I went down on my best friend, and it was both of our first sexual experiences[FF]

Okay so, this is all very new to me but I thought it would be good to work on my writing skills before fall semester starts and share the story of the night I ate out my best friend.

My friend, Olivia and I both made it through high school without getting so much as a first kiss (at least from a man). We started at the same university thinking it would be just like the movies and we’d end up having sex every night and snorting ketamine on weekends by October.

Unfortunately, we made it to second semester having barely made new friends, and our v-cards still very much intact.
We’d gone out a couple times and drank a little too much and shared a few drunken kisses together, but there wasn’t any passion behind them, just curiosity and a tinge of loneliness. She’d grind her pretty bubble butt against me on the dance floor and we’d crash our lips together when boys might be watching but we didn’t accomplish much.
I’d made it known that I was bisexual and she had told me she also felt some attraction to women.
One night, her roommate was hosting a small hangout and Olivia invited me. I didn’t know her roommate’s friends so I clung to her. We shared a bottle of bottom shelf vodka; I especially had a lot since I was anxious about coming to this party with people I didn’t know. Thankfully I didn’t have to interact much with the strangers because by 11:30pm we’d retired to her room where I planned to stay the night.

I was sitting on her bedroom floor, watching her play GTA 5 and feeling drunkenly horny.

“Yo,” I said, catching her attention, “Come sit on the floor with me, it’s nice and cold.”

“Okay,” she giggled, putting down the controller and sitting down on her knees near me.

She’d changed out of her party outfit and was wearing a thin, red t-shirt. I could easily make out the outline of her puffy nipples. I impulsively reached forward and with one finger circled the small nub of her nipple through her shirt. It stiffened immediately and she made no move to stop me.

“Wow,” I said, “mine don’t react like that to anything.”

She giggled and scooted closer, “Not even to cold?” She asked.

“No, they just wanna stay flat.” I answered.

“Lemme see.” She said, her tone unclear whether or not she was joking.

I looked at her, raising my eyebrows, “Okay, sure” I said, pulling my shirt over my head. Then I put my arms behind my back to unhook my bra.
It wasn’t very pretty, it was made for the purpose of maximum support and lift, which I need for my very large breasts. So unfortunately, it was a plain shade of beige with no embellishments.
I removed it, rubbing the red lines it had left on my shoulder.
Now my tits, big and pale, with blue veins going through my large, barely coloured areola, were exposed. My small pink nipples were, as advertised, flat.

“Wow, they’re so much bigger than mine,,” said Olivia.

“Yeah well, I weigh more than you.” I huffed, feeling slightly jealous of her compact body.

“Okay, but proportionately, they’re still huge.” She said admiringly.

“You know I’ve always appreciated yours!” I told her, “Come on, pop them out for me.” I said, grinning.

She laughed a little, “Alright I’ll pop them out.” She took off her shirt so delicately, just like girls do in movies, like they’re unwrapping a present, which made me laugh a little.

“Don’t make fun of meeee.” She said in a slight whine.

“I’m not I’m just drunk.” I promised, refocusing my attention on what she had revealed.

They were lovely, small and perky. Shaped sort of triangular, with puffy purple toned areola, and hard nipples pointing out and up. Her chest was slightly tanned, turning whiter towards the nipple. She’s pretty thin with a straight curtain of brown hair and sparkling blue eyes, which always look somewhat seductive. She looks a bit like Riley Reid but younger. She’s beautiful.

I reached my hand out to feel one and I was surprised at how soft her boob was, I thought they must be firm since they were small but I was wrong. I jiggled it a little, enjoying the soft feeling of it and how quickly it bounced back into shape. She laughed loudly and asked me, “what do you think? They haven’t been good enough to get me a boyfriend so far.”

“Don’t be stupid,” I told her, “they’re amazing and so are you.” She smiled.

I knew why she’d never had a boyfriend but I wasn’t going to bring it up. She has a bad case of only liking guys who aren’t interested in her, and changing her mind once they are.

I tore my gaze away from her chest and looked her in the eyes, slightly nervous about what I was going to say

“Wanna kiss?” I asked.
She nodded.

