I 19F fucked my brother’s best friend at a party [FM]

This has probably been the most exciting week of my life. Like something out of a dream. It all started with me teasing and sucking on my twin brother’s best friend’s dick, continuing to tease him for a few days, before finally letting him take me all the way. The sexual tension between Kyle and I had been building up for years, finally reaching its tipping point, and bringing us to some absolutely fantastic sex

I have been for lack of a better word, dick drunk, since that first time he fucked me. I keep getting flashbacks to him taking control and pounding me hard. Knowing how badly we both wanted this. Of course, he still comes over and hangs out with my brother. They play their silly games or whatever, and I try my best to look fuckable for him, teasing him with smiles and revealing clothes.

My brother decided to have a little kickback sorta thing, and invited a bunch of his friends over. There weren’t a whole lot of them, maybe eight total plus my brother. I had been hanging out with him and most of his friends for a long time now, so we all pretty comfortable with each other. Most of them try to flirt with me a little, and I catch them checking me out regularly. I don’t really mind, I think its cute, and honestly I love the attention. Of course, Kyle is his best friend, and he is over much more than the others. Which I have no complaint with at all. I meann a lot of his friends are pretty attractive, but Kyle just does it for me.

Knowing I was going to have quite the audience of boys checking me out this evening, I put on one of my more revealing outfits. Nothing crazy, just a short, tight, black dress that hugs all the right curves. I checked myself out in the mirror. Yeah I was going to drive some guys insanee tonight.

I stayed in my room for a bit, pretending to watch some show, playing with myself a bit. I had been in such a weird mood recently. It was like I discovered some new drug and couldn’t get enough of it. I got myself close, and eased off. I love the feeling of building myself up to the verge of release and then at the last minute letting go, and feeling the waves of tension disappear, back to whatever dark alley they emerged from. I built myself up again and again, and I was getting excited. I heard voices downstairs. Boys laughing and yelling. I’ve never been one to miss an opportunity for attention, and I did really enjoy the company of my brother’s friends, so I looked down at myself and sighed. Last minute decision, I chose to not put my panties back on. My dress was tight enough and went down my legs just far enough where they couldn’t really tell, and it made me feel mischievous.

Dress pulled back down, face a little flushed from the last forty-five minutes or so, I waltzed down the stairs to greet our company. From the noises I heard in my room, I expected to see a bunch of guys in the living room, but it was empty. I realized they were out in the backyard, so I made my way over there, a little too excited. There they were, all sitting around our fire pit, laughing and drinking. I slid the door open and stepped outside.

My brother noticed me first, giving me a questioning and slightly annoyed look, but I ignored him and looked at Kyle sitting next to him. I smiled.

“Amelia!” Now everyone looked at me. And I mean looked at me. I blushed and said my hellos. I sat down on the outdoor couch, definitely only meant for two people, squeezing myself between Kyle and one of their friends, Tommy. Tommy looked over and smiled, saying something stupid and a little flirty like “well how nice of you to join us.” I rolled my eyes and blew him a sarcastic kiss and snagged the bottle out of his hand. I took a couple gulps and passed it on over to Kyle. It went around a few times and soon enough, I settled in to the group.

We pretty much all grew up together, but there were some faces in the group that I had not seen before. We chatted and laughed and told dumb stories about our childhood and how everyone was doing in college now. Of course Tommy went on and on about all the girls he had been with away at school. I’d known him since we were kids, and he was a good guy, but he was hot and he knew it. Total frat guy type, trying to fuck everything that moved, the opposite of my sweet Kyle. But he was always very respectful of me, and I was grateful for that, so I didn’t mind his stories.

Everyone was pretty drunk, that was for sure. They had been out here for a bit longer than I was, and that was pretty obvious from their slurred voices and easy laughter. I was getting there too, but not quite on the same level as them. Tommy was going on about this girl who worked at the school coffee shop, and how he took her in the break room after she was off work.

As with all his stories, I felt like he was only telling half the truth, but my imagination was running wild and I was getting pretty excited. I also work at a coffee shop, and couldn’t help but enjoy the fantasy of being treated to some dick after a long shift of dealing with grumpy caffeine addicts trying to get their fix. I wiggled a bit, needing to readjust. I was wedged in between Kyle and Tommy, so as I moved, they could feel my legs rub against them. Out of the corners of my eyes I say Tommy grinning at Kyle. Wasn’t totally sure what that was about, but I needed to get up and get something to drink to calm down. I was a little embarrassed at how Tommy’s fairy tales were making me feel; maybe I shouldn’t have gotten myself so riled up before this.

I put each of my hands on each boys thigh closest to me, and I pushed myself up, letting my right hand brush along Kyles thigh as a little tease, and token of my gratitude for our previous encounters. I walked inside to the kitchen, out of sight from everyone. Grabbing a cup and putting it in the fridge dispenser, I leaned my head against the fridge taking deep breaths and filling my cup. I took a sip, did a little shake to bring myself back to reality, and walked back over.

