Dana's Best Friend

Your scrolling through the database when a tab you hadn't noticed catches your eye. "Birthday girls." It reads. You click on it out of curiosity and it brings up a list of virgins celebrating their eighteenth birthdays today. At the top of the list is Dana's best friend, Clair. Your mind instantly spins with possibilities. Clair is cute, but more importantly she's incredibly naive, fairly dumb, and has been desperately in love with you for years. She's perfect.

"Happy birthday!!!!" You text her.

She responds immediately, "OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU REMEMBERED LOL"

"Of course I remembered. I have a special present for you. I'll bring it to your place after school."

"OMG You're the best XOXO."

With an evil grin you begin preparing. First your drive downtown to a sex shop and buy two sets of handcuffs, an O gag and a collar/leash. Then, with a little less than an hour before Clair is due home you go to her house, with your bag full of sex toys, and knock on the door. Clair's mom answers, a beautiful woman in her late 30's with an athletic body and Clair's platinum blond hair. "Oh hi John what brings you by?"

You feel a gut wrenching fear of doubt now. "I brought Clair a birthday present." Shit. You'd planned on testing how strangers would react to your actions but now you were losing your nerve.

Clair's mom looks at the bag in your hand and goes wide eyed and pale. "Is that...did you get my sweet innocent girl sex toys?" She cries out.

"It's okay, I own her sex rights!" You reflexively counter. Immediately the woman's demeanor becomes relaxed.

"Oh. Well I guess it's really up to you what she does with those then huh. What a relief I'm glad you got her rights instead of some pervert. Come on in. I'll make you some coffee."

You sit drinking coffee with your targets mom, it's time to test out the assistance clause. "I might need your help with your daughter tonite. **** her I mean. Are you okay to do that."

"Of course. Whatever you need."

"I just need you to stand guard at her door in case she makes a run for it."

"Okay." She says cheerfully. "Would you like another cup?"

A couple cups of coffee later Clair bursts through the front door. "John!" She yells out sprinting into the kitchen and giving you a big hug. Her soft breasts press against you tightly and your hard cock rubs against her belly. Clair has long platinum blond, almost silver, hair, big innocent blue eyes, a cute button nose and big round cheeks made bigger by her braces. She's short, only 5'1" but has an amazing body with perky C-cup breasts and round bubble butt and almost no excess fat due to her gymnastics training. She's in her gymnastics uniform now, a pair of tiny shorts and a tight t-shirt that leave her midriff bare. "Oh my god. I can't believe you came here just for me."

"Of course. You're my special girl."

She smiles a huge brace covered smile and takes your hand. "Come on. Let's go to my room." She leads you to her bedroom, a small messy room with a floor covered in clothes. The two of you sit on her bed side by side. She puts a hand on your knee and looks into your eyes. "I'm legal now you know. Or I would be if that stupid law didn't happen." She rolls her eyes at that.

You cup her chin and kiss her gently on the lips. She eagerly kisses back, moaning as she does. "I know. That's why I'm here."

"I've wanted this for so long, but we can't do anything more than kiss. At least not until I find out who has my stupid sex rights."

With a smile you kiss her again and say, "That's your birthday suprise, silly. I have your sex rights."

She gasps. "REALLY. Oh my god. You should give them back to me so we can have sex!"

You break away and frown. "I'm afraid it's not that simple Clair. I can't just give them away."

Clair blinks. "Well, but, you can just fuck me. Right? You have my rights."

You scratch you chin in mock thought. "I could. But that would be **** Clair. And I could never do that to you."

"Oh." Clair looks down at her feet dejected.

Then you snap your fingers. "I've got it! I can't give you your rights back, but if you win them back in a wager that would work!"

"Really!?" Claire looks like she's about to explode with excitement.

"Of course you'd have to wager something for it to actually count as a bet. How about, if you lose I get your sex rights forever, even if you lose your virginity."

Clair's wheels are obviously spinning. "I-I don't know..."

"Come on Clair, you trust me don't you?"