I [F] got fucked by my friend [M] from high school. (LONG story) [FM]

Last Friday, I met a couple of high school friends for drinks, and we were meant to go to a house party after that.

Let me describe myself for you first. I’m 23 years old, exactly 5 feet tall and Indian. (Everyone in this story is Indian since that’s where this story is happening.) I have long curly black hair and a roundish face, and a pretty great body- a 34F chest and a pretty slender waist, and I’ve been told that my ass isn’t bad to look at either. I have a boyfriend but we’ve been long distance for most of our relationship, and we both basically knew that it had fizzled out completely. We’ve been on the verge of breaking up.

I met three of my old friends at a newish microbrewery in town, pretty close to the house party we were meant to go to later. I won’t go into describing everyone- I’ll just tell you about the one that’s relevant to this story.

Let’s call him Ari. He’s pretty handsome, and he’s around 5’10” (tall for Indian standards btw), kind of lanky, has really messy hair and is super charming. I’ve always thought he looks like an Indian Bo Burnham. He’s always been the mom of the group, because he’s really responsible and caring, and he used to be the only with a car so he’d drive us around everywhere. I thought he was cute, but I never really had a thing for him outright. Throughout high school he dated this girl who I didn’t really get along with, so we weren’t exceptionally close or anything. Ari and I got along fine now, and he’s been quite flirty with me, ever since high school ended.

So back to the story.

I had reached first and wanted to get sloshed as soon as possible, so I was already quite drunk by the time Ari and the other two guys reached. Ari sat across the table from me and we talked and drank for a good two hours. I was drunker than I’d ever been in years- I don’t remember half the stuff I said, but I do remember Ari looking down my low-cut top every once in a while when he though I wasn’t looking.

After a while we realised it was time to get to that house party, and the other two guys had a motorcycle so they left together. Ari and I were left to walk to the party alone, at 12 am through a pretty residential sort of neighbourhood.

I don’t remember much of that walk, but I do remember how he held on to my waist as we walked- fingers occasionally brushing against my side boob. I was extremely drunk so I was grateful that he was making sure I wouldn’t fall over, but I was hyper aware of how he was touching me. I felt guilty because I wasn’t technically single, but I loved the way it felt to be touched like that.

A couple of months back we had been in a pretty similar situation, but I had stopped him because I felt really guilty then, too. This time though, I knew what I wanted.

As we walked, his hands started straying towards my ass. I usually get really horny when I’m that drunk, and that night was no exception. I stopped him, stood on my toes to reach his ear and whispered “Are we actually doing this?” in my most flirtatious voice. I could feel him getting hard as he whispered back “God you’re so hot”.

In my drunken state, I didn’t really appreciate this response- I was expecting a resounding “Yes let’s fuck”. I forced myself to smile and we continued walking. He seemed a bit confused but didn’t say anything.

We reached the house and we were pretty late at this point- the party had reached that stage where everyone’s just talking in smaller groups. We were sitting on the floor, passing around a joint and talking. Ari casually placed his hand on my thigh as we engaged in small talk.

A couple of guys did try to hit on me, and I did flirt back. What can I say, I really loved all the attention. I was also annoyed with Ari and wanted to spite him. I guess I succeeded, because he looked downright pissed off every time he glanced over at me.

*(Sex stuff starts here)*
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After one particular guy got a little too touchy-feely, Ari stepped in and announced loudly that we needed to talk. He led me up the stairs and into an empty room, and shut the door behind him. Before I could say anything, he pinned me against the wall and started kissing me.

Shocked but excited, I kissed him back, running my fingers through his hair and pulling lightly. My boyfriend loved when I did that- and the thought made me a little guilty, but I was too drunk and too horny to care at this point. Ari was now kissing my neck while groping my boobs. We hadn’t said a word to each other yet.

I pushed him off and look up at him. His hands were still kneading my boobs through my shirt. I was dripping wet at this point, but I had to ask. “Ari what are we doing?” “We’re finally doing this. I want to fuck you right now” he said.

