Lending a helping hand to a friend [m/f]

So this is my first time posting here or writing about a sexual experience. This story seems longer and wordier than most of the stuff here, so if that’s not your thing you might want to skip this one.

I wrote it for the person involved and she suggested I post it here. Names changed of course.

 

I met Erica just about a year ago when I started my new job. Our company has a lot of young people and she was already friends with a bunch of people on my team. over the past year we became friends. Seeing each other outside of work in group settings and getting lunch with our other friends at work. She wasn’t really my type and according to her, I didn’t really seem like her’s either. couple that with the facts that we enjoyed just being friends and giving each other shit and we hung out with a lot of the same people, i never really gave any thought to trying to get with her. This isn’t to say she wasn’t hot though, she was. Athletic with dark brown eyes, long legs, and straight, dark brown hair, she had kind of a “girl next door look” but the kind of girl next door that most guys would be happy to get inside. Like i said though, we were friends and i don’t think either of us were interested in complicating things, so we fell into a normal routine.

 

It started just with jokes. My friends and I are pretty open and one night I was messaging some of them in a group chat and telling them about how my female room mate walked in on me almost naked. I made a few jokes about how I had been getting ready to jack myself off when she walked in, not really thinking much of it. A few minutes later a message from Erica popped up. She started asking me a few teasing questions about what I had been doing, if had really been masturbating and so on. I started getting that feeling that I might know where this was headed. I was surprised, but interested. Pretty soon it became clear I was right. she said something first about how she had been masturbating a lot recently too and then something about how it wasn’t as good by herself. I decided to be more direct and pressed her for what she was getting at. She danced around it a little bit more, but eventually we got to it.

 

“It’s been so long since i’ve had someone really go down on me…..are you any good at that?”

 

From there things turned into sexting pretty quick. First she was asking me what I usually do with girls, then how I would do it to her. She started telling me how turned on she was getting, how hot it sounded, then pretty soon, how close to cumming she was getting. When she finally got herself off, it was pretty late. She thanked me pretty profusely and said it helped a lot, but reminded me that it was going to just stay fantasy and only going to be a one time thing. Also, that it of course had to stay secret.

 

Somehow things didn’t work out that way. We started sexting more, even at work. We both admitted that it was even more fun that way, the “badness” or whatever of it adding to the thrill. She would tell me about how horny she was, how she had reread our chat and brought herself to orgasm again, how wet she was, how throbbing with need her clit was. I would tell her how turned on it was making me to hear about it, how badly I wanted to help her cum, the things I would do to her, and so on. Then we would hang out with our friends and act completely normal. It was fun.

 

Eventually, we were sexting just like we had been and she told me how she had been touching herself and cumming so hard, but that it probably wasn’t as good as I could do it. I told her to come over and she could find out. To my slight surprise she agreed and I was leading her into my room 20 minutes later.

 

I got on top of her, laying my body against hers, bringing my face down to her neck, savoring the feeling of finally crossing into territory of doing something that normal friends would usually never be doing. Joking and even sexting were one thing, but here we were at the threshold of making all that naughtiness much more real. I could feel her nervous anticipation. I could smell her shampoo. I leaned in closer so she would feel my breath against her neck and paused, letting her wait, letting the anticipation build before leaning in and pressing my lips to her soft skin and kissing her neck lightly. she let out a barely audible gasp and my pulse quickened with the realization that it was finally really happening.

 

I slid lower on her body, pushing her shirt and bra up,letting her tits out. She tensed for a second, then sighed again, louder this time, as i parted my lips and pressed my mouth around one of her already hard pink nipples. I slid my hand slowly up her side, enjoying the feeling of her soft, smooth body. I took her other breast firmly in my hand, running my thumb over the nipple. i kept sucking the other one, licking at the nipple gently in my mouth. I bit down lightly on it and she inhaled sharply then let out a shaky little moan.

 

I kept sucking and grabbing at her firm tits, my cock quickly hardening my jeans. I had to work to restrain myself from jumping straight to her pussy, my mouth watering as I remembered the times she’d messaged me about how badly she needed to cum, how wet she was, how throbbing and aching her pussy was to be pleased.

