Intro/Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xxqev6/one_of_my_m_best_friends_f_convinces_me_to_share/)!
Part 2 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y0xj87/one_of_my_m_best_friends_f_convinces_me_to_share/)!
Let’s keep the intro short-ish this time: I’m closer to wrapping up this lil saga, but I think this post will cover just one more slightly lengthy encounter before the finale (Part 4!).
Here’s a quick recap, but you’ll find the real start at the bolded text below.
First, there’s me: a pretty average guy, early 30s, light skin with brown hair and eyes, and a somewhat stocky build (~5’9″ tall).
Next, there’s April: she’s brunette, with a brilliant smile and a dusting a faint freckles on her cheeks. About my age and a few inches shorter than me, April sports an incredible curvy body that practically leaves me speechless at the sight.
Finally, there’s Steve, April’s boyfriend. A little older in his early 40s, he’s still pretty fit and sports a neat beard. He won’t be featured in this part, but you’ll see more of him when I get to the “finale” in the next post.
This story started when April asked me to join the couple in their bedroom. I was hesitant at first because of how long I’ve known April without crossing that “line”, but my long-term single status, a few open conversations with April, and some…particularly effective negotiation* were enough to finally reel me in.
After the initial blowjob that sealed the deal, we took our time fooling around and exploring each-other a little more. In my previous post, I detailed the first time I saw April and Steve in the bedroom together. That time, I was mostly a voyeur, but we were building up to something special.
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**Although the date of our full get-together was set, I still had time to have fun with April one-on-one.**
With Steve away for about a week or so after our last meeting, April and I had discussed what we were going to do in the meantime. For all the time we had spent together, April and I hadn’t technically “rounded the bases” with each other yet. So, with a clear goal in mind, we made plans for a few “date” nights out on the town…
…that we ultimately skipped, to get straight to the “nightcap.” On the first such night, we cancelled dinner plans and went straight to her place. Needless to say, I didn’t mind too much.
Inside, however, we actually took our time to get settled in. Over a couple drinks, we simply made small talk for a little while. Weeks later now, I still think about the mood at this part of the night. You see plenty of scenes in TV and movies where passion takes over as a couple crashes into an apartment and just furiously starts going at it. Here, even though we both knew what to expect, there was an air of tension beneath the casual setting. It felt like we were watching each other, eager to make a move but not quite ready to pull the trigger. A smile here, a joking innuendo there, perhaps a light touch that sets off a small spark of excitement. Of course, it doesn’t take much to start a fire.
We were sitting together on her couch, watching (and roasting) some Hallmark-level rom-com on TV. We actually joked about the movie cliché I mentioned before too. Looking at April, I just couldn’t be as harsh on those tropes as usual. The oversized sweater she was wearing would normally hide her curves, but from this angle, I could see her cleavage on full display. I noticed she was wearing the same lacy bra from our first fateful encounter. While the sweater obscured more of her body in this seated position, she was also wearing yoga pants that, predictably, would show off her amazing ass. Between the conversation and my ogling, I couldn’t tell you anything about the movie. But at the very least, it did give me one idea.
With an over-the-top fake yawn, I stretched, extending my arm and resting it across her shoulders. With a smile, I just said, “At the end of the day, I guess they’re clichés for a reason.”
April, laughing, sighed out, “Cute. Well, fair enough, I guess,” as she nestled in closer, pressing her body into mine. Her own hand made its way onto my leg, gently caressing it, up and down. Slowly but surely, her hand crept up the inside of my thigh and up to my crotch.
As the program on TV went to a commercial, I said, “I think I know where this is going anyway.” Her electric touch reached my erection, blatantly pressed against the fabric of my pants. I couldn’t help but shudder in anticipation.
Before I could make another move, it seemed as if this latest spark set off an inferno. April twisted in her seat and threw her body over mine, straddling my lap and grinding slightly against my bulge. Finally, the time for words were over–I reached and pulled her down to me, meeting her lips with my own. Our tongues met and danced with each other, and my touch trailed down from her shoulders, down her sides, before settling on her round ass. I couldn’t help but squeeze and hold her tightly as we made out.
Admittedly, I was a little impatient, so it wasn’t long before my hands started wandering again. Up, up inside her sweatshirt, feeling her warm skin as they made their way to the bra clasp. Just as I got it undone, April slid her own hand inside her sweatshirt. Reluctantly, she released my mouth and sat up, taking off the bra from inside the shirt. With the bra unclasped, I suppose it was simple–seconds later, she dropped the bra to the side.
