I was up at 3:15 playing Pokemon last night. My friend texted me. She said “hey hey.” Last Thursday at 1:30 at night, she asked for a walk around campus so I figured that we would do it again. She said she was ready to turn it in for the night though, and she asked me if I could come over. I told her of course. Always love to provide company. Then she started to doubt herself and apologize, even calling herself stupid. I asked her what is wrong. She said she did not want to take advantage of me. I reassured her that I care about her and that whatever I would do would be my choice. Both of us are kinda lost people trying to overcome our own inner demons so I feel close to her in this way. I do want her to feel happy and it would resonate with me the same feelings.
My friend let me into her building at 3:30. We went upstairs to her room and sat on her bed. The weather has been bothering me and it made me cough. She asked immediately if I wanted water. I rejected the offer. But I loved her hospitality. We started to watch compilations from TV shows on her computer. There was no physicality at this point. We just sat together and chatted about everything while making jokes about the shows. She kept a pillow wrapped in her arms and pulled into her body at all times. I asked her if I could take my shoes off, to which, she was fine with. At one point, she leaned her head on my shoulder. I reached my arm behind her. A soft graze made her jump and start to laugh. She claimed that she is very ticklish. I asked how come. She gets like this when she is nervous. I knew in the context that she was nervous due to her feelings for me. Since she had already made the first move, I held my hands on her back. A slight movement would get her jumpy again, so I made sure to keep myself as still as possible. The coughing continued. She told me not to die on her then asked “water or iced tea?” I felt like a burden taking from her so I insisted that I am okay. She repeated herself until I settled with water. It was cute how adamant she was about providing me with it. We have kinda quirky personalities and I am drawn to hers. She loves to tease often.
The lack of bed space started to become more problematic and I asked my friend if she could turn her body a different direction. She abided. I started to extend my reach and lie my head on her that my vision became impaired. She started to lean back to playfully crush my head and ask if I could see. Honestly, this is one of the things I find so adorable about her. It is like she is kinda bratty and loves to tease. She was starting to jump less with my physical contact by this time. It was starting to get really late. Like 4:30. And she claimed she was sleepy. I hugged her goodnight in her bed but we ended up holding each other extremely closely for a very long period of time. With no intentions on letting go. I started to stroke her back slowly and tell her that I was so happy to be with her at that moment. I then asked if we could really cuddle together.
We were laying comfortably on her bed now. Holding each other’s bodies closely. She told me that physicality really turns her on. And I confessed that it does for me too, along with eye contact. She started to look away. Her issue is that she has feelings for me but is terrified to release them onto me. When she texted me earlier that day, she said my eyes reflect my personality. Which must mean that she recognizes how badly I want to love someone. I confessed to her while cuddling that ever since my last partner replaced me and only valued me physically, it completely fucked me up. Women may sometimes think that men only want sex, but some of us want to be appreciated and cared for. I just wanted to feel special to someone. She said she really likes me but cannot have a relationship. Because it is traditional for people like herself to marry whoever they end up in a relationship with. I told her that I am not ready either but I just want her to be happy and that I trust and care for her. She repeated that she does not want to take advantage of me. I reassured her that it was my choice and I was okay with everything she did as long as she enjoyed it. I also confessed that I have wanted her since she hugged me outside this one time after I was struggling to get over someone who I gave myself up to. When we were laying there, I felt so close to her. And I believe that she felt the same.
My breathe on her neck was starting to make my friend all ticklish again. Her body would spasm from it and I would end up over-apologizing. It was not my intention to make her feel this way. At one point, she asked if she could ask me a question. And I let her know that I am an open book. Her discomfort started to pour in. “How do I put this?” she asked me. Then she asked me about how often I get horny. I told her all of the time. She told me then that she wanted to try something. She removes the pillow from her chest and takes my hand off of her shoulder onto her breasts. “I want you to squeeze my tits really hard.” I am extremely vanilla for the most part so the word hard not describing my penis was a bit discouraging at first. But I started to tighten my grasp around her boobs. I do not know about dimensions and all of that. All I do know is that they are large and very firm. I had trouble getting my full hand around the diameter. She told me to do it even harder. I explained to her that I am just used to being gentle. “I can tell,” she kidded. I work up the courage to give her a better squeeze. She started to moan. Loudly. It was extremely sexy. She wanted me then to put my hands underneath her shirt and start to work on her nipples. And I did as instructed. They were already hard from when I would feel her tits with her shirt on. It was lovely to have them without feeling anything covering them. I asked her again if this is what she wanted. She said yes. It all reached a point of arousal where she asked me to bite her tits. She was self-conscious at first about showing me when I had felt them from above. But now I had them in my mouth. I put my mouth to work. My teeth were digging into her boobs and I was sucking on her nipples in the meantime. She had so much trouble controlling herself. When she was moaning, her hips were arched. I felt her wrap her legs around me. My hard cock was against her leg, both covered by our attire. I cannot emphasize enough how erotic it was. I told her I wished I could go further but out of respect for her boundaries, I would not. She had already opened up a ton. It was really hot from the intensity of being with someone who I like and trust. But I know that she felt really tempted by me. So I asked her if I could take my shirt off. And she okayed it. I took it off and tossed it across the room. We waved it goodbye.
I knew that she did not want to be kissed on the lips. Probably to avoid further feelings. So I asked if I could kiss her neck. A few seconds later, my lips went exactly there with her permission. She felt so vulnerable and sexually desired. I gave it many licks, kisses, and bites with all of my heart and passion. She was starting to pull my body even closer to her from my shoulders. Her tantric intensity continued. My mouth circulated around her neck until I saw a small red mark. I had accidentally given her a hickey. I felt very sorry about it. She said that her family would probably see it. I let off at this point and changed my focus on squeezing her boobs to biting them again. She started to grow silent, really because we were being loud. Until she told me she came. I know that cumming from nipple stimulation is rare. But my friend and partner is very honest. I moved my mouth away from her gorgeous breasts and looked at them for a few seconds before putting them away. I asked her how she felt as she said very good. She had never gotten that far with anybody. She asked to touch my cock from above my jeans and I gave her that privilege. She loved how hard I was for her.
It was starting to approach sunrise at this point. We felt each other’s bodies some more and talked to each other. She had more courage to look at me now. She confessed that she didn’t think she would have the courage to do it anymore because she still feels bad. But I insisted that I am okay with everything. She got ready to shower and I left the building around 6:40. I hugged her tightly goodbye and told her to remember what I had told her. I went to sleep at 7:45 for three hours and am exhausted. I do not know how to feel. I certainly feel even closer to my friend physically and emotionally. But I hope that this does not make our friendship awkward in the future if we don’t do this anymore, even though we insisted to remain friends. I really do care about her and I let her know how happy she makes me. And she did the same. I did not have sex or even kiss her unlike my last encounter with someone different who valued me only for my body. But my experience this time felt so much more genuine and heartfelt. I hope that we can continue to build our trust together this way in the future and that I can continue to be one of the things that make her happy.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/brgj6d/my_friend_came_without_actual_sex
Very lovely story. Very well written. Stories where people describe their feelings and vulnerabilities make me connect with them more, and this was one of them. All the best my friend, you and your friend both sound like good, caring people.
Such a great story. It also sounds like an experience you’ll remember vividly for the rest of your life.