Some of the guys were coming inside now, Tommy and my brother were arguing over who was better at Fifa and they were going to play each other. Outside, sitting across from a couple other guys was Kyle. He noticed me through the glass door and smiled. Ugh he was adorable. I smiled, biting my lower lip and made my way outside. One of the other guys asked me what was going on in there, and I told him my dumb brother was playing some game against Tommy. “Oh I need to see this!” And just like that the other two left and it was just me and Kyle.

He looked at me and brushed my hair out of my face with his hand, simultaneously brushing away my attempt to calm down from earlier. I whispered into his ear and he grabbed my hand and we ran inside, past everyone sitting on the couch staring at the tv. I watched them as we went past, worried a little that they would notice, but they were very focused on the imaginary game and I’m sure that the alcohol helped.

We rushed up the stairs, now our hands all over each other. He held me tightly, kissing me deep, feeling and grabbing all the things I knew he loved. Breathing heavily, we waddled over to my room, not bothering to close the door. They were all distracted, and we were too in our own moment to think clearly. Still standing up, he backed me up against the wall. He grabbed my thighs and pulled them up, so now he was holding me up, my back against the wall, and his tongue deep in my mouth. We made out passionately, both realizing that we hadn’t really been this intimate before now. And it was incredible. I was aching for him, and I felt him aching for me, his bulge pressed firmly against me. He suddenly paused, looking down my body and back up at me and let me down softly.

“No underwear huh?”
“Well maybe I was expecting something”

He grinned, turning me around, and pushed my chest against the wall before grabbing my thighs and pulling me towards his crotch. He pulled my dress up, with one hand on right below my neck keeping my pressed against the wall. Taking two fingers, he rubbed me. I gasped. He put his fingers in his mouth and sucked them, tasting me. He smiled again and I melted. I pushed back harder against him, and taking my hint he undid his belt and slid his pants down. He pushed against me, just in his underwear now and kissed the back of my neck.

Finally I felt the warmth of his dick lay on my ass, reaching all the way to my lower back, and I was reminded of the last time. I was so built up, and in our drunken state I was so so ready for him again.

“Oh Kyle please stop teasing me I need you” I whispered to him

I felt the head of his perfect dick against my opening. I shuddered. He rubbed along my pussy, each pass pausing a little before finally thrusting in. There was no warm up this time. He went in completely, and I moaned. Pulled out and I took a deep breath. Back in I exhaled and he went again and again and again picking up pace. This was different from before. Our lust and tension brought us here and he was not disappointing. Again and again he thrusted inside me, breathing heavy. He took his hand away from the back of my neck and wrapped it around my throat, pulling me towards him. He kissed me deep, his dick even deeper in me and I moaned in his mouth. His other hand reached around and started rubbing my clit. For a boy with no experience he was learning fast. I continued to moan softly into his mouth and he continued to fuck me deep. I felt his body slam against mine, jerking me forward with each thrust, but his hand around my neck pulling me back into his mouth.

I was shaking, squirming, my moans and yelps and whimpers becoming too loud to be silenced by his kiss. He pulled his face away from me, I’m sure he could see the disappointment in my face, but he traded our kiss for even faster thrusts. I took my own hand to cover my mouth, knowing just below us was my brother and the rest of his friends, but Kyle did not seem to care. He grabbed my wrists and held them behind my back, smushing my face into the wall and fucking me like a wild dog. It was too much. I hadn’t been like this before. I made sounds I didn’t know could come from me. I spasmed, losing control of my muscles, I felt my walls convulse around his throbbing dick. I was squirting out juices, I felt the friction ease and make him go in even easier, as if I wasn’t wet as hell before.

He was clearly encouraged by my orgasm and kept on going. His breathing, heavy as it was before, had turned into a rhythmic grunt, something you’d expect from an elite athlete. I knew he was nearing the finish line. His beautiful moans and grunts met by my whimpers and tightness.

“Please Kyle baby cum for me”

That pushed him over the edge. He pushed in deep, one final time, and coated my walls. He pulled my face back to his and kissed me again, this time hard. There were no giggles this time. I was exhausted and overwhelmed and filled with his cum. We stayed there for a moment, catching our breath.

He got off of me, and pulled his pants and underwear back up. I pulled my dress down, and grabbed a shirt off my bed to wipe my legs off. I followed him out of my room and back down the stairs, still filled with his cum. Most of the group by now was asleep, sprawled across the couch and the floor, but my brother and Tommy were still awake playing. “Well look who it is” Tommy smiled at me. My brother did not, his eyes fixed to the screen. I realized that there was little chance they hadn’t heard us. I felt incredibly embarrassed but kind of turned on at the same time. Kyle sat down, on the little room that was left on the couch, and my brother immediately got up and went upstairs without saying a word. Tommy looked me up and down, finally resting his eyes on my upper legs. I looked down and saw a bead of Kyles cum running down my thigh. Tommy looked at my shocked face and said, “well now we know Kyle hasn’t been lying!”

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