This is part 2 to fucking my best friend which you can find [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/grim00/mf_finally_fucking_my_best_friend/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
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I saw Emma again real soon. After Christmas day with our families it was back out to the pub to see some other friends. There was a big group we both used to hang out with at high school, but aside from a couple of jokes and subtle winks we left it there. We weren’t in my home town and she had to be up early, so she left and I got more drunk with our friends, to the tune of an enormous hangover the next day. I think we were both surprised by how little our attitudes and behaviour towards each other had changed. She went to see extended family for a couple of days and we spoke often, but no more than usual.
Our group of friends are dreadful at coming up with any kind of plan, so on New Years Eve at about 1pm we still had no plan for the night, besides drink in the same old pub, but suddenly we realised Emma’s house in my village was still empty. Her Mum had moved earlier in the month but the house hadn’t yet sold, so was just an empty shell. Perfect. New Years party AND a farewell to a good old party house it would be. It was just round the corner from my house, so I turned up early to help her set up.
We were all but done setting up and already nearly through a bottle of wine when Emma’s speaker ran out of battery and, obviously, she had forgotten the charger. So I ran home to quickly grab mine. When I got back to hers I let myself in to see her leaning over the kitchen counter. She had gotten changed into her dress for the makeshift party. A gorgeous blue dress which snugly fitted her gorgeous curves, barely covering her ass. Her short, blonde hair was fixed beautifully and the high neckline on her dress framed her gorgeous smile and bright blue eyes wonderfully. But that wasn’t what I was mainly focussed on.
I announced my return and she winked at me over her shoulder before getting back to dealing with the snacks. I went to get my drink from the counter beside her, giving her a squeeze on her firm butt as I lean across, I could feel that she was only wearing a thong beneath. She smiled wide as I squeezed harder, so I leaned in and complimented her looks before gently kissing her slender neck. She giggled timidly before breathing deeply and slowly backing into my cock, which was already beginning to swell.
I hugged her around the neck from behind, my left hand on her waist, my right feeling her perfect, firm tits beneath her dress. She never wore a bra, even with such big tits, and she didn’t need to. It had always been such a turn on for me. I kept kissing her neck as her breathing soon quickened and her left hand found the bulge of my rock hard cock.
We hadn’t really decided on a start time – as I say, we are terrible at plans- so our pals were due to show up anytime. “We can’t” she said, but she was already on her way to her knees.
I turned the music off, eager to hear any early arrivals, she quickly undid my trousers and slid them down with my boxers. My cock bounced up well above her head, I’m 6’1 and she is prerty short, so she dragged my bare ass down to the floor and took me in her mouth, hands exlopring my chest. Her head game was insane. She had my whole length in her mouth and swirled her tongue around the base of my shaft. I sat up briefly, to reach for a feel of her tits and to better see her ass between my feel, but a pulse pleasure knocked me back to the floor. Maybe the excitement of people arriving soon had us both in a rush, but I knew I was soon about to finish. I grabbed the back of her head, careful not to ruin the her hair, she took the signal to keep going deeper and soon I was filling her mouth with a huge load for what felt like a lifetime. The orgasm shot to my feet, curling my toes and making the soles of my feet cramp. She looked up at me and laughed, spitting on the floor as she did so. My cock was stained purple with lipstick and her mascara had run from gagging on me. Despite my best efforts her hair even somehow become messed up.
She quickly took off to get her self ready again. I tucked myself away, cleaned the kitchen floor and took over sorting the snacks.
It wasn’t long before some friends arrived, they were more Emma’s friends than mine, so I greeted them and said she was getting ready and we exchanged some slightly awkward small talk. My mind still preoccupied by the events shortly beforehand.
The party was great, only a small group 12-15 or so, but a fun mix. We drank and talked, danced and sang till the first began to filter out around 2. By 5 only a few stood. Aided by a small bag of coke Emma found when cleaning her room, I said I’d help her clean up and she could come and stay at my house, as usual. With that our alst mutual friend left, we began gathering a few empty bottles before rocking out to a great song and collapsing on the sofa in the dining area next to the kitchen.
