[MF] I finally made sweet love to my friend’s younger sister. [LONG] [FINAL PART]

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Ella ended up sort of living with me for a few days. I’m not sure what she told her family, but they never said anything to me, so whatever. It was during this time I noticed that Ella and I are aren’t as similar as I thought. There were several things about her that annoyed me that came from her time at my apartment. It’s not worth going into details, but anyone who’s moved in with someone they were dating knows what I’m talking about. We actually didn’t have sex during this time, but that’s unrelated. She encouraged me to start playing WoW again for the purpose of reconnecting with my friends. That worked surprisingly well. Although I don’t know how much of it was genuine reconnecting or how much of it was they needed another tank.

New Years came around and my buddy has his huge party again. This year seemed especially big because his whole family was in town for the holidays. So there were a lot of people I had never met before. I was nervous going, but my fears were eased almost immediately. There were a lot of people that I DID know, but hadn’t seen in a long time and they were all supportive of Ella and I. As I moved about the house, I was talking to people, catching up, drinking, it was great. Ella and her brothers arrived later. She ran over and greeted me with a kiss. Everyone teased us,, but it was all good natured. I took Ella to the kitchen to get her a drink. She was wearing a black, long sleeve top, a sparkly golden skirt and black flats. It was very adorable.

Ella likes these complicated drinks with a bunch of ingredients. I’m the kind of guy who just pours a bunch of whiskey into a cup and fills it with soda. As I’m struggling with searching through the, rather large, pantry for blue curacao, Ella comes in behind me and shuts the door. I turn around and we immediately start making out. She broke away after a few seconds smiling and said, “I wanna show you something.” She grabs my hand, moves it under her skirt and places it firmly on her bare behind. She moved my hand around and I realized she was trying to tell me she wasn’t wearing any panties. I became painfully erect. She looks up at me with this devilish grin. I was about to do nasty things to her but I heard the door handle turn and I quickly moved my hand away. It was my friend Josh’s girlfriend Danielle. Danielle is super cool, she’s a small asian girl that’s usually the life of the party. She’s not sloppy or anything, just a lot of fun to be around, always makes sure everyone is having a good time. Anyway she teases us for being in there together and I try to recover and say I came in here looking for the blue curacao. She tells me it’s not in there, it’s in the liquor cabinet with the other specialty stuff.

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We go over and get it and Danielle proceeds to make whatever fancy drink Ella wanted. We all went back and joined the party. I spent the next chunk of time trying to create situations where I could stealthily grab Ella’s ass. When we sat down with some of our crew at the table for a drinking game I was somewhat disappointed. It’s one of those games where you make up rules and then if someone breaks one, you gotta drink. I was still on my one track mind so I had an idea. When it came around to me I made the rule that you could only have your left hand on the table. Ella was to my right. Nervously looking around at everyone at the table is par for the course with this kind of game except I didn’t care if someone broke a rule, I was just trying to make sure no one was watching me. I slowly moved my hand up Ella’s leg and began caressing her inner thigh. I casually glanced over at her and she was trying to hold back her reactions. I was slow and cautious and I moved my hand completely out when I thought someone was walking by. Eventually I got my hand back where it belonged and I made it to her pussy. She was definitely wet and I began playing with her clit. I didn’t even turn my head this time. Everyone was arguing over a whether someone had broken a rule and no one was paying attention to us. It wasn’t the best angle, but I was trying to rub her clitoral area with circular motions. I could hear her panting and she started pulling on my arm, urging me to stop. I just smiled at her, I knew she loved it. Her face went from stern to submissive and she let out a soft moan. She immediately put both her hands over the mouth out of embarrassment. I relented immediately, not wanting to actually cause a scene. A couple people looked over at us. Ella turned and pointed at me, “He was trying to get handsy” I put both my hands in the air and denied this allegation. They laughed. Eventually it was decided that my buddy Steve had actually ended the game and was forced to drink.