I moved closer to her and shifted onto my knees, like how she was sitting. I put my hand on the back of her neck and leaned in. I kissed her, my lips on hers were nothing new, but our naked chests pressed together was. I could feel her hard nipples and rapid heart beat. I moved my other hand to grab her waist.
I felt her ribs, delicate under a small layer of softness. I slid my tongue into her unresisting mouth. She tasted like vodka and something sweet, probably juice. Her mouth felt warm and wet and made me wonder about other parts of her. She shivered slightly. I pulled my mouth away from hers with a small wet sound and looked at her shiny, pink lips.

“Are you cold?” I asked.

“A little,” she said, “Let’s move to the bed.”

We stood and she walked to the door and locked it, which made my heart thump a little harder in my chest. I crept behind her and playfully grabbed her ass, which was barely covered in little athletic shorts. It was round and big for her small body, only 5 foot 1. I was only an inch taller but had about 40 pounds over her, although our proportions, other than the breasts, were similar. Her ass was a perfect mix of firmness and softness and she yelped a little when I gave it a smack. She gave me a fake wounded look and went to pull back the covers of her bed and slide in.

I made sure to move the controller that was still on her bed and squished in next to her. It was a single bed so we just barely fit. She pulled up the covers and turned to look at me. I didn’t wait a moment and pushed my lips against hers hungrily, bumping noses in the process. I reached my hands down to get another feel of her ass, and I felt her hands come to rest on the top of my back. They were slightly cold but I didn’t mind. I was warm enough for the both of us.

I felt her tongue move to explore my mouth and I let it, humming slightly in the back of my throat. When her tongue retreated I tried sucking her bottom lip. She let out a sharp breath. I rolled on top of her, my right arm pressed into the cold wall her single bed was against. For a minute the only noises were our breathing and the soft sounds of kissing. Then I broke the kiss and threw off the bed covers and took another look at her body under the harsh overhead lighting.
Her nipples were standing straight up. I could see some acne on her chest but it didn’t matter at all. Her stomach curved in a little and her hipbones peeked through her skin. She pulled herself up in a sitting position and looked at me questioningly. I was breathing hard and nervous. I had an idea in my small drunk mind which my rational self would have dismissed as a bad idea that would definitely ruin our friendship. However, my rational self was not present at the moment. I looked at Olivia, my chest feeling tight and also feeling a tingling between my legs.

“I wanna try something, is this cool with you?” I asked touching the waistband of her shorts.

She looked at me and said, “yeah” in a small breathy voice.

She lifted her hips to allow me to pull off her shorts completely. Underneath was a pair of pale coloured panties with a small bow at the top. I hooked my finger through at the side onto her thigh and looked at her for confirmation. She nodded and, heart hammering, I pulled them off.

She had her knees apart so I had a good view of her pussy. I stared at it, mesmerized. It didn’t look much different from mine. It was slightly stubbly, like maybe she’d fully shaved 3 days ago. Her inner lips weren’t visible at first glance, same as me. Her outer ones looked full and soft, slightly darker tanned than the rest of her body. I wondered if she was wet. She interrupted my train of thought,

“Don’t just stare at it!” She laughed, “You’re going to make me insecure!”

“Sorry, it looks cute by the way.” I reassured her, nervous about what to do next.

I moved to sit between her legs and she spread them obligingly. Now I could see all of her, the small purple inner lips were shiny with wetness. Not stopping to overthink I touched her with my index finger, stroking up and down between her lips. It was warm and wet. I saw how tense she was and I knew we must both be feeling incredibly nervous under the fog of alcohol. This was the first time someone else had touched her, and the first time I’d touched somebody else. I gently put my finger inside her. It was even warmer and wetter and I could feel her heartbeat from the inside. She exhaled loudly. I turned my finger upwards and curved it. I slid it in and out and explored the tight, wet passage. I cautiously placed a second finger at the opening and slowly slid it in. She didn’t make any noise that suggested it hurt so, encouraged, I sped up, plunging my fingers into her. She let out a long shaking breath. I removed my fingers, instead pushing my middle finger against her clit. I saw her mouth open wide with a gasp. Feeling bolder than I’d ever had, I kissed her again, savouring the sensation of her lips on mine. I broke away and moved my hands to her tits, giving each a good grab then circling the nipples. I gave the left one a pinch.

