My [FF]irst story of manipulating my best friend when I was in school

Well, since my first Meredith story was a resounding success, I suppose I’ll continue with her. I will say that these stories with Mer are probably the most vanilla stories I have, because at this point I was still so inexperienced myself. The upside being that these are heavy on the corruption theme, and they do get much dirtier over time. Although I think my favorite part in the end is that she ended up following her parents’ path and became a missionary and white picket fencer. These filthy stories would absolutely ruin her now, and I love that power. Does that make me a bad girl? Yes. Does that make me cum hard even years later? Also yes. But hey, I’d never do that, if for no other reason than I cannot WAIT to see her at the 10 year reunion. But enough of that, let’s get to the repercussions of the last story and what happened next. Again, jump to the skip ahead point for just the sexy sex suff.

The next morning was quick, and I’ve never been a morning person at any age. So a fairly quiet breakfast and my parents picked me up early the next day as usual. I spent the rest of my weekend rubbing a hole through my panties at all times. I had a bad habit of touching myself literally anywhere. Especially because it wasn’t weird for me to walk around the house in panties and a t-shirt. So when I was in my room, when I was watching tv with my brother, when I was alone at the kitchen table, everywhere. (Thinking back I can’t imagine my older brother or parents never noticed a wet spot… whoops.) But now I was thinking about my best friend, instead of just all the crazy porn I idolized so often. This was going to be bad.

The next Monday came and I was a ball of nerves. I knew Mer wouldn’t tell anyone, but what if she did? My life would end, my parents would flip (they didn’t years later when they found out that I like girls). The bus ride was just me staring out the window running through every possible scenario. Finally when I got to class and sat next to Meredith things seemed completely normal, minus one glaringly obvious thing. She couldn’t make eye contact with me! Over time she got more and more shy around me, I guess reality came to her a bit slower. I didn’t understand it at the time but it just emboldened me more. Now I know that she was showing me her stomach and now I owned her more than either of us knew. I was soaked. But by lunch it was becoming annoying to have my best friend not look at me and barely able to mumble a response without blushing, that was going to have to be dealt with. So when recess came, I dragged her away from our usual spot on the soccer field to have a chat. And by drag I mean I grabbed her by the wrist and led her, and let me say, that’s when I knew I had her. She didn’t even hesitate, she followed me like a well-trained pet. I told everyone we would meet them at the usual table after we used the bathroom, and we headed inside.

I opened the bathroom door and let her step in before me. She was walking on egg shells, a baby deer. I stepped in behind her and took a quick survey to make sure it was empty, it was. Luckily for us, the school was small and most teachers were stuck up about letting people use the bathroom during classes. I, without even thinking, backed Meredith in to a corner and was closer than I had meant to be. I asked her why she was being weird and if she was okay. She said she was fine just embarrassed. It took some persuasion but finally she admitted that she wasn’t sure she understood what had happened the other night and felt a bit guilty, like she had cheated on her new “boyfriend”. That thing clicked again, the feeling of ownership and jealousy, and I knew I had her in a way I wouldn’t lose. I told her that I had a “boyfriend” as well but that didn’t matter. What we did was what was smart and best for her. I hammered her with how if she didn’t learn he might tell everyone how bad she was and she’d be so embarrassed. In short, I completely manipulated her. She looked even more scared and agreed that she didn’t want that. I was ready to pounce on her and make her mine again, but un fucking fortunately this wasn’t a porno, it was a public restroom and a group of girls from outside came in. We quickly washed our hands and went to lunch. The rest of that day didn’t get better with Meredith, but hey, I really brought that on myself.

The rest of the week was blah. Nothing exciting, but we had all decided to go to the mall and movies on Friday (I know how original). My “boyfriend”, of course, couldn’t make it because he’s so cool and doesn’t want to be seen with us, he’s probably climbing Mount Everest or something. So the group is a couple background characters, Meredith, her “boyfriend”, and myself. But the interesting part is Meredith coming over after school so she can ride with me to the mall. We had maybe four hours before we had to go and I had decided I wanted to cement my superior place as her “friend” before we went out.

