homewreckinghabits: Audrey and you were best friends growing up. You lived down the block from each
homewreckinghabits: Audrey and you were best friends growing up. You lived down the block from each other, and you hung out more days of the week than not growing up.Somewhere around middle school, your lifestyle and hers started catching up to the two of you. You both loved playing video games, but your parents had you playing sports year around: football in the fall, hockey in the winter, soccer in the spring, and summer hockey inbetween. Audrey’s parents wouldn’t allow her to play sports; they were worried about injuries and concussions, and her dad was conservative to the point that when Audrey asked, he’d say “Sports are a man’s activity; not for a girl.”Compounded by the sweet tooth she’d always had, her inactive lifestyle led her to get chubby, then fat, then obese. Meanwhile, though you played games with her all the time, your active schedule and your drive to do well on your teams earned you a fit athletic body.By high school, your body types shaped your social interactions like they always do with immature teenagers. You were a stud; you didn’t get the best grades, but combined with your varsity status on the football, hockey, and soccer teams, your body got you looks from most of the girls in school, and a number of dates. Meanwhile, Audrey was picked on for her weight, and because she lacked hobbies beyond video games, she was also picked on for her nerdiness. Hell, she even got picked on some for being half black, half white.You hung out with her during the school day when you could, but you couldn’t be at her side all the time. People refrained from making fun of her when she was with you, either afraid of your reaction or afraid you might not like them for it. And when you walked up on people making fun of her, you always gave them a piece of your mind, called them cowards for bullying, and sent them on their way. Your popularity grew for your willingness to protect someone who couldn’t defend herself. Ironic, you thought, considering a lot of those people who idolized you for your defense of Audrey were the same people who were bullying her to begin with.You dated a lot of girls throughout high school. Having a lot of options and not having the age to have patience made you get bored with them quickly and pick up new ones frequently. Somehow even this didn’t tarnish your reputation. The only thing you felt somewhat guilty about was that you knew Audrey had a crush on you. But… As awesome as she was (funny and smart and with similar hobbies to your own)… she wasn’t attractive, because she was fat. Still, she did a good job of trying to hide it from you, which made it easier for you to ignore as well, so you could continue your friendship.After high school and a fun transitional summer, you each went to different colleges. You went to your state’s big-time college and worked your way steadily to your bachelor’s in teaching. Audrey, unsurprisingly, wanted nothing to do with the state where she grew up being picked on by everyone. She wanted as fresh a start as possible, so she moved across the country to a different college.The two of you promised to keep in close contact, and you did for a few months; but messages got scarcer, phone calls practically ceased, and over those 5 years, you slowly lost contact aside from playing Xbox with her when your schedules gave you both the free time to do so, which was rare.In your senior year, you met Christina: a gorgeous blonde journalism major with a quick wit. You ran into her at several parties, hit it off, and began dating. It was a whirlwind. She went to your grandfather’s funeral with you and comforted you. She helped push you to succeed in your new work environment. She cooked well, and she made love to you well. You moved in with each other before graduating, and within a year of your graduation, you proposed to her. She was amazing for you, and you knew you couldn’t get much better. In another half year, you sent out your invitations. Your only request to Christina was that, as unorthodox as it might be, that if she said yes, your best friend Audrey could stand on your side, even though she was a girl. It took some convincing, but your fiancée eventually agreed. You called Audrey.When you told her on the phone, there was a prolonged silence. “Aud?” You’d asked. “Um, yeah, sorry, I was on mute,” she replied. “Yeah, that’s amazing! Good for you. Can I come celebrate with you in person? You just graduated, I’ve got some free time, c’mon, it’s been years, let’s hang out!” You agreed, excited as hell to hang out with your best friend for the first time since high school. You told Christina, and even she was excited. You set a date for her to come visit. When the day of her visit came, nothing could have surprised you for what you opened the door