A True Friend

A True Friend

Intro: Keisha and Maurice were like two peas in a pod. They had been best friends since the fourth grade. Regardless of them being from the opposite sex, their relationship was strictly platonic. They felt like brother and sister. Until…


Keisha held the phone in her hand and hesitated to call Maurice. Tears streamed down her face. Her eyes were bloodshot red from her constant crying. She was curled up in her bed staring into the darkness. Finally, she decided to call Maurice. She needed to hear his comforting voice. She silently sobbed into the receiver while she listened to it ring.

“Hello. Keisha. This you?” Maurice said into the phone.

Keisha paused and held the phone to her ear and listened to his soothing voice saying hello into the phone.

“Yeah. This is me.” she cleared her throat.

“You okay?”

Keisha took a deep breath and tried to hold back her tears. She clenched her chest and tried to think of what to say.


Immediately, Maurice’s voice changed. His voice deepened and he questioned her about her response.

“What happened?”

“It’s Rob.”
“I caught him cheatin’ on me.” she wailed.

“See, I knew that Rob was full of shit ” Maurice yelled into the phone.

Their connection was so close; whenever Keisha felt pain, Maurice felt pain.

“I’m ‘bout to come over there.”

“No, it’s okay.”
“I’m gonna be fine.” Keisha lied.

“Listen to me, Keisha. I’m about to come over there.”
“I’ll let myself in.”
“You are not okay.”
“I’m your brother. I’m here for you.”

Keisha was relieved when she heard him say those words. She breathed deep and closed her eyes.

“Okay. I’ll see you in a few.” she sobbed.

Keisha hung up the phone and pulled the soft bed covers over her head. She stared into the darkness and relived all of the happy times she had with her now ex-boyfriend Rob. They had been together almost a year and she actually thought their relationship had a future. Rob was 10 years older than her. At 23, Keisha was starting to look for a potential husband; Rob seemed to be the perfect candidate.

Earlier that day, Keisha decided to surprise Rob at work and bring him lunch. When she arrived to his office, the secretary wasn’t there, so she headed straight to his office. When she made it to his office door, she knocked a few times. There was no response. She turned the doorknob.

There he was, with his secretary, scrambling for his clothes. She slammed the door and didn’t look back. That was around noon; now, over twelve hours later, she was still drowning in her own sorrows. Keisha slightly smiled when she heard her front door open and close.

Maurice had always been there for her. She knew he would make her feel much better before the night was over. Maurice walked down the hall to her bedroom and stood in the doorway. He took a deep breath and walked to the side of her bed. He turned on the lamp beside her bed and illuminated the room.

Keisha moaned low as she pulled the covers back and let her eyes adjust to the bright light.

“Hey, Miss.” Maurice said while kissing Keisha on the forehead.

She scooted over in the bed and allowed him room to sit down on the side of it. He pushed her hair back with his strong hands and sat down on the bed.

“Tell me what happened.” Maurice said, almost whispering.

Keisha told him play-by-play what happened earlier that day. Maurice stared into her eyes and contemplated beating Rob’s ass. Keisha began to cry again. Tears flowed from her eyes, down her cheeks, and onto her pillow.

Rob wrapped his arms around her and gave her a long hug.

“Have you eaten anything?”

She nodded her head.

“No appetite.” she said, barely above a whisper.

Maurice left out of the room and went straight to the kitchen. He poured Keisha a glass of ginger ale and made her a sandwich. When he made it back to the room, Keisha was sitting up against the headboard in silence. He handed her the food and pulled back the covers on the other side of the bed. He got in the bed and propped himself up with a few pillows.

“I’m not hungry.” Keisha whispered.

She put the food on the night stand and rolled her eyes. Maurice pulled her closer to him. Keisha inhaled his cologne. His touch instantly relaxed her. She smiled weakly and snuggled closer to him.

They talked about random things for the next two hours. When Marie looked at the clock it was almost three a.m..

“You might as well stay the night now.”

“I gotta make sure you get better.” he said while kissing her on her forehead.

