Message-ID: <30044asstr$988427403@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <daemos_01@email.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <385504268.988412639058.JavaMail.root@web617-ec.mail.com> From: Dirk Daemos <daemos_01@email.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Subject: {ASSM} More than Friends {Daemos} (mf cons rom) Date: Fri, 27 Apr 2001 23:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/30044> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, apuleius More than Friends (mf cons/rom) by Daemos (daemos_01@email.com) Alyssa was brushing her long, dusty blonde hair as I walked into her room. She'd been my friend seemingly forever, and as we were both 17, 7 years was pretty close to our "good" memory span, so it might as well have been forever. She motioned toward a loveseat on one wall of her room. "Have a seat," she said. I sat down and admired her, just like I had always done. She wasn't a beanpole, but she wasn't by any means fat--just a well built, semi-muscular figure. Her blue eyes always shimmered when the light caught them, and her smile would brighten anyone's day. Her breasts stood out proudly, almost demanding attention yet threatening anyone who stared too long. I'd been careful not to. Lately, our relationship had been changing. We'd always called each other friends, often naming the other as our "best" friend, even though we were seeing less and less of each other. Recently, we'd started getting together to do stuff--go to movies, go to parties as "dates" instead of alone, just generally hang out--and those feelings of closeness had returned. Alyssa flipped her hair once more for good measure, then joined me on the loveseat. My arm was casually draped across the back, and I had not had any pretense of dropping it to her shoulder, but she sat down almost right up against me and pulled it down on her. She laughed at my stunned look. "Surprise, surprise, eh? This is kind of what I called you over for." I kept the puzzled look on my face, so she continued. "We've always been close, but I never expected to feel this way about you, you know?" For many of those 7 years, I'd loved her from afar, never openly proclaiming it to her or any others. "I feel like we owe it to ourselves to explore this and see what comes of it." Alyssa drew herself closer to me as we both leaned in for this first, groundbreaking kiss of our relationship. At first, she seemed stiff, not knowing how to react, but I could feel her relax after a few seconds. We kept our kiss going for minutes, just taking comfort in each other's embraces and exploring the new feelings. As we broke, we both took large breaths. Alyssa smiled at me, then said, "I knew there was more to us than what I had thought before." Her eyes darted about suspiciously, then she said, "I think we may be able to do better now, since we're both relaxed." I came up to her mouth again, taking her fully in my arms as she wrapped one around me. I could feel her mouth opening a little, and I opened mine as well, slipping my tongue through. She'd always seemed innocent in these ways to me, probably as I had seemed to her, but her actions told otherwise. I guided her back slowly, and she yielded, leaning against the opposite side of the loveseat as I layed on top of her. After several minutes, I noticed the effects of kissing the girl of my dreams, and I remembered that I'd brought her something. As we broke our kiss, I took a breath, then said, "I brought you something, but it's in the car. Wait right here..." I returned a few minutes later with a necklace I'd bought her and a subsiding erection. I poked my head around the door, only to find her with her hand down inside her shorts. Realizing this could be a potentially embarassing situation, I backed down the hall, then made more noise as I walked up to her room. This time, she was laying as I had left her, reclining against the arm but breathing heavily. I walked over to present her the necklace. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of the shimmering gold. Alyssa took the box and set it on the nightstand next to the loveseat. "It's wonderful," she said. "Let me show my appreciation," she added with a raised eyebrow. I joined Alyssa on the loveseat and we returned to our passionate kissing. Now was as good a time as any to test her limits, I figured, and I started exploring more with my hands. My fingers danced down her chest, under her shirt, then started back up. She shivered slightly as my light touches gave her chillbumps, but otherwise, she submitted. My fingertips danced across her nipples through the fabric, teasing them but never fully making contact. Slowly, I took my hand back down, this time working it slowly underneath the waistline of her shorts. Surprisingly, she was wearing a lacy thong--something I'd never expected her to wear--soaked through with her juices. She pulled back from our kiss, and I immediately assumed I'd messed up. Rather, she asked me: "How could--how could you know?" "Know what?" "How incredibly horny I am!" I smiled and said, "Call it intuition. So, you don't mind?" In reply, she pushed my hand further down and also pulled me back to the kiss. Careful not to break the kiss, I managed to unbutton her shorts, then slowly pull them down around her hips. I slowly worked my hands back up her thighs, around the front, then pulled down her soaked lace thong. With a more open working area, I started in earnest. Alyssa thrust her hips forward, begging for the fingertip I was teasing her with. I gently probed her canal, not knowing how much she had experienced before or how much she could handle. With only a few strokes, though, my finger was soaking from her juices, and I could feel her lips spreading, beconing me to her clit. My middle finger slipped in