Hey everyone, I’m flattered by the response I’ve had to these stories and I’m sorry if these are a bit long but I feel like the context makes them hotter. Hopefully you agree! Also, I’ve been trying to lock down our ages at this point and I’m pretty sure Sarah would have been 22 and Amy 23, making me just shy of 25.
Anyway…
From what I can remember the night with Sarah happened on a Thursday because I was pretty useless at work the next day and I saw her soon after that. I think when I texted her we made plans to hang out on either the following Saturday or Sunday at the pub with a group of friends but the days of the week aren’t really that important I guess.
Although I was really looking forward to seeing her I got the sense through texting that she was going to act like nothing had happened. It didn’t bother me because I figured it meant that it could happen again at some point but it did shake my confidence a bit.
I don’t work weekends and neither did the two friends I remember heading to the pub with so we got there early enough to have a late lunch on the patio. Before Sarah showed up the table had grown to about 6 guys, 2 girlfriends. Interesting side note, one of the girlfriends was the cute little blonde that went home with Kyle (Amy’s ex FWB) in my second story, her name was Lynn and she looked the exact same as she did 3 years prior. I only mention it because I have a good short story about her that I might tell at some point.
When Sarah walked onto the patio I was already pretty buzzed and it took me a second to recognize who she was with. It wasn’t the alcohol but the fact that I had never seen Amy in a dress and she looked AMAZING. I remember one of my buddies actually saying something along the lines of “What the fuck…” when he saw her. She was in this tight grey dress that had an opening across the chest to show off her cleavage and it only went about half way down her thighs which were nicely tanned like the rest of her. Sarah looked good too like she always did but jeans and a sweatshirt for the pub with her hair up not the nightclub outfit Amy was wearing. They both knew everyone except the two girls and Amy clearly didn’t remember Lynn because she hugged her and introduced herself. Lynn was also the first one to compliment her on the tight grey dress beyond all the guys starring.
They made room for Sarah and Amy who sat down almost directly across from me and we ordered a round of shots for everyone except the fourth girl, who I can’t remember but who was driving a bunch of them. They did their best to catch up and multiple conversations were had between various groups at the table. It became pretty clear that Sarah and Amy were having a competition for who’s the hottest girl at the party that Sarah didn’t know about. Unusually, it was Amy making the dirty jokes and flirting with every single guy while Sarah drank and laughed but was pretty quiet. I tried to talk to her but from across the table it was hard to hear each other.
At some point later in the night while I was further down the table talking to Lynn’s boyfriend Amy said something about anal sex that I didn’t quite catch but had the guys around her grinning ear to ear and listening closely to which Sarah responded with “Eww, no, no butt stuff ever.”
“You have to give up your ass if you want to keep him happy.” Amy responded sucking on her straw and I swear four of the guys were drooling. I realized then how long it had been since I had seen her and how much she may have changed.
“Is that how you keep your married boyfriend?” Sarah asked and even though when you read it it might sound bitchy it wasn’t, they both laughed and Amy almost dropped her drink.
“He’s never complained.” She laughed back to which Sarah stuck her tongue out at her “Yeah that too…” Amy smiled, I think implying rimming which I honestly didn’t get until I was typing this story.
“Ewwwww slut shut up.” Sarah shook her head with her hand up towards Amy.
Later in the night there was finally a seat open beside me and I motioned for Sarah to sit with me as she was coming back from inside. She looked over at Amy who was flirting with Johnny (the mechanic from part 3) before sitting down.
“Hey hardly been able to talk to you all night.” I said leaning towards her so she could hear me better.
“I know, its loud out here, how are things?” She asked casually glancing over at Amy again.
“Things?” I laughed “Things are good.” I squinted my eyes at her like I didn’t know what was going on and she took the hint.
“I’m gonna have to go soon, working tomorrow, my brother is picking me up.” She told me loudly enough for the people around us to hear and then added in a whisper “Text me.”
Sarah got up and asked Johnny to hand her her purse which was under his chair and then started saying her goodbyes going around the table. I was confused but wondered if it was just because I was drunk and might have missed something. When we hugged I squeezed her tight and kissed her on the cheek which she completely ignored.
“Talk soon.” She said walking out of the patio area and over to the parking lot where I guess her brother had been waiting.
I waited a few minutes before pulling out my phone, I wasn’t annoyed that she had to leave or that she didn’t want it to go any further just that she had acted like she didn’t have time for me. One of the many things I liked about her was how intimate she always made every conversation feel like she wasn’t capable of small talk.
“What was that?” Was what I think I finally decided to text after writing and deleting multiple text messages. I waited for about 10 minutes trying to distract myself with the conversations at the table and doing another shot before picking up my phone again and thinking about writing an angry text. I can’t remember honestly whether I sent another text or I started to get the steady stream of them that she was responding with:
“I’m sorry, when Amy asked what I was doing this weekend I mentioned I was going to hang out with you and the guys at the bar and she insisted on coming. She told me how much she still liked you and how she had hoped to run into you at some point but it hadn’t happened. How unhappy she was with her boyfriend who had promised to leave his wife and blah blah blah. I just felt so guilty I couldn’t tell her you and I had hooked up and now I’m definitely not going to. When we picked her up and I saw her in that dress and I could tell how hard she was trying, I even borrowed my brother’s sweater to cover the cute top I was wearing. Ugh.”
I remember the ugh clearly, the rest I’m paraphrasing. Apologies, alcohol. I sat there waiting for the messages to stop so I could respond, they came in waves of two or three at a time, a sentence per text basically.