Keisha truly felt safe in his arms. Just when Maurice thought he had gotten Keisha’s thoughts off of Rob, she started to cry. Maurice hated to watch her cry. She took deep breaths over and over again. Rob wiped her tears away with his fingertips.

“Let it out.”
“Just let it out.” he whispered in her ear.

Keisha couldn’t hold back the flood of tears. She felt so betrayed. Maurice continued to wipe her tears away. He pulled Keisha closer to him. He kissed her on her forehead again. Then her cheek. She buried her face into his chest and let out a loud wail.

Maurice lifted her chin with his fingers and kissed her other cheek. Before he realized it, he had kissed her lips. He pulled back quickly. Keisha stared into his eyes and moved her lips toward his.

“Hold on, Keisha.”
“This aint cool.”

Keisha shook her head and put her finger over his soft lips.

“Kiss me.” she barely whispered.

She leaned closer to him and pressed her full lips against his. She held them there for about two seconds. Maurice opened his mouth and slipped her his tongue. Keisha sighed, opened her mouth, and welcomed him in. Tears continued to flow from her cheeks.
Their tongues touched. Her eyes closed. His eyes closed. Keisha’s body went limp. Their tongues danced together in harmony. Keisha’s body heat made Maurice jump slightly. He trailed his fingers up and down her side. Keisha moaned into his mouth and sucked on his tongue. He nibbled on her bottom lip and suckled on it.

Maurice broke the kiss. He knew they were getting close to the point of no return. His dick was rising in his jeans. Instantly, he felt guilty for kissing her.

“Keisha, you’re like a little sister to me.”
“We can’t do this.”

“Yes, we can.” Keisha coaxed him.

Maurice shook his head and rubbed her shoulders.

“No, Keisha.”
“We might regret this.”
“We’ve been friends way to long for us to be doin’ shit like this.” Maurice pleaded.

He looked into her eyes. He saw pure desire in her eyes. Not lust, but LOVE. It scared him. Keisha didn’t know what she was feeling; she had never desired Maurice in such a way. She couldn’t control herself.

“Make love to me, Maurice.” she begged.

They both craved each other. He hungered for her. She ached for him.

“Okay, Keisha.” he said while he ran his tongue across her neck.

Keisha shivered while Maurice tasted her tender flesh. He kissed her neck softly. Then, he replaced the kisses with soft bites. After that, he gently sucked on her neck. Keisha crossed her legs underneath the covers and put one of her hands on his thigh.

Maurice moved up to her ear and nibbled on her earlobes. Keisha arched her back and turned her head to kiss him. He moved his hands up and down her upper body while they kissed. Keisha’s skin felt like silk to him.

He moved from her lips to her cheeks, and then he kissed her eyelids. Keisha smiled and put her arms around him. Maurice pulled away from her and pushed the comforter off of both of their bodies. Then, he pulled her into his lap.

Keisha could feel his erection underneath her. Maurice held the base of her white tank top and slowly pushed it over her head. Maurice cupped her breasts through her low-cut bra. He squeezed her titties gently. They were soft as down feathers and firm.

Maurice undid her bra and pulled the straps down her arms. Keisha’s arousal grew as the minutes passed. She could feel her wetness collecting in the crotch of her panties. When her bra was fully off, he fixated his eyes on her beautiful titties.

He cupped her d cups and lowered his lips to one of her perky nipples. He licked it hesitantly. Keisha put one of her hands on the back of his head and encouraged him to suck them. He opened his mouth and welcomed in her erect nipple.

His tongue snaked across her nipple while he twisted the other one between his fingers. She whimpered and encouraged him to continue.

“Oooh. Yes. Maurice.” she groaned.

Maurice’s dick strained against the zipper of his jeans. It begged to be released. Keisha moved off his lap and motioned for him to lie on his back. She got on top of him in the sixty-nine position. A small amount of her wetness trickled down her creamy thigh.

Keisha tugged at the zipper of his jeans until she got it undone. Maurice breathed a sigh of relief when she reached into his jeans and gently pulled his dick out. She stared at it in amazement and slowly stroked it with her small hand.

