From spiral@spiralzone.com Tue Mar 25 17:28:44 1997 From: SpiraL <spiral@spiralzone.com> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Story by SpiraL: "The Perfect Drug", complete (M, F, friends, love) Date: Tue, 25 Mar 1997 14:28:44 -0800 Organization: SpiraLZone: http://www.spiralzone.com Lines: 531 Message-ID: <3338519C.4AEA@spiralzone.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: 207.135.93.60 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="----------64A2737753672" X-Mailer: Mozilla 4.0b2 (Win95; I) X-Priority: 3 (Normal) Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-pull.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-stk-200.sprintlink.net!205.245.133.2!206.240.138.12!cpk-news-feed1.bbnplanet.com!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!mindspring!news3.agis.net!agis!newsgod.dearborn.agis.net!agis!newsgod.santaclara.agis.net!news4.agis.net!ns2.alink.net!news This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------------64A2737753672 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii SpiraL Disclaimer: This story contains graphic scenes of sex. If this situation offends you, you must have missed your exit on the information superhighway. If you are under the age of consent for your place of residence, delete this posting. For those who do not fall into the above catagories: continue on and enjoy! To receive all of SpiraL's stories direct to your email, send an email to spiral@spiralzone.com with SUBSCRIBE STORY LIST as the Subject. ------------64A2737753672 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Disposition: inline; filename="3 The Perfect Drug.txt" Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1; name="3 The Perfect Drug.txt" SpiraL Disclaimer: This fantasy contains graphic scenes of sex acts bet= ween an adult male and an adult female. If the previous situation offend= s you, you must have missed your exit on the information superhighway. I= f you are under the age of consent in your place of residence, please del= ete this posting. For those of you who do not fall into the above catego= ries: continue on. SpiraL's Note to Readers: This is an emotional story. The sex is more s= ensual, with emphasis on the peoples feeling toward each other. It is ve= ry romantic and I am writing it to help me get over Kristian, as he left = without saying goodbye, and before I could tell him my feelings. I have b= een in love with several people since Kristian left my life, but none as = strong as the friendship we had. There are always people in your life th= at touch it in extraordinary ways. It is painful when they leave too soo= n or are taken from you. This is my first attempt at a fiction piece, wi= th less sex, more plot, focusing on the people and entwining my philosoph= ies of life and love. I have spent many nights awake thinking of my past= loves and losses and I don't entirely agree that "it's better to have lo= ve and lost than never to have loved at all", it's all relative and based= on what the relationship was. There are times when I wish I was still a= virgin because it changed who I am, other times in glad I have moved pas= t that milestone in my life. This is a serious work and I hope it to be = taken so. If you only want sex, they get naked in the middle of chapter = 2 and continue to be so until the end. As always, all comments to spiral@= spiralzone.com. To be included in my mailing list, please write to subsc= ribe@spiralzone.com. As I also accept story submissions to be distributed= through my mailing list, for info or to submit, write to submissions@spi= ralzone.com. Do not send me stories unless they are for the Submission = Series; all stories that are received that are not labeled for the submis= sion series are deleted. SpiraL's Shouts: Hi to John, Shane and the many (51!) people on my maili= ng list. This story is dedicated to all the relationships that ended bef= ore their time and the people that miss them. -------------------------------------------------------------------------= -------------------------------------------------------------------------= ---------------- The Perfect Drug, (c) 1997 Version 1.0: 01-28-97 spiral@spiralzone.com Chapter 1 Over the years, my male friends had come and gone. The length of their "= friendship" depending on if I sleep with them or not. Most I deem are sh= allow and I had let them use me for the sex. Only Rob has stayed all thi= s time and hasn't flirted or anything. I have grown to rely on his willi= ngness to know me as me. I have to tried to get to know him, but he keep= s himself carefully hidden behind his wall. Rob and I are mostly alike, I think that's why we cling to each other's f= riendship: knowing that we can't do without the other, but not risking o= urselves emotionally to carry it into a relationship. I was sitting in this reverie when the phone rang. It was Rob, "Hey, bab= e," I said, smiling. "Hey, honey, want to check out a movie tonight.," he said back. We always call each other names of affection, but never admit that it is = more than words. 