Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2006 20:44:58 -0500
From: C
Subject: The Purest Love

The following story is true. I asked my two friends to tell
me what happened that night, and turned it into a story.
This copyrighted to them and me, please enjoy.

                       The Purest Love

*Soren's Point of View*

     It was Friday night, and I couldn't have been more
excited. Abby and I hadn't seen each other for such a long
time and had decided that we would go see Brokeback Mountain
and then she would sleepover at my home. While we were both
so young, I was so in love with her.

     I loved the way Abby looked. She had long dark blonde
hair that she always wore straight, a tiny little body and
two beautiful blue eyes. You really would think that she was
an angel if you saw her.

     I had dressed my best for Abby. Gazing at my reflection
in the bathroom mirror for a moment, I admired my work. I
had on her tight jeans, feminine cowboy boots, a cute grey t-
shirt and a pale scarf wrapped around my slender neck.

     Good enough, I thought to herself. Silently, I smoothed
my hair and headed for the front door. Locking it behind me,
I drove for my friend's home.

*Abby's Point of View*

      7:05, I thought to myself, we are so going to be late.
Soren  was  notorious for being behind schedule.  She  meant
well,  but  often  spent  too much  time  fussing  over  her
appearance. I never understood that, but I didn't mind.

     Soren was naturally striking. She had wavy brunette
hair that reached her shoulders and her pale skin was almost
angelic. Soren's athletic body had guys practically crawling
on her. The thing I loved most about Soren's body though was
her eyes. Since she was born, Soren suffered from a
condition called heterochromatic iridium which caused her
eyes to be two different colours. So while her right eye was
a baby blue, her left eye was a dazzling green.

     The more I thought about Soren, the more I noticed
myself becoming wet. What the hell?! I didn't understand it.
I had a boyfriend and I loved him. He treated me like a
princess and would do anything to please me, so why was I
getting aroused from thinking of my best friend?

     As I began to trail my fingers downwards, I heard the
horn of Soren's car. Slightly disappointed but slightly
relieved, I grabbed my purse and headed out.

     When I got in the car, I felt myself become even
moister. As always, Soren looked stunning. I opened the
passenger door and climbed in, hoping she wouldn't notice
how flushed my cheeks were.

*Soren's Point of View*

      I finally arrived at Abby's home, and honked the horn.
I  saw  her walk out the door and nearly had an orgasm right
there.  She  looked gorgeous! She was wearing a  short  jean
skirt, long black boots (hooker boots, we called them) and a
pink shirt over her black tank top. I admired this vision in
front of me, and then snapped out of it when she entered the
car.  I  noticed  that she was blushing  quiet  a  bit,  yet
couldn't  figure out why. Probably just finished talking  to
Adam  (her  boyfriend) or something, I thought. Leaving  the
thought  alone, I backed out of her driveway and  headed  in
the direction of the movie theater.

"I haven't seen you in so long!" Abby practically shouted as
we drove. I laughed.

"I know that Abbs, you excited about the movie?"

"Yes!  I've never seen two guys have sex before, but I heard
it was really cute the way they did it. Plus, I just want to
see Jake Gyllenhaal strip."

     I didn't know why, but I felt my heart sink as she said
that.  That's right, Abby's straight, I reminded  myself.  I
had  known  I  was bisexual since I was a child,  but  never
shared it with anyone. I especially couldn't tell Abby!  She
would so never want to sleepover again.

      I tried my best to smile, but knew it came off looking
sad.

"Well we'll be there shortly Abbs."

*Abby's Point of View*

      What  did I say? That was the only thing I could think
of  as  we sat in the car in silence, just listening to  the
radio for the rest of the short trip. I knew Soren too  well
for her to fool me.

     I saw the smile; it was the same smile she gave me when
her  parents divorced. She gave it while telling me she  was
fine. I knew it was a lie.

      She  couldn't  be  upset over me  commenting  on  Jake
Gyllenhaal, I knew she thought he was the sexiest man  alive
as  well. Of course, I was just trying to cover my bases.  I
had  to convince myself that Soren wasn't turning me on  and
it was just the idea of watching two men have sex.

