This is a true story and I’ve been keeping it in for a few years. But I have been thinking about it recently and it’s been turning me on every time I think back on it. I felt it would be fun to share it. It will be a VERY long one because I want to be as descriptive as possible so my apologies! But I hope it’s worth it in the end (oh and also this is literally the first ever piece of erotica I have written so sorry if it isn’t well written/high standard!) :)
For the purpose of this story, call me Aimee. It was the night before New year’s Eve 2017, so I was 19 at the time. I was a university student but I was back home in London for Christmas break. I was supposed to spend time with the family but they normally don’t do anything extravagant for Christmas, and I was getting bored. Luckily, one of my friends (lets call her Chloe) in my uni course messaged me saying she was bored too and asked what I was doing for new years.
I replied with “Nothing much. Just at home with the family. But would rather be back in my dorm hanging out with mates”.
“Would your parents be mad if you came back up here? Or are you doing something for new years?” Chloe asked.
Chloe was a really pretty girl who came over to the UK from Latvia to study. She was very passionate about fitness and was a personal trainer as a side job while studying, and was always in the gym. She was around 5 feet 6 inches, had dark hair, an amazing figure and she always came across as confident, strong and powerful. Almost dominant. Almost intimidating. But she was very sweet once she came out of her shell. Me being small and petite, I was always fascinated by her size and her ability to tower over me. She gave the best hugs and she smelt great all the time. I was always into guys and dated a few during my time in university. But she was the first girl I had a crush on and her intimidating nature turned me on for some reason.
“Im not sure :/ I’ll ask them and let you know x” I said back
Normally my parents would be annoyed that I would choose to spend time with friends than stay at home, considering I was away for most of the year in university, but I assured them it was for a night or 2 and there was nothing doing on at home so they were ok with it. I booked a last minute train ticket for the following day, packed some fancy party clothes and headed to bed.
I arrived at my dorm room the next evening and got ready there. I did my makeup and my hair. My nails were painted white. I wore this really short gold dress, some black strappy heels and a cute beige fuzzy overcoat. I arrived at Chloe’s apartment an hour or so later and rang the buzzer. It was soooo cold and regretted wearing what I was wearing. But I was quickly greeted at the door by Chloe and I felt the warmth emanating from inside. She rushed me in after seeing how much I was shivering.
My crush for her just multiplied by tenfold after seeing what she was wearing. She was so fucking hot. Her dark hair looked so silky and was flowed down to her upper back. She was wearing this really low cut black dress with straps criss-crossing her cleavage. It accentuated her chest and she looked so busty. Her dress ended just above her upper thigh and I could see a small glimpse of her underbutt. Her long legs were toned. She smelt of jasmine and roses. She was wearing white no-show socks (weirdly a turn on for me too I don’t know why. I have many kinks and fetishes and I’m not ashamed of any of them, and I think nobody should be of theirs because it’s personal and powerful and fun! I myself have a foot fetish amongst many others, and always thought that no-show socks look really cute and sexy, along with thigh high socks, pantyhose, high heels, anklets and painted nails. I am a very shy and quiet person but when it comes to sex and living out my fantasies, when I’m with the right person, I am so dirty and nasty and I am not ashamed of it one bit. I haven’t had much experience with my kinks since I have always been too shy and nervous to reveal them to previous partners on the fear that they will find me weird or they are not into it).
“Am I the first one here? Wheres the others?” I said, scanning her lounge
“They’re still getting ready, they’ll be here in a bit!” Chloe said. She asked if I want to keep my coat on since I was cold but the heating was on so I decided to take it off. She took it off for me, making me blush a little bit. I swear she was the only girl who made me feel nervous and giddy.
We sat down and poured some drinks. She bought over some lovely polish and russian vodka and rum. I bought some jägermeister and some champagne. There were soft drinks too. We chatted and talked, gossiped and laughed. This went on for an hour or so. There were supposed to be more of our friends coming but they didn’t show up. Finally, Chloe got a text from our other friend (lets call her Hannah) saying she and boyfriend had to take care of something first and that they were getting ready, and that if it was ok with us if they bring another friend along. We both were alright with it. She replied to Hannah and went back to our conversation. Hours went on and sure enough it was approaching midnight.
“Do you want to go outside and take some pictures?” Chloe asked.
“Yeah! Let me grab my coat” I said.
