Author: Lightning454572

My Best Friend Part 11 (fiction, plot, love, cons, friends)

We arrived at Jeanette’s sister’s house. There is at least seven cars parked along the road that Jeanette’s sister’s house is on. At least I know we aren’t the only ones there already or the first ones there.

I parked my car behind a pickup truck. All of us got out of my car and we walked our way to the house.

We arrived at the door and knocked. I wanted to say something like I wasn’t sure we should be here. Is there alcohol? Is there going to be drugs at this party? I guess I was just being paranoid. Before I could say anything the door opened and we were greeted by Jeanette.

“Oh hey you guys. I’m glad you could make it.”

Jeanette opened the way and allowed us into the party.

We walked in and I saw some people just hanging around the house drinking from cups. The music in the house was moderate. It wasn’t too loud to where I couldn’t hear a damn thing. Nor was it too quiet to where I was able to hear someone’s stomach grum- ble. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 10 (plot, love, cons, friends)

My parents walked into the house exactly six hours after Amanda’s and my little romp in the shower. I’m still sure her nails went a good two inches my back, since then I have periodically excused myself and checked to see if there was any blood on the back of my shirt…still nothing.

My dad was the first to walk into the house with his arms filled with stuff from the store that he likes. “I hope you two are decent.” He brought down the stuff far enough to where he could see past the tower of things to see that Amanda and I were sit- ting on the couch watching TV fully clothed. “Go help our new family member get her stuff out of the truck.” And he disappeared around the corner to the kitchen.

I lightly smacked Amanda on the leg, “Are you ready to meet my cousin?”

She looked at me and I could tell she had mixed emotions on her face, but she was smiling at me trying to hide it all. After a brief moment, she finally nodded. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 9 (plot, love, cons, friends)

“Motherfuckers. How the hell did that happen?” Looks like Coach is pissed. He signaled to our defense something.

I really wasn’t paying attention to what coach was doing. I was too busy trying to breathe. I think that last hit might have cracked my ribs.

Looks like I was right about this game. We were in the fourth and the score is 17- 14. So far we were only ahead by three points. Most of the team was exhausted.

Just then I looked up from feeling my ribs to make sure they were still there and see our left tackle rip the helmet off the quarterbacks head before he could get the ball out of hand. Guess the quarterback didn’t see him coming or whatever the reason was coach told our defense the blitz the hell out of them. Looks like they’re going to have to punt back to us.
Coach found our main return man Riddion.

“Alright son we only have less than a minute left on the block. I just need you to catch the ball and hold onto it with everything you have. You hear me?”

Riddion nodded his head, “Yes coach.” Read more »

My Best Friend Part 8 (fiction, plot, love, cons, friends)

Amanda and I drove to the address that was texted to me in my dad’s classic Corvette. The entire drive I was concerned that we might be pulled over or I could be in a wreck. If I were to get in a wreck I’m pretty sure my dad would kill me. Seeing how Amanda enjoyed the drive in the classic car all my worries and fears just melted away.

We arrived and I wasn’t surprised that the address was indeed one of the town’s finest hotels. I was mind blown that the Varsity team was throwing a party at this hotel. I expected there to be police there breaking up the party already and telling us to head back home seeing how we were already an hour late. But in the parking lot stood one of the squad members standing there in his bright green football jersey.

At first I didn’t see who the guy was but the closer we got to more I recognized him. It wasn’t until we fully pulled up next to him I recognized who it was. It was Zack Morriarti. I knew Zack played wide end for the Varsity team and knew he was a little bit of a rebellion but that’s all I knew about him. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 7 (plot, love, cons, friends)

While the two were trying to focus on cooking all of us something to eat and not on the vibrating apparatus inside them telling their bodies to convulse in euphoria I looked over at Sam, “I have to ask a question?”

“Shoot.”

I watched Sam closely as I asked my question, “Were you ever uncomfortable when you first started from going to turning Jeanette into a slave?”

I watched as Sam bowed his head, “Actually each time we try something new I’m completely uncomfortable. But then I remember how hard she cums so it helps me keep focus.”

“But aren’t you afraid that you’re ruining Jeanette?”

Sam looked at me quizzically, “I’m not too sure by what you mean.”

I sighed, “I don’t know. Like aren’t you worried that when you two decide to do things normal again she or you or hell even both of you can’t get off because of these experiences.”

Sam laughed, “I don’t know. Never really thought about it.”

