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Fiona4: 29 o’clock woke up early and unconsciously wanted to enjoy the feeling of sharing my bed with someone instead of just with my vibrator. However, it wasn’t anyone. It was zoey. I watched her slept peacefully. She had a slightly satisfied smile on her face or was it just wishful thinking? Her hair was messed up;She looked as if she had had a night wild sex … and she had!It was difficult to resist a little look under the ceiling to admire her beautiful breasts.
I thought of sucking, kissing and playing with them a few hours ago. These moments were really wonderful, although I was a real fear in mind. This was her first time and she always insisted that she was 100% hetero. What would happen if she woke up? Would she regret everything we had done and run into the mountains? Would destroy our friendship? Why was I so stupid to sleep with my best friend? I had completely exceeded the border in a moment of weakness.
It all happened before and had persecuted me for years. When I was much younger (maybe for some, too young), my best friend and I spent a lot of time to experiment with each other and become more intimate every time. It was regularly fully on multi orgasm sex. I loved it every second. It was my first experience with sex and love and I was head over her head in love with her. The problem was that her older sister caught us while we put our favorite pastime while rubbing my pussy, of course naked and just when we reached the orgasm.
Oh shit. In addition to a number of other abuse, she called us a few disgusting sluts and went. The next Monday morning at school may have been the worst day of my whole life. Everyone knew. Even the teachers;Her sister had told everything. Even my former best friend distanced himself from me. My heart was totally broken and apparently left her off the hook. I became the joke of the school and a total social emitted. Even the nerdy children didn’t want to have anything to do with me.
I also fought with my own demons. Was I lesbian I knew that I liked to look at girls in the changing room after the gym. I also used them in my own private masturbation fantasies. I convinced myself that this is normal. I struggled with these feelings and thoughts for a long time and finally locked them in my back of my head. Finally, slowly, things started to become almost normal again. I made an appointment with a few people.
I lost my virginity to one of the most popular guys at school, although it was quite uncomfortable, and then he bragged about how he had converted the lesbian. Anyway, the school was finally over and the university started. A clean table. After many, many false twists, I finally learned that it was okay to feel these things and to like girls more than friends. I had casual relationships, but I could never really open myself to my broken heart.
Anyway, back to my best friend, who is naked in my bed, after a night with possibly the best sex I have ever experienced. I rolled up gently on my back and closed my eyes to keep the tears from the upcoming downfall, to lose my best friend again. When I opened her, she lay on her side and looked at me. She smiled and said good morning. We were there for a while, looked at each other and didn’t know where we should go from there.
I broke the ice cream with the breakfast offer that received a warm nod and another bright smile. I could see confusion and doubts in her eyes;It didn’t seem to be good, but at least she still spoke to me and hadn’t run away. I had a big mistake? I really wanted to try sex with fiona. I had fantasies about it and not thought that I would ever go through it in a million years.
I felt a bit uncomfortable now when I was naked next to her. She was so beautiful and sexy that it was difficult for me not to jump her again at that moment. The big problem was that I was just … totally. Or what I was thinking?Everyone has this kind of feeling? Maybe I was curious all the time. I did not know it. What I know now is that this night completely blew me away.
I had never had such sex and Fiona brought me to places that I never knew about existing or imagining it. Usually I have difficulty spraying through sex unless I take the matter in my hand, so to speak. But Fiona let me scream with ease (I didn’t even know that I was a scream!))). It was pretty amazing. So much that I felt like I wanted more.
The question was: “What does that do to me?“I was totally confused. At that moment I was definitely not ready to answer these thoughts. How should I handle fiona? What can I say? Should I talk about it or just try to act normally? Obviously I was no longer normal;I just had a wild night with the best sex ever with my best friend. “I need tea,” I said, to be normal, “and now the toilet!“Before I jumped out of bed into the bathroom and completely forgot my condition of moving out.
I felt embarrassed and a little shy. Fiona only sat there and looked at me with a smile. She knew how stupid I felt. “I’m also naked, you know,” she added, just to make me silly. I had to Lachenich sat on the toilet and smiled. I felt pretty good. When I got down for breakfast, Fiona was in the kitchen and cooked a few eggs with just one panties and a small, narrow western top.
It was trouble to contain their very abundant femininity. She looked really sexy and I just stared at her and knew how good her body felt. What happened to me?Breakfast and tea were eaten and drunk and we chatted as if we hadn’t fucked last night. Both ignored the great pink elephant, who had joined us for breakfast. I had a family reunion, so I had to get started. I was worried about how to leave things because I was still very confused about these new feelings, but also worried that I could hurt Fiona.
