Me [F] falling head over heals for my best [F]riend; First Time

Hi guys, the feedback to my first post was quite positive, which made me want to write down another memory, that I’ve been replaying in my head for quite a while now.

Before I start, I’d love to give you a little description of me, my friend and some back story. You can also skip that and move down to the mark (___), where the fun stuff begins.

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I was 18 back then and like now I was quite small (5’2), built quite athletic (110lbs), I have long hair, down to my waist, which I used to dye to make it look a warm chestnut brown color, complementing my very white skin. I love my hair, I love putting it in curls it makes me look very girly. And I am a girly girl, in terms of wearing dresses, skirts and blouses all the time, keeping up with fashion. You could say I am pretty attractive all together.

I was a little bit surprised about the way men were reacting to me when I left my parents place to go to university. You must know, my upbringing was very sheltered. Most of the guys I knew did not see me as more than a sister they had to protect. I did have one boy showing interest in me, but it wasn’t until a couple of years later that he made a move, but that is another story.

Anyhow, I moved to another country for university, and soon met Molly. Molly was also 18, slightly taller than me, but she was very athletic. There was not an ounce of fat on her body, she was truly in perfect shape. Molly even had a sports related scholarship. I remember being mesmerized by her naturally blond hair, which rested on her broad shoulders, Jeans fitting just right, hugging her perfectly shaped hips and that well trained butt. She was one of the most beautiful girls on campus. We became friends right away.

So Molly and I started hanging out a lot. At first it was limited to getting coffee before and later on after class, going to university events together. Then we discovered a cute little bar, where we spent most nights after studying together. I was happy to get out much, my apartment was really tiny and I enjoyed Mollys company. I admired her confidence too. Every time we were out partying, she would just reject every guy who dared come near us. It was fun to watch grown men being intimidated by her. Soon we started sharing even the most private things, talking about guys, our previous relationships, dresses… just everything and nothing.

One time, after spending the whole afternoon in the library, Molly came up to me, grabbed my arm and said very enthusiastically, “Emma, tonight is the night! We are going out and you are having sex, even if I have to fuck you myself!”. A guy sitting a couple of tables further away jerked his head in our direction, his expression was priceless. Molly might have better chosen a slightly more subtle approach to deliver her decision to me, it made me a little bit uncomfortable, but that was just Molly being Molly.

I packed up my stuff, grabbed my bag and hurried to catch up with Molly, who was confidently heading to the exit. I couldn’t help but mumble a quick apology when I passed the guy who had been disturbed by the outburst. Shortly after we arrived at Mollys place. It was beautiful, filled with little unique things. I’ve been here a couple of times, but never seems to stop being mesmerizing.

“Okay sweetheart, what are you wearing for the big night?”, Molly asked while opening her closet filled with amazing clothes.

“I don’t know, maybe just the things I am wearing right now?”, I gestured down my body. I was wearing a pencil-skirt and a fitting blouse. I remember clearly, because that is what I was wearing almost every day to university. Molly wrinkled her nose. Well, that was obviously not going to work. She pulled out a dress, threw it at me and commanded me to put it on. I wanted to go to the bathroom to change, when she suddenly started to undress. I was stunned. I could not move, all I did was stare at her, her perfectly shaped body, the way the lace hugged her dazzling breast. She really had amazing boobs, they were small, with tiny pink nipples, compared to hers mine seemed huge… The sound of Molly giggling made me snap out of my thoughts, “common silly, we can change in front of each other, we are both girls. I promise not to look”. Well I was full on staring as she changed. I hesitantly removed my blouse and tried to fit into the dress, but it did not quite fit over my breast, do I had to take off my bra too.. I pulled on the dress and only then slipped out of my skirt.

Mollys dress fit me quite nicely, even though it looked very differently on me, after all I had bigger boobs (I have C cups and she A cups) and less waist, you could say I was the curvy one out of us two. After doing each others makeup, we were ready to go party. The whole evening flew by. Some guys flirted with us, but somehow Molly seemed omnipresent. Every time a guy came up to me, she started behaving weird, resulting in their abrupt departure. It won’t come as a surprise, but when the club closed up, we headed home alone. I was wondering what happend to her being determined to get me someone to fuck.

On the way home we talked a lot, passed over a few canals and decided to sit down by the water for a little while. We talked about our parents, our lives growing up and stuff. Suddenly there was a kind of tension between us. The sun was coming up slowly and I asked her, what has been on my mind all night long, “Molly, listen, what was all that about? I mean at the club, you said you wanted me to find someone, but you…”. Molly interrupted me with a kiss.

