"J-Johnny," I moaned. God he was so good. His hands and fingers danced all over my body, making me tremble from his touch. His long, powerful thrusts made me gasp. I was powerless to stop him as he pushed me closer and closer to my limit. His lips left my neck and found mine. I kissed him back as much as I could. With one final thrust, he took me over the edge with him as we both cried out in bliss.

I bolted to a sitting possition in my bed, panting and covered in sweat. I looked around, for johnny, before I realized that it had been just a dream, just another dream. I screamed with fustration and fell back on my bed. I didn't do anything for a couple minutes other than let a few sad tears escape my eyes.

No, I'm not going to do this again. I sat upright in my bed and threw the covers off. I'm not going to just cry and do nothing about this. I quickly took off my pyjamas and headed across the hall to the shower. Today is the day I tell Johnny Test about my feelings for him. Hot water poured over my skin and refreshed my body. Even if i have to lose him because of it.

I guess I should explain all of this though.

The first thing that you should know is that my name is Sissy, Sissy Blakley.

Ever since I moved here six years ago, I've watched Johnny grow up from a cute kid with boyish charm to one of the hottest guys ever to walk the halls of Porkbelly high. We were both sixteen now and have changed a lot since we were just kids. He had had an enormous growth spurt and was at a current height of 5-11, 4 inches taller than me, his muscles had developed to the point where he was bulging with it, and he had developed a sort of manly ruggedness to him, but at the same time kept some of his boyish charm. But of course I couldn't make a move on him. No, we had become best friends now, ever since the eighth grade when he saved me from getting killed by Waco and the laws of best friends states that you can't ever be with your best friends like that.

It was so unfair to, because we're so perfect for each other. I have dreams about him and how things would be if we could be together. After eighth grade though, my dreams turned xxx rated. After three years of dreams, I think dream me and dream Johnny have done it every way possible on every surface of both his house and mine as well as half the places in Porkbelly. The bad thing about the dreams is that dream Johnny manages to finish me off in my sleep, so I normally wake up in a wet bed or worse when I wake up in the middle of the night just before dream Johnny pushes me over the edge and I have to... Do it myself, I guess you could say or else I'll never get to sleep, believe me when I say I've tried. Masturbating never really appealed to me, but it was a necessary evil if I wanted to keep up appearances around him.

But do you want to know the most frustrating thing about all of this is? I have absolutely no idea how Johnny really feels about me. We hang out almost every day, do almost everything together and on the very rare occasion when we're feeling relaxed we sometimes talk like we're flirting with each other. It's mostly joking around, but sometimes he says things that make me think different. Like this one time, Janet Nelson and her friends kept saying that I was just a cheap slut to my face. It got to me for some reason and I spent half an hour in my room crying, until Johnny found me and made me tell him what was wrong.

So I told him everything and you know what he did? He bent down in front of me, grabbed my shoulders, looked me in the eye and told me that Janet was a little bitch and that I was the most beautiful girl he knew. Then his brain managed to catch up with his mouth. His face turned red, probably as red as mine. He looked away and mumbled something about a new video game and if I wanted to play it with him. I said yes, but I ended up doing terrible. I couldn't stop thinking about what Johnny said.

Now you maybe wondering 'if Johnny's so great, how come he's not already taken?' Well the answer to that is simple; almost every girl that has ever tried to ask him out has gotten a death glare and a threat against their lives, curtsy of me. Hey, a girl's gotta right to protect what's hers. Only Johnny isn't mine. But that all changes today, because today is the day I finally make my move on him.

It was the hottest day of the year. A whopping thirty five degrees and it was still only the morning. If I wanted this to work everything has to be perfect. Mom was off on some business trip in the next state over. I had already turned off the air conditioner so the house was boiling hot. With the air conditioning off I had a reason to call Johnny over.

