Girl Problems Pt 01

Steph and Sarah had been friends forever. They lived a few houses apart since childhood. They played the same sports, went to the same schools, attended the same church, and both worked part time at the same places.

Steph is now 19 years old, still living at home with her parents, still has a hot dancer body from years of cheerleading and has long blonde hair. Her D cup tits are her second-best feature. Her ass is amazing. She too had an apartment over her parent's detached garage.

Sarah is also 19 years old, lives in the apartment about the garage at her parent's house, still has the same hot dancer body from years of cheerleading, and fire red long hair. Her tits ballooned up to DD and that's why she no longer cheers or plays sports. Her best feature also is her ass if you could believe it. It's actually an internet phenomenon and is legendary in the area.

Since leaving school Steph and Sarah are trying to figure out how to be adults, what kind of woman they each want to be, and how to attract the right kind of men.

The problem is they are both always having problems.

Steph has a new boyfriend, Dalton. He is much older, has a nice car, his own apartment, lots of money, very handsome, but he is the world's worst kisser. "He's good at eating pussy and fucking. Nice dick too. But how can a person be a terrible kisser?" Sarah asked Steph.

"Not sure." Sarah responded as she was getting ready for her night out with other friends. She was finishing her make up when Steph dropped the bomb.

"Could you help me?" Steph asked.

"With what? Teaching Dalton how to kiss. Have you even told him that he's bad at kissing?" Sarah asked.

Steph shook her head.

"You need to learn how to communicate better. Talk to him, guide him, be gentle." Sarah stated as she finished with her lip gloss.

"That is a lot of work though. And a real hassle." Steph stated whining and hitting a pillow.

"How do I look? Make up okay? Hair, okay? How about the outfit? Too short? Should I wear panties?" Sarah asked.

"It's all great. And no. No woman should ever wear panties. Do you even own a pair?" Steph responded in the same grumpy tone.

"No. I don't. But fine. Bring Dalton over here tomorrow. Tell him I need help with something and then you leave. I will do what I can." Sarah advised as she picked up her purse and the two left.

"Thank you. I owe you one." Steph advised.

"I will see you tomorrow with Dalton. 10 am. And technically. You owe me 104. Not one." Sarah explained. And yes. She was actually keeping track.

Sarah left her car to hang out with friends. They went dancing, drinking, and looking for men. Unlike Steph who had Dalton for the last several months. Sarah was single and had been single for a bit too long. She had sex with guys. One-night stands or weekend flings. But she also wanted a boyfriend that she could brag to Steph about.

None of the guys came close to her list of requirements. So, she went home alone. A very rare thing indeed.

Sarah got up early, exercised, made breakfast, showered and was ready for Steph and Dalton.

They arrived right on time.

"Oh high. Thank you for your help, Dalton. Steph my mom needs you up in the main house." Sarah explained as she pulled Dalton up the stairs to her apartment over the garage.

Without Dalton knowing. Steph left in her car. Dalton was stranded.

"So, Steph said you needed help with some things. I don't know how handy I am. But I will help." Dalton stated.

Dalton was actually very good looking. 28 years old, short mildly curly brown hair, perfect teeth and smile. He worked in finance, was a bit on the nerdy side, but Steph loved everything about him except the kissing thing.

Sarah sat down and patted the couch next to her. Dalton figured he had been tricked and was likely being broken up with by Sara instead of Steph.

"The thing is Dalton. Steph wants me to help you..." Sarah began to explain.

"Oh. Is she breaking up with me? But using you to do it? We are already planning two trips. They are paid for. Bummer. I really like her too." Dalton stated. He wasn't mad or crying. Just disappointed.

Dalton went to stand up.

"Nope. None of that. You are a terrible kisser. Steph is too chicken shit to say it or fix you. I am her best friend. I have been for years. And I fix problems." Sarah explained.

"Okay. A lot confused now. How are you going to fix my terrible kissing? As you explained it and called it." Dalton asked.

