[MF] So, here’s what happened with my friend…

Some of you may be aware of [this post of mine](https://www.reddit.com/r/holdthemoan/comments/7tic90/gif_i_was_told_yall_may_appreciate_this_im/) from the other night in r/holdthemoan. I’ve had a few requests for the story of how it went down, so here goes. But know this: I don’t consider myself a prolific writer by nature AND I’m used to telling stories to girlfriends (where you leave out most graphic / explicit detials) so if you have questions, ask away and I’m happy to answer :)

Quick background on why I was so nervous (I’m usually very not) and hesitant to just go try to fuck him:

1) our families go back forever and he grew up with my cousins, so I kinda did too because of holidays, summers, etc.
2) the summer after I hit puberty and while on the way to the swimming pool with a bunch of their friends, my cousins made it abundantly clear that I was off limits
3) I was apprehensive about possibly introducing future awkwardness

And as a side note: in hindsight by thinking about how to put this down on paper, it makes total sense as to why he’s never been flirty with me (see point 2).

Now for the story, from my perspective:

I posted and it quickly came out that yes, I would totally be down to fuck him and actually was “maybe” also trying to get caught as well. I went back and forth with people a bit but then pretty quickly fell asleep. I woke up early (like, before it was really light out) before my alarm the next morning and – of course – went to check Reddit. The posts were starting to blow up and there had been a TON of comments added while I was sleeping. The very strong message was: if you want to fuck him, go do it. I had only quickly skimmed them when I started to hear him walking around upstairs.

Before we go on, a layout note to help set the scene: semi-older, smaller house. First floor is living room, full bath, and one bedroom he uses as an office. The second floor is technically the attic but the house was retrofitted at some point to have this cool spiral staircase in the kitchen that now leads up to a new, “second” bedroom. Also important to know, is that you can get from the stairs in the kitchen into the bathroom without seeing into the living room.

He came down the stairs, quietly close the door to the bathroom, and turned on the shower. I knew that if I was going to do anything, this was the time. So, I rolled up the the shorts I slept in twice more so that my ass was just peaking out, and went into the kitchen to start making coffee.

The shower turned off and I started working on scrambling eggs while trying to not lose my mind from the waiting game. Then, I heard the bathroom door open. I swear I could hear my heart beating in my ears when he walked into the kitchen and suddenly stopped short; I could tell he was both not expecting to see me, let alone a peak of my ass.

To his credit, he recovered quickly. He commented on me being awake so early, I told him that I’ve always been an early riser, and we began to shoot the shit. I tried my best to act naturally, but was also taking every advantage to break the physical contact barrier since his kitchen is small and we were both moving around in it.

I don’t remember exactly how we got to him sitting at the small kitchen table he has, but he was sitting there and asked for a bottle of tabasco that was in the cabinet next to me. I knew this was the time to put on my big girl panties and finally make it blatantly obvious that I wanted this to happen. I took it over to him, and purposefully came in hot, ending up with one of his legs positioned between mine. As his hand reached up to grab it, I shifted my weight so that both my leg was touching his and my hip sassed out to the side.

His eyes got kinda wide and I heard his breath catch a bit. He took a hold of the bottle in my hand, but did not actually take it from me. Instead, he left his hand touching mine and, at the same time, I felt his other palm move onto my lower left thigh then slowly start to work its way up until he was almost at the point where my ass and leg meet, then back down towards my knee.

We had both gone completely silent and were just looking at each other, straight in the eyes. As his hand slowly moved up and down my left leg, I shifted my weight and repositioned my right so that I was straddling his lap, facing him, but still standing. He took the bottle from me, put it on the table, then moved both hands to rest on the slope between the small of my waist and my hips. Instinctively, I leaned my body weight forward and then his hands were sliding down around my butt, pulling me into him as I sat down into his lap.

At that point, nothing remained slow. He pulled me down onto his lap and my lips came crashing onto his. We kissed at the table, with his hands running all over my body. He scooped me up under the thighs and walked – holding my legs around his waist, as we continued to kiss – over toward the stairs. My legs slid down and my feet touched the floor, but we still had not stopped kissing. Finally, we broke the kiss and without and words, I started up the spiral stairs, very aware that my ass was very much in his face behind me. Once we were in his room, clothes came flying off and within minutes he was inside of me.

We spent most of the morning in bed together and when I finally mentioned that I was going to need to call a cab soon, he told me not to be silly and that he would drive me to the airport. When we arrived there, he took my suitcase out for me then took one hand behind my head, the other around my waist and kissed me – with more passion than I’ve ever felt before.

Texted him a bit after I got through security, and could not shake the butterfly feeling whenever I saw a message come in from him. I had a small jumper to a major hub, then a long flight back to my side of the country. On the main leg, I wound up getting so worked up thinking about it all that I took the same little black vibrator you saw in that first post with me into the lavatory, and got myself off.

We’ve texted back and forth a bit and conversation is flowing fairly naturally, so I’ve got no fucking clue what is going to happen with this, but you would not hear me complain – at all – if I got another opportunity to roll around in the hay with him. I guess we’ll see what happens.

Oh – and [here’s](https://www.erome.com/a/sBxBK4da) a video (1min 42 sec) of that orgasm on the plane, just in case you wanted it ;)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7u15c1/mf_so_heres_what_happened_with_my_friend