[MF] fucked my childhood best friend on christmas eve’s eve while watching ted

acouple of weeks ago, i got out of a 15 year streak in the friendzone (we’re both 22)

her name is alondra, and she is the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen. she was probably the first girl i had a crush on and she is why my type is my type. shes pretty funny, cool to be around, accomodates my lack of social awareness and we’ve just been close forever. she never really reciprocated my feelings to my knowledge, save for some fooling around in highschool that never made it past an aggressive 1st base.

after high school, we went different ways, with me focusing on my kickboxing career and finding a shitty job to sustain me while i made a go at being a pro fighter, and she went to college for occupational therapy in a state far, far away. through the wonders of social media we managed to stay in contact and talked on a weekly basis.

over the holidays, she told me she was coming back home for christmas and that we should catch up in person while she is in the area. i said sure and said i could just pick her up from her parents and we could figure something out to do.

i pull up to her house and text her im out front.

“wait! come inside, my parents havent seen you in forever and want to talk!” she replies

i hadn’t seen her folks in forever, so i got out of my car and ascended the creaky wooden steps to her parents house.

i came inside and saw her standing next to her mom in the kitchen and my heart damn near stopped.

wearing leggings and a sweatshirt, i couldnt see all of her; but damn, all thoughts in my mind except her ass and curves disappeared and i could barely snap myself out of my trance as she turned around.

“qtip!” she exclaimed, running across the room and jumping on me in a huge hug.

“hey alondra…” i mumbled out, gobsmacked by her scent that i didnt know i missed.

she dismounted me and i walked over to her mom and gave her a hug aswell, and after i took off my layers down to a grey athletic t shirt i sat down with alondra and her mother and we caught up for 30 minutes.

i thought initially that it was me seeing what i wanted to see, but i could see out of the corner of my eye when i talked to alondra’s mom that alondra would be checking me out ever so slightly.

“of course shes checking me out, we havent seen eachother in like over a year.” i thought to myself.

she had a flirtatous personality, but she was laying it on pretty thick as we talked. she let her hands roam up and down my arms, commenting how much bigger i got since high school.

after awhile, alondra’s mom said she was going to the grocery store to get some things for dinner and that i was welcome to stay. i accepted and me and alondra sat in the kitchen talking as her mother left.

after her mom left, we started talking about our relationships and exploits since highschool. she always used to get around alittle bit, but ever since going to college she had gotten a boyfriend that she was on and off with, which kinda stung to hear in a childish way.

“he’s a pretty handsome guy, well, not like you, but in a country way.” she said, twiddling her thumbs and swinging her feet back and forth.

my heartrate jumped alittle. i hated that i still had some sort of childhood crush on her after all this time and that she could fuck with me like this, but it was a reality.

“i havent been up to much. not alot of girls want to hook up with a guy who lives in the backroom of a laundromat.” i said, trying to ease my own tensions with humor.

we shot the shit, but eventually she said that maybe we should watch a movie to pass the time in her living room. i agreed.

i sat down on the couch as she got up and fiddled with the remote trying to put on ted 2, and i couldn’t take my eyes off of her.

she’s a short girl, around 5’3 or so. she has the cutest dimples and deep, innocent brown eyes. her lips are thick and red, just like god intended. her dirty blonde hair could keep you guessing from a distance as to whether she had brown hair or whether it was red, but upon further inspection it was perfectly dirty blonde. she smelled like coffee icecream and honey, which i hope a perfume company steals at one point. her chest wasn’t the most pronounced, but perky c cups that fit in your hand perfect. not to mention an ass that could give someone a heart attack with shapely thighs.

eventually she put the movie on, and grabbed a blanket before she sat down on my leg and put the blanket around us. i was surprised by the close proximity, but accepted it and threw my arm around her tightly.

