Fucking my friend [MF]

Not one of my proudest moments but certainly one of my favourite spankbank entries. Those interested can skip to “Her place” for the action. She was 21, 5’4”, with an athletic build, small B cup breasts, pert rear and with a cute face and smile framed by shoulder length, light brown hair. I was 22, 6’3 and a slim / fit 185 lbs with brown hair, fair skin with a penis I would describe as average in length but above average in thickness with a slight upward bend.

Background

Ellie and I were part both part of the same intake of law school. It was a close knit cohort and I had formed a small friendship group that contained another guy (David), Ellie and 2 other girls (Cate and Naomi) as well as a few other fringe members. This was in the second year so we had known each other for about 18 months. Law school had frequent, big parties and the following story occurred on the night of one such party.

Ellie and Cate had boyfriends they had been seeing for about 2 years. However, both relationships appeared to have serious issues. Both girls occasionally turned their attention elsewhere, and Ellie seemed to break-up and get back together with her boyfriend a couple of times a year. Initially, both girls had fawned over David, who was a star Lacrosse player at the school. However, he had a serious girlfriend and was a bit of a douchebag so their attention had naturally shifted to the other guy they spent 25 hours a week with. At the time, I was oblivious to the fact that Cate and Ellie had an interest in me.

Ellie and I had once drunkenly made out a law party the year before. Afterwards, neither of us had spoken about it. Since then, we had continued our friendship (as part of the group). She had continued to go through ups and downs with her boyfriend, and I continued to focus on girls outside my law school class mates. In recent weeks however, the banter over text between Ellie and I had increased substantially. It seemed as if we had finally discovered a shared sense of humour. Despite the increase in texting, I still did not realise she was keen for something more as all the texting was non-sexual and non-flirty in nature.

The night started with pre-party drinks at Naomi’s place. In recent weeks, Cate had finally broken up with her boyfriend and she seemed to be talking to me as much as she could. I was politely declining her advances (as I was not interested in dating a friend and was keen to meet someone new at the party later that night). I didn’t get a chance to speak to Ellie at the pre-party, however, I did find out that she had broken-up (again) with her boyfriend earlier that week.

At the law party itself, my focus was squarely on smashing the free drinks (often requiring queuing at the bar) and trying to meet new girls. However, now both Cate and Ellie seemed to be trying to talk to me as much as they could. By now Cate was clearly hitting on me, however, I figured Ellie just wanted to talk to me (as a friend) because she had just broken up with her boyfriend. Nevertheless, I wasn’t very happy with how the night was unfolding. I had been looking forward to meeting new girls at this big party for weeks and now it looked as if I was going to spend the rest of the night getting cockblocked by Cate and Ellie.

An hour or so later, I’d managed to extract myself from Cate and Ellie and had met up with a few of my non-law friends. We’d even managed to meet a few girls and were now on the dancefloor dancing in a group with them. I was starting to make a move on one of the girls, when Naomi comes up to me with a serious look on her face. She told me Ellie and Cate had gotten into an argument and were now ruining everyone’s night. Naomi was certain they were going to get into an argument again. It was up to me and her to fix things, and take them both home.

Naomi was going to take Cate home and I was going to take Ellie home. This seemed slightly strange to me because Naomi was far better friends with Ellie than Cate. However, I put it down to 2 things. 1) Ellie and I lived somewhat in the same direction, and 2) Cate had been hitting on me all night so it probably wasn’t a good idea for us to share a taxi together.

Since I had a good buzz going, I first tried to see if someone else could take Ellie home (or if they could just get their own taxis home) but Naomi insisted that we had to escort them home. Reluctantly, I agreed, figuring I could just get the cab back to the party afterwards.

As soon as the cab door had shut, Ellie immediately scooted over to my side. “So you’re coming home to my place huh?”. I tried to laugh it off and change the subject. I was reluctant to ask about the argument with Cate because I wanted to make this detour from the law party as quick as possible.

