Things take a sexual turn when I roll with [M]y good [F]riend

Samantha was a hipstery, slightly gothy girl, 21 years-old and fairly tall, matching my height at six feet. She had a lithe frame with shoulder length black hair, as well as a septum piercing and ear gauges. Her breasts were petite and perky, and her ass supple and toned. Sam was gorgeous and attracted a lot of attention from men. I myself had never been able to help but appreciate her body. I was a 19 year-old tattooed punk kid with long, waist length hair.

The night in question, sometime in 2008 or 2009, I joined her at a house party thrown by friends of ours. They had just come into possession of a large quantity of ecstasy and wanted to end the MDMA virginities of those of us who had never taken it. We all knelt down as the ecstasy was ritually placed on our tongues and the night truly began.

Fast forward several hours and the party is breaking up. Sam okayed me passing out at her dorm room that night (she had no dormmate and therefore had a spare bed) and we trudged there through the night, still very high.

As we arrived, Sam stripped down to her bra and panties before wrapping herself in a blanket and plopping onto her bed. I kicked off my jeans and shoes and sat down crosslegged on the adjacent bed in my undershirt and boxer briefs. There was nothing super unusual about this. We had seen each other naked casually before while skinny dipping, and our relationship was solidly platonic.

As we talked, Sam unraveled herself from her blanket cocoon. She ended up on her side, straddling her blanket, absent-mindedly squeezing her thighs together tightly against it and lightly grinding her crotch into it, eyes closed.

“Fuck, I feel *so* good!” Sam crooned. Opening her eyes, she blurted out “I feel like I could cum, like, *right now.*”

“Yeah, I can see that.” I teased her, smiling devilishly.

“If you weren’t here, dude, that’s what I’d be doing.” Sam stated matter-of-factly. Rolling over onto her back, she was just straight up rubbing herself over her panties now, breathing heavily.

“I might just go for it.” She said breathlessly. “I don’t think I can stop, *fuck.*”

“Wait, what? Are you serious?!” I laughed awkwardly.

“Fuck it, this is happening.” Sam declared. She had slipped her fingers under the hem of her panties, working her clit.

As the room filled with tense sexual energy, I started squeezing my hardening dick over my briefs. *Is this real?* I wondered feverishly.

“Do you want to just, uh…fuck?” Sam asked tentatively, breaking the silence.

“I, uh… sure, yeah.” I stammered dumbly, still in disbelief.

Sam lifted her ass up off the bed, pulling her panties off and dropping them on the floor, revealing her glistening pussy. It was pink and puffy with arousal, shaved except for a decent landing strip. Sitting up, she unhooked and discarded her bra, her tits spilling free. She turned around and reached into a drawer at the foot of her bed, producing a condom that she tossed onto the bed behind her.

I crawled over onto the bed behind her, stripping off my garments. Sam was on her knees, facing away from me. She was propping herself up with one hand on the mattress, rubbing her clit with the other. She looked back, watching as I opened the condom and worked it on.

“Keep it hot.” She commanded, voice trembling. I’ll never forget that.

Gently, I took hold of her hips. Sam gasped quietly as the tip of my cock brushed against her swollen lips. I pushed into her, sliding in slowly. I began gliding tightly in and out of her. She was *so* wet, I could see white streaks of her cum on my cock. I could barely handle the sensation. I squeezed a cheek tightly, running a thumb over her asshole.

“Oh, *yes!*” Sam moaned. Her pussy contracted with pleasure around my member. I’d never felt anything so amazing.

I gradually picked up the pace, Sam’s ass rippling as it bounced off of my pelvis. I lost myself completely, pumping for I don’t know how long. I couldn’t tell who was fucking who; I was gripping her hips tightly as she aggressively rode my cock. My orgasm began swelling in my loins.

I came hard, groaning with the intensity of it. My cock pulsed against the walls of her pussy as the condom filled with sticky warmth. Feeling me climax inside of her brought her across the finish line with me and she started siezing up with orgasm. She buried her face into her sheets, muffling a series of urgent moans that escaped her as her body quivered and jerked, bucking against me. As her shuddering subsided, she slid herself slowly off of my cock. It slipped out heavily, the condom weighed down by my cum, shining slickly with hers on the outside.

Sam lay under me panting lightly, strands of her juices visible on her inner thighs. She watched me over her shoulder with a lusty grin as I clumsily peeled the milky condom off, jiggling her ass and giggling as a little cum spilled onto it. I got up and crossed the room, my still half-hard dick wagging, to the bathroom, where I disposed of the messy rubber. Sam followed me into the bathroom, drying her pussy off with a towel before sitting on the toilet to pee as I rinsed off in the sink.

Back in the room, we stood awkwardly in silence for a moment, still nude, giggling and making sheepish eye contact, glancing at each other’s bodies. Breaking the tension, Sam stepped over to me and gave me a deep hug, my cock pressing comfortably against her.

“Ya got a nice dick, dude.” She said with a chortle. I laughed hard, and any remaining awkwardness evaporated. Sam slipped into a T-shirt and shorts, and I back into my undershirt and briefs, crawling into her bed together and cuddling up. We talked softly for awhile before drifting off to sleep.

In the morning, some awkwardness had returned with the effects of the drugs gone. We joked lightly about what had happened, with Sam stating definitively that the sex was just spontaneous, faded fun and didn’t mean anything. I agreed, and that was that. We chose to remain platonic friends and still are to this day. But I keep the memory inside the vaults of my spank bank, revisiting it from time to time, this time opening it up to you, dear readers.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ta2bid/things_take_a_sexual_turn_when_i_roll_with_my

5 comments

  1. Bravo! 👏🏻

    I really enjoyed reading this story in all of its awkward glory.

  2. Sounds like she trusted you and didn’t make it weird, cool story.

  3. Might just be in her spank bank also. Rubbing one out now and then.

  4. I’ll be honest, I have a couple of female friends I wish I had done this with (minus the ecstasy, no offense), but I was so fucking awkward in HS and College that I didn’t know how the hell to approach it. I even had girls blatantly signal to me that they wanted me and I flat out missed it!

  5. MDMA: ’tis a glorious ride into the ethereal realms of unbridled connection, sensuality, human warmth, empathy and sexuality. Thank you for sharing some of the magic of it with us.

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