We both headed out to the courtyard in the apartment complex. There were already fireworks going off. It was around 23:55. We took selfies, Snapchat stories, Instagram stories, the lot. We drank a little whilst inside so I was feeling a little giddy and crazy (I can’t handle my alcohol😭) but at least it kept me warm. We then started counting down to 00:00. It finally came, and bigger fireworks went off in the night sky. We were holding each other close by for warmth and then hugged and wished each other happy new year. Our faces lingered for a few moments and I just stared at her lips. I really really REALLY wanted to bite them. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or me crushing on her. But I just wanted to kiss her so badly. But the remaining bit of sense I had left stopped me from doing just that. We let go from our embrace and headed back inside and sat back down.
“Hey since they’ll be a while, shall we get started with some party games?” Chloe said with a sly smile on her face
“Just us two? What sort of games are you thinking of?” I asked
“Hmm good question, I didn’t think that far haha. Oh what about something like would you rather?” She said
“Orrr, what about we ask each other a question, it could be as personal as we want it to be, no limits, and if you don’t want to answer it, you take a shot. If you do answer it however, I have to take a shot, and vice versa. What do you think?” I added
Chloe reached behind her and grabbed 2 shot glasses from the counter top and set them on the table between us “you’re on. I love that idea!” She exclaimed.
We played the game for a few minutes, asking each other basic questions like who in our class would you sleep with, fuck marry kill with our lecturers etc. But we were slowly running out of questions, and we were taking shot after shot of alcohol because of some of the questions. I was getting a little tipsy and so was she. It was my turn.
“Ok next one” I said. “what colour underwear are you weari-”
My voice wavered at the end of that sentence. I was so stupid, why did I ask her that! Sure enough to some, it might be a normal question to ask your girl mates for banter. But I was crushing so hard on her that I felt embarrassed after asking her that. I sank into my chair and looked down at my empty shot glass.
But Chloe, being the confident person that she is, didn’t mind the question. She was tipsy too.
“Why don’t I show you instead of answering it” she told me. She was sat with her right leg over her left. She then sat up straight, her hands gripping the edges of her chair, and slowly moved her right leg out. Her dress was so short, that she didn’t need to pull it up. I could see her panties. They were pretty, silk and lacy. She then spread her legs even more and lifted them slightly so now both legs were dangling on both edges to reveal even more. I could see that she was wearing a thong. A silky, lacy thong. She lifted her hips upwards to now show her full crotch area. The crotch of the thong was more thinner/narrow than a standard thong, but not narrow enough to be a g-string. Lastly, she hooked her fingers on the waistbands of her thong and lifted them upwards, making the crotch of her panties dig into her pussy. Her plump pussy lips slightly hugged the edges of the crotch of her underwear, which also revealed to me that she was shaved down there. I could also see a little glimpse of her pinkish butthole peeping out of both sides of the seams of her crotch. Seeing her sexy long legs with her white socks on, dangling away, with her panties in full view, and her pussy and butthole barely peaking out, had turned me on so much. I had to close my own legs. I felt a warm sensation down in my own panties. Did I just ooze a little? My nipples started to get a little sensitive and I could feel them pressing against the inside of my dress. I wanted to leap across the table between us, get on my knees and eat her out. I wanted to rip those panties off and sniff them. I wanted to have her scent on me. I wanted to run my tongue inside the lining of her crotch and then stuff her panties inside my own pussy (did I mention I was nasty?). I wanted to tongue fuck her asshole and finger her pussy and make her cum on my face. I wanted to worship her feet, take a big sniff of her socks, take them off and suck on her pretty toes. I just wanted to explore her whole body. I was feeling so desperate and crazy and while I could blame the alcohol, I must admit I probably would feel the same if I was sober at the time. I didn’t know what had gotten into me!
“Does that answer your question?” She said, with one eyebrow raised and a slight smirk.
“Y-y-yes. It does. They’re very pretty” I stammered. I wanted to look away but my eyes were fixated on her crotch. I was so red in my face. My mouth was wide open. I can’t believe that just happened. Before I could say anything else, she quickly closed her legs again and started to laugh
“Look at you! You’re so adorable. Haven’t you seen panties before?” She said.
Of course I had. I’ve seen my girl friends in their underwear plenty times before and even naked. But it didn’t phase me then because they were friends and it felt natural and comfortable. However this time I felt so different. It was a mixture of horniness and embarrassment.