For most of the ride, Ellie kept trying to convince me to come back to her apartment for a drink and to have a chat. She was going back and forth between super-flirty and complaining about her boyfriend. I remember thinking that she would probably try and entice me to come up for a drink but then just want to talk about her boyfriend issue. Somehow (probably because of the drinks now hitting me) I agreed to walk her across the ‘scary’ alley/carpark up to the entrance to her apartment tower. There was a cab rank half a block away so it would be cheaper for me to pay the driver then get a new one rather than keep the meter running while I walked her in.

Ellie clutched onto me as she walked across the uneven surface in her heels. The form fitting, short grey dress she had on was a stark contrast to her usual t-short and shorts she wore to class. I could feel the warmth of her body on this crisp evening and her subtle perfume was starting to tempt me. “Please come up with me” she purred seductively. “I can’t, I’m sorry” I replied. “Why not?” she asked, almost offended. I’d playfully declined her offer for a drink several times in the cab but now she seemed angry about it. “You’ve just broken up with your boyfriend you’ve had a few drinks – I don’t think I should.” She was silent for the final few steps.

Her place

When we made it to the sheltered entrance to her building, she turned to face me. Putting on her best pleading eyes, she batted her eyelashes and whined “Pleeeease”. “No, I can’t” I held strong. What she did next both took me by surprise and snapped the last ounce of willpower I had. Ellie stooped down a few inches, almost crouching and leaned forward into me. She put her hand on my cock (through my jeans) which was now semi-hard, looked up at me and said “I’ll suck your cock”.

No more than a minute later, we were in her bedroom of her small apartment. “I’ll be back in a minute” Ellie declared, walking into her ensuite bathroom and closing the door behind her. I turned around and surveyed the room, trying to find a spot I should wait for her without seeming weird. I settled for sitting at the foot of the bed, not quite facing the doorway.

My heart was still racing – was it the huge decision I had just made? Was it the 5 vodkas and flight of stairs I had just climbed? I started to second guess myself. She seemed to taking an awful long time in there. Maybe she was regretting her decision. Maybe I was regretting my decision.

Finally, she emerged and sauntered over to me. She was now barefoot and still had a look of lust in her eyes. I started to rise up to meet her but she gently pushed me back down and climbed on to straddle me. After a minute of hungrily making out, she started to unbutton my shirt. My hands were roaming over her thighs, ass and back and I had just pulled her dress up to expose a firm ass split by a dark thong.

Struggling to get out of my arms out of my unbuttoned shirt, I stood up, pulling/pushing Ellie with me. As I took my shirt off she pulled her dress up and all the way off. As she pulled the dress off over her head, I launched myself at her tits. I could tell she was a little startled by my sudden move, but that quickly dissipated as I used my left hand to unhook her bra and drew her right nipple into my mouth.

Not large by any means, her breasts sat perfectly on her toned stomach. Small pink nipples standing to attention on her milky torso. As I rolled my tongue on her nipple, I reached down and slid her thong to the ground. As her thong fell around her ankles, Ellie seemed to realise I was still half dressed. “How about that blowjob?” she whispered, fumbling with my belt. “Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten” I replied. With that, I spun us both around and playfully pushed her backwards onto the bed. “Hey!” she said in a mock-indignant tone. She was about to follow it up with another comment when I dropped to my knees and dove face first into her shaved pussy. All she could do was gasp.

I hungrily licked and sucked on her lips and clit for a minute or so, before I started to hear her moans get shorter and her body starting to tense up. Not wanting to give her an orgasm so soon, I started to focus my attention away from her clit. My hands grabbed her knees from behind, lifting them up so that her legs where now spread in the air, 90 degrees to her body. This gave me more access to her lower pubic area and I greedily took advantage, now exploring the base of her vagina.

As she responded with more pleasure filled moans, I pushed her knees further back. Her legs could no longer remain straight and she began to bend her knees, lifting her pelvis slightly off the bed. I was now holding her in almost a ‘cannonball’ position. My tongue started to edge further south. Encountering no negative feedback, I took my chances and began tonguing her asshole. She moaned in utter delight.