As we cleared out, Ella pulled me close and whispered, “I’m going up to the loft, meet me there in 10 minutes.” Then she left. The loft is where people generally crash for the night at gatherings like this. As I said there were a lot of people there, so no one would have caught on, but I wanted to add another layer of deception to her plan. I waited until I saw someone go in the bathroom. Then I walked over and tried the door. I loudly said, “Oh, sorry, I’ll just use the one upstairs.” I don’t even know if anyone except the guy on the pot heard me, but up I went.

The whole upstairs was dark, I got to the loft and shut the door behind me. As I fumbled around I saw Ella lying down on the couch. “What took you so long?” She asked. “I had to be extra sure” I said. “I need you now, I can’t wait.” She said hungrily. “I’ve been touching myself since I got up here” “We have to be quick,” I told her. She got up and turned around and got on all fours and hiked her skirt up. “Well then, hurry up.” She said. I dropped my pants and hopped onto the couch.

This was probably the worst position to do this discreetly as the sound of flesh against flesh rang out as I took her from behind. I tried to slow down to lessen the chance of getting caught but the thrill of it all was too much for me. I had to keep going. I grabbed Ella’s hips and just went with it. As I continued thrusting into her she began to moan. Now I was concerned. I grabbed onto her hair, pulling her head back a bit and told her, “shhh”. She nodded and I lowered her head down again. I kept holding onto her hair and pounding into her. She kept letting out an occasional loud moan. I had a new solution. I pushed her head down into the pillow in front of her. Partially as a sex thing but mostly as a sound management thing. Now with some of her weight on her face she moved her hand back to rub herself. I was trying my hardest to hold back but I didn’t have much time, she was letting out loud moans into the pillow. Luckily after a few more moments Ella’s hand went into overdrive and she began shaking and convulsing. It was hard to stay inside her honestly. I to grabbed her hips again to try and stabilize. A few seconds later I let go and emptied myself inside of her.

I put my pants back on and went to the bathroom to get some toilet paper. Suddenly I was hit with a rush of guilt for fucking a girl on my friend’s couch and possibly staining it. I ran back and handed some of the toilet paper to Ella and took my phone to inspect the couch. There were a few, very small, spots on the couch that I cleaned them up as best I could. I didn’t think anyone would notice. I told Ella to go downstairs and then wait a few minutes and start asking people if they’ve seen me. She rolled her eyes at this and went back downstairs. I waited around a few minutes before leaving the loft. Ella didn’t follow my plan but it didn’t matter, I figured we were up there maybe 10 minutes, but that’s probably generous. We joined the party again. I was grinning like a moron and had to keep doing different activities not to give off that, “I JUST HAD SEX” vibe. Ella ended up getting a little sloppy and I had to babysit her a bit and make sure she didn’t expose herself. Eventually, Danielle took care of her for the night.

You ever have something completely fall apart and it’s not really anyone’s fault? Almost immediately after Ella went back to school for her last semester I entered crunch time at work. That meant 6 weeks of working long hours, including Saturdays. This also meant I couldn’t go visit Ella and our conversations took the form of: one of us would say something and the other replied hours later. This was really hard. When we were finally done with the project at work I took the following Friday off and went to visit Ella. While I was there she told me about this company that’s kinda like Teach For America. She told me that they were recruiting at her school to get people to go and teach English in Japan. Ella LOVES Japan. She’s not just a weeaboo like I am. She spent a semester over there her sophomore year. She took 3 semesters of Japanese in college and went above and beyond learning the language. Did you know they have 3 different alphabets? Anyway, this was perfect for her.

She seemed really conflicted but I told her she had to go for it. We went back and forth, eventually I had the brilliant idea to say, “What if you turn it down and then we break up?” This went over like a fart in church. “Why would be break up, Daniel?” she said extremely annoyed. She never called me Daniel. So we got in a fight after not seeing each other for 6 weeks, great. After a lot of dramatics we came to a compromise where she should start the process and just see if they offered her a contract. The rest of that trip was awkward, she was really hurt I brought up the possibility of us breaking up. That’s fair I guess, I was emotional too about the thought of her moving thousands of miles away, I mean the 4.5 drive had already caused us heartache. I just wasn’t thinking.