and out of her canal as my thumb circled her clit, often just brushing it but never putting large pressure on it. Her hips pulled up further as she pulled me down, and the increased flow told me she was close. A few more thrusts with my finger, then I more directly attacked her clit. Her hips bucked as pulled her mouth from mine and groaned out in the orgasmic experience. As the waves faded, Alyssa pulled me down more tightly against her--and felt my erection pressing through. She must have felt it, because she pushed me back a little and said, "Do you want me to do something for you?" My mind spun. Was it a test? "No, that's alright, you don't have to do anything." "Well, of course I don't have to. I want to." She pushed me back across the loveseat, so I was leaning against the opposite arm and she was on top. Alyssa gave me a quick, yet deep kiss, then grinned slyly as she started to work down my body. One hand quickly probed down beneath my shorts and grabbed my erection, while the other worked to remove my shorts. In a few minutes, she had my shorts worked down much as I'd had hers, and the tip of my penis poked out above the stretched band of my briefs. She pulled them down as well, and my erection throbbed toward the ceiling, begging for attention. Alyssa breathed for a moment, collecting her thoughts, then plunged her mouth down on me. She tried to take it all in, but backed off as the tip touched up against the back of her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head, then made a trip down the underside, coming out of her mouth to just barely tease my sac. She then pulled her tongue back up around the top, spiraling around my shaft as she pulled her tongue back into her mouth. It came around once more, teasing right below the tip, and I could barely hold back. "You might...uh...want to watch out," I tried to say, but it came out a little stammered and muffled. She only shook her head, though, and sucked hard, trying to draw out my fluids. I finally could hold on no longer, and my erection started to twitch as it shot inside Alyssa's mouth. She continued to pull in on me, drawing out as much as she could. Alyssa swallowed several times as she finally pulled her mouth up and slid back up my body. "You might not want to kiss me for a minute," she said, but I wouldn't listen to her, drawing her mouth close to mine. Hours later, after we had done little more than continue to kiss, Alyssa broke away for a second. "Do you have any rubbers?" I was completely caught off guard. "Uh, yeah, I've got one with me." She looked away sheepishly, obviously a little shy about this topic. "Well, do you think we could maybe use it?" I couldn't believe this was happening! This girl of my dreams, propositioning me? "Are you sure? You seem a little confused about it." She looked back up and smiled at me. "I'm glad you care. Now I know I want to." We stood up and started to move over to her bed. Before she sat on it, she removed her shirt, then a silver bra. Her breasts still stood out proudly, and I could see that the nipples were already a little hard. I stared at Alyssa for a second. "Wow." "What?" "You're just so...incredibly beautiful. I never imagined I would be in this situation." She blushed. "I never imagined it either, but I realized that of everyone I know, I would most prefer you do be my first. I realized that...I love you, as more than just a friend." I stepped closer to her, embracing her tightly. I whispered in her ear, "I love you too." She stepped back, pulling me to the bed. I fumbled with one hand to find the condom in my wallet, then pulled it out as she pulled me on top of her on the bed. She spied the package and said, "Hand it to me." I did so, and she pulled it open and placed it on the tip of my already stiff shaft. Slowly, she unrolled it down the length of my shaft, making it even harder as it strained to enter her. As she rolled it down to the base, she pulled her hand back. "Please...be gentle." I smiled. "I can't be any other way." She fell back against the bed and spread her legs a little to make it easier to enter. I edged forward, using my hand to guide into her tight slit. The lubricant and her natural juices helped, but it was still a slow process. I slid in a little, then a little further; then I found her barrier. "I know you have to go through it. Don't worry." I could see a little worry in her eyes, but I could also see that she really did know it was necessary, and that I wouldn't ever intentionally hurt her. She bit her lip as I pushed through in one quick stroke, bursting her barrier. I could sense her pain, but she said, "Was that it?" There was little more to say as I continued my slow thrusting. As I leaned down to kiss her, felt her nipples straining upwards, demanding attention. I circled around each one with my thumbs, then lightly caressed the entire surface. I could feel the tension building in my own body, but the change in breathing pattern showed me Alyssa was close as well. I did my best to hold back my own impending orgasm until I felt the contractions inside her tunnel, pulling on my erection, demanding that I let loose too. Satisfied that I had brought her with me, I let go of my control, allowing my cum to splash out. As I felt the last few drops come out, I pulled out of her and quickly removed the condom. I started to get up to do something with it, but she knocked it loose from my hand. "Come lay here with me," she said. I put my arm around her, and she curled up against me and fell asleep. I wrapped my other arm around her, embracing her tightly, and waited until sleep overtook me as well. I hope Alyssa still remembers me. I know I won't ever forget that day with her. ----------------------------------------------- FREE! 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