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Subject: {ASSM} More than Friends {Daemos} (mf cons rom)
Date: Fri, 27 Apr 2001 23:10:03 -0400
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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.


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