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Subject: {ASSM} "My Best Friend" (FF, bond, reluct)
Date: Fri,  6 Jun 2003 07:10:04 -0400
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Caveat lector.

If you don't like sex stories, don't read it.
If you don't like stories bout forced sex, don't read
it.
If you are below the arbitrary age set for your area,
don't read it.
If for any reason it is illegal for you to read this
story, don't read it.

Find my stories here-
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Copyright (C) 2003 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved
This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit
without the written permission of the author.  This
story may be freely distributed with this notice
attached.  The author may be contacted at 'MyStores at
normdeploom dot com'

All the characters and events in this story are
fictional; any resemblance to real people or events is
entirely coincidental.

My Best Friend

By
Norm DePloom

I can't believe what Cathy did to me.  We'd been best
friends like, forever.  Each of us had always been the
one the other went to for a shoulder to cry on when
some male had dumped us, or on us as the case may be.
We'd always gone to each other for moral support when
we were dumping some jerk we'd gotten involved with
(usually over the objections of the other one).  How
could a person who's been through that much with you
do what Cathy did to me?

It all started last Friday when Cathy and I went out
for a few drinks after work.  We weren't on a manhunt,
we were just out to have some drinks and dance away
the evening.  We loved to go out together when we both
felt like dancing.

We stumbled into Cathy's apartment around three
o'clock in the morning.  I was much too drunk, and
exhausted from our dancing to drive home, so I decided
to spend the night at Cathy's place.  It wasn't the
first time, we had often spent the night with each
other.  We'd often shared the same bed, and even
cuddled a little, but it was all just friendship.
We'd never gotten really sexual with each other, just
a hug and maybe a friendly kiss now and then.

I don't remember getting undressed, or going to bed.
The next thing I remember is waking up.  I was
dreaming that I was being held down, I was struggling
trying to move my arms and legs.  Then I came fully
awake and realized that I was tied to the bed.  Next I
realized that I was naked.  I really panicked then, I
started pulling against the ropes and screaming.  My
screams came out as squeals through the gag that was
strapped into my mouth.

I was sure that I must have gotten totally drunk and
gone home with some psycho who was going to rape and
murder me.  After I exhausted myself pulling against
the bonds that held me to the bed, I calmed down
enough to realize that I was, after all in Cathy's
bedroom.  Had we both drank too much?  Had we brought
home some pervert who had already raped and killed
Cathy?  Was he even now disposing of her mutilated
body?  Was it only a matter of time before he came
back and did the same to me?

About the time I'd managed to convince myself that I
was destined to be the next victim of a serial
rapist/killer, Cathy walked into the room.  The wave
of relief that washed over my naked, bound body kept
me from noticing that her naked body showed absolutely
no signs of rape, torture, or dismemberment.  What the
fuck, was my only thought when that realization
finally made its way to my consciousness.  I began to
wonder if Cathy was harboring some grudge against me
and had arranged for me to be raped in her bedroom.
Cathy sat on the bed beside my bound body, and let her
hand rest casually on my belly.

"Don't worry," she said giving me a gentle pat, "all
will be revealed."  Cathy was a mystery fan and loved
using that cliched line whenever she got the
opportunity.

"The reason I've tied you up," she continued climbing
on to the bed, "is because I have something to tell
you."  Cathy put one knee on each side of my bound
body, then lowered her butt until I felt the warmth
and moisture of her naked pussy on my tummy, just
above my pubic hair.

"Not so much tell you," she said leaning over so her
breasts rested against mine, "as show you."  The
reason she tied me up?  I almost missed what she was
saying by concentrating on that one statement.

"I love you." Cathy said.  Hell, I thought, I love her
too, she didn't have to tie me up to tell me that.

"No," Cathy said, reading my thoughts as only an old
friend could, "I mean I love you."  The way she
elongated the word love and the way she made little
fucking motions against my belly with her wet naked
cunt, made it abundantly clear what she meant.

"Here's what I'm going to do," she said as she
continued to gently rub herself on my naked skin, "I'm
going to make love to you the way I've wanted to for
years."  Cathy moved several strands of matted hair
out of my eyes as she continued.  "When I'm done I'll
untie you and you can do whatever you want about it."
Cathy gently kissed my eyes and around my gagged mouth
and continued to speak between the kisses.  "If you
never want to see me again, I'll understand.  If you
want to continue being 'just friends' I'll understand
and never mention this again.  If you like what I'm
doing to you, well, then my most secret fantasy will
have come true."  My mind was still stuck on the 'I
looooove you' part.

Cathy moved slowly down my neck with gentle wet kisses
that, I must admit, sent shivers down my back.  It
wasn't so much that I objected to the idea of Cathy
making love to me, but more to the way she had chosen
to do it.  I resolved to not allow myself to become
excited, no matter what my soi-disant 'best friend'
did to me.  My body, however wasn't getting the
message, my right nipple hardened as soon as Cathy's
lips touched it and, like it always does, it seemed
like bolts of lightening were shooting straight from
the nipple to my pussy. I could feel myself getting
wet despite my resolve to not respond.

