[MF] Finally going on a date with my [18M] best friend [18F] and former high school crush

She came downstairs wearing a loose leather jacket, a short skirt and she had an intoxicating red on her pillowy lips. it had only been a few weeks since I first kissed her. She had been one of my best true friends in high school. I had feelings for her for a long time but never expressed them until I did. It was awkward after that. I didn’t feel all too comfortable getting between and her new relationship, so I backed off.

It was a while before things went back to normal. She invited me to the new Star Wars movie, we reconnected, and after a few awkward hangouts following her breakup, she kissed me. I felt emotions I had never felt before, I knew that I wanted to be with this girl. She was so amazing. Passionate, caring, everything I ever dreamed for in a friend and a partner. We constantly stayed uo for late night phone calls and I spent all the time in the world learning whatever I could about her. It was the most fun I had ever had.

Anyways, I was so excited to see her looking so hot getting ready for our first real date. I’m sure she was surprised at how interested I was in going to a musical. The truth is though, she could have taken me to the dump to watch forklifts shift garbage and I would have followed her, giddy as a schoolboy. Like I sai, she was beautiful, and an amazing person. She had me wrapped around her finger. It seemed she didn’t notice my gaze upon her as she nonchalantly said,

“We have some time before we have to leave, do you want to go down to the basement for a bit?”

She straddled me on the couch and kissed me deeply, smearing her red lipstick all over my freshly-shaven face. I had gone all-out that night to look as handsome as possible. My hair wasn’t as curly as I would have liked, but I still wore her favorite cologne and an expensive peacoat-looking thing that had never left my closet after my mom bought it anticipating I would finally get myself into a relationship. We made out passionately until we were called upstairs to leave by her parents. I wiped the smooches of my face and tried to fix the situation in my pants in spite of her fooling around to perpetuate it.

After some cheeky texts exchanged in the car, we got to the theatre. The musical was great and I was so happy to enjoy it with this girl. Her smile was like a drug and I couldn’t get enough. I searched for a word to describe it, but couldn’t place it. We left hand-in-hand, with me protecting her from the cold February night, anticipating a relaxing car ride home. We nearly fell asleep on each other. We talked with her parents in the kitchen after we got back and I whispered her in ear for us to leave and encourage some alone time.

We went downstairs and resumed what was so rudely interrupted earlier in the night. We were rudely interrupted again when her mom called down for her to come upstairs. She came down in sweats a few minutes later and explained that her mom had told her that her previous outfit was too sexual to wear alone with a boy. The joke was on her mom, though, she still looked just as good. She had let her flowing blonde hair down and the way her shirt clung to her curves and her pants shaped her ass was making me lose control. I contained myself and we snuggled in to watch a movie.

My hands started to wander over her and I could her let out soft moans and felt her grind against me. I kissed down her neck and left a hickey on her shoulder before I flipped her over and kissed her. She bucked against me as I took off her shirt to suck and bite on her nipples. She was writhing around on the couch and biting her fist. I snaked my hand down into her panties. She was soaking wet.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked.

“What do you want to do?” She questioned back.

“You know how long I’ve been wanting to go down on you,” I told her.

“You get ten seconds.”

We had done other things before, but I had never eaten her out. I slithered off the couch and kneeled on the ground as I slid her pants off.

“Nine,”

I bit her thighs and licked around her lips.

“Eight,”

I breathed on her lace panties, through which I could see the outline of her tight, pink cunt, wet with anticipation.

“Seven,”

I was determined to make her stop counting. I pulled her underwear to the side and started to devour her pussy. Her body contorted as it experienced something so unfamiliar.

“Six,” She moaned, breathlessly.

I swished my tongue over her clit. Her words broke and she couldn’t keep counting,

“Fi…fuck,” she moaned, “stick a finger in, baby.”

I obliged and plunged my finger into her warmth. Her pussy contracted on my finger as she got closer.

I feverishly licked her clit and fucked her with two fingers until she came. Hard. She collapsed onto me on the floor.

“I didn’t want to say it in the heat of the moment,” she told me, “but I love you.”

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