked over at the room where two doctors and three nurses were working furiously on one patient.

The woman lying on the bed had tubes and IVs sticking out of her arms and mouth. They stood there as one doctor began chest compressions as a nurse rolled the crash cart closer to the bed. Needles were quickly prepared and more medicine was thrust into the IVs as the nurse called out that the paddles were ready.

The EMTs watched the doctor stop compressions, grab the paddles and yell out "CLEAR" before placing the paddles on the woman's chest. The body rose off the table a tiny amount before falling back on the bed. A loud long tone rang out in the silent room for a split second before the doctor called for a higher charge.

The room grew more and more silent as the doctor tried three more times to save the woman's life; and each shock was still followed by the long, solid tone showing no pulse on the patient. The doctor looked up at the clock and let out a long sigh before saying, "I'm calling it."

The two medics turned and walked away from the room, their heads hung low. When they reached their rig, the two of them worked in silence as they put the gurney inside and cleaned up the inside from all the waste that was used on the ride to the hospital. When it was cleaned up, the driver checked with base and was told the night was currently clear of any calls.

"I hate it when so many come back from an accident and don't make it," the other one said. "I don't feel so sorry for the drunk driver, though. As much as I hated seeing her die in there, I am glad to see that she got what she deserved for all the pain she's caused."

The other one looked at him and frowned. "I hate seeing anyone die, even after that nasty mess we were picking them up from. Hey, here comes the other ambulance. I guess they finally got the two out of the crushed car." Both men looked up and watched as the ambulance drove in silence to the ER doors.

"Shit!" exclaimed one of them. "No lights or siren. Damn it! No one survied!"

As they stood there, looking on, the diver jumped out and walked over to the back doors before seeing the other two paramedics.

"Good, you're still here," he called to them. "Get over here, and bring your gurney. We're going to need your help. You won't believe this."

The two rushed over to the open ambulance door with their gurney. When they reached the opening, they were shocked to see the couple lying side by side, one on the gurney, and the other lying strapped to the bench, holding each others hands. The driver climbed in and stepped carefully over the clasped hands and spoke to the other two EMTs.

"When we separated them, their vitals went haywire, and they began to crash," he told them. "When we lay them side by side, their hands touched and the vitals were instantly clear of any danger. Every time we tried to separate them, the vitals went south; so we decided to transport them together like this.

"We're going to take her out first. Get your stretcher in here fast, put him on it and roll it back out even faster so we can get them back together again. I don't know what it is about these two; but they're holding onto each other like they're keeping each other alive."

In a flash, the hands were separated as the woman was rushed out, her portable heart monitor going from a slow steady beat to a rapid pace, as did the man's. The two rushed in and quickly put him on their gurney and rushed it out the door without worrying about strapping him and his body board down to it. As soon as they were out the door, the couple was put side by side and the other EMT put their hands together again. Both monitors were instantly back to a normal healthy and safe rhythm.

Both of them looked at each other before reaching forward and grabbing the end of the gurneys and began to roll them out at the same time. When both of them were on the ground, the four men and two gurneys quickly made their way into the ER, the two separate heart monitors beeping loud and in synch with each other, showing that the couple's hearts were beating exactly at the same time as the other.

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John opened his eyes and stared at the dark tiled ceiling above him. His body hurt and he felt sore, as if he had been run over by a steamroller. He lay there, trying to get his bearing, trying to figure out where he was, since that was definitely not his bedrooms ceiling above him. His mind finally began to pay more attention to its other senses, hearing a steady beeping noise close to his head.

As he turned his head, John saw an IV stand and heart monitor close by. Watching the monitor, he slowly came to the conclusion that he was in a hospital; but he couldn't figure out why he was there. He tried to raise his hand up to his head, but a pain in the back of his hand let him know that the IV was still in and moving that arm too much was not a good idea.

Moving his other arm, he felt his hand holding something before it registered in his mind that he was holding someone's hand. He turned his head and looked to the other side and saw Lisa lying beside him, her face turned toward his.

John's heart leaped with joy at seeing Lisa by his side, and knew it was her hand holding his; but then he noticed another heart monitor and IV on her opposite side and it occurred to him that, she too, was a patient in the hospital. Ignoring the pain, John brought Lisa's hand up to his lips and kissed it on the knuckle.

Lisa stirred from her strange dream, and her eyes gently fluttered open. She found herself looking directly into John's eyes, and saw that they were growing misty while he looked at her over the hand he was holding up to his lips. She smiled at him and reached one finger up out of their gripped hands and stroked his face gently. He looked at her and Lisa felt her heart jump a couple of beats. She even heard it thanks to the beeping on her other side.

John saw the puzzled look on her face before she turned and looked at the monitor stand beside her. She rolled her head and looked at him puzzled still before her eyes widened in shock to see an IV stand on John's opposite side.

"We're in a hospital," he whispered to her, before thinking about how obvious this had to be for her by now. "Sorry for stating the obvious," he said with a blush. She returned his smile before speaking.

"Do you know what happened?" she asked.

"I can answer that," came a voice from near their feet.

Both of them looked in the direction and noticed a woman, wearing a white lab coat and clipboard in her hand, standing at the foot of the large bed they were sharing together.

"I'm Doctor Janice Terrell," the woman said, "and you two have been in a very serious accident."

John and Lisa looked at each other for a moment before their eyes widened again, suddenly remembering the dinner they had shared and the accident just afterward. Looking back at the doctor, she smiled, calming both her patients.

