Best Friends

Disclaimer: This is FETISH content, where a 'lesbian' character is "turned" by her male best friend. It is unrealistic, and problematic in nature. This is purely for the fetish. This story includes dubious consent. If any of this makes you uncomfortable, do not continue on to read.

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Frankie laid out on her best friend's bed, her legs spread and her spaghetti strap slipping down her shoulder. She was braless, of course, which was very apparent by the two dots poking their way through her tank top on each of her pierced nipples. Her skirt hiked up the leg that was pulled towards her body, allowing full view of her thong clad bush.

Anyone else might view her as indecent, but Gerard was soaking it all in. The punky girl was something of his dreams. Short, curvy, and a spitfire. To Gerard's disappointment, they were just really good friends. It wasn't for his lack of trying. She was a lesbian.

He couldn't help but stare, and staring led to getting hard, which Frankie wasn't afraid to point out and make fun of.

"I can't believe you really pop a boner when I'm just laying here," She said with a teasing tone, rolling her eyes playfully.

Gerard wanted to point out that her thong was slightly pulled to the side, and that her snatch was in full view from where he sat at his desk, but he instead decided to keep that to himself. "Yeah, well, I haven't been getting a lot of action lately. Excuse my body for thinking any girl that's in my bed wants to fuck."

She laughed, "You'll get over it. I haven't had any in months. Like, seriously, my hand has been cramped lately from doing all of the work myself." She sat up slightly, pushing her fingers through her short mess of dyed hair. "And forget about a toy. It's been taking me so long that my clit goes numb," She continued with a groan, not bothering to censor herself around her best friend.

A pink flush appeared on Gerard's cheeks as he imaged his friend in her bed, trying to rub herself so fast that her hand can't keep up, only to pull out a vibrator and be let down by it too. He cleared his throat before shrugging, "I mean, sounds like we have an answer to both of our problems."

She scoffed, reaching for a pillow to toss his direction, "Don't even."

He put his hands up in defense before shrugging, "Think about it. I shave. My mouth will feel as good as any chick's. Close your eyes and think about someone else. I'll get off on getting you off. It's a win-win."

Frankie wanted to be mad at him, but the idea wasn't too terrible. She hadn't ever tried being with a guy, but she imagined it couldn't be all that different if she was just getting eaten out. "You're a loser," she shook her head, "Get over here."

He didn't need to be told twice. Before she could change her mind, Gerard got up from his desk chair and made his way over to his bed. "Who are you going to imagine?" He asked with a laugh, reaching down to pull her knees out, off the bed.

Her skirt went up under her back as her hips were brought to the edge, then her panties were pulled further to the side by her friend's own fingers. "I don't know. Probably someone I saw in porn. Who knows," she said, grabbing the other pillow to put under her shoulders and head. She sat up slightly to adjust, but quickly fell back down as Gerard's tongue plunged between her folds. "Woah now," she said, her legs immediately snapping closed around his head. "Foreplay, please," she instructed.

Gerard nodded, pressing the palms of his hands against the insides of her thighs, keeping them open. He leaned forward, glancing up at his friend as he slowly licked with a flat tongue up her slit. Before she could correct him, he rapidly flicked the tip of his tongue exactly where she wanted it.

She couldn't help but buck her hips at first, allowing her hand to slip into his hair to steady herself. He switched between flickering his tongue over her clit, doing a figure 8 motion, and using a flat tongue to tease her. One thing she wasn't as used to, though, was when he pressed his tongue as deep as he could into her.

"Keep doing that," She said, her voice becoming slightly ragged. Gerard's face pressed against her as his tongue plunged inside, his hands traveling down to her ass to squeeze roughly. When she pulled his hair, he gave it a sharp smack, soliciting a deep moan from Frankie.

He pulled away slowly, earning a whine. "My jaw is tired," Gerard chuckled, leaning back down to suck over her clit. She pushed his head down, "I'm sensitive- do something else."

Gerard sat up, tilting his head, "How about fingers?"

"I don't know," She groaned, slowly closing her legs before opening them again, "Be gentle."

"You have my word," He replied, getting on his bed, offering a finger up to Frankie's mouth. She gave him a confused look before he shook his head. "Suck it. Look, this isn't for me. I don't have lube, so suck."

She looked at him skeptically, moving further into the bed. She leaned forward, taking his finger into her mouth. Her teeth grazed it slightly, then she gagged as he 'accidentally' pressed it further. She pulled away, "Just finger me, please."