'Sure, who's turn is it to pick who up?" I asked. "I guess it's my turn to pick you up," he says. "Ok, when?" "Wanna go for food before or after?" "After, places will be less crowded" "Ok," he said, "I'll be by in about two hours." "Sure thing," I said and hung up. I looked at the clock. Two hours, th= at means he'd be here around 7:30p. 'Hmm, what to wear tonight,' I thought. "Oooh," I said out loud to myse= lf, "the new leggings and sweater combo." And I took it out of the clos= et. I put my previous clothes on the dresser and changed into the new outfit.= I went to the bathroom to check myself out. I looked at the reflectio= n: 5'10", shoulder-length straight auburn hair and clear green eyes. Fo= r the heck of it, I weighed myself: 147, not too bad for the winter. Fo= r the record I am 19 and still at home for free rent. Rob is 22 and stil= l lives at home for free rent also. I brushed my hair and lightly hair-sprayed the bangs to keep them out of = my eyes. Thinking, 'This is as good as it gets,' I smiled at my reflecti= on and went back to my room. I laid down on bed and stared at the ceiling, going back to thinking abou= t Rob. We've always been extraordinarily close and spend tons of time to= gether, but he's been coming over more and is being a little more talkati= ve about himself. I was still pondering Rob's behavior when the doorbell rang. I went down= the hall to the front door and there was Rob, an hour and a half early. "I know you like to be on time, but.." I said to him smiling. He smiled back, making me melt, "I got off work early and thought I'd com= e by, are you busy?" "Nope," I said and stood back so he could come in. "Where is everyone?" he asked walking in. I live with my parents and my two younger brothers, but everyone was gone= =2E I shut the door and said, "Mom and Dad went Christmas shopping, Mark= and Jeremy went to the mall with some friends. I think everyone's going= to be gone all day." "Cool," he said. "What were ya' doing?" "Just thinking, pretty boring stuff," I answered. "With you, nothing is boring," and he kissed my cheek. I looked at him and was smiling innocently at me. "Are you getting fresh= with me?" I asked playfully. "Maybe," he grinned. I took his hand and we walked into the living room. I let go of his hand= sat in a chair, on purpose so I wouldn't have to sit next to him. Kind = of strange that I like him so much, but can't even sit next to him in my = living room. He sat in the middle of the couch and used the remote to turn the TV on. = It was on MTV but he flipped through the channels, quickly, without wait= ing to see what was on them. "Uhh," I said. "Don't you want to see what's on them?" "Sure, I guess," he said and put the remote down. He had stopped at Nic= k and Ren & Stimpy were on. I pondered for a while if I should say something about his moods lately. = He's been really testy but also playful, like when he came in the door. = "Is something wrong?' I asked, looking at him. "No, why do you say that?" he asked back, getting up and going into the = kitchen. I followed him saying, "Well, you're acting weird." He was looking in the fridge but he stood up to look at me. He looked in = my eyes and I could see something, maybe something I wanted to be there b= ut really wasn't. I've never really looked in his eyes before, they are = so blue and deep. Both of us were staring, silent. I blinked and turned my head. "If you'= re going to be in this type of mood, maybe I don't want to go out." "What mood is that?" he said, slamming the fridge door. "Rob.." I started "No, wait, what 'mood'?" "That's I been trying to figure out!" I said, throwing my hands up and w= alking through the living room, toward my room. I could hear him following me, but not saying anything. I stopped a litt= le before my room and turned around. He had stopped a couple feet behind = me, looking at me. "I think I want to be alone," I said and went into my= room. I didn't know what to think, why should I be mad at him, he didn't even d= o anything. All of sudden I had felt tension in the air. If there is so= mething in his life he doesn't want to tell me, then I shouldn't force it= out, it only makes it worse. I turned and I saw him leaning against my door, looking down the hall. I= went to the door and stood next to him. I looked where he was looking, = then looked up at him. He was looking at me and he didn't turn way when = I looked up at him. I stood right in front of him and said, "I'm sorry." "'Love means never having to say your sorry.'" "No, love means wanting to apologize when you are being an ass." He stood up straight and said, "Then I'm sorry, too," and started walking= down the hall toward the living room. I followed him with my eyes as he= sat back down on the couch. I went back to my bed and laid down, more confused than ever. 