The kiss came unexpectedly and I pulled away for a second, but my body immediately leaned back in. Her lips felt so soft and full, she moved them on mine. I felt my lips part a little and her tongue slipped into my mouth. She tasted wonderfully. It was a mix of her lipstick, orange juice, laced with vodka and her natural sweetness. Does she taste like that everywhere, I wondered.

Molly pulled away, “oh god Em, I wanted to do that all night. I’m sorry if it was too straight forward, but you look so damn hot”. She looked at me with her clear blue eyes and I could not help myself, I felt myself leaning towards her, pressing my lips onto hers. This kiss was wilder than the first, I was hungry for her, longing to be close to her body. We parted, looked at each other and it became clear to us both, we must head back to Mollys.

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Our Lips were pressed onto each other as soon as we arrived. Her lips were moving feverishly on mine, sending burning flashes through my body, I felt I had soaked through my panties. Mollies hands started exploring my body, one hand was moving from by back along my ribcage, upward to my breast, while the other one was moving downward, along my stomach, over my hips and onward to the hem of the dress. She slipped that hand under the hem, moved straight between my legs and brushed one finger along my slit, where wetness and warmth greeted her along with a soft moan I let out. Molly pulled back a little.

“Em, are you sure you want this? I can understand…”, now it was my turn to cut her off, I kissed her passionately, pulling her closer into me, inhaling sharply as I did. it only took one swift movement for my dress to hit the ground. I stood there, only wearing panties, my nipples were hard as stone, aching for her touch. The panties I was wearing were clearly soaked, I started deliberating what might happen next.

Molly pushed me onto the bed, suddenly I was laying there on my back, feeling terribly exposed, ready for her to do anything she wanted. I felt warmth, followed by her weight pinning me down. It almost made me loose my mind. All I longed for was her touch. I wrapped my hands around her, exploring her body now. At the same time we went back to kissing immediately. These kisses really stuck in my mind. She knew exactly how to apply the right amount of pressure, my lips would part instantly for her and her tongue drew the most exciting patterns on mine.

Molly felt incredible, her skin was soft, she has a healthy tan, which made her blond hair pop. I envied her, for her firm body. There was only muscle and soft skin, that fascinated me. I tugged at her dress, it landed on the floor, I unclasped her bra and two beautiful little breasts greeted me. Her nipples were hard, tiny pink dots facing me, waiting to be caressed and kissed. I pressed my lips onto them, took one of the nipples in my mouth, while my other hand was still exploring her silhouette.

I felt her hand move back between my legs. She pulled my panties down slowly and put her hand onto my already throbbing clit. I let out a loud moan, falling back a little, arching my back, which encouraged Molly to start moving her fingers up and down my slit. I didn’t know my body was capable of feeling such things. Every touch of her made me feel like I was burning up inside. I was so incredibly wet. I felt a finger slide into me smoothly, with one motion she added another, now fingering me forcefully, while placing her thumb on my clit. Meanwhile we were kissing again, her lips wandered down my neck to my breast from time to time, teasing my nipples slightly, kissing them, sending chills through my body. Molly added a third finger, moved her hand even faster, my moans got even louder, when I felt a sharp pain rush through me, Molly didn’t stop though and the pain subsided quickly, the lust took over instead. It didn’t take long for me to feel an orgasm building up. I felt waves of heat and electricity flow from my breasts to my clit and back, the warmth radiating through my whole body. I held on to Molly like as if I were afraid to fall if I didn’t.

Molly must have noticed my excitement, she moved to my ear and said, “it’s okay Em, relax”. These words pushed me over the edge, I felt my muscles tighten around her fingers, like waves, that were rushing through every inch of me. It was the greatest feeling I had felt until then. My breathing was completely out of control, I was moaning loudly. Once I came down from the high, Molly has brought upon me, she pulled her fingers out, laid beside me and asked, “Em, was this your first time?”. Being completely out of breath, I just nodded, I would have blushed, but my face was flushed with heat already. I needed a minute to catch my breath and for my head to stop spinning. Molly smiled widely and put her head on my chest.

I wanted to make her feel the same way she made me feel in return, but Molly just laid there fondling me. I remember her saying, “Em, tonight was about finding someone to fuck your brains out, we failed, so I had to do it myself”. We both laughed, talked about what happened and decided to see where this path would take us.

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I hoped you enjoyed reading one of my most vivid memories about Molly. I am always to read some feedback on what you enjoyed and what I could to better, it is only my second story after all.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b2zkjm/me_f_falling_head_over_heals_for_my_best_friend