"Never thought I would hear a lesbian say that to me," He laughed, moving between her legs, pushing them up towards her chest before slipping his finger down against her slit. He rested his other hand on her mound, letting his thumb graze over her button as he pressed his finger into her. She tensed slightly, taking a breath before looking up at the ceiling. Gerard was slow, pumping his finger in and out, curling it slightly to rub against the rough spot inside of her. When he noticed she relaxed, he moved his other hand up her stomach, under her shirt. He pressed his hand over her chest, squeezing slowly as his finger sped up. He didn't hear any sound of displeasure, so he started to slowly work a second finger inside.

"Keep doing the boob thing," she finally spoke up, "I like having someone play with my tits." She closed her eyes, moving an arm over her face. Gerard shrugged, pulling his fingers out. She quickly removed her arm, about to protest before both of his hands made their way to her chest. He pressed her shirt up, bending over to lick across one of her nipples. She groaned, "That feels good but fuck, I want you everywhere."

Gerard swallowed thickly, feeling his cock twitch at her words. "I have an idea. Do you trust me?" He asked, watching her nod hesitantly in response. He sat up, quickly removing his bottoms and boxers. He moved forward between her legs, looking up as her as he placed his tip on her clit. "Look, I'm not fucking you. We can just both," he rocked his hips forward instead of finishing his sentence, letting his cock slide over her sweet spot. She puffed out a 'fine,' reaching to pull his hands back to her chest.

Gerard leaned forward, starting to suck on one nipple as he kneaded her chest. His hips worked in slow, fluid motions, his precum and her wetness working together to keep them slick.

He pulled his hips back an inch further than before, pressing forward sharply. "Holy shit," Frankie gasped, feeling something foreign press into her slightly.

"I'm so sorry," Gerard pulled back, letting his head rest against her shoulder for a moment as he breathed. "I'll try not to do it again."

Frankie nodded, settling back down against the bed, letting her legs slide down his hips. He started moving again, feeling her hands tangle into his hair. He turned, leaning forward to kiss her neck. For a bit he got into a rhythm, but the slickness between them began causing his cock to move to the side randomly, interrupting her pleasure. As Gerard moved back, she pressed her hips to the side slightly, lifting them in an attempt to get him to rub over her again. Gerard groaned, pressing his hips forward harder, his hand going down to hold her hip as soon as an inch of warmth enveloped him.

Frankie couldn't help the yelp that came out of her, feeling the burn of something new inside of her. She quickly pulled her legs to her chest, pulling Gerard with them. Gerard was so much bigger than her two fingers, that she even then rarely used.

Shocked by the sudden pull, Gerard nearly collapsed on top of her, sinking in deeper and deeper until she reached the hilt of his cock. They stayed there for a moment, breathing together slowly.

Gerard finally made the first move, lowering his hand to use his thumb right over her clit. She let out a shaky breath, loosening her legs grip on him. As she did, Gerard pulled back slowly, only to 'slip' forward again. Frankie couldn't help the moan she let out, her legs pulling him impossibly closer.

"I can keep going if you want me to," Gerard spoke up, pressing down on her clit before rubbing agonizingly slow. "I'm already here."

She nodded slowly, once again letting go of him. Gerard pushed himself up, looking down at her as he started to roll his hips forward, pulling out slightly before plunging back in deeper. As he sped up, a string of soft moans starting to make their way out of Frankie's mouth.

Gerard sat up, grabbing the backs of Frankie's thighs, pressing them into the mattress as he sped up. He watched her chest bounce as he rocked her body up the bed, making his headboard knock against the wall. The visual only encouraged him to go faster, causing Frankie to start sounding desperate. "You're going so fast," she gasped, looking up at her friend instead of picturing someone else.

He groaned, hanging his head and slowly lowering his body closer to hers. "Rub yourself," He mumbled against her ear, screwing his eyes closed. Frankie was so tight, and incredibly warm. She was practically gushing around him, dribbling onto his bedsheets. His hands circled her hips, squeezing tight as he began pulling her down to meet his cock.

"Gerard," She gasped suddenly, putting her hands flat on his shoulders in an attempt to push him away. Her reaction was too late, because Gerard's body fell against hers as he came. Frankie felt warm spurts deep inside of her, her eyes wide as she processed what her friend did. Gerard replaced her fingers with his own, rubbing quickly with a purpose. Frankie felt like she was burning up inside, her body coming to an edge as Gerard's warm cum sat inside of her. She took a few shaky breaths, feeling her body tense up as Gerard's rough fingers worked against her clit. Her head shot back, her nose pointed towards the ceiling as her body began to shake.

Gerard slowly pulled his hips away from hers, creating a squelch noise from her wet insides. He laid there for a moment, rubbing his hand over Frankie's side. She slowly relaxed, shaking her head from side to side, "I can't believe you came inside me, bastard."

Gerard chuckled, moving away and rolling over onto his side. "I can't believe you let me fuck you. Lesbian, my ass."