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Chapter 6
by Blues32
Does Laura allow her to leave?
Like hell.
As I turned to go, Laura grabbed my arm. "Where are you going?" she asked, her voice frantic. "You can't just leave me like this!" I bit my lip. "Laura, you're my best friend," I told her, "but if I stay here, I'm going to rip your fucking clothes off with my teeth!" I was always blunt, you see. She stared at me for a moment.
Her breasts had stopped swelling at D cups. She apparently didn't wear a bra to bed because nothing snapped. She still had a bit of nerd in her, I could tell...but it was that sort of hot, sexy nerd thing you seen in porn. The ones where the chick takes her glasses off and diddles herself in the library while reading Shakespear. I seriously didn't know how much more I could take. I hadn't gotten any pussy in almost two months. My last dick was...uh...maybe two weeks ago. Possibly sooner if I had gotten too stoned to remember what I did that particular night.
Anyway, Laura stared at me before smiling. "Do it," she whispered in a sexy whisper that made my twat quiver. "Wh...what?" I replied lamely. She moved closer. I backed up until my back hit the wall. I've never felt this way before. Usually if a girl says "do me" I smile and do her. So why was I so nervous? Perhaps I was afraid she'd change back and be horrified at me. ...she really was my best friend. I can't imagine losing her. ...STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT! I will break my foot off in your ass, regenerate it through sheer will, then cram the new one down your throat and break it off in there!
My breathing was coming in gasps now as she moved her face inches from mine. Shit on toast, Laura even SMELLED hotter now. Her breath smelled like sexy...and that doesn't even make sense! "I always wondered," she said in that sexy voice, "why you never hit on me...or touched me. I had a crush on you since we turned twelve." I swallowed hard. "L...Laura, I...I'm not sure if I can bel...believe that. I mean," I stammered, "you just turned into an uber sexpot right in front of me!" She traced my cheek with her finger. "Denise...I want to fuck. Now." What a fucking moral dilliema this was turning into. I WANTED to fuck her...but I also wanted to know what the fuck was going on.
What does Denise do?
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Something you don't see Everyday
Denise is having a very unusual day. You decide HOW unusual.
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Updated on Jan 9, 2016
by Blues32
Created on May 22, 2008
by Blues32
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