I made a new friend. (PT1)
My friend Daniel invited me to meet his buddy James. James is very handsome. Tall, dark and handsome, a true stereotype. If that stereotype includes a reckless attitude and a willingness to nip.
I joined them for dinner, wearing a casual jean shorts and crop top outfit. The conversation was inconsequential, they took turns telling stories of people and events I not only didn’t know anything about, but also had no care to learn. Because once I saw James, I knew where my evening was heading, and I had about 6 hours to kill.
We hung out, playing card games, smoking and drinking. Whenever James would speak I’d make sure to make eye contact, frequently getting distracted by his lips, and ass. I could feel his eyes on me, and would catch him almost leering at me, sometimes while trying to hide his heavy breathing.
Whenever Daniel would leave the room the whole atmosphere changed. It went from friendly and casual, to a standoff between two wild animals. Sitting across the table turned into me leaning across the table to whisper in his ear. Instead of sitting in a chair across from him, I’d move to sit on the table and look down at him. Each time we had a moment we’d take it a step further.
It started with me rubbing his shoulders, and him laying his head in my lap so I could play with his beard.
Then it was kissing. And a cleared off table. Cups and a board game on the floor, me pinned against the table top, nibbling on James’ ear while he kissed on my chest and went for my neck with the hand that wasn’t supporting him. We heard Daniel coming up the stairs and quickly went back to our seats, I snuck a peak at James and saw him struggling to hide and situate the noticable bulge in his pants. His jeans were tight and I could see the outline. Four hours left and I was starting to think of ways to speed up time.
The night devolved to watching movies in a pillow fort. James and I under a blanket. His hands slowly and tensly roaming over me. Pinching and squeezing. Lingering over my bra, pulling at it and trying to will it off of me. Reaching down the front of my shorts and exploring, pulling, playing. I felt his hot breath on the back of my neck, the very low grunts when he would adjust to press his cock into me.
Daniel quickly fell asleep. And James didn’t hesitate to take advantage. I was rolled under him and pinned down. He kissed me deeply, pulling up my shirt. I pulled back for a second and looked at Daniel.
“We should at least give him the chance to leave.” I said, hands going up under his shirt.
“Fine, I’ll wake him.” He said, rolling over.
We woke Daniel and he excused himself to bed, and encouraged us to crash there, not risking driving after the debauchery of the evening.
As Daniel was retiring to his bedroom I could feel James relaxing into his lust.
I looked at him feigning coyness, “So, I guess we should go to-?”
My mouth and his didn’t part, we kissed and moaned as he reached to take my sweatshirt off, I sat up and took it off. “How much more?”
His response was yanking my bra above my head and twisting me down onto the pile of pillows we were on. We layed facing each other, kissing and grinding, and his hands went to my ass.
I got on top off him, and started unbuttoning his shirt, “It’s not fair I’m the only one shirtless” I said and fling his shirt open. I kissed his chest, and licked up to his mouth. I rubbed his dick over his jeans while kissing him. Pulling each other’s hands I asked him what he wanted me to do.
When he hesitated I started to undo his belt and jeans.
“Do you want head?” I asked, pulling his belt off.
“Yes!” He said, relieved.
I pulled his pants down enough for his cock to be out, hitting me under the chin. I really should have given him more room.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bybvta/i_made_a_new_friend_mf