Christy your best friend.

You decide to call Christy, your best friend. You’ve known each other since you can remember and even remained friends during that whole “Boys vs. Girls” stage of childhood refusing to let anything as stupid as playground politics get between you. However the two of you were so close that when you started “liking” girls it took you a while for your emotions to work out that she was not only a girl but the sort of girl you “liked”. You dropped a few hints but she seemed oblivious to them. Eventually you gave up and decided to stay in the “friend zone” rather than endanger your friendship by being too overt. That has changed now that you have the power to find out how she feels without her realizing it. You’ve already decided that despite your mind control abilities there is no way you can **** her to like you in “that way” if she doesn’t, not without rejecting every last sliver of humanity you still have. You might justify doing it to any other girl, but not Christy.

“Hey Christy” you say as she answers.

“Hey yourself, stranger” she says “Where’ve you been” I went over to your place looking for you to welcome you home but your mum said you were out somewhere. I tried calling you but your phone was off.”

“Sorry, I guess I forgot to turn it on after getting out of the hospital.” You lie knowing very well you deliberately turned it off before going to see Cyndi. “You doing anything now?”

“Nope, just chilling at home.”

“How about I come over so we can catch up?”

“Sounds good. I’ll see you when you get here”

You hang up and your phone beeps to tell you have a message on your answering service. It turns out to be from Christy asking where you are and why you’ve turned your phone off. Funny how that works.

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You arrive at Christy’s house and knock on the door. Christy opens it wearing a white peasant top and blue, acid-wash jeans. She has grown her wavy blonde hair since you last saw her.

“Nice to see you finally” she says say. “So what’s with the sunglasses?” Are your eyes sensitive to the light”

“Nah” you say “They just look weird and I didn’t want to freak people out”

“Really?” she says “Let me see!”

“Inside” you say and she steps aside to let you in. You wait till she closes the door before taking off your glasses and letting her see your eyes.

“Wow!” she says “They’re so … so … so ?” She quickly slips into a trance.

“Christy” you say

“Yes” she answers

“I’m going to ask some questions and I want you to tell me the truth”

“O.k.”

“Do you find me attractive?”

“Yes”

“Do you know I find you attractive?”

“Yes”

“Then why did you pretend you weren’t attracted to me and didn’t know I was attracted to you?”

“I didn’t want to ruin our friendship”

“And you think sex would have done that”

“Yes”

“Why?”

“It always does. Plus I know you. You equate sex with being in a relationship. You’d stop treating me like a friend and start treating me like a girlfriend. You’d stop being honest with me and would lie to me, or just not tell me stuff, to ensure I was happy. You’d stop treating me as an equal and start treating me as precious. I can’t stand that sort of thing and do not want our relationship to devolve into it.”

“Wow” you think. “She’s right.” At least about how I used to be with women. Obviously that’s changed. You can’t afford to be romantic and stuff with all the women you’re with, not if you are going to satisfy your new superhuman libido. You might find one or two to treat like “precious flowers” (if that’s what they are into), but such women are generally not the sort who would accept the non-exclusive lifestyle your new needs require. In some ways you are happy Christy is not one of them, since it will mean she’s probably O.K. with you “seeing” other women.

“Christy.” you say “You will stop worrying about what might happen if we had sex.”

“O.k.”

“Now I want you to think back to when I had my accident. How did you feel”

“Fear. I thought you might be badly injured and might even die”

“You also remember feeling regret that you had been so worried about what might happen if we became intimate that you never let it happen.”

“Yes”

“How did you feel when you found out I was going to be O.k?”

“Relief”

“You also remember promising yourself that when I got out of hospital you would admit how attracted you were to me and would let “nature take its course”.”

“Yes”

“Ever since you have gone to bed fantasizing about what might happen and have become so aroused that you have had to masturbate.”

