My best friend, Jon, always complained about how his Asian girlfriend was too boring and conservative. He’s a 6ft white guy, rich family, and athletic. He could have had any white sorority girl he wanted, but he always had Yellow Fever. They couldn’t have been more different – he was harsh and conservative while she soft and fun.
If I were him, I would’ve appreciated Sarah. Good thing I didn’t need to be him to appreciate her.
One night she came over to my dorm, crying about how he screamed at her at a pregame because she was dressed too slutty for a girls night out. He was such a jealous fuck. She broke up with him swiftly in the moment, not entirely sure if it was impulsive or premeditated.
She looked for my guidance because I was I was his best friend. I could see why he thought she was dressed too slutty.
Sarah had curled her straight Asian hair and she had huge gold hoop earrings that were thin at the lobe but got thicker along the bottom rim. She was wearing a tight floral dress that was a cream color with large pink flower prints that wrapped around her hips and 32B cup breasts like a glove. The dress didn’t show any cleavage and was cut like a crew neck along her upper chest. I was so awe struck by her beauty alone. But when she showed up to my door in tears, all I could think about were the slutty parts of the outfit that were screaming for attention. The dress was cupping her braless breasts and perking her nips out like ripe cherries. She was wearing lace black panties that were blaring through her cream colored dress.
This was the outfit that would make a man forget about his best friend for a night. And it did.
She sat hunched over at my desk, slightly tipsy from the pregame and had mascara running down her face. Sarah was distraught from how Jon didn’t trust her going out and that she looked like a whore. She said she was just trying to have fun. Her quick decision to break up with him was the result of larger issues than just that night.
I forgot most of the details of her rant because I was too focused on following the black panties that were barely breathing between her skin and dress.
Finally she said “I think I’ve had enough time to vent. I could use a drink. Could you grab me one?”
She wiped away the last of the dampness under her eyes and smiled at me. Her dimples made me melt.
I couldn’t resist. Sorry Jon.
I put a bottle of Soju next to her and she looked up at me. I stared down into her eyes and leaned in. She complied. With her dark red lipstick, smearing on my lips, I began to sprint my hands over the dress and along the soft ridges that defined her panties. Her golden hoop earrings were dangling along my cheeks and were cold from the long night. I pinched her hardened nips that were piercing through the thin fabric of the dress.
She grabbed my collar and took control. She made me switch positions with her by sitting in the chair and now she was straddling me. Her thighs now open for my enjoyment, her black panties were exposed with a glorious up skirt view. Her hips now grinding on me, and cock started to harden. I couldn’t keep my eyes off the way her hips were circling on my lap with her bare ass cheeks now peeking through the bottom of her tight dress.
I worked my hands up her torso and pulled her dress down from her shoulders down to her ribs so now her boobs were free in my face. She started to pull the dress off entirely, but I stopped her. I wanted to fuck her in that dress.
While I was still sitting, I turned her body around and pushed her shoulders down towards the floor. I positioned her in the most crude bent over angle to present her ass to my lust starved eyes. Her head close to the floor now, she looked back at me with innocent eyes, but she bit her upper in a way that signaled her desire to be filled with my cock.
I spread her ass checks with both of my needy hands and used my right thumb to pull her panties away from her dripping pussy.
Pure indulgence. I licked and sucked her pussy, drowning my lips in her warm cream. She was twitching with enjoyment and moaning with delight. Her ass cheeks were shivering in my palms and her thighs were struggling to hold the position. But I kept going and going in this endless buffet that I had yearned for so long. My tongue now flickering its way through the walls of her vagina that were quickly caving in with every pulse, preparing to shower me with her cum.
[End part 1]
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pnjjb4/the_sloppy_seconds_i_wanted_like_left_over