My Best Friend's Sacrifice

Katie is my best friend. At least she used to be before I turned her gorgeous body into my sex toy. It all started when we were still in highschool, where we met and turned into the best of friends. We went to the same college afterwards, and being there for each other all the time makes our friendship as solid as anything. Katie trusted me with everything, and would even allow me tug her into bed and watch her fall asleep.

Perhaps she has trusted me too much, or perhaps she underestimated how sexy she is. She's 5'6", beautiful face with the most angelic smile. Her body is perfectly shaped with tanned, hairless, and soft skin. Not going to brag about it, but being half-white half-mexican, she actually does look like jessica alba. Her legs and feet are the killers, especially for a guy like me who loves to kiss and lick and suck a woman's sweaty legs and toes. Every guy would love to possess Katie, only that she's the type who would like to save her first time for the man she marries.

Being such a naive and idealisic girl, Katie would talk to me all the time about how she despises guys who approaches her because they want to take advantage of her. She even said to me once in a party, "Ryan, I'm so thankful to have you being the only guy I can trust wholeheartedly. All these guys here are so dirty-minded, only you, Ryan, only you would look at me as a woman but not a sexual object."

Katie was wrong. Yes, I do treat her as my best friend, but with all the due respect, I have never been able to stop myself from fantasizing her. Yes, I am that guy she trusted to tug her in bed at night, but what I also am was the guy who left her room after she fall asleep, and starts jerking off with her beautiful face in my mind. I have a huge collection of Katie's pictures, and they're only used for one purpose - to be my sexual fantasies.

So for years, one part of me struggles to be the most trustworthy friend to Katie, and the other hunger for her sexy body. Soon after graduation, Katie didn't have a clue what to do next, so I invited her to move in with me, and that's where the real story begins.

It's only a week after we moved in, the temptation was just too much and I decided to let the evil side of me take over. I offered the unsuspicous Katie a massage, and as my hands were all over her body, she began to sense something wrong, "Ryan, what are you doing? Take your hands off my boobs!" I was too horny to respond, this was the first time I got to take advantage of my best friend, I was determined not to stop. I put all my weight on Katie, and began kissing her neck. She struggled, and finally turned around and gave ma a hard slap in the face, "Ryan, I trusted you so much, and you ... you ...," with tears coming down her blushed face, "you betrayed our friendship."

Part of her words made me shameful, and part of it made me more horny. The thought of betraying my best friend for my pleasure has long been a fantasy, and I was determined to let it happen. I put my hand under her t-shirt again to touch her boobs, only that she pushed me away this time and got out of bed, "Ryan, I hate you, I hate you ..." Knowing that this was probably my one and only one chance, I ran after her, kneed down behind her and held on to her sexy legs.

"Katie, you can hate me for what I am doing, but all these years being so close to you was torturing. I love you as a friend, Katie, but I am a man and I have sexual needs. I love you and I'm sure you love me too, weren't you saving your virginity for someone you love? For all these years of friendship, am I not worth it for you to sacrifice yourself to me? I want you and only your body, Katie, I promise you can still trust me as a friend, but plesae let me unleash my desire. Please, help me with my needs."

Katie hesitated. I knew I played the card right, so I stood up and starred into her beautiful eyes and said, "you love me Katie, don't you?" She nodded, eyes all red, "Ryan, I love you as a friend, not a ..." I pulled her soft body into my arms, "Katie, I understand, I'm not asking you to love me as a lover. All that I ask of you is to sacrifice your body for the best friend you love." Katie started shaking, and her voice turned softer and weaker, "be nice to me ..."

There I let her go, and she took off her clothes right in front of my eyes. Good lord, what a gorgeous angel she is, even as she started weeping, probaby because she felt betrayed by the only guy she trusted, she still looked like an angel. She stood still, as I furiously touch and kiss and lick and suck every inch of her tanned skin, and said to me, "Ryan, you broke my heart, but I'll let you have me because I still love you as my best friend. I know I won't enjoy a moment in bed with you, but I hope you would appreciate me letting you to use my body to satisfy your needs ..."

As she continued weeping, I already lost my mind. Her body tasted better than I thought, I was so horny just thinking what I could do to her. "Ryan, do you hear me?" I stopped sucking her virgin pussy, and replied, "Yes, dear, but I have so much needs and so many fantasies, I'm afraid it'll take a while to get me satisfied." She obviously looked shocked, hearing these evil words coming out of her best friend. But she tried to remain calm, and said to me with her sweet but trembling voice, "then use me for as long as you want, that's the last thing I can do for my best friend, whom I just lost tonight ..."

Her offer and tears turned me so on. I pushed her into bed and spread her legs. She was right, she wasn't enjoying it, but as she said, it was a sacrifice. My best friend was submitting herself to me, for my pleasure, at her own expense. That night her virgin pussy was deflowered mercilessly. And as I was shooting my huge load of cum into her, all that I could hear was her mumbling, "it's my sacrifice, it's my sacrifice ..."

From that day and on I turned my beautiful and sexy best friend into my personal sex slave. In the first week she seemed mad at me and wouldn't talk to me. But after a while she began accepting the reality, and began to talk to me like she used to. She tried to act as her cheerful self, and started treating me like a best friend again.

At night though, she's hardly turned on. She seldom fucks back, and I had to resort to things other than pussy fucking to satisfy my needs. Sucking her beautiful and sweaty toes was one of them, rubbing my dick on her beautiful hair was another. After a while, I began fucking her ass, and god, her anus was the tightest thing on earth. I know when she's in pain, but she never begged me to stop. I asked her why once, and she said, "Ryan, I promised, you can use me for as long as you want until you're satisfied. You're my best friend ... and I want you to be happy ... even though it's at my expense."

I just couldn't complain more. In day time I have a best friend, at night she turns into my personal sex slave. Later on she learned how to give blow jobs and hand jobs with her sexy lips and beautiful fingers, and then foot jobs and boob jobs. We are having so much fun everyday ... or, at least I am.

It's been a year already, and Katie has already become a complete package in bed. Today is the 8th anniversary since we've met, and I'm posting this to celebrate our friendship. I gave Katie a nice necklace and took her to dinner. Looking across the table I see the sexiest woman in a beautiful silky dress, which I bought her for this special occassion. "You look beautiful, Katie. And thanks for being there for me all these years, I hope you don't regret it." "Thanks, Ryan, I might have regretted here and then, but I only have one best friend in you and I'm willing to do anything for you."

"Anything?" I said, teasingly. "Yes Ryan," she replied with a sweet voice, "my body, my service, hand jobs, blow jobs, foot jobs, boob jobs, facial, role-play, torture, anything that you've done and haven't done to me. My pussy, my mouth, my anus, my boobs, my ass, my legs, my fingers, my toes ... they're all my sacrifice for you and you can do whatever you want to me ... just don't ask me to enjoy it."