to.It was Audrey, upon a second’s reflection and mental comparison to the girl you remembered from high school, but barely. She had flowing, wavy black hair. Her brows were perfect, and even with light makeup, her eyes popped in a way that anyone might fall in love with them in an instant. She gave you a big toothy grin as she saw you, and you realized her lips were perfectly kissable (had they always been?), and… shit, had she even gotten a teeth whitening? Her teeth were pearly white.Then there was her body. It was perfect. Where she did have curves, they were there in the perfect proportions, with equally perfect muscle. Her breasts looked like she’d gotten implants, but it was possible that when she’d lost all that weight, the fat that she held onto may have conveniently stuck around there. Either way, you were stunned. Her skin was incredible, too: perfect, smooth, wonderfully tanned; far from the acne covered teen skin you recalled.And there was the way she was dressed. It was modest enough to not get the cops called on her in public, but a tight red shirt with cleavage, a skirt too short to possibly be called modest, and… White stockings? If she’d worn heels too, she might as well have been a high class escort.“…What, don’t recognize your best friend?” She said teasingly with a curt bow, before moving up quickly and embracing you. You bewilderedly returned her hug, and she held onto you for a good ten seconds before withdrawing. “Gosh, I’ve missed you.” “Yeah, I’ve missed you too,” you replied. “It’s great to see you. You look…”“I know. You remember high school. I was done with that life, so I made getting fit as much a goal as I did graduating when I moved away. Honestly, I didn’t want you to see me until I felt I’d changed enough. But I guess this is gonna have to be enough!” She shrugged“Are you kidding me, Audrey? You look amazing. Shit, you look perfect.”She blushed. “Anyway, where’s the girl?”“She’s at work. She’ll be back by 8.”“Good.”“What?”“Uh, good, that gives us time to play some games! You still have your Xbox hooked up? You’d better not if you don’t want to get humiliated in Halo.”“Oh, you don’t even know what you just unleashed upon yourself.”“Actually, I think I do.” She grinned deviously.You sat down on the loveseat together and turned on the Xbox. You killed each other back and forth, competing with such fierce determination that you almost stopped thinking about how Audrey looked like an absolute dream now. You were having all sorts of fun, and you were one kill away from beating Audrey in a best of seven series. As you aimed the rocket launcher at her character, she saw it on your screen, and let go of her controller, jumping over your lap to grab your controller from you. “No!” She shouted, trying to wrest the controller from your grip.You tried to take it back from her, but you could feel her gaining control of it through better leverage. Meanwhile, she was leaned over your lap, and you could see her ass peaking out from beneath her surprisingly short plaid skirt. You didn’t even notice as you struggled for the controller, but she must have, because she took one hand off the controller and put it on your cock through your shorts, making you gasp, before pushing against it to roll off your lap with the controller. “Sucker,” she exclaimed.You watched your character slowly aim the rocket launcher at his own feet before you shouted “no!” and jumped off the couch to the floor with her, grabbing at the controller.She tossed the controller as you got near, put her hand on your neck, and pressed her lips to yours. They were soft, wet, delicious… You pulled away.“Audrey, what the fuck,” you asked offended, pulling back.“You know how I’ve always felt about you,” she said, rubbing your neck lovingly with her hand. “And I know you’ve always loved me, even if just as a friend, because I wasn’t attractive at all. Well, now I am.”She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it away, then pulled her skirt down over her stocking-covered legs, tossing that. She lay on her side, leaning slightly forward, giving you a look down her incredible cleavage, and wearing a sultry face as she displayed the perfect body she’d spent five years cultivating for you.“Look, I’m sure your girl’s nice, and maybe even pretty,” said Audrey, appealing to your logical side, probably knowing that that side of you was a lot more lenient while the primal side of you took her perfect, sexy image in. “But I know everything about you. Your favorite food, your favorite color, movie, band, song… Baby, we did everything together. Everything but give each other sexual pleasure.”She crawled enticingly toward you and pushed you on your back, leaning over you and running her hand into your shorts. She wrapped her hand around your cock, and you moaned as she removed your shorts and briefs as she stroked you.