If I wanted this to work, I was going to have to make myself look as sexy as I could to Johnny. I went back up to my room and looked through my drawers. After a few seconds of searching I found what I needed. A black frilly, strapless bra with the matching panties. I couldn't help but feel a little dirty as I slid the soft fabric on. I shook my head and reminded myself that this was all to get Johnny and if getting Johnny meant that I had to dress and act like a slut then I'd gladly do it.

Speaking of the flame headed kid; it was time to call him. My legs suddenly felt weak as I walked towards my cellphone and dialled Johnny's number. After a few rings, a tired and grumpy voice picked up.

"This better be good." Johnny growled from the other end.

"Hi Johnny," I did my best to make myself sound tired.

"Oh, hey Sissy." Johnny's voice instantly lost it's edge to it, but he still sounded tired. "And how is my best friend doing today?"

"Awful," I moaned. "My air conditioner has blown up on me and my house feels like the inside of a volcano."

"I'm sorry to hear that," he said.

"Can you come over, please?" I switched to my pouting tone, knowing he can never say no to it.

"Sissy," he groaned. "It's not even ten in the morning yet, I'm too tired."

"Please," I said again, dragging the word out.

There was a sigh and a pause, before. "Can't you just come over here instead?"

"No," I whined like a three year old. Damn I am good at this. "You're dad will be breathing down our backs the whole time, like he does every time I'm over."

He groaned. "Fine, I'll see if I can steal one of my sister's inventions and be over in about ten minutes-"

"Great, thanks Johnny!" I said and quickly hung up.

OK, so now that I've got Johnny coming over, I've gotta think of what we can do together to show myself off, but at the same time not make it too obvious. For the next ten minutes, plots and ideas filled my head. Johnny was different from all the other guys from my school. Practically all of the girls in our school have, in some way, offered themselves to him, but he's always let them down gently. I know that he likes women who take care of themselves physically and pretty much despises shallow girls. He really hates it when all the popular girls in school act like sluts, so I can't make myself seem too easy. It's defiantly going to take a mixture of showing off my goods and decency to seduce him. I just hope I can pull it off. I was quickly pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the sound of my front door opening.

"Alright Sissy, I'm here." Poor boy, he still sounded so tired. Oh well, if all goes as planed he'll get plenty of sleep in between rounds.

"I'm up here." I called. I looked back to my bed and bit my lip. I've read plenty of magazine and know that the first impression is always important. And because Johnny and I have been only friends for so long, it's gotta be one hell of an impression to get him to see me in a new light. I jumped on the bed and crossed my legs slightly, tilted my head away from the door and draped my left arm over my forehead, letting my chest puff out.

Oh god, I hope this works.

"Hey Sissy I..." His words immediately cut off as he stepped into my room. I lazily opened an eye.

"Hey Johnny," I sounded groggy and tired, like I had just woken up. "Is that for me?" I said, noticing the machine in his hands.

"Uhhh," was his only answer. I had to fight back a giggle, watching him stair dumbly at me.

"Well, don't just stand there, turn it on already I'm dying." I whined. He snapped out of it and started fumbling with the device. The second it turned on, the entire room's temperature dropped by at least fifteen degrees. It made my entire body prickle with goosebumps and made my nipples hard in a second. "Oh, that feels so much better." It really was too, the house has been almost thirty plus all day.

"Uh, s-so what do you, um, wanna do now?" I noticed that he was trying hard to fight off a blush, but I pretended I didn't see it.

"I don't know, just hang maybe, talk?" I stretched and rolled onto my stomach, giving him a nice view of my backside. "Is there something wrong Johnny? You seem a little flustered."

"N-no, I um," his eyes scanned the room, looking everything but at me. "CALL OF DUTY!" he nearly screamed. "Let's play some call of duty, ya let's do that." He grabbed my arm and pulling me off the bed.

"Huh?" before I knew it Johnny had yanked me off the bed and threw me into my desk chair. He shoved the controller into my hands and started up my PS3. I glared Daggers at Johnny's back, but then got an idea to use this to my advantage. "Alright, how about some capture the flag." two rounds later, Johnny had the flag and was sprinting to our flag. "Faster, you're almost there." I shouted, pounding the buttons on my controller.

