Lusting For You...My Bestfriend

Lusting For You...My Bestfriend

Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

Summary

Camille finds it hard to concentrate whenever she's around Jasmine. The years of want for her best friend is more than she can handle and it drives her crazy. Will she ever get to taste Jasmine's beautiful lips..touch her chocolate dark skin..?

Summary

Camille finds it hard to concentrate whenever she's around Jasmine. The years of want for her best friend is more than she can handle and it drives her crazy. Will she ever get to taste Jasmine's beautiful lips..touch her chocolate dark skin..?

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Submitted: July 02, 2013

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Submitted: July 02, 2013

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“There you go again making excuses for your dumb actions,” I scolded Jasmine as she grabbed her thick, coarse hair into a pineapple.

I watched as her arms raised high above her head, sending her breasts up a little…

My eyes wondered down her shirt to the subtle cleavage that revealed from her somewhat low cut vest. I sighed slowly, stealing some of my breath.

“It wasn’t dumb at the time and I don’t know… like I just want someone to appreciate me, to adore what I do… worship the ground I walk on…” her voice trailed then she got up to wash the hair product that slipped onto her fingers.

The thing was that she DID have someone to appreciate, adore and worship her but she didn’t want that affection- she didn’t want me. It had been years that I found myself lust filled and driven to madness by Jasmine. Everything she did was golden but I could never tell her how much I longed to feel her. To touch her smooth, even, dark skin, taste her fleshy lips- -

“But no one is worthy enough… I just can’t find the right person for me,” she continued then hopped up on my bed.

Sinking into the cushy, plush mattress, Jasmine waved me to come closer and I pulled myself up next to her. The scent of white orchids and subtle ripe peaches danced on my nose as she drew closer to me. An affectionate kiss was planted on my cheeks, and then lingered as Jasmine smiled against my face. She did it again.

She stole my breath.

My lungs compressed and my air way was blocked, hitching slightly I tried to pull away without seeming unfriendly but every fiber in me was ready to kiss her back- on her lips… Thoughts of taking her swelled my head but I restrained the urge. I knew if she knew what I wanted, our friendship would end-for good. Though Jasmine too, claimed to be a lesbian, she never gave me the time of day, never even considered me being that girl to be there for her romantically- she said it herself when I brought up the idea of us kissing a couple years ago.

“You okay Camille?” she asked, pushing herself up on her elbows.

“Yeah—Uhm I’m good,” I replied, somewhat turning away from her gaze.

She hit me hard with those dark brown eyes as she stared straight to my soul. I felt nervous and unsteady, thinking that she had found me out but what could I do? Jasmine was the love of my life from the time I knew I was never going to be like other girls- she was actually the reason I’d never be straight.

When I found myself being more aware around her I thought it was just a part of growing more self-conscious but then it became increasingly hard to see her naked and not feel a rush of warmth between my legs.  That warmth stemmed from my increasing need to hold her in my arms, leave traces of kisses down her neck, her shoulder, her collar bone. To guide my tongue gently along her raised nipples and hear the screams of pleasure escape her beautiful mouth. Jasmine was entirely beautiful.

Snapping back to the moment before me, I looked up at Jasmine a little longer then shifted my eyes to the wall behind us which sent her thumping back down on the bed, ready for sleep. I heard a few yawns from her end but I could not move from the frozen state that she put me in; and after a few minutes Jasmine was asleep.

????

Her limbs spread wildly across my body as she slept soundly. Jasmine was always a bad sleeper and even worse, she never remembered how hard she kicked you or when she pushed you off the bed in a fit of mad tossing and turning. I simply allowed her to get some sleep since I knew I wouldn’t be able to get any with her half naked body all over me. Sometimes I felt like she did it on purpose to knock me out of sorts- just then I felt the warmth of her breast on my shoulder as she shifted in her sleep then proceeded to drag her body up mine.  I couldn’t stop the way my nipples hardened or how the warmth between my legs suddenly increased- I was horny around her 24/7 but I knew I needed to get her off me if I was going to be able to hold out through another sleepover.

Gently lifting her arms, then legs off of me, I placed her back inside the invisible border I made for us to make sleeping easier. I heard her moan slightly and my neck snapped to her face. She licked her lips slowly, pulling my attention there until she sucked her tongue back in. My breathing began to get shallow and quick as my fingers seemed to move on their own. Tracing gentle lines along her shoulder, I went down her vest slowly, taking time to feel out her thin flesh under the material. Then I got to the edge of her vest…It inched further and further up until I snapped my fingers back and turned swiftly to the opposite side of the bed.

Camille! Stop it! What were you thinking!?” I mentally screamed as I rubbed the hand that was just violating Jasmine’s body.