Before I could answer, the doorbell rang. Thank fuck! Saved by the bell, literally. Me and Chloe both greeted Hannah and her boyfriend and his friend at the door. We all knew each other from our classes however, I hadn’t met the other friend before. Let’s call him Patrick. He was so fricking tall. At least 6 feet 4 inches. Built like a brick wall. He looked like he lived at the gym. He wore a very tight grey knitted top which made his chest and biceps pop out like a 3D movie. He wore black slim fitted jeans and brown Chelsea boots. His hair was smartly gelled back, and faded at the sides and back. He spoke with an Eastern European accent. His blue eyes were piercing and beautiful. On paper, he was the definition of male beauty for me. However at the time, I didn’t find him attractive. I think what happened with Chloe moments ago had changed my perspective on who I found sexy.
Like I mentioned before, I didn’t know who Patrick was. But judging by the reaction from Chloe, she definitely did. She greeted him with a great big hug and they spoke in Latvian. They were like old mates who hadn’t seen each other in a long while, and that was exactly the case as I had later learnt. Turns out, Patrick used to go to the same gym as Chloe and he was the one who helped her get into personal training when she first came to the UK. He was also a student at the university we all attended, and was in the same course as Hannah’s boyfriend. Small world.
We all headed back into the lounge and sat down on Chloe’s sofa. The sofa was L shaped, so Hannah and her boyfriend sat next to me on one end, while Patrick sat next to Chloe at the other.
We drank and we laughed and caught up. We were playing drinking games like ring of fire (if you don’t know what ring of fire, search it up. It’s hilarious) we were getting more and more drunk and soon enough my head was getting lighter and lighter. One thing to note about me while drunk, is that I still always remember what happens, unlike some people who have no recollection of the events that happened while drinking.
I looked to my left, and Patrick and Chloe were facing each other, just chatting normally. He was making her laugh. I didn’t feel any jealousy at all. I just kept thinking of what happened a few hours before. The image of Chloe’s spread legs, in her sexy silk panties. It hadn’t left my mind at all and every time my mind went back to that image, I would get more turned on. I could feel my panties getting more damp. I just wanted to excuse myself to the bathroom, lift my little dress up and finger myself to the thought of Chloe’s pussy. But I didn’t move. I then looked to my right and saw Hannah making out with her boyfriend. Those two could never take their hands off each other. But they were so cute together. I then looked to my left again and was shocked. I saw Chloe and Patrick making out too!
I didn’t know what to feel. Was I allowed to feel jealous at all? Friends making out in parties especially when drinking is involved is always common. She was just a friend. A friend who I wish I was sexually involved with. A friend whose panties and lady parts I saw, sort of. But a friend nonetheless. I was never bi-curious until I met Chloe, and even still, having a crush on one girl doesn’t necessarily mean I was bisexual, right?
I felt really shit and down a few seconds later. I sank down in the sofa and crossed my arms and kept to myself. I was 5th wheeling. The girl I liked was making out with Mr bodybuilding 101. Both Chloe and Patrick got up and said they were gonna “go for a chat in the other room”. Pfftt yeah right. They left the room with their hands held. Literally a second after they left the room, I felt the wall shake and shudder, and I heard moaning from the hallway. They were fricking making out against the wall, hard and loud. That sent me over the edge. I got up and told Hannah that I wasn’t feeling well and that I was gonna go back to my dorm room and get some rest
“But it’s only-” she looked at her watch “oh it’s getting quite late (it was around 03:00 at this point). “We probably will get going too. We’ll get an Uber and drop you off” she added.
I went to the hallway and saw Chloe against the wall, with Patrick leaning over her, one hand under her dress fondling her tits, the other hand pinning her arms above her head. Their lips were locked. As hot as it looked, I wished it was her doing that to me, and I was still pretty mad.
“I’m leaving. Hope you guys enjoy the rest of your night” I said sternly.
Chloe pulled her face away from Patrick’s and looked at me worryingly
“Noo please don’t go, what happened!?” She exclaimed. She then gestured in Latvian to Patrick to get off and then walked towards me. She was very drunk and her speech was slurred. She leaned in and whispered:
“You know, I don’t even want him here. I don’t even know why I’m making out with him. Im soooo drunk” she giggled. “Can you tell the others to leave and we can continue our night alone?” She added.
