Limitless Love

Limitless Love


Friends, We see so many come and go through out our life time. So many in fact we tend to take them for granted but there is always that one special friend. The one who has a massive impact on your life and a special place in your heart. The person to whom you can bear your soul and know it would be safe. Though in truth you never know what you have until its gone.


I had a friendship like that once. Tragically I lost it and it shattered my soul. There is not a day that goes past that I think of my beloved friend whom fate snatched so cruelly from the world. Despite loosing this once in a life time friend, Fate decided that another would be allowed into my life. This is my tale for those who wish to read it.


I remember the first time I saw her, I walked into my office just like any other day preparing for a day of hectic phones, ranting men and crying or screaming women. It was her jacket that first caught my attention. My Chemical romance Jacket, I love My Chemical Romance. I silently addressed her style and smiled to myself. She was most definitely into Alternative clothing. No longer was I alone in that. I was secretly grateful.


I never got to introduce myself to her until a few days down the line when a friend of mine introduced her too me. We hit it off immediately. She would brighten my day with funny emails and beautiful song lyrics but I did not know then the beautiful friendship that would develop between us.
I will not bother you with the tale of our bonding as I am sure it will bore you. She was my kitten and I her Phoenix and here on out that I shall be.


From the beginning of our friendship I hated her unhappiness and went through great lengths to prevent it. Even if I knew it would cause my own unhappiness. Her smile and laughter was worth it. She was the most important part of my life. Still is though I don't tell her as much as I should.


Her luck with love was rather questionable; at least in my eyes it was. She gave every thing and rarely got back what she wanted or deserved. I watched one by one as these abominations of men came and went. I ensured I was always there to pick up the pieces afterwards.


I then reached the point where I could no longer take her tears and unhappiness I sought to put an end to it.

I climbed to the top of the highest hill on the nights where it was dark and clear and upon this hill I would lay, watching and waiting.


Many weeks passed and I continued to lay and watched the stars, it was only when I started to give up hope did if finally happen. When I saw the falling star I made my wish. I wished that a man would come and look after her and make her happy like she should be. I watched the star as it fell from sight and closed my eyes for some time. I hoped my wish would come true.

That night I slept and I dreamt of her and all the silly things we have done together. Her laughter rang inside my head and her image haunted me. I welcomed her.


When the alarm sang, throwing me out of sleep, I turned it off and closed my eyes hoping to resume where I left off but it was not to be. Kicking the blankets away I pulled myself from the bed, clicking my neck with one mighty stretch.


I walked from my bed room and into the hallway and strolled at my leisure towards it not really paying attention to any thing around me. When I stepped into the bathroom I went to admire my naked form, I generally sleep nude as I live alone, I screamed for there was a naked man before me. My scream was not my own but a deep yell of fear that I did not recognise.


I thoroughly examined myself and my new attributes with much awe, confusion and wonderment. Then it became obvious to me, My wish had come true in a way I hadn't expected, I was to be the man to make her happy.


I went about my usual routine, I washed, brushed my teeth and with some difficulty I went to toilet. I then went back to my room. What ever magic I had encountered had thought of every thing I pulled clothes from the wardrobe and dressed and spent some time seeing is any thing about the male me was different. Very little apparently.


Gathering my money I learnt my name was Stephen, I soon fashioned me a new name of Phoenix. I picked up my phone and stepped out side where my car sat. I text her to say I was on my way. I set about the journey which passed uneventfully.


I pulled up outside her house and checked my reflection. Black shirt and jeans with a red tie. Her favourite I knew. I walked to the door and knocked. She came out with a smile, wearing a pair of jeans that hugged her but just right and a black and white stripy t-shirt with a see through mesh top. She looked amazing to me. Breath taking even.


She smiled and hugged me as friends do but I had more in mind. I drove to a local café and got her breakfast on me. We chatted as usual and I enjoyed her company, her beauty and the sound of her laugh.


After breakfast I took her shopping and spoilt her in every way I could. Clothes, chocolates and flowers. We went to the cinema and finally, after depositing the goods in the car, we went for dinner.

The food was almost as divine as the company... almost. We drank wine and then moved onto pints. I paid the bill and we decided to make the night last. After all, I did not know how long this wish would last, My thoughts drifted back to my boyfriend but I quickly forced them away.


We went to a club, by now I was far over the legal limit and I knew we would have to get a taxi or a hotel. My kitten said she didn't mind either but I settled on a Hotel. When we danced it was suggestive and the small flame of desire that burnt with in me turned into a forest fire with the heat to rival that of the sun.


Soon we headed to the hotel and got a room with ease. We took the lift to the second floor and found our room. No words were exchanged for the moment the door closed behind us our lips crashed, like a wave braking on the shore.


Long minutes were spent kissing but I wanted more and I was sure that she did too. I pulled off her clothes with little trouble and ran my nails hard down her back. She mewled like a kitten and squirmed. I pulled her over to the bed and pushed her on it. I set to work, Using my tie I bound her hands to the head board.


She lay naked before me and I mentally burned the image into my mind. I kissed, nipped and scratched my way down her body and cursed myself for lack of preparation. I guessed I would just have to improvise.


I stripped myself of my clothing rather hastily before resuming my mission of making her wreath in pleasure. I dragged my nails up the inside of her thigh before teasing her clit and proceeded to slip two fingers into the wetness that beaconed there.


I watched as I fucked her with my fingers, her0 moans, expressions and beauty. I have often tried to tell her how beautiful she is but she often shied away from such compliments and said that I am wrong, I now see that I was wrong, you are above beauty, you are enchanting.


Some how my hands were just not enough, I began to lick and suck at her clit, firmly holding her hips into place. She tried to buck as she moaned and squirmed in pleasure but finally she screamed as she came.


No longer could I be patient, my need for her growing, burning. I positioned her legs and guided myself in. I can not and will not attempt to describe how it felt, in no way could my words do it justice.


I began to thrust in and out of her, she begged me for more and I gave into her. The bed protested beneath us as I lifted her legs up onto my shoulders to allow me deeper.


I thrusted in harder, my hands gripped her hips so hard I'm sure that she would have bruises the next day but I was unable to stop myself and she did not complain. For that night she were mine and I intended to take full advantage of that.


When she came I knew I would not last and followed her over the brink. I rode out my orgasm before I collapsed beside her.


Neither of us spoke, we exchanged kisses and snuggled up. Nothing needed to be said.


It was the following morning when I awoke, snuggled into her back did the unanswered questions arise. I left you to sleep. I was no longer a male but back to my normal self.

When she awoke we exchanged smiles and good morning kisses but my fears that had plagued me before vanished. We had that day and though we agreed never to speak of it again some times I catch her looking at me and smile I can tell she is thinking about it. It's a welcome memory.


I only hope I'll live to do it again and hope she knows how much I love her, my dear enchanting friend.

A story written by your Phoenix Princess with Love.