Once I was a senior in highschool, I had a buddy named
Angie. Angie was two years youthful than me. She had lengthy
black hair parted down the center, plump tits which
seemd all the time able to burst from her tight t-shirts, and
a voluptuous, curvy physique. I lusted for her like no different
woman I’ve ever identified, however we had been simply buddies.
Typically we’d go swimming collectively, driving to the
lake in my automotive.
After we arrived we’d develop into our swimsuits in
the automotive. I appeared away out of politeness however was all the time
intelligent sufficient to catch a view of her pretty melons in
the rearview mirror. Once I modified, I took my time,
hoping she would catch a glimpse of my dick however she was
all the time searching the window.
In the course of the winter months, we spent a number of time at her
home in her room, listening to data. We each cherished
music and knew quite a bit about it, and so we might keep up
late into the night time, mendacity on her mattress, searching the
window and speaking. I might barely conceal my adoration
for her, and one night time, I advised her, “Shut your eyes.”
“Why?”
“I’ve a shock for you.”
She closed them and waited for her shock. I leaned
over and pressed my lips to hers. I kissed her for
a number of seconds. She didn’t return the kiss, however she
didn’t draw away, both. Once I stopped, she mentioned,
“Paul, I don’t consider you that means. I worth our
friendship and don’t wish to wreck it.”
I by no means tried to kiss her once more. We remained buddies,
and nonetheless spent a lot time collectively in her room,
listening to data.
One night time, she requested for a backrub. She lay on her
abdomen, and I went to work on her shoulders, working my
means down so far as the waistband of her sweatpants.
There was nothing sexual and even exceptional about it.
Nevertheless, the subsequent night time she requested once more. This time, quickly
after I had began, she mentioned, “Wait, let me take my bra
off.”
She eliminated it from below her t-shirt and lay again down.
Sadly she was cautious to not reveal something.
The removing of her bra enabled me to therapeutic massage her again
extra effectively and with out the interference of any
straps. After a number of minutes, I had bravely slipped my
fingers below her shirt and was transferring them over her
easy, heat pores and skin. Innocently she purred, “Oh, that
feels so good!”
This was an excessive amount of. Didn’t she understand how a lot I lusted
after her? Nonetheless, I used to be too afraid to danger
something. I cared for her as a buddy and didn’t wish to
make her mad, so I dutifully rubbed her again whereas my
dick throbbed in my pants.
This routine went on for weeks, then months, and
finally Angie was comfy sufficient to take away her
shirt completely; typically I bought a superb take a look at her
breasts however normally not. Then at some point I bought an excellent
thought (readers will marvel why I had not considered this
sooner) and expanded the backrub to incorporate her arms,
fingers, fingers, thighs, calves, ft, face, neck, even
her buttocks.
By now I had caressed, kneaded, and squeezed each half
of her physique besides her breasts and pubic area. She was
eradicating extra clothes, and shortly she was stripping to
only a pair of gymnasium shorts. I might sit on the mattress with
my again to the wall, and he or she would lean again in my arms
whereas I rubbed her neck and shoulders. Her eyes could be
closed, however mine could be staring down at her tits and
swollen nipples.
Lastly I might take it no extra, and gently cupped her
tits in my fingers. She squirmed a bit of, however made no
try to cease me, as I kneaded them gently. I stroked
the edges with my fingers, I weighed them in my palms, I
squooshed them flat in opposition to her chest. I did it very
“professionally” the was an actual masseur may. There was
nonetheless no suggestion of intercourse, our therapeutic massage routine was
nonetheless simply that–a therapeutic massage and no extra.
I used to be in heaven. The messages had been now lasting a full
hour. Lotion was added to the combo, then later a
blindfold. I started to marvel, “Did she need me? Was I
one step away from a wild fuck session? Was she ready
for me to make a transfer?” I remembered her warning after I
had kissed her some months in the past. I made a decision to go one step
additional. Throughout one therapeutic massage, I let my hand brush in opposition to
her pussy. No response. Once more I brushed it, tougher this
time. Nothing.
I pretended it was all a part of the routine, my fingers
would caress her foot, calf, thigh, pubic mound, her
crack, different thigh, calf, foot, then repeat. I by no means
lingered lengthy, as I didn’t wish to give her the
impression that my strikes had been something however official.
She trusted me to not assault her, and I shouldn’t betray
that belief. She had let me take it this far, and that
was so far as it ought to go. We had been simply buddies, after
all.
One night time I bought the sensible thought to ask her if she
would give me a therapeutic massage. She appeared uninterested, however
went by the motions anyway after I stripped to my
underwear and lay on the mattress. The entire therapeutic massage lasted
about two minutes earlier than she exclaimed, “My flip!” I
by no means requested her once more.
Lastly, I made a decision I might see how far I might go. I
started to look upon her as much less of a buddy and extra of a
intercourse object. I couldn’t assist it! I felt like she was
utilizing me. I used to be giving her every little thing she wished and
nothing she didn’t need; she was giving me the worst
case of blue balls mankind had ever identified. One heat
summer time night time, months after I had given her the primary
therapeutic massage, I entered her room with an air of
willpower.