After about 20 seconds of this, I could feel her orgasm drawing closer again. I started to work my tongue slowly up her pussy once again at the same time I brought my right hand down from her knee to where the action was. I put my index finger into my mouth to lubricate it and then slowing inserted in into her pussy. “Woah” was her reaction. As my tongue reached her clit, I removed my finger and slowly drew it downwards across her skin. Her breathing quickened, then I took her clit into my mouth and sucked. She started to tense up and ran her hands through my hair. As her orgasm drew nearer, my finger reached her asshole and slowly pushed against it. I was met with her pushing back and suddenly it popped in, up to the first knuckle. A second later, the orgasm hit and Ellie screamed “Holy shit!”. I continued to suck on her clit with gradually decreasing pressure as her orgasm passed, the whole time, my finger still just inside her ass.
I stood up from the floor, one of my knee’s clicking as I did so. Before Ellie could get up, I moved on top of her and kissed her passionately. My lips moved from hers, down to her chin, neck and sternum. Next, I moved slowly from nipple to nipple, starting gently and increasing the suction. I could sense her body indicate that it was moving from ‘recovery mode’ to ‘turned on mode’. Sensing she was ready, I trailed my lips down her taught stomach towards her (now slightly darker) pink pussy.

“Hey! What about you?” Ellie protested. “I’m not ready yet Ellie”. Once again, any further complaints were silenced as soon as my lips touched her clit. She was still a little sensitive from the first orgasm, so I backed off a little and started to lightly spell out the alphabet with my tongue (something I had recently read on some ‘men’s advice’ type website.

I used this moment of mindless tongue activity to think about what I wanted to do next. When it is the first time with someone, I am not usually overly dominant in the bedroom. Typically, I am surprised to even be having sex and just follow the girl’s pace (i.e. just not trying to fuck things up). However, this time was different. It seemed as if my whole night had been dictated by other people. I was still a little angry about missing the party with my friends and was brimming with confidence after the drinks. I was going to have my way with her. I figured she probably even wanted the kind of fuck that her boyfriend could not deliver.

After about ‘R’ or ‘Q’ my tongue and mouth action became a bit more targeted. Ellie was now lifting her hips to meet my strokes and her breathing was starting to quicken. I ventured down again to her asshole, and brought my arm around her left thigh so that my thumb could now play with her clit. After a few seconds, I could tell she was getting close so I brought my lips slowly up to her clit. I reposition my right arm, thumb still slick from her pussy to just on top of her pubic mons.

As her orgasm started to creep up, I slowly dragged my thumb up her torso. It was now just between her breasts, I could feel her chest rising and fallings faster. I then traced it up her sternum, neck and chin leaving behind a faint silvery trail of juices. As it reached her lower lip, she snapped it into her mouth and began to sexily suck on it. Just when I thought she was about to come, I pulled my mouth away from her pussy and slowly stood up, thumb still in her mouth. Her eyes met mine – my penis could not be any harder.

I slowly drew my right hand toward me, Ellie still attached. Her tongue was working overtime; I have had blowjobs with less effort than the ‘thumbjob’ she was now giving. As she got up, scooting towards the edge of the bed, I took a slow step backwards. Catching my drift instantly, she dropped to her knees in front of me. As much as I didn’t want to, I pulled my thumb out and reached to undo my belt. I would have liked to let her do it, but it is a really annoying buckle and I didn’t want to kill the mood.

“I like my balls sucked first” I said, partly to see how she took direction. She slightly cocked an eyebrow. It was sexy, but there was still an element of amusement in her expression. I let her under my button up fly and pull my pants off, stepping out of them as they dropped. Once my cock sprung free, she grasped it with her left towards the head and ducked down to suck my balls.

After a minute of sucking, she licked slowly up my cock until she reached the head, now throbbing with anticipation. Her eyes slowly looked up from my cock and into mine. As soon as we made eye contact, she took the head of my cock into her mouth. What a sensation. I’d always noticed that Ellies mouth (and eyes) seemed to be quite large and by god she was putting both of them to work.

