A few years ago I had a friend called Teodora. She was a Romanian girl, who had finished her undergraduate degree and had just started working on a PhD. She had a boyfriend, but he moved back to his country after their undergraduate graduation. They were long distance, though.
We’d hang out a lot at work and then she asked me to hers for dinner and I reciprocated. I wasn’t dating at the time, having just got out of a really bad series of relationships. So we ended up spending a lot of time together – most weeknights we’d hang out, and we’d usually see each other at least one day on the weekend. It was nice but I guess inevitably we got too close.
That night, we’d played tennis and then went back to mine where I cooked dinner. Just a stir fry with noodles, which we ate side by side on my couch. I was in a t-shirt still but had switched to jeans instead of shorts. She was wearing leggings and a baggy t-shirt, which gaped open just enough that I could see her sports bra. While I cooked she had showered, borrowing a towel and dressing again in my room. She had beautiful black hair that hung smoothly down past her shoulders, and the ends were just a little wet from the shower. This meant she’d used my shower cap, I guessed, and hoped she’d not seen the mildew on it.
I was intensely aware of her body next to mine, but she had a boyfriend so I wasn’t going to do anything. I took the dishes through to the kitchen and dumped them in the sink, then came back to the couch, where we put on a movie. We talked through a lot of it.
She had very full lips, naturally just a little darker than coral pink, and I only realised she was about to kiss me when her small red tongue licked slowly over them. Her kiss was almost tentative, and it took me a moment to kiss her back. It was slow and gentle, and when our lips finally parted a string of saliva trailed between us.
“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” she said.
“Me too,” I said. “But…”
“I know,” she said, but she started kissing me again. We did nothing else for perhaps half an hour. Finally she pushed me back on the sofa and climbed on top of me. Her body was firm and compact against me. I gripped her ass and pulled her against me so she could feel how horny she had made me. I lifted off her t-shirt. Her chest was flushed.
“What do you want to do?” I asked her.
“Take me in the bedroom,” Teodora said. I complied.
I undid her sports bra and threw it over the back of the couch. Her breasts were small, and her nipples were tiny and the colour of chocolate, brought to diamond hard points at the moment. I squeezed one breast in my hand, which fully covered it, and ran my tongue around the nipple of the other. Then I pushed her back on the bed. I kissed her some more, playing with her nipples, and then I slid one hand inside her leggings.
Her pussy was tight, and very wet and I slipped a finger inside to work her g-spot for a bit before pulling out to pet her clit. She had a relatively big one, so it was easy to find. I alternated which nipple I was sucking while I caressed her cunt. She shuddered and I kissed her mouth right as she moaned.
I moved down the bed and took both sides of her leggings in my hands. I tugged them down. She was wearing a grey pair of panties, which were visibly damp. I slid the panties down her legs. Her bush was thick and luscious, a big clump of dark hair in a neat delta above and over her vulva. Her labia majora were plump and a little darker than her pale skin. Her inner lips were tiny and neat. Her slit was so small. I buried my tongue in it and ate her until she came again. Her fingers clenched in my hair, painfully, and she gasped my name forcefully. She was grinding my face hard into her pussy. Her orgasm rolled through her, slow and powerful.
I lay on the bed beside her and she kissed me. There was a look in her eyes that mixed gratitude and amazement. “That was great,” she told me and kissed me. The fluid from her cunt was still on my lips, and while I liked her taste, she grabbed one of the tissues from the box beside my bed and wiped them. “Thanks, mom,” I said, in an affected american accent. She laughed.
I looked over her long body: the fine slender legs, and that dark hair over her tiny pussy. Her soft stomach and small breasts. I watched them sway as she breathed in and out deeply, and watched her throat move when she swallowed. “I want to fuck you, Teodora,” I said.
“I want you inside me,” she said.
She took off my jeans. I was already rock hard and through my boxers, she stroked me, then said, “That can’t be real.”
“Have a look,” I said.
Teodora pulled down my boxers and my cock popped out, nearly banging her in the nose. She stroked one finger from the base to the tip and purred, “It’s huuuge.”
“How big do you think it is?” I asked her.
“Mmm,” she said, wrapping her hands around the shaft, which was too thick for her hands to close. “It must be like… ten inches.”
I laughed. “It’s only eight,” I admitted. “But about six and a half around.”
“I’ve never been with one like… this,” she said, working my shaft with her soft hands. She began to lick around the head and shaft, keeping stroking as she did. She took the head in her mouth but could swallow no more.
“Lie back,” I told her. I parted her soft thighs and straddled her.
“It’s not going to fit,” she said. “You’re too big.”
“Trust me,” I said. I ran the head of my cock up and down her wet pussy. Then I pressed into her. She was too tight, and I could feel her cunt gripping painfully on my foreskin.
She groaned. “I want to feel that thing inside me so bad,” Teodora said, frustration clear in her voice. “But your cock is too big. I’ve never had one half that size.”
“It’s okay,” I said. I grabbed the lube from my table and poured it along the length of my cock. I stroked it all over. Then I placed my cock against Teodora’s cunt again. I eased it in, and the thick head of my cock parted her lips and slid inside.
“Oh my god,” she said.
‘Sore?” I asked.
“No. Keep going.” Her gaze was intense and unblinking, and her hands clenched on my buttocks, pulling me inside her. When the whole length of my cock was buried inside her, I am pretty sure she came immediately, but I’m not sure and she never admitted it. I started to fuck her, with deep slow strokes that rocked us on the bed.
She came, at least once more, and finally it was too much for me and I couldn’t last any longer. “I’m going to come,” I said.
“Come inside me,” she said. And that was it. My orgasm ripped through me.
That wasn’t our last time together, and it wasn’t our best, either.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a3b53q/first_time_fucking_a_friend_mf
Stories like this are instantly shot once I see that there is cheating involved.
So let’s hear about the best…
Awesome that she asked you to finish inside her your first time together! Lets hear about your best time!
“It’s only 8 inches”
Fuck off