The steam rose up in the shower as I doused myself in hot water. As I rubbed the Jasmine-scented soap over my body, my mind once again filled with thoughts of him. We’d been best friends since high school, went to college together, and now shared an apartment. We were having the time of our lives. But things started to change. We were both single, and had been so for as long as we were living together. We started to become closer. Closer than we had ever been. Closer than we were comfortable being. We knew we had strong feelings for each other, but we were scared. Our friendship just meant too much to throw away if things ever went wrong. Our fear had driven us away from each other. But that evening things changed.
It was a Friday. I left work early as usual so I got back home and got in the shower. He would only get off work a couple of hours later than me. I stood in the shower for a long time. I’d had a hard day. The work was getting really stressful and things with him weren’t particularly great either. I turned the water off and pulled the shower curtain aside. I tied a towel around myself and stepped out into my room. I wanted a drink, and figuring I was alone at home, I didn’t bother to dress up. I opened my door only to bump into him, literally. He caught me in his arms to break my fall. The feel of his skin against my bare shoulders sent a wave of warmth through my body. He had gotten home when I was in the shower.
I realized that I was still in my towel, water drops from my body dripping onto the carpeted floor near our bedrooms. Neither one of us made an effort to let go. We looked into each other’s eyes, and saw the longing for each other that we knew was there. He slowly moved his face towards mine, and kissed me. I felt him run his hands up my back, and he held my face with one as he kissed me deeply. We slowly moved to my room, still in each other’s arms until I reached the foot of my bed. Then I felt the impulse to do something I had never expected to actually do. I reached up to my chest, loosened the knot that held my towel in place, and let it fall to the floor. I stood there, naked. His eyes ran over my entire body before locking with mine. A breeze made me shiver as I was still wet from my bath. I embraced him as he kissed me again. He ran his hands over the bare skin of my back, ensuring not to go too low, savouring the feeling, wanting it to last as long as possible. I wanted him to go lower, but he would make me wait.
I pulled back and kneeled down in front of him to undo his pants. He pulled his shirt over his head. I lowered his boxer shorts, and held his already-hard shaft in my hand. I gently massaged it, running my other hand down towards his sack and fondling it. My skin was still cold from the shower, and it sent waves of pleasure through his body, making him groan. I teased the tip of my penis with my mouth. I then moved my hand out of the way, and took him in my mouth. I ran my tongue around the tip, before taking it in fully. I moved my head back and forth, sucking it as he ran his fingers through my hair. It’d been long since I had tasted anyone. I made the most of it. I let out a low groan as I continued to suck his shaft, licking up his pre-cum as it came. I could sense that he was reaching his climax, and it was coming hard and fast. I wanted him to explode in my mouth.
“Stop,” he said.
“No. Cum in my mouth.” I continued to work away. He gently pushed me back, wanting to delay it as long as possible. I stood up slowly, and as I did I brushed my breasts against his penis, trying to torture him for denying me.
When I stood up all the way he put his hands on my butt, and lifted me off the floor as I spread my legs on either side of his waist. As he walked over to the bed, he kissed the upper curves of my breasts, moving downwards, getting tantalizingly close to my nipples.
He gently laid me down on the bed. He climbed over me and leaned forward to kiss me. He worked his way down from my lips, to my neck and collarbone. My breath started coming heavily. He moved to my left breast and kissed it around my hard nipple, while he took my other breast entirely in his hand and massaged it. He kissed my nipple, and gently sucked on it. I moaned a low moan, as my breathing grew even heavier. Then he took my other breast in his mouth and repeated the same thing. Then he gently pinched my nipples, sending pleasure pulsing throughout my body, as I twisted about the bed, pussy throbbing.