It burned with erotic warmth that sizzled and called my name…beckoning me to continue, but my resolve was stronger than my lust…or my love for Jasmine.  So I lay silently next to her, putting attention into my breathing so as not to turn around and kiss her passionately but it was all in vain.

Jasmine began wriggling around on the bed like a frenzied worm. Her butt passed mine then nudged at it again until I finally turned around. Her eyes were closed still and she still seemed semi-unconscious so I grabbed her tight and pulled her into my chest. Her head nestled between my breasts and I could hear her whispering some guy’s name. It was probably this new older man she was seeing; and even though she assured me should was a lesbian, she would still have sexual interactions with men- considerably older men.

I cooingly whispered in her ear to keep her anxiety at bay but one brush of her nose against mine then the soft trace of her lips on my skin in the commotion brought a flood of sexual tension surging straight up from my feet to my shoulders. My hand began to hesitantly travel down her back, inching closer to her butt until it was pressed up against the firm flesh. I heaved a sigh of relief when she didn’t shift in my arms but I continued to apply pressure. Ever so gently fondling until I found the edge of her underwear and my fingers teasingly traced the lining. Inch by inch, they slithered up the thin cotton fabric until-

“What are you doing?” mumbled a still very sleepy Jasmine.

“I.. ughh.. I,” I began but nothing coherent came out.

She pried her body from mine, while tugging at her shifted underwear. Jasmine’s eyes burned with a different emotion as I could see the slight betrayal manifest inside them and over run her actions. She grabbed me by my night shirt and pulled me up to her face, not looking away for even a moment.

“What the hell were you thinking Camille!?” she questioned, her words loud and sharp, prickling my entire body that my throat became dry and scratchy.

“I—I wasn’t thinking Jasmine… I just,” the words jumbled on my tongue, leaving behind a trail of blabbering mess that I could not even begin to clean up.

Jasmine was the type of girl always ready for a fight and I was going to be the object of her fists' desire if I didn’t explain fast, but I just couldn’t bring myself to talk. She threw me down on the bed, my head barely missing the headboard and I landed in the plushness of the pillows. She climbed on top me, badgering me with questions that I had answers to but would never share. I watched as her hand raised to strike my face, fist clenched and ready to deliver a thrashing blow; but in that moment it triggered a spark of resistance in me and I grabbed her hand and pulled her down to my level.

Our bodies crushed together as our lips met harshly. I swiftly moved my hand behind her head, rustling the neat pineapple she had made earlier. I heard a slight moan escape her lips which I thought was my imagination guiding me down a path of heartbreak but then the kiss began to soften.  Her tender breath waned over my face and left me stunned. I froze for a second which allowed Jasmine to take control.

Guiding her tongue inside my mouth she stole my air supply leaving me heaving. Never in my wildest dreams would I think that this would ever happen. To have my best friend in the whole world, divulge sweet kisses to me on my bed was more than my mind could take. I began stroking her neck as my sandy blonde hair mingled between our kiss, which made Jasmine giggle on my lips. Her feet on either side of me began to tighten as she grinded against my pelvis.

I could feel every sensation and the uncontrollable warmth grew between my legs. My body longed for skin on skin contact and I was sure as hell going to get it now. Grabbing Jasmine by the waist I controlled her pace on top of me until she could not contain her moans- she was a noisy girl. Then I started to take her off of me, missing every second she was away but flipped her on her back so she was beneath me. A gasp escaped her lips and I inched closer to her face, teasing her lips with my tongue until I kissed her again. It was passionate. Filled with all my pent up lust and hunger for this girl that I couldn’t control my verbal expressions of pleasure just like Jasmine and the sounds of our voices mingled with each-others.

Prying myself from her under protest I began to drop sweet kisses down her neck, just like I had always imagined; taking time to find a possible spot that she may favor. As her voice picked up again around her neck I knew she liked it when I bit and suck hard at her flesh there. I dragged my tongue up the base to her earlobe, nipping it until she was thrashing below me.

“Ugh Camille! …Ughhh…” she moaned as my tongue plunged into her ear.

My voice was muffled because of my mouth being pressed so close against her but I began whispering, “I love you Jasmine, I love you so damn much… I love you… I’ve always loved you,” over and over I kept feeding the words directly through her ear so she would never forget.

I thought I heard her mumble something too but it was way too low for me to understand and I continued my teasing onslaught. Kissing her neck I brought my wet tongue to her collar bone then to her chest. She grabbed a lock full of my hair and tugged when my tongue finally came upon her nipples. I lowered my head to suck her breast as a loud, slow moan seeped through her teeth and she threaded her hands through my hair.

The feeling of being able to pleasure her was merely enough for me as I began sucking.  Her body was so desireable as she whispered my name which gradually got to a shout when I didn’t do as she requested.

