I (24F) finally fucked my friend (21F)

So, this was almost two years ago. My bf (40M) at the time was extremely supportive of my quest for sexual ventures. Whilst he was more conservative, he understood my ravenous hunger for new sexual memories.

One Winter Saturday morning, I was at the local markets when I heard someone call my name. I turned around, and to my surprise, I saw that it was her. God, she looked so sexy. She was a 5ft2 subcontinental with smallish tits but a very plushy arse. Her bronzed skin complemented her long silky dark hair and she had heavy winged eye liner on that made her chestnut eyes sparkle. She was a distant friend, whom I had connected with at a party a few months ago. Back then, we had shared a heated bathroom kiss but had lost contact after that night. Sauntering up to me, she kissed my cheek and I caught a smell of her lingering perfume. Linen and lavender. “You have no idea – I’m so glad to see you,” she smiled. I invited her to join my bf and I for dinner that night.

I chose a local dumpling fusion joint that night and she turned up in a long figure-hugging black dress which accentuated the curves of her hips. She winked at me as our eyes met when she walked in. I turned to my bf, “babe, I’m fucking her tonight”. It was to be his first threesome, and so all he could do was nod.

I told her to pick a bottle of Shiraz for the table, and we spent a few hours catching up on old and lost times. Her hand was firmly resting on my upper thigh the entire night, drawing on my skin with her sharp nails. She must have felt the heat radiate from my pussy. I wanted her to touch me. Feel that I was dripping for her. A few times over the dinner, she intimately tucked my hair behind my ear. Extremely distracting but she wanted to make it known that I was hers for the night. With my bf settling up the bill, I pulled her chin close and kissed her lips. She felt soft and oddly familiar. She looked at me in adoration and kissed me back, this time her tongue darting for mine. “Can I come back to your place?” She asked.

My bf showed her around the place, and we undressed an item of each other’s clothing whenever we left a room. Our garments and jewellery were dotted across the entire place. She was wearing a leather chemise that hugged her body, which strangely complemented my red lace bra and garter set. Yet, by the time we ended the tour in the living room, my bf had stripped us both of our lingerie. All that was left were our lipstick stains which were marked across all three of our bodies and all over my bf’s erect cock.

In the living room, she pushed me onto his white couch and straddled me. Her warm tits were pressed against my own and her pussy was so wet in my lap. Our nipples brushed against each other, sending electrical jolt across my skin. I am sure she could feel my heart pounding. She slowly started grinding her hips, leaving a trail of her juices across my stomach when I licked her nipples. I could fit her perky breasts inside of my mouth. She threw her head back and ran her fingers through her hair, moaning as I kissed tenderly down her neck and across her collarbones. Her breasts were gently bouncing in my face. My hands were gliding down her soft body, tracing down her spine to grab her plump arse. You can read from my other stories, that I am a total whore for cock, but fuck, I do enjoy the sexy curves of a woman. I turned to pull in my bf who was sitting with of champagne next to us, watching. “Kiss her”, I instructed.

As it was his first threesome, it took him a while to get into it, but he soon took both of our hands and led us into his bedroom, instructing us to lie on the bed next to each other with our legs spread apart for him. She held onto my hand. My bf started eating me out, and I couldn’t help but grip his head and thrust my hips into his mouth. “I can taste her on you”, he smiled. His other hand was playing around with her pussy and she had her eyes closed in complete ecstasy. She was desperately grasping onto my hand now. We pulled him in between us both and exchanged sloppy scented kisses between us all, before she asked him to enter her. The whole time his eyes were locked on mine, he was watching me giggle from the sidelines. He thrusted inside of her raw as she arched her back to meet his rhythm. He didn’t last long, and she let him cum inside of her, on the condition that he was loud. She was delighted when I went down on her afterwards so that I could sample some of his cum mixed with her juices.

We tried out varying dynamics throughout the entire night and I was surprised at my bf’s confident creativity. It was a cold night, and so the windows were beginning to fog up. Sometimes, my bf would lie next to us stroking himself and perving on us playing with each other. Other times, I would watch her cum to completion on top of him. We stopped for champagne, cheese and to check in on the Formula 1 race. She and I would sit on the balcony. naked under a blanket, share a cigarette and watch the city bustling below. She told me about the art studio she was shortly opening down the road, and I showed her photos of my recent Europe trip.

My bf had floor to ceiling French windows in his kitchen, which gave the busy street traffic a view directly into the apartment. I would often walk around naked in front of these windows making coffee for us, or make him bend me over the counter and rail me…putting on a show for traffic. This time, I pulled her atop the kitchen counter and licked her little pussy. She was humping on my fingers and I could feel her pussy clenching around me. She soon starting quivering and moaning, before squirting slightly in my mouth. Exhaling, she bent over to taste herself off of my lips. An evening of sex had left her looking so dishevelled, but she looked damn gorgeous. A few cars honked below in appreciation and we shared a laugh. We even heard a girl drunkenly call out, “I’ll have what you’re having please”.

The hedonistic night of pleasure lasted until her boyfriend texted her calling her home. I walked her out to her taxi and we embraced for the last time. “Call me next time, yeah?” She whispered in my ear.

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