     Two minutes later, we arrived. Soren parked the car and
jumped  out,  with  me not far behind. We  ran  in  quickly,
knowing we were already late. She went up to the counter and
to my surprise, paid for me.

"Soren, I can pay for myself you know."
"I  know, it's just we haven't seen each other in a while so
this will just be my treat."

      She  winked at me after saying that, and I could  feel
myself blush again.

      We  were  in the theatre within 3 minutes and settling
down for an enjoyable movie.

*Soren's Point of View*

Finally!  Now  I can just rest and enjoy at least  some  gay
people getting sex. I sat quietly next to Abby, set my purse
down and made myself comfortable.

***

"Oh  my  gosh  Abby,  this  is the  cutest  thing  ever."  I
whispered  in  her ear as we watched the two cowboys  slowly
kiss in the tent.

     I  felt  my eyes well up with tears watching the movie,
almost  feeling the love between the two men and  wishing  I
could feel that too.

"I know, I wish it could last forever." Abby replied, rather
strangely to my comment.

     I hadn't said anything to her throughout the movie, but
I  noticed  that  she was now holding my  hand.  Then  again
though, I didn't want to read too much into it. She probably
is just reacting to the movie and needs something to hold on
to,  I told myself. This doesn't mean she feels anything for
you; she just maybe is a little lonely.

*Abby's Point of View*

Please don't pull away, please don't pull away.

      Those  were the only words that I could think.  I  had
been moving my hand closer and closer to Soren's without her
noticing during the movie, but there was no way she couldn't
notice  the contact of my warm skin on her cold hands.  What
was this feeling? Why was it for her? Soren's a girl! You're
not  gay!  You  can't feel something for her!  My  head  was
screaming at me to let go but my body was urging  me  to  go
further.

***

     Tears  were rolling down Soren's cheeks by the  end  of
the  movie.  I  so wanted to kiss them away, but  I  knew  I
couldn't. It was hard enough holding her hand without anyone
noticing.

"Why'd he half to die? It's not fair."

      She  said it so silently that I wasn't sure if  I  was
even supposed to hear it. I just grabbed her hand tightly as
she stood up. Reluctantly, I let go of her now heated skin.

*Soren's Point of View*

     My  tears poured harder when she let go. Luckily for me
I  could blame it on the movie. Slowly, we made our  way  to
the  car. She took out the keys and started the machine. The
ride was in silence yet again, only this time it was because
of my tears.

     She  asked me again and again if I was alright,  and  I
just  kept  telling  her it was just the emotional  and  sad
ending  of  the movie. I thought she bought it  because  she
just smiled and nodded.

     We  finally pulled into my driveway and got out of  the
car.  I  unlocked my door and let her in. I watched  as  she
removed  her  boots and said how good it felt to  have  them
off.  I  shivered as she spoke. Her voice was soft and  felt
like  it just floated to my ears. I tried to hide my flushed
skin  and  suggested  that since it was  late,  we  just  go
downstairs to sleep. She nodded in agreement.

     On  the  way  down to the basement, something  happened
though that I will never forget. We were in the corridor and
my  tears were still going. She immediately stopped me  from
moving any further.

"Soren,  what's  wrong? You've been crying since  the  movie
ended and I know that that's not all it is."

      I looked at the beautiful girl standing in front of me
with  her hands on my shoulders. It just made me cry harder.
I  loved her so much, yet knew that she would never call  me
her girlfriend.

"It  just reminded me of something." I squeaked out  between
sobs.

"Soren,  what? You know you can tell me anything. You're  my
best friend and I love you."

      I  jolted my head up. She loved me? There's no way she
meant it in the way that I hoped. I still had to know.

      I  brought my lips closer to hers, but began to  panic
slightly.  I could feel her breath on my skin, but  couldn't
follow  through with the kiss. Regrettably, I forced  myself
back.

     You idiot! I thought, she meant that she loves you like
a  sister  or a best friend, not a lover! Now you fucked  it
up!

"Abby  I'm sorry, look we never have to mention this.  We'll
never  talk  about it. No one is going to find out.  I'm  so
sorry, please don't hate me."

      That  is  when  she did something that  I  will  never
forget.

"Soren, please, just don't cry."