“Camille please! Please put your fingers inside me,” she pleaded.

I looked up just long enough to get a glimpse of her face washed in pleasure, drenched in sweat and her mouth open as she gasped for air.

“You’re not going to continue…?” Jasmine asked. Her voice laced with a little exhaustion and lust.

“You want me to continue now,” I retorted…somewhat enjoying my dominance.

She hesitated for a second, as if not knowing how to reply then she whispered, “Yes… I do…please…continue Camille.”

“A couple minutes ago you were about to beat me to a pulp with your small girly hands,” though I knew she was small and quite feminine, she would have still handed my ass to me on a silver platter, “now you want me to continue?” I asked while tracing her breast with my tongue and caressing the other with my free hand.

“I know I was… but Camille I…” her breath caught in her lungs when I nipped her nipple then sucked on it hard, “ I …want this…please …make…love to me tonight…” she whispered.

A quick frisson went straight to my heart as her soft voice pierced my flesh, my emotions, and ingrained itself in my memory- Jasmine begged. She begged to be touched by me… I closed my eyes as I sucked her other breast that I was working with my hand then slid that hand between her legs. Each time I rubbed just close enough to her vagina I could hear her gasp- but I wasn’t ready for there yet.

My best friend lay on the sheets quivering as I lowered my head between her legs. I kissed her toes lightly, and then trailed my tongue up her calf. I repeated the same motion on her other leg. She giggled a little when I worked her toes but that would soon turn to a moan as I planted a firm bite on her inner thigh.

She reeled in front me which caused me to giggle this time then I sucked on the puckered flesh which bruised for sure but with her dark complexion, wasn’t visible yet. Planting another bite on her leg then sucking away the pain I could feel the desire in her that would not be cooled until she was allowed to climax.

“Please Camille! Ugh I can’t take it anymore!” she practically shouted at me, breathless.

I couldn’t take her begging either; it was sending me over the edge. She had me so aroused and she barely even touched me. Poking shallowly at her entrance I watched as Jasmine closed her eyes, arched her back and allowed me full access to her body. She sprawled her legs wildly when I dipped my head and got a taste of her sweet center. I lapped hungrily at her vagina, tasting her for the first time in my life. It was overwhelming and a moan escaped my lips. I continued moaning against her vagina while sucking.

Jasmine began to get forceful as she pushed my head down. My tongue was working at her entrance breathlessly as she clawed my scalp. I could hear her moaning louder and louder, calling my name but it got worse when I slipped one finger inside her. The clingy walls accepted me with a little protest but when I found her spot, and began the ‘come hither’ motion she was almost on edge. I sucked and licked while fingering her which left Jasmine winded.

“Oh gosh Camille! Camille! I’m coming! I’m going to fucking come!” she shouted.

I slowly did the motion, feeling her out until she tightened around my finger then I felt the flush of warmth. The self -accomplished feeling filled me to the brim when I heard her last gasps of staggered breaths leave her mouth. Then she was coming towards me, embracing me, kissing me all over my lips I barely had time to think. This was all so surreal. So unimaginable!

“Jasmine…will you regret this in the morning…?” I slowly asked, afraid of the answer.

“I will never regret tonight Camille…The only reason I reacted the way I did was because of my uncertainty. I wasn’t sure if you really wanted me or if it was a spur of the moment th--ing--”

I began cutting her off with kisses which sent us down on the bed again. She began straddling me. Both our pelvic areas pressed against each-others. I could feel Jasmine inching my underwear from under me then she began to lift my tee shirt off with my help. My naked body was displayed to Jasmine to do what she pleased with me- which she took full advantage of.

The grinding began as she moved her hips slowly up and down. It was a phenomenal feeling, so overwhelming I thought I would climax instantly! I could barely keep my breathing rhythmic as Jasmine lowered her head and sucked my breasts, each one slowly. I called her name in whispers then she kissed me and rubbed her clit against mine passionately. Our wetness was apparent as we effortlessly slid against each other. Up and down with a fervent rhythm that sent me over the edge. I grabbed Jasmine’s hips and stared straight into her big eyes until I couldn’t hold back. Just in that moment she picked up the pace, driving me to call her name without fail.

“I’m coming Jasmine! Ugh Jasmine! Jasmine!” was my constant cry.

“Let’s come together Camille! Yes call for me!” she commanded and I did just that until we climaxed hard from the blissful rubbing and I pulled Jasmine down to rest on my chest.

I kissed her forehead, then her eyelid, then her cheek, then her lips…

“Are you ever going to stop kissing me?” she asked.

“I could never tire of this…” I whispered.

“I love you…” she finished.

 

 


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