Fionaals Zoey went, I gave her a short kiss on her lips to say goodbye. I think it was surprised, but she didn’t react badly. “I’ll call you later,” she called over her shoulder when she climbed into her car. I was sitting on the sofa and wondered if I would ever see her again. I spent the whole day between horny excitement about great sex and depression about the situation. Zoey neither called nor wrote or answered my texts.
I couldn’t help but fear the worst. That night I was alone in my bed and cried to sleep. Monday came and went;no call. Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday passed;no call. I had calls from friends who sorted one night on the tiles, but I declined as usual. I wondered why they were so boring. Zoeyich knew that I owed Fiona an explanation for my disappearance last week.
I took some time to think about things. I had no answers, but I had to see her. She was still my best friend after what I was hoping. On Saturday I knocked on her door early. After several knocking, she finally opened the door to me. She looked tired, but still beautiful. My heart started beating more violently when I saw her and it became clear to me that I had to have had a passion for her somehow.
I had never seen her so tired and confused, but still found it irresistible and beautiful. “May I come in?“I asked rather gentle. “Of course you are always welcome here. Did you lose your key?“Fiona replied with a warm smile. She suddenly seemed to be chosen. Maybe I was?”We need to talk. I’m really sorry not to have called. It was so wrong with me. I just didn’t know what to say or how to express it.
It took me some time to think about things to know how I felt and maybe even understand the confusion. Oh, I don’t know. “My thoughts all came out at once. Fiona just smiled and gently hugged me. It felt so good to be back in her arms. “I messed up things between us?“I asked while my face was embedded in her neck. I wanted to kiss you. “Shhh, you are here now and we can talk or just pull a line in the sand and continue as usual,” said Fiona very quietly.
“I totally love you as my best friend and I would never want to put you under pressure, which could be uncomfortable for you. What happened the other day was admittedly really good and I can’t regret it, but I can’t have you in my life. I need you as a friend. “” I need you too, “I replied quickly,” I don’t want to spoil anything. I don’t regret this night either and at least I now know how good you are in bed.
“I tried to brighten the mood, but it was more of a truth. Strangely enough, I felt a hint of jealousy towards any future girl who was lucky enough to spend a night with her. “Are you busy today? Maybe we could hang out, eat something for lunch or something?“I asked in the hope of being able to spend the urgently needed time with her. “Sure, that sounds good,” she replied. We spent the day as usual and it was fun and we laughed a lot.
Things felt great and happy and we were our old me again. In the late afternoon we went to the cinema and sat in the back like a few teenage lovers. I had to hold her hand because the film was scary (I am not good at being scary), but it felt nice and warm and soft. I liked it more than it should. I planned to stay with Fiona afterwards and we left the cinema hand in hand and went through the city.
It felt good as if she was completely mine. On the way home we stopped in their restaurant and took a drink and talked to some of their friends. Then we went to your house. Fiona opened a bottle of wine and we sat close together on the sofa and talked quietly about our funny day. After a few minutes of silence I turned to her and said: “Fiona, you put me to bed?“It felt right – I want that.
“Will you disappear tomorrow?“Fiona’s voice showed concern, but I also knew that she wanted it as much as I did. “I wont. I don’t know what this all means, but at the moment I really want it more than anything. Please take me to bed and love me. “I kissed her gently on my lips and fionas hot, soft lips kissed me tenderly. It was bliss. Kissing was slowly, gently and without hurry, only tenderness when our passions rose.
Her fingers loosened the buttons on my shirt. Her warm hands slid under the shirt and slightly stroked my bra -covered breasts, teasing my nipples that pressed against the fabric. I felt how moisture seeped into my underpants. I was a hot, sexy mess very quickly. Let’s go to bed, “suggested Fiona when we went out of the sofa together. On the way, Fiona pressed me against the wall and kissed me with fiery passion.
It took my breath away when she moved to my neck. I pushed out a loud gasp, took her hand and pressed her against my still covered breasts, rubbed her around. After a short moment she took my hand and quickly pulled me into the bedroom. While we hectically kissed, we removed the tops and bras (I was surprised at how easy it was to remove someone else’s bra – why fight boys with them?) After we were liberated, we pressed together, chest on the chest.
This wonderful feeling has increased my request 100% again. My god, it was so good, soft, warm, smooth and sexy. “Fiona, please take off my underpants,” I asked breathlessly between the kisses. I could hardly wait, surprised by the amount of my desire. I had never wanted it so much. This woman drove me crazy. I didn’t care about lust or love, I was on fire. My hands were on their large, soft breasts that rubbed their very hard nipples.
They felt great and suddenly I knew why boys like breasts so much. When she bent down to take off my jeans and underpants, she locked her mouth with my right chest and gently licked. I almost exploded into an orgasm. Impressive! I felt on the edge and we were still half dressed. This woman found something in me that I never knew there was there. That was sexy beyond my wildest dreams.