“Ow!” She exclaimed.

“Oops.” I giggled.

I got my tongue onto that same nipple and gave it a confident lick. It tasted of sweat and the bitter taste of perfume. I sucked it in my lips and gave it a circle of my tongue. She moaned at this, a squeaky small sound. I placed another kiss on her chest and began to move downwards.

Not sure exactly how I should do this, I put my hands under her thighs and spread them wider. I would have been nervous but by now we’d gone too far to make it of any use to stop now. Either we’d still be friends in the morning, or we wouldn’t. At this point I couldn’t bring myself to care.

I bent my head, breathed out, and gave her pussy one cautious swipe of my tongue. She didn’t taste like much, mostly warm and slightly bitter. It made me think of some exotic slightly savoury fruit of a fictional tropical country which the locals used in all sorts of dishes, from soup to ice cream.

I thought to myself the best way to do this must be to be as enthusiastic as possible, so I placed my hands under her ass, grabbed, and buried my face in her pussy.
She let out a strangled moan which I took as a compliment as I pressed my tongue against her clit roughly. I licked her upwards from the source of the wetness to the top of her clit repeatedly.
I must have been too enthusiastic because she told me to slow down in a breathless voice. I followed her instruction and began to circle her clit with my tongue, occasionally dipping back down to bring up some more wetness. She rewarded me with a, “yes, that’s perfect,” said in barely more than a whisper. I flattened my tongue against her pussy and did some slow, dragging, strokes. She whimpered and tightened her thighs against my head. I licked her like a melting ice cream cone as she rocked her hips against my mouth. I sucked her clit, causing her to breathe out a low moan. I alternated that and licking and lifted my face slightly to look up at her.

Olivia’s head was thrown back and her eyes tightly shut. Her cheeks were flushed and her mouth open. She had one hand grabbing a handful of blanket and the other pushing on the wall, her arm shaking slightly. I sped up my tongue movements, focusing on her clit. I knew she would cum soon. I swiped my tongue up, then in a semicircle over her clit. I knew from myself that to make a person orgasm you needed to concentrate on consistent movements. I grabbed her ass tightly, holding her to my mouth, and licked rapidly against her clit. She quivered and ground her hips aggressively against my face. She moaned, “Oh..I’m gonna cum.” I continued licking as quickly yet evenly as I could manage. She breathed hard out through her nose, then began panting, bucking her hips frenziedly. Her panting stopped as the pleasure overtook her body. Her legs tightened around me and her pussy pulsed against my tongue, becoming wetter than I thought possible. I licked her through her orgasm, slowing as the bucking of her hips slowed. I stopped when she finally breathed out loudly, pulling my head away from her pussy.

“Oh wow.” She said simply. She looked like she’d just ran a marathon. She smiled weakly at me and said sheepishly,

“can you do that again? It’ll be really quick the second time.”

I smiled, “of course.”

I put my head between her thighs once more. She was absolutely dripping. I licked up her pussy once slowly, then quickly gaining speed. Focusing on her clit, I felt the now familiar tightening of her muscles and this time reached up to rub her nipples as she rode out her orgasm against my mouth.

I pulled away and wiped my mouth against my arm.

“I’m going to go wash my hands.” I told her.

“Yeah, ok.” She answered breathlessly.

I came back to her redressed in a t-shirt and panties. She beamed at me, her cheeks red and her eyes tired,

“I think I’m going to sleep now.” She said.

“Yeah it’s pretty late, I should sleep too.” I responded.
Of course I didn’t sleep for a couple more hours as I sobered up and thought about what I’d just done. The next morning things were a little awkward but we were quickly back to how we’d always been as friends.

Okay! That’s it! I’m aware there’s some grammar mistakes but it’s really hard to edit on mobile and I don’t want to look at this too much or else I’ll decide to not post it. I’m already very anxious about putting this out in the world. I can’t believe I’m actually going to put this on the internet. Oh well. Let me know what you think!

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