Instagram Friends [MF] [2nd person, M4F]

Remember when you were recently single after having been in what you described to your friends as the perfect relationship?

You had gone out with your friends trying to block him from your mind and fill the void that he had left so suddenly in your heart. 

Months had past but dating and men had really just seemed not to interest you. In fact, you could barely even find the time to explore yourself because every time your mind was vacant had you had the opportunity for serenity and mental peace, his face would creep in and your mind would jump from idea to idea, seemingly at impossible speeds, with no chance to relax or self-reflect. 

It’s finally been getting better, you’ve seen it in your work, finally able to focus and really get into your flow state, blocking out everything, being at peace; knowing your competence can get you through any difficult task. 

Over time, dating started getting better, you opened up, met some cool people, a few even gave you orgasms.

Finally, you had come to the conclusion of what you had already known for years but had never really embraced – that you are the most important person in your life and that you aren’t defined by someone else. Only a person who can fully adapt to your needs and support your goals is someone worth spending time on. And relationships aside, with good communication, you’re totally capable of having acquaintances who just bring you pleasure. From experience, it’s clear you do your best work when you’re getting laid regularly. 

After a month or two of being in your groove, men didn’t even cross your mind. You simply lived at your own whim. 

One day, among the few douchey messages you get on Instagram a day from guys telling you that their dick is huge and that you’re gorgeous, one caught your eye. 

It was a guy you had followed, and honestly you didn’t know if he knew you existed. Turns out you were wrong. After commenting on one of his pics, he had followed you and kept light tabs on you. One day he DMed you off of a story you had posted on vacation.  

“Wow, this looks like a blast! I’m actually going there over the summer, any recommendations?”

How had this opportunity fallen into your lap?

Of course you sent him everything you had, trying to be witty in your conversation whenever possible. Honestly, it wasn’t that hard, it was like he was teeing you up. 

Conversation seemed to be effortless, and next thing you know, you had spent an hour checking your phone for every little message. 

This carried on for a few days before he asked you for your number. 

You both lived in the same city and worked kind of close together so it made sense to grab happy hour.

“Hey – it’s been so cold lately! Want to grab a drink somewhere with a fire? I’ve been dying to meet you”

“Sounds great! When do you want to meet up?”

Feeling playful you added, “Hopefully they have blankets there too, I bet you’re a great cuddle buddy”

Taking the bait, he replied “Hope so too, I’m sure we could figure out something for after if they don’t.”

“Oh yeah, like what ?”

“You’ll have to wait and see ?”

The anticipation sat with you until it culminated on the day of your meet up. 

———-

The night you met him, everything went amazingly. You had arrived a little after him and he was there waiting for you on a stool at the bar, well dressed, lightly groomed, and having a lively conversation with the bartender. As you approached, he turned to you, flashed a huge smile, and stood to greet you, giving you a hug that whispered something in your ear that you couldn’t understand but made you shiver with anticipation. 

A drink turned into 3 or 4 and you found yourself much touchier than normal. You weren’t trying to send signs explicitly, your body just kind of moved on its own volition. Like it was destiny for the two of you to touch. 

He went to the bathroom and you eagerly texted your friends that you were fine and that things were heating up. You felt pretty confident so you decided you were going to make a move. 

When he came back, rather than sitting down, he approached you, slid his hand around your waist, and gave you a deep kiss.

Well there goes my plan, you thought to yourself, as you wrapped your arms around him, extending the length of the kiss to be at least twice as long. 

You finished the drinks and he walked you back to your place which was only a few blocks away. 

———

You kissed at the doorstep, entwined in each other’s arms, both occasionally sliding down the other’s back, grabbing a handful of ass.

You invited him in for a drink which he complied to. As you mixed them, he walked around your place a little bit, asking some basic questions about your living situation. You met him at his side, handed him his drink and he asked for a tour. 

“Of course you said, beelining straight for your bedroom”

When he stepped in, he acknowledged the ‘cuteness’ of your room, took your drink, set it down and lifted you up by your thighs and gently set you down on the bed, kissing you the entire time. 

You couldn’t have imagined how good of a kisser he was, there were no skip ups between you, the chemistry was evident. He moved his way from your soft lips, gently kissing your lips, cheek and neck, tracing the soft lines of your jaw. He continued south, increasing the intensity slowly, as he moved towards your collar bone across both sides, down your arms and back. This whole time, his arms traced your body outline, spending extra time caressing your breasts and up your neck and running his fingers through your hair. 

You could do nothing but gasp and beg him to continue. Every once and a while, you’d grasp his hair and make him look you in the eyes, only encouraging a beaming smile that said, “you’re mine”. 

You had taken your shirt off pretty quickly, but as he moved down your body, he slid the strap of your bra down with his teeth, then using his hands to expose your nipples; grazing them with his lips as he kissed down your stomach and down to your hips, retracing his steps – licking and sucking your nipples every minute or so. 

Sliding your pants off, you realized you were completely at ease. You knew he was guiding you on a journey of pleasure and that he was completely in control but you trusted your instincts, relaxed, and let your carnal-self inside you come to life.

As he removed your pants, he kissed down your thighs, across the front of your underwear and to the other side. He reached underneath you and palmed your ass, you could tell by his smile that he was enamored with your body and excited by this new exploration.

