Becoming My Best Friends Personal Cocksucker
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“Do you want to touch it?”
My best friend stands in front of me, his hard cock arc-ing above the waistband of his boxers. He takes a step towards me, and it bobs up and down.
I suppose this should feel weird. We know each other so well that we’re practically brother and sister. And although I had always hoped that my first time would be with someone I loved and trusted, I never thought it would be with him. But here he is, with his dick standing up hard for me, and I want him too.
I’ve only ever seen hard dicks on the Internet. They look massive and exaggerated. I stare at my best friend’s cock, and it’s not as intimidating as what I’ve seen online. Still, I find myself wondering how it’s ever going to fit.
“Go ahead. Touch it.”
I reach tentatively towards him and let my fingers travel along his skin. I’m not sure what I was expecting, but I am surprised at the silkiness of it.
I wrap my fingers around his shaft a little uncertainly. It feels warm and heavy in my hand. I slide my hand up and back down. My best friend shivers. I take a firmer grip and make the same motion again and he lets out an uneven throaty breath. I smile. I continue to stroke him. I like the feel of his cock in my hand.
“Your cock is nice,” I say shyly. “I like touching it.”
He smiles. He has had many lovers and his confidence is obvious.
I kneel in front of him and let my hand move down to his balls. I feel the weight of them. He lets out a moan and I jerk my hand away.
“No. That felt good,” my best friend whispers as he guides my hand back. I squeeze gently and he moans again.
His cock bobbles inches from my face. I take hold of it and stroke it a couple of times. I know guys like to have their dicks sucked and I wonder what his tastes like. I lean forward and cautiously lick the tip with my tongue. My best friend inhales sharply. I look up at him and he nods at me to continue. I flick my tongue out again and take a longer taste. He tastes salty.
Gathering confidence, I take the head into my mouth. I don’t know what to do, so at first I suck it tentatively, like a Tootsie Pop. Then I try sucking on his cock like a Popsicle, moving my mouth up and down. Finally, I try swirling my tongue around the top and down the shaft.
“Oh god,” my best friend shudders and makes a choking sound. “You’re going to make me come.”
Abruptly, he pulls me up and leads me by the hand towards the couch. He undoes the button at the waistband of my shorts, tugs them down over my hips, and tosses them to the floor.
I tremble as his hands slide under my t-shirt. His hands caress my skin, gliding over my ribs. He pulls the garment up and over my head. And all at once, I am overcome with shyness.
My best friend has never seen me without clothes. Suddenly I am worried that he won’t like what he sees. My body is more boy than girl. Years of track and field in high school and college have left me with a figure that is lean, toned, and athletic. But while my tummy is enviably flat, I have no real curves to speak of. I am a late bloomer and I feel like an ugly duckling.
I move to cover up, but my best friend takes my hand and makes me turn slowly in a circle in front of him. I can feel him appraising me as he looks at me from all angles. When I come back around to face him, he licks his lips.
“I like your lacy panties,” he says. “I wasn’t expecting that.”
I bite my lip and giggle nervously.
He draws me down onto the couch and lies beside me. I can feel the rigid heat of his hard cock pressing insistently against my thigh. He strokes my bare legs.
“You should never feel shy about your body,” he whispers. His voice is husky. “You look amazing.”
He strokes my belly and lets his hands drift lower. I trace the muscles on his back as he slides his hands under the elastic of my panties. I feel his fingers graze the growing wetness between my legs. He dips a finger into the moisture and lightly rubs the hard nub of my clit. The feeling is so intense, I try to push him away and pull him closer all at the same time.
He pushes my panties down now, and I gladly kick free of them. He spreads my legs wide and reaches between them once more. His fingers find my clit again and he teases and strokes it skillfully. I writhe beneath him. Slowly he presses a finger into my slick aching pussy. My body arcs towards him. When he carefully eases a second finger inside, I whimper and clutch at his shoulders. My best friend laughs softly and murmurs soothingly as he slides his fingers in and out.
“Please…” I whisper, not really knowing what I need.