"Keep me covered, these guys can't do anything right." he said, referring to our team. A couple seconds later I shot someone going after Johnny and he managed to get the last point and win the game. "Alright!" he shouted.

"You did it!" I shouted and wrapped my arms around his head. Johnny completely froze as my breasts pushed into his face and again I pretended not to notice. I forced myself not to shiver as his hot breath tickled against my skin. I could just imagine how his breath would feel against the skin of my stomach as he made his way past my hips and in between my thighs.

Johnny's hand suddenly tapped my arm frantically and I realized I was suffocating him. He gasped when I let him go. My face was burning red as I looked away shamefully. Johnny burst out laughing when he saw my face. I glared and lightly slapped the back of his head, but I might as well have been a Miskito trying to bite an elephant.

"Sorry," he giggled.

"Hm," I said, pretending to be mad. "I'm going to get a drink, you want anything?"

"Sure, Pepsi if you got it." I walked out of the room, putting an extra swing in my hip. I heard Johnny mumble something as I walked out, but I couldn't hear what it was. Quickly hopping down the steps, I pulled two cans of pop out of the fridge and poured them into glasses. I ran back up the stairs and gave one to Johnny. Then we just sat down and quietly sipped our drinks.

This happened a lot between the two of us. We would some days just sit down and not do anything. These were the days that I really loved. Doing nothing except for being with Johnny.

"What do you want to do now?" He said.

I yawned and stretched a little. "I don't know, laze around, have a nap maybe."

"Sounds like a good idea. After all, I did get woken up two hours before I normally get up and be forced to entertain."

"You suck," I threw a pillow at his head. He laughed, throwing his arms up to defend himself. "Ahh!" I shrieked when all of the Pepsi in his glass flew out and splashed all over me.

"Oh shit," He got up and took off his jacket. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." He said, patting me down to get the drink off me. His hand moved up and suddenly placed itself on my breast. He was only trying to dry me off, but the contact still made me gasp.

He looked up at me confused, until he looked into my eyes. I could see a fire suddenly light in his eyes and felt the same in mine. He leaned in and our lips met in our first kiss. It was warm, tender, loving, more than I could have ever imagined. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him down onto the bed with me so we were laying on our sides. Our lips separated and we gasped for air.

"Sissy," I kissed him again. Words weren't what I needed right now. His strong hands moved to my back and started feeling my body. His hands reached my backside and squeezed. I gasped, this was better than any fantasy could ever be. Johnny pulled back, thinking he did something wrong, so I kissed him as hard and as passionate as I could, forcing my tongue into his mouth. He hugged me tightly as our tongues battled for dominance, neither of us willing to give into each other.

I slipped his jacket off of him and nearly tore his shirt off. He was shocked, but smiled in a sexy way and kissed me more. We rolled around on the bed, kissing like animals. His hands were moving upwards to my breasts slowly. He stopped just an inch short of the sensitive mound making me whimper.

"Please Johnny," I whispered.

He didn't deny me and cupped both of my breasts. I was in heaven as they gently started to kneading them with care. One of his hands stopped its motions and slipped around my back, there was a little click before my bra came off. Wait, did he just unhook my bra with only one hand? Damn he's good.

Suddenly his warm wet lips were wrapped around my nipple and started sucking like a starving baby. I threw my head back and moaned loudly, I'm glad no one's home today. His other hand His lips continued to explore my chest, then pulled away to kiss my lips. Johnny seemed happy playing with my breasts, but I wasn't, I wanted more.

My hand slithered down his chest, feeling the toned muscles ripple at my touch, before grabbing the waistband of his cargo pants.


"Shh. It's okay Johnny," I whispered. "I want this." I slipped out from under him and pushed him onto his back gently. Johnny blushed when I spotted the very obvious bulge in his pants, I just giggled and though about how cute he looked. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled the fly down. I slid his pants off. He blushed even more now that he was in nothing but a pair of boxers.

