How I Fucked Both My Gf And Her Bestie
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The familiar feeling of charlie's lips hungrily exploring my throbbing pussy brought as much sexual comfort as it did excitement. I let the pleasure she gave me bubble up out of my throat in a variety of gasps and sighs, the freedom I felt with her filling my body with anticipation and relief. Charlie is my oldest and best friend, since before she changed her name from Charlotte to Charlie. Her mouth swerved hotly back and forth across my tummy, teasing me before she plunged back down towards my vagina. Inside my panties I was already messy from the 30 minute ride to her house after school, knowing she'd be down between my legs the instant we stumbled back to her bedroom. It was our thing, nearly every day. And she was amazing at it.
She gobbled me at first, without even removing my shorts, just yanking at the waist to pull my panties down far enough to dart her tongue inside and stimulate my aching clit. My legs were pressed together, but I pushed my pelvis forward, poking my little pink fin out towards her like an offering so she could lavish me with her slobbery tongue. Her ravenous desire for me heightened the erotic feeling of be taken by her, as it always did, surprising and fresh to me still because I'm pretty sure I'm not gay. But, fuck if I don't luvvvv it when Charlie goes down on me.
I guess you could say have a friends with benefits kind of arrangement that started when we were first humping the mattress next to each other at sleepovers. Charlotte always wanted to try something new. We touched ourselves together, humped pillows together, inserted objects into ourselves together. We even popped our cherries together with two hair brushes in my bedroom, just so we could feel what it as like to penetrate ourselves all the way inside. She was the one that wanted to try going down on me. I didn't want to reciprocate cuz I'm into boys and honestly that much vagina is a little off-putting to me. She said she didn't care and at a tender age was learning the finer points of pleasing another girl on my private parts. She gave me my first orgasm with her fingers and tongue, me seated on the counter of my bathroom sink, convulsing and huffing and trying not to bring my mother across the house with all the noise I made. Hers was the first tongue I ever felt on my anus, exploring me back there with a sort of fervent curiosity, tasting, probing, and each time asking me what felt good. She gave me the only complement I've ever had on how pretty my wispy, incoming bush was when it first appeared, followed by a lovely sustained oral sesh that had my eyes rolled back in my head and my hair wild and stuck to perspiration on my flat chest, shoulders, and face. I'm her pillow princess. And she didn't even mind when I started dating boys.
The first was Jordan. I thought he was so hot, sitting in back of the school bus with the rough boys. We "dated", or as close as you can without a car, for a few months before I started having guilt about my playtimes with Charlotte. She was hurt when I told her he and I were going to start having sex and that I felt I should be faithful to him. It was hard at first, though we both tried to hang out normally. Just without touching beyond hugging. We tried to draw lines around what touch was ok and what wasn't. Then I had sex with Jordan. Then a second and third time, expecting it to be a sort explosive homecoming to fucking a guy because I'm straight, right? Well, turns out its not that simple. I think I do want to be with a guy long term. But, sex with Jordan was boring. He did not understand my body at all. And he didn't like it when I tried to help him please me better. Three weeks into "faithfulness" to him I was so horny for Charlotte I couldn't see straight, pun intended. The night I told her it wasn't working with him and I missed her, she cried a little then we had sex like I've never had before. It was really intense. She made me cum five times before we fell asleep exhausted and cuddling. Then she woke me up in the middle of the night and made me cum three more times. Then again in the shower next morning. A month later I found out Jordan had been cheating on me. Lesson learned? Guys will come and go, Charlie was there for me always. So, we would just be there for each other and keep it our secret.
Speaking of the shower, it's the closest I've ever come to reciprocating with her. I think that maybe the clean water and slick skin would help me keep my mouth on her vagina long enough to enjoy it and get her off. When she pleasures me, she masturbates sometimes. Cum-drunk me will gaze at her clit while, watching her manipulates it with her fingertips with a certain longing. Her lips are a dark almost charcoal color, with deep red tones on the smooth inner surfaces of her labia. She's quite lovely down there. I've noted her muscles contracting when she cums, and felt turned on watching her do herself. A few times I've sorta helped a little in a platonic kinda way. I don't know what the barrier is to going all the way. It made me feel guilty for a while. I even backed off because I was afraid I was using her sexually, like it was a fucked up abusive thing to allow. She got really passionate with me about liking it, how perfect the arrangement is for both of us. Being used is kinky for her, as is pleasing a straight girl. My attachment to her is erotic, even when I'm dating a guy. She is into the fact that even though I want sex with a boyfriend, I have to have sex with her too. And yeah, we had this all sorted out in High School.
All these thoughts passed through my mind as she pulled at my shorts and panties, dragging them down my legs to my ankles so she could take my juicy slit in her mouth. Outside was a perfect spring day, sunny and cool, a cheerful blue and green light coming in the windows of her bedroom as I lay on my back enjoying her doing what she loves to do to me.