     With that, she lifted my chin and placed her lips on my
own.  My eyes shot open as hers remained closed. It was  the
most  gentle  and sensuous kiss that I had ever experienced.
My  tears  stopped.  I somehow convinced  myself  that  this
wasn't the real thing though, and tried to pull back.

*Abby's Point of View*

"Soren, please, just don't cry."

     I gathered up all the courage I had, and placed my
mouth on hers. My eyes closed as I just enjoyed her soft
lips. After a few seconds, I felt her try to pull back. I
placed my hand on the back of her head and pulled her even
closer to me. I knew she wanted this. She couldn't convince
me otherwise, I saw it in her beautiful eyes. I wasn't going
to let her get away that easily.

     Feeling her relax slightly, I began to heat up. I
grabbed her shoulders and shoved her back into the wall. I
knew she enjoyed it, I felt her moan into my mouth. Her
hands then gripped roughly onto my shoulders and slammed my
back into the opposite wall. Before I knew it, we were
reenacting a Brokeback Mountain scene. Roughly, we kissed
our way down the rest of the stairs and onto the bed.

     I practically threw her onto the silky sheets as I felt
the warmth leave my lips. Not missing a beat, I jumped on
top of her and nearly tore her clothes off.

*Soren's Point of View*

     I didn't know what was going on, but didn't care. Even
if it was only for one night, I got to be with the girl of
my dreams. I wasn't going to let anything stop me from
having her; I wasn't going to let Abby get away.

     I nearly screamed as she tore off my shirt and scarf. I
was just laying there, bra and jeans, in front of the most
beautiful girl in the universe. I reached back and slipped
her shirts easily over her head, and ran my hands over her
smooth skin. Sitting up to meet her, I pressed my mouth to
her neck, kissing, licking and biting softly. Hearing her
moan nearly sent me over the edge, but all I wanted to do
was continue and please her. I wanted to show her how much I
loved her.

     I persistently kissed her neck whilst reaching her back
and unclasping her bra. It surprised me that I felt no
resistance from her. I slid it of her slender shoulders and
tossed it to the corner of the room. I continued kissing my
way onto her nipples which were already hard. I licked,
sucked and blew on one, then the other before continuing
downwards. As I kissed her stomach, I nearly ripped her
skirt off of her. I knew I seemed anxious but I didn't care
one bit.

*Abby's Point of View*

     My  hands ran through her silky hair as I continued  to
moan.  Feeling her on my breasts almost caused me to  orgasm
right there. I grew wetter and wetter as she continued to my
stomach.  Before  I knew it, my skirt was off  and  she  was
giving me oral through my thong.

"My  God! Soren!! Don't stop, keep going. Ahhh! It feels  so
good."

     I glance down at this goddess and she smiles, biting my
thong  with  her  teeth and dragging it to my  knees  before
using her hands to completely remove it. There I was, in  my
best  friend's basement, completely naked and dying to  make
love  to her. As I was lost in my thoughts, I felt the  most
wonderful sensation on my pussy.
     I  am  completely on my back and I don't even  remember
how  I got there. My legs are spread wide and I am not  sure
whether  I  did that or Soren did but knew I didn't  give  a
damn. Her long tongue drew circles on my clit and then would
suck  at  it  so  lightly that I swore  my  blood  had  been
replaced with electricity. She then continued to rub my clit
with  her  fingers while she moves slightly  and  teases  my
opening with her tongue.

"Please Soren!! I want to feel you in me, please!"

      Once  again she remains silent and smiles  coyly.  The
most wonderful rush runs through my veins and I bite my  lip
to  keep from screaming. Not that it matters, but still. Her
tongue  swirls  within  me and I know  I'm  close.  My  body
screams for a release but my mind tells me to make it stop.

     Soren felt I was close, and stepped up the pressure and
pace.  Pushing harder and moving faster I feel like I  might
pass  out.  I open my mouth to protest but cannot  find  the
words  to  say. If I tell her to stop, she'll think  I  have
regret. If I don't, I'm going to climax before her. I didn't
like  either option that much, but couldn't bring myself  to
cause her pain. I lay back and accepted the pleasure.

"Soren  I'm close, I'm so fucking close! I'm going to  come!
FUCK!!!!"