“Yes”

“Good. Now when we do have sex it will be even better than your greatest fantasy. You will find that because of our friendship and trust your body will react to my touch with more pleasure and arousal than ever before, you will achieve climax faster and more often than you ever have and they will be more intense and pleasurable than you thought possible. Instead of “ruining” our relationship you will feel our friendship becoming stronger with every orgasm. When it is over you will feel as if our friendship has grown and taken on some truly amazing benefits. Even though you will want to repeat the experience there will be no expectation of exclusivity. You will understand, without needing to be told, that both of us will enjoy sex with each other while being free to sleep with other people. You will be happy with this arrangement. Do you understand?”

“Yes”

You replace your glasses.

“O.k.” says Christy coming out of her trance “Follow me. I have a welcome home present for you in my bedroom.”

You follow Christy to her bedroom and once you enter ask “So where’s this welcome home present?”

Christy moves in and presses herself against you then brings her lips to yours and kisses you. The feel of her body and the passion of her kiss make you instantly hard. You kiss her back, trying to match her passion with you own, showing her that you are as into it as she.

This continues until you’re so hard that you are sure Christy must feel it through her jeans. Christy breaks the kiss and steps back. “Wow!” you say breathless “That was some welcome home present.”

“That’s not all of it” she says equally flustered “Unless you want it to be.”

“What do you mean?” you ask.

“Look,” she says “I know you’ve had the hots for me for a while, and I’ve felt the same way. I just hid it because I was afraid of what might happen to our friendship, but when you got hurt I realized that I couldn’t let my fears get in the way of what we both want. So here’s the deal. For one night only I am your welcome home present. You can do whatever you want with me. If I like it I might even let you have me again, but no promises, and you have to promise that you’ll try not to let things get weird between us.”

“Deal” you say “But only if you give me a running commentary on what I’m doing right and wrong. I don’t want to make you do anything you don’t enjoy.”

“O.k.” she says “But if I have to give you too many hints you’ll be losing repeat privileges”

“O.k.”

“Well come over here and unwrap your present.”

You move in close and begin kissing her again while directing her toward her bed. Once there you fall onto it pulling her down on top of you, still kissing. You grab the hem of her top and pull it off. She stops kissing you and put her arms up to allow you to pull it off revealing her lovely breasts encased in a white cotton bra. The moment her top is off she resumes kissing you ardently, as if trying to make up for the few lost seconds your mouths were not in contact.

Before you can even begin unclasping her bra she reaches back to do it herself, obviously enthused about finally letting you see her naked breasts. Once it is unclasped, however she allows you to pull down the shoulder straps draw it off. She pulls one arm, then the other, out of the straps and then breaks your kiss and flexes back to release her breasts from their cups and let you finally view them.

“You like?” Christy asks.

“Magnificent!” You answer, truthfully, as you get your first look at her full firm titties with their small, pink nipples.

“Right answer.” She says returning her mouth to your own.

As you continue to kiss her you roll her over so you are on top and begin gently fondling her breasts. You actually feel her groan in your mouth and when you stop kissing her mouth and begin to kiss her ear and neck she says “Mmm ... I’ve never actually enjoyed it when guys played with my breasts before ... I didn’t think it was possible for me to get anything out of it ... You’ve proved me wrong. That feels great.”

You continue kissing down her neck to her shoulder and then down to her left breast, taking her nipple in your mouth. She gasps, groans and squeezes her legs together as if the sensation of having her nipple in your mouth has given her a little orgasm. You continue to suck on it while playing with her other nipple with your fingers and she sighs. She puts her hands begin your head directing you to continue what you are doing.

After a few minutes of this you leave off switch your oral ministrations to her right breast the reach down, unbutton her jeans and lower the zipper. You slide your hand inside her jeans and down under the waistband of her panties. You glide your fingers down through her soft pubic hair until you find her clitoris, already erect and poking out from its hood, and begin to softly rub it. She groans. “Oh my God! That feels incredible!”

You continue like this with Christy telling you how good it feels until she says “I’m going to cum!”

You stop, causing her to open her eyes and glare at you. “Why did you stop?”

“I didn’t want you to cum with your jeans on” you say “You’re going to have enough trouble getting the stains out of your panties.”

“I thought I’d just give them to you as a souvenir.”

“Hey! What sort of guy do you think I am?”

“The sort that is going to be in a lot of trouble if he doesn’t finish me off. Now hurry up and take off my pants if that what you want to do.”