Well as fate would have it the organization loved her and they did offer her a contract. One year, with the possibility of two more years after that one was over. She was still a bit conflicted, but now somewhat excited. I still encouraged her to take it, but was much more tactful this time. I assured her we would make things work and that I’d pursue possibly moving over there. We were both optimistic and she accepted it.

After that she was basically checked out of school. She started to go to parties, a lot of parties. Sometimes the pictures would make their way to facebook. That wasn’t my scene when I was in school, but I didn’t really mind. I told her to maybe try not to get in a lot of pictures because it could look bad to the organization. She seemed annoyed, but agreed with me. There were a lot of frat type guys at these parties and that did start to annoy me. I trusted her, I just didn’t trust them. I tried to bring this up too, but that really annoyed her. We had another mini argument. She told me if I was up there more often, I could go with her. I told her that wasn’t really my thing but we could hit the town. I told her I could come the weekend after next. This seemed to ease the tension.

Weeks later I’m trying to figure out this whole “living in Japan” thing and everything came crashing down. My mom was diagnosed with Hodgkin Lymphoma, a type of cancer. I want everyone to know that she’s fine now, they caught it extremely early and the treatment went exactly as expected. I didn’t know that would happen at the time though. I was devastated. I spent all my free time with my parents, I took time off of work, I thought about taking bereavement leave but the as the doctors became more optimistic I decided to go back to work. A good thing too, someone has to actually die for you to take bereavement leave. I was a real mess for a while.

It was during this time I freaked out and told Ella I couldn’t go to Japan with her, I had to stay and help with my mom. She tried to assure me that my mom would recover and everything would be okay. I lashed out and said, “No, I’m just not going okay!” Neither of us was mature enough to handle it. I won’t go into the details but there was a lot of crying. It sucked, everything sucked.

As my mom went through treatment and things improved I was relieved but still depressed. In my heart I wanted Ella to stay here with me, but I resolved early on that I couldn’t let myself get in the way of something I KNEW she had dreamed about. So I was bull-headed about the whole thing. It was too late to go back on that though. I knew Ella was busy with graduation stuff at this time but we had to actually hash things out. We hadn’t talked in weeks, since the blow up, and I had been avoiding every online space I might run into her. I sent her a message saying when she gets home we need to talk. She asked if I was going to her graduation, I said no, because it was on a Friday for some reason and I was out of vacation days. She understood and said we should talk before her party on that Saturday. I agreed.

I was a nervous wreck, but I had gotten used to that feeling by now. We met up at a coffee shop in the morning. She was wearing this retro style sailor moon shirt and black jeans. Cute as ever. I knew what had to happen. As we sat down and talked I couldn’t find a way to get the words out. Finally she said, “I don’t think this is going to work right now.” I was equal parts relieved and hurt. She said she could tell all the stress trying to move had caused me. I just nodded. I said we didn’t do great with a 4.5 hour drive, a 12 hour flight would be even worse. There had been some brutal timing of events and now life was taking us different directions. We both cried, in the middle of the coffee shop. We agreed to go back to being friends, but both understood the pain. I did end up going to her party, really only to keep up appearances, I left after maybe an hour.

Eventually I recovered. When she actually moved, it was rough at first but again I felt relieved that it finally happened and I didn’t have to think about it anymore. She said we shouldn’t talk about anything sexual anymore. I asked if I could still make jokes and she said sure. After she got settled and I got used to her schedule we talked more. We’re still friends today.

That’s the end of that chapter of my life. After all the responses I honestly thought about making up a fairy tale ending, but stuck with reality, even though it was hard to write. I’m really glad so many people have enjoyed my write ups, hopefully you were able to enjoy this one too.

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