My best friend sits up and pulls me onto his lap. I am straddling him and he positions his cock at my slippery opening. He maneuvers me onto him, letting me guide the speed of his entry. I feel my body contract around his hard cock. It feels enormous.
“My god. You’re so tight,” my best friend whispers hoarsely.
“No,” I gasp. “You’re too big.”
He eases me up almost off his cock and gently lowers me for a second time. He penetrates deeper. I let out a soft cry. My body stretches somewhat uncomfortably to accommodate him. My pussy relaxes and clenches around his cock. I am sure that he won’t fit. He guides me up and down again and enters me more deeply still. Once more, and I let out a groan that is half a sob as I feel him fill me completely.
I sit motionless for a moment, feeling my best friend’s cock snug inside me. The muscles of my pussy constrict and flutter around him. His hands firmly grip my waist. He begins to guide me with his hands and I begin to rock and move in his lap. I slide up and down on my best friends cock, feeling him fill me again and again. I find a rhythm and rock back and forth while his hands rove all over my body. He cups my small firm breasts and strokes my back. And he hugs me to him as I grind against him.
I wriggle faster and faster in his lap until he gasps that he won’t be able to hold on any more. My breath is coming in tiny gulps and I stammer that I won’t be able to either.
With that, my best friend pushes me onto my back and kneels between my legs. He grips my hips and plunges into me again and again. It feels as though the room is whirling. He drives himself deep into me and when we come, it feels like a wave is breaking over me. My body arches as I gasp and shudder. I wrap my legs around my best friend’s waist and pull him deeper inside me. My pussy contracts and pulses around his cock as I buck against him. He jerks and goes rigid and I feel him explode inside me, thrusting deep.
My best friend collapses onto me and we lie there catching our breaths. When he rolls off me, I feel his cum spill out of me. He strokes my hair and asks if I’m okay. I smile and nod.
I tell him that I hope things won’t get weird between us and he laughs and assures me that it doesn’t have to. Then he tells me I have a lot of potential, and I let out a naughty giggle.
I fall asleep happy, knowing that we will be able to share more times like this and I realize that I might never be able to get enough of my best friend’s cock.
My best friend stands in front of me, his hard cock arc-ing above the waistband of his boxers. He takes a step towards me, and it bobs up and down.
I suppose this should feel weird. We know each other so well that we’re practically brother and sister. And although I had always hoped that my first time would be with someone I loved and trusted, I never thought it would be with him. But here he is, with his dick standing up hard for me, and I want him too.
I’ve only ever seen hard dicks on the Internet. They look massive and exaggerated. I stare at my best friend’s cock, and it’s not as intimidating as what I’ve seen online. Still, I find myself wondering how it’s ever going to fit.
“Go ahead. Touch it.”
I reach tentatively towards him and let my fingers travel along his skin. I’m not sure what I was expecting, but I am surprised at the silkiness of it.
I wrap my fingers around his shaft a little uncertainly. It feels warm and heavy in my hand. I slide my hand up and back down. My best friend shivers. I take a firmer grip and make the same motion again and he lets out an uneven throaty breath. I smile. I continue to stroke him. I like the feel of his cock in my hand.
“Your cock is nice,” I say shyly. “I like touching it.”
He smiles. He has had many lovers and his confidence is obvious.
I kneel in front of him and let my hand move down to his balls. I feel the weight of them. He lets out a moan and I jerk my hand away.
“No. That felt good,” my best friend whispers as he guides my hand back. I squeeze gently and he moans again.
His cock bobbles inches from my face. I take hold of it and stroke it a couple of times. I know guys like to have their dicks sucked and I wonder what his tastes like. I lean forward and cautiously lick the tip with my tongue. My best friend inhales sharply. I look up at him and he nods at me to continue. I flick my tongue out again and take a longer taste. He tastes salty.
Gathering confidence, I take the head into my mouth. I don’t know what to do, so at first I suck it tentatively, like a Tootsie Pop. Then I try sucking on his cock like a Popsicle, moving my mouth up and down. Finally, I try swirling my tongue around the top and down the shaft.
“Oh god,” my best friend shudders and makes a choking sound. “You’re going to make me come.”