I was confused but the thought of us two spending the rest of the night together had perked me up again. Chloe then walked into her room while she muttered something about Christmas, idk. I turned back to Patrick who was just standing there leaning against the wall. Hannah and her boyfriend both came into the hallway too.
“I’m sorry guys, Chloe said she isn’t feeling well and asked me to tell you guys if we could call it a night” I said.
“Yeah of course! Hope she feels better. We had fun didn’t we?” Hannah beckoned to her boyfriend, and he nodded warily. He was blackout drunk.
“Maybe I should stay with her and take care of her” said Patrick. He then proceeded to walk towards Chloe’s room. I stepped in front of him. It was ridiculous. I am so tiny and he is a giant compared to me. He could literally lift me up with one hand and toss me aside. But I really wanted to spend the rest of the night alone with Chloe and didn’t want Patrick to stay with her.
“I’m sorry she really wants to be alone right now. I hope you enjoyed your night!” I said through a forced smile towards Patrick.
5 minutes later, their respective Ubers arrived and they headed off. I shut the front door and walked towards Chloe’s room. “Chloeee they’re gone” I said loudly. I wasn’t met with a response. As I approached her room, I heard snoring coming from inside. Great, she was asleep. I walked inside and there she was, sprawled across her bed, face first into her pillow.
“Now what”, I thought to myself. I was about to call an Uber for myself when I caught a glimpse of something. Chloe was lying on her side, with her right leg bent up at the knee, and her left leg straight, showing just a little bit of her panties, again. The light from the hallway was catching on the sheen material, which was what made it noticeable. Thoughts popped into my head again and my urges got harder to fight off.
She was completely passed out. I just thought maybe, just maybe, I might be able to do something. I had no idea what, but I was so fucking horny and went hours without touching myself. She was just lying there, still looking hot af. I slowly crept towards the foot of the bed. I held back. “Isn’t this illegal?” I thought to myself. I would be touching her without her consent. She did show me her panties with no hesitation however, and said she wanted to spent the rest of the night alone. Maybe she wanted me to do something too? I was overthinking it so much.
“Chloe? Are you awake? Can you hear me?” I said loudly. I walked to where her head was lying and I gave her head a little tap. And then another one, this time a bit harder. I then shook her shoulders. But she didn’t respond or wake up. She was still snoring away. I walked back to the foot of the bed. I stared at her bare legs, and then looked down to where her feet were. She was still wearing the white no-show socks. Instinctively, without any thought, I bent down and gave them a sniff. They smelt oddly sweet, but sweaty too. It turned me on so much. I gave them another, bigger sniff and moaned slightly. I took them off, and started to rub her feet. She felt like a goddess to me in general, and me worshipping her sexy feet while she didn’t know just had me dripping so much. I then started to lick her heels, up her sole and then put her toes into my mouth. I sucked on them gently, my tongue swirling around each one. I took them out, lightly let a drool of spit drop on her feet and repeated. All the dancing and partying made her feet slightly sweaty, and it made me want to think of how her feet are in her gym socks after her workouts. I then started to kiss the top of her feet, her ankles, and then slowly made my way up her legs. I wasn’t even thinking that this might wake her up. Part of me wanted it to wake her up. I wanted her to see that I was worshipping her.
My face was inches from her butt. I spanked her a little, to see if she would wake up, but again, no response. She was still snoring. I stuck my tongue out, and slowly started to run it along the seams of her panties. I couldn’t get deep enough, so I lifted her right leg a little higher to reveal more. I went in again, with a little bit of spit. She smelt so lovely down there. Without a second thought, I pulled her panties to the side and ran my tongue over her bare pussy. I just went in and licked everything. I licked her pussy lips, then flickered my tongue over her clit hood. I then spat on her pussy and tried to insert my tongue inside her pussy. I then licked down to her asshole and flickered over that too. She tasted so great. I was getting so wet, that I could feel myself dripping. My pussy was throbbing, and leaking so much, it was dripping down the inside of my thigh. I ran my fingers along the inside of my thigh and pussy and collected the wetness, and played with it in my fingers. I then rubbed it onto her pussy and slowly inserted my middle finger inside her. But not all the way, just the tip. I realised this was all so so so wrong. If she wakes up and finds out what I was doing, she would get so angry and it could end up with me going to court. But the riskiness of it all made it more sexier. It was too late to back out now.
