**Tricking My Childhood Friend Into Being My Stupid Little Slut**

I’d known Sarah since we were kids—the girl next door, always tagging along, always laughing at my dumb jokes, always trusting me without question. That trust was why I knew I could get away with this.

We were in my bedroom, just hanging out like always. She was sitting cross-legged on my bed in those tiny shorts she loved to wear, nibbling on her lower lip while scrolling through her phone. I’d been teasing her all day, little comments here and there, seeing how far I could push before she’d notice.

“Hey,” I said, grinning as I flopped down next to her. “You ever wonder what it’d be like if we hooked up?”

She snorted, rolling her eyes. “Shut up, idiot.”

“I’m serious,” I lied. “We could just… experiment. No big deal.”

Sarah gave me that skeptical look, the one where her nose scrunched up. But then I saw it—the flicker of curiosity. She was biting her lip again. Bingo.

“You’re such a liar,” she muttered, but her thighs shifted just a little.

“Prove it,” I dared her. “Let’s play a game. If I can make you cum in under five minutes, you admit I’m right. If not, I owe you twenty bucks.”

She laughed, shaking her head. “You’re so dumb. Fine, whatever.”

I moved fast, pressing her back onto the bed before she could second-guess it. Her breath hitched as I settled between her legs, my hands sliding up her thighs. “Wait—I didn’t mean—”

“Too late,” I murmured, fingers slipping under the waistband of her shorts. Her pussy was already warm, the thin fabric of her panties damp. I smirked. “Fuck, you’re wet already? Were you thinking about this?”

Sarah flushed, squirming, but I hooked my fingers into her panties and pulled them aside. Her pussy was pink, glistening, her clit swollen under my thumb as I rubbed slow circles. “Oh—” Her hips jerked.

“Just relax,” I lied again, spreading her lips with my fingers. “It’s just a game, remember?”

I leaned down, licking a slow stripe up her slit, savoring her taste—sweet, musky. She gasped, hands clutching the sheets. “You—you’re not supposed to—”

“Shh,” I murmured against her clit before sucking it gently between my lips. Her back arched, a whimper escaping her. I slid two fingers inside her, curling them just right, fucking her slowly while my tongue worked her clit.

“Fuck, fuck,” she whimpered, trying to close her legs, but I pinned her thighs open. Her pussy clenched around my fingers, dripping, and I knew she was close. “I—I don’t—oh my god—”

I sucked harder, fingers thrusting faster, and she came with a cry, her whole body shaking. I didn’t stop until she was squirming, oversensitive, pushing at my head.

Panting, she glared at me, cheeks flushed. “You cheated.”

I licked my lips, grinning. “Nah, you just lost.”

Before she could argue, I kissed her, letting her taste herself on my tongue. She moaned into it, hips grinding against mine, and I knew she was done pretending.

“You tricked me,” she breathed as I stripped off my jeans, my cock already hard.

“Yeah,” I admitted, guiding her hand to my dick. “Now be a good girl and ride me.”

She bit her lip—that fucking tell—then climbed onto my lap, sinking down onto my cock with a gasp. “Oh fuck, you’re so big—”

I gripped her hips, helping her bounce, watching her tits sway as she fucked herself on me. “That’s it, take it,” I growled, slamming her down harder.

She came again with a scream, her nails digging into my shoulders as I pounded up into her, my own orgasm hitting hard, filling her up as she trembled in my arms.

Afterward, she smacked my chest weakly. “Asshole.”

I just grinned, pulling her close. “Admit it. You loved it.”

She hid her face against my neck, but I felt her smile. “Shut up.”

And just like that, I knew I’d won.