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Original title: Best Friend Confessions II (Audio Script)

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Playful teasing and gloating after a victorious video game battle turns into a confession of lust between you and your best friend… one that neither of you saw coming, but both had secretly hoped for. In this romantic audio, playful gloating over a video game battle turns into unexpected sex and a love confession between you and your best friend.

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:

Stories

Oh look at that, I win again!

You never stood a chance against that combo, only just managed to get yourself back onto the platform…

And you said you were amazing at this game! But you really are making some rookie errors.

Oh, come on, I telegraphed that move from like last week so you could anticipate it, and you still didn’t dodge it. Do we maybe need to practice a bit first?

I mean we could scale back a bit, maybe fight some bots, does that sound good? Could just ease you into it.

Oh wow, so maybe someone is a bit sour at the whole getting repeatedly dunked on throughout this game.

But if you insist, we can go again. Press start, then.

Here we go, ready to lose again?

It’s okay though, we all have skills. I mean you’re really fun, which is different from how you’re so easy to make fun of when we’re gaming.

I mean, sure, but I’m not the one getting royally schooled at the moment, am I? Tsk tsk, those fighting words sure are falling a bit flat.

You don’t need to worry though, you’ve got time to practice and there’s no one else here… no one needs to know how badly you’ve been defeated.

It can be our little secret, just between you, me…

and whoever sees my post on social media.

Now, it might seem like it’s embarrassing to get beaten this badly, but that’s only because it is.

Oh you say that, but watch as that health bar keeps going down, down and down. Oh, you’re hanging on by a thread and we’ve only just started… What’s your plan, hotshot?

Ah ah, there’s no running, you can’t jump back to any of the other platforms… I’m coming for you.

Hey hey hey, no messing with my controller! That’s cheating and, besides, it won’t make any difference any way… just a couple more hits before you’re done for.

See? Watch carefully, so you can see how it’s done when I just… and then… right here, and… ah ha! Dead!

How long did it take me to wipe the floor with you? A minute? Not even?

Oh this? This is my victory dance, it is an ancient tradition of my people, the awkward nerds…

Oh that’s not very nice, not very nice at all! Don’t you like my smooth moves, or is it more what they represent?

The harrowing and honestly shameful loss against my vastly superior skill set must have really taken a toll if you can’t appreciate my victorious prowess…

But it’s okay, don’t feel too bad. It’s just you didn’t have what it takes, the stamina or skill… to defeat me.

Hence the dance: it’s a sign of my victory and my superior-ness, which is absolutely a word, probably.

Yes, okay, superiority, I get it, you’re smart…

but you’re a sore loser.

Skill issue, clearly.

Hey hey, what no, come on, no tickling!

Oooh that’s not fair, no tickling! You’re cheating! This is an underhanded tactic…

Like I knew you had no game, but I didn’t think you had no honor! For shame, for shame.

No no, no more tickling, please… Don’t make me beg.

Stop stop stop.

This isn’t fair, oh stop, you know I’m super ticklish, especially right there…. it’s one of my weaknesses, oh come on.

Am I going to have to pin you down to get you to stop poking at me like that?

Because if this is how you want to play it, the game isn’t the only place I’ll dominate you.

I can bring it in the real world just as much, though admittedly with not quite as many fireballs as in the game… I’ve got to worry about the whole security deposit thing, you know?

See, see. How do you like it? How do you like the tickles? Now you’re at my mercy.

Oh god, oh no… man down… or… man and woman down.

But the battle continues onto the floor…

So tell me, fair maiden, will you yield or must I continue with the tickle attack?

Because the way I see it, you’re currently pinned beneath me and there’s not a lot you can do here… no easy escape.

Are you sure? Because I’ll be honest while I’d like to play this off as all macho, I think my weight more than my strength might be your undoing here.

I’ve got you trapped. There’s nowhere to go, you’re pinned and I could stay like this all day. There’s no ref to count us down for your defeat, so we could be here a while…

Unless you just tell me that you concede and we can get back up onto the couch and go for round three of your virtual defeat.

What? What’s that look? You just gave me this, like, wide-eyed thing, what was that?

It was something, I’ve never seen you do that before. What were you going to say? Or what were you thinking about?

Something sparked that look, come on, tell me… I want to know what that look means… I’ve never seen it before… but, I’ve also never had you pinned on the floor like this, maybe…

I’ve dominated you at the game, and now I’m dominating you in real life…

Do you like this?

You do? That’s… well… wow. I’m a little bit surprised but, definitely not opposed to it…

Is it the way we are, with me like this so close to you? Maybe it’s because you feel how excited I am too, since we’re pressed together…

or is it what I said about dominating you that’s got you feeling that way?

Oh wow… really? Well okay then.

So is this something you’ve thought about before, or is this more like a sudden epiphany?

Either way, it’s okay, like I wouldn’t want you to feel uncomfortable or like anything is wrong…. I’m just curious, really.

You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to… or I can get off you and we can…

Oh, okay...

No, I won’t move, but I want to know… were you ever going to tell me how you feel? That you think about me like this? Or were you hoping me beating you in every game would get rid of it?

