got carried away with a friend of mine [FM] [almost cheating]

We were sitting at the couch and talked about stuff I don´t really remember any more. Something about my university and his life, his unstable living conditions (he travels a lot and for months, so he never really builds up a home somewhere).

We talked about our working life situations that are not really what we were hoping for. Nothing special but nevertheless interesting as we didn´t see each other in some time.

This day I had already fucked myself two times, because I knew the second I´d see him, I´d be horny again. Although we were just friends, there was an undeniable tension between us.

So I was more or less lying on the couch, slouching into the cushions, drawing out my knees so I would now and then “accidently” touch his knee or feet. With every ever so slight touch my body tingled. I wanted more. More of him, more of his intoxicating smell, more of his tight grip and his piercing eyes.

He was lying on the long side of the couch and moved around all the time while talking. I smelled this unique and fascinating smell (nobody has ever smelled so desirable for me). I almost lost it. I knew I wouldn´t be able to contain myself if he made a move towards me.

At the same time I wanted his touch so badly, but was also hoping he wouldn´t reach out for me. I wanted to stay friends with him and therefore crossing this small line could ruin our facade.

With every move and shift our bodies seemed to get closer. At one time my knee touched his feet, another time our shoulders touched and I felt my body tense up. I was horny and I wanted him. It was pure and delicious torture. My breathing got unstable and I exhaled deeply, trying to hide my excitement.

Looking around, trying to not look at him, my eyes fell at the beautiful skyline of the city. We were at the 8th floor of a hotel in the middle of the main district and the city was shining in beautiful lights. Two of the four walls were made out of glass and due to almost no light on the inside I could see everything outside. We were the only ones around, as this room is not open for the masses, but rented only to certain occasions.

Hoping that my body had cooled down enough to look back at him I noticed his shoulder touching mine and his head just in reach to kiss each other. My pussy sent shivers through me and my cheeks flushed.

God damn I wanted this guy, but he mustn’t know. Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to resist. Our conversation had moved to the topic of taking weed together as I haven’t ever tried it before and he had enough experience to help me out if something would go wrong.

Remember we are just friends, so this was nothing out of the extraordinary. Although our relationship had started years ago with some unbelievably hot sex (I will remember for the rest of my life) it had changed to a friendship without benefits over time and with both of us finding loving partners.

So we were discussing the “when” and “where”, when I admitted to not being sure if it actually were a good idea to be with him alone in a room together. With a sly face he asked me “why?” and my already hot and flushed cheeks, turned redder even more. I hid my face between my knees and then I felt his tight grip along my neck.

A small whimper escaped my mouth. It just felt so good. My juices started flowing, I could feel the wetness dripping into my lace panties and it drove me insane. I wanted him to know how wet he was making me. I wanted him to dive into me, exploring my insides with all of him and bringing me up to strongly desired heights.

When I pushed my head back up, I looked him straight in the eyes and I saw pure lust. I moaned with need when he gripped my throat. His face just inches in front of me. Not kissing me. This bastard.

I could feel his breath against my face, his hand on my throat and my pulsing pussy between my legs. I pressed my legs together to get some friction but it was nothing compared to his sweet touch. Kneeling with one foot on the couch and standing with the other one on the floor he was groping at my hard nipples and I moaned uncontrolled with desire.

With my long dark red painted fingernails I slightly scratched along his bulge. Damn, I had forgotten how big he was. I loved his cock and I wanted him now. My eyes were drawn to his cock and my breathing had gotten erratic. He was stroking along my leg, up and underneath my skirt. He must have felt my heat. My hips were bucking towards him, wanting and welcoming his touch.

Suddenly he turned away, leaving me on the couch. Both of us knew that we shouldn’t do, what we wanted so badly. I got up and tried to rearrange my clothes. Looking back at him he pushed me against the wall, pressing his body against mine, biting my neck and me legs got weak. I grabbed his ass and pushed him even more into me. I needed to feel him and his cock was straining hard against my legs. I loved it. I growled at him and he backed away breathing heavily.

My body followed him, tugging at his clothes, when he gripped me hard, almost kissing me, biting my lower lip and making me putty in his arms. We stumbled back to the wall and he shoved his fingers into my panties. I was soaked and he felt it. He groaned deeply and I whimpered with desire.

Looking me into the eyes he licked his fingers and I could see strands of my hot cum between them. “You´re tasting good”. All I could do was moan. We were kissing furiously, biting our lips, tugging at our clothes. He bit my neck and I was stroking his hard cock through his jeans.

We were fighting against ourselves and finally he turned away, leaving me shaking and needy at the wall. Once more I tried to hold my composure, rearranging my clothes and trying to dress up for leaving. We really had to stop this. Down we went and I got one last unbelievably hot kiss in the elevator, before our ways separated.

I´m dying to get his cock back inside me and while writing this up my pussy is pulsing hard. My panties are ruined and soaked.

Hope you enjoyed as much as I did. Feedback is appreciated and welcome! :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7eig9m/got_carried_away_with_a_friend_of_mine_fm_almost