So we went to my room and I closed the door and put on some music (ah the privacy of living with your parents). Today Meredith had worn a cute skirt that came down to her knees, very flowy. I was in my normal skinny jeans and t-shirt. We took up our usual positions on my floor, I sat cross legged towards the center of the room so I could get up and pace around with my overflowing energy, and she leaned her back against my door with her knees to her chest and her arms wrapped around them. By now everything was back to normal so we just talked about school and gossip for an hour. Finally I found my in to jump to her “boyfriend” naturally. I asked about them and she said she was happy, he’d done something sweet that day or some bullshit. Ugh. I smiled and was happy for her until I could ask about if they’d kissed. “No, but maybe tonight?” Score. It wasn’t going to happen tonight on my watch. I launched in to a little speech about how the first time is so special and really can make or break it. She was looking a bit nervous. Perfect. I jumped in and told her I was worried that she still had so little experience, even compared to most of the girls in our friend group now, I didn’t want that to ruin her relationship and embarrass her. She was just blushing and looking down at her hands. She was mine.

I let the silence hang for a second in the air before I crawled over to her on the floor and lifted her chin with my finger (thanks every romance movie ever). She just kept looking down and I kind of bounced her chin on my finger so she looked in to my eyes. I told her I would never let that happen to her and I would take care of her, she was my best friend after all. She smiled and thanked me in a whisper. I told her maybe just a peck on the lips tonight, so she didn’t come off as too prudish, but she didn’t have to betray her lack of abilities. She agreed 100% and seemed very pleased with my brilliance. All of this still just whispers between us, my finger holding her chin. I told her she needed more practice, and she tried to nod, but I pressed up on her chin so she knew she couldn’t move. I leaned in and kissed her.

**Sexy sex stuff**

I was a liar. She was an amazing kisser. Hesitant at first, but she had taken all of my pointers to heart and we dove in. After a few long minutes I whispered in her ear “show me you remember what I taught you” as I hooked my hands under her knees and pulled her so she was lying flat on the floor. She spread her legs slightly and I pressed my thigh up against her pussy. She immediately started to grind up and down on my jeans. I smiled and evil smile and kissed her again. One hand found her throat and one hand took control of her hips. She gasped for me and I helped her press her hips even harder on to my thigh. My hand around her waist slipped up and brought her shirt with it. Just as I’d taught her she reached to stop me with both her hands, a little devious smirk on her face, so proud of showing me how smart she was. Something overcame me. Later she would tell me my eyes looked like green fire when I slapped her hands away and my hand around her throat tightened. Her eyes got huge and her mouth fell open as a whimper escaped her lips. Her hips bucked against my leg harder than before. Her arms fell uselessly to the sides and I ripped her shirt up. She had on a cute little white bra with smiling suns on it. I hated it. I dove in to another kiss and pulled her bra up and over her perky tits. Teasing and pulling at her nipples. I was an animal, and needed to make her part of me. Pull her in close, feel her body against mine, press my lips hard in to hers wildly. We were lost for a few minutes. Until a fucking knock on my door.

My dad tried to open the door but luckily we were right up against it and it hit Meredith square in the head as she pulled her shirt down. He apologized and we all laughed, some more nervously than others. It was time for dinner before we headed to the mall. Shit. We told him we’d be right down and got ourselves together. As I was standing up I noticed a giant wet spot on the thigh of my jeans. She had soaked me. I pointed at it in shock and she became redder than I’d ever seen a human before and ran to the bathroom. I peeled off my jeans and put on some shorts “because it was hot” and we had dinner and left for the mall.

The evening was spent by me being the alpha bitch in charge and making it very hard for Meredith to choose between her boyfriend and her new owner, whether she saw it that way or not. I believe that night is why he ended up hating me, and he never even got the peck on the lips, thanks dad for showing up early to pick us up.

Again, any questions please post in the comments, and any kinky submissive girls can message me ;)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8tb1em/my_ffirst_story_of_manipulating_my_best_friend