"You're both doing just fine and will be able to go home soon. We ran several tests over the past 12 hours, while you were unconscious and there seems to be no damage to either of you."

"But, the car...it was crushed all around us," John said.

"How did we survive that?" Lisa asked.

The doctor stood there, her smile growing as she looked at the two of them.

"No one knows, actually," she told them. "When you were removed from the wreckage, your vitals nearly crashed; but out of sheer luck, the paramedics laid you both side by side and when you hands touched, the vitals went right back to normal.

"There was nothing wrong with you, but when you two were separated; your bodies just seemed to give up. No one's been able to explain it. Even your heart rates have been confusing us while you two have been together. They're perfectly in synch with each other."

John and Lisa listened after the doctor spoke and noticed that they could hear only one set of beeping even though there were two machines in the room. They gripped each others hand tighter as they looked at the doctor, who was still smiling at them.

"Since you're both in good health, we're only going to keep you here for another 12 hours before releasing you to go home. I'll have a nurse come in and remove the IVs and monitors so you can relax more comfortably."

After the nurse had done her duties, John and Lisa thought about just sleeping cuddled with each other for the rest of their hospital stay; but that wasn't to be the case. They both had visitors that they had never met before, all of them, firefighters, EMTs, and emergency room doctors, wanting to see for themselves the couple that had miraculously survived the tangled wreck from the night before.

When the couple finally rolled out of the hospital in wheelchairs, they found, to their surprise, a limousine waiting for them. As they sat there, looking at it, the driver climbed out and opened the back door for the couple.

"That's the driver from last night," Lisa said to John. "What are you doing here?" she asked the driver.

"I got your message you wouldn't need me anymore and left the parking lot," he replied. "I got caught up in some traffic due to an accident and by the time I was at the scene, I saw them pull you out of the mess. I have a brother who's an EMT who told me about your situation and I made sure that I would be here to give you both a ride home, after what you two had been through."

The couple smiled and Lisa walked over and gave the driver a hug for his kindness.

"This isn't appropriate behavior for a driver," he chuckled, as he returned the hug. Lisa let go and climbed in with John right behind her, his face still showing a bit of shock on it.

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When they returned home, John called his work as Lisa called hers, both giving a quick synopsis of their accident and asking for the week off. When Lisa hung up, her face showed sadness as John smiled at her.

"What's wrong?"

"I've already used up all my vacation days, and paid time off this year," she told him. "They said if I don't come in tomorrow, I'll be fired."

"But the hospital said you need to have at least 48 hours stress free. You can't go into work."

"I know," she said, walking over to John and sliding her arms around him. "I guess I get to spend the next few days putting together my resume."

"Among other things," he responded, gently folding his arms around her. When she looked up at his face, John leaned down and kissed her lips. It was just a gentle touch for a second, as the held each other before their lips parted a little. As they began to let their tongue's tips reach out and just barely touch, their embrace tightened a little more.

Just as the passion was growing, and their embrace getting stronger, both of them felt the other twinge for a second before quickly breaking off the kiss. Looking at each other, they knew that the doctors had been right about their bodies having internal bruising.

"I guess we're going to have to wait a few more days," Lisa chuckled, before just leaning into John's warm embrace. "Just as long as we're still able to hold each other, I'll be happy."

They stood there for several moments, enjoying the moment, when John's phone rang. Reluctantly, they broke apart and he answered the call. As he talked, Lisa felt a feeling of dread and sadness come upon her as she watched John's face grow more and more sorrowful. When he hung up the phone, it was her turn to ask his earlier question.

"What's wrong?"

"My father passed away," he told her, tears beginning to stream down his cheeks. John half sat, half fell, onto the couch, his emotions finally releasing. The tears came rolling freely as Lisa rushed by his side to comfort him. John quickly wrapped his arms around Lisa, knowing that she understood his pain better than anyone.

He had been with her in college when she had gotten the news that both her parents died in the house fire. Even still, this time, Lisa's hugs were much better than when she and John held each other as he cried at his mother's funeral during their senior year of high school. Now both of them had lost their parents, and it crossed both their minds that none of them were going to see John and Lisa together, as much as all four parents had expected them to get together.

Lisa's tears began to pour out, feeling the loss all over again and they both just sat there for nearly an hour crying into the other's shoulder. When there seemed to be no more tears, they both just held each other, their breaths coming in short deep and breaking gulps. Finally, Lisa pulled back and stood up, taking John's hand in hers. He stood up and let her lead the way.

Lisa turned off the living room light switch, and walked down the hall to her room, John blindly following the woman he truly loved more than anyone alive. Once in the room, without even turning the light on, Lisa led him to the bed and made him sit on the edge. She kneeled on the floor in front of him and began to remove his shoes and socks with gentle tenderness.

As she rose, her hands caressed his legs and came to the John's belt. He let her undo his belt and loosen the button and zipper. When she stopped, he stood and let his pants fall as his hands went to the pants she had been given by the hospital staff. He helped her take them off, his hands gently gliding down her legs as Lisa pulled her shirt over her own head.

When John stood up, he was not surprised to find her standing in just her panties. His hands slid around her waist as her hands went to his waist. Just as he was about to pull her into him and kiss her, her fingers grabbed the bottom of his shirt and began to lift it up. He let her go, raising his arms to let her take his shirt off.

When it was high enough, Lisa let John do the rest, her arms moving gently around his chest. John dropped the shirt to the floor and pulled Lisa tighter to him. When she took a quick short breath through her teeth, he remembered her bruised body and loosened his grip on her.

"I'm sorry," she spoke into his neck. "I want to, John. I really do want to be with you right now; but I'm still too sore."