I pulled my finger out and sat on the bed. I took my panties off and threw them on the floor. I pulled my dress down and exposed my small tits. My nipples were hard af. I took some of the wetness that was on Chloe’s pussy and started to rub it on my nipples. The cold early morning air coming in from the open window in the front of the room, mixed with the wetness on my nipples, made it even more sensitive. I stood up on my knees and positioned my pussy just above her lower left leg. I slowly sank down, and started to grind my pussy slowly over her left foot. Keep in mind I was still drunk, so I had no idea what I was doing. I was doing some really weird stuff. The wetness of my pussy made it easier for me to slide and hump her foot. I was about to cum already, that’s how horny I was. I leaned forward and slowly took Chloe’s panties down to her knees, and spread her firm yet soft asscheeks. I spat on her asshole and started to finger it slowly. I didn’t want to fully commit to the anal fingering because it would definitely wake her up. But it got the better of me, and I moaned so loud. My finger went inside her a bit more and she jolted.
“WHAT THE FUCK!?” she screamed.
She quickly sat up and kicked me off her bed. I was on the floor, partially naked, fully embarrassed and startled. I had no explanation. I had no excuse. It was clear as day what I was doing. Chloe grabbed her covers and pulled them up around her.
“Aimee, what the FUCK are you doing!?” Chloe shouted once more.
“I- I- um- I’m so sorry Chloe please let me explain!” I cried.
I was expecting her to keep shouting at me and telling me to get the hell out of her apartment. But she just said “go on then, explain”, with a horrifying and angry look on her face.
I wasn’t expecting to actually explain so I had to just come out with the truth. I told her how I had a big crush on her and wanted to have sex with her that night. I told her how I thought her flashing me earlier that night had made me feel as if she was hinting at wanting more. I was so ashamed and hated myself so myself. I started to cry. I was a mess. I jeopardized my friendship with her. New year’s was ruined.
“You have a crush on me? Since when? Why didn’t you tell me? It’s ok to have a crush but doing whatever you were doing to me is NOT ON” She exclaimed “stop crying, come and sit here” she added, while patting the side of the bed next to her.
I slowly stood up and pulled my dress back over my tits and pulled it down to cover my pussy. I walked over to her and sat next to her, gingerly, with my back slightly towards her.
“I’m so sorry Chloe. I’ve ruined our friendship. I’m so fucking weird. You hate me now. I hate myself. I don’t know wh-”
I was stopped mid sentence by her grabbing me and pinning me down onto her bed. She dragged me like a lifeless sack into the middle of the bed, and climbed on top of me. She stared into my eyes, her hair falling onto my face.
“Shut up and let this happen. We will talk about it later” she whispered.
With her left knee, she spread my legs. My cum from previously grinding on her leg transferred onto her knee. She pinned my arms above my head. She had such a strong grip. Or maybe I was just small and fragile. The combination of both seemed to do the job. She leaned her head next to my left ear and whispered:
“Start humping my leg. Do it.”
Without hesitation I started to rock my hips up and down her knee. It felt so good. My tiny little clit was exposed, and was rubbing against her skin. She pulled away, took her panties off and her dress, and then pulled mine off above my head. I had never been naked in front of a girl before. But I finally saw her naked. She had a navel piercing and her tits were massive and perky. Her hips were big but her waist was slim. She literally had the perfect body.
“You like my feet don’t you, you fucking dirty girl” she said. She lied down as if to scissor me, but instead, she placed one foot near my face, and the other foot started to rub my pussy. Her cute toes started to penetrate me, and it was so easy since I was practically a waterfall down there. I didn’t even need to be told what to do next. I grabbed her other foot, sat up, and was about to start licking her feet, where then she slapped my hands away with her foot.
“No no, keep your hands above you. I control what your mouth does” she told me. I heeded to her instructions and placed my arms above my head, while she rubbed her foot over my face. She then opened my mouth with her foot and slowly out her toes in my mouth. She pushed in a little further and made me gag on them a little. It was so freaky, so nasty, so hot. It was fantasy come true. How did she know?
