She Gives In

Christie slowly rose from the ground, turning to look at Amber. Christie saw the tears on her cheeks as her breath caught, saw her shuddering body as she tried to process what had happened.

Christie was a creep. That was what Amber had called her. After all the years they knew each other. Amber was disgusted. Disgusted by her love. Was that all she was? A fucking creep? Christie looked at Amber's face, still gorgeous even through the tears. She felt her heart began to pound.

It wasn't FAIR.

Why couldn't they be together? Why couldn't they share a romance? Christie had developed feelings early on, why hadn't Amber? Was she not good enough?

Why can't I have her?

The thought felt **** into her mind, but in her annoyance she immediately gave in to it. Why couldn't Christie have her? It wasn't fair that Christie had to spend these years in torturous longing while Amber got to pretend nothing was wrong. Christie deserved something after all these years of friendship. All the dress-ups where she didn't peek, all the pool days where she hadn't stared, all the nights sleeping next to each other where she hadn't touched... Christie's heart raced.

Didn't they mean anything? Weren't they worth fucking anything? She had been SO self controlled. She had been SUCH a good friend. And Amber had given her NOTHING. Amber hadn't so much as given her a kiss or let Christie touch her breasts. She had left Christie dry and wanting, and didn't care at all.

I deserve to enjoy her body after what's happened.

The sentence twisted through Christie's mind, subtly altering the course of her thinking. Christie slowly nodded, eyes locked on Amber across the room. She was owed some pleasure. She was owed some fun, after all she had done, everything she had suffered for Amber. She used to be the hot one of the two of them. Didn't Amber know how much she had given up? Christie had lowered herself to be Amber's friend. She was ugly, an unpopular runt. Christie had saved her, at the cost of her own popularity. And now that Amber was gorgeous, what? She would fucking leave Christie out to dry? All she wanted was a FUCKING KISS. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears.

I know she wants it too.

Christie paused as she considered. Maybe... maybe this wasn't the end of things. Maybe Amber just needed... convincing. She hadn't pushed Christie away at the kiss... she must have liked it.

Christie slowly began to crawl towards Amber across the floor, dark thoughts whirling through her mind as she approached her sobbing friend.

"Stop crying Amber... I know you want this."

She saw Amber's unfocused eyes lock on her, filled with fear. "N-n-no... please..." Amber whispered, shrinking back as Christie drew close.

Christie caught her arm and pulled her close. "Shut up, I know you want it too." She whispered before roughly pressing her lips against Amber's. She felt Amber attempting to push her away weakly, arms still trembling in shock. Christie twisted, throwing Amber to the ground and straddling her like she had before.

"Stop it Ambs, we both know that you need this too. If you really wanted me to stop you would be resisting more." Christie leaned down and kissed Amber again, thrusting her tongue forcefully into Amber's mouth.

Her body is more important than her friendship.

Christie's blood was loud in her ears. She could barely think for the arousal and irritation she felt, so she was in no position to fight off this new thought. She moaned as she gave in, feeling Amber's tongue meekly against her own.

Amber had been a terrible friend. Teasing Christie with her body, making Christie fall for her. Christie had given up everything for her, and gotten nothing in return. And now that Amber was hot, now that she didn't need Christie anymore, she'd just ignore her?

Fuck.

That.

Christie broke the kiss, staring down her friend's body as Amber wept quietly. Their friendship was over, shattered entirely in a moment. Christie didn't even care. She ran her hands down Amber's body, reveling in the ownership and power she felt. She had what she was after. This body was fucking incredible, and it was Christie's to use as she pleased. She pressed her hands against Amber's chest, moaning at the feeling of tight, soft flesh under her hands. Amber lay limp, seemingly helpless underneath Christie.

"Fuck Ambs, you're so fucking hot..." Christie whispered as she began to pull at the buttons on Amber's shirt. "Let's see what you've been hiding from me, you little tease..."

Amber's hand raised weekly to grab her wrist. "No... please..." Amber whispered, looking at Christie with pleading eyes.

How DARE she?

Christie flinched as she felt her slap connecting with Amber's face. The sharp spike of rage she had felt surprised even her, but it refused to subside.

"You fucking shut up BITCH." She whispered hoarsely. "I am fucking done with your shit. You don't get a say anymore. I'm taking what I deserve." With that, Christie ripped open Amber's shirt, tearing away the fabric keeping her tits in privacy. "You didn't even wear a bra you little..." Christie felt the word **** itself onto her lips. "... you little SLUT." She shuddered as she realized what she had said to her Amber. It felt wrong to say to her, but so good... "You wanted me to do this, didn't you?" Christie whispered into Amber's ear.

"Fuckkkk..." she moaned, as her hands passed over the naked flesh of her former best friend. She slid her hips down Amber's body to bring her mouth to Amber's chest. "Oh yes, come to mommy..." Christie moaned as she rolled her tongue around Amber's nipple. She grinned as she heard the slightest moan from Amber. Seems the slut was into it after all.

Christie took her time, getting her fill of the tits that had always been just out of reach. They were finally hers to enjoy, and enjoy them she would. Kneading, squeezing, slapping, biting... anything that crossed her mind she tried on the body between her legs. Amber's moans grew louder as Christie experimented.

She should eat me out.

Christie didn't even notice which thoughts were her own anymore. She didn't care. Without a moment's hesitation she pulled her shorts and panties off, briefly leaving Amber shirtless on the floor. She lowered herself again, pressing her wet cunt to Amber's mouth.

"Lick me, slut." She commanded, grinding her hips into Amber's face. It wasn't long before she felt a small tongue probing her folds, followed by Amber's mouth working on her pussy.

"Fuck... I knew you'd be into me you little fucking slut..." Christie moaned as her hips bucked. She felt one of Amber's hands place itself on her hip, stabilizing her position over the tongue she was using.

Christie yelped as she felt the vibrations of a moan through Amber's tongue, right to her clit. Looking down, she saw Amber's free hand between her legs, rubbing vigorously as she ate Christie out.

Fuck, this was the hottest thing ever. Christie grabbed a fistful of Amber's hair, pulling her face up even tighter into Christie's snatch. She felt pleasure rip through her, as her legs began to shake.

"Yes slut, eat mommy's pussy... fuckkk.... right there Ambs... fuck yeah, fuck mommy with your tongue..." Christie's arms and legs shook underneath her, her pussy quivering over Amber's mouth. "Yes baby, yes please... please just like that, don't stop, make mommy cum..." streams of requests came from Christie's mouth -- some demanding, some begging and pleading. She felt her pussy on fire, spreading through her hips and up to her stomach.

"Fuck Ambs, I'm gonna cum, don't stop I'm gonna cummmmmmMMMMM!!!!" Christie screamed as her orgasm hit her, her whole body shaking until she collapsed, rolling off of Amber to the floor, where she lay exhausted.