"I know," he whispered to her. "I really do understand; and we can sleep in separate beds tonight, if you want to be on the safe side."

Lisa's arms tightened, causing John to groan with the pain it caused. She quickly loosened again.

"I can't stand the thought of not being near you again, John," she whispered. "After what has happened, I want to spend every moment possible with you."

He tilted his head and kissed her cheek gently before agreeing with what she said. They climbed into her bed and lay on their sides, facing one another. As their bodies gave into the embrace of the soft mattress and warmth of the blanket, they clasped their hands together and drifted into deep sleep.

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The next week went by in a blur for both of them. Three days later, John's father's funeral took place. As he sat at the graveside, Lisa sat by his side, crying along with him. During the line of condolences, nearly everyone mentioned what a wonderful couple John and Lisa made and how proud his and her parents would be to see them finally together.

Though they both felt their bodies were fully healed from their accident, neither one was feeling up to making love that night. For the next couple of days and nights, John and Lisa were nearly inseparable. That Friday afternoon, Lisa had finished with her resume and began sending it out via the internet. John had called his work and told them he would be in the next Monday, ready to earn his paycheck again.

After hanging up the phone, there was a knock at the door. Lisa stood up and walked over to answer it. To her surprise, the limo driver from the weekend before stood on the other side. She called John over to the door, quickly worrying that maybe the driver was stalking her, after showing up like this again.

John opened the door, not in the mood to deal with someone that was after the woman that he knew was his. When he opened it, the driver looked at John with a straight face and didn't even bother to smile.

"Can I help you?" he asked the driver. Lisa came out from behind John, and the driver's stony face quickly changed from serious to friendly again.

"No wonder the address sounded so familiar," he said, looking at her then John again. He then pulled out a small note pad and began to ask while looking at it. "Are you John Lassiter, son of Jacob Lassiter, who passed away this past Sunday?"

"How the hell do you know that?" John frowned. His anger at this man stalking his girlfriend and bringing up his father's death was growing.

"I'm sorry for you loss, sir," the driver replied, giving a serious face again. "I was given instructions to come pick you up for the reading of his Last Will and Testament, along with a Lisa Chambers. I'm guessing that's you," he nodded to Lisa, still keeping his serious face.

"What?" both John and Lisa asked at the same time.

"Here's the card for the law firm that sent me," the driver said, handing over a fancy business card. "You can call them, if you wish."

John quickly dialed the number, while Lisa stood by his side, neither one taking their eyes off the driver. When John hung up the phone, he turned to Lisa.

"We're both in my father's will," he told him. "We need to go to the reading this afternoon. They said they were unable to reach me on my cell phone, the one that was destroyed in the accident; but they knew my address and sent the limo to pick us up."

Lisa nodded and grabbed her coat as did John. The both rode in silence in the car and the elevator at the downtown building that the law firm was located. When they were finally shown to the lawyer's office, they found there was only the lawyer and two other men neither one of them recognized.

"Mr. Lassiter, Ms. Chambers, my name is Michael Hosslinger," said the lawyer, coming around the desk to greet them. "This gentleman is Judge Harry Tobias and this other gentleman is Markus Schmidt. He's an accountant your father knew and worked with. They are here as witnesses to the reading of the Will."

"Mr. Hosslinger," John started. "I don't understand. My father didn't have much to really give away at the time of his death."

"Actually, sir," spoke up Mr. Schmidt, "your father was worth a lot more than he ever let on with anyone. After your mother's death, he invested her life insurance in several stocks and bonds. As of Monday morning, when I got the call and cashed in his stocks and bonds, it was discovered your father was worth more than even I had thought at the time."

"Let's read the will first, Markus," said Judge Tobias. "Follow procedure and then let the couple know what they're looking at."

Everyone sat down and Mr. Hosslinger picked up a file off his desk. Over the course of the next half hour, John and Lisa sat side by side on a very plush leather couch, listening to the lawyer drone one with the very dry legalese of the Will. When he was finished, John noticed that during the reading he and Lisa had taken each others hand in the others without either one noticing.

"So, according to the will," continued the lawyer, seeing by John's and Lisa's faces that they hadn't completely understood all of it, "Mr. Lassiter has left both of you his entire estate, to be divided in half between the both of you."

John and Lisa looked from the lawyer to the judge for clarity. The judge just smiled and nodded toward the accountant, still sitting quietly. When they both looked at him, they were surprised to see he had a pocket calculator in his hand, punching in numbers while looking down at a file he had pulled out of his briefcase.




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"I'm sorry," he said, looking up when the silence had gained his attention. He seemed to be blushing at everyone looking at him, but quickly looked at his papers and calculator once more. "I'll give you a rough estimate in just a moment as to how much the estate is."

John and Lisa looked at each other confused for a moment before looking at him again. Mr. Schmidt looked up again to see that everyone was still staring at them before writing on a piece of paper something that was on his calculator. He then tore off the paper and handed it to both John and Lisa.

She took it and handed it to John. When he opened it, they both looked at the number, confusion crossing their faces. Looking back at the Mr. Schmidt, Lisa asked, "Jake was worth that much?"

"Oh no, that's not how much he was worth," the accountant smiled. "That's an estimated amount of how much each of you will receive separately after paying taxes, legal fees, my fee, and for the funeral costs."

The couple looked at the number again and back at each other, seeing the same shock on the others face, they stared at the seven zeros sitting behind the number nine.

