My best friend sucked cum out of me once

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I met my best friend, Sam, in college. She and I had a great friendship throughout the years. We were able to become close with each other, vulnerable even, without actually dating or fooling around. I will admit, though, I have stroked myself thinking about her on more than one occasion.

As we grew older, we would flirt and tease more and more, but again, never acted on anything. Then, one night, I’m alone in my apartment and I’m talking to her while watching Netflix. It’s absolutely freezing outside, it had just snowed, and I’m bundled up. For whatever reason, I was absolutely worked up. My cock was hard, aching even, and every time I moved, my cock would rub against my shorts, my blanket, my leg, whatever, and it was begging me to stuff it into a warm, tight pussy. Which is hard to do when you’re alone.

My urges, my struggle, leaked into my conversation with Sam. I asked if she would like to play truth or dare and she agreed. Things started off innocently enough. “I dare you to Snapchat me a pic of you drinking vinegar” or “What is the worst thing you’ve ever done” type stuff.

Then… my throbbing hard cock started to talk. Things became flirty. I asked if she’d ever thought of me while she masturbated and she said yes. Holy. Fuck. This is my best friend. I thought of her laying on her back, biting her lip, stroking her clit as she imagined me inside of her. She asked me the same. I told her, “Yeah. More than once.”

“Lol,” she replied. What the hell does that mean? Does she just think it’s funny? Is she turned on? I said fuck it. Flirt some more. She chose dare.

“I dare you to sext me for one hour,” I texted her.

“LOL okay,” she replied. I seriously thought my cock was going to violently shoot out a gallon of cum. It was nearly painful how stretched and hard it was getting.

We sexted for one hour. It was the hottest hour of my life. She told me she wants my cum in her mouth. I told her I wanted her dripping down my shaft as she bounces up and down on my dick, pumping my cum into her. She told me she was so fucking wet and was going to cum. I told her, “Cum baby. Fucking orgasm thinking about my dick grinding into you, making your fucking toes curl as you grip my back and feel me fuck you hard.” She told me she’d come.

On the dot, I texted one hour after. “That’s one hour :)”

“Lol,” I got again. I knew I had her. There was no way she wasn’t wet.

“Did you really cum?” I asked.

“Yeah lol.”

“I’m not gonna lie, I kinda want you right now.”

“Yeah I won’t lie, I want you so bad right now.”

I knew at that moment we were going to fuck. I asked her if I drove over there would she ride my cock, and she said yes. I threw on some jeans, a coat, not even a shirt, and started the car. I didn’t tell her I was already on my way, of course. I just told her I’m seriously about to come fuck her.

The next message was a pussy picture. My closest ally. The person who has been there for me, and with me, through it all. For the first time, there it was. Using two fingers, she spread her lips. It was glistening in the light. Dripping down her ass cheek to the bed. “Come fuck me,” she wrote.

I got outside her house and my whole body shook violently with adrenaline. I told her I was here. She told me the door was unlocked. I walked through the front door. I didn’t see her at first, just her living room, kitchen, and the hallway leading to her bedroom. In the room, I thought. I started that way when she turns the corner. Bra, no panties. No socks. Just her. For the first time, I am seeing her naked in person and we want to fuck each other. I kissed her lips. My God, it felt amazing. She swung her arms around me and pulled my mouth hard into hers. Her tongue felt amazing against mine. I grabbed her hips and pulled her tight into me.

She absolutely took over. With full confidence, she took my hand and led me to the bedroom. I watched her ass bounce with every step. She took me right to the foot of her bed, got down on her knees, and unbundled my belt. I cannot believe this is happening.

The contradiction between the freezing cold and the warmth of her mouth sent my body into the most amazing trance. I heard her moaning as she grabbed my dick and wrapped her lips around it. Her tongue slid along the bottom of my cock, and it flexed on its own every time it drew closer to the back of her throat. My friend was sucking my cock, feeling the muscles of it in her hand and mouth. I moaned, allowing my body to feel it all.

I got to full swelling when she stood up and pulled me on top of her on the bed. We kissed, and I knew she would want foreplay before I slide in (ironically, I learned that in an AP Psychology class we’d taken together). I kissed her neck and heard her sharp inhale as if she realized what was next. I kissed her breasts, and pulled her nipple from her bra, and gently used my lips and tongue to play with it. I made sure at all times, some part of me was pressed against that clit as I kissed and licked my way down. When I got to her pussy, the warmth of it radiated against the cheeks of my face. I gave it a gentle kiss as if you’re saying goodbye to a loved one. Her reflexes caused her back to arch. Her feet planted firm into the mattress. I looked up at her and gave it a little harder of a kiss. She moaned and her hand found my hair. Then I went for it. My tongue grappled with her pussy, licking and kissing. Making her legs flex and release. Her body language said it all. Effort long, she was shoving my tongue into her, working her hips to face fuck me. I became just an object. My face was just a toy for her to fuck hard until she came aggressively. I gripped her thighs and planted my head firmly between her legs. Her head flew back. “Fuck!” she would shout. I knew she was cumming on my mouth. I was loving it. My cock kept hitting the mattress, begging me to put it into her.

So I did. When I felt the time was right, I came up and kissed her, letting her taste herself on my tongue. I grabbed my throbbing dick and teased her with it, rubbing her clit and the opening of her slippery vagina with the tip and shaft. She couldn’t take it. She grabbed it, lined it up, and took a huge breath as it slowly went in. The whole thing. She looked up at me. The sexual tension I’d felt for years was in her sparkling eyes as she placed her right hand on my abdomen. I placed the bottoms of her feet on my chest and began thrusting.

With every pump, I knew I was closer to cumming. She was leaking everywhere, soaking my shaft and my fucking balls as I slammed the whole thing in. I finally brought my chest to hers, slamming into her at a downward angle. Her fingernails dug into my back. Her muscular thighs wrapped around my waist. She was becoming loud, her moans echoing off the walls. I thought I was about to lose it when she said my name. She bit down deep into my left shoulder, and I knew she was cumming. I went as hard as I could, making sure I came down at the right angle to punish her g-spot.

“I’m about to cum,” I told her.

“Wait,” she managed in an exasperated exhale.

She pushed me off and grabbed my soaked cock. She sucked everything that came from per pussy off.

“I’m cumming,” I moaned as my back tightened and my knees nearly buckled.

The first burst of cum pumped from my flexing shaft in her grip made it to her mouth. She then looked up and swallowed quickly and smiled as my warm, thick juice landed on the smooth, soft skin on her chest. She stroked me in ways I have yet to be stroked since as she got every drop out onto her chest. Of course, playfully teasing me, she kissed the tip, sucking that final drop that remained off of me.

I had just fucked, and came on, someone I have cared about for so long.

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