Making Out With A Friend Novels & Stories

After dinner, I went back to the room with Moji and we both laid down on the bed, the duvet raised up to our chin. Are we just supposed to go to sleep now? "What do you want us to do?" She asked, as if she could read my mind. Maybe there is telepathy between friends too and not just twins and lovers. "I don't know. This is my first sleep over. I don't even know what they do there." She sat up with a start and she looked down at me with a huge smile plastered on her face. "Karaoke, gisting, playing games and a couple of other things."

I took a sip from the Orange juice and helped Trisi with her cake, it was almost done, out and hot from the oven, we just had to cover it with chocolate and add some whipped cream over it. It was fun being with them. I wished I could talk to my family too. I spent my whole evening just discussing movies and games. I couldn’t imagine how similar we were. All of us lazily laid on the sofa while streaming Friends, something I needed to forget the reality. One more thought and I would have an outburst. Mason left saying he had pack matters to attend and Trisi looked at me, passing a sneaky smirk. ‘how’s Tyson is he good in bed?’ she showed off her pearly white teeth.

Janus said, and I gaped at him in disbelief. “Ok. I get it. Sorry for barging in,” I said sharply. I can’t believe this. “Just make sure this tuned-in friend doesn’t become your best because I am and will forever be your best friend. Do you get it?” I threatened Janus, glaring at Zephyr. Conscious of my gaze, Zephyr pretended to be examining books on the non-existent shelves beside him. “What are we? Toddlers fighting over best friends?” Janus said in an annoyed tone.

Amia “I don’t want to let you go. I like us like this,” Levi teased. “Friends don’t do this,” I said. “Why don’t we decide what we do?” Levi asked. “That sounds great, I’ve been asking you to let me go, maybe we can start there,” I said. “Mm. Why don’t you tell me what it is that friends don’t do?” Levi asked. “Friends don’t spend the night in the same bed, they don’t wake up… snuggling, they don’t sit on top of the other while they lay down,” I say. My eyes dart down to where I’m seated on top of him.

If Chad could fuck her right here, in front of everyone, I'm damn sure he would, he was always a horny mother fucker. I looked across the room and watched Shea. Her mouth was wide open the whole time as she watched her friend make out with Chad. Charity eventually separated the both of them and told them to continue after the game. Chad winked at Shea's friend before they both returned back to where they sat before. Shea stared at her friend with wide eyes as she sat beside her. Her friend said something and they both laughed.

Across the room, I see them. Gwen and CK near the drinks. She’s talking animatedly, gesturing with her cup. He’s listening—nodding, small smile. Then one of his friends—tall, dark-haired, easy grin—slides in. Says something that makes Gwen laugh. He leans closer, compliments her dress. His eyes linger. He’s into her. Obviously. Gwen blushes, plays with her hair. The friend keeps talking—smooth, charming, keeping her attention. CK glances around once.

“I have no idea what I’m doing.” Simone perched at the edge, scrolling through ideas on her phone. “You’re planning a date night, Lia, not negotiating world peace.” “It feels like world peace!” I protested, flipping over dramatically. “It’s four guys. Four. How do you even plan something for four mates at once?!” She snorted. “Easy. You make it about food and cuddling. Boys are simple.” I gave her a flat look. “You do realize my mates are overgrown wolves with egos, right?”

"That's the best you got?" "Well, we have a match tomorrow, so the options are limited. But after we finish kicking ass tomorrow I'm going to take you out to properly commiserate." "Okay." Mitch pulled me into another hug, which lasted far too short a time for my taste. In less than an hour a bunch of members of the team and a few of our other friends were crowded into the room. We didn't actually watch 'Thelma and Louise'. I don't actually remember what we did see, although I put a hard veto on the suggestion of 'Magic Mike'. There was a lot of gossip and a little male bashing, but mostly I remember sitting on Mitch's bed leaning against her, letting her hold me as our friends surrounded us

"I couldn't do something like this in front of you." "Why not? My best friend and I growing up would jerk off together, talk about girls, you know help each other out." I had no idea what "help each other out" really meant at the time. I was young, naive and was honestly frozen not knowing what to think or do next. Then he spoke, "we can jerk off and keep talking it will be fun. I'm already rubbing mine."

—Hiii friend, how are you? —Ale greets me and gives me a hug— where were you? It was strange to me that you weren't at home. We went into my room and sat on the bed. "Ah ..." I didn't know whether to tell my friend what had happened, she always tends to make movies in her mind "I went out with Matt ..." - Are you serious friend? Ale tells me very excited, "and what did they do?" Tell me tell me...