      This  time  I  scream as I feel  fluid  leave  me  and
pleasure  racks my figure. She continues to lick  until  she
knows  she has gotten all she can. Seemingly satisfied  with
her job, she moved up and lay beside me.

*Soren's Point of View*

     I cannot believe I just did that, but I cannot deny it.
Seeing Abby screaming for my touch, my love, me. I smile as
I turn my face and stare at my angel. She turns and stars at
me, a look of astonishment and guilt cross her delicate
features.

"Soren." she says meekly.
"Yes Abby?" I reply with my voice filled with concern and
love.
"You were amazing" she says it in almost a whisper, "and now
I'm going to repay the favor."

     Before I can dispute, Abby has removed my bra and
placed her warm lips over mine once again. I melt into her
kiss as she unzips my jeans. I hear her moan as she realizes
that I am not wearing any panties. She licks and sucks my
nipples as her fingers feel my entire pussy. I felt liquids
on my thighs and was not sure if they were mine of hers, not
like I even cared. Biting softly now my lean stomach, she
flicks my clit with her tongue and fire rushes through me. I
moan as she continues to mimic the motions I performed on
her. I had no idea it felt so good! Slowly, she inserts a
finger into me. I scream in ecstasy.

"My goddess, my Soren."

     My heart jumps at the words. I lean up to kiss her, but
she jumps for my scarf and quickly used it to bind my wrists
together.

"Not yet my goddess."

     Abby's sense of humor and love mixed in the sentence. I
sighed and lay back down as Abby continued her work.
     My legs began to twitch.

"Oh Abby, please make love to me! Faster!"

     My voice is commanding yet soft at the same time. She
looks up at me, winks and proceeds with my orders. I can
feel the impending orgasm as she continues. My hands tangle
in her blonde hair as I slightly push her harder onto me.

"Fuck Abby! I'm coming! FUCK ME ABBY!"

     I scream her name as I have the most intense orgasm of
my life. My body pulses and I think of nothing but her face.
My pleasure ebbs and Abby lifts my juices to her lips and
sucks on her fingers seductively. Sliding my hands out of my
scarf, I sit up to my angel, my Abby.

"Abby, I love you."
"Ha thanks Soren, I enjoyed it to."
"No Abby", I grab her hands into my own, "I really love
you."

     She sat with me in silence. I wasn't sure what she was
thinking. Was she going to reject me? Reject the fact that
we just made love? The answer scared me more than the
question I wanted to ask.

*Abby's Point of View*

     I couldn't believe it. She loved me? Like actually
loved me? Loved me as I loved her? No, that's not possible.
We are just two girls who happened to have sex, nothing
more.
     I couldn't convince myself. I loved her; I loved Soren
more than anything, even more than Adam. Adam! How am I
supposed to explain it? My head began to hurt with
questions. I loved her, but Adam.

"Abby, did you hear me?"

     Soren brings me back to reality as she clasps my hands
tighter, tears welling in her eyes. I've seen that look
before. She's scared. Scared of me. Scared of what I am
going to say. Should I lie to her and tell her I can't be
with her?

"Soren, I can't."

     I cannot bring myself to finish the sentence. My eyes
overflow with tears and she feels my pain.

"Don't say that Abby, please. Don't say that!"

     The pain is overwhelming. I can't hide it from her, I
can't hurt her. Adam has many girls after him, he could move
on without me. But Soren, she loves me. True and pure love.
I dare not do that to her, I dare not deny her. I love her,
she loves me. That's all that matters now.
     I raise my head and smile as she wipes away my tears.

"Abby. do you. love me?"

     She choked out the words as if they threatened to
destroy her.

"I do. I love you Soren! I have loved you for so long, I
just was scared. I denied it; I didn't want to believe it.
But I love you, I love you so much."

     At last I see her smile, the smile that fills my heart
with warmth. I lean forward and press my lips to hers. We
share a passionate kiss filled with untainted love.

"I want to be with you Soren. Always, please. Let's just
live in our own world. It doesn't matter what people think.
The point is we love each other and that is how it shall
always be."

"Thank you Abby."

     With that, we fall asleep in each others arms, to greet
the morning together, as lovers.

                           THE END