'Am I push= ing him?' I asked myself. 'Maybe he's getting signals that I like him bu= t he doesn't like me in that way and doesn't know how to tell me he's not= interested.' I kept pondering what was going on until I fell asleep a f= ew minutes later. I heard a noise in my room that woke me up. I opened my eyes and yelled.= Rob was staring at me, about a foot from my face, sitting on the floor.= "My, God, you're going to give me a heart attack," I told him, with my h= and on my chest. "From that yell, I think I already did," he said. I had woken up on my side so I turned to my back, staring at the ceiling = again, I seemed to be doing alot of that lately. Rob stood up and said "Scoot over," as pushed me a bit. I moved over as much as I could on my full size bed. He laid down on his= back, next to me. This was the first time we had ever been in the same = bed. Over all the years and things we've been through, I've tried to ke= ep him physically at a distance. We barely hug, he's never kissed me any= where before, and we only hold hands when we are in a crowd and don't wan= t to get separated. "Melissa," I heard him say softly. "Yeah, Rob," I said. "I'm in love with you," he said again softly. I stopped breathing and closed my eyes. 'No, this isn't real,' I told m= yself. I didn't know what to do. I'd always hoped we would go beyond fr= iends, but I was scared to lose him forever if the relationship didn't wo= rk out so I never said anything. I felt him move and I opened my eyes. He was leaning on his elbow, looki= ng at me again. I got very self-conscience and I got up. I sat on the e= dge of the bed, with my back to Rob. He put his hand on my waist and I stood up. I turned around and looked a= t him. He looked confused and hurt. I didn't know what to do, I didn't = want to lose him but I was scared to tell him how I felt. I quickly went= into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I was surprised t= o see tears down my cheeks, spreading my mascara. I took some tissue and started wiping my face. I still didn't know what = to think and my legs were turning jelly with nervousness. I saw Rob walk= ing down the hall out of the corner of my eye. I went to the hall and hea= rd the front door close lightly. Now I was scared: I'd lost him before I could tell him I've been in love = with him too, for so very long. I ran to the living room window and saw his car pulling out of our drivew= ay. I fell to my knees and started crying. I missed him already, and I = felt even worse knowing that he probably will never talk to me because he= thinks I don't like him. I cried hard for a couple of minutes, then I went back into the bathroom.= I sat on the edge of the tub cleaning my tears and running mascara agai= n and tried to figure out what to do. I finally decided that I had to go see him, I didn't want him thinking an= ything else but the truth. I went to my bedroom and got my jacket. I had loaned my car to my broth= ers, just to get them out of the house. Rob didn't live too far, about t= wo miles, I'd have to walk. I stopped by the kitchen and got a Dr Pepper= =2E I stuck it in my pocket and grabbed my keys off the kitchen table. I took off for Robs and went over in my head what I felt and what I wante= d to tell him. Chapter 2 I drank the Dr Pepper about half way there and tossed the empty can in th= e trash as I walked through park. I had it all set out in my mind, how I felt about him and when it started= =2E I knew what I wanted to tell him, but how to tell him was still a my= stery. I stopped and looked up at his house. His car wasn't there but it's also= his moms. I took a chance and went up to the door. I held my breath an= d knocked on the door. Rob opened the door and looked at me. He is a tad bit taller, 6'1" and a= firm 170 pounds. He had changed into shorts and a sweatshirt. We stood there, looking at each other. Finally I said, "Hi." He took a step back and I slowly walked by him. I turned around and saw = him closing the door. He looked again at me briefly then