Plot:
You’re my best friend in the entire world. I’m not close to anyone the way I am to you. You know all my worst habits, every embarrassing story from every bad date… and you’ve never once made me feel like too much. We’ve always kept things strictly platonic. It was never a rule, it just never crossed my mind. Then I get dumped, by a guy I’ve been casually dating. And it hurts more than I want to admit, even to you. So of course you’re the one who shows up. You let me cry it out, you stay as long as I need, and somewhere along the way we find ourselves feeling much closer than usual. My head on your shoulder. Your hand on my back. It’s normal for us… mostly.You want to cheer me up, so you start listing reasons why someone would want to date me. They’re the most sincere, kind things anyone has ever said about me. And it isn’t flattery, you mean every single word. You’ve been paying attention this whole time. And as I sit there listening, something shifts. Have you always looked at me like that?I realize how badly I want to kiss you. So I do. And you kiss me back. I’m terrified to ruin our friendship, but this feels so right.We take our sweet, sweet time. There’s no rushing this, not when it’s us. Every touch feels brand new and somehow familiar, all at once. We explore all of these new emotions and sensations together, slowly learning what makes the other one shiver. It’s nervous and giggly and tender… until it isn’t nervous at all.We make out like we’re making up for lost time. Your hands slip under my shirt and find my tits, and the way you touch me is so careful it almost hurts. I undress for you, one piece at a time, until there’s nothing left between us and you can see every inch of me. Then I pull your shirt over your head, sink down onto my knees, and take your cock into my mouth. I’m curious and eager, wanting to learn exactly what you like… and I never once take my eyes off yours.When I finally climb on top of you and slide you inside me, the eye contact is almost too much. Riding you face to face, close enough to feel every breath, I cum with you for the first time, and we’re nowhere near done. I lay back and show you everything, touching myself while I watch you stroke your cock, telling you every filthy thing I never knew I wanted to say to you. Then you’re inside me again. Slow and deep with your lips on mine, then from behind, harder, until I cum so hard I’m shaking, dripping all over you. I ask for your mouth next, and you happily give it to me until I’m cumming again. And when I get back on my knees for you one last time, I don’t stop until you’re finishing in my mouth.Why didn’t we do this years ago?
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