She moved her head forward and touched the tip of it with her long tongue. Maurice moaned. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her tiny shorts and pulled the down along with her panties. Keisha raised her body and allowed him to pull her bottoms all the way off.

She stroked his dick with one hand and traced the bulging veins with her tongue. A salty-sweet taste filled her mouth. She hungered for more of him. Meanwhile, Maurice held her hips and pulled her close enough to taste her.

Moans escaped her lips when his lips touched her pussy. She took the head of his dick into her mouth and sucked it. Maurice’s right leg twitched underneath her. He used the tip of his tongue to tease her throbbing clit.

Her juices flowed from deep within. Maurice lapped at her wetness and savored it. He ran two of his fingers across her wetness and pushed them inside of her. He pushed them in and out a few times before he gently inserted his two fingers into her ass. She moaned onto his dick and caused a slight vibration sensation.

In and out. In and out. His dick into her mouth; his fingers in her ass. Keisha licked the sensitive spot underneath the head of his dick and made him grunt. Maurice’s face was covered in her sweet juices. He groped her ass and pulled her closer.

Keisha stopped sucking his dick right before he bust his nutt. She stroked him with her delicate hands.

“Let me ride you.” she requested.

He stopped pleasuring her and allowed her to get into the position. She held the base of his dick in her hand and squatted above it. Keisha braced herself. She took a deep breath and lowered herself. Maurice held both of her hips tightly.

Keisha stared into his eyes. The head of his dick touched her pussy lips. Maurice pushed her down slowly. The head of his dick opened her up. His dick slowly invaded her. He stretched her delicate walls. He juices flowed from her pussy and down his dick. She had never taken a man so large before.

One inch.






Keisha cried out. She held his entire dick inside of her. Maurice bucked his hips up at her. His eyes glazed over. Keisha raised herself up slightly and went back down. Each time she repeated this, she would raise herself higher up. She moaned and stared him in the eyes.

The electricity between them was unbelievable. Keisha pushed her hair away from her face and rolled her hips in circles on top of him. She rested her hands on his muscular chest and allowed him to guide her hips up and down.

Her body tingled. She bit her bottom lip and bent down to kiss him. The moaned in each others mouths. Keisha rode him. Slowly at first, then faster. As her pace quickened, her pleasure level rose. Maurice wiped the sweat from his forehead and laid back and enjoyed her.

Up and down. In and out. Pleasure. Screams. Moans. Sex.

“Get on top.” Keisha asked.

Maurice moaned. She pulled him out of her and laid down beside him. He positioned himself on top of her and raised her legs so he could put her legs on his broad shoulders. He held his dick at the entrance of her pussy and massaged her clit with the head of his dick. He moved his dick up and down her slit and inhaled her womanly scent.

Keisha gripped the sheets when he entered her. In one quick motion, he was inside of her. The head of his dick was touching her cervix. He pumped his dick in and out of her. She tightened her legs around him.
Keisha closed her eyes. She screamed out in pleasure. He fucked her faster.

“Maurice!” she screamed.

He went deeper and faster.

Her pussy involuntarily contracted around him. He squeezed one of her titties and toyed with her nipples. She was pushed over the edge. Her orgasm took over her body. She clenched her teeth and gripped the sheets as tight as possible. Her head twisted from left to right.

Keisha screamed his name over and over again. Maurice kissed Keisha’s lips and allowed her to moan into his mouth. Pure ecstacy took over her body. She shook violently and enjoyed her colossal orgasm. A slight amount of saliva escaped her lips.

Maurice couldn’t hold on any longer. He bucked his hips and fucked her with long, hard strokes. Sweat poured from his forehead and chest. He cried out and slammed his hips into her wetness. His dick jumped inside of her and grew harder than ever. Pleasure rolled across his body. Indescribable sensations took over his body causing his body to go limp while he climaxed.
He collapsed on top of her and breathed heavily into her ear. He kissed her neck and groaned in her ear.

“I love you, Keisha.” he whispered.

Keisha laid underneath him in orgasmic bliss. She didn’t want to believe what she had just heard. It was like music to her ears.

“I love you, too.” she responded.

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