I knew Sarah through work. We both worked a service job and loved commiserating on how rude some customers could be or how much of an unapologetic asshole our boss was. I had a solid group of friends who would hang out most Fridays, sometimes Sat and Sunday too. It was only natural that eventually Sarah joined in.
We got along well at work and we got along well outside of work! What did surprise me was how often she ended up sitting next to me when we played board games or how often we shared a couch. At first, I thought nothing of it, but it did get me thinking. Maybe she was interested? One such Friday night 6 of us were around the table drinking and playing cards. She got up to grab another beer and without even trying her ass put on a show in her tight jeans. I was buzzing so I’m sure my eyes lingered longer than they should have. If she noticed or cared, she didn’t let on. Beer in hand she returned to her seat next to me and plopped herself down. In so doing, she stretched out her legs under the table and wouldn’t you know it, her foot ended up resting on top of mine. Emboldened by the booze, I didn’t move my foot away. But neither did she! Maybe she thought it was someone else’s foot? We sat like that for a while as the game and conversation continued. I watched her eyes to see if she was making eyes at anyone else, perhaps mistaking my foot for theirs. I found nothing. So I enjoyed her touch. It lasted as long as I could manage but eventually I had break the seal. I knew when I got up and moved my foot she would know, without a doubt that it was me. So I did. Again, her face betrayed no thoughts.
When I sat back down, I explored to find her foot again but found that she had moved it. “Oh well”, I thought. Maybe I was reading too much into it. It wasn’t long after that when folks decided the night had run its course and headed home. As exciting as her touch was, I knew it wouldn’t go any further.The following week we found ourselves all gathered at my place again. I admired her shape as often as I normally would but tried to resist any hopes or expectations that our secret touch would repeat itself. Without warning, it happened again exactly as before. She sat back down and stretched out a bit and her foot found mine. This was a much more obvious sign so I took a bit more initiative. At first, I gently moved my toes around and she reciprocated. Then, I slowly pulled my foot from under hers and placed it on top. Several times we both got up for one reason or another and quickly found one another again from under the table. I didn’t want to miss this opportunity so the next time I came back with another beer, when I sat down I let my hand fall onto her leg. She didn’t flinch and when I quietly apologized, she did not acknowledge me in any way. The table was crowded and we were right next to each other so some incidental contact was expected.
We sat there chatting with our friends and playing word games, our feet touching and my hand on her leg. No one let on that they noticed. I let my fingers start to explore her thigh. Small circles at first at her mid-thigh to see how she would react. Nothing, she kept joking along with our friends. I stroked the outside of her thigh and when I got closer to her ass she gently dug her toe into my foot. I wondered over the curve of her hip and felt where her leg and torso met and felt her muscles tense slightly. I came back down her leg and adventured between her thighs 6 inches above her knee. As my fingers brushed her other leg, she gently parted them. I took a queue from the conversation as an excuse to make eye contact with her and saw a slight smile in her eyes I hadn’t seen before. My hand went up toward her warmth. The fabric of her pants was thin and supple, I could feel every curve and how smooth her skin was. Her legs parted ever so slightly more. I continued and through her fabric found the hem of her panties. She really dug her toe into my foot this time.
I had a decision to make at this point. I could either go straight for it, or tease her a bit first. I decided to tease. Just as I found the edge of her panties, I took my hand slowly back down her left leg only to find its way back up again. Slowly I let my fingers cross up and over her mons and down her other leg, trying to be as subtle as possible. The second time I tried this, she moved in her chair slightly, pressing herself into me. I was onto her though and prevent the additional contact, saving that for later. When my fingers next found her panties I traced the edge of them down until I found the crease of her ass and gave that a little pinch. She got clever though and closed her legs tight, trapping my hand and pressing herself into me at the same time. It was divine. Even through her panties and clothes I could feel how soft her pussy was. She wasn’t clean shaven but felt neatly trimmed, my favorite. Best of all, she was warm and felt damp. She wasn’t soaking through her clothes or anything, but I knew she was turned on. After a few seconds she relaxed and my hand was free. I wasted no time. I ran my finger directly across her slit and then gently stroked her up and down, feeling her lips and clit through her clothes. Her face betrayed nothing.
I grew bolder just as my arousal skyrocketed. If I were not sitting, there would have been no way to hide my erection. I was now slowly masturbating her under the table running slow but deliberate circles around her clit under the table. All the while we kept up conversation with our friends. I could feel that she was soaking her bikini style underwear. Her pants were not yet soaked through, but only just. It was time to take it up a notch. As I said, her pants were very thin and supple, the material of very light and soft pajamas. It was almost like touching her directly. They were also loose and so with little effort I could get a finger tip under the hem of her panties. She responded by gently lifting her hips and through her pants I pulled her panties aside. I felt her pussy for the first time in all its perfect. She was indeed neatly trimmed, I felt her soft hair stop just above her clit. Below was smooth, warm, and wet. Through her clothes I ran my fingers on either side of her labia, toying with her lips. She did not have an innie, which I loved so I could play with her lips. As I did so, gently rubbing them between my fingers, I felt her wetness directly for the first time. She was completely soaking through her pants.I wanted her to cum. While my thumb and index finger continues to toy with her lips, my ring finger curled to find her clit. Gently and slowly I circled and teased her clit. When I felt her toes dig into my foot, I knew I’d touched on a pattern she liked. Keying off her of her body language I kept this up for a long time, slowly bringing the tension and pleasure to higher and higher levels. Our friends seemed none-the-wiser, either that or they were too polite to say anything. Everyone kept bantering away and non one seemed to notice that Sarah became quieter and quieter until she was not participating in conversation at all.
