Pussy-Snatchers of New York part 12 of 18

Pussy-Snatchers of New York part 12 of 18

By D Clark 2001

When you were in your room last night I happened to look at your phone. I think you forgot I knew your pass code. I saw some very intriguing links in your browser history. What was one of the last videos you looked at called? Wasn't it titled 'Freedom Princess Donna pegs a guy in the ass?

Cassandra became red and flustered with humiliation. She stammered, you had no right to look at my phone.

Hey, maybe this will teach you a lesson," Sherri teased. "Next time, browse in Private Mode if you are surfing the web during Cassandra naughty time. Pretty kinky stuff, I must say. I can't say I expected that from you.

Fuck it's only porn. I just watch it to get off now and then. Cassandra was on the defensive now.

Now and then according to your history, you watch a couple of these almost every day. Plus it looks like pretty much all the videos have something to do with domination or control.

That just happens to be what I enjoy watching, no big fucking deal.

Why didn't you tell me you were into BDSM? I tell you everything about my sex life. I know a couple people that are in the scene, I could have introduced you.

There's a difference between having a fantasy and living it out.

What exactly is it that excites you? Sherri asked breathily as she stepped closer to Cassandra. Is it the loss of control that arouses you? Giving complete control to someone who owns your mind and body? Sherri was close enough to Cassandra now that she laid her hands on Cassandra's hips. I know exactly how that feels, and it is an amazing experience. Please let me show you. I know how badly you want this.

Cassandra shivered as she felt Sherri's dead-eyed gaze upon her. Cassandra whispered, I just want my friend back.

Sherri smiled and said, It's still me, Cassandra. I'm the same scared little girl who bawled her eyes out on your shoulder after I came out to my parents and was kicked out of their house.

Tell me something only the real Sherri would know, then.

You always dreamed of being a famous author, publishing novels or writing for a magazine. The only reason you stayed at your job this long was because you still held out some hope that your dream might come true someday," Sherri explained. "When you were in middle school you tried writing a novel called 'The Shortest Path', but when you sent the manuscript to a publisher under the pseudonym Lassie Files it was rejected. Sherri was the only person that Cassandra had allowed to read the first draft of her unpublished book. Only Sherri could possibly know the reason Cassandra had gotten her job and stayed at it this long. Cassandra had to accept that despite her strange behavior, this person in front of her was still her best friend.

Sherri looked down at the floor and said, let me tell you something you don't know. Yesterday, I wasn't lying to you or just saying it to try and get into your pants. I really have had a crush on you for years. In fact, you might be the reason I am gay.

What? Cassandra asked incredulously. Why didn't you ever tell me?

Sherri looked up. I was scared to. I didn't want you to reject me and end up losing my best friend too. It all started when I saw you changing into your pajamas when you slept over in sixth grade. I had already been wondering why I didn't feel like I fit in at school and why I felt so different from the other girls. When I caught a glimpse of you naked, I just knew.

Cassandra was shocked by her friend's admission. She could even remember the exact sleepover Sherri was referring to. This was back when Cassandra could change in front of Sherri without a single thought concerning her friend's sexuality. Cassandra had noticed Sherri staring at her naked, pubescent body but thought nothing of it at the time. Cassandra had thought perhaps Sherri noticed and was curious about Cassandra's developing breasts and the hair beginning to grow on her pubis. After discovering Sherri's sexuality a few years later, Cassandra knew that Sherri had been a lot more curious about the changes to her body than she initially realized.

Sherri wrapped her arms around her friend but Cassandra was unwilling to return the embrace. Sherri held her friend tightly nonetheless as she continued speaking, I've had sex with over a hundred women in my lifetime, but the only one I ever really wanted was you. Every time I sleep, I dream that you will be next to me when I wake up. Every morning I awake disappointed. I've wanted to tell you this for so long.

Cassandra felt a little guilty for refusing Sherri's advances, but still wanted to remain steadfast in her opposition to becoming a homosexual. She patted her friend lightly on the back instead of hugging her as she asked. Aren't you afraid that I will just reject you now after years of waiting to finally tell me this? What has changed?

This time I know you will be mine. Sherri smiled mischievously at Cassandra. Will you please just do this for me Sherri begged?

Cassandra sighed and realized that she was through with fighting. Her curiosity had also gotten the best of her. She held her arms around Sherri and asked resignedly. What do you want me to do?

Now that Sherri had her friend in her arms, she hugged her back even tighter. Just one small thing anything else we might do will be entirely up to you.

Well, tell me what is so we can get this over with.

Sherri removed an arm from around Cassandra and stuck her hand down the front of her jeans. She rubbed beneath her panties for a few seconds before taking her hand out and extending it up towards Cassandra. Just a taste, Sherri told her friend.

