WARNING: Kind of Long. A story of two friends who discover just how close they are.
I was sat on my own watching TV one night about a year ago when my best friend rang me in tears. Her boyfriend had just broken up with her so I invited her round for a glass of wine and a good chick flick. She arrived about an hour later, do we cracked open the wine, put on a movie and got comfortable on the couch. By the time the movie had finished we had drunk two bottles of red wine, and had moved on to the vodka. The alcohol made my friend, whose name is Layla, a little emotion and she started crying again. I gave her a cuddle and asked what her boyfriend had dumped her for.
“He dumped me because he found someone else, he said its cause I’m fat and ugly and she’s beautiful” I was shocked at this, Layla wasn’t the skinniest of people, she was curvaceous but nowhere near fat. She was also gorgeous, she had such a cute, innocent face and bright blue eyes that made her look angelic. She had long blonde hair that had a natural wave to it, which was shockingly different to my straight brunette hair and dark eyes.
“Hes an idiot, your absolutely gorgeous!” She didn’t believe me, and we argued about it for an hour until she finally got tired of it and shouted “Prove it”. Before I realised what I was doing, I put my hands behind her head and pulled her in for a kiss. Our lips touched briefly, but passionately. I quickly pulled away once I realised and looked at Layla sheepishly. “Im so sorry, I didn’t realise what I was doing!” I jumped to my feet and just stood there looking down at her. She grabbed hold of my wrists, pulled me back onto the sofa and kissed me firmly. She stopped for a second, looked into my eyes then kissed me again, softer this time. My tongue instinctively found its way into her mouth and we made out. I had never kissed a woman like this before but it was amazing. My hands slowly slid up her chunky thighs and found there way to her breasts. I gently fondled her huge 34D’s as she ran her long fingernails down my back. I was already dripping wet, and I couldnt control myself anymore. I stood up and pulled her to her feet. Grabbing hold of her hand I pulled her through the living room, up the stairs and pushed her into my bedroom. I shut the door, pushed her up against it and resumed this kiss.
Everything moved faster now, she grabbed the hem of my t shirt and yanked it over my head and threw it on the floor, I returned the favour. I quickly dropped my pyjama shorts and stepped out of them, watching closely and Layla did the same thing. We melted into each other again and fell on to the bed. All the time we were giggling softly. I pushed Layla down and climbed on top of her, straddling her stomach. I kissed her once on the lips, then the neck, then the shoulder and slowly made my down to her breasts. Luckily for me, her bra unhooked at the front and had no straps so it was easy for me to get off. Her nipples were big and dark. They were already stiff so I flicked my tongue against each one a few times the get them wet. Then I carried on down her stomach. I finally got to her panties. They were a light blue colour, and had little wet patches all over them from her leaking pussy. I pulled them down slowly revealing her puffy bald pussy. I yanked her panties off and threw them in a heap with the rest of our clothes. I ran my tongue slowly down her slit and she quivered beneath me. Using one hand, i spread her puffy lips to reveal her beautiful little hole. Layla was only 17, and hadn’t yet been ravaged by hundreds of cocks so she was still nice and tight. I slipped two fingers in and started to fuck her slowly with them. At the same time, my tongue was furiously flicking away at her hard little clit. With each flick her whole body shook. I knew she was closed to coming so I started gently nibbling on her clit as well as licking it. I felt her pussy tightening around my fingers and her moaning was getting increasingly loud, so I removed my fingers and starting pushing my tongue into her tight little hole instead. After the 6th or 7th thrust of my tongue, Layla started shaking violently and screaming as loud as she could. Her pussy was gushing sweet juices that I hungrily lapped up. I licked her clit slowly and she gradually calmed down. Once her orgasm was over, I slid back up her body and kissed her hard so she could taste her own juices. We smiled throughout the kiss and once it was over, I collapsed next to her on the bed. She adjusted her position and moved so that her head was resting on my chest.
“Thank you, that was absolutely amazing. I’ll definitely return the favour tomorrow, but now for I think I should get some sleep.” Without replying, I kissed the top of her head softly then laid my head back on the pillow. After a few minutes of laying in silence, with her panting the only sound audible, she grabbed the blanket off the floor and pulled it over us. We closed our eyes and drifted off to sleep. My last thought was how good tomorrow would be if Layla kept her promise.
This is my first ever story, so let me know what you think. If i get good reviews, I might write a second chapter where Layla fulfils her promise.