I placed on Black Sabbath’s first album and turned off the
lights whereas she undressed right down to her panties and lay
on the mattress on her abdomen. I tied the blindfold round
her head and regarded her physique hungrily. She was sporting
white cotton panties, which lined what she had however
which gave her an air of candy innocence. I took off my
footwear and socks, leaving on my shorts and t-shirt, and
squirted a blob of lotion into my hand. I normally rubbed
my fingers collectively to heat the lotion however this time I
slapped it straight onto her again whereas it was nonetheless
chilly. She let loose a squeal, “It’s chilly!”
I straddled her ass as if it had been a saddle, and commenced to
gently rub the lotion onto her neck and shoulders. She
used her arms as a pillow, in order that they had been raised above her
head. This left the edges of her breasts uncovered. I
rubbed the edges of them the place they bulged from below
her chest. I then moved my means right down to hewr decrease again.
Subsequent, I raised the band of her panties and slipped a
hand inside, rubbing her ass cheeks. She gave no
response, so I pulled them down a bit, exposing her
cheeks, then slapped one. She squealed however did nothing
else. I pulled her panties again up and started working on
her ft. I rubbed between her toes and caressed her
ft a very long time, earlier than transferring as much as her calves, then
the again on her knees, then her thighs. I let my fingers
slip as far up as her crotch, which felt sizzling.
I grabbed her thighs and pulled them aside, only a
little, then rubbed the extra-soft area slightly below her
pussy, which I might odor. I breathed sizzling breath on her
twat, which was hidden simply beneath a skinny layer of
white 100% cotton, then turned her over.
I straddled her as soon as once more and grabbed her tits. These I
rubbed, squeezed, stroked with my fingertips, then gave
the nipples a delicate squeeze. No reation from Angie
in any way. I moved down her stomach whereas pondering my
subsequent transfer. My dick was on fireplace. It was so exhausting it harm a
little bit. Aspect One of many album ended, so I left her
and turned it over to Aspect Two.
The moonlight was streaming by her window,
illuminating her nearly bare physique. Her pores and skin was pale,
nearly white, her lips had been full and and pouty, her hair
black as night time. Her nipples stood erect and pink. As I
clambered again onto the mattress her breasts jiggled. I
gently lifted the eleastic band on her panties and
rubbed her pubic mound, only for a second earlier than pulling
my hand out and transferring down her legs. I didn’t wish to
alarm her;
I used to be having a superb time. I wished this to final by
Aspect Two at the very least.
She raised her arms over her head and put them behind
her head, which had the impact of creating her breasts
stand out even additional. Instinctively I moved again up
her legs, brushing my hand over her crocth reasonably
roughly, straddling her and urgent my physique in opposition to
hers. I knew she might really feel my hardness in opposition to her leg.
I climbed ahead and let my dick rub in opposition to her for a
second.
I knew for sure that she knew this was turning me on.
However was it turning her on? I now not cared. As “A Bit
of Finger” started to playon the file participant, I chuckled
as I rubbed my finger over her slit. The white cotton
was moist: this was turning her on, as properly. If I
weren’t such a coward I may need taken her proper
there, however I used to be nonetheless afraid. I wasn’t certain she
wouldn’t sit up out of the blue and say, “No, Paul! That’s
sufficient!”
My dick was so sizzling I used to be certain it was glowing like a
white-hot poker. I carefull took off my shorts however left
my briefs on, then straddled her as soon as extra. Slowly, I
pulled down the waistband of my underwear, exposing my
full erection. I put extra lotion on my hand, then started
to stroke myself with one hand, whereas kneading considered one of
her tits with my different hand. I moved slowly, so she
wouldn’t guess what I used to be doing. I pinched one nipple,
then the opposite, and I jacked off with the lotion.
Awkwardly, I moved down and took a deep breath of her
pussy odor, which was potent and which served solely to
arouse me extra. I let my lips brush in opposition to the material
overlaying her mound, then licked her thigh, earlier than
positioning myself as soon as once more atop her as if if I had been
using a horse. I used to be on the brink of cum, so I pumped
my dick sooner and sooner as I squeezed a tit, a bit of
too exhausting, I feel, for I used to be additionally utilizing it for help,
for she uttered a faint, “Ouch!”
Lastly I exploded with a muffled grunt as a thick,
gooey rope of cum made a stripe on her physique from her
navel to her cheek. A second squirt coated a breast, a
third landed on her arm. I ended for a second and
licked the cum off her cheek, grateful she was nonetheless
blindfolded. She appeared oblivious to the entire thing.
I grabbed the lotion bottle and squirted some lotion on
her in varied locations. Did she not discover the distinction
in temperature between my sizzling jism and the chilly lotion?
She actually mentioned nothing as I started to rub a
cum/lotion combination into her younger flesh.
Later, after I eliminated the blindfold, she mentioned to me,
“That was sooo enjoyable. Thanks a lot, Paul.” She
mentioned this with none indication that she knew what I
had accomplished.
Quickly after this I moved away to go to varsity, and I
by no means bought to fuck my pleasant, pretty buddy.