This happened the summer after me and my friend, Lily (18), graduated high school. Lily was Asian and about 5’4 with jet black hair. She was essentially as flat as a board, but she had the kind of thighs that made you wonder if she could squeeze you to death. At the time, Lily and I were good friends, but our friendship had taken a weird course. Back when we were in middle school, Lily and I used to message on FB messenger every night for hours. We would compliment each other and flirt to the best of our middle school abilities. Then, when it came time to go to school, we would ignore each other and pretend the other one didn’t existed. We would then get back home and one of us would inevitably send a message saying “let’s actually talk in person tomorrow” or “why did you ignore me today”. This continued into freshman year of high school, but eventually we drifted apart.Flash forward to senior year of high school, and we found ourselves in the same public speaking elective. After a few awkward days of us continuing not to acknowledge each other and the weird conversations we used to have on FB, eventually one of us broke the ice and we quickly became close friends again. Once more, we would spend most of the night talking, this time over text, with the added bonus of actually talking in person. We would talk about everything and anything, but sometimes the questions got a bit sexual. It was never too X rated, but questions like “so how do I give a good handjob” or “how can I make a guy cum” were common place.
Late into the semester, Lily got a boyfriend named Dan. Lily was head over heels for Dan and was convinced that they were going to be that couple who got married after high school. Dan clearly did not feel the same way, and a few days after prom broke up with her so he could “explore himself in college”. Lily was heart broken. Her messages to me in the days following the breakup would’ve put the extended cut of All To Well (Taylor’s version of course) to shame.One night early in the summer, she texted me asking what I was doing and that she was sad. I told her that I was doing nothing and in response, she asked me if I wanted to come over and smoke some weed (her parents were at their summer house). I thought about it and promptly accepted. I grabbed a flannel, my tiny weed box equipped with a shitty bowl and shittier weed, and headed to her place.
Within about 30 minutes, I was standing at her door. I knocked on the door, and a few seconds later she opened it up and gave me a big hug. She was wearing a short pair of nike shorts and an oversized baggy t-shirt. She led me through the house and into her backyard. We sat down in her uncomfortable patio chairs, I started packing my bowl on her glass table, and we started catching up. We spent about 20 minutes passing the bowl back and forward, and just talking. She would keep saying something along the lines of how sad she was or how angry she was that Dan would do that to her. Eventually, as the weed kicked in, we just started talking about random things. Before I knew it, we had somehow gone from talking about the show Supernatural and our celebrity crushes to a sexually charged conversation.”So what does it feel like to cum as a guy” she asked me, her voice filled with genuine curiosity. I leaned back in the chair and thought about it for a moment. Being high, the best analogy I could come up with is,”it feels like when you’re sick and your nose is stuffed but then you finally blow your nose for a minute and can breathe normally and that block is gone”. Immediately I knew that I had just said something incredibly dumb. She stared at me with a look of confusion “it feels like blowing your nose?” she said back mockingly. “Fuck off I’m high”, I responded back laughing. Wanting to move the attention from me, I followed it up with “What’s it like giving a blowjob?”. She thought about it for a moment and said “it’s kind of like sucking on a big, sweaty thumb… I don’t like them though, I could never make Dan cum from one”. “Maybe you just suck at giving them”, I replied playfully. I respected a jab back, but all she said was “maybe” in a sort of sad tone.
I wasn’t sure what to say in response and a silence fell over us which she eventually broke “So what makes a blowjob a good blowjob” she asked me. “I guess enthusiasm and technique”, I responded. She laughed “Sounds like you’ve sucked a lot of dicks eh. Okay go ahead and give me some tips”. I smiled, happy to see that she had gone back to joking around, “I can’t describe it well, like if I see a good blowjob or am getting one I can say that’s a good blowjob, but it’s hard to describe it… I can send you some links later if you want to get your technique down” I said in a playful tone. She grabbed the bowl from the table and took a big hit, I watched as she exhaled a large cloud of smoke. “No need to wait till later, show me right now”. I tried to figure out if she was joking or not. Being unsure, I said “what you want to watch porn together right now”. “Why not, I don’t think it’s that weird. I know other people that have watched it together?” she responded confidently. “Alright fuck it nothing better to do” I said back to her, not wanting to appear lame. With that we both stood up from the table.
