This is a repost with corrected spelling, and better grammar. Just disregard the last one. Hopefully it will be erased soon.
My name is Liam. I'm a fairly average looking bisexual hispanic guy. Though the girls probably don't always agree. I'm 25 years old, 5' 7", and I have an olive complexion. Now that you know about me, let me tell you about my friend Sarah.
I'm not sure where to begin? She's maybe 5' 6-7", with a fair complexion. Red hair, and bright blue eyes that change to green when her mood changes. She has a great set of tits that would make a texan give up red meat. A full round ass, and thighs that beg to be draped over your shoulders. Then theres her scent....god she smelled like heaven on earth. I wanted to worship every square inch of her delicious body.
We had been friends for a few weeks now, and I loved every minute of it. Usually I would hangout with her at her job, and drive her home afterward. We would joke about sex, talk about sex, and hate the fact that neither of us were currently having sex. Something that I wanted to rectify in a mutually beneficial way. Which is why I was saddened and disappointed when she named me on a list of people she couldn't have sex with. It would have been fine if she had said it in private, but there were others around. Others whom I'm sure noticed the slightly hurt look on my face. The reason she gave me was that it would feel strange given our friendship. Though I suspected it had more to do with the fact that I wasn't a tall, muscly, adonis like shes used to.
It took a day or two but I got over it, and resigned myself to the fact that we would always be just friends. It was better then nothing, and she was always fun to be around. The only thing that was a little harder to get used to was hearing her talk about wanting to fuck this guy or that guy. When I was sitting right in front of her, primed like a powder keg ready to blow. This to would come to pass though.
Wednesday this week I picked Sarah up at her place, and we drove around looking for some way to kill time. Finding absolutely nothing worth doing. I suggested a movie and a pizza at her place. She thought about it for a moment, and I noticed some apprehension on her face. I assured her that I could be trusted, and I would be a perfect gentlemen. Something that I truly believed myself. After a quick stop at the local blockbuster for a movie we both wanted to watch. We picked up the pizza, drinks, and headed back to her place.
Sarah was currently living in a hotel room above a local bar. It wasn't her ideal living situation, but what choice did she have. It wasn't the worst place I'd ever been. It was a single room with a small bathroom through a door on the left side of the room. There were no chairs in the room, so we had to sit on the bed. I popped the DVD into the player and started it up, then sat back with a slice of pizza. During the movie I would glance over at Sarah, and study the rise and fall of her breasts as she focused on the movie. I honestly tried not to, but they were right there in front of me, and I had already seen this movie a few times.
When the movie finished we decided to see what was on cable. We decided on True Blood reruns, because it was something we both enjoyed. The thing about True blood though is the fact that the sex scenes are great. A little too great I thought as I felt the start of a westward expansion in my briefs. Lucky for me, Sarah was to enthralled in the show to notice. Saving me the embarrassment of being kicked out for being a perv.
It was a few episodes later that I heard her suddenly squeal. I turned my head toward the startling sound to see that Sarah had spilled her drink all over her shirt, and the crotch of her pants. I couldn't help
but laugh at first, but that faded away quickly as I realized that the front of her shirt was now see through. I marveled at the sight her bouncing tits while she ran to the bathroom to dry off. Sarah shut her self in the bathroom so quickly that she hadn't properly closed the door. She used some paper towels to soak up some of the liquid, but decided it would be easier to just change into her robe. Then threw her soiled clothes in the hamper to be cleaned later.
I was looking at Sarah's refection through the inch wide opening in the door. I sat in complete awe as she peeled her clothes off till she stood in just a wet pair of cotton panties. I could make out her pussy
lips through the transparent material, and I wished I could get a closer look. Just then Sarah hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties, and bent forward as she removed the only thing standing between me and the object of my burning desire.
It felt as though time had slowed to a crawl, and I was in a trance as I stood from my position on the bed, and made my way to the bathroom door. My heart was pounding like a jackhammer. I knew what I was doing was wrong as well as risky, but I was running on pure lust at the moment. Sarah pulled her robe over herself, and closed her eyes. She ran her hands down her stomach to her thighs, and brought a hand down to tease her clit. She let one of her fingers slid inside, and she wished I wasn't in the next room so she could get herself off. Just as she thought this though I pressed myself against her back, cupped her breast squeezing ever so lightly.
Sarah's eyes flew open in shock at the unexpected warmth of my touch. She was embarrassed, and felt a little scared. She locked her eyes to mine in the mirror, and asked me what I was doing. I smiled and said, "whatever your body needs me to do". I don't know why I said that, but it felt like the right thing to say at the time. Sarah looked as if she was contemplating whether or not she should let me continue. "I can't do this with you Liam, you know that". I ignored her and pinched her nipples, drawing a shuddering sigh from her lips.
"Just close your eyes Sarah, Just pretend that it's someone else, Just this once. Enjoy the feeling right now, and tomorrow we'll pretend it never happened". I didn't wait for a reply. I just started nibbling on her earlobe and kissed my way down to the nape of her neck sucking and licking. Sarah's breathing was getting more shallow, and a pink blush started to spread from her face to her chest. She started to rub her thighs together, pushing her ass into my crotch at the same time. I whispered hotly, “Sarah, bend over and put her hands on the sink”. She did as instructed and I started to kiss my way down her back. Sarah shivered enjoying the feeling when it suddenly stopped.
Sarah opened her eyes to see I way no longer their. She walked into the room to see me sitting on the bed waiting for her. I unbuckled my pants, and slid them off. leaving me in briefs and a t shirt. Sarah walked so slowly that it seemed like she was being pulled across the room against her will. She stared at the outline of my cock. For a second I thought she might come to her senses, and ask me to leave, but that thought left me as she dropped to her knees in front of me. She reached her hands up, and grasped my briefs tugging them down, and off my legs. Sarah's fingers wrapped around my dick, as she stroked me up and down my length.