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John and Lisa were sitting in the apartment several hours after the meeting with the lawyer. Both of their writing hands were sore from having to sign their names to so many documents. By the end of all the signing, neither one felt like signing another document until the last item was presented to them. The checks.

They had both banked at the same bank for a long time and rode together in the same limousine that had brought them. They both deposited their checks into savings account, but took $1,000 each in cash with the intention of giving a large tip to the extremely friendly and reliable driver. As expected he refused and requested they both promise not to hide it in his limousine as the next passengers would most likely find it before he would.

Two hours later, the couple was sitting side by side in the living room with the limo driver's card and direct number, in case they wished to go somewhere and he was available to give them a ride. That night, they planned on a quiet night relaxing with each other and enjoying their favorite past time together.

"I'll start the sauce and you do the chicken and pasta," John said, looking at Lisa.

"Sounds like a plan," she replied, looking back at him. When neither had made a move to get up, she leaned over and kissed him tenderly on his lips. John's arm slid around her shoulders and he pulled her closer as their kiss progressed into one filled with passion.

As their body heat began to rise, Lisa's stomach let out a small rumble. John's stomach gave a return noise but louder than Lisa's.

"I think we should eat first," he told her, while trying to catch his breath. She nodded and they both stood up together and proceeded to the kitchen.

---

"So, all's well that ends well," said the soft melodic voice into the driver's ear.

"Yes, sir," the limo driver replied. "They survived the devil's assassination attempt on their true love, thanks to their love for each other. And thanks to their love, they have held together through this recent loss."

"Do you think the devil's attempt to lead them astray with money will work?" the voice asked.

"Not the way those two are, sir," the limo driver replied to the empty vehicle. "They are two souls that are just too well connected; all thanks to the devils attempt to kill them both at the same time. He always makes the mistake of moving too soon in these battles."

"Yes he does," said the bodiless voice. "Your job is done, Ezekiel. Return to the heavens until the next test of man."

The limousine entered one side of the dark cave but never exited it. John and Lisa tried the number several days later for the limo service, but they had no one on their driver lists by the name Ezekiel, either now or before. The personal phone number was a direct line to a local church that had been told to expect their call to set up plans for their wedding.



Best Friends Forever Ch. 03



This is the continuation of my story about my best friend and me on our road to discovery. It is a recollection of our early times pleasuring each other. I really loved her and fondly remember these experiences from some twenty plus years ago. I hope you enjoy this third chapter that has long been overdue. Thank you for your patience and all your positive comments. Many of you have inspired me to share some more of our story.

Please send me your feedback and remember to vote. I'd like to know what you are thoughts are and whether you'd like to read more.

For now, enjoy Chapter Three.

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Our relationship changed from just being friends, to being lovers as well. We had finally consummated our relationship and I only wanted more. It was difficult to not think about Holly. Everything reminded me about her. It was like I was walking around in a daze. I only hoped that Holly desired me, at least, half as much as I desired her. 

That question would quickly be answered.

The next morning, I stopped at Holly's house about 11:30 to pick her up for school. Holly bounded from her from porch as I pulled up to the curb. I watched as Holly crossed her lawn towards to car. Her athletic form mesmerized me, with the gently sway of her hips and the light bounce of her breasts. My cock began to grow. 

"Good morning, lover!" Holly said, as she got into the car. "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Not too bad," I responded. "I dreamt about us all night long and awoke with an incredible erection!"

Holly laughed and looked towards the growing bulge in my pants. Her eyes lit up as she said, "Is that for me?"

"Only if you want it?" I replied. 

Holly beamed with joy, but didn't make any move towards me. 

"Let's get out of here quick!" she suggested. "I want to kiss you, but we can't do it here in front of my house!"

I understood. We had not yet let anyone else know about our relationship. I think we were still trying to figure that one out ourselves. I started the car and started down the street. Once I had rounded the first corner, Holly leaned over, kissed me on the cheek and snuggled against my arm. Her hand rested on the bulge in my pants and gently, began to rub me. 

"I'm sorry about that," Holly said. "I'm not ready to let my family know about us yet. This is new for me. I just couldn't risk someone seeing us out of a window."

I smiled at Holly as she looked up at me and replied in a reassuring voice, "I know. I understand, so don't worry about it. We have all the time in the world!"

Holly kissed me on my cheek and sighed with contentment. Life was so wonderful! The sun shone brightly that warm fall morning. Everything was so perfect! I didn't know what the future would bring but as long as I had Holly by my side, I knew it would be great! For the first time in my life, I thought about our future together, forever, as man and wife. No, not right away, but at some point down the road. I too sighed with contentment as I felt her at my side. Could this be what true love felt like? All I know is that I was bursting inside, and it felt good. Real good!

"Do you have anything important at school today?" Holly asked.

"Not really," I responded, "just a few lectures and a lab. Why?"

"I was just thinking about taking a day off to spend with you. Would you be interested?" Holly asked hopefully.

"What did you have in mind?" I said, already having decided that I didn't need any further convincing.

"Well, I just thought it might be nice if we got some food and drinks and have a picnic lunch down by the river. Do you remember where we used to play when we were younger?" Holly asked.

"Of course," I replied, "but I can't remember the last time I was down there. It must be at least two or three years."

"So are you game or not?" Holly said enthusiastically.

"Lead on!" I replied. 

"Ah, you're the one who's driving!" Holly stated.

We both laughed. 

"What did you want to eat?" I inquired.

"How about Taco Bell?" Holly suggested.

"Are you sure?" I responded. "Don't you remember the last time we ate there? We had to drive home with the windows open!"

