Okay, I'm 17 nearly 18 (birthday next week) and my parents bought me a purity ring.. A promise to God sort of thing. I'm full catholic and growing up... Every Sunday at church my family and I sat by my best friend and her family, we did everything together... Went on a mission this past August and last week it was her 18 birthday. We're a week and a half apart... But we got drunk.. We did everything. And the only thing I remember clear as day is going down on her... Hearing her moan and tasting her, being able to kiss her everywhere, and being cross-faded it only enhanced the experience. Feeling her between my legs... and since then she's been begging me to not day any thing. She asked me to low key go down on her when we were alone.. But I told her about the early birthday present from my daddy... I can't wear it. Knowing what I did is crazy... I can't confess cause Father Paul will look at us differently... I'm in love with my beatfriend but can't have her.... I keep reminiscing about that night and now she's asleep in my bed... Naked. I know I shouldn't do this but I want to. I lusted for her and crave her... I crave her taste, her moaning... Her orgasms. My parents are out of town and their perfect daughter is fucking her best friend... But what's worse is I regret nothing. I enjoy how she goes down on me, the hickies she leaves in discreet places... Feeling her tongue along my thighs to my hips, the feeling is exotic, it's like a drug. I feel the need for her now. I Look forward to ripping her clothes off after a rough day. She's my outlet... And when she's having a bad day, she expects me there... I know i should at least be doing this with a guy.. And I have tried.. But all I kept thinking about is her and how I'm betraying her. I promised her forever and the next some guy is making me wet with his dick... The feeling alone is hurtful. I crave my best friend... All the time. Every time I turned on, I think about her naked in my bed moaning and knowing I turn her on.