I was truly surprised that I had forgotten how amazing it felt to have the hands of another person on me. The feeling of her warm breath making me even harder. Sarah kissed the head, licking up the small amount of precum on the tip. She licked all over then her tongue gripped me like a snake before engulfing it's prey, and engulf me she did. She sucked me into the back of her throat gagging a little, but not to much. She drove me to the edge, and when I thought it couldn't get better she began to hum. The vibrations where completely different from anything I had ever felt in my life. I would have shot my load right then if I hadn't reluctantly pushed her away.
Sarah looked furious that I pushed her away, but I explained that I didn't want the fun to end so quickly. I took her hand, and helped her to her feet. I reached around Sarah's waist with my right hand pulling her up against me. I caressed her face with my left hand feeling her soft skin, and engaged her in a passionate kiss. Her eyes had changed to a bright jade hue, and I saw a hunger in her. One that I shared whole heartedly. With renewed lust I leaned in for another kiss, but stopped part of the way. Forcing her to lean in to meet my lips, and just as her mouth was about to graze mine. I whispered, “Lay on the bed”.
Sarah pecked me on the lips, scooting to the center of the bed. She knew what was coming now. I climbed onto the bed between her legs inhaling her sweet aroma. It made my mouth water, it still does whenever I think back to that day. Hooking my arms under her knees I lifted her thighs to rest on my shoulders. I didn't know whether to just dive right in or tease her a little. I chose to tease her as i'm kind of a bastard like that. I planted a soft trail of kisses up her right thigh. Skipping over her pussy, and moving onto the left thigh then back. I deliberately kissed, and licked around her pussy occasionally landing a kiss on her engorged clit. Finally I started licking her pussy lips before burying my tongue inside. My nose pressed against her clit so that every movement of my head would illicit a throaty moan.
She started to grind herself on my mouth in small clockwise circles as I drank her nectar. She was so adorable, trying to keep from being too loud. As cute as that was though, I was going to make her vocalize her satisfaction as loudly as possible. My left hand snaked up to pinch, and twist her nipples. While my other hand started to finger her, as I sucked on her clit. Sarah could feel her first orgasm rising, and I was fully prepared to make sure it was memorable.
I continued to finger her quickly. making sure to press against her g-spot, while bumping into her clit with my thumb. Sarah's breathing was getting quicker, her eyes were shut tight, and a light sheen of sweat began to appear on her brow. I smacked sarah lightly on the check to get her attention and said, “I want you to cum for me now!”. With that she started to shake, her mouth opened in a breathless moan, and her pussy began to clamp down on my fingers hard. I withdrew my fingers quickly kneeling between her legs, and reinserting my two middle fingers. I pistoned my fingers in a up and down motion focusing completely on her g-spot now. Now in my opinion there is absolutely nothing more sublime then fingering a women through an orgasm. Sarah's head started to thrash from side to side as she hit her second orgasm. Her pussy clamping down harder as if it wanted to break my hand, but I didn't let up yet. I wanted one more before moving on, and in about 20 seconds I was granted my wish as she yelled, “Fucking!..Oh...God!, yes!”.
Sarah's head was spinning, and it wouldn't stop anytime soon. Sarah was very sensitive to the slightest touch now. Having experienced this many times before with past girlfriends I knew just what to do. I moved up the bed laying next to my radiant angel. I kissed along her collar bone up to her ear as she kept having little after shocks and whispered, “It's okay baby just enjoy it”. While my finger traced up and down between her breast a huge smile crept across her face and she finally spoke, “How the hell did you do that?”. I just laughed telling her we could talk later, and asked her if she was ready to continue.
Sarah's smile grew bigger, and she pulled me in for a hard kiss. I needed no more encouragement, and climbed back between her legs resting my dick against the entrance of her vagina. “You sure your ready?”, I asked. “I'm red-uh...”, is all she got out as I thrust myself entirely into her in one push. I pushed in and out loving the tightness of and the warmth. Sarah grabbed her own tits, rubbing her nipples as she bounced back and forth on the bed. It was at that moment that I placed my hand on her throat squeezing hard enough to restrict her breathing, but light enough not to hurt her. Her eyes shot open, and rolled back into her head as she reached another orgasm. Ever since I first met her I figured she would like to be choked.
Grabbing a pillow, and lifting her ass. I placed the pillow under her to give me extra leverage. I pressed myself down against her, wrapped her legs around my waist, and told her to hold on tight. I fucked her as hard, and fast as I could, and the leverage from the pillows allowed me to penetrate deeper, and rub against her g-spot again. (I can't stress how important the G-spot is guys) I tried to keep track of her back to back orgasms. Between the insane tightness of her clamping pussy, and the sounds of pleasure escaping from her mouth. I could feel my own orgasm swiftly rising. As if Sarah knew I was close she yelled, “Do it Papi! Cum for me Papi! Make me yours!”. That's all it took for me to explode in earth shattering orgasm. It felt like it took me years to recover, as I laid on top of her bathed in sweet. When I finally mustered the strength to roll off Sarah. I laid next to her, and cradled her in my arms enjoying the afterglow. I stared into her eyes, and kissed her before we both passed out from exhaustion.
In the morning I woke to find Sarah staring at me. I smiled, and we both laughed. Few words were exchanged, and to this day we haven't talked about it again. We just share knowing glances, giggles, and wanton looks. I don't know if we'll ever sleep together again, but even If we don't the memory will stay with me for the rest of my life.