He gave you a few licks over the top of your underwear and moved back up to your lips, taking his time on the way up. Your tongues danced in unison and you embraced him. Trying your best to continue without distraction, you ripped his remaining clothes off and tried to get on top of him, but he pushed you down and shook his head smirking. “Not yet” and kissed down your torso again. Once again kissing every inch of you, but this time, taking off the only thing between you and him as he descended. 

As he came back up, you noticed how wet you already were. He hadn’t even touched you yet. You trembled. 

Finally, he gave a sweet introductory kiss before licking you in all the right spots, enjoying how wet you were before grabbing your breasts and bringing his tongue to your clit, making you explode in ecstasy. It felt like time stood still and you came harder than you had in recent memory. Making sure he tasted every last drop, you grabbed his head and thrust towards him as you climaxed. 

He smiled as you threw him off you and onto his back…this was only the beginning. 

You marveled at his cock, not having had the opportunity to really give it the attention you had wanted to yet. It was big but not intimidating, a challenge for you, one you knew you would bring out the best in you. The devil inside of you raged. 

With your hand wrapped around his cock, you grabbed the back of his head and gave him a deep kiss. You followed the path he had taken but went faster since your patience had grown thin. You gently licked up his cock and licked the tip, teasing him, smirking up at him and letting him know he’s in for a treat. 

As you took him in your mouth, you let your mind clear, taking him deeper and deeper in your mouth until you felt yourself gagging. His moans turned you own so much that you ignored your need for air. He grabbed you by your hair and helped guide his cock in and out of your mouth. You felt yourself getting wetter and began playing with your clit with your free hand as you stroked him with the other. 

You reached for your nightstand as you leaned over him, your breasts lightly caressing his chest, and you whispered in his ear, “I want to ride you”. You grabbed the condom you were looking for unwrapped it and rolled it on to his dick.

You straddled him and eased him into you, he grabbed your hips and you rested your hands on his chest. Riding him, making sure you felt him deep inside you but at the right angle so your clit was rubbed just right. 

“How are you doing this?” You asked, not looking for an answer, but in genuine shock at the pleasure that was engulfing you. You thrusted harder and harder, forcing him into you and making your clit swoll and send heatwaves up your spine and down your limbs. All his foreplay and you being in control had paid off, it was only natural for you to cum again. 

As he felt you quiver around him, he rolled over and pushed your knees up, fucking you with a great view of your tits bouncing, and taking every opportunity to grab and play with your body as he penetrated you deeply. 

When he thought you might be close to cumming again he pulled out and shook his head with a mocking smile, “not yet”. You hated and loved this arrogance at the same time and it pissed you off how much it turned you on. 

Your anger turned to lust but your mind lost all focus when he spun you over to have an amazing view of your ass and you arched your back so he could see both your holes. He dove in face first, licking both your pussy and your ass. You screamed in pleasure. “Fuck, that feels so good!” 

“Damn”, you thought to yourself, “I didn’t think he’d be this dirty”. But your thoughts were cut off with him sliding his big cock into you, penetrating you slowly. As he felt the ease with which it slid in from the wetness of your excitement he began to thrust hard and deeper. Grabbing your hair at the base of your neck. Wrapping his arm around you and playing with your clit until you came again.

You collapsed in pleasure and you kissed in an embrace that was a mutually agreed upon “water break”. After catching your breath, you crawled on all fours towards him, his magnificent cock next to your lips. 

You gave it a kiss, took off the condom, looked up at him and in a loud whisper told him you wanted him to cum for you. Knowing he was dirtier than you had thought, you were ready to go all out. You stroked his already hard dick and spit right on it.

He looked a little shocked and you smirked. Wryly you said, “You like it sloppy don’t you” 

“You’re amazing, keep going”

It was the perfect cock and you had an overwhelming urge to please him. Watching him turned on and hearing his deep moans and sighs as you gasped for air with him down your throat made you that much more intent on making him cum. 

You kissed and licked down his shaft and took his balls in your mouth as you stroked him, up and down, rotating your hands as you did this. Then as you went back to lick the tip of his cock, he forced your lips to the base of his cock, pulling your hair back and forth, knowing you loved every second of it. 

At that moment, you knew your mouth, your pussy, and ass were his. He could do anything he wanted and you would comply. He didn’t know it yet, but you wanted to explore every possible sexual activity with him. The openness you felt made you want to give it all to him. 

You knew it in yourself that he felt the same way, you had him in the palm of your hand. As you felt his cock pulse, you knew he was ready to cum, you looked up at him, letting him know that no one could treat his cock the way you did, and took him entirely in your mouth as he exploded. You swallowed as much of you could, draining him of every last drop, and he writhed in ecstasy, no longer in control of his body. With his gazed fixed on yours, you wiped your lips of the only cum that got away and licked your finger, claiming it all as your own. 

You gave him a few soft kisses on his neck and chest and cuddled up with him. 

Both of you were clearly exhausted and you both had work the next day. After saying your goodbyes and a few more kisses hinting you could almost go another round, you walked him out. 

You knew you would see him again. 

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ccy4hj/instagram_friends_mf_2nd_person_m4f