"We will watch some movies, I will help you with movement of your lips, and tongue. We will discuss breathing and saliva." Sarah explained as though she had thought it out.

"Hmm. Interesting. I knew I wasn't the greatest kisser. Maybe I'm a bit aggressive and sloppy. I had a girlfriend tell me years ago." Dalton stated as he sat down next to Sarah again.

"I am not sure how long it will take. But I think we can fix your issue. I guaranteed Steph. I do not go back on my guarantees." Sarah stated in a professional but assertive tone.

"Hmm. Again. Interesting. So, Steph is prepared to break up with me?" Dalton asked.

"No. She said you are a great guy in all respects, money, looks, attitude, and even cock. She mentioned repeatedly you are great at eating pussy. I suspect she intends to marry you and have your children. From the way she talks about you of course." Sarah explained.

"Hmm. Okay. I like you, Sarah. I really do. You are Steph best friend. But kissing exercises and retraining. This sounds like it may take a while. Not just and 4- or 8-hour one day session." Dalton explained.

"Well, I guaranteed Steph results. So, if we do an hour here and there. Over time. I guarantee you will get better." Sarah explained. Doing her best to convince Dalton.

"I'm not trying to hurt your feelings. But there is a bit of a boundary issue. And a trust issue. Can you call Steph, put her on speaker, and as long as she is okay with kiss training. Then I will do it." Dalton continued to negotiate.

"Yeah. That's no problem." Sarah stated as she tapped a few keys on her phone.

"Uh oh. What's wrong?" Steph asked, worried. After answering her phone. You could hear the sounds of noises in the background that sounded like driving.

"Steph. I just want to confirm what is going on here. Not that I don't trust your friend Sarah. But am I bad at kissing? Do you give me permission to train with Sarah? This may take some time. Not one or even two sessions. You will not be jealous, and you are telling me I am allowed. Sarah even told me that you want to marry me someday." Dalton asked.

"Well yes to everything. I really love you. It's been the greatest months of my life. Your only fault is your kissing. You eat pussy like a pro. But kissing lips. It's zero out of 100. My best friend Sarah guaranteed she would help you and turn you into a great kisser. You have my permission to have as many training sessions as needed. I will even drive you to her house and drop you off. I know you have a car. And. Yes. I would love to marry you. This will in no way make me jealous and I will not break up with you. But I have considered breaking up with you due to the bad kissing. Please do it. For me!" Steph stated.

"Fine. For you. But you cannot get mad. No matter what! I will improve my kissing ability. I will not let you down." Dalton promised and hung up the phone.

"See. I wasn't lying. I was telling the truth." Sarah explained.

"Yeah. I knew you were telling the truth. This is too odd to be a trick or a game. But now I have some requirements too. You just heard that your best friend loves me and wants to marry me. You guaranteed I would be better. Now you are fucked." Dalton stated. His mood is changing.

"Um. What?" Sarah asked, shifting her legs.

"Well as I see it. I can get anything out of this. You will look like a failure, if you tell Steph I tried other things with you. Which is exactly what I am saying you will do. And if you kick me out and I explain to Steph that you backed out. Then you will likely lose your best friend." Dalton stated smiling.

"So... what is it you want?" Sarah asked again.

"Leave your phone here. Let's go for a walk." Dalton stated and rose to his feet.

Sarah knew she was in a bit of a bind. But she could easily get out of it.

"No. No purse. No other things. We will walk as we are." Dalton stated. He was scared he may be recorded on camera or phone when he would propose his plan.

"Fine fine. But I'm going to be a bit cold. Short skit, boots, tank top. I was wearing this because it's warm here. Can't I at least grab a coat?" Sarah asked.

Dalton picked up her big bulky winter coat and searched through the pockets before handing it to her.

Sarah pulled it on, and they walked outside.

