Warning: Long post. Scroll down to the XXXXXXXX to get to the sex.
This is us. We’d been best friends for the past 10 years. I always knew that there was something between us, but never did we do anything about it until tonight. It was always the wrong time. I was always in relationships when you’d been broken up, and you’d be in relationships when I’d broken up.
But not this time. I knew you were having a hard time getting over your last ex. You called me up from the bar, asking for a bit of company. I was at a house party with acquaintances. I’d always been a bit of an introvert, and I don’t do too well with larger crowds, so I left to join you.
“Come quick,” you said. “Or I’d be getting drunk on my own.”
“I’ll be there in 20.”
You were dressed in that tight-ish pink polka dot sundress, and already half a pint in when I’d arrived. Remember that hilariously oversized Hoegaarden pint glass? You could grow a potato in one of those.
“I’m already a bit tipsy.”
“I’ll catch up.”
We had a couple of quick ones as we just chatted about our lives and her ex-boyfriend. We ordered 2 more rounds, just to make sure we got the best of happy hour.
“How’ve you been doing?” I prompted.
“Eh I’ve been okay,” You responded.
You changed the subject. “You don’t happen to want to go to a club, do you?”
I thought you might enjoy a night out with a little too much alcohol and some dance in you, and so I said we’d go. We finished our drinks as quickly as we could, and decided to call up our friends who might’ve been in the scene. We said we’d meet them there.
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Now we’re at the club with our friends. It’s 90s RnB night. Always your favourite. TLC’s Waterfalls was being spun. We had our cover drinks in our hands.
“You know, I could never do this with you when I was with him. He’d always get jealous.”
“But we’re just friends, how does he not understand that?”
“I dunno. Just the jealous sort I suppose.”
“We’ll I’m glad we’re doing this. This is fun!”
“Let’s go get drunk.”
And we went to the bar and ordered ourselves flaming drinks. You almost burnt an eyebrow off. We laughed.
A little bit too much. It wasn’t so much about the hilarity of the situation. We were drunk and happy and it was just nice being silly with each other.
We tried to go back to the dance floor as the Spice Girls started playing on the speakers. You stumbled. I caught you. It felt just right that I was holding you in my arms. The perfect warmth of your skin through the fabric of your smooth sundress that I loved. I must’ve held you there for a while, because in your eyes I saw something stirring as well.
“I’d like to go home now.”
“Of course.”
We said bye to our friends, and I helped you out. Your arms were around my waist. I took you to the taxi stand and hailed one down for you. I helped you in and started to close the door. You stopped me. I misread you the first time.
“I meant… I’d like you to send me home,” You said.
I climbed in after you and shut the door. You told the driver your address, and he started driving.
“Are you okay? You’ve had a bit to drink.”
“I’d always loved you, you know,” you responded. Your head was on my chest, but you tilted your head up as you said those words. You reached up and kissed me.
I didn’t know what to say, but in that moment, I felt like the right thing to do was to kiss you back.
And so I did. We’d held hands before, and I’m sure you felt the same electric feeling that I did. But this hit different. It felt like everything was right in the world as we kissed. I remember your minty lip gloss, and how it tasted so sweet as our tongues met.
“I’d always loved you too,” I said as I broke away from the kiss.
You held me tighter, and we kissed once again.
All I could focus on were your lips. My hands and arms, however, had a different agenda. They started running all around your back at first. They moved downwards to the small of your back.
You inched closer. My hands made their way to the front of your dress now, starting around your waist. Slowly, they moved up to the front of your bra. Padded a-cups. I’d never been into larger breasts, and yours were perfect. You started moaning and kissing my ears and neck. I knew then you wanted me too.
“Spend the night with me.”
“Okay.”
My hands were still exploring your body. I reached down with my left hand, fingers just softly grazing your inner thighs. Slowly stroking upwards. I felt wet fabric. This was you. Your warmth and moistness told me you needed this tonight. I massaged your clit under your wet panties. Your moaning told me everything I needed to know.
We didn’t care what the driver thought. It’s 2am on a Friday. I’m sure he knows what that’s like, driving a couple of 20-somethings home from the city. We continued making out and touching each other’s bodies.
I’m hard and I think I’ve felt some pre-cum on my boxer briefs. Your hands let go of my face and one of them touched my penis through my pants, softly and gently. I’m getting driven mad at this point.
We reached your apartment building. We paid the driver and got out of the cab. You held my hand and guided me to your place. We stopped outside the corridor, and you looked for your keys in that tiny bag of yours.
You couldn’t seem to find it for a while and we laughed. I kissed you and for a while, I think we might’ve contemplated just fucking outside. But then you found them. We opened the door and as we stepped in we kicked off our shoes. You grabbed my hand again and pulled me towards the bedroom.
You opened the door and walked over to the bed. I flipped the switch and gazed at you. It was hard to believe what was happening. I’d never seen you like this before. I’d fantasised about this, yes, but I’d never thought in my wildest dreams I’d get to see you naked. But now I was just about to.
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I pushed you on the bed and begun kissing you again. More aggressive this time. My hands running all over your tits, and underneath your dress, with special attention to your now soaking wet panties. I slipped a finger under them, and rubbed your clit in a circle, the moistness of your pussy driving me crazy.
For the first time that night, you grabbed my dick proper, albeit still through my pants. I was rock hard and throbbing.
I pulled your grey panties off. It was a much darker grey where your soaking pussy just was. You fumbled with my belt buckle. I chuckled as I undid my belt and pulled my pants down. You grabbed my dick through my boxers and I could tell you liked what you felt. Your fingers just exploring everywhere up and down my shaft.
I pulled your dress up above your waist so I could look at your pussy. It was beautiful. A perfectly-shaped innie, completely hairless and glistening with grool.
