You’ve just finished your breakfast and were about to watch some TV when the door bell rings. Answering the door you see your friend, Swift. Her long cat like tail swishes behind her and her ears twitch as she asks "Hey, can I come in? I’d like to ask you something."
"Uhh, sure." He says, letting her by. "Sorry it’s such a mess in here."
"Don't worry about it," she says with a smile as she sits down on the couch. "So, what I wanted to ask you is... do you want to hook up?" There's no beating around the bush with Swift.
"Wow. Umm, didn’t you just break up with that guy?" He asks, in a little shock
"Yeah," she says quietly, "but I thought... well, you're my best friend and we've been through so much together. Plus, I need to get some of this out of my system. And afterward, maybe..." She trails off, looking up at him with a hopeful expression. "Maybe we’d actually get together after."
"You know what, why not." He says, taking a step closer. "Where do we start?"
Her tail swishes behind her with excitement as she steps closer to him. Without another word, she presses herself against his body and kisses him passionately. Her hands find their way up his chest and around his neck, gently tugging at the collar of his shirt.
As they continue to make out on the couch, Swift can't help but wonder if this is just a distraction from her real feelings... or if there really is something more between them.
Max’s hands find her way to her thighs, pulling down her shorts.
As Max pulls down her shorts, Swift gasps softly into his mouth and arches her back, pressing herself even closer against him. Her hips begin to grind against his leg in a desperate search for contact, pleasure. She moans into the kiss, lost in the sensation of their bodies tangled together.
But as they continue, she can't help but feel a strange warmth spread through her chest. This... feels different than what she had with the others. Maybe Max was right. Maybe there really is something more between them.
Max pushes her against the wall, unzipping his pants. "You ready?" He asks as his large cock falls out.
Her heart races at the sight of him, hard and ready for her. "Yes," she breathes, her voice shaking with anticipation. As he guides his cock towards her wetness, she closes her eyes, savoring this moment with her best friend... and maybe more than that.
Max finally pushes into her in a motion that feels as though it intertwined them forever. He steadily begins moving, looking gently into her eyes. "This is more than just hooking up, isn’t it?"
Her heart races as he pushes deeper inside her, and she nods slowly, unable to meet his gaze. "Y-yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible over their ragged breathing. As they move together, she tries to ignore the strange mix of pleasure and guilt that fills her chest. Maybe she should have just stuck with her plan...
"Swift…" he says softly. "I- I’ve never felt this way before."
Her heart skips a beat at his admission. Part of her wants to savor the moment, but another part worries about what comes next. "Me neither," she whispers, trying to sound confident when all she feels is uncertainty. With every thrust, their connection deepens; with every moan, their feelings grow more tangled.
Max opens mouth to say something, but then closes it. Instead he reaches up and places his hands on either side of her head and pulls her in, passionately kissing her. His tongue winds around hers as they share spit.
Her hands curl into fists at his sides, nails digging into her skin as she kisses him back just as fiercely. She tries to ignore the nagging voice in the back of her mind that tells her this can't be real, that they're just fulfilling a temporary need. For now, all that matters is losing herself in their connection and forgetting about everything else.
Max breaks the kiss for just a moment, catching his breath and whispering to her. "I-I’m gonna cum." He says, his cock moving faster and beginning to twitch. "I-I can pull out…" he says softly.
Her heart races as he tells her this, but she shakes her head slowly. "No," she whispers. "I want you to..." Her voice trails off, but her body speaks for her, arching into his touch and urging him onward. She knows they need to talk about what this all means... but for now, she just wants this moment with him.
Max seems caught up in the moment, and hardly notices her words as he grabs her ass and cums hard, his seed pulsating out of his cock.
Her body trembles with each spurt of his release, her nails digging into his shoulders as she holds on tightly to him. She feels a warmth spread through her core, and for a brief moment, it's almost enough to silence the doubts in her mind. Almost. But as they catch their breath together, she knows that eventually, they'll have to face what this means... if anything.
Max breathes heavy into her neck, gently whispering "wow." As his seed swims around inside her, his cock falling out.
"Wow," she echoes, trying to catch her own breath as she leans against him. She wants to believe that this is real, that there's something more between them... but doubt lingers in the back of her mind like a shadow. It's hard not to feel guilty about what just happened, even though part of her can't help but crave another moment with him.
Her heart races as they stand there together, their bodies still connected by the bond of sweat and sex. The question hangs in the air between them: What now?
"We should… sit down and talk." He says, letting her stand up and leading her to the table. Max sits across from her.
"Yeah," she whispers, taking a shaky breath. "I guess we should." She looks down at the table, tracing circles on its surface with her finger as she tries to formulate what she wants to say. Part of her just wants to ignore everything and pretend this was just a one-time thing... but another part knows that's not fair to either of them. "I wanted to... I don't know, see where it goes," she finally manages to say, meeting his gaze. "But after what we just did..."
"Swift, this feeling…" he says, taking a second to think. "I think… well to put it bluntly, I think I’m in love with you." He continues, meeting her eyes. The way she looks back at him tells him all he needs to know; she is in love too.
