**Other than names, this story is for the most part true, just like all my other stories will be. Everyone in the story is 18+**
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Brian and I became instant friends the moment his family moved in next door when I was only three years old. We grew up going to the same schools, hanging out with the same people. Our moms, who became best friends as well, thought nothing of it when we would hang out all day in his room or when we'd fall asleep on my bed while we were watching a movie, because in their eyes, we were like brother and sister.
I developed a crush on him when I was 15, but I never imagined anything would happen between us but there I was 3 years later, trying not to scream from pleasure as he fucked me for the first time on his bed while his mom slept in the room across the hall...
We were both 18 when this all first started, a couple months away from graduating high school. I'm a short Latina, standing at only 5'2" with dark brown eyes and curly, unmanageable hair up to my shoulders. I'm not what you call fat, but I'm a bit bigger than your average girl with a nice 36C rack, wide hips, and a close to flat tummy with fair skin. Brian, being on our high school's basketball team, had developed nicely defined arms and chest, someone totally out of my league. He stands at 5'10", with light brown eyes and dark hair and fair skin with the whitest smile I've ever seen.
So anyways, this all started a few months before we graduated high school. I was lying down on my stomach on Brian's bed flipping through a magazine while he sat next to me playing one of his video games, something we always did.
"Hey, so whatever happened to that guy you were dating? Haven't seen him in a while," he asked.
"Oh Eric? We broke up last weekend."
"Why?" he asked. "I thought you liked him"
"I did," I said. "But he was only after one thing, and he isn't the one I wanted to fuck for my first time."
"Who do you wanna fuck for you first time?" he asked as he paused his game. I slowly looked up from my magazine and stared back at him. I could feel tension building as he quickly figured out that I wanted him to be my first. My heart raced as we stared at each other, lust growing without breaking eye contact. That tension was cut pretty quick as we heard footsteps rapidly approaching his door. There was a knock at the door, swinging open before Brian could tell his mom to come in..
"Oh, hi Lisa," she smiled at me, not all surprised or bothered that I was over again or that I was lying down on his bed. "Brian, I'm gonna go to bed, work was hectic today so I'm pooped. Don't forget to lock up after Lisa leaves, okay? Goodnight guys!"
"Goodnight!" we both called out to her as she closed the door behind her. I giggled nervously, feeling like we got caught even though we weren't doing anything, yet.