"I have one major problem. Other than I am a bad kisser. This may be a long explanation. So, bear with me. I work in finance. Most of it is about looks, hours of work, clothes, cars, money, and again. Looks. I want to go up the food chain. I have been stuck where I am for too long. I have theories but no definitive proof. I have seen others bypass me. When their numbers have been worse than mine." Dalton explained as they walked down the sidewalk in Sarah's residential neighborhood.

"I love Steph. I really do. She's great. For the most part. There are lots of things she lacks in. I would marry her right now. I really want to and intend to. But right now. You have no choice but to help me. And I am going to use you for my benefit." Dalton explained as he grabbed Sarah's hand.

Sarah did not flinch and continued to hold Dalton's hand as they walked. "So, you said looks. They are that important. Are you talking the woman you have on your arm?" Sarah summarized.

"Yes." Dalton responded.

"How about the clothes. The cost, the look, the type. How about the vacations, the locations, the dinners, the events. How about the family she comes from? Is that looks too?" Sarah also summarized.

"Yes." Dalton responded.

"So, you and Steph break up. Then you and I are instantly together. You get to use me and show me around in nice clothes, I will use my charm, and wit and good upper-class behavior to help you move up the ladder. My family's connections, my connections, and all that." Sarah added.

"Yes." Dalton responded.

"Dating, love, courtship, trips, clothes, money, and marriage even? Would we have to be fake married?" Sarah asked.

"Yes. Likely eventually. But there are lots of other ins and outs. The biggest issues are the events, parties, and trips. A lot of these places are absolutely crazy with drugs, women, hookers, and stuff. I have not been able to bring up this kind of stuff with Steph. You know her. If she knew this was the kind of work environment, I would be a part of. She would explode. You and your family have been a part of it for years. This is no surprise." Dalton explained.

"Yeah. I heard who you worked for. I didn't tell Steph. Hoping you just didn't partake. And since you have been passed by. It's obvious you haven't been in the dirty stuff." Sarah stated.

"Exactly. So, you. I need you. I will pay for clothes, cars, trips, jewelry, plastic surgery even. And even for your time. The problem is some of these parties are weekends, weeklong, or even longer. We went to Italy and surrounding areas for 35 days in a row last year. That's us, in a hotel room, dinners, beaches, and everything." Dalton advised.

"Okay. Somehow, we will explain it to Steph. Maybe I got a travel job or something." Sarah explained.

"Well. One big hurdle. This will also not just be for looks." Dalton stated as he turned to face Sarah.

"Seriously?" Sarah responded.

"See. That's what I mean. If I had said that to Steph. She would be lost. You are much smarter on your feet and on the books. And yes. Seriously." Dalton responded smiling.

"Well for one thing I hope you know this may ultimately backfire in your face. You may get fired, dumped, and a whole lot more!" Sarah sighed.

"Yes. But the upside. I could be a billionaire in 3-5 years." Dalton stated looking around.

He then pulled out his phone and checked on Steph. Her phone was back at her work. Her car as well. 15 miles away.

Dalton was now holding Sarah in both of her hands. Staring straight into her beautiful face and eyes. Sarah let out a big sigh. The mildly cold air made her breath visible.

"Fine. I agree. I'm in. For the whole thing." Sarah stated.

"Good. I figured. You really have no choice." Dalton smiled as he pushed Sarah backwards into a huge group of bushes over six feet tall. Sarah let out a small "yelp" due to being surprised.

The bushes lined the sidewalk from the houses. It helped make the area look more forest like and you saw less fencing, brick, and what not. The other benefit is how thick and dense it is. All the way up to 6 feet tall.

Sarah flew through the air but landed on her back on some soft-ish plants. She looked up to see she was surrounded on all sides by the plants. She then looked down to see Dalton also was in the bushes with her, his face between her thighs. He was licking his lips as he stared up her skirt and at her expose's hairless pussy.

"Time to start practice." Dalton stated laughing as his face dove into Sarah's pussy.

Sarah's head slammed back, hard against the ground, her legs shook, her body quaked. She had just agreed. She did. And oh my god he was good and eating pussy. It was like 5 guys attacking it with the softest beaver fur mittens. Sarah could not explain it past that.