I followed her back inside her house, my body felt tingly from both the weed and the sexually charged conversation. We sat down, close to each other, on her couch. She grabbed her laptop, and we opened incognito mode on chrome. “You sure this isn’t weird” I asked her, my voice slightly nervous but hungry. “Eh maybe… but we’re already here” she replied thrusting the laptop into my hand. In my head, I knew which video I wanted to show her right away, but I didn’t want to type it in too fast and look creepy. So I loaded up Pornhub and slowly directed us to the video (if you want to find it you can search Hannah West blowjob, not sure if it is still on Pornhub but I see it on other sites). We sat there and watched in silence. Our eyes were glued to the screen as Hannah gave what I still consider to this day to be the gold standard of blowjobs.
While the situation was objectively awkward, the weed and the porn were making me horny. I could feel my cock getting hard in my jeans. At first I tried to just hide it, but eventually I began to rub my cock through my pants. I was practically giving myself rug-burn through my jeans. I moved my eyes from the screen hoping that she hadn’t noticed me. However, she was clearly too preoccupied to care. She was grinding her body hard against the couch, her eyes glued to the screen. Soft moans began to escape her lips, and I moved my body closer to hers. Our thighs touched, separated only by my jeans, and I watched as her fingers slipped into her shorts. I followed suit, placing my hand in my pants. Between the blowjob on screen and the sound of Lily’s moans, I was being driven wild. With the room filled with nothing but the sounds of the blowjob on screen, and both of our increasingly less hidden masturbation noises, I went to speak. I wish I had thought of smoothing smooth to say, but instead, I looked at her and meekly said, “do you mind I take my pants off”. She nodded and also went to take her pants off.
I shimmied my jeans and underwear off and my cock sprung free of its restraints.I spat on my hand and started stroking my cock freely. I listened as her breaths began to get quicker and her moans louder. My brain was having sensory overload as my eyes darted back and forward from Lily to the screen. I felt a hand creep onto my thigh and start rubbing me gently as I continued stroking my cock. I looked over at Lily and was greeted by her eyes staring at my cock. Having a girl stare at my cock while she touched herself nearly made me cum on the spot, but I held it in. “You can touch it if you want for practice” I said hoping my tone didn’t reveal how desperate I was to feel her touch. Without responding, she lifted her hand from my thigh and spat on it. I watched as she mashed the spit into her hand. She grabbed the head of my cock between her fingers, getting it nice and wet, before taking the shaft into her hand. I could do nothing but moan as her hand worked my shaft. She continued to moan as she moved her hand vigorously, my eyes quickly darted back to the screen. Fuck I’m going to cum soon. I thought to myself. Before I could say anything, she stopped moving her hand. “Can I practice sucking it”. I knew there was about a 99% chance I would blow my load the second I felt her mouth wrap around it but I didn’t care. I nodded my head and she got on her knees in front of me.
Unfortunately, her blowjob was as bad as her handjob was good. It felt like my cock was being pressed against a cheese grater. I could see why she could never make Dan come. My mind was twisted half in pain, half needing to cum. I tried giving some advice, but it wasn’t helping. Eventually the pleasure won out. “I’m gonna cum soon” I told her. She stopped blowing me, removing her mouth from my cock, and grabbing a tissue nearby. Try to cum in here she said. I started stroking my cock and she went back to touching herself. I watched as she touched herself, a loud moan suddenly escaped her lips and it was all I could handle. I shot load after load out onto that tissue. As I continued stroking myself to completion, I heard an even louder moan escape her lifts as she started to cum.
We both stood there for a second, unsure of what to say. Both of us suddenly snapped into the reality of the situation. She closed her laptop and we made some awkward conversation. Eventually, I grabbed my things and left.
Things were awkward for a few weeks after that, but as we always did, we eventually got back to being friends again. We never did anything sexual again, but we still make the occasional reference to that night.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yqtm6d/my_friend_wanted_to_watch_porn_together
Who else looked up the video after reading this
That’s a hot story. Was hoping you’d have sex.