As he moved downwards, he ran his hand along my belly and over my navel, making me tuck my belly in reflex. He pulled my legs apart by my knees, exposing my already wet pussy to me. I let out a distinct sigh. This was the moment I’d wanted. The moment I’d been waiting for. I was opened up to him, and my innermost parts lay bare to him. He slowly moved up, along the insides of my thighs, kissing them as he moved. When he reached my pussy he started licking my juices as they flowed. The sensation of his tongue on my lips was unbelievable. I let out a long soft moan. I squeezed my legs together, trying to put more pressure on my pussy, but he held my legs firmly apart. He continuously licked at me, biting the lips of my pussy from time to time, making sure to tease the nub that was my clit. He finally reached up and took it in his mouth. He sucked on it and gently bit it. I could smell my juices that flowed from my hole. He vigorously played with my clit using his tongue. My moans came louder. I was getting close. He moved his face away and slipped a finger inside and started moving in and out, slowly at first, and then faster. Another two fingers joined the first, stretching my pussy. He curved them upward to make sure he hit my spot. I moaned louder and louder. My juices flowed steadily onto his hand. I could feel my body start to shake as he reached over to pinch my nipple. I took my other breast in my hand and pulled it up to suck on it. All of a sudden I was out of control. I arched my back, threw my head back and screamed, as I squirted my juices all over the bed and his hand. I screamed in ecstasy as the pleasure raced through every nerve in my body, driving me crazy. He continued to finger me till I stopped moving and lay still.
“Oh fuck yeah.” The words came breathlessly from my mouth.
But he wasn’t done. He lifted my legs up, with me still on my back, and put one foot over each of his shoulders. He moved his hand down to guide his penis into me from behind. He teased my opening with his tip first, then plunged into me. He pushed hard and deep and held there. The sensation drove me wild. I moaned loud and long. Then he slowly started thrusting in and out, making sure not to go deep at first. He was torturing me. Then he started going faster and faster. His penis was covered in my juices as I moaned again.
“Harder! Deeper!” I cried. He pushed further inside me. “Yeah! Yeah! Mmmm….”
“God you’re so fucking tight,” he said.
And just as I was about to cum again I pushed him away. He pulled out of me and moved his face near my pussy as as I rubbed my clit violently, getting ready for another shower. All I could hear after that were my screams and moans as I squirted my juices all over his face this time. I rolled over onto my side when I was done, pressing my legs together, smearing my juices all over the insides of my thighs.
When I was once again able to, I turned onto my stomach, and lifted my hip in the air to meet his penis as he kneeled behind me. He wasted no time getting inside me. He pushed hard and deep, trying to reach as far in as possible. I tightened my pussy around his shaft. He let out a low groan as he continued to thrust even harder into me. The heat in my wet pussy and the rubbing sensation drove me wild. Once again my moans came louder and louder as I screamed for a third time that night. I shook uncontrollably as my knees nearly gave way beneath me. I squeezed my eyes shut as my juices drenched the covers and the sensation overwhelmed me again. He held my hip up to prevent me from falling over.
Then he turned me around and I moved back to sit up against the headboard. He moved towards me, bringing his shaft towards my mouth. As he did I pulled him closer, urging him to move faster. Once he was near I took him whole in my mouth, moaning as I sucked vigorously on his shaft. I wanted his cum. I needed his cum. He let himself go altogether, as the vibrations from my moans ran up and down his shaft. He groaned low and long. It wasn’t long before he exploded in my mouth with full force, spilling his white fluid into my mouth. This time it was him whose knees nearly bucked. I lapped up his cum like it was an oasis in the desert. I massaged his sack to get every last drop of his cum out and into my mouth. Then I pulled him down and kissed him. I transferred some of his own cum into his mouth as my tongue encircled his. He swallowed the salty liquid that I left in his mouth.
Exhausted, we both lay under the covers and cuddled. The covers were still wet from my juices. He made sure that the wet area covered his body. He liked my scent and my wetness, and I liked that he liked it. He was ready to call it a night when I gave him another surprise. I reached down and started massaging his penis. He did not mind one bit. It took a few minutes before he was hard again. This time, I turned away from him, had him spoon me, and slipped his penis into my pussy, and so we fell asleep…