You quickly stand up and grab the waistband of her jeans. She lifts her cute little ass off the bed so you can take them down before raising her legs so you can take them off. Her white cotton panties are, in fact, quite moist when you see them. You throw the jeans away, lie back down, look into her eyes, reach down and touch her clit through her panties. The moment you do her eyes go wide and she lets out a series of high pitched gasps as her orgasm overtakes her.

“Oh wow” she says once she’s settled down, “that was amazing. I’ve never climaxed so hard, or so fast, in my life.”

“It’s not over yet” you say standing up “Not by a long shot.” You reach down and take the waistband of her now soaked underwear. She again lifts her hips to allow you to remove them and as you do you get your first look at her lovely little pussy, now all puckered with need and wet with her juices, the well-trimmed bush a slightly darker shade of blonde to the hair on her head. You also see the uncovered version of the butt that has haunted your fantasies for so long.

“So what next?” she asks “Are you going to put your big cock inside me?”

“Cock comes later” you say.

“I bet it will” she says and giggles at the double entendre. “But what’s going to cum now?”

“You again” you say kneeling down, putting your face between her legs and beginning to eat her pussy.

“Oh my God!” she cries “No guy’s ever gone down on me before, this is unbelievable.”

“Really?” you ask.

“Don’t stop!” she begs and you resume “Yes. Oh yes! Most … most guys are more int … interested in have … hnnn … having me go down on … on them than … oh … going down on me…”

You continue licking around her clit and slowly slide your index and middle finger into her tight wet hole making her moan with pleasure. You’ve noticed that since your accident you’ve begun to enjoy the smell and taste of women’s wetness and so you are way more willing to go down on them than you were. It’s not that they smell or taste different from the way you remember it is just that you’ve developed a greater appreciation for them and the subtle differences between them. It is very much like the way you hated the taste of **** as a boy but now enjoy it although you find pussy more intoxicating than any drink you’ve ever had. You notice that Christy is writhing less than most girls did when you went down on them although she is making more appreciative sounds.

You carry on eating her out and sliding your fingers deep inside her until she grabs the blankets on either side of her and her body stiffens and she cries out unintelligibly as her vagina convulses around your fingers. Once her orgasm subsides she looks down between her breasts at you. “So do you want me to suck your cock now?” she asks

“The only lips I plan to put by cock between are these down here” you say touching her engorged labia and making her gasp from the sensitivity.

“O.k.” she says. “Put it in me.”

You stand up, grab her and flip her over on her stomach making her squeal. “What are you doing?” she asks beginning to turn back over.

“Stay” you order and she turns back “First I want a good look at that sweet, perfect little ass of yours” you explain and you can almost feel her happiness at the comment “and second I want you to feel my cock inside you before you see it so you can experience it without any preconceptions.”

“O.k.” she says “but hurry up, the suspense is getting hard to take”

“Not as hard as what you’re about to take” you say quickly removing you clothes and freeing your hardness from your underwear.

“Promises. Promises.” She laughs.

Her butt really is lovely and, while you are not normally a butt man, you’ve always found Christy’s to be one of the best you’ve ever seen, firm and taut. Below it her tight cunt weeps from your former ministrations and you can see it’s yearning to be filled. You take the head of your cock and place it at her hot wet opening.

“Please don’t tease me, just put it inside!” Christy begs and you happily oblige, entering her slowly but forcefully causing her to gasp and then moan as you fill her tight cunt with your hardness, not stopping until you are fully inside her. You then draw yourself out slowly until you are free of her hot pussy before reinserting yourself and repeating the process. The second time you attempt to withdraw Christy clenches her pussy muscles as if trying to keep you inside her but only succeeds in increasing the stimulation you both feel. It only takes a few more slow thrusts like this before Christy is once more tipped over the edge her pussy convulsing around you cock as the rest of her body shudders. The sensation is too much for you and you feel yourself about to peak as well. You pull out quickly and shoot your seed across the ass that has stared in so many of your fantasies about her.

“Wow” she says “That was so intense. I don’t think I’ve ever orgasmed that hard before. Or that many times during sex.”