You laughed as you attempted to pull the rest of your dress off. The zipper on the side had gotten stuck and it was way too tight to just rip off. You excused yourself and walked to the bathroom to have a better look in the mirror.
I stood there watching you sway away.
The bathroom door opened, and you walked out in just your matching grey bra. I’d seen you with your rib and hip tattoos before, but mostly in pictures, or in just glimpses in real life. But now I’m looking at you up close, and I just want to caress you all over.
You say back in your bed, not worrying if your pussy juices were going to get on the covers. We’ll just clean up after we’re done, I thought. I kissed you once more, and as you pulled me closer, I fumbled with the fastening on your bra.
“I thought I had practice with this,” I laughed.
I finally undid them and pulled them off, revealing the pink nipples on your small breasts, just the way I loved them.
I took my tee shirt off as you pulled my boxers down. You gasped at my member. “You never told me you had a big dick!”
“Eh, I didn’t think this was something I had to announce.”
“Yeah, but I thought you’d brag.”
I was beaming. I’ve had experience with other girls before, and they’ve told me I was on the larger side, but this interaction with you, my best friend, just made me so happy.
We were now naked in front of each other. I thought every physical insecurity you’d confided to me about in all these years were just silly. Maybe you don’t realise it, but you’re beautiful. I hadn’t realised it before, but it was at this moment that I had completely fallen in love with you.
I reached out and touch your breasts. I caressed each of your nipples between my finger tips.
“I never thought I’d see you naked. I mean, I’d always have loved to,” I said.
You responded wordlessly. You took my dick in hand gently, and lowered yourself so you could kiss the tip of my penis. And then you put my cock in your mouth.
I ran my fingers through your hair as you sucked me off. You try to take me deeper, but you gagged. And it reminded me of the times I’ve had to hold your hair as you puked from our drunken nights before. I just smiled.
Standing, I reached down with one hand to caress your breast and fondle your nipple. You moan with delight. That almost drove me to the edge. I’m almost about to cum. I gently pulled my dick out of your mouth, and pulled you gently up. I lean in for a kiss, and you’re hugging me. We’re both standing up, and my penis just softly grazes your clit. We’re both moaning in each others’ mouths.
I pushed you back onto the bed, and pulled your legs apart. I lowered myself so my face was inches from your parts. Here’s a memory I’d never forget. My best friend’s beautiful mound of Venus framing a pink innie pussy glistening with grool.
“Has anyone ever told you that you’ve got a beautiful pussy?”
“Hah yes! It’s because all my lady bits are all neat-like.”
I touched your clit and you shuddered in delight. I gently inserted a finger in, and even though you were incredibly tight, you were so wet that I’d practically glided in.
I worked the “come-hither” on you. I’d read that on Reddit – that that was the best way to please a girl. Thanks Reddit. It worked on you. You absolutely loved it. I lowered my lips over your pussy lips, and tasted your sweet juices. It tasted like heaven.
I continued the come-hither motion and you began to squirm. I wasn’t about to stop now.
“Oh my god. How are you doing that!? It feels so good, please don’t stop,” you panted.
I continued that for a bit more as I licked your pussy. Oh how I wish I could just lock this memory in forever.
You moaned. Loudly. I’d never thought I’d hear my best friend moan.
You came hard. We were both surprised.
“You’re a squirter!?” I squealed in delight.
“I dunno man, no one’s ever done that to me before. I mean, I’d like to think I’m experienced with sex, but what you just did was magic.”
We were both beaming.
“I want you in me now.”
I stood up, and you positioned yourself against the edge of the bed. I looked deep into your eyes as I placed the tip of my dick against the entrance of your swollen pussy.
I soaked in the sight. This beautiful girl sprawled across her bed, naked as the day she was born, wanting me inside her, practically begging.
“Do you really want to do this?” I asked. “We’ve been best friends for so long and I don’t want to ruin it.”
“I want to do this. Besides, we’ve already gone this far.” You looked at me longingly with those beautiful doe-eyed brown eyes.
“Okay.”
I pushed my penis into your tight pussy. Your smooth, moist vaginal muscles engulfed me. A wave of electric pleasure pulsated across my entire body, starting from my dick, and working its way across my back and down to my toes.
I thrusted, gently at first. You’re moaning my name.
“Fuck me,” you moaned out.
I didn’t have to be told twice.
I thrusted harder now. Each thrust had us both moaning at the same time, our breaths in sync. I feel your pussy convulsing around my penis again. You’re cumming again. A little bit of squirt landed on my belly.
I looked down and chuckled. You opened your eyes and chuckled as well.
We stopped laughing and stared into each other’s eyes as I continued thrusting. The electric waves of pleasure are building up now. I’m going to cum anytime now.
You seemed to know what I was thinking as we gazed at each other.
“Cum inside me,” you said softly.
I breathed an “okay” back.
Pure waves of pleasure shot through my entire body now. The previously built up pressure in the depths of my loins were released, wave by wave into you. I lost track of how many waves of ejaculate I put inside you. All I could think about was how much I absolutely loved this moment.
I’d finished cumming now, but I’ve left myself inside you for a bit, just steeping in the warmth we’ve made for ourselves.
“Wow.” You said.
“Wow.” I responded.
I finally climbed off you and lied down next to you. You found my hand and held it.
“Our friendship’s going to be a bit different now, isn’t it,” you said.
“Yeah, but I don’t regret this,” I said.
“Hmmm…” you started, but trailed off.
You turned to look at me, and I probably responded with a dumb quizzical expression.
You continued, “would you entertain the idea of us being together?”
I hugged your warm naked body and you held me tight as we fell asleep.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qv03gr/a_night_after_drinks_with_my_best_friend
Guess dreams come true ))
This is so sweet and sexy.