Now long-passed a slow seduction, she didn’t hesitate to pull the sweatshirt off completely too. As she pulled the shirt overhead, my breath caught as her tits dropped and bounced freely. I grasped them briefly before taking a nipple in my mouth, letting my hands wander free once more. Unfortunately, as turned on as I was, having her body pressed into mine was becoming untenable. Urgently, I asked, “Can you lift yourself up real quick?”
She nodded and stood slightly, giving me the room i needed to pull my pants and boxers down before shaking them off completely. Instead of sitting back down onto me, April stood fully, breasts bouncing as she balanced herself. With her waist now level to my head, she replied, “Help me out too, will you?” I pulled down her yoga pants to come face to face with an impossibly small black thong that hardly covered her. Already, I could see spots of dampness forming. Even faster than her pants, I tore down the tiny piece of fabric. I braced April as she shook off the last of her clothes, while I tore off my own shirt in this rushed tangle. As she regained her footing, I grabbed her ass and pulled her now-naked pussy to my lips and showed off what I learned from her so far. April ran her hands through my hair as she settled into a more comfortable position. With just a little more direction, she got really into it, holding a little tighter on my head. After just a few minutes passed, she let go of me, panting a little. “If I cum now I’ll be too sensitive for awhile to keep going,” she said with a smile, “just hold on.”
With more gentleness than she was just showing, April lowered herself slowly onto my member. She slowly guided it into her pussy, luxuriating in the sensation. After all this anticipation, I could hardly believe it myself. Needless to say, she felt amazing–inside her, I could feel the slight muscle twitches that came with every small movement.
While it felt much longer, this pause only lasted a couple seconds. With a smirk, she started to move. Slowly at first, April lifted her ass up and down and leaned forward, pressing her whole body into mine. We kissed again, and I realized I she could probably taste herself on my lips. The thought caused me, almost involuntarily, to buck my hips slightly and thrust upward. This seemed to surprise her, as she let go of my mouth and gasped.
Seizing the moment, I immediately held her tightly and thrusted again, and again. I quickly found a tempo as she practically writhed on top of me. The movement gave the chance to bury my face in her tits, which bounced and swayed freely whenever they weren’t pressed into me.
As it was, I could have finished right then and there, but I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable/overheated, being pushed into the couch for so long. I paused on a downstroke–still deep inside her. Confused by the pause, April panted, “Is something the matt–Oh!” She yelped and giggled a bit as I lifted myself slightly and twisted to the side, laying April down across the couch. (In retrospect, I probably could have hurt something trying to stay “attached” like that, but luckily it worked out here. Don’t try it at home!)
Now leaning over April, I got to take in a gorgeous sight one more time. Her legs splayed, I was still buried all the way inside April. My eyes roved up and down her her body. She was using her arms to prop up her ample cleavage, busy between caressing me and playing with her nipples. Hottest of all, April’s face was flush and filled with need. She bit her lip and nodded, signaling me to continue.
And so I did. I worked into a steady rhythm, watching her tits bounce with each thrust. It wasn’t long before I could barely hear her whisper-moan, “oh fuck, oh fuck”, as her eyes seemed to lose focus. I picked up the pace as much as I could, until the moment the moan died out and I could feel her whole body shiver in orgasm. As April regained focus, all she could utter was, “Hurry!” as she stared into my eyes.
Obviously, I wasn’t far behind. I could feel my own quickly approaching, and I muttered that I was about to come. After just a few more thrusts, April practically shouted, “Fuckin’ spray it all over me!” Just in time to change course, I pulled out completely, only to thrust forward one more time above her mound. Without any further prompting, I finally released, sending strands of cum across her stomach. A few droplets even reached her tits, which led April to swirl them around a bit, basically massaging them into her skin.
Breathing heavily and still leaning over April, I asked, “So, what’s next?”
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The rest of our one-on-one time went largely like this. For the most part, we were focused on each other and explored what we liked and disliked. As I conclude this story, you can expect the last post to include just a bit more setup before it rushes head-long into one of the greatest weekends I had in awhile. For your patience, I’m trying to make this a finale worth waiting for–we’ll see how it looks on the page!
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