With that, I pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him, fully clothed. We started making out hard and I could feel how hard he was, through his jeans. “Take these off” I whispered to him, running my hands along his boner. It felt really large, and I could wait to put it in my mouth. He fumbled but managed to get out of his clothes. He could feel my nipples through my shirt, and gave them a slight pinch. Seeing my reaction, he realised he had stumbled upon one of my biggest turn-ons. He quickly stripped me down entirely, and flipped me over. Now on top of me, he was more aggressive than ever. With no preamble, he popped one of his fingers into my mouth and told me to suck, and began to pinch my right nipple. He pulled his finger out of my mouth and reached straight for my clit. He could feel how wet I was, and wasted no time in putting two long fingers into me. I gasped and moaned. The room was echo-y and everyone downstairs could most definitely hear me.

He started fingering me while sucking on my nipples. I started tensing around his fingers, and he knew he was close to making me cum. He brought his face towards me and his free hand moved to grasp me lightly around my neck. He’d found my second biggest turn on. Damn this guy was good.

“Look at me while I make you cum” he commanded. I don’t know what happened to the soft-spoken responsible Ari but I was on board entirely. I was seconds from cumming. He held onto my neck and whispered to me “I’ve wanted to fuck you for years, do you know that? You’re such a fucking tease.”

And suddenly, I was about to cum. He choked me lightly as I moaned with pleasure. I hadn’t cum from just fingering in years, and it felt amazing.

As I recovered from my orgasm high, I started playing with his dick. It was already hard and I couldn’t wait to go down on him. I was about to push him back so I could begin, but he grabbed me and forced us off the bed. I was surprised. Not to brag, but I’ve been told I give amazing blowjobs and I wanted to show him.

“Down on your knees. Now” he said sharply. I dropped down obediently- I loved being slightly submissive. I was at level with his dick now. It was massive and I was genuienly worried about whether it would inside me. He held onto my hair as I started sucking. Here’s my blowjob tip- vary the pressure inside your mouth with your tongue, and don’t forget the balls.

I could feel him growing harder in my mouth- I’ve always loved that feeling. Being stoned and drunk, the blowjob was sloppier than usual, but when I glanced up at him, he looked like he was having a great time.

All of a sudden he let go of my hair and pulled me up. He’s literally twice my size, so he picked me up and threw me onto the bed. He quickly reached for his wallet and pulled out a condom. Damn, we were really doing this.

I spread my legs and he put his cock into me. It was bigger than any dick I’ve ever taken. He grabbed one of my tits as he fucked me. He was taking it really slow and I was getting impatient. I wrapped my legs around him and began to grind against him.

Now I love a bit of dirty talk during sex and he seemed to know exactly what to say. “You’re fucking brilliant at blowjobs, your boyfriend’s a lucky guy” he said with a smirk. Instead of feeling my usual sinking guilt, I felt a sudden rush. The fact that I wasn’t supposed to be doing this made it hotter for us. I was about to retort but as I opened my mouth, he rolled my nipple between his fingers, making me moan a little too loudly.

He smirked at me. “I saw you downstairs, flirting with all those guys. Didn’t you know we were going to fuck tonight?” He started picking up the tempo, fucking me harder and faster. I couldn’t help but let out a little scream- I was getting close to another orgasm and I desperately wanted it.

“I just wanted to piss you off” I joked back. “It just made me want to fuck you more” he growled back at me.

He flipped us over so I was on top. He grabbed onto my hips and started fucking me that way- he wasn’t even giving me chance to ride him. I bent down and we made out as the pace picked up. I moaned into his mouth as he spread my ass. He groaned with pleasure as I took back a little control and rode him. I could tell he was close to finishing.

We switched to doggy style- another favourite of mine. As he slammed into me, he grabbed my hair. “I want all those guys downstairs to know that I’m fucking you right now” he said as he spanked my ass. I got progressively louder and we both knew we were aboug to cum. He grabbed my hips and picked up the pace. I screamed his name as I came, and he finished right after that.

He got off me and we cleaned up a bit. Everyone downstairs had definitely heard us and I was turning red at the thought of facing them. We got dressed and he kissed me again before we headed back down to the party.

“Are you guys done talking?” Our friends smirked at us as we entered the room. “Best conversation I’ve had,” I retorted.

We’ve made plans to meet again this week, and I’m already wet at the prospect of having him fuck me again.

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