walked through = the living room to his bedroom. I didn't know if I should follow him so I stood there, looking around the= living room. I saw pictures of him when he was younger, through the yea= rs as a little boy. I heard his radio on and I decided to say what I came to say, then see wh= at happened. I took my jacket off and put it on the couch. I walked slowly to his roo= m, butterflies in my stomach all the time. I stopped at his door, it was= open, and I went in. He was laying on his bed, reading Surfing Magazine= =2E I sat in his desk chair and stared down at his desk. It was clean, unusu= al for him I noticed. I heard him get and I turned around. He came over= to the desk and got one of the CD's stacked in the corner. I could feel= the tension, but I didn't know if it was just my nervousness. He went to the CD player and put the new CD in. Stabbing Westward, he kn= ows I love them. I went up and stood next to him as he put the other on= e in its case. "I think we need to talk," I said. "Ok," he said and sat down on the bed. I took a deep breath and sat next to him. "Let me see if I can explain th= is right," I started. "Close your eyes." He looked at me and I said, "Please." He closed his eyes with his face still towards me. I didn't know what he= would do, but I was hoping this would make clear how I felt. I scooted a little closer to him and placed my hand under his chin. I le= aned forward, closed my eyes and kissed his lips lightly. I opened my ey= es, but his were still closed. I waited for him to do or say something. "Don't stop," he said finally. I scooted closer and put my hand on the back of his neck. I leaned to ki= ss him again and closed my eyes. Our lips met and his hand went to my waist. I could feel the electricity= in his touch. I kissed him again, my mouth a little open. He responded and kissed back deeper. He let his tongue enter my mouth a = little and I welcomed it with my tongue. At once the kissing got heavier and more passionate. He leaned toward me= and I laid back on the bed. His other hand went to the top of my head, = running his fingers through my hair. I wrapped my leg over his and put m= y other arm around his back, pulling him closer. Our tongues roamed each= others mouths. I scooted up on the bed, laying on his pillows. He moved up to my new position and moved my legs over so I was centered o= n the bed. I spread my legs and he kneeled between them. He was sitting= up, looking down at me. I laid there breathless and looking up at him. I sat up and examined his= face. I ran the tip of my finger over his lips and kissed his cheek. "Just so there is no mistake, I've been in love with you for years now. = And I didn't know what to do when you said you loved me too, I didn't wan= t to make any mistakes," I said slowly. He kissed my forehead and said, "For a long time I didn't want to admit = it myself, I ignored it, and today, when you got mad and I watched you sl= eep, I knew I did. There was no more kidding myself." "Why did you tell me, you always keep your feelings from me." He ran his hand along my cheek and said, "I had to take the chance or ri= sk losing you to someone else." "You'd never lose me," I said. I took his hand in mine and kissed the ba= ck. I leaned my head against his chest and he put his hand on my back. I put my hand on the back of his neck and kissed his neck. I pulled him = down with me as I laid back on the bed. I kissed his neck, along his jaw= and over his cheek. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him d= own, laying on me. He slid his hands under my shirt and started kissing the nape of my neck.= I moaned and arched my back. He ran his finger over my nipple under my= shirt and I moaned again. I leaned up and he pulled my shirt off. He = kissed my neck and I put my hands on his waist, leaning my head back. He put his hand on the back of my head and continued kissing my neck. I = leaned back on the bed, my legs still locked around his waist. I put my = hands under his shirt and ran my hands up his soft back. He started unho= oking my bra and I looked at him, he was watching me. I pulled his shirt off and tossed it on the floor. I leaned up and kisse= d his chest. He finished unhooking my bra and pulled the straps down my = shoulders. I ran the tip of my tongue over his nipple and he moaned. I k= issed the nape of his neck and ran my hands to the top of his shorts. I = moved over and I pushed him to lay down where I had been. He laid down and I straddled his legs. I ran my finger from the top of h= is chest to his stomach and leaned down to kiss his belly button. I slid= down to the end of the bed, pulling