Best Friends Story の小説・ストーリー

That was just one of many things I hadn’t told her. “You’re nothing like that, okay? For Christ’s sake, look at you. You’re beautiful. You’re a writer—a popular one, working on her second book. And you’re my BEST FRIEND! If that doesn’t scream identity, I don’t know what does,” she said fiercely. I gave her a small smile. I was her best friend—that was enough. “You never asked who told her that,” I said after a moment. She stilled, her body tensing. “No.”

"Nice to meet you," Collen quickly took my hands and shook them. My hands fell limp to my side. "Is everything okay?" Hannah asked, her green eyes searching mine. "Yeah, just that um, I was about to go to bed when you came," I lied through my teeth. My heart was beating not just within my chest but I could hear it in head. This was the first time I had lied to my best friend in all our twelve years of being friends. "Oh, I was hoping you could stay up with us to watch a movie."

Sasha continued, desperate for something to say in order to fill up the silence, "I don’t think I've ever met anyone like her… she's the only one I can call a friend." "Ouch" Kaleb said, clutching his chest playfully, "You are saying you don't consider me a friend? Such a hurtful thing to say, doll face. You wound me!" Sasha punched him playfully, "Stop calling me, doll face. And you know what I meant. Besides, it's the truth. We have never been friends… Why do you suddenly care about that now?" He turned to face her fully, and Sasha held her breath. "Change is a part of life, is it not?" he asked, then continued without waiting for her to reply, "In fact, some people say it's constant. We w

I blurted out suddenly, tears stinging my eyes. Dam reached for my hand immediately. “Don’t say that,” he said softly. “Shh.” I turned toward him and pressed my index finger against his lips. “Let me finish.” He nodded. “I had two best friends,” I began quietly. “We’d been inseparable since we were five. Same schools, same birthdays, same everything. We were like sisters. But everything changed when we got to the university.” My voice trembled, but I continued. *** Five years ago

*Scarlet* On Christmas Eve 26 years ago, I came into this world, a healthy, baby girl; but I wasn't the only one born on that day. Enter, Cole Caldwell; the other baby in my neighborhood, born Christmas Eve, 26 years ago. Also known as my best friend. His brother Johnny is one of my best friends too, but Cole and I have been attached at the hip since we entered this world. Years and years of sexual tension between us, yet, we NEVER have crossed that line. It's not like I haven't wanted to, the same goes for Cole; we just didn't want to ruin our friendship. Friends having sex, usually, never turns out good. I don't want to lose my best friend over something as simple as SEX. We both just rece

Best friends are best friends for a reason. They tend to know you better than you know yourself, embrace your flaws and celebrate your triumphs and they know just how to pick you up when you need it. We may not have known each other since birth yet since she friended me on my first day at Hudson International Michelle and I have come to know each other inside out.

I couldn't imagine venturing into this new chapter of my life without them by my side. As we continued talking, we shared stories of our favorite adventures together. I reminisced about the time we all went camping and got lost in the woods, only to find our way back to civilization with the help of a friendly park ranger. My best friend, Sarah, chimed in with her own memory of the time we all went skydiving and screamed our heads off in unison as we jumped out of the plane.

"I want something much more than just spending a little time with you." ****** Hi Besties.... I hope you're enjoying the story:) I'll really love your support, thank youuuu

His brow furrows as he tries to remember. “There was one, um…about the six friends? Who all lived in apartments across a hall from each other? Three guys and three girls?” “Besties,” I say, immediately supplying the name of the old sitcom we’ve all watched a thousand times, smiling softly because I absolutely love that he loved this show.

"Get on top of him. Facing the other way." "Like a 69?" I ask, the words escaping before I can censor the hope in my tone. She grins. "Exactly." Fucking hell. Mason's about to put his cock right in my face. Our eyes meet. There's no hesitation. No shame. Just two hot best friends that are about to have their cocks in each other's mouths. I've never had another man do that to me before, but I'm sure I want him to.