I was about to cum again since she was still rubbing my pussy and inserting her big toe into me. She would insert it, take it out, swirl it around my clit, and go again. It brought on wave after wave of pleasure. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was about to cum. I let out a muffled scream while her foot was still in my mouth, and that was the indication for her to stop. She pushed her foot deeper into my mouth, so I was practically deepthroating her foot. But she moved her other foot away from my pussy just before I could climax and switched it with the foot that was in my mouth. This time, I could taste my own wetness on Chloe’s foot. It was pure ecstasy.
After a few moments, she took her foot out of my mouth and pulled my legs down the bed. She moved closer to me and immediately started to kiss me. We made out so passionately and sloppily, partly because we were still drunk, and partly because, well, we were in the moment. Our hands wandered down to each others soaking wet pussies, and we just toyed with each other for a long time. My fingers explored her labia, pinched and rubbed her clit and then I slipped 2 fingers inside her. She let out a moan while I was sucking on her tongue. She did similar things to me, I felt her flicking my clit and then massaging it softly, and inserted a finger inside me too. I started to then kiss her neck, and made my way down to her tits. Her nipples were just as sensitive as mine were. I bit them, spat on them and licked them. I wanted to devour them. They were so soft and addictive. My tongue flickers got faster, and so did my finger strokes inside her pussy. Soon she was panting very fast and kept saying “keep going” under her breath. We both started to sweat and breathed heavy into each others mouths. She came so hard onto my fingers, that she clamped her thighs shut on my arm. I wasn’t doing to stop. I kept moving my index and middle fingers in and out till she was shuddering and her eyes rolled back.
After a few moments, we were still not finished. She pulled my hand out and started to suck on my fingers. She opened her mouth and I could see a thick white blob of her cum. She pulled head towards her and made me suck it off her tongue. She wanted more. She pinned my arms down again and sat on my face, whilst she was facing towards my feet. She grinded on my face while she spread my legs and started to slap my pussy. “You’re not allowed to cum yet do you understand” she said in between heavy breaths. I mumbled something in agreement while my tongue ran across her pussy and asshole. Eating her out like this was going to make me cum again, but every time I was close, Chloe would sit up and squat above my face, and slap my pussy. They weren’t little love taps either, they were full on slaps. It hurt a little but felt so good too. My pussy went so red (since I am quite pale) and it was super sensitive. The sheets were soaked with my juices and im not even a squirter! She sat on my face again and angled it forwards so more of her asshole was prominent. I licked it fast and spat on it. “Can I please finger your asshole Chloe. Please” I wimpered, while she was abusing my pussy.
“Yes of course” she responded. I rubbed my spit mixed with her cum and slipped in a finger. It was so easy. I fingered it slowly at first, while Chloe started to slowly bounce on my finger. I used my other hand to finger her pussy too. Like a double penetration with fingers. This was driving her insane, and she leant forwards to start eating me out, similar to a 69 position. It was the first time I was eaten out by a girl, and let me tell you, being eaten out by a girl is way better than by a guy, at least in my experience. They just know what to do more ;) she used her tongue to slurp up my pussy, and flicker the tip of her tongue over my small clit. It was electrifying.
Soon enough, I was trembling. I hadn’t cum yet and I was aching to. She had already cum again while I was fingering both her asshole and pussy.
“Please. Can. I. Cum. Please Chloe” I said shakily. I really thought this time she would let me. But no. She was being evil at this point. She was punishing me. But I deserved it. I non consensually played with her. And I was suffering sexually because of it. She stood up, letting my hands and pussy have a break. She turned around and laid down beside me. She ordered me to sit on my hands, so I did nervously. She spread my legs again. Just the cold breeze hitting my pussy was going to be enough to make me cum. I was so desperate. I was shaking and trembling. She placed one hand on my throat, lightly. And the other hand slowly traced down my neck, to my nipples, to my belly button, and then down to my pussy, where it just rested there. She then started to gradually squeeze my throat, with her strong grip.
“Tell me you are sorry for what you did, and then I’ll make you cum. Deal?” She said with a sultry tone.
I was about to apologize, but I couldn’t get the words out. She was squeezing my neck too hard. I could barely let out a noise. I felt myself getting even more red. The mixture of not being able to breathe and being drunk made my head feel like it was a helium balloon. At I started to kick my legs, and then pulled my hands from under me and tried to pull her hands away from my throat, but it was no use. I started to get a bit panicky. But she then released her grip, waited a few seconds, and started to squeeze my neck again. This time however, her other hand that was resting above my pussy, started to finger me. It felt more pleasurable this way, not being able to breathe and being played with. I locked eyes with her and tried to gasp.
