Time for a new game

You never thought you would be saying this, but you don't feel like playing Mario Kart anymore. You know Maisie's comment about staying the night was just to mess with Mark - his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he took in Maisie's perfect body and imagined her being fucked by you. The problem was, it brought a mental image to your mind as well - of her laying beneath you, her face contorted as she moans in rhythm of your thrusts...

"Hey, you're not even concentrating!" Maisie complains as you drive off the edge of the road.

"Maisie, just ignore me." You say. She turns back to the TV, her face glued to the screen. This gives you a little more time to think. Of course you could just command her to stay and have sex with you, and even make it seem like her idea, but you want to avoid completely altering her mind. Turning her into a sex doll would destroy the real Maisie you love, but perhaps a little nudge would be okay....

You glance over at your gorgeous friend as she enters the final lap. Standing up, you strip down to your boxers, before sitting back down beside her. "Maisie, you think you've won three in a row, and this race is really close. Oh, and you can pay attention to me again."

"Yes!" Maisie shouts, pumping her fist in the air. "There goes your last strip of clothing!" She laughs gleefully. "Next time I win, it's your turn to do a forfeit!"

"Maisie, you really want to kiss me," you say as you stand up and pull off your boxers. She suddenly turns away, blushing slightly. What? Why was she resisting? She's dated and slept with multiple guys, but wouldn't give you a simple kiss?

Maisie licks her lips, and is breathing heavily. "I-I should go," she stammers.

What? No! You can't let her go like this! "Maisie, kiss me," you command. In a flash she gets up and throws her arms around you, your naked bodies colliding. Her lips meet yours, as she kisses you passionately. It was better than you could have ever imagined.

"I'm sorry!" Maisie cries when she finally breaks off the kiss.

"What was that for?" you ask, curious as to how her mind would justify it.

"I told you about my curse, and you've been so good to me. You've never once used it on me, just like I knew wouldn't. I thought that you were a nice, safe guy to tell, but I had so much fun tonight and never realized we had so much in common." She looks deeply into your eyes. "My mother always told me I would find someone to love who wouldn't **** the curse, just like my father. I never believed her, but now...." Maisie turns away. "I'm sorry if you don't feel the same and I ruined our friendship."