Fun with my slutty friend [MF]

Becky was our school slut in high school. Rumors were all throughout the school and I always thought most were started by her.

We became friends somehow senior year and continued after we graduated. I went out of state for college. She stayed back home doing what I don’t remember.

She was maybe 5’2”, hourglass figure with massive D cups that fit her frame with her wide hips. She may not have been the prettiest girl in school her body just said “come fuck me”. I was tall, thin and everything you think of when you think geeky guy trying to be cool.

Our friendship I think was something of a pet project for her. I was her gay friend that she knew wasn’t gay. She loved teasing me. She would sit on my lap and grind into me and comment how I felt. She would try on bikinis in front of me and ask my opinion. I was a shy kid with limited experience and I think she liked the reaction.

She also would go into great detail of her sex life both past and current. Which turned me on admittedly. But looking back made me realize some of the stories were hopefully exaggeration or maybe authorities should have been called.

I hung out with her because I was fascinated with her confidence and because honestly what else was going to do with my time.

Spring break my freshman year I came back home. I was more experienced than when even when I had last seen her over Christmas break. That time it again was more teasing and trying to get my face red. Which worked. She had done a sexy dance in front of me and then ended it saying she had a date to go on. It was borderline cruel.

I went over to her place in the middle of the week after she had gotten off from whatever shitty job she was currently working. She had two roommates and lived in the worst part of our town. They were renting a house together. One of her roommates was possibly a bigger slut than she was, only with a drug problem. Her other roommate was a gay guy that made you cringe on how much of a stereotype he was. He was beyond over the top. Both were home when I got there to see Becky based on the cars parked outside.

I went in and Becky and I chilled out a bit. Catching up and just watching TV. There were times in our relationship that was actually normal.

After a while of sitting in the living room we went to kitchen to find food or beer. Because the way the house was designed the stairs leading to the second floor was in the kitchen and you could hear the entire house from that room. And you could definitely hear it. Someone upstairs was getting railed. I honestly didn’t know which roommate.

Becky sat in a chair as I looked in the not surprisingly empty fridge.

“Oh did I show you my new addition?” Becky said, I turned around to see her tongue sticking out with a new piercing. I thought I had see it when chatting.

“That must be handy,” I said knowing she was probably going to tease me.

“I bet your dick would love feeling this?”

I kind of looked at her as she adjusted her chair and started making looks towards my growing bulge.

I just stared at her and I knew what reaction she wanted. But I was getting worked up hearing the fucking come from upstairs. Plus Becky was wearing a crazy tight shirt that barely was containing her tits.

“I bet it would. You want to test it out?” I said as I closed the fridge and began walking toward her.

For once it was a look of surprise on her face. Something I never thought I would see.

“Take it out then,” she responded. Her confidence returning as she looked up at me. Her hands on her lap and she kept sticking her tongue out at me. We were playing a game of chicken.

“Take it out yourself”

She looked up at me and I could see her processing what to do next. Would we go past the point of no return.

By now the thought of her mouth on me and the sounds from upstairs had me fully hard in my jeans.

She looked from my eyes to my jeans and reached out trying to undo my button. She was doing a lousy job at it so I reached down and undid it for her. She lowered the zipper and pulled my jeans down a little. I was wearing loose boxers so it was no problem for her to reach in and grab me.

I was now in her kitchen. Roommates right upstairs with my dick in her hand.

She didn’t look up; she slowly started stroking me. She didn’t say a word and I neither did I. There was no way I was going to say something stupid and mess this up.

She stuck her pierced tongue out and slowly started to lick my head and go down the shaft of my cock. With one hand she gripped the base and the other she balanced herself on my hip.

I looked down at this sight of this girl who teased me over a year finally doing something I had dreamt about.

I hadn’t had enough blowjobs to know if it was the piercing making it better or her skills. But this was feeling amazingly good.

She put my dick in her mouth and slowly moved her head closer into my body taking more of me into her. I felt her tongue on the underside of my dick and it felt unlike anything before.

She pulled back a little and repeated the process. She was slow and gentle. Not at all what I expected from her. I put my hands on her head but didn’t feel the need to guide her. Also I didn’t want to be too aggressive and have her stop. She knew what she was doing.

This continued for a short time until I heard silence in the house and that kind of freaked me out. Someone could come down anytime and see this.

That thought sent me over the edge and I began exploding in her mouth. I held onto her head a little harder as my orgasm took over my body. I tried not to make any noise, but I’m sure I did.

I finished and pulled out of her mouth and took a step back.

She got up and went right at me and gave me a huge kiss full of my own cum. We swapped my cum back and forth for a little until we both had inadvertently swallowed it.

“Our first kiss, awe,” she said with a wicked smile.

Reality came crashing back to me as I pulled myself together and tried to hide my still hard dick.

I sat down at the table and she got me a beer. I had a few sips and we sat in silence.

I didn’t know what to say now and thankfully her roommate came down with her current guy. Both in wife beaters and extremely sweaty smelling of weed. If anything was a mood killer that was it. I had gone soft and decided now was the time to go.

As I was walking out Becky said I could stay the night. But that seemed like a horrible idea. Maybe because I knew too much about her or maybe because my insecurities were rushing back. I did kiss her deep when I left though. Our friendship had definitely been altered.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9p9fsp/fun_with_my_slutty_friend_mf