This was happening. This was really happening. I've wanted this for so long and now it's finally here. I'm a little scared that I'll suddenly wake up and find out that this was just another dream. My heart pounded in my chest as I slowly gripped the waistband and pulled them down. My jaw dropped as I marvelled at the sight of Johnny's manhood, all eight inches of it. "Wow, it's... It's so big." was all I could manage to say.

"It's not that big." he mumbled shyly.

I didn't listen to it and wrapped my hand around it. Johnny moaned softly as I pumped up and down slowly, amazed by the feel of it. It was so hard, but at the same time it was warm and soft. I leaned down and encased the head with my lips and started going down the shaft. Johnny's hand suddenly tangled itself in my hair and freed it from it's pony tail. He always said I looked better with my hair down. His hand tangled itself in my hair and massaged my head in affection. I took it as a sign of encouragement and started speeding up my bobs, taking more and more of it in my mouth each time.

The taste of it was so... erotic. It was way different than what I imagined it would be like. For one, I didn't think I would be getting so much pleasure from it. I also couldn't believe the feel of it in my mouth, so hot and soft. They way the skin moved as I ran my tongue over it. Johnny suddenly thrust upwards so the head pushed the back of my throat. I almost gagged, but I pushed the urge down. I was too determined to let anything ruin the moment. By the end of this Johnny will see me as a woman not just a friend.

"Oh god... Sissy I'm gonna cum!" Johnny warned, but I didn't listen to him. It only made me tighten my lips around him, suck harder and faster until his hot cum shot into my mouth. I paused for a second, savouring the taste. It was thick and maybe a little salty and delicious. I pulled Johnny's member out of my mouth and looked him in the eye. Johnny looked panicked like he was expecting me to kill him. Instead I gave him a sexy smile before swallowing his cum in one gulp.

Johnny starred completely wide eyed at me as I crawled on top of him and gave him a kiss. "Did you like that?" I whispered huskily in his ear.

"Yes," he breathed out still trying to recover. "But you're going to love this."

Before I could move, Johnny flipped our positions around so that he was on top. He kissed me again before I could question what he was doing and started trailing soft wet kisses down my neck. I moaned and urged him to continue. He started kissing even lower, ignoring my breasts as he went past them, down my stomach until he reached right above my panties. He grasped the waistband and pulled my last remaining peace of clothing off.

"Oh, Sissy" he groaned, seeing my shaved maiden hood.

"Do you like it?" I asked trying to be sensual. "Does it look good?"

He looked up at me and gave me a wicked grin. "Good enough to eat."

I only had enough time to widen my eyes, before he dove into me tongue first. "OH GOD, JOHNNY!" I screamed as he started to ravish me.

His fingers split my lower lips apart, allowing his tongue easier access to my dripping core. He nipped and sucked at my sensitive folds, making sure not to neglect any part of it. I fist the sheets and bit down on my lip to stop myself from screaming more. Dreams, Fantasies, neither of them had anything on the real thing. Without warning, one of his fingers penetrated me. My eyes rolled to the back of me head. The feeling of his lips and tongue on my clit, plus his finger slowly moving in and out of me made my entire body go numb with pleasure. The speed in which he pumped his finger started to increase, faster and faster. Again without warning, he added another finger.

Everything around me ceased to be as my orgasm started to approach. My breath became short and ragged. I was nearly there when Johnny abruptly pulled his fingers out. I whimpered at the loss of contact, then screamed as his tongue forced it's way inside of me. My hips bucked wildly, trying to push him in deeper. His hands wrapped around my legs and pulled my crotch closer to his face while he continued to eat me out. The feeling of his tongue darting in and out, caressing my inner walls was to much. I finally gave in to the torrent of pleasure and felt the most powerful orgasm I had ever had tear through me.

My body gave out, slumping against the matres as Johnny finished lapping up the last of my love juices. I was faintly aware of him climbing up on the bed beside me and giving me a long, passionate kiss. "H-how... how did you... learn... to do that." I panted.