We both laughed again. 

"Yeah! Yeah!" Holly said giggling. "I guess you'll never let me live that one down?"

"Just be glad neither one of us smoke," I teased. "It could have been an explosive situation!" 

Holly giggled and playfully hit me in the shoulder. This time, not hard enough to leave a bruise!

"Okay, point taken!" Holly finally conceded. "It doesn't really matter to me then. You decide. you're the one driving anyways."

After giving it a moments thought, I decided to just get some goods from the grocery store. A few minutes later we were back in the car and were on the way to the park down by the river. We arrived around noon and being the middle of the week, there were only a couple of other cars in the parking lot. Fortunately, they we both near the opposite end of the lot away from where the trail head lead to our old childhood alcove. I wondered if our secret alcove would still be the same as I remembered it?

Holly grabbed the bag from the grocery store, as I popped open the trunk of my car to grab an old blanket that I kept there. I was looking forward to being alone with her again and wondered if she was thinking about the same thing? 

My cock started to grow as I watch her ass sway as she led the way down the trail. Holly looked back towards me and noticed my smile. She also noticed the bulge in my pants and returned my smile.

"Do you like what you see?" Holly asked seductively.

"Oh, God, yes!" I replied. "Nature can be so beautiful and serene!"

Holly laughed at my reply, and began to sway her shapely ass a little more flirtatiously as she continued down the path. I've got to see her bare ass, I thought, as my cock grew harder. 

The path followed close to the river and soon came to an end, about a quarter mile from the trail head, in a heavily treed area. Most people that visited the park didn't know that there was about another half mile of park reserve along the river front, beyond where the trail ended. Holly and I knew the park well from our childhood, as we had spent many a day exploring throughout the beautiful park and discovering its many hidden treasures. Of course, that was back in the days when it was still relatively safe for kids to play and explore unsupervised.

We climbed down an embankment to the river bank and continued along a very narrow rocky shore for about another 500 feet. A cliff rose about 40 feet in height and rounded a bend in the river and out of sight of the anyone using the park. The shore line began to widen out. It was not far now. 

"I've forgotten how secluded and beautiful this place is," I said. "It's been awhile hasn't it?"

"Too long, it brings back a lot of memories of the fun we used to have here, doesn't it?" Holly declared.

"It sure does," I replied, remembering the long days spent swimming and playing here with my friend.

Looking back towards me, Holly suggested, "Maybe, there are still some new memories yet to be made here?" She winked at me and smiled suggestively.

My cock responded to her wink. I knew it wouldn't be long now. 

We rounded the final bend in the river and our old private little alcove came into view. It was a gentle rising sandy area about 30 feet wide and 20 feet long. It was kept clear of the heavy vegetation by the river which would flood the alcove during the rainy season and during any heavy rain. I was happy to see that the area was still as I remembered it, seemingly waiting for our return.

Holly ran ahead towards the alcove, happy to return again to our private little area. She twirled around and exclaimed, "It's still here and it's still the same as I remember it!"

I saw the happiness on her face as I watched her spin around. She was like a little girl again, playful and happy. Our childhood seemed so long ago. I remembered a much younger version of the same beautiful person twirling around and laughing. It was good to be back.

As I arrived, Holly put the bag on the ground and ran to embrace me. She pressed herself against me and threw her arms around me and kissed me deeply. 

"I'm so happy to be back here with my best friend!" she declared. "This place brings back a lot of happy memories."

"It sure does," I agreed. 

I returned the kiss as my one free hand cupped her butt and drew her groin against mine. Holly responded in kind, and ground herself against me. She moaned softly as we kissed passionately. I broke free and spread the blanket out onto the soft sand. Holly quickly pushed me unto my back and crawled on top of me. Her hands massaged my chest as she looked down at me and smiled. I felt her crotch begin to grind against mine. It felt good as I reached up and ran my hands under Holly's shirt to squeeze her tantalizing breasts. I loved the feel of her magnificent orbs and longed to suck her nipples into my mouth. 

Holly moaned in response to my touch and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations as our bodies touched.

After several minutes of this, Holly began to unbutton my shirt, leaning down to kiss and suck on my nipples. I was surprised at how good it felt as she swirled her tongue around my nipples and sucked one, and then the other, into her mouth. My cock grew larger as my nipples seemed to be wired to my cock. I had never felt this connection before, but I'd never had my nipples played with before either. Slowly, Holly began to lower her kisses along my stomach and towards my groin. My cock was throbbing in my pants, begging to be released. It ached for some relief! I felt her warm breath thru the fabric of my pants as Holly reached my bulge and rubbed her face against my clad cock. 

"Oh, God!" I moaned. "I'm so hard! Release me!" I begged.

Holly continued to tease me as she moved back higher and ran her hands up my stomach and then down my sides. My hips began to slowly hump upwards, as my cock sought relief.

I moaned, as the aching was becoming too much. Holly finally took pity on me and undid the button of my pants. Seductively, she kept her mouth near my cock as she lowered my zipper. My cock protruded upwards, straining to break free from my briefs. I lifted my hips as Holly grabbed both sides of my pants and underwear and began to pull them off. My cock sprang free, into the warm air. The freedom felt great, but the aching remained. My head of my cock was a deep purple, as it leaked pre cum from the tip. Holly's eyes remained glued to my cock as it pulsed against my stomach. Her hand finally reached down and began to stroke it.

"Oh my God, Holly!" I cried. "I can't believe how good that feels!" 