The spell was broken when someone proposed we play Katamari Damacy in the living room. “Damn!” I thought. I stole my hand back and adjusted myself as we all made our way into the kitchen. I noticed Sarah jump up quickly to take a seat on our smaller sofa. I moved to quickly take the seat next to her and sat at a funky angle, preventing anyone from joining us. Our other friends spread out on the other sofas and someone kicked off the game.
Even though we no longer had the table covering us, we had one thing going for us. It was winter and the living room was drafty. This was a common problem when we gamed or watched movies so it was not uncommon for people in our group to grab a blanket and share with those around them. After 5 minutes of watching our friend play Katamari, one of our friends complained of the cold and asked who wanted a blanket. Of course Sarah and I took one.
Things sped up at this point. Sarah got up to go to the bathroom and when she came back she climbed under the blanket and I felt her hand find mine. She handed me something and I immediately knew, it was her underwear. I wasted no time. I slowly unzipped my pants and pulled my rock hard cock out of my pants under the covers. After that, I reached over and found her leg and went straight for the waist band. She gently lifted her hips and I half pulled them down so that the band was above her hips on one side and below her ass on the other. This gave me direct and easy access to her pussy, exactly what we both wanted. Right away her hand found my exposed cock and she started slowly jerking me, running her thumb slowly on the head of my penis. My fingers combed through her pubic hair, exactly as soft as I had imagined earlier. As I went further, she opened her legs to sit cross legged, fully making her pussy available to me. She was absolutely soaking. I ran my hand down her slit and felt her wetness covering her pussy and down to her ass. I played with her lips and clit briefly causing her toes to curl against my leg. With her free hand she took my fingers and guided them into herself and picked up the pace on my cock. We were at just the right distance that I was able to rotate my palm up and get two fingers into her while still being able to reach her clit with my thumb. Thank god for small sofas. I glanced her direction and saw she had become flush. Before long her hand on my cock was slowing down, I assumed because of distraction. I wanted her to cum.
I fingered her slowly and deliberately, making easy circles on and around her clit. She adjusted her position several times in an attempt to hide her pleasure from our friends. Her breathing grew deep and slow, so much so that several times to suppress a moan or over-deep breath, she feigned a cough or yawn. My friends were completely engrossed in Katamari at this point so I picked up the pace. Shortly thereafter her and which for the past several minutes had been still while gripping my cock released me as she brought it to my wrist. She pushed my wrist hard, forcing more of me into her pussy and applying more pressure to her clit. At the same time, her other hand came out of the covers to her eyes which were tightly pressed closed in bliss. She feigned rubbing something form her eyes and lowered her head to hide her orgasm from our friends. I felt her body grow tense and a slight shutter from her feet as her pleasure washed through her. When her orgasm subsided she pulled my hand from her pussy and returned her hand to my cock.
No more than 30s after she began stroking me again, my friend offered me the controller. Knowing I could not refuse without seeming suspect, I accepted. I quickly dried my fingers and withdrew my hand from the blanket and accepted the controllers. I took the opportunity to shift in the sofa to allow her more space to really have at it if she so desired. She took full advantage. As my round of Katamari started, she expertly stoked my cock. The build was incredible already that I was afraid I’d blow too early. As if she knew, right before I blew she slowed down to allow me to recover. Incidentally, when she did my playing of Katamari improved. Not too long after though she resumed working my head with her thumb and my shaft with her light grip. I caught myself making mistakes in the game as I focused on my cock instead of the game. She continued this cycle of build up and relaxation for 10 minutes or so while I played. Toward the end, I couldn’t take it anymore and tapped my toes against her leg under the blanket. Sarah was a smart girl, she knew what I wanted. She picked up the pace slightly. As my pleasure grew, she never let up. Because I was playing the game I couldn’t take my hands to my face to hide my pleasure. Instead, as I came closer to cumming I feigned an oncoming sneeze. She noticed too and slowly increased her pace. I felt my breathing get shorter and when she ran her thumb over my head and spread my pre-cum around I exploded. I feigned a sneeze to hide my orgasm and wow did I explode!
Rope after rope shot forth and coated the under side of the blanket, my own clothes, and coated her hand. As my orgasm subsided I realized that I had made several obvious mistakes in the game and my friends were commenting on it. I tried to brush it off and keep playing as the tail of my orgasm subsided and thankfully they did not give me too much grief. Once the tension in my body fully relaxed I felt her withdraw her hand. She searched under the blanket and found her panties she had handed me earlier and used them to clean up my cock, clothes, and her hand as best she could. We both adjusted ourselves into more comfortable positions and tried to put our clothes back together without being too obvious. Soon after I handed the controller to the next player and the rest of the evening went like every other evening. None of our friends let on that they knew anything was up. Sarah and I exchanged a few smirks throughout the evening before the evening wound down and everyone went home.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ugvblu/fooling_around_with_my_friend_in_front_of_others
ANY UPDATE?
Did she leave or did she stay after everyone else left?