As she sucked, nibbled and licked first my right, then
my left nipple into excited erect-ness, Cathy slid her
hand down across my belly, through my pubic hair and,
after brushing gently over my pussy, up and down my
inner thighs.  Her lips followed the trail blazed by
her adventures hand as she kissed and licked down
across my stomach then ran her tongue in little
teasing circled through my pubic hair.  Just missing
my clitoris and my pussy lips, Cathy left a trail of
kisses down the inside of my right thigh as she
reversed her position so her crotch was laying beside
my head.

Cathy untied my right ankle, and while she lavished
kisses and soft licks on the back of my knee, she
gently moved my leg up and out to the side then
slipped another cord over my ankle to hold it there.
I must admit to a reluctant moan when she concentrated
her oral attentions on the back of my knee, an area
I've found to be woefully ignored by most males.
Moving to the other side of my naked restrained body,
Cathy gave the back of my left Knee the same treatment
as she repositioned that leg.  By the time her mouth
and hands were working their way back up my inner
thighs towards my pussy, my legs were spread wide and
my crotch was open to be used in any way she desired.
I held my breath, waiting for that first electric
touch of her tongue on my now thoroughly wet pussy,
only to be maddeningly disappointed when she kissed
along the crease where my thigh joins my crotch then,
displaying a cruel streak I'd never seen before left
my poor wet pussy untouched while she kissed her way
back up the side of my belly toward my left breast.
I started breathing again, thinking that some more
sucking on my nipples would be nice, only to be
disappointed, and surprised once again when her trail
of kissed ran along the side of my breast and up into
my armpit.

Cathy stretched out beside me once again and nestled
her face into the pit of my arm like she was making
love to it.  The only reason I didn't think about how
strange her actions were, was because my pussy was
making one huge wet spot on Cathy's bed.  Short of
buying a new mattress, I doubted that she would ever
get rid of the smell of my sex in her bedroom, but
maybe that was exactly what she wanted.  I can't ever
remember my pussy being this wet without being
touched.  Kissing up my neck, and across my face,
Cathy slipped her naked body over mine and, stretching
out back on my right side, kissed her way back down my
neck and made love to my right armpit the same way she
had to my left.

By this time I had completely forgotten about my
resolve to not respond to Cathy's forced erotic
attentions.  I was moving my hips, gyrating my wet,
aching pussy in obscene fucking motions while I begged
through my gag for her to make me cum.  I almost
screamed in anticipation of relief when Cathy began to
kiss her way down the right side of my body.  Then I
did scream in frustration as she once again avoided
the spot on my body that most needed her attention and
worked her way all the down to the back of my right
knee again.

Moving with agonizing slowness, Cathy transferred her
attention to my left knee then, as she kissed, nibbled
and licked her way back up the inside of my left thigh
she stretched out on her stomach and, finally, brought
her talented mouth to my pussy.  My whole body jerked
against the cords holding me down when the end of her
tongue flicked, ever so lightly across the the tip of
my hard clitoris where it was protruding out between
my pussy lips.  Pulling me open with her thumbs, Cathy
ran her tongue up and down the inside surface of my
lips, then back over my exposed clitoris.

I swear, my orgasm started as soon as her tongue
touched my clitoris, and it only got better and
better.  It seemed like my entire being had shrunk to
the point that it could reside totally inside that
engorged little bundle of nerves, and every time her
tongue moved across it, or her lips gently sucked on
it, I felt like she was licking or sucking on my whole
body.  Once she had me open, and her lips snuggled
firmly against me, Cathy reached around my legs with
both hands and, cupping my breasts began to pinch,
twist, pull, and tease my nipples while she drove me
further and further into ecstasy land with her
talented tongue.  I was insane from the pleasure,
thrashing around on the bed humping my crotch against
Cathy's face with so much enthusiasm that I'm
surprised that I didn't give her a bloody nose, but
her mouth rode my pussy like a pro, relentlessly
driving me from one orgasmic peak to the next.

The delicious, delightful, pleasure giving licking and
sucking suddenly stopped.  I opened my eyes and looked
down towards the foot of the bed.  Cathy was crawling
up between my widespread legs; if she'd been a man I
would have expected, and welcomed, a hard cock pushing
into my well-prepared pussy.  She moved her right leg
to the outside of my body, leaving her left leg
resting against my crotch.  Lowering her head, Cathy
began kissing my face and neck while she moved against
my body just like a man would have if he were fucking
me.  In this position Cathy's left leg rubbed against
my pussy while she rubbed her pussy against my right
leg.  As she fucked against me, and I eagerly fucked
back against her, Cathy un-strapped the gag and pulled
the ball from my mouth.  Before I could say anything
she covered my lips with hers and pushed her tongue
inside.

I was beyond caring about anything other than
continuing the wonderful sexual feelings I was
experiencing.  Without pausing the fucking motions, or
removing her tongue from my mouth, Cathy untied each
of my wrists.  As soon as my arms were free I reached
down and, grasping her fanny with both hands pulled
her tighter against me as we rhythmically fucked
against each other's bodies.

"Oh god," I said between renewed waves of orgasmic
pleasure, as Cathy pulled her mouth from mine, "don't
ever stop fucking me."

"That," Cathy replied as she continued to fuck her
body against mine, "is exactly what I wanted to hear."






-- 
Norm DePloom
Send email to: MyStories at normdeploom dot com
Read my stories at: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/normdeploom/
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