My very personal pal

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Loud music was playing in the background. People were having fun, getting drunk and jiggling to the beat. Seeing a bunch of unknown faces, Lya Lenoir avered that the house party must have been very entertaining for all.

"You're late", the girl said, watching the brunet, as he pushed his way through the crowd.

"Sorry, I couldn't get the right outfit...", Gabriel Gabin replied, straightening his rumpled shirt and even more messy hairstyle. He was immensely nervous, "Oh, you look really cute, Lya."

"Very funny", Lenoir involuntarily neatened her simple, modest dark dress, even though she refused to accept the compliment, "You should've told this to Sophia, not me."

The boy blushed, what did not escape the attention of his female friend, who had been his wingwoman for years. She still could not stand his innate innocence, reminding her of a nun, not one of the university's top football players he was.

"Have you seen her somewhere here?", Gabriel pressed agnist the wall next to his companion, trembling all over his body. This boy was able to break through the defense of the enemy team, and yet he was still afraid to talk with someone he truly liked.

"Yeah, she's in the kitchen", Lya patted her friend's shoulder to cheer him up, "I chased all the intruders away from her. You have a free path."

Their mutual help in getting partners has always been like a big game, but just as Gabin was great on the real pitch, he was not doing well on the social field. He needed the prod to his weakness to detach from the wall and stroll sluggishly towards the side corridor. Lya watched him go and then walked away to find some meat for herself.

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"You made a great party", Gabriel thought he was going to burn with shame, but he resisted the expression Lya had taught him.

"Oh? Gabriel!", Sophia Serre turned away with two cups of dipped punch. She looked down for a moment, but Gabin had not noticed that, "I didn't know you were coming."

"I couldn't miss you... I mean the fun", the boy bit his tongue. The girl's curly blonde hair distracted him enough, so he got lost in his own words, "I'm glad your brother let you use his house."

"Sure. But you want to know a secret?", Serre chuckled at the sight of the boy's awkwardness. He seemed so cute and not very dangerous like the rest of the jocks to her, so she dared to lean over his ear, "He didn't really agree to the party."

"What?!", Gabriel's sincere reaction made Sophia even more amused.

"I'm just kidding", the girl gave the athlete the drink and with the free hand began to play with a lock of hair, "He would kill me, if I did something like that. You probably remember yourself how bossy he is."

"Yeah, he was a terrible team captain. No offence", Gabin took a sip, nodding. Nobody have a soft spot for Searlus Serre, so it's no wonder that, when he graduated, he was not missed on any occasion and all trophies with his name were removed from public view.

"Not taken. I know what he is like. He doesn't even let me go on dates, and if he does, everyone is so scared of him that they don't speak to me. Like never," Sophia frowned as she approached the boy very directly, "But you are talking to me. You are shaking like a one-legged air dancer from a auto dealer lot, but still... you weren't afraid to speak to me."

"Em, I...", Gabin realized what swamp he had stepped into, but despite the growing fear, he perceived that the pleasant feeling in his guts, began to win agnist the inevitable doom, "I'm glad to talk with you too. I've always liked doing class projects with you... And besides being very smart, I think you are also... really cute."

Gabriel thought he was going to collapse under a ground with humiliation. He has not given his heart to anyone on an open plate for a long time. He felt and exposed.

"Here, take my number", Serre took his phone from the pocket and typed her bearings, "It's my secret number, because my brother controls my social media and a smartphone, so it's going to be safer that way... and more exciting."

"So, is it a date?", Gabriel couldn't believe his ears.

"What date?!", a pile of muscles, wearing only a stained T-shirt, appeared behind the boy's back.

"I wrote him the date of our next test. That's it, Sea", the girl quickly tried to get out of the situation, but her brother's expression showed that he was not convinced.

"Right...", Searlus bluntly took the communicator from his sister's palm and smashed it on the kitchen counter. His cold, angry gaze stopped Gabin from any negative response, "Get lost, punk. And I don't want to see you with my baby sis never again."

"Yes, sir."

