I [f]orgot to buy [m]y friend a Christmas present so I fucked him instead

My friend, Adam, and I have been friends for over a year now – we met at uni and have been pretty close since. I always thought Adam was pretty cute – little taller than me, light brown hair, glasses – but he had a serious girlfriend for a few months, only breaking it off about a month before Christmas. I think I only saw her about twice though. Our mutual friend group decided to do secret santa this year and I happened to score Adam, which sucked because not only was he incredibly hard to find a gift for, but I’m absolutely shit at finding presents – and I leave them until the last minute.

So naturally when Christmas eve came and it was time to swap presents, I had dashed to the liquor store to buy a fancy wine and some chocolates for Adam, knowing it was a lame present. Being an incredibly nice guy though, Adam claimed to love it and that was that. Until he came up to me afterwards and asked if I wanted to crack open the newly bought alcohol at his parents house who were away for Christmas somewhere across the globe.

I accepted the offer, still feeling guilty about the last minute put-together, and we went to his place. After we had poured a glass each we settled on the couch.

“This is good stuff,” Adam said, throwing the liquid back into his throat.

“You’re not exactly easy to buy for,” I replied sheepishly, taking a small sip of my own.

“Don’t worry, R (A/N: let’s just call me R), you nailed this.” Adam shifted closer to me on the couch, dipping his head and squinting his eyes at my chest area.

“What?” I asked.

“You’ve got shit on your top,” he said, grinning.

I glanced down and saw a spaghetti stain from the night before smudged on my grey top. It was a faded Levi’s shirt which I hadn’t been bothered to change that morning.

“Stop staring at my boobs, pervert,” I sighed, pushing his head away. Adam didn’t make me nervous.

He took another gulp of his drink, avoiding my eyes for a moment. He put his glass down on the coffee table then turned to face me, his green eyes serious.

“I know something else you could get me. For secret santa,” he said.

I raised my eyebrows.

“A kiss,” he suggested, sounding casual.

I smiled, before realising he was serious. “A kiss? You’re serious?”

He put a hand over his heart but didn’t say anything. Actually, he looked nervous. I downed the rest of my drink, enjoying the warm way it made me feel. I felt bolder, too. So I leaned over, clasping a hand on his cheek and pressed my lips against his.

He responded after a brief moment of surprise, his mouth moving earnestly against mine, more passionately than I thought. Suddenly, I didn’t want to sit back. I wanted him. My hands were in his hair and then I felt his palms sliding up my shirt, touching my skin with the lightest of touches. It made goosebumps erupt all over me.

His hands rested on my boobs before reaching around me to unclip my bra. We pulled apart a few inches to gather our breaths and I tugged my shirt off, revealing my perky tits which are on the smaller side, but still gain a lot of compliments.

“Fuck, are we really doing this?” Adam asked, his suddenly dark eyes stuck on my chest hovering in front of his face.

“This is your present,” I breathed before taking his own shirt off and kissing him, our tongues working together to create a hot rhythm.

I pressed my tits against his chest, which wasn’t toned, but he was lean and skinny so there was no fat there, making it a hard surface to lie on. I pressed hot kisses along his jawline and his hands went to my ass which made my clit throb. I loved when men touched my ass. I could feel his hard cock prodding me.

I slid down and unbuckled his jeans while he kicked them off and I peeled down his underwear to reveal his member which spray out with enthusiasm. I took the tip in my mouth, teasing him for a few seconds until his hands went to my hair and he thrust upward, unable to contain himself.

“Fuuck,” he groaned, his chest rising and falling. I’d never felt so attracted to him, his hair messed up and eyes almost black with lust.

I began pumping him with my mouth before using my hand while we kissed again. Then I took my own jeans off and slipped my panties to the ground. Adam reached for my clit, his finger brushing the sensitive mound and making me shudder. I gripped his wrist, stopping him.

“Just get inside me,” I moaned, leaning over the arm of the couch, ass pointed towards him.

“Let me get a condom,” he murmured, reaching for his wallet and slipping one over his dick before pushing the tip against my opening. “I want you to beg for it.”

I pushed back against it, glancing back at him. “Fuck me Adam. Please fuck m-”

I had barely finished before he slid all the way in, filling me up completely, making me gasp and grip the side of the sofa. “Shit,” I gasped, letting my pussy adjust to his size. He wasn’t huge, about 7″, but it was still a lot to take at once.

Then he began pounding at a steady rhythm, his balls slapping against my bare skin as his groans mixed with mine. It was fucking hot. He sped up, his hands gripping my waist as he plummeted in and out, while one of my hands reached down to rub my clit and the other massaged my boob as they bounced uncontrollably as Adam fucked me from behind.

“You. Feel. Amazing,” he said through gritted teeth after each pump.

I let out a primal moan at this, throwing my head back as my fingers worked sloppily over my clit, my juices running everywhere. I was gonna cum soon, and I was gonna cum so fucking hard.

Then Adam pulled out completely, stepping back, before taking me by the waist and throwing me down onto the couch, face up. He climbed on top of me, inserting himself inside me once again, slowly this time.

“I want to see your face while I fuck you,” he said, staring down at me, his hands positioned on either side of my head on the arm rest.

“Harder, please, Adam,” I moaned, my hips bucking beneath him.

He pushed himself all the way in, stopping for a moment of absolutely agony. I was so close to my climax and I could feel my core throbbing. Then he went rough, ploughing in and out while I groaned beneath him, my eyes squeezing shut with pleasure. It felt so fucking good, him pumping my tight pussy, better than anyone had in months. I was so close, I could feel I was on the edge, heat gripping my core so tight, ready to explode at any moment.

“I’m gonna cum,” Adam grunted.

“Me too. Cum, Adam,” I breathed, wrapping my legs around him, letting him go even deeper.

“Open your eyes. I want you to watch,” he demanded.

My eyes flew open and those words alone were enough – my orgasm ripped through me and I jerked, my pussy spasming on his cock, clamping down hard. My head rolled back and it took all my effort to keep my eyes on him, my mouth open in a silent scream.

A second later Adam groaned, his strokes becoming sloppy as he came inside the condom, pressing against me as we locked eyes, riding through our orgasms. We stayed like that for a moment, just staring at each other in disbelief while his cock throbbed gently inside me.

“That was the best present,” Adam breathed.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/egplwi/i_forgot_to_buy_my_friend_a_christmas_present_so