We laughed about earlier in the night and I thanked her for probably the best blowjob I’d ever received. She laughed and said “if I’d known your cum tasted so good I’d have done it years ago”. That was it, maybe the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me, within seconds my cock was pressing against my trousers again. I told her she could do it again anytime. But first, I’d have to return the favour. She smirked at the prospect, before climbing on top of me, and leaning in to kiss me, her pussy grinding slowly on my cock. I flinched as the button fly got in the way. And then seized the gap to pick her up, legs wrapped around my waist, to sit her on the kitchen counter.
She leaned back and rummaged among the bottles for something, I was initially confused, but I saw the bag of coke and snagged it before she could. I stood over her with it in my hand, and demanded she took off her dress if she wanted any. She slowly slipped it up, staying horizontal with the counter. First past her thong and up, past her curvy hips to reveal those perfect tits, finally free. I tapped a small bump onto her left breast, she giggled as I leant down and snorted it before taking her already hard nipple into my mouth. Maybe it was the coke talking, but I asked her if she had fucked in the kitchen before, she said not until earlier that night.
So out tour of the house began. I picked her back up and through the hallway to the living room. Where I sat her on the sofa, brought her ass forward and pulled her thong to the side. My tongue had barely touched her before she whimpered. I tasted and sucked her labia, teasing her for a minute before I focused on her throbbing clit. I focused on her clit, circling and adjusting the pressure as I pinched her sensitive, pink nipples. Gradually I moved my hand down her stomach and rubbed around her soaking wet pussy, this is when she threw my head back, sprang to her feet, pushed me to the ground and scurried away giggling. I pulled off my shirt as I lay on the floor before chasing her. By now she was in the hallway again, crawling up the stairs on her hands and knees, with the bag in the strap of her thong.
I crawled up behind her, worshipping her great ass, giving it a more than gentle slap as she reached the summit. She got to her feet, and pointed me towards her Mum’s old bedroom, where she pushed me to the ground. She knelt next to me, tapped out a small bump onto my trim but toned torso, and took it, while shuffling my trousers and boxers down again. She took me all the way down once again, and quickly started bobbing and gagging. As turned on as I was, I knew I wanted my cock somewhere else even more. So I decided it was time to move again. I grabbed her short hair, clumsily shuffled my pants off and led her om all fours to another room, her sister’s old bedroom.
Keeping her on all fours, with my cock beside her head, still in my full control, I pulled her thong down, soanked her, harder this time and slid my middle finger slowly into her dripping wet pussy. She slid down, onto my finger till she was sitting on her heels, I could see the desire in her weeping eyes, I slid down beneath her, pushed her head down to my cock for another brief lick before I moved her so that her pussy was drooling right above my throbbing cock. She grabbed grabbed my hand that was grabbing her hair, sucked my thumb and placed her right tit in my hand as she slid me inside her with the other. She was so wet it just slipped right in, despite her pussy being really quite tight.
I could have watched her gorgeous body riding me all night, I moved my right hand down to play with her clit, circling it with my thumb, my left hand firmly gripping her nipples, she begs me not to stop, and as she grinds back and forth on my cock she shudders, silently climaxing before suddenly stopping and collapsing onto me. I hold the position for a minute, before I reach to squeeze her hips, push her vagina up so I can fuck her from the floor.
I rolled her onto her back, and after a few thrusts in missionary I pulled out and lifted us to our feet, hands all over each other, I place a finger on her asshole, gently pressing , but not inserting. She takes my cock in her hand and I lead us across the landing to the massive bathroom. I switch the light on, surprised to see our reflection in the large mirror facing us, I turn Emma away from me, bending her over the sink, plaging her right leg onto the toilet seat and shoving myself back inside her. Pulling back on her hair with my left hand and firmly circling her clit with my right, we fucked loudly, our bodies slapping together echoed around the room. Her left leg suddenly buckled as she let out a final loud and deep “oh fuck”. Her shuddering pussy pressing deep onto me enough to make me explode into a shooting orgasm.
We end up in a bit of a heap on the bathroom floor, before she picks herself up slides open the door to the shower and switches it on. The cool water soon hardened her nipples and softned my cock, but it was gloriously refreshing after a sweaty night, followed by a sweaty fuck.
We didn’t have any towels, so we drip dried as we went round the house, gathering our clothing we had scattered around, saying a final farewell (for menat least) to a really nice, fun, and now sexy party house. Then off we went on a freezing cold walk back to a house with actual furniture. It really was a happy new year.
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