“I get it, she’s your friend but I really thought you and are were going to hang out.” I typed and deleted hang out, replacing it with “hook up” before putting it back.
“Honestly sweetie, you’re really cute and super sweet but we aren’t really each other’s types. I think we had our fun. You should go for Amy, take her away from that loser who uses her.” She texted. I know it sounds a little crazy but I was angry at Amy for ruining it with Sarah. This gorgeous girl sitting across from me wants me so bad she hears where I’ll be and makes herself look as hot as she possibly can and I’m mad at her for it.
“Okay I guess, we’re cool then? No hard feelings?” I asked for whatever reason getting the sense that Sarah was just taking the easy way out.
“Ugh, you are such a nice guy, go fuck her in that dress! Extra hard for me for being a fucking teasing bitch tonight.”
Looking over at Amy I watched her laugh at something Johnny said, her tight dress clinging to her perky tits. She was unbelievably sexy even if she wasn’t who I wanted. I realized I had been staring too long when she said something “Ugh, finally he notices my dress!”
“I was, ummm… yup fine… I was staring.” I laughed smiling over at her.
“You should be, I look amazing.” She giggled back, Johnny nodded his head in agreement looking her up and down. “Johnny no drooling..” She whined pushing his shoulder playfully while laughing.
Now I don’t want to be judged too harshly for the rest of this story because I realized even the next day I had been an asshole but I drunkenly blamed her for Sarah and I not getting together.
Under the table I started texting Amy “So, what colour are the panties under that dress or do you want to surprise me later?”
She wasn’t holding her phone but I heard it go off in her purse. Fuck, she didn’t hear it.
“Answer me in the next 5 minutes or we aren’t hooking up tonight.” I honestly didn’t know what she would do, I thought about how the old Amy would have slapped me from across the table. She reached down and I had to look away to keep a straight face. I didn’t look back at her but at my phone as it went off.
“Someone is cocky tonight.”
“So you wore that dress not to get fucked?” I had insider information.
Amy put her phone away and kept flirting and I thought for sure I had pissed her off but when the group started to break up and Johnny asked her if she wanted to split a cab (their parents lived down the street from each other) she awkwardly declined.
After all the goodbyes we were the last two at the pub. Amy had a smoke and I just walked beside her, my apartment was about 3 minutes away and we were both silent the whole time. When we got in the elevator she stood across from me and started to lift the hem of her dress, slowly she showed me a pair of see through purple panties. She still shaved.
“So its cool if I just sleep on your couch?” She said in a bratty tone while batting her eyes.
“Keep it up.” I responded looking at the camera above her head and knowing my super was a bit of an old perv. When the elevator door opened she walked down the hallway towards my apartment without having fixed her dress, her firm ass was hanging out from below it.
The second we got inside the apartment my hands were up her dress and on her ass and I lifted her onto the kitchen counter while we sloppily made out. Her hands struggled with my belt buckle but eventually she got it off along with the button on my jeans and I moved my thighs to shimmy them down to my ankles. She pulled me between her smooth tanned legs with her feet and reached into my boxers trying to stroke me. I pushed her hand away as I was already hard and tore her panties.
“You’re buying me…” Her voice went to a loud moan as I shoved the head of my cock inside her followed by a good length of throbbing shaft. She instinctively wrapped her arms around me and by the second or third thrust I had her off the counter and she was riding me while I stood in my small kitchen.
“This is what you get for being a tease,” I growled in her ear as she bounced up and down on my cock taking almost my entire length each time. Her eyes were shut and she was gritting her teeth and I knew she was getting some pain with the pleasure “I wanna fuck your ass tonight!”
“You’re too big for my ass….” She whimpered shaking her head as she continued to buck and grind, her dress up around her waist.
“Say it again!” I growled sucking on her ear.
“You’re too big for my ass!”
That kind of dirty talk just drives me crazy and I couldn’t help but let her down to her feet and spin her around, pushing her over the kitchen counter. I pushed my cock back inside her from behind and started to move slower wanting to last. “Spread your ass.” I instructed looking down at her painted nails as she pulled her cheeks apart and showed off her dark little asshole. I put my finger in my mouth to get it nice and wet and then pressed it up against her tiny hole. She jumped a little at first but quickly got used to me rubbing it with the tip of my finger. When she started to really push back against my hip thrusts I spit down onto her teased ass and then pushed my finger inside.
“Holy fuck!” She whimpered as I felt her melt and lean entirely on the counter hardly able to stand. I fingered her tight ass to the rhythm of my thrusting into her pussy until she was soaking wet. It didn’t take long for her to cum. Probably two minutes after I started fingering her ass she came hard around my shaft and I pulled out of her and squeezed the base of my cock hard trying to keep from cumming myself. I was too far gone, I pinned her to the counter with one hand on her tanned back while I loosened the grip I had around my cock and shot a stream of cum so hard it sort of splashed off her ass. The next two spurts of cum I directed at each of her tiny round ass cheeks.
“Fuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkk…” I groaned in pleasure as I shook the last few drops onto her.
“Don’t get it on my dress.” She panted trying to catch her breath as she looked back at me her head awkwardly between the counter and the cabinets.
Amy headed for the shower and I told her I’d get her a t-shirt she could wear after. As hot as it had been I felt so guilty that it wasn’t Sarah and also that I knew it was never going to go anywhere with Amy. When she came and crawled into bed with me after her shower she tried to get me to fool around again but I just told her I was tired.
The next morning she was gone before I woke up.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ds6pao/my_sisters_hot_friends_part_4
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