My breathing was labored. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations as Holly pumped my cock up and down. My hips thrust upwards as her hand pumped my cock. I jumped and opened my eyes, when I suddenly felt Holly's tongue lick the end of my cock. She twirled her tongue around the head of my cock and lowered her mouth to swallow about two inches of my erect cock into her mouth. 

"Oh fuck!" I said aloud. "I don't think I can take much more! Your mouth feels so incredible on my cock! Don't stop what you're doing!" 

Holly seemed encouraged by my reaction as her tongue and mouth moved move fervently around, and up and down on my cock. Her hand pumped me up and down in unison. I felt my balls pulling tighter against my body, as my orgasm nearer. My breathing became ragged the closer I got. 

Suddenly, I could take no more. My cock erupted in a massive explosion of force.

"Oh, God!" I moaned, as spurt after spurt shot from my cock. The feeling was unimaginable, as I savored the moment.

I opened my eyes, as Holly continued to gently pump and lick my cock. I was amazed, as each orgasm seemed to be getting progressively better. I didn't know whether I could take much more, but I was willing to try!

I pulled Holly upwards, so that I could kiss her. Her neck, face and hair were covered with my spunk. I couldn't help but smile. Holly suddenly became self-conscience of the situation and tried to pull back. I pulled her against me and kissed her passionately. 

"Where are you trying to go?" I asked. "You look beautiful!"

"But I'm covered in your sperm!" she said, suddenly on the verge of tears. 

I wondered what had happened, as Holly had seemed to enjoy performing fellatio on me. I kissed her again and embraced her in my arms.

"That's our sperm!" I replied. "You don't have to be embarrassed about it. Trust me when I say how happy you make me that you would allow me to come on your body. It's an honor that we can share such an intimate act."

"But now I feel dirty to have it all over my face!" Holly said. 

"But why?" I tenderly said. "I love you with all my heart and I want to be able to share myself with you in every way! You're making me feel horrible that I shot my cum all over you."

"But why did you smile at me, almost like you were laughing at me?" Holly asked. 

"Oh, Holly!" I replied tenderly. "I'm so sorry I made you feel that way, but I wasn't laughing at you. I smiled because you looked so beautiful covered with our sperm! You made me feel so wonderful and fulfilled with the way that you pleasured me. I can't tell you how much I love you and want to be with you!"

Holly thought about my response for a moment, and then smiled at me. I smiled too and kissed her deeply. Slowly I ran my tongue around her face and neck and licked the cum from her skin. Together we shared the taste, as our tongues intertwined. It was one of the most erotic moments thus far. My heart was bursting with love towards this incredible woman!

We both rolled on our sides as we faced each other and looked deeply into each others eyes. I suddenly realized I was butt naked and Holly was still fully clothed. 

"Hey!" I said, suddenly sitting up.

"What? What's a matter?" Holly replied, worried with my reaction.

"How come I'm the only one with no clothes on?" I questioned.

Relieved by my question, Holly smiled and said, "Not for long lover!" 

She began to undo the buttons on her shirt, but then stopped half way down, and stood up.

"What's the matter?" I said, half worried she had changed her mind.

"Nothing!" Holly replied. "Now shut up and watch!"

Holly began to sway to an imaginary song, as she finished undoing the buttons to her shirt. She tossed it aside as her breasts strained against the confines of a frilly yellow brassiere. I could see her dark areolas and erect nipples clearly through the light colored material. My flaccid cock again began to grow. Reaching behind her back, Holly deftly undid the clasp but kept the bra covering her breasts. Crossing an arm across her chest, she pulled her brassiere off and tossed it aside. Her beautiful breasts were hidden from my view, as she continued to sway to the imaginary song. She watched, as my cock continued to lengthen. She lifted her free hand up to cup one breast while moving her arm across to cup the other breast. Holly juggled both breasts up and down and squeezed them together. She leaned towards me to show me her cleavage, while continuing to juggle her cupped breasts. Holly smiled. She knew from the reaction of my cock that she was having the desired effect on me. 

Turning around, Holly dropped her arms to her side and looked back at me. I was mesmerized by the sensual dance that she was performing for me. She put both hands on her ass and slowly bent forward. Her breasts hung freely in front of her as she continued to look back my way. I could see one of her fully erect nipples from the side, as she was turned my way. I licked my lips at the thought of it in my mouth. Standing back up, she undid the button on back of her pants and slid the zipper towards the crack of her ass. I sat amazed at her dexterity as I could never figure out why women's clothing always had the button or clasp in the back or on the side. As Holly's ass continued to sway to the imaginary music, she slowly allowed her pants to slide from her hips. She bent forward as they slowly slide down her legs. 

"Oh, fuck!" I thought, as her panty clad ass came into view. My mouth dropped at the sight of the most fantastic ass I ever could have imagined pushed towards me. I reached up to touch Holly, but she giggled and moved out of reach. My cock was nearing the bursting point again. Holly bent all the way over and stepped out of her pants. Her pussy lips strained against a narrow strip of material on the small yellow panties she had on. I could see the dampness on the light colored material.

"Don't touch yet," Holly ordered, "and I'll give you a closer look."

I didn't move as Holly backed herself closer to my face. Her panty clad pussy was an inch from my nose. I inhaled deeply, as I savored Holly's musky fragrance. I pushed my face as close to her cunt as possible, without touching her, and felt the heat emanating from her sex hole. It took every ounce of will power not to stick my tongue out and taste her juices. Holly reached back and ran a finger under the elastic on the leg, letting me have a mind numbing view of her puffy pussy lips. I could see the dampness hanging from the lips and begged her to let me taste her. Again she giggled and moved away, swaying her hips to the imaginary music. My cock was leaking at the sight of the incredibly, beautiful woman performing before me.