Abruptly, he pulls me up and leads me by the hand towards the couch. He undoes the button at the waistband of my shorts, tugs them down over my hips, and tosses them to the floor.
I tremble as his hands slide under my t-shirt. His hands caress my skin, gliding over my ribs. He pulls the garment up and over my head. And all at once, I am overcome with shyness.
My best friend has never seen me without clothes. Suddenly I am worried that he won’t like what he sees. My body is more boy than girl. Years of track and field in high school and college have left me with a figure that is lean, toned, and athletic. But while my tummy is enviably flat, I have no real curves to speak of. I am a late bloomer and I feel like an ugly duckling.
I move to cover up, but my best friend takes my hand and makes me turn slowly in a circle in front of him. I can feel him appraising me as he looks at me from all angles. When I come back around to face him, he licks his lips.
“I like your lacy panties,” he says. “I wasn’t expecting that.”
I bite my lip and giggle nervously.
He draws me down onto the couch and lies beside me. I can feel the rigid heat of his hard cock pressing insistently against my thigh. He strokes my bare legs.
“You should never feel shy about your body,” he whispers. His voice is husky. “You look amazing.”
He strokes my belly and lets his hands drift lower. I trace the muscles on his back as he slides his hands under the elastic of my panties. I feel his fingers graze the growing wetness between my legs. He dips a finger into the moisture and lightly rubs the hard nub of my clit. The feeling is so intense, I try to push him away and pull him closer all at the same time.
He pushes my panties down now, and I gladly kick free of them. He spreads my legs wide and reaches between them once more. His fingers find my clit again and he teases and strokes it skillfully. I writhe beneath him. Slowly he presses a finger into my slick aching pussy. My body arcs towards him. When he carefully eases a second finger inside, I whimper and clutch at his shoulders. My best friend laughs softly and murmurs soothingly as he slides his fingers in and out.
“Please…” I whisper, not really knowing what I need.
My best friend sits up and pulls me onto his lap. I am straddling him and he positions his cock at my slippery opening. He maneuvers me onto him, letting me guide the speed of his entry. I feel my body contract around his hard cock. It feels enormous.
“My god. You’re so tight,” my best friend whispers hoarsely.
“No,” I gasp. “You’re too big.”
He eases me up almost off his cock and gently lowers me for a second time. He penetrates deeper. I let out a soft cry. My body stretches somewhat uncomfortably to accommodate him. My pussy relaxes and clenches around his cock. I am sure that he won’t fit. He guides me up and down again and enters me more deeply still. Once more, and I let out a groan that is half a sob as I feel him fill me completely.
I sit motionless for a moment, feeling my best friend’s cock snug inside me. The muscles of my pussy constrict and flutter around him. His hands firmly grip my waist. He begins to guide me with his hands and I begin to rock and move in his lap. I slide up and down on my best friends cock, feeling him fill me again and again. I find a rhythm and rock back and forth while his hands rove all over my body. He cups my small firm breasts and strokes my back. And he hugs me to him as I grind against him.
I wriggle faster and faster in his lap until he gasps that he won’t be able to hold on any more. My breath is coming in tiny gulps and I stammer that I won’t be able to either.
With that, my best friend pushes me onto my back and kneels between my legs. He grips my hips and plunges into me again and again. It feels as though the room is whirling. He drives himself deep into me and when we come, it feels like a wave is breaking over me. My body arches as I gasp and shudder. I wrap my legs around my best friend’s waist and pull him deeper inside me. My pussy contracts and pulses around his cock as I buck against him. He jerks and goes rigid and I feel him explode inside me, thrusting deep.
My best friend collapses onto me and we lie there catching our breaths. When he rolls off me, I feel his cum spill out of me. He strokes my hair and asks if I’m okay. I smile and nod.
I tell him that I hope things won’t get weird between us and he laughs and assures me that it doesn’t have to. Then he tells me I have a lot of potential, and I let out a naughty giggle.
I fall asleep happy, knowing that we will be able to share more times like this and I realize that I might never be able to get enough of my best friend’s cock.
Charlize
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