Just as Sam was going to continue Jeanette and Amanda walked into the room with food.
They walked into the living room with two different plates in each of their hands. They were holding grilled cheese sandwiches. Amanda handed me my plate of grilled cheeses. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 6 (plot, love, cons, friends)

Now with her inviting friends over that pretty screwed up my plans. Or at least putting them on hold for the moment.

I looked at her and had to find out the answers to my questions. “Who is coming over?”

She smiled up at me, “Well you remember my friend Jeanette?”

I looked at her, “Yeah I remember her.”

“That’s who is supposed to be coming over with her boyfriend, Sam.”

I looked at her, “Sam…as in Sam Vincent?”

I watched as she thought about it for a moment before looking at me, “Yeah that’s who it is.”

I rolled my eyes. Sam Vincent was our first string wide receiver. He was about 6’2’’ and maybe 168lbs. He was a pompous ass and irritated me each time he talked. He always ranted on how good of a player he was and how we would lose if he never played. Mainly I just wanted to punch his face in but because he was part of the team I had to deal with it. So usually I just put him in his place whenever he opened his mouth. Read more »

Step Sister Corruption Day 15 – Day 2 Confrontation (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

I heard a female voice speak, “I see you fucked Kelly stupid in the shower.”

I looked back to see Summer walking down the stairs completely nude. I quickly locked my phone and set it down behind me.

I smiled and laughed, “Yeah it was kind of unexpected.”

Summer laughed, “I would ask how was she but she’s still twitching in the shower and you’re cum is still leaking out of her.”

Then she added, “Lucky bitch.”

I laughed, “Hey I tried to wake you up but you told me to take care of it myself.”

She sighed, “True but you fucked me good last night and I needed the rest.”

I shrugged, “Your the one who made me take so many supplements.”

Summer smirked and said, “Yeah I kind of did didn’t I.”

I pointed to my tent and she looked slightly smiling at my wood. She spoke, “Is that still from yesterday?”

I shook my head, “Na I took some more after my shower. Got to keep up my energy with you two. Besides I don’t know what lessons you have planned for Kel today and I want to be ready.” Read more »

My Best Friend Part 5 (plot, love, cons, friends)

“For fucks sake. Are you fucking blind?”

I heard Coach Morrison yelling at the ref for missing the obvious penalty. I wanted to snicker at Coach but at this moment I had to agree.

The crowd was in agreement with coach saying that the ref missed the penalty. Some of them were even saying that the ref was making sure the opposing team would win this game.

I looked behind me to see Amanda with the cheer squad silently watching the game before the specialty team goes out to receive the punt coming our way so they can cheer them on.

Amanda always took my breath away no matter how many times I looked at her. Now with her in her cheerleading outfit just made me wish this game was over so I could at least speak to her before we had to go home for school tomorrow.

I shook my head. I had to focus on the game and make sure I win.

I looked back at the game just to watch the opposing team make their field goal. Great now they were 3 points ahead. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 4 (plot, love, cons, friends)

walked my way towards Amanda’s place. I had already taken my bath and gotten my body semi relaxed. I didn’t want to take too long in my bath so I only laid in my bath for maybe twenty minutes. The image that Amanda had sent me made me shorten my bath and quickly gotten dressed.

Now only maybe forty minutes had passed since I said I would be at Amanda’s. I didn’t want to arrive at her place with her sleeping that would be a total bummer. I wanted to sprint over to her place but I was afraid I wouldn’t have too much energy to actually have sex.

I laughed at the comment and immediately spoke to myself, “Yeah right.”

I walked in the dark thinking of all the things I wanted to do to Amanda.

The thought of sneaking over to her house and having sex with her while her parents were asleep really turned me on. The entire time I was walking towards Amanda’s the bulge in my pants wouldn’t go down. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 3 (plot, love, cons, friends)

“Come on you lazy bums. I want to see some hustle.”

I ran in full gear running laps listening to my coach yell at us. Thanks to one of my teammates pissing off the coach we have been awarded to running ‘Geronimo’s’ for the remainder of practice.

I ran quietly dreading hearing coach blow his whistle. If he did blow his whistle whoever was last in the line would yell ‘Geronimo’ and sprint his way to the front of the line. Once that said person made it to the front then the rest of us would have to keep up the pace until we heard the coach blow his whistle twice. This always kept up until the coach blew his whistle long enough and then tell us that practice was over. Usually when we ran ‘Geronimo’s’ a lot of the team would end up puking.

I hated when someone on the squad pissed off the coach. Usually I refrained from pissing off the coach because after practice was done whoever pissed off coach got a soap beating afterwards. And those are never fun. Read more »