“i want to spoon,” she said loudly out of the blue, moving her ass right onto my dick.

i tensed up really hard and adjusted my grip around her. i wasn’t expecting this at all, but my suspicions solidified as she rested her back against my chest.

thoughts raced through my mind and i didnt know what to do. i couldnt stop thinking of how my dream girl since the 6th grade and i were spooning right now, and even more that i was just sitting here and not doing anything.

i gently started to stroke her hair, to which she responded with deepening her breaths. i slowly started to move my hand from her hair to her breast, which i gently cupped and played with, occasionally pinching her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

she gently moaned and rocked her ass into my dick, which at this point was rock hard.

without saying a word, i moved my hand to under her sweatshirt and continued to grope around to discover that she wasnt wearing a bra.

i was losing my mind and my dick was slowly boring a hole through my pants, so i had to speak up.

“what the fuck are we doing?” i said outloud. she had a boyfriend, and we didnt know when her mom would be back, and we hadnt seen eachother for a year.

“dont worry about it.” she said, turning into me and tangling my arm in her sweatshirt in the process. she moved her lips to mine, and quickly enough began to violently make out with me. her ice cold hands roamed all over my body, giving me goosebumps.

i grabbed her ass with both hands, curling my knuckles into her pillowy cheeks, something i had thought about ever since i walked in the door. i rolled over to my back and she mounted me, never losing lip contact. she grinded her hips against my cock at a steady rhythm, which i thought alone might make me cum. she reached back and fumbled to undo my jeans. she was so horny and couldnt think straight, and neither could i.

after she rolled my pants down, she threw off her sweatshirt, baring her wonderous tits to the world. all that stood between my throbbing cock and her vagina were my underwear and her yoga pants.

i couldnt take the teasing anymore, and slid my legs off the bed and yanked her up. she squealed at the abrupt movement, but shortly after she wrapped her legs around my body and continued to make out with me. i turned around and put her back to the couch and took her pants off unceremoniously, revealing her sopping wet lips barely contained by a thong. i quickly took my shirt off over the top of my head and fully undressed, during which she also disrobed completely. for a second we both stood there and kinda looked at eachother, in an eerie silence accompanied by the faint voice of mark wahlberg and seth macfarlene in the background.

i couldnt take it anymore and jumped on her, gripping her up and tossing her onto her stomach. she climbed further up onto the coach and arched her back, sticking her ass into the air.

i slowly lowered my slightly below average sized dick into her quivering lips. she moaned loudly after the head made contact, and i was off to the races. her pussy gripped me so tightly i lost control and became a mess of sweat and grunts as i thrusted in and out of her. she couldnt stop mumbling and screaming in a way that i’ve thought was unattractive with other women that i’ve been with, but it fit her perfect.

the thought of her neighbors thinking that she was being violently murdered and that they may call the cops briefly crossed my mind, but just as abruptly left.

“IM COMING! FUCK FUCK FUCK!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, sweat accumulating on her back.

all at once, her walls tightened up in a way i didnt think was possible around my cock and that was all the motivation i needed to ram her harder than i had over the last few minutes.

she screamed as she climaxed, but i wasn’t done and continued to thrust in and out for another minute before i couldnt take it.

“i’m coming…” i muttered out.
“COME INSIDE OF ME!” she screamed, reaching back and grabbing my leg.

in my head, i gave a staunch no and realized that this was my first time having unprotected sex.

that was quickly pushed aside as i pulled out of her pussy and gave my dick afew powerful yanks and came on her back (gracefully).

“shit…” i said, falling next to her.

she adjusted herself next to me, wiping cum all over the upholstery of the cloth couch. she gently rested her head on my shoulder and pulled the blanket back over us.

i was completely fucking exhausted, having had the best, blowout, hottest sex i’ve ever had in my short life with my dream girl.

i wrapped my arm around her shoulder and held her tightly against my chest, content with what had just happened.

“aw fuck!” she muttered.

“what?” i said

“my moms pulling up outside, quick, grab your clothes and throw them under the blanket!” she exclaimed, wildly getting up and hiding her clothes under the couch/blanket.

i joined her in hiding the clothes, and in a panic we got back under the covers and hid our naked bodies.

her mom came in and didnt suspect a thing, with only afew bags that didnt require any help. she stocked the fridge and retired to her room conveniently, giving us a dry smile as she went upstairs.

TLDR: i cant watch ted anymore without popping a PTSD boner

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5mk5ta/mf_fucked_my_childhood_best_friend_on_christmas