In less than 2 minutes she orgasmed. She patted Dalton on the head. She was breathing hard.

"Oh. I know you are there. But I never stop at 1!" Dalton stated coming up for air.

Sarah slammed her head down and pushed her hands up under her sweater to squeeze her tits. "Don't tell Steph. Don't tell Steph." Was all she could think about. Well not all she could think about.

10 minutes later Dalton was helping Sarah out of the bushes, she brushed off her front as Dalton brushed off her back. Dalton looked around and Sarah was smiling ear to ear. They had been barely hidden in the bushes as Dalton ate Sarah's pussy. Public sex always got Sarah off really fast.

"I'm glad she wasn't lying about that!" Sarah joked.

"That is only the beginning. I have dinner next weekend. We will need to go shopping. Like right now. Do you have a salon or hair stylist you like? Make up artist? Mani, pedi, personal trainers? Nutritionist?" Dalton rattled off quickly.

"Yes. Yes. I have all of those. But you will need to get me..." Sarah stated as she looked up to Dalton.

Dalton was handing her a very expensive wallet worth $50,000. Inside it was stacked with cash and 4 credit cards. Each with her name on it.

"You have been ready? My name is already on these." Sarah explained.

"Yep. This had been sort of planned." Dalton stated as he walked back to Sarah's apartment. Still holding hands.

On the way back Dalton talked about what he expected from Sarah. She understood what he wanted and needed for work. Steph wouldn't really be around. She worked a lot, and his work was mostly in the city. Not to mention the dinners and parties.

"Oh. Do you have any friends? Easy friends that would want to party. Coke, weed, and pills will be available. As well as the chance to bag a millionaire." Dalton asked.

"Oh yeah. I know plenty of easy girls. And you don't want hookers, right? Just girls that want to party, have sex, and try to secure one of your co-workers?" Sarah asked.

"Yep. No paid employees. One of our competitors had issues. They got caught in a police sting. Lots of lost jobs and revenue. Too bad." Dalton laughed.

Walking up the stairs to Sarah's apartment she could feel his nose under her skirt. If she had turned around, she would have seen Dalton. And yes. He was likely that close.

The front door hadn't even closed, and Dalton was kissing Sarah. Too aggressively, too much tongue, and all over the place. But he did pull off her clothes, unsnap her bra, and her skirt was on the ground. Bad kisser but good at everything else.

Then he carried her to bed. He tossed her on the bed and joined her. He took his time. Kissing her body, touching her tits and pussy. And saying very romantic things in her ear.

In no time at all his dick was inside of her. Sarah was moaning and had another orgasm. She laid panting on the bed as Dalton lubed up his cock.

"I'm as wet as it gets. You won't need that." Sarah stated, sitting up on her elbows. Her DD tits staring straight ahead.

Dalton looked at Sarah and she stated, "Oh. Backdoor. Gotcha."

Sarah flipped over on her knees and stuck her butt back. It took quite a long time to adjust. Dalton was a bit thicker and longer than average. But a lot of lube and time will get you there.

Dalton then hammered Sarah hard. Sarah was playing with her clit until Dalton filled her up.

Dalton laid back until Sarah finished with her last orgasm.

"Okay. So is butt stuff going to be a daily thing?" Sarah asked.

"Yep. But don't forget the toys too." Dalton stated.

"We need to go shopping. Get moving." Dalton stated as he got dressed.

Sarah sold her used car, and Dalton bought her a new Mercedes S class. She got knew dresses, pantsuits, and lots of expensive accessories. After hours of shopping, they returned to her apartment.

Still no Steph. "Got time for a BJ?" Sarah asked.

"Of course. Been months." Dalton replied.

After a nice long slobber. Dalton filled Sarah's mouth.

Dalton zipped up and gave Sarah her new schedule.

Dalton left with a smile.

"I think I just stole or was given my best friends boyfriend?" Sarah thought.

"Oh shit."