[MF] (Long Best friends)

While I excel at writing fiction, the following events are entirely true. I have never written out, or even told anyone this before, perhaps the semi-anonymity of Reddit has emboldened me. Either way…

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My best friend for most of my time at the University was a girl who, frankly was every guys dream. She was fun, bubbly, cute, and a total flirt. We had met her first semester at the university at a orientation mixer at a local dance club/bar. She was dancing and I stepped on to the floor on a dare from a buddy. She reached out, put her hand on my shoulder and said: “Dance with me.” I, never having danced before, was instantly entranced. We danced for hours, and spent the rest of the night talking. Although I tried, she went home alone.
We met the second time at a university counsel meeting. We were both new members, and she walked in, saw me, and immediately sat down next to me. Through the entire two hour meeting we chatted back and forth on a notepad, mocking the proceedings, telling jokes and enjoying ourselves. I never did find out whether she remembered me from the dance floor, but after that we were inseparable We would talk, go for ice cream, go out drinking, study and generally just loved being around each other. She would call me at 3 am, and I would come over. Despite my best efforts, she still wouldn’t go any further than the occasional kiss. She had boyfriends, who would always try to control her. I would watch from the outside as each ‘relationship’ would implode, their ignorance of who she was being their downfall. She wanted to be free. She would use a guy for what he could give her, and then, once he became enamored, bewitched and full of himself, trying to make her his own, she would release him, never speaking to him again. Ours was a deeper connection. She wouldn’t sleep with me, but she told me her darkest secrets, her dreams, her loves, and hatreds. Each conversation, each interaction entwining us closer, as friends, but also, as something akin to lovers, without the sex.
In the course of time I found a girl friend who was a poor substitute at best, and she had one of her ever changing ‘boytoys’ but we would go out just the two of us. My girlfriend hated my friend, and I hated her ‘guys’ guts, but we would all tolerate each other when we were in each others company. One day, my girlfriend went on a trip to New York City with her best friend, my friends boy toy went somewhere for business, and my friend and I went dancing.
I brought her home after, and once I left her, I texted her to ask if she wanted a massage. It was completely out of the blue, but it felt right. She responded immediately that she would love a massage, so long as it was accompanied by taco bell. I ran out to the restaurant, grabbed her favorites, and was back at her place. After eating we put on one of her favorite shows (a Korean comedy that she had found), and I slowly started to massage her neck. Slowly working her tiny muscles rubbing any soreness out of her body, she sighed, and began to moan ever so slightly.
Gently moving my hands over her body, her neck her shoulders, I bent down and kissed her neck, and for the first time, she leaned into me, letting me taste her skin, her softness, her sweat. Not believing at first but then, suddenly confident, I reached down, and lifted her blouse exposing her black bra, and carefully massaging along her back, as she lay on a blanket we had spread out on the floor. In the light of the television in the background, she lay softly moaning and sighing as I worked down her back, then up her legs, ending in the soft wetness between her legs.
her bra still on I gently pulled down her skin tight leggings revealing her naked body beneath, then reached up and unclipped her bra. She lay face down and called for me not to stop. Carefully, I lay on my back took her hips in my hands, and without hesitation leaned forward and dipped my tongue into her slit, sliding up her as she caught her breath, catching her clit in my teeth and lips…. Her wetness to this day, is the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted. Before long she was moaning and writhing against my mouth as I tasted her long awaited climax…
I was hard as I have ever been as she pushed herself to her knees, without turning around backed up until we were face to face, and climbed on to my cock, hungrily waiting for her. I didn’t last long, but it was long enough for her to cum again, hot, wet, and delicious as her lips and mouth tasted almost as good as her slit… She rode me over and again until I was completely drained, my hot heavy cum mixing with her light wetness until we couldn’t move.
Still the best night of my life…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5orkar/mf_long_best_friends