[M4F] Just because you only see me as a friend doesn't mean you can't use my tongue from time to time

I was nervous about telling you how I feel. We had been friends for so long, what if I make things weird? Telling you I loved you wasn't worth the risk I might lose you as a friend. But months passed, my feelings didn't subside and I couldn't take it any longer.

It went better than I feared. I mean, no, you didn't love me back. I'm not that lucky. But you let me down gently and we continued being friends, pretending the conversation didn't happen. Until that late Friday night when you texted me to come over.

You were lying in your bed, wearing just your small, cute pajamas as you explained what you wanted. It had been a while since you were with a guy. And girls have needs, too. No, this didn't mean you were interested in me. You just needed to scratch an itch. And you figured that since I...

I only hesitated for a minute or two. It wasn't quite what I wanted, but it was better than nothing. I would ge to touch you, to taste you, to give you pleasure. And who knew, maybe there was a tiny, tiny chance that you would change your mind if I proved I could satisfy your needs? Minutes later, my tongue was buried deep between your legs and I was licking away with more enthusiasm than I'd ever experienced. Some more minutes later, your loud moans filled your bedroom and they didn't stop until you finally pushed me away.

You seemed to appreaciate my help, but not in a way that might finally bring you into my arms. You seemed to appreciate it the same way you appreciate a friend who helps you move apartments or gives you a ride to the airport, a totally sexless, platonic way, as if it the favor I was doing you was something completely ordinary, and not making you writhe in your sheets every time you asked, and getting nothing in return.

A few unspoken rules soon formed. First, I never initiate. I come eat you out only when you ask me to. Second, my cock stays in my pants and we pretend it doesn't exist. You've certainly never acknowledged the possibility it might exist or that I might have needs and urges too. These evenings are for your pleasure only. And three, I may lick you, touch you, rub you, anything to bring you closer to the orgasmic bliss, but we never kiss. That's not what platonic friends do, after all. And platonic friends is all we are.

Except the little favor everyone now and then, of course. After all, girls have needs, too, and who better to help than a friend.

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Hi ladies! If you like the idea of being a pillow princess who uses a guy for her pleasure without giving anything back, look no further! Just text me, your good friend who might be a little bit in love with you, and have him come over to pleasure you. A skilled tongue is miles better than your hands or a vibrator, and this one comes with no work on your part required and no emotional attachment either.