“You just have to say sorry Aimee. It’s simple. Say sorry.” She chimed.
I mouthed the words but nothing came out. Her fingers worked quicker down there, with her now putting three fingers inside me, stretching me out. I never had that many fingers inside me. I am very small. She stopped abruptly, and loosened her grip. Immediately I shouted “IM SORRY, IM SORRY. CHLOE PLEASE STOP. IM SORRY. JUST MAKE ME CUM PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU MAKE ME CUM”.
“That’s all I needed to hear” she said, her tone suddenly becoming soft.
She gripped my throat again but it wasn’t that hard this time. She touched her forehead with mine and rubbed her nose with mine. Eskimo kisses. It was really cute. She fingered me again. I could feel my juices flowing down to my asshole, and so could she. “Want me to finger your asshole too?” She asked.
“Yes fuck yes” I panted.
Since she was taller, she was able to reach down my pussy and asshole with ease. She rubbed my wetness over my asshole and then slowly inserted the tip of her middle finger into my asshole. I gripped it, and then loosened it, allowing it to take more of her finger in. It was a different sensation to her fingering my pussy, but it felt just as good. She slowly moved it in and out. “How does that feel. Do you like that you dirty little slut?”
I couldn’t even say anything anymore. I just whimpered and nodded while staring into her beautiful brown eyes. She then took her finger out of my asshole, and put her pinky in it instead. Her index and and middle finger went inside my pussy and in all in one motion, she started to finger my asshole and pussy simultaneously. She started to bite my bottom lip. I just let it all happen. I was taken over. She started to finger blast me, violently fingering my holes, stretching me. Our lips locked and I was both breathing hard into her mouth while she was sucking and swirling my tongue.
She stopped kissing me and whispered the hottest words I would ever hear:
“Cum for me. Cum hard for your goddess. You dirty little princess”.
I lost all control. I came so hard, I screamed. I was shaking, my legs trembling. My breathing was heavy. My pussy was on fire. My cum was flowing all the way down to my asshole and onto the sheets, making a damp puddle. I was climaxing hard. It went on for what seemed like forever. I felt like I had died and went to heaven, no exaggeration.
I flopped, lifelessly. My arms and legs spread like a snow angel frozen in time. Chloe laid next to me, her face burrowed into my neck. She was kissing it gently. Her hands resting across my chest, her legs wrapping my right leg. I never felt so good, so happy, so fulfilled. I started to cry. Not out of sadness, or happiness. It was more of a cry of relief. Not just from finally getting to cum, but to finally fulfil my multiple fantasies. With Chloe. I can’t describe that feeling.
We ended up falling asleep and not waking up until around 17:00. It would normally awkward to wake up naked with your friend, especially after a night of drinking and sex. But we both woke up with smiles on our faces, and laughed so much about the situation. We both remembered everything that happened, despite being drunk af. We got dressed, freshened up, had a very very late breakfast, and ended up making out and having sex again in her lounge. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other.
I had to leave that same night and I really didn’t want to. But I couldn’t cancel my train ticket and I promised my parents I would be home. I left with one last kiss and returned home. We both said that before we met up again after Christmas break back in university, we would call and discuss the situation between us. We did, and both came to the realisation that it wouldn’t work out as us being in a relationship because she was going back home to Latvia when term finishes. I was distraught, but the remaining semester we had, we spent together, and had even more steamy fun. She’s now back in Latvia and has a boyfriend. She’s happy. But we miss each other. She’s actually coming to London for a few weeks with her bf for a vacation and wanted me to come along and be their tour guide. Who knows what will happen during her visit x
THANKS SO MUCH FOR READING ALL THIS AND REACHING THE END!!!❤️ I’m sorry it was so long but I hope it was worth it. Again, this is a true story that happened to me, and sorry for any grammatical errors. Hope you enjoyed it!❤️☺️
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/pfp1ym/23foc_i_finally_gave_into_my_bicurious_urges_at_a
That was amazing! I bet if was even better to experience.. and I bet Patrick was pissed! Hahaha
Sounds like a wonderful experience.
Great story. The excitement builds very well.