"God, I love it when you're this wet," she said between licks. A thick tendril of lube stretched from her tongue down to my lips. She lapped and slurped at me, happily ingesting my lusty juices.
"I was thinking about it the whole drive home. Had to keep crossing my legs, which of course only made my clit happier," I said.
"Did you fuck Samuel last night?" Samuel was my latest boyfriend. We've been together eight months, having sex for seven of them. He comes over when my parents are out for the evening on their date night.
"Yes," I answered after a delay. She licked down my butt hole, rotating my legs up to expose my ass to her hungry mouth.
"Where?" She asked. This was our game. She liked to hear the details.
"On the porch furniture after the sun went down," I answered. I wondered what Samuel would think about my attachment to Charlie. Would he be threatened or think it was hot? Either way, I'll never tell him.
"Did he go down on you?"
"For a minute, ohhh fukkkkkk..." I said. she likes it when I give her verbal feedback. I was embarrassed about that at first. But, now I enjoy the release.
"Did you cum?"
"When he was fucking me from behind I had a small one. The..ohhh....position was weird and it kept interrupting...uunngghh...when he had to sh-shift. Oh god, right there, Charlie, mmmm...getting hard to talk," I said, with difficulty.
"What did you fantasize about?" She inserted two fingers in me. I let out a moan and a sigh. Her thumb diddled my clit with her tongue also licking while her fingers tickled up towards my g spot. It was her magical combination.
"Ohhh, my god, fukkkk...the uh, the ummm campsite..."
"Really?" She said with a certain delight in her voice. Our families went camping one time a few years ago and Charlotte and I shared a tent. We zipped our sleeping bags together and she fingered me while I looked up at the stars through the top of our tent. It was like poetry. Then she pulled her panties off and began grinding herself against my hip. Her thigh rubbed back and forth across my clit and I found my hands wrapped around her butt, pulling her harder into me. She slipped directly on top and I felt her pussy right on top of mine, her clit actually rubbing mine until we came together. It was super hot, especially with the risk of being discovered by our parents sleeping in tents on either side. We made out for a while after, which I don't normally feel like doing. It was just so sexy and beautiful in a cocoon with her under the night sky.
Her wet, hot mouth was everywhere between my legs now as her fingers pumped into me with the perfect rise of pressure and speed. She read me like a dashboard. The result of years of practice. The orgasm came on slowly, then raging like a storm. "Ohh fuck me Charlie, fucking....fukkkkkkkk..." I lost control of my body. She owned me like always, sending me into orbit. I wasn't even aware of the gasping and clutching at the covers, the bowed shape of my back, my naked hips bouncing into her face as I gushed clear cum into her mouth. Samuel couldn't come close. But, he didn't have to because Charlie was there for me always.
It must have a been a few minutes after the orgasm I opened my eyes and realized she was sitting next to my face, her legs open towards me, fingers stroking her pretty red labia gentlymere inches from my eyes. I watched her silently, my fingers wandering down between my legs. A thick, sweet, lusty aroma drifted across my nose. For a moment, I ached for her vagina to cover my face, to bury my senses in her body and make her cum. I've felt a hint of it before but never this kind of surge. I rubbed my clit quickly to keep the feeling going. I have always wanted to "want" to please her. She's so wonderfully giving to me and I desired to give that back ot her. As she caressed herself, a tiny droplet of clear liquid appeared at the base of her slit, which hung lazily open, a dark circle at the top of it, just beneath her clitoral hood. I found my tongue coming out of my mouth as if to taste her through the air. She was watching me watch her while I touched myself, wondering what was going on in my horny thoughts. I just knew it.
"I want to taste you," I whispered.
"What? Are you sure...?"
"Quick, before I change my mind..." I said nervously, reaching out for her body. She Lay down taking my pussy in her mouth as I rolled on my side, using her inner thigh as a pillow and took her warm flesh in my mouth. My tongue slipped inside her like a sheath, her dark anus bumping my nose. Her legs came around my head, enveloping me in an embrace that seemed to draw me deeper into her body. It was intoxicating to feel surrounded by her like that. My hands were all the way around her butt, enfolding her like I felt enfolded. Her pussy was like a fountain. I drank and drank until all I could feel her quivering and cumming in my mouth as her moans filled the silence of the room. I didn't want it to stop, so I kept on. We licked each other like that cumming over and over. After what seemed like hours, I fell back on my back, my face covered in her juices, feeling pleased with myself that I'd finally given back to her. She lay there too, giving me a minute to explore her vagina with my fingers.
"Damn," she said. "That was hot."
"I liked it too." I said. My eyes were heavy, spent from the surge of sexual release and a river of endorphins. Suddenly, I heard her mother calling for us from the kitchen. We started from the unplanned nap and fumbled to get dressed, giggling and whispering. Typical Charlie and me!
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