his shorts and boxers with me. I st= ood at the end of the bed, looking down at him. His cock was red and rock hard. "No fair, you're still dressed," he sai= d. I opened my arms and said, "Come get me." He moved to sit on the end of the bed and pulled my bra all the way off. = He pulled my leggings down and I stepped out of them. He ran his finger= along the top of my panties and then grabbed my ass and pulled me closer= =2E He slid my panties down and I stepped out of them. He ran his hands over= my stomach and then placed them on my waist. He pulled me to sit down a= nd I sat on his knees. I ran my hand over his cheek and kissed his lips. Our kiss fell into a r= hythm of passion. Still kissing, I pushed his shoulders down for him to l= ay on the bed. He laid down, still at the edge of the bed. I kneeled on= the floor and spread his legs. I moved between them and sat on the floo= r. I was still scared to be near him but I ran the tip of my finger over his= ankle. I kissed his knee and picked his at his leg hair with my lips. = He put his leg over my shoulder and I took his foot in my hand. I kisse= d his ankle, soft and hairless. I leaned against the bed and put my hand under his thigh. He sat up and = I looked up at him. I untangled myself from his legs and stood up. He g= ot off the bed and pulled down the covers. He the pillows and laid down.= I crawled over the bed to where he was. I put my feet under the covers a= nd laid next to him. He pulled the covers up and I leaned my head on hi= s arm. I wrapped my arm around his waist and put my leg between his. He= tucked the covers around my back and put his arm around my waist, pullin= g me closer. Chapter 3 We laid there, not saying anything, not doing anything. I listened to hi= s breathing as I lay on his chest. He ran his hand through my hair a cou= ple of times and kissed my forehead. I didn't know that I fell asleep, b= ut I remember waking up. We were in the same position. His hand was on the small of my back, tracing circles on my skin. I put = my hand under his shoulder and snuggled closer to him. I planted kisses = on his chest, running my lips over his fine chest hairs. He turned over toward me, on his side. I got on my side also, facing hi= m. He moved closer, the length of our bodies touching. I hooked my leg = over his and pulled myself up to him. I wrapped my arm around his neck a= nd pulled him to me. I kissed him deeply, moving my hand to the back of = his head. He kissed me back, with his hand on my back, pulling me closer. I rolled= over on my back, pulling him on top with me. I wrapped my legs around h= is waist. Rob broke the kiss and started kissing my neck. He moved the kisses furt= her down to my chest. He leaned up and took my ankles, moving my legs on= to his shoulders. He moved closer and slide in slowly, going as deep as= he could. He put his hands on my thighs and kissed my leg. He started slow, full s= trokes. I was already very wet, just thinking of us together starts my j= uices. I put the bottom of my feet on the top of chest. He moved closer= , going deeper. He put his hands on my hips sliding in deeper. He moved= his strokes faster, bottoming out as deep as he could. "Deeper, Rob," I whispered. "I can't, baby," he said softly. He started full, slow strokes again, hit my cunt firmly, sending shivers = down my spine. He leaned down to my chest, running his lips over my nipp= le. I grabbed his hair as he took it in his mouth, running his tongue ov= er my nipple. Still sliding in deep, I felt an orgasm as he sucked my ni= pple. He moaned as my cunt gripped his cock, my orgasm gently massaging = it. "Ohhh," I said arching my back, my hands still firmly grasping his hair.= He started short, hard strokes, extending my orgasm waves. I felt his ho= t cum burst in me from his orgasm and he moaned, burying deep in me. Com= ing down from our orgasms he pulled out and laid down next to me, still b= reathing hard. = I was on my back and he put his head on my chest. Wrapping his arm aroun= d my waist, his hot breath on my breast. He sighed, saying "I have never come that strong." I smiled, "Me either, and we didn't even last 10 minutes, Rob." "Well I've had a hard on for you since the day we met," he quipped, smil= ing broadly. - - - SpiraL - - - _________________________________________________________________________= ___________________________________ Story History: 01-19-97, started story 01-21-97, finished story 01-21-97, first email distribution 01-21-97, posted chapters 1-2 to a.s.s 01-22-97, posted complete to a.s.s 01-28-97, re-read and minor updates 02-18-97; minor updating ------------64A2737753672--