**”Convincing Her”**

I’d been thinking about this all week—how to finally make my move. My friend Sarah was sweet, a little naïve, always trusting. And tonight, she was sprawled on my couch in those tight little shorts, laughing at some dumb show, completely oblivious to where this was headed.

“Hey,” I said, shifting closer. “You ever wonder what it’d be like if we… you know, messed around?”

Her brows knit together, that adorable confusion flashing across her face. “What? Dude, no. We’re just friends.”

I smirked. “Yeah, but friends can have fun. I mean, have you ever even tried it with a guy who *really* knows what he’s doing?”

She bit her lip. Good. She was thinking about it.

“C’mon,” I coaxed, leaning in. “Just let me touch you a little. If you hate it, I stop. No big deal.”

Sarah hesitated, her cheeks flushing. “I… I guess? But just—just a little.”

Fuck yes.

I reached over, sliding my hand up her thigh, feeling her warm skin under my fingers. She tensed, but didn’t pull away. “Relax,” I murmured, slipping my fingers under the hem of her shorts.

Her breath hitched when I brushed against her panties. Already damp. Fuck, she was easy.

“You’re so wet already,” I teased, rubbing slow circles over the fabric. “You *like* this, don’t you?”

Sarah whimpered, her legs parting just a little. “I—I shouldn’t…”

I didn’t let her finish. My fingers hooked into her panties, pulling them aside, and suddenly my thumb was pressing right against her bare clit.

She gasped, back arching. “Oh my god—!”

“Shh, it’s okay,” I whispered, grinding my thumb harder, feeling her slickness coating my fingers. “Just let me show you how good I can make you feel.”

Her hips jerked, her pussy clenching around nothing. I pushed two fingers inside her without warning, stretching her tight little cunt.

“Fuck!” she cried, her nails digging into the couch.

I curled my fingers, rubbing against that sweet spot inside her, watching her face twist with pleasure. “You’re taking me so good,” I growled. “Bet you never knew you needed this, huh?”

Sarah was panting now, her thighs shaking. “I—I shouldn’t—oh god, don’t stop—”

I didn’t. My fingers fucked her harder, her wetness soaking my hand, her moans getting louder. Then, with my free hand, I yanked my dick out of my pants.

Her eyes snapped open when she saw it—thick, already leaking. “W-wait—!”

“Just a taste,” I said, guiding her head down. “You’ll love it.”

And, like the good, gullible girl she was, she opened her mouth.

The second her lips wrapped around my cock, I groaned. Her tongue swirled awkwardly, but god, the way she sucked, so eager to please…

“Yeah, just like that,” I hissed, thrusting deeper into her throat. She gagged, tears welling up, but I didn’t stop.

Her pussy was still dripping around my fingers, her hips grinding helplessly. “You wanna cum?” I growled. “Then take it all.”

Sarah whimpered around my cock, her body trembling. I pistoned my fingers inside her, twisting, relentless—until she *screamed*, her cunt clamping down, squirting all over my hand.

The second she came, I yanked her head back, slamming my dick between her tits. “Fuck, you’re such a good little slut,” I snarled, stroking hard.

Her eyes widened as the first thick rope of cum splashed across her face.

And just like that—I’d tricked my sweet, innocent friend into becoming my plaything.