Just Friends

His hands warm against my inner thigh, I feel his trembling fingers. My pussy aching for him to slide his hand between my legs. He slowly curls and uncurls his digits, rubbing my skin, unknowingly pulling the fabric of my tight leggings against my wetting lips.

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I slide my hand up her leg, far enough up her soft inner thigh I can feel her warmth, but far enough away to pretend it wasn’t on purpose. Will she enjoy my touch? Will she pull away? We’ve always had an unspoken sexual attraction, but will she accept my advances? I drag my fingers up and down. Extending and retracting them, again treading a line between intent and feigned absent mindedness. I feel her tense slightly. Her warmth hot against the top of my hand.

His touch causes the muscle in my thigh to tighten. Does he know what he’s doing? Is he just casually moving his hands or… is he testing my response? I pretend to clear my throat quietly as to excuse my next move; I sink down further into the couch, turn my body slightly towards his, and rest my my leg over his. My legs spread slightly. An invitation…if he was wanting one.

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I feel her body tense and she begins to shift. Damn, I pushed it to far. Surprisingly, she drapes her leg over my lap. My hand slides down her thigh, my little finger now resting against her pussy. I feel the heat radiating from her. I feel her moisture through her leggings. She’s enjoying this! I continue my “absent minded” rubbing of her inner thigh; my fingers ever so slightly pushing against her wet lips.

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His hands now rest fully against my aching pussy. He took the hint. His fingers slide against me, my leggings sopping up my dripping wetness. His touch becomes more deliberate. I feel his palm lay flat against the space between my navel and my clit, his hand moves downwards.

My hand now rests on her hot, wet mound. I position my fingers on her clit and I form tight circles, increasing my pressure. My cock throbbing, thickening against her leg atop me. After a few moments, sure she wants my touch, I slide my hand back up to her navel and tease my fingers under the stretchy material guarding my goal.

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I feel his fingers penetrate my panties. His hand effortlessly sliding down my pants. I let out a soft breath. His fingers feel so good against my lips. He teases my clit and circles his ring and middle fingers up and down my slit.

It’s time a made my move. I want to touch her, feel her wet pussy against my fingers. I push my hand into her leggings and under her lace panties. My fingers find my prize. She is so fucking wet. I run her clit. Stroke my fingers against her lips. With my free hand and stroke my hand against my cock within my basketball shorts. My engorged head pushing against her leg.

He’s using his fingers on my pussy like he’s done this before. Like he’s in tune with my motions, my wants and desires. His fingers drifting just where I need them. His cock is hard against my leg as he strokes it, obviously enjoying toying with me. I slide my hand down his shorts and grab on to the base of his shaft. My fingers barely touch as I grab his monster cock. I run my hand up his shaft, applying pressure as a move back down his length. I continue my motion as he continues to rub my pussy, bringing me closer and closer to climax.

She grabs my member and my body stiffens. Her hands are cold and small. Her touch is an elaborate dance on my cock as she strokes me. I try to focus on making her cum. I don’t want to be first but I don’t know how long I can last.

My lips swell and my pussy tightens each time I feel his cock pulse in my hands. Up and down, up and down his shaft. His light moaning so hot in my ear. I have him right where I want him. I quicken the pace of my stroke. Faster, shorter motions on his shaft.

Her hand speeds up and I match her pace with my finger tips. I move my two fingers back and forth on the top of her clit. God her pussy is so wet. Her hands so perfect. “I’m gonna cum,” I manage to spit out.

His fingers rapidly slide against my clit. My body feels warm. My pussy quakes. His cock trembling in my hands, his stomach tensing with my movements. I feel it coming before I hear him say it. His cock tightens in my hand and it bulges as his seed spills into his briefs. Pump after pump he evacuates his cock. I feel it coat my finger tips.

I lose control and I forcefully cum to her touch, to her moist pussy on my fingertips, to her soft moan she tries to stifle. Everything about her makes me want to empty myself into her. One day, I think as my cock wets my boxers and her hand.

It’s all too much. My pussy explodes with cum. I’ve never been a squirter but this man has pushed me that far. My body contorts and my knees are forced to my chest. My body pulses and I moan. Each time my body convulses I feel my panties soak. I imagine his throbbing cock inside me, his cock filling me with the massive amount of cum that I feel pooling at the base of his shaft. One day soon, she would have him again.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/r8x36a/just_friends

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