Turning back around, Holly faced me and seductively licked her lips at the sight of my dripping cock. She began to lower her panties while swaying back and forth. Her beautiful neatly trimmed bush came into view, as my breathing was becoming labored. I could see the lips on Holly's pussy protruding from behind her pubic hair, as her panties slowly lowered down her legs. Holly reached up and tweaked her nipples. She gasped at her own touch and smiled at me. I was beyond horny! I wanted to push her to the ground and fuck her brains out! She had me worked up well beyond the limits of most mortal men. 

At last, Holly kicked her panties off to the side and slowly approached me. Bending forward, Holly pushed me backwards until I again lay on my back. She ran her fingers over my cock and stroked me lightly. 

"Be patient my love, soon enough!" she stated, talking to my cock. 

I lay frozen, wondering what she was going to do next. Holly looked down at me and smiled. I was panting with desire, but managed to smile back. Slowly, Holly lowered her pussy towards my face as she straddled my head.

"Lick me good!" Holly challenged. "And I'll let you come inside of me again."

I didn't need the encouragement, as I could wait no longer. I reached up behind Holly and grasped her hips. I pulled her towards me until her pussy was right where it needed to be. I furiously began to lick her cunt. She screamed with pleasure and began to thrash about. I had her hips locked with my hands and held on. 

"Oh, Oh, Oh!" Holly panted over and over. "That feels so gooooooooood!"

Holly's taste was delicious as her pussy leaked her succulent juice all over my tongue. Her fragrance drove me wild! It felt good to be able to pleasure her, as she moaned with each stroke of my tongue. I reached up with one hand and squeezed a breast. 

"Oh, Yes!" Holly moaned. "Play with my breasts!"

I sucked her small protruding clit with my lips and tweaked a nipple. She screamed, as she came! I lashed at her clit with my tongue as Holly moaned in pleasure. Wave after wave of her orgasm hit her. A gush of juice squirted from her pussy and soaked my face, but I didn't ease up. I grabbed both of her breasts with my hands and twisted her nipples with my fingers. Holly ground her pussy back and forth against my tongue as she rode out her orgasm.

"Oh my! Oh my!" Holly moaned, as she started to come down from her high. "That was incredible!"




Best Friends Forever Ch. 03



Holly lifted off my face and slid down my body so that she was lying on top of me, facing me. She gasped and smiled at me, as she saw the mess she had made all over my face.

"What are you smiling at?" I snarled playfully.

"Oh my God!" Holly replied. "I'm so sorry I made such a mess all over you."

"Why?" I replied. "I'm not! Now kiss me and taste our pussy juice!"

Holly's lips met mine and we kissed passionately. I loved the fact that my face was covered in her musky essence and wondered if she felt the same. My cock felt her wetness, as she purposefully ground her pussy against it.

"Come inside of me, Lover!" Holly pleaded. "I need to feel your manhood again!"

I didn't need to be asked twice. I told Holly to get off and lay on her stomach. Dutifully, she did as she was told and I spread her legs open. The sight of her slightly parted pussy almost made me shoot my load all over her ass. My cock pulsed as I knelt behind her with my engorged cock. I leaned forward onto my hands and lowered my cock between her legs. Holly twitched as she felt the wetness at the end of my cock touch her ass. I reached with one hand and guided my cock to the entrance to her pussy. Holly moaned as she felt my hardness against her pussy.

"Oh yeah!" Holly cried. "That's the spot! Come inside me!"

I moaned, as I thrust my pelvis forward and felt my cock enter Holly's pussy. It felt so warm and velvety as I slid inside her. Slowly, I began to slide my cock back and forth. Together we moaned at the pleasure and closeness we felt. I probed deeper, as I picked up the tempo. Holly's pussy was tight, but she was so wet that I was easily able to slide my cock back and forth. 

"Ohhhhhhhh!" Holly moaned, as I fucked her pussy with my throbbing cock.

Holly lifted her ass higher, to allow me better access, as my cock plunged deeper and deeper inside her pulsing pussy. I felt the muscles inside of Holly's cunt grip my cock, as I fucked her hard. I couldn't wait much longer! The feelings were so intense!

"Let me feel you shoot your cum inside of me!" Holly moaned. "Fill me with your love juice!"

I became frantic with my thrusting. Holly moaned as I pounded against her cunt. My cock was so deep inside her, that I could feel the head of my cock touch her cervix with each thrust. Suddenly, Holly's body tensed! Holly's pussy clamped hard against my cock as she exploded in a huge orgasm! I thrust once more and held myself against Holly, as my cock erupted deep within Holly's pussy.

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed, as I shot spurt after spurt of cum deep inside Holly's pussy. It felt incredibly warm and satisfying. 

Holly moaned loudly. 

"Oh yeah, that feels so good!" Holly said. "I can feel you ejaculating inside of me. It's so warm!"

I gyrated against Holly as our orgasms subsided, both of us exhausted from the workout. As our breathing slowed, I began to gently thrust myself back and forth inside of Holly, savoring the moment. Holly moaned, satisfied and fulfilled. She reached back and held onto me, as she too enjoyed the afterglow of a satisfying orgasm.

Exhausted at last, I rolled onto my back to catch my breath. Holly rolled onto her side and snuggled against me. I put my arm under Holly as she draped her leg and arm around me and kissed me deeply. At that moment, the love that we felt for each other did not need words. Our hearts beat as one!

