This book is about a couple of Best friend's who are in love with each other, but don't want to love each other.
They are Best friend's with benefits, but agreed with sleeping with other people.
They call each other 'Best friend's' but others belie...
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" Can we have a threesome one day?" The drunken fool bit his lip. I raised my eyebrows.
"Well fuck me first and I'll decide later." I smirked, and so he got to work.
Is it weird to have intercourse with your bestie? I guess, but we aren't 'normal' people. Who is nowadays? If you are so called 'normal', good for you. Anyways we took each other's virginity when we were seventeen, before we started dating at eighteen. The relationship got awkward and we ended it almost straight away, and stayed as best friends. We do everything like any other best friend couple, but in addition we fuck.
"Hmm, whipped cream and strawberry sauce, or whipped cream, chocolate sauce and Carmel sauce?" He asked.
"Any just hurry up!" I was getting impatient. He shrugged and nodded to himself.
He laid me flat on the table before he sprayed the cold whipped cream on my nipples, which trailed to my belly button and to my clit. Next, he put the chocolate sauce and the caramel sauce on top. Afterwards he licked it all off, which felt good. It felt even more sensational when he stopped at my clit and ate me out. He ate me out as if he ate his last Thanks Giving, or Christmas dinner. After seven times of me squirting and creaming all over his face, he came up to me and made out with me, making me taste my remains.
"I've had enough pineapple juice," he chuckled in a huskily tone. "Yummy isn't it?" He smirked and I giggled. "Dirty hoe. Now get on your knees and say ahh." He commanded and grabbed the strawberry sauce bottle.
"Ahh..." I obeyed. He squirted a load of it in my mouth.
"Don't swallow." He said, before shoving his thick eleven inch dick in my mouth. He held my hair back and pounded himself at the back of my throat.
Hold up! Eleven fucking inches!! I'm sure he went past my voice box. I knew I shouldn't of let him take control like this, I was choking as tears were screaming down my face. I was not just choking on his dick, but the strawberry sauce as well. He kept on pounding in my mouth until he ejaculated in my throat. SADISTIC BASTARD. ...
"Ah!!!" We cummed in sync. The last jolt he made inside me, caused me to dig my longish-freshly-manicured-fingernails- deeper into his back, surely leaving a few deep scratch marks. We have been going at it for hours, without protection. It would've been risky, only if I was able to conceive. My GP said I have a very weak whom, and even if I tried in every possible way, to conceive, they said if a foetus was formed it would be 'carried away'- miscarriage. It would happen so early I wouldn't feel any pain, or notice that I was pregnant.
"You're mine." He said in a low gruff voice, which was full of attraction. His words were only momentarily though, because when he's drunk he usually speaks nonsense. "And I'm not speaking shit, I really do mean it." He skilfully used his telepathic powers to read my mind- note sarcasm. He started kissing my neck hungrily, as if he was a vampire trying to find the right spot to bite into my neck. I groaned with pleasure, liking the way how his luscious lips felt on the nape of my neck.
All of a sudden he started grinding slowly inside of me. I felt his member harden even more, growing some, causing me to let out a breathless-sounding moan. "Again?" I sighed/moaned not really feeling up to it anymore. He's too energetic for me. I was waiting for a reply but only received 'over'-pleasurable physical movements.
Moments later, everything went down hill. No more light moans or groans, no more slow pleasurable movements, just pure hardcore fucking. It hurt. He was pounding way too quickly. It was typical hardcore sex which had me screaming in mostly pain. He was still kissing and groping me, but the weird thing is, he had a smirk on his face when he was doing it. Like I said, SADISTIC BARSTARD.
We have a once a week ritual where we fuck every Friday. Every single time we've messed about, its never felt like this. This was some fucked up shit he was doing and I hated it. I swear men with big dicks can choose if they want to break your barrier or not. Well today this nigga broke mine and I feel like I'm actually bleeding. Did I really loose my virginity again? Is that possible? For every ten inches, you loose a different stage of your virginity!?- great, but rubbish sarcasm.
The last thing I recall in that night was, him apologising, and trying to comfort my now half disabled body. Then I was out warm. His body intertwined with my body which kept me warm, so I couldn't really use the phrase 'out cold', though it was an locution I liked to be ironic.