Gross? Are you serious? Cassandra asked.

Sherri nodded. Her wet fingers were a few inches away from Cassandra's mouth. Just have a quick taste, Cassandra thought, tell her you don't like it and maybe this will be over with. As Sherri's fingers drew closer to her mouth Cassandra detected a familiar, sweet smell mixed with Sherri's natural scent. A voice popped in her head and insisted she take Sherri's finger in her mouth and suck on it. It promised untold pleasures that were to come as soon as she submitted. If the voice was this strong after just smelling Sherri, how strong would it be after Cassandra tasted her?

What's going to happen? Cassandra asked fearfully. She both dreaded and strangely anticipated the possibilities of what would happen next.

Your whole world is going to change. Don't worry, you will love it. Sherri said. Sherri put her finger on Cassandra's lip and Cassandra stuck out her tongue out to lick the tip. As the sweet taste hit Cassandra's tongue, a wave of pleasure came over her. It rippled throughout her entire body but centered in her loins. The strange, yet familiar voice she had been hearing every time she came in contact with the sweetness suggested more insistently what Cassandra should do next. Cassandra found that she could no longer resist the voice's commands and truly had no desire to. Cassandra opened her mouth and moved it down over Sherri's finger. The sweetness tasted even stronger as Cassandra began sucking on Sherri's finger and the pleasure rocking her body increased. Sherri added another one of her fingers that had the same sweet juice on it to Cassandra's mouth. Cassandra let out a guttural moan as the pleasure flowing through her body doubled.

The voice mentioned how soft and inviting Sherri's lips looked right now. Cassandra agreed and slowly moved her mouth off of Sherri's fingers. As Sherri's middle finger left Cassandra's mouth, she kissed and licked the tip of it. Cassandra aggressively pulled her friend closer to plant a kiss on her lips. They gave each other's lips a few quick pecks before Sherri opened her mouth to allow Cassandra's tongue to enter. Cassandra made out with a woman for the first time in her life, and it was with her best friend. Cassandra had her arms wrapped around Sherri's neck while Sherri scratched her fingers lightly up and down Cassandra's back. The two of them took turns sticking their tongues in each other’s mouths. The receiver licked and sucked on the visiting tongue exploring their mouth. Cassandra reflected on how Sherri was by far the best kisser she had ever been with. Sherri's flexible, experienced tongue made playful teases and dirty promises as it moved in Cassandra's mouth.

Sherri brought her hands up to feel Cassandra's breasts over her blouse. Sherri squeezed and caressed her friend’s tiny breasts. Sherri's hands felt spectacular on Cassandra's chest as they massaged her tits. Cassandra moaned into Sherri's open mouth, causing the ebony beauty to suck Cassandra's tongue into her mouth and make out with her friend even more strongly. Sherri's teeth bit lightly against Cassandra's lips and her tongue licked the sides of Cassandra's face when it was not busy inside her mouth.

The voice chimed in again to remind Cassandra how tight and fit Sherri's ass looked. Cassandra silently thanked the voice for the suggestion and brought her hands down Sherri's back. Cassandra put her hands down inside the back of Sherri's jeans to sample her friend’s posterior for herself. Sherri's bare buns felt surprisingly cool to the touch, but smooth and supple between Cassandra's fingers. Cassandra squeezed and pinched her friend’s ass causing Sherri to yelp in pain. Cassandra used her grip to pull Sherri closer as their kissing grew even more passionate.

Sherri broke the kiss after another minute and lowered herself to her knees. She put her hands on the waist of Cassandra's skirt and yanked it down to the floor in one swift motion. Cassandra gasped as her underwear and bare legs were suddenly unveiled. Cassandra stepped carefully out of her skirt with her high heels still on and kicked the skirt away with a flick of her toe. Cassandra still wore the same unflattering underwear, but Sherri remarked on it favorably, Even you can make granny panties look sexy, Cass.

Sherri kissed Cassandra on her stomach and began to lick her belly just above where Cassandra's curly pubic hair began. Sherri kissed her way down the inside of Cassandra's thigh and then took a long lick up into the corner of Cassandra's pelvis. Cassandra let out a moan as Sherri slowly licked through her underwear from the bottom of Cassandra's pussy up to her clitoris. Cassandra took Sherri by the hand and pulled her up. She led Sherri to the couch, desire burning in her eyes. Cassandra sat, on one end of the couch while Sherri sat facing her on the other end. Cassandra slowly and seductively unbuttoned the buttons of her blouse one at a time. She playfully pretended to fumble with the last button that would reveal her bra.


BY nutbuster