Contently, we cuddled together under the warm sun. I began to doze off as Holly ran her hand through my chest hair. It felt good to just lay there together, naked, under the wide open sky. I loved the closeness that we felt for each other.

I guess I must have dozed off, because suddenly I felt Holly pulling my hand and saying, "Come on! Get up and swim with me!"

Together we walked naked towards the water, hand in hand. The water was a little cool after having just been lying in the warm sun. But it felt good against our naked bodies. I remembered the many times we splashed around as kids in this very spot. Again, it felt like it was so long ago.

The water was only waist deep. We both squatted in the water and ran our hands over each others bodies, rubbing the remains of our body fluids from each other. This, in itself, felt very erotic. We kissed. Finally, we both put our heads under the water and rinsed our heads.

I felt reborn as I came for air, the old me was gone and a new life had begun. I sat on the sandy river bottom, where the water level came up to my neck and invited Holly to join me.

"Sit on my lap and face me," I suggested.

Holly did, and we were soon embracing each other, with only our heads poking up out of the water. Her naked body felt good against mine as we sat kissing and enjoying the feel of the water as it flowed past us. We rubbed each other backs and looked deeply into each other eyes."

I felt Holly's nipples poking against my chest and pushed back a bit from our embrace to look down into the water. My cock was already coming back to life as I admired the view before me. I lifted Holly up enough so that I could suck a nipple into my mouth. Holly responded by pulling my head against her chest and moaning. I cupped her free breast in my hand, as I continued to suck on her nipple. I changed sides and repeated my actions. Holly began to rub her pussy against my stomach as I made love to her breasts. My cock was soon fully erect.

Breaking free from her nipple, I asked, "Do you want to try it in the water?" 

"Oh, yeah!" Holly replied enthusiastically. "How?"

"Just sit down and take me inside," I responded.

I held my cock, as Holly lowered her pussy onto it. The feeling was less intense at first, as the cool water seemed to take away some of the sensations, but it still was very pleasurable. I put my hands under Holly's legs and began to lift her up and down, just enough that my cock didn't slide out of her pussy. It began to feel really good as the heat we generated compensated for the coolness of the water. The buoyancy in the water made it easier to lift Holly up and down as we fucked. We began to feel an urgency. Holly held onto my shoulder with one hand and began to twist her nipples with the other. She began to moan deeply, as I pumped her faster on my cock. I felt the heat emanating in her pussy, as we desperately fucked each other.

"Oh, Yes!" Holly moaned. "You feel so good inside of me!"

I began to feel the pressure building in my balls as Holly began to squeeze my cock with her muscles. The added friction was too much. My cock exploded inside of cunt!

"Oh my God! That's so warm!" Holly screamed, as she exploded in her own orgasm! I felt the muscles in her pussy clamp down hard on my cock, as I continued to pump my seed into her. Together we moaned, as we let ourselves enjoy the sensations of our orgasms against each other. We hugged each other tightly and kissed.

"I love you with every fiber of my body," I whispered into Holly's ear, holding her close to me.

"I love you too," she responded. "You make me feel so complete!"

I smiled at her and we kissed again.

"Not to mention that you're a great lover too!" she continued. "You make me glad to be a woman!"

"I'm so happy right now," I stated. "I wish his moment would last forever!"

"Me too!" Holly responded, resting her head against my shoulder. 

We sat in the water and continued the afterglow of another fuck for several more minutes. Not wanting to get up, I never the less had to, as I had to take a piss. 

"Let me watch you," Holly asked, as I explained why I had to get up. "I've never seen a man urinate before."

I moved over to where the depth of the water was below my cock and balls and aimed myself down river. Holly watched, with a smile on her face, as I arched a strong stream of piss into the air. I moved my cock around to put on a bit of a show and then held it straight to see how far I could shoot it. Holly clapped, as I finished the task and I squatted back in the water to rinse any residual urine off.

"My turn!" Holly announced happily. "You do want to watch don't you?"

"Of course!" I replied. "I've never watched a woman pee either."

Holly stepped into the shallower water, exposing her trimmed pussy. 

"Watch yourself!" she warned. "My control is not as good as yours!"

I laughed at her statement and looked on with interested as she stood with her legs slightly apart. Holly reached down with her fingers and spread her pussy lips wide open with one hand. She used the fingers on her other hand to direct her vulva and began to urinate. It was a bit messy at first, but I watched with interest. She managed to get her vulva situated enough to get an arch of urine about four or five feet out. We both laughed at the sight, like two little kids. It was sort of sick humor, but we felt free to try new things with each other.

"Bet you never played that game before?" Holly remarked, as she squatted in the water to rinse not only the urine, but the remnants of my orgasm from her pussy.

I laughed, as I replied, "You're right about that, but you make me wonder if you have? You did a pretty good job."

"Saw it in one of those magazines my brother has," Holly answered. "Thought I'd give it a try. Did you enjoy the show?"

"I don't know?" I replied. "Let me think on that one. Why?"

Holly had moved back over towards where I was standing. She took my cock and balls into her hand and rubbed me.

"Because I liked watching you urinate," she replied. "It made your penis seem so powerful!" 

I looked at her, sort of surprised. I never expected to hear her tell me that. 

My stomach let out a big growl. 

Holly laughed, as it broke our train of thought.

"How about some energy for your manhood?" Holly asked. 

Looking at my cock, she smiled and said, "I expect some dessert before we leave here today!" 

I smiled.

With any luck, I'd soon be providing Holly with a creamy treat!

--- End of Chapter Three ---