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Lya did not have a good catch tonight. She did not understand that the drought was not due to her appearence, but to her high demands and a rather repulsive attitude. Without the help of a charming and innocent-looking wingman, who counterbalanced her flaws, she could hardly win anything on her own.

"Hey, sugar", the girl heard a dull voice behind her and immediately felt sick.

"I'm not interested, keep hunting", Lenoir wanted to dismiss him with a plain inaccessibility, but the man was adamant. She felt his swollen cock pressing agnist her buttocks, "I said I'm not interested!"

Only when Lya pushed him away with all her strength, did Lenoir see who she was dealing with. Searlus' enormous body rolled in limp and struck the table, spilling out a punch. His unfriendly gaze paralyzed her with terror and infirmity. The angry bull began to plod towards her faster nad faster, and people were walking out of his way, discerning the rumpus.

Suspecting the worst, Lya froze like a defenseless deer, waiting for the inescapable. Before anything bad happened, Gabriel jumped out in fornt of her and slammed the Serre's brother with all his might. The blow was so severe that Searlus fell on the carpet in a daze.

"We are so so so dead", Lenoir said through her teeth, as she grabbed the friend's arm. She pulled the boy out, urging him to run. The last thing Gabin saw before leaving, was Sophia's eerily smiling face.

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"You are amazing", Lya could not stop admiring him. She took off her dress and collapsed onto her own bed.

"I did stupid thing. Now he will kill me. He's a psycho", Gabriel peeked out from behind the curtain, looking out over the street. He could not shake the feeling of being watched, "Searlus probably collected all tools of carnage from his dad's workshop by now."

"But you did right. You saved me and took a bonus points with Sophia", Lenoir sat on the edge of the lair, tilting her head in embarrassment, "And you impressed me... You were so brave."

"Really?", Gabin sat down next to his friend and looked her deeply in the eyes, which only expanded the blush on her face, "Do you truly think that Sophia liked it?"

"You're so impossible", Lya lunged at the boy and pinned him to the sheets. She did not understand how he might not have noticed her hints.

"What are you doing?", Gabriel felt unsafe as she nimbly pulled off his pants. He was abashed to see her bra, as well as his own erection, "Wait!"

"You don't know how you turned me on", Lya unhooked the claps on the back and unleashed her goodies. Although Gabin had know her since ever, for the first time in his life he saw her nipples' halos and breasts, simultaneously heavy and soft, "I know we'll feel weird after the act, but man... now I've a whole waterfall in my panties."

"Please, be gentle", the boy did not know what he was so afraid of. Maybe the fact that she had always been like a sister to him until now, or was he ashamed of that, despite his desire for Lya, he had a true feelings for Sophia, not her? He was not sure.

Lenoir sprawled over Gabin's pelvis, revealing her labia and triangle-shaped pubic hair. She traced his penis with a hand and guided it towards her entrance. Despite his innocent temper, Gabriel was not a virgin, but nevertheless felt so after piercing his best friend. The heat around his cock and the tightness immediately made his spine shiver.

"I didn't expect you to be so big", Lya grunted and slowly began to move her hips to adjust to the hardness inside, "Oh, God..."

"Are you all'right?", Gabriel worried, sustaining her for a moment on his own muscles. He felt resistance on his penis glans, which eased with each thrust.

"Relax, I can handle you", Lenoir sped up, letting him go deeper and deeper, until she finally started to hit the boy's venter with her clitoris. From time to time she reached for her pleasure bell to arouse the sensations even more, "I think I gonna come..."

They achieved climax at the same time, like two synchronized love machines. Gabriel arched upwards, firing with a white liquid, and Lya leaned over his mouth, letting all the contents fly inside her. She kissed him and lay on his chest.

"Wow, that's something new", Lenoir could not recognize this feeling. Something that felt like a true fulfillment and the closet affection to what she could associate with falling in love, "I'm starting to feel the need to steal you from Sophia, so that you would always be with me... Hey, are you listening?"

Gabin did not answer, overhelmed by a drowse. Lya smiled at his ridiculously pleased face, smooched his cheek and fell asleep, cuddling to the boy's torso. Lenoir knew this night will change relations between them for worse or better, but she did not forcast how much it shall steer from her current expectations.