 

I kissed lightly down her flat, smooth stomach to right above the waistband of the tight jean shorts she was wearing, positioning myself between her legs. I had come this far, I definitely wasn’t stopping now. I fumbled for a second in my eagerness before getting them unbuttoned and sliding them down her long legs. She was wearing a pair of tight, light blue cotton panties, which I could see were already damp with her wetness. “Goddamn..” I muttered softy as i gripped her panties and pulled them tight against her wet sex. She squirmed against the bed, nodding wordlessly in response. That was all the encouragement I needed. I yanked her panties off and got my face down between her legs, inches away from her bald, glistening lips. I leaned in and slowly licked as lightly as I could up her slit, pulling away right before her clit. She moaned softly, rolling her hips desperately towards my teasing mouth. I kept teasing her with a few more slow licks, but I could only take so much myself, i needed my mouth on her. I leaned down and slid my tongue over her clit, pressing my lips against hers and sucking lightly on her.

 

I felt like I could practically feel her pulse throbbing through her warm, drenched pussy.
I slid my fingers in deeper, slowly, curling them back up towards her pubic bone. Erica gasped, arching her head back against the mattress, eyes closed, lips quivering slightly as she inhaled. I watched closely, savoring every bit of her reaction. keeping my fingers curled inside her, I began to pull against the top of her pussy rhythmically, slow and steady at first, then ever so gradually faster. She began to moan in time with each stroke, grinding up to meet my hand. I kept fingering her faster and faster, my palm sliding against her soaked lips and throbbing clit. She kept pushing her crotch towards my hand eagerly until she had lifted her as and lower back completely off the mattress, arching her body towards me till she was balancing on the tips of her toes.

 

I slowed my stroking down till she relaxed back against the mattress and put my mouth back on her, licking and sucking hungrily at her clit, keeping my fingers inside her.

 

I felt the walls of her sex clenching at my fingers,I thought about what that meant, how her pussy was physically straining to cum, to be pleased. I thought about all the times she told me how horny she was, how she was throbbing with helpless arousal, how she couldn’t think straight from needing to cum so badly, needing to be touched and pleasured. my head swam, I swear I could feel the blood rushing to my already throbbing cock.I moaned against her lips, my face buried between her thighs. I slid my fingers out and wrapped both arms under her legs, pulling her to me.

 

“yeah, like that…like that,like that, like that..!” she whispered breathlessly, the words quickly running together between shaky gasps, before she cut herself off, biting down on her lower lip. I looked up from her pussy, still licking, and saw her hands clutching my sheets, balling into fists as her body tensed in pleasure. I did my best not to change anything, sucking gently, my lips pressed against hers, lapping at her swollen clit eagerly, hungry to make her cum in the way she’d been aching for.

 

I was quickly rewarded for my efforts as she started to buck her hips rhythmically, little shaky moans escaping her lips. I did my best to keep my lips locked against her, moving my head in sync with her hips, my hard cock straining against my jeans. As she grinded against my face, rolling her hips eagerly, I couldn’t help but picture how hot she would look riding my cock, working my hard shaft with her tight, bald sex, the warm wet walls stroking and milking my dick hungrily, her perky tits bouncing with each thrust.

 

I looked up from her crotch and saw her hands pulling at her tits, pinching her nipples, her face contorted in pleasure, biting her lip to stifle her moans. Goddamn, it was hot seeing her overcome with pleasure.I could feel it, she was so close to cumming. Her breathing was ragged and quick, her thighs trembling against either side of my head.

 

I felt her orgasm reach its peak and come spilling over, her body shuddering in waves of pleasure, legs gripping my head tightly. she pulled the pillow tight to her face and let out a stifled moan of ecstasy into it. I kept my mouth against her lips, breathing hard, a profound feeling of accomplishment and pleasure washing over me.

 

She finally lifted the pillow a little, her smooth, dark hair a bit of a mess, a light sheen of sweat around the edges of her forehead.
I climbed up the bed and collapsed beside her, both of us panting, but content.
I wanted it to be this way, I wanted it to be all about her, about her pleasure. I wanted to reward of being able to make someone else feel good. In that way, we both got what we needed. I mean, nothing wrong with friends helping each other out, right?

 

let me know what you think, Thanks

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4e7r3r/lending_a_helping_hand_to_a_friend_mf