“I even know what you like in that department. I know you like a fit girl who still has some curves. I know you like big breasts, and a girl who wears enough makeup to stand out, but not so much she looks like a whore.” She stroked your cock, bringing it closer to her chest so that the base and your balls rested against her soft breasts. It felt amazing. You looked down, and you noticed…“Yeah, that’s exactly how I look, isn’t it? That’s right. I’m your dream girl, love. I know exactly what you want. And that’s what I want to be. I want to be your girl. The girl you’ve always wanted to fall for. The one you want to fuck, play games with, watch movies with, show off at public events. All those little sluts always used to be so proud of having you on their arm in high school. I want to be proud of having you on my arm, but I want you to be proud of having me on your arm too.”You were stunned. She was perfect. She looked perfect, she felt perfect, and this was still the same girl you’d always been best friends with; her personality was perfect. You’d always loved her as a friend, but now…She stepped over your thighs, and with one hand moved her panties to the side, and with the other, guided your cock into her pussy. She must’ve been wet before, because you slid in very easily, and you moaned at feeling her tight warmth engulf your manhood.“Finally! I’ve… waited… so long for… this!” she slowly rode your cock up and down, eliciting moans of pleasure from both of you. You noticed a couple tears running down her cheeks, along with a smile that was not just of carnal pleasure, but of emotional happiness as well. It was amazing. It was love-inducing.She leaned forward and kissed you passionately as she continued to grind her hips. As you held her lower and upper back to help thrust, one of her hands lay against your chest, over you heart, and another reached for your hip to help set the pace of your thrusts to match hers.“Cum for me, please,” she said, increasing your pace. “Please, I’ve wanted this for… Oh, oh god I want it so much.” It was clear she had no intention of having you pull out, but the knowledge that she wanted your cum in her so bad because she loved you was an insane turn-on. You wanted to give her your cum as much as she wanted it. You increased your pace even further, and you both moaned loudly as you approached your orgasm.“I’m, cumming…!” You said to her, and she made sure to keep riding you, but kept her hips low to take your full length as you sprayed your seed into her womb. “Yes, yes baby, give it to me!” she said as you bucked wildly. You could tell she was cumming at the same time as you did by her facial expression.After you finished, she slowly dismounted you, then lay next to you on the floor, laying one leg over yours and her hand on your chest. When you looked over at her, still practically paralyzed by the pleasure you’d just experienced, you met her eyes. She had a calm, loving smile, on her lips and in her eyes as she stared upon you, then moved her hand from your chest to your face to stroke it.“I’ve always loved you… You know that. And I know you loved me as your best friend. Now that I look like this, you can love me as something more.”“But Christina… Audrey, I…”“I’m sure she’s great. But we’re meant to be together. Have you ever met someone who knows you and gets along with you like me?”“No…” You admitted. “…You’re right. You’re right, Aud. I’ve never felt like I just did. My heart’s exploding. I do love you.”She pulled you in close and kissed you. You felt her lightly shaking, and you felt a drop of water hit your cheek. “I know..”“…Oh, and I’m on birth control, by the way. You’re getting a lot more sex with sexy new me before we discuss kids,” said Audrey, toweling off in the bathroom. “… But what about Christina? I can’t just end it with her right now for no reason,” you asked as you dressed later after your third round of sex and a shower.“I know. You wouldn’t do that; you’re a better person than that. One of the reasons I love you. It’ll have to be over time. We’ll figure out how to sabotage things a little bit at a time… Make it seem like these things were inevitable, and maybe the two of you just weren’t meant to work out.” Audrey spoke as she smiled at you from the bathroom doorway, buttoning up a sweater that was much more modest than the shirt she’d worn earlier. Even in less revealing attire, she was still the most beautiful sight you’d ever beheld.“That makes sense. That could work,” you agreed.“But ‘til then, including this trip, I’m gonna keep you very empty.” She winked.Just then, you heard keys jingling at the door.As it opened, Audrey exlaimed, “Hiiiii!” and hugged your soon-to-be-not fiancée as if she were a close girl friend. “I’ve heard so much about you. I’m Audrey. I’m so excited about your future with my best friend!”Right, sure she was. -- source link