I felt my jeans fell to my ankles and fionas soft hands slid over my thighs and over my butt and gently kneaded the meat. After stopping there, her hands moved over my back, under my arms and over my breasts, while repeatedly stringing her thumb gently over my stiffened nipples and then seamlessly pushed down to my overheated gender. She teased briefly, then put her hands around my thighs and raised me up and gently put me on the bed, lying on me.
Her chest was pressed against my pussy. I could feel how her hard nipple slowly rubbed my clit. She slowly rubbed over and around in circles, collected the abundant moisture, missing from time to time my clit and teased me to new heights. I wanted her to continue, stop, fing me, lick and suck me. I was a sex -crazy bundle of lust, but mostly it was clear to me that they were still wearing clothes that had to be removed immediately.
I pulled her to my level and felt her moistened nipple pulled up my upper body. We kissed more, passionately rubbed our breasts and rubbed each other. My hands reached down and opened their jeans and I pushed my hands under the fabric over her panties dressed with panties and pressed it tight. It was wonderful. Soft, round and sexy. I got my hands out and grabbed the covenant of the jeans and pressed it down.
Fiona straightened up and helped to take them off and also took her very damp underpants. Now we were both naked in bed and passionately rubbed our bodies together. I had never experienced such a feeling. it was wonderful. At the moment there was a feeling of urgency for a lot, much more. We both felt it and although it was very quiet and fluid (in more than one respect), we both were now desperate.
Fiona kissed slowly and quietly with a teasing desire over my body, over my needy pussy and over my thighs. My pussy burned and I could feel the sticky moisture on my inner thighs. I needed more. “Oh, Fiona, please, please leave my pussy, please?“I whimpered. She didn’t have to ask twice and immediately went to work. With her tongue she drove gently and slowly from the bottom up, over and past my clitoris and then traveled down again.
Up and down, up and down. She nibbled gently and sucked on my labia, then drove her tongue over my clit, gently pressed two fingers up and in me and lifted it to my G-spot. I exploded like an atomic bomb. “Oh fuck! Yes, yes oh yyyer Arrghh fuck eeeeeeeghhh ”, sounds that I didn’t even recognize as my own. Consumed, I collapsed and snapped for air. I could hardly move.
Fiona had still buried her fingers in my vagina and gently weighed her without real pressure while looking at me and her face was covered with my sticky sperm. She kept her fingers inside and went up the bed to lie down next to me. “You taste divine,” she said. So I leaned forward and kissed her firmly on the mouth, mixed her saliva with my sperm. I often taste my fingers while masturbating, but it was much better off her mouth.
She started swinging her fingers more and pushing her out and out in a steady rhythm, which made a sloping sound of my incredible wetness. The desire rose very quickly and I felt almost immediately an upcoming orgasm. On, on and over. A deep growling came out of me, followed by a series of expantives, followed by Schwärze. When I opened my eyes, Fiona was gently, lovingly on my side and stroked my face.
I felt good and loved. We stayed together for a while and snuggled together. It was comfortable and warm and there was no pressure for me to give something back. It was just soft and beautiful. At that point I became restless. When I remembered how I last licked Fiona and how much I enjoyed it, I realized that I was pretty desperate to do it again. I wanted to try Fiona and I wanted to make her cum.
With this new strength I started to do it by kissing her mouth first, then slightly sucking her breasts and nibbled, then raised her on me and went down to her surprisingly damp pussy. Before I devour her, I looked at her beautiful flower exactly. It was swollen and pink with damp wrinkles. It looked beautiful and although I was a bit nervous due to my inexperience, I couldn’t wait to try her.
I drove my tongue over her clitoris and snapped sharply from Fiona. Then I pushed my tongue several times over the entire length from bottom to top. In the meantime I pressed her butt with both hands. Fueled by Fiona’s groan, I built up confidently and continued. I enthusiastically made up for what I lacked in experience. I pressed a finger into her when I gently sucked her clit and I heard she built up.
Her breaths quickly came in a row when I put a finger against her warped anus (this is something I sometimes do when I masturbate because it immediately brings me to orgasm). The answer was a loud, guttural gasp when I pressed and it slipped into the first ankle. This had Fiona sprayed, swearing and gasping. I felt a slight leakage of liquid on my face and she then let herself fall on the bed.
Slowly I took my fingers from her and slipped the bed next to her. We kissed lovingly and gently. We fell asleep satisfied and full and left the difficult questions until morning. 7. 10 p.m. I woke up and cuddled with Fiona’s beautiful naked figure and looked her straight into the sleeping face. I felt completely in peace and without a doubt happy. “Fiona, I think I love you,” I whispered. Then I let myself drift happily again, cozy and warm.
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