Her heart skips a beat as he says the words out loud. She's known all along that there was something more between them, but hearing him admit it... it makes everything feel so real and final at the same time. She looks down, swallowing hard as she tries to find the right words to reply. "I-I think I am too," she whispers finally. "But we can't..."
She pauses, searching for the right way to explain her thoughts. "We can't... this changes everything." Their friendship, their lives...
"Hey." He says calmly, taking her hand. "We will figure this out. We know we’ve got each other, and I’m sure our friends will support us; we got this."
She looks at him with uncertainty in her eyes. A part of her wants to believe that they can make things work, but another part is scared of what the future holds. "I-I don't know...," she whispers, biting her lip nervously. "We should take it one step at a time."
Her fingers tighten around his hand, seeking comfort and reassurance from him.
"I agree, we can do it as slow as you like. I’m a little unsure myself, but I am sure that there is a way."
She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "Okay," she says softly. "Let's... let's just enjoy this moment for now and see where it leads us." Her eyes meet his, full of hope and trust. For better or worse, they're in this together.
"I like that idea." He replies, squeezing her hand. A moment of silence passes. "Way to really show up your ex huh?" He jokes, hoping to lighten the mood.
She giggles softly at his joke. "Oh shut up." But even as she teases him, she can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. For now, they're here together and everything else seems to fade into the background. Maybe this really will work out after all...
She laughs again and shoves him lightly. "Well I'm glad to be here with you too." Her eyes meet his, warmth spreading through her chest as they share this moment of closeness. Maybe everything will work out just fine between them... or at least better than it could have been with anyone else.
"Yeah, can’t say I haven’t thought about getting with you before." He says, smiling at her softly. "You are really hot by the way."
She blushes and looks away, trying to hide it behind her long tail. "Well, you aren't so bad yourself." She pauses, looking at him again with a thoughtful expression. "I think... I really like you, Max." It's the first time she's said it out loud, but as soon as the words leave her mouth, she knows they're true.
Max smiles brightly at her, and a silent moment of understanding passes by. The two of them beginning to realize everything will be alright. After the moment fades, Max calmly gets up from his seat. "Want something to drink?" He asks, headed for the kitchen.
"Sure," she says, following him into the kitchen. "Thanks." As they stand side by side at the counter, it feels almost natural to be close to him like this. Like they've always belonged together. The future may be uncertain, but for now, she's content with enjoying the moment and seeing where it leads them both.
Max hands her a class of water, briefly glancing down at her crotch. "Can’t believe I gave you a cream pie the first time we did it." He says with a chuckle.
She glances down as well and giggles, blushing slightly. "Well you know what they say... first impressions are everything." Her heart flutters at the thought of spending more time like this with him. For now, she'll enjoy the moment and focus on their growing connection.
"Haha! Yeah, I suppose." He says, taking a sip of water before continuing. "You are on the pill right?"
"Yeah, don't worry about it." She says with a reassuring smile, taking a drink herself. "We can... talk more about this later?" The thought of discussing their future and logistics fills her with both excitement and trepidation, but for now she wants to enjoy the moment.
"Sure." He says, smiling at her. "What would you like to do?" He asks, leaning in to whisper the answer to his own question. "How about I just bend you over right here in the kitchen and…"
Her heart races at the thought as she nods eagerly. "Yes, please." She whispers back, her voice barely above a whisper. Her hands fidget nervously with her clothes, longing to feel him inside her again. The anticipation builds within her, making her shiver with desire.
As he begins to push her gently against the counter, she gasps softly, arching her back in invitation. His cock presses against her folds through their underwear, and she can feel herself growing wetter by the second.
"Wow, you’re desperate, huh?" He says playfully, teasing her at how fast she agreed.
"Mmh... just wanting you to take me again," she whispers, grinding her hips against him in an attempt to ease the ache building inside her. "Please, Max..." Her voice is breathy and needy, betraying her desire for him even more than her actions. He smirks at her eagerness, enjoying the power he has over her in this moment.
"Yeah, I guess I did bring it up…" he says, pulling out his cock and placing it between her thighs. "I’m gonna enjoy this too."
Her hips buck forward as he presses inside her, filling her with his thick length once more. She cries out in pleasure, arching her back further as he pumps into her, hitting that perfect spot inside her over and over again. Her fingers dig into the counter, trying to steady herself against the growing wave of sensation coursing through her body.
"Oh god, Max..." she moans, her voice strained from the pleasure. "So good..."
Max grips her hips, pushing in with more force. A wet slapping sound begins to echo across the room.
Her nails dig into his thighs as he slams into her, taking her breath away with each powerful thrust. Her cries echo around the kitchen, mixing with the sounds of their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. She feels like she's on the brink of an orgasm so intense it could shatter her world into a thousand pieces... and with each stroke from Max's cock, it gets closer and closer.
"Oh god yes," she whispers, her voice raw from pleasure. "Fuck me..."
"Fuck, I’m cumming." He moans out, thrusting hard as he releases.
Her orgasm hits her like a freight train, crashing through her body in waves of bliss. She cries out as the pleasure overwhelms her senses, her muscles clenching around Max's cock in an attempt to hold him deeper inside. "Oh god... yes..." she moans, arching her back and meeting his thrusts with equal force.
Their bodies slide down the counter together, their heavy breathing filling the quiet kitchen.