Coming home to a surprise(closed)

She didn't know what to do next, it wasn't like she did this often, or ever really. She'd never, ever actually confessed feelings for anyone, and she certainly hadn't been held like this when she'd had feelings for someone. This was special, even if he didn't know what he was feeling, she didn't care, he hadn't pushed her away and that was what really mattered. He was making this better than she would have thought it was going to go. "Sorry for what?" she asked him, turning around to look him in the eye. He didn't have anything to be sorry for, not from her perspective.
 
"You must not have noticed" he said laughing a little and then smiled her her. "hey turn back around I was enjoying that...besides I don't have to see your ugly face that way" he said teasing her playfully and punching her in the arm. He wanted to let her know everything was fine. Despite wanting to do some new things with her he also knew she was just the same old Ashley he didn't want things to really change between them.
 
She pushed him gently, eyes narrowing playfully. "I see how it is. I tell you how I feel and you call me ugly, I feel so special." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm but her eyes were laughing. She took a few steps backward and sat down on his bed, flopping backward with an impressive sigh. "So...now that I have that embarrassing little annoucement out of the way, what's next on our agenda?" She didn't want things to change, either, not in any way that was bad. She didn't want awkward or uncomfortable, she just wanted to keep her friend, and maybe have a little more than friendship happening.
 
He watched her lay on his bed and he smiled as an evil idea came to his head. He walked over to her and then straddled her and started tickling her sides. He laughed as she started to wiggle and laugh "I see your still ticklish" he said as he continued, his hands moving over her sides, feeling her bra and pushing it up subtly.
 
He knew her way too well. He knew exactly how to torture her by tickeling her. She was giggling uncontrollably and gasping for air. "C'mon, stop that!" she said through her laughing, trying to get away from him. His hands got higher and she gasped a little quietly through it all, all of the laughter that she wasn't going to get over anytime soon.
 
"Make me" he said as he continued to tickle her and push up her bra. His hands started to work over the sides of her exposed breasts but he was still tickling her and he hoped she wouldn't notice. He loved how she squirmed under him but if he wasn't careful he would end up poking her with the thing that was growing between his legs now.
 
She grabbed at his hands, trying to stop him breathlessly. This was so not unusual for them, except for her eariler revelation. She dimly noticed that her bra was riding its way up her breasts, but she was a little too distracted by being tickeled. She was really, overly tickelish, it overwhelmed everything else. She didn't stop her efforts to get away from him, though, still wiggling underneath him, trying to free herself. She really hated it when she was being tickeled.
 
He continued to tickle her until her bra was all the way off her breasts and he worked his way up to her armpits, tickling her there. He smiled down at her as she wiggled and laughed. "Do you surrender" He said looking down at her, a playful glimmer in his eye.
 
"To you, never?" she said with false confidence. She'd be giving in any moment now, and as soon as she'd had enough she was laughing, "Ok, ok, I give up." She could hardly breathe at this point, and she was trapped under him, she couldn't exactly fight back right now.
 
He smiled and rolled off of her smiling at her. "There, Better?" he said and messed up her hair. He laid there waiting for her to notice where her bra was and to see what she would do. He looked over at her and saw that her nipples were hard, poking through her top.
 
It was pretty impossible not to noitce where her bra was. It was very uncomfortable to have a bra sitting like that on her, but she didn't touch it for the moment. She wanted to see what he would do. "See what you did?" she asked with a laugh. "It either needs to come off or you need to fix it." She was so tired to waiting, and even if nothing happened, she'd at least be able to say she tried, that had to count for something.
 
He smiled at her and shook his head "I don't know what your talking about" he said pulling her leg. He then looked down at her breasts again, hoping she didn't notice. Part of him wanted to remove the bra from her body but he was afraid that she would get mad. Now that he knew her feelings for him part of her wanted to see how far her love would allow them to go sexually.
 
She laughed, squirming a little becuase it really was uncomfortable to have her clothes arranged like this. "I think you do." She didn't know if he'd actually do anything, but she wouldn't say no. She didn't really want to go to college a virgin, and there wasn't really anyone else she would trust here in their small town, so she wouldn't say no, at all. It was best to lose your virginity to someone you loved, right? She'd always heard that, and she figured it was true.
 
