Okay, so this happened a few years ago. I (M, 28) had a platonic friend (F, 28) Who was like a male buddy to me. We used to talk about sports, hot girls, bitch to each other about shit going on in our lives, we were very close. But never sexual. Never flirtatious. But one day we started talking about the meaning of Netflix and chill. I literally thought it meant having a friend over to watch a movie and kickback. She educated me that Netflix and chill had a strong sexual connotation. It made me red-faced because I always used to text her “Netflix and chill?”, and she would reply “sure” and come over to my apartment and watch a movie on Netflix.
After years of hanging out like this, no sexual tension at flirtation whatsoever, one might when we both were single and went to a nightclub and got drunk. We drank gin, vodka, and several bottles of wine between us. Hugging each other swing on the dancefloor et cetera. We returned to our chair and looked out onto the dancefloor at people shaking their ass and enjoying their night – classic hip-hop beats, people dancing, great aura etc. Imagine a sweaty dungeon bar where people are not too formal and really having a great time not worrying about how they look in front of others. Liberation.
We had drunk several bottles of wine at this point, and the bar was packed. We were sat on chairs at a table. Facing each other. She opened up to discussion about Netflix and chill, “I can’t believe you didn’t know what that meant!“ She was insinuating that I was naive because every time she said sure to a Netflix and chill invite at mine she assumed I wanted to fuck her brains out but was disappointed that all I wanted to do was watch a movie with her. She said she had felt like this for years. My brain goes into override. I’m drunk, trying to comprehend what she’s saying, meanwhile flirting with the idea that she actually wants us to make love, or sex the shit out of each other. We continue talking about this topic, hip-hop music music blazing, people dancing and enjoying themselves on the dancefloor, with us on the side of the dancefloor at our table amidst a heated discussion about who knew what Netflix and chill meant and who didn’t and consequently who was cooler and more hits than the other. This turns into a full blown argument. But at the same time the sexual tension is rising, to boiling point. She gets up, hufs in my face, and storms off, I look at her as she walks away from me and disappears into the middle of the dancefloor. I sip my drink, I look up minuteater see her grinding face-to-face, nose to nose, body to body with a hot brunette. This looked like standing up full clothed aex to me. Incredibly steamy. I smile, and sip my drink and watch eagerly. Within seconds these two have the tongues buried down each other’s throat. Instantly I became aroused.
They stopped to whisper a few things to each other and then held each other’s hand and walk off the dancefloor and disappear out of my sight. I turned around to face the wall and continue sipping my drink feeling like an utter loser. All alone, by myself, sipping my drink. Around 20 minutes later my friend returns and I see her walking towards me, with a very intent walk looking deep into my eyes her hips swaying from side to side slowly as she walks towards me. Our eyes are locked onto each other. She walked right up to me, stops in between my legs, leans forward and rams her tongue down my throat. Shocked, I open my mouth and we end up tongue kissing for a couple of seconds.
However, I noticed a strange taste, a nice taste but not a normal saliva taste. She pulls away and whispered into my hear “You just tasted another girls pussy”. I instantly ejaculated. Right there and then. We went back to my apartment and had sex all night and also in the morning.
It was a nice night but honestly speaking our friendship kinda ended after we fucked. Shame really. She was incredible sexualised and when we fucked during the night would mention other girls we knew and whisper into my ear certain threesome scenarios of us fucking these girls we knew together. She told me she was bisexual. I only found out that night, but loved the way the was so open with her fantasies and till this day she crosses my mind when I pleasure myself. She wasn’t one of these superhot tanned chiselled body long blonde hair big boobs nice ass model looking chicks, she was just free and sexually assertive and that made her hotter than any 10/10 model chick. Honestly. Like i said I still get rock hard when I think about some if the things she said/did to me that night.