[30M]asturbating to my [24F]riend in Iceland while she slept next to me [MF]

The setup (skip below if that’s your thing):

I met Kari in January through Tinder. She was completely my type; tiny, 5’2″, probably never hit 100lb in her life, small breasts, small but firm ass, tiny waist. Asian-American with long dark hair and adorable features. Hot rather than pretty, if you know what I mean, with a little resting bitch face, but with a smile that transformed her into pure dorky sunshine.

Alas, nothing much came of the dates. Even so, we stayed friends and gradually became quite close. As we talked I mentioned my trip to Iceland, and in a series of events I still can’t quite explain (“I’m so jealous!”->”Well buy a plane ticket!”->”…Okay”), she was suddenly coming with me.

In the intervening months we spent a lot of time together. She was kind of a hot mess and I think my mix of stability and lack of judgment suited her. My feelings were more complicated. For all that those months taught me we would be terrible together, I couldn’t help but fantasize about her dark almond skin and perfectly toned body.

I had already bought my rental car and all the hotel rooms and the deal was that I wouldn’t charge her for anything I had already bought anyway. Which meant we were sleeping in the same bed for two weeks. I can’t deny being a little excited about the prospect.

Iceland is gorgeous. If you’ve never been there, go. And take the ring road, don’t just stay in the South where all the tourists are. The west fjords are spectacular. We both thought so.

—Naughty part starts here—

From the first night, I knew things would be interesting. The bed was not large, and she went to sleep in a t-shirt and tiny shorts. I had been in bed a little while before she joined and was curled up facing the middle of the bed. She laid down facing me; I could just make out her hair framing her face.

And she was close. So close. I could feel her breath, the heat of her body, could smell the intoxicating fragrance of freshly-showered girl. I was hard in seconds. I lay there, paralyzed by desire, my hands aching to rest against the side of her neck and draw her lips to mine.

She turned to face away, this time her ear poking through the silky curtain of her hair, so close I would barely have to move to explore it with my tongue, feel my teeth graze against it. She was not touching me, but her ass was inches from me, the whole of her body so near I felt like a magnet drawn to another. I imagined putting my arm around her and drawing her close to me, reaching under her shirt to explore the swell of her small breasts, brush the tips of her nipples with my fingertips as I pressed my mouth into her neck, drawing out the patterns of my desire with my tongue.

I imagined reaching down into the gap where her shorts bridged across her stomach and hips, placing my middle finger in her mouth, then reaching back down to gently swirl it on her clitoris.

Her soft moans would echo, spoken right into my ears, her breath and mine coming faster. My finger would reach further, penetrating her with a single finger and then circling her clit again with her own juices.

I was rigid now, deliciously sensitive. I imagined her hand reaching behind her, brushing the front of my boxers with her fingers, then working her way through the waist band and…

I realized my heart was thudding, breath coming fast, fingers grazing the front of my cock through my boxes, almost brushing her perfect ass. I slid out of bed and went to the bathroom, relieving the pressure in a gush of guilt and arousal.

I slid back into the bed, welcomed by her gentle snoring, and knew this trip was going to be stimulating in some unexected ways.

As it turned out, I was not wrong.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6yzlmy/30masturbating_to_my_24friend_in_iceland_while