She slowly bobbed up and down, using her right hand to pump the shaft in an offsetting rhythm with her lips. As glorious as the site of her full lips and hand working my cock was, it was her eyes that captivated my attention. As she pleasured my manhood with her warm mouth, she slowly batted her eyelids, always either looking at my cock or into my eyes.

The drinks were assisting my stamina, but I was still sure to pull her up before I started to get close. I grasped the back of her hair, closer to her scalp and gently pulled her off. Without letting go, I used her hair to direct her to her feet and then to sit back on the edge of the bed. Her legs naturally opened.

Without wasting anytime I stepped forward, cock first. Her bed sat quite high, which meant that my penis was just at the perfect height. I would be able to keep her right on the edge of the bed and have all the leverage and strength of my legs. In that moment, I remembered that her ex-boyfriend was a good 6 inches shorter than me (douchey thought).
The first stroke was gently, tentative. I went about half way in then slowly pulled out. The second, a went a bit further, still at a slow pace. The third, I pushed all the way in. As the last inch went in, Ellie opened wide as if she was about to say something but never did. From there, I increased the pace fairly quickly. Each time, using my body weight to plunge my whole cock into her. After a minute or so, she had moved back a couple of inches from the edge of the bed so I pulled out, stepped back and tugged her back to the edge by her ankles. Without saying anything I continued fucking the shit out of her.

It was not long before I could sense her orgasm about to hit. I tried to increase the pace but I was already at full throttle. She lost it, her moans turned into a scream and she wrapped her arms around my back, nails digging in. “Don’t stop!”. I didn’t.

I fucked her through her orgasm and then kept going. She looked up at me again, this time a little differently. Despite my intense thrusting, I still wasn’t close – and I was hornier that ever. She brought her left hand up and placed it on my stomach, palm forward as if to slow me. I playfully batted it away and we exchanged grins. A few strokes later, she did it again. In one motion, I swept it away with my right arm and then grabbed under both of her knees again, bringing her legs up. Her moans lowered an octave.

It wasn’t long before her face began to contort in a familiar way – she was close. This time, instead of going into overdrive I stopped with my cock fully sheathed in her now darker and more swollen pussy. She looked up at me again. For a split second there was confusion, then determination. She started to grind her hips, using my stationary cock to get herself off. It was quite site, watching her work to for her orgasm. When I sensed she was close, I pulled out suddenly.

“Hey!” she yelled “What – ooh” before she could finish her sentence, I grabbed her left thigh and quickly flipped her over onto her stomach. She was now bent over, feet spread and just touching the floor with her stomach flat on the bed. Her round, athletic ass was perfectly poised at the edge of the bed with her two reddish lips invitingly looking at me. Before Ellie had even got her bearings, I gave her right ass check a hard slap. Perhaps a little too hard – there was nothing playful about it whatsoever.

Before she could protest, I was inside her again. And I’d picked right up where she was left in missionary – just on the edge of orgasm. Within seconds, she was screaming into the mattress. For good measure, I gave her a few more spanks, first her left cheek, then her right which now had rosy patch forming. I could feel her snatch clamping on and off my cock as she orgasmed and as she flinched from each spank.

As her orgasm tailed off, I decreased my pace. Now I was using slow powerful strokes. For the last inch of each one, Ellie would grasp the linen tightly. Her moans, albeit muffled by the bed were like Sharapovas. I was now close. Like a man possessed by my cock, I started hammering her as hard as I could. After a few seconds of this, Ellie brought her feet forward attempting to scoot forward away from my thrusting. I was so close – I spanked her again, probably the hardest yet and grabbed hold of her hips. My thrusting turned into grinding and I unloaded what seemed like a geyser into her, roaring in the process. As I grinded into her, holding her from escape I felt her starting to grind back then spasm. She gasped and then screamed without any air in her lungs as she came one final time.
I used my last ounce of strength to stand up, briefly taking a mental screenshot of the sight I front of me before I collapsed onto the bed beside her. An arm draped over her was all I could manage. She was a sweaty mess, hair slicked and in all directions, collapsed on the bed still in doggy with her pert, round ass now with a rosy hue.

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