"Let's just say that you're not the only one who wants this." He crawled back on top of me and planted a long, passionate kiss on my lips. Suddenly he broke the kiss. I opened my eyes to see him get off the bed and grab his pants.

"What are you doing?" That wasn't it, was it? He couldn't just leave me like this.

Johnny laughed at me. "Relax," Out of the pocket of his jeans, he pulled his wallet. I didn't understand what he was doing, until he pulled out a shiny foil packet.

I smiled as he climbed back onto the bed, taking the time to put the condom on himself. Then he looked into my eyes, searching me for any doubt or uncertainty. I leaned up and kissed him to show that I had no second thoughts. I wrapped my legs around his waist as I felt the tip of him line up with my entrance. I gasped when I felt it start to penetrate me. I winced a little as it went deeper into me. I had never had anything bigger than my fingers inside of me, now to have something so big inside of me felt so different. A sharp pain made me wince again when Johnny's manhood bumped my hymen.

This was it. Only a little deeper and my virginity would be gone. "Sissy, look at me." I did as Johnny asked and looked into those blue eyes I had fallen in love with so many years ago. "Are you sure that you want to do this? I don't want to you do something you might regret later."

I gave him a quick kiss and whispered in his ear. "Make me yours."

Johnny pulled out a little then pushed his entire length into me. The pain was just as bad as I thought it was going to be, maybe a little more. I swore and dug my nails into Johnny's back. He didn't say anything though and just stayed still. Even after I told him he could move, he refused to move until the pain had completely passed.

After he was certain I wasn't in pain anymore, he pulled out slowly then pushed back in. Again, Johnny repeated the process until he had built up a steady rhythm. It wasn't even close to what I thought it would be, no this was unimaginably better. The feeling of being connected to him in such a natural, yet completely personal way was beyond anything I could describe.

The slow speed was starting to kill me. I needed more. "Oh Johnny, harder! F-faster!" I screamed. He complied and stopped holding back, thrusting even deeper that before. I half moaned half screamed with pleasure. He kissed me, catching me by surprise, but I didn't care. My tongue forced it's way into his mouth. Our tongues danced and battled for dominance, while he kept thrusting into me. I could feel my orgasm building and I knew Johnny was close too. His thrusts were starting to lose their rhythm. He was trying so hard to hold out for me so our lovemaking could last just a little longer.

Suddenly Johnny's hands cupped my breasts and gave my nipples a hard twist. It was enough for me to reach my climax. I screamed as I rode out the waves of my orgasm, my inner walls tightened around Johnny's member and brought him over the edge too. I could feel his manhood twitch and jerk as it spilled Johnny's essence into the condom. We'll have to do this one day soon without that, but for now, everything was perfect.

Johnny pulled out of me and landed with a heavy thud next to me. We were both breathing hard, trying to calm our wildly beating hearts. Johnny pulled me closer to him and we did nothing but cuddle for another few minutes, basking in the afterglow of our orgasms, before either of us said anything.


"Hm," I hummed lazily in response.

"Was... Was this just a one time thing." I forced my eyes open to look at him. He looked so scared. Like the wrong answer would break his heart beyond any hope of repair.

"Only if you want it to be. The truth is Johnny, I've wanted to have more than just a friendship with you for years, but I was to scared that you'd reject me." He was silent, so I continued. "I love you Johnny. I've loved you ever since I first met you, but if you don't feel the same way, I understand. I would never try to make you feel the same way I do and if you just want to stay friends or just end our friendship now, then I won't try and stop you." I was almost in tears by the end. What if I was wrong? What if he really didn't love me and he just thought this was going to be some horny fuck between us.

He tilted my chin up and kissed me. It was such a tender and loving kiss that it made a tear escape my eye and roll down my face. "Sissy, I... I love you too." with that said, we hugged each other as best we could while laying on our sides.

I giggled when I felt a certain part of Johnny poking my leg. "Looks like somebody's ready for a second round." I said.

Johnny chuckled. "And a third and a fourth."

He kissed me as we once again let our lust for each other out.