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Subject: 'Friendship Clause, The' {Brother_Cadfael} [ MF ]
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Brother_Cadfael@earthcorp.com
Synopsis: Two friends risk their friendship for the satisfaction of
their sexual appetites.
-[ The Friendship Clause ]-
Jenny and I were close friends. Without hesitation, I could tell you
that I care for her and like her more than any other female in my
life. We've always been very comfortable around each other and that's
probably why I was more attracted to her than I had let myself
realize.
I think we found each other so appealing because we never had to put a
damper on our sexuality and innuendoes. We were open with one another
and there wasn't any fear of judgement or betrayal. If I told her
something, I knew it would go no further than her own ears.
And we enjoyed flirting with each other. It was all in fun, of
course... Well, usually. I can recall the night when she'd prodded
me to rent an adult video and I poked fun at the heavy-chested blonde
on the television as she deep-throated a John Holmes-like penis.
Jenny questioned me, asking if I doubted that most women could perform
such a feat. I explained that I was sure some women could, but note
many.
"What about me?" She asked, dejected.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
She kicked me and I slumped off the couch and onto the floor, to avoid
any further kicks or punches. I laughed at her. "Going down... You
don't even think I can do that?"
"Well, I'd have to see it to believe it," I teased, "and I've never
heard any of your boyfriends bragging about getting head from you."
"Why you!" She yelled, attacking me on the floor. With a hand on
either side of my shoulders, she leaned over me. Her shirt hung from
her chest and I could see the rise of her cleavage. She looked at me
and said, "Take it back, a-hole." Her breath splashed over my face
when she spoke and it was strangely sweet.
"Fine! I take it back-- I take it back! You're a great cock-sucker!"
Her legs squeezed tighter against my ribcage and she leaned further
down over my face. Her lips were millimeters from mine. She said
something about not seeming sincere about it and I waited for her to
kiss me. I wanted her to kiss me. It was the first time our dirty
talk and sexual play had actually turned toward one another.
Her lips touched mine and then she pulled away. We looked at each
other. We were both going to say something and then we stopped. It
was odd to kiss my best friend. Some sort of taboo had been broken
and a line had been crossed.
She fumbled for the zipper to my pants and before I could fend her
off, as if I would have had enough will power to do so, she was going
down on me.
I want to remember each sensation and each stroke. I want to remember
how she maneuvered her tongue and the touch of her lips. But the
strangeness of this new layer in our relationship overwhelmed me and I
only remember ejaculating. She swallowed some, and let the rest fall
down my erection.
She moved away and I lay still, panting. She stood up and quietly sat
on the couch. We were both thinking and she obviously had shocked
herself with her behavior. And I needn't tell her that she had
shocked me, too.
I moved to break the ice. "I take back every word," I smiled, "You're
wonderful!"
"Fuck you," she laughed.
I crawled next to her on the sofa and took her hand into my lap.
"Sincerely," I added.
Later that night, we discussed what had happened and agreed that we
wouldn't put too much stock into it. Friendship was friendship and
sex was sex. Emotions were to stay out of it, if we were ever to have
a sexual encounter again.
But I was very scared of losing her as a friend, so I never pushed for
sex. I actually declined her appetite and hinting a few times because
losing her wasn't worth a moment of self-satisfaction.
I really loved her...
It was a cold night, two months after the first over-reaching of our
boundaries. We tried to warm up with a little alcohol. When we came
back to the apartment that we had recently begun to share (though we
were both dating other's at the same time), we were confronted with a
power outage. The twenty-eight degrees outside was seeping into our
bedrooms.
Jenny opened the door to my room and suggested, somewhat curiously in
attitude, that we share the same bed to conserve heat. I strongly
supported her idea. She took off her clothes, laying them carefully
on the chair in the corner of the room and slipped into bed with me.
I had never felt her naked body before.
It was warm. It was soft. She was so well formed and each muscle and
twist of her physique complimented and encouraged another. I was
reluctantly hard.
"Feeling alright?" She asked.
"Yes," I answered.
She faced away from me, back and legs and ass curving against the
concave spoon of my body. She reached behind her and firmly took my
cock with her fingers. "Yes... Yes, I guess you are..." She tilted
her pelvis and raised her hips. Her hand put my penis to the lips of
her pussy and my belly rubbed against the softness of her derriere.
"What about the 'Friendship Clause'?" I breathed into her ear.
Her body suddenly arched against mine. She turned her head, chin
pointing to the ceiling and eyes looking behind to my face. "Fuck the
'Friendship Clause'," said.
I should have been honorable and stopped what we were doing
immediately. But I loved her. And I was falling in-love with her. I
had already broken the 'Friendship Clause', hadn't I? Involving
emotions beyond friendship and into the sex.
Her left hand stretched above her head from beneath her body and I
curved my arm around it, cupping her hand. My other hand reached
around her belly and pulled her tightly to my stomach. My cock sank
into her. Her body wrapped snuggly around the shaft.
I touched my tongue to her neck. I kissed the nape of her neck with
slight pressure and she elicited a sigh. She turned her face again
and I kissed her lips. Her tongue forced itself into my mouth and the
motions of our mouths and tongues mimicked that of our loins.
When she came, her kisses froze, but refused to break. Her pussy
contracted sharply and coaxed me to an orgasm of my own. I thrust
finally into her.
"Pull out!" She whispered excitedly, "Don't come in me!"
I obliged, wanting to stay within her. When I came, I ejaculated into
the back of her thigh and onto the sheet between us. She reached for
my cock again and drew a finger along the shaft. She put it to her
lips and her lips wrapped around it, slowly cleaning if of semen.
We lay together, breathing hard. Our arms instinctively wrapped
around the body of the other and she faced me. "I love you," she
said.
"But what about the 'Friendship Clause'?" I teased.
"Fuck the clause," she said. She pressed her pussy against my stomach
to emphasize.
-fin-
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