Okay okay, but seriously, were you ever going to tell me? Or… or was there another reason it hadn’t come up?

Why? Well…

I guess it’s just that it would have been nice to know. Maybe we would have wasted less time… especially since you’re not the only one who’s thought about us like that… in that way.

I’d be lying if I said it hadn’t crossed my mind, a lot if I’m being honest. But you’re my best friend so I didn’t really intend on bring it up… I never want you to feel uncomfortable, with me or anyone else.

Which is all just to say, I get it. It doesn’t make you a wuss for not bringing it up…

I am a huge dork, I’ve never even tried to deny that, like, not even a little bit. I mean I have a genuine victory dance, which you saw me do.

So yeah, saying I’m a dork is like saying the sky is blue. It’s a fact, everyone knows it and I’d be real dumb to deny it.

If we’re getting things off our chest though, it’s you I think about, it’s always been you… I never would have acted on it, and I still won’t if you don’t want me to… I meant it when I said you’re my best friend.

But if we’re going to get things out in the open, yeah, it’s always been you, nobody else could come close. They never have.

It wasn’t worth the risk. This friendship is worth more than any fantasy, and I didn’t want to be the one to ruin it in case you didn’t feel the same.

I’m not as brave as you are…

Even if I stumbled into this confession… I’m glad I did, because hearing you say the same thing, that’s different.

That makes it all, I don’t know, more real? More possible? It makes it less of a risk and more of a possibility.

At least, if you want it to be. If not, we get up, chill on the couch, maybe game some more… this only goes somewhere if you want it to.

But I think you want to see where it goes, I think you want to find out what will happen. Is that right?

The look in your eyes feels a lot like foreshadowing, but in the hottest way I’ve ever seen.

Tell me what you’re thinking.

Well, then I’m going to ask you a very important question… and the answer will determine what happens next. Let me know when you’re ready…

Is it me? That you think of, that you want?

It’s you for me too… it’s always you, only you.

I want you…

Wow, I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to kiss you… but even if I could have, this was so much better. Can you feel how much I like it, with my hard cock pressing against you like this?

I’m so hard, and you’re so soft beneath me, so warm and soft and… fuck. How are you real?

Your lips are so impossibly soft, and they feel so good against mine, it’s just unbelievable.

I never thought this would happen… it was just a fantasy… not one I ever thought could be mine, I never even hoped… but, fuck, I thought about it.

I thought about you, all the time, and the feeling of you beneath me like this… kissing you…

I want more. I want more of everything, more of you, I just want more… I need you.

What are you doing? You want me to…?

Okay, okay, patience, be patient and I’ll…

Wow, that’s quite the role reversal but I’ve gotta say, I’m not mad about it.

The view of you straddling me like this is definitely going to fuel more than a few fantasies…

What are you…?

Is that what you wanted? To unzip my jeans and take me out, to see how hard I am for you right now?

Mm, fuck, that’s it. Your hand wrapped around my cock is so hot, I could passion from that alone…

Don’t worry, I won’t… I just meant, I like it. And you certainly seem to as well…

Are you going to do what I think you are?

Oh fuck, you are… you’re sucking my cock… your lips around me… while you stroke me… fuck, oh wow… That feels incredible.

Mmm, that feels so good, the way your tongue just…

Yeah, tease the tip, just like that.

Ugh, yes, that’s it, fuck, your lips feel so good moving slowly down my shaft while you stroke me…

Is it okay if I run my fingers through your hair while you… mmm, fuck… while you suck my dick?

Yeah, it feels so good… your hot mouth around my hard cock… it’s so fucking hot the way you’re looking up at me… such a needy look in those eyes while your mouth’s full of my cock.

Mmm, and the sounds you make as you enjoy yourself… I can feel them, so fucking good…

That’s so hot, oh god, do it again.

Mmm, wow… those little kisses down the length of my shaft, fuck, what a tease…

That feels so good. Yes, just like that.

Oh wow, that… What did you just do with your tongue? That was… incredible.

Never in a million years did I think something like this would be happening between us… I can’t believe this is real.

It feels so good, the feel of your lips against me, your tongue running along my shaft, that methodical rhythm, fuck… it’s perfect. You’re perfect.

You look so good with your lips around my cock like that, and the way you keep looking up at me, fuck it’s so hot… Don’t stop.

Fuck, the feeling of your hand around my shaft, moving up and down in time with your lips… fuck, it feels so good.

Yes, keep going, you’re doing so fucking good… such a good girl, keep going, just like that.

I want more though…

If dreams are coming true tonight, I want to feel your pussy around my cock, and your thighs squeeze my hips…

I want you to ride me, I want to feel you, I want to hear you moan as you grind on my cock. Please… I need to be inside you.

Don’t worry, I have a condom.

That’s it, go slow…

It’s so good…

Let me savor these fantasies all playing out right now while you…

Mmm, fuck. You feel absolutely fucking incredible, that’s it. Go slow for me.

That’s it, take me, take my fucking dick.

How does that feel? Does it feel so good when I’m filling you up?

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