He bit his lip nervously, pulling a bit of skin off of it. "Umm...well maybe I do but it was your fault" he said teasingly and then reached over, his hands shaking a little" and started to fumble with her bra. "Oh do you get these damn things off" he said running his hands over her bra looking for a way to remove it. His hands ran behind her back and he found the clasps to it and then started to fumble with them. It took him a minute but he finally got it unclasped "there now your free" he said with a chuckle. "Do...do you want me to take it off your body to?"
 
She laughed softly, not at him, but at his comment. She arched her back for him, letting him get to the clasps and sighing a little in relief when it was undone and loose again. "You can do...whatever you want," she said slowly. She wasn't sure how he'd take that, but it seemed like the right thing to say. He could do whatever with her, she was alright with it.
 
He blushed a little "I don't think you want me to do that" he said and then reached for the bottom of her shirt "but if you insist" he said starting to pull it up. When she sat up so he could take it off he bit his lip again and blushed but removed her shirt, dropping it on the floor. This was the first time he had seen her topless and he loved what he saw. He reached out and pulled the bra off of her body, dropping it on top of her shirt. He wasn't sure what to do next but he could see she was slightly excited, her nipples were partially erect.
 
She noticed the blush and grinned to herself, sitting up so he could get the shirt off. She wasn't embarrassed about her body, not at all. She didn't have the biggest breasts, but they weren't anything to be embarrassed about either. "Who said I don't want that?" she asked him, grinning at him. "Why shouldn't I want you to do whatever you want?"
 
"Well were friends and I don't want anything to change that...and well...sex might change that" he said blushing brightly, not really believing he just said that. "But...there is part of me...that wants that with you" he said looking into her eyes, waiting for her to get mad or run away. Now it was his turn to be embarrassed about being honest.
 
"What if I don't care? What if things change for the better? I think it's worth that risk," she said softly, turning her body toward him. "We've both been waiting for someone special, but what if we're that special person for each other? I'd rather do this now, with you, than with someone I barely know." She just knew that this felt right, and she wanted to know what it was like before she was officially on her own.
 
"Well...I don't know" he said and then smiled at her and pulled her into his lap "I might need some convincing" he said seeing what she would do to convince him. He looked at her breasts and saw that her nipples were fully hard. "Must be cold in here" he said running a finger over her nipples quickly.
 
She bit her lip when he touched her, that simple touch across her nipples running through her like an electric current. "Really?" She asked, her voice a little thicker and lower than usual, but also playful. "You need convincing?" She leaned in to kiss him softly, her way of convincing him. She honestly didn't think he was going to push her away.
 
He kissed her back and his eyes closed. His arms wrapped around her back, his hands cupping her shoulder blades and drew her to him gently. After a moment he broke the kiss and smiled at her "What else you got" he asked. She would be able to tell he was getting excited though because his cock was starting to get hard, poking her in the side of the leg.
 
This just felt right. Being close to him like this felt like the right thing to do. She laughed softly again. "Not too much," she admitted. "You should just give in now, cuz I dunno how convincing I can actually be." She could feel him beneath her, she knew she was having some kind of effect, but she didn't know how much of an effect it really was, or if he was just imagining.
 
"Well....okay but if this ruins our friendship I'm blaming you" he said teasingly as he kissed her neck and then kissed up to her lips, capturing them and then he spanked her playfully on the butt. His cock jumped as the sound of her hand on her jean clad butt rang through the room and he did it again, hitting her other cheek and then he started pushing her onto her back, laying on top of her gently. He cupped her right breast in his hand and started squeezing it gently.
 
She laughed, once at that. She somehow doubted that this would seriously jeopardize their friendship. It just wasn't how they were. They'd always been close, this was just another step in things. She gasped a little into the kiss when he smacked her ass, letting him lead her onto her back. Just thinking about this was starting to get her excited and when his hand made contact with her breast, she pulled back from the kiss with a moan.
 
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