My Friend My Eater

Don't judge me. I love, love, love sex. On the outside, I was a normal, demure, and shy, but in private, I fancied myself as a freak. I watched porn, read erotic stories, and kept this part of me to myself. None of my friends were openly sexual, so I didn't want to be judged.

I've had a few relationships/situationships in my 20s. The sex was decent, but nothing toe curling to write home about. I hinted at my wilder side, but none of my boyfriends really brought it out of me, and I never felt comfortable being my true freaky self with them, so I kept it under wraps. I was in my early twenties, so what did i know.

Anyway, I met one of my best friends when we worked at a fast food joint while in college. Lets call him T for short. Not sure how we got so comfortable, but he had a potty mouth sometimes, and his frank manner of speech somehow made me comfortable. My boyfriend at the time was always correcting me, and talking shit about how a refined woman doesn't curse, and blah blah blah, and I was always subconscious around him and his judgmental ass. At times, I like to cuss like a sailor, and hated always being on my p's and q's. With T though, it was always chill, light, and fun.

One evening, a couple of my coworkers planned a game night, and while most went home at the end of it, a few of us couples stayed over til the wee hours of the morning, including T, his girl, me, and my boyfriend. T and I were hella cool, and always talked shit to each other on a sexual level. Being in relationships was kind of our invisible line, but I think we both knew that we had a sexual chemistry and lustful attraction to each other. No one really took the sexual banter too far, but telepathically, we both knew that if the right situation presented itself, we'd take a ride on the wild side.

So here we are at this game night, drinks flowing, we'd already talked shit about favorite positions, what we liked sexually, most memorable encounter, etc., Out of the corner of my eye, I see T licking his lips at me, in a sly slick way that only I could see. He's sitting next to his girlfriend, and I'm sitting next to my man, and only the two of us are aware of what's going down. I was so fucking turned on at the balls on this dude. I felt my pussy getting wet. I couldn't concentrate on my hand of cards. We're playing it off, making eye contact, playing cards, and then I spot my opportunity to lick my lips back at him. The rest of the night, we kept doing forbidden things to each other, like playing footsies under the table. Or he would grab my ass when he walked by, or i'd brush my hand over his bulge, or he would brush up on my tits. It was such a fuckin turn on, and I knew we would eventually fuck. The sexual chemistry felt that night was undeniable.

We go back to work, friendship continued, more shit talking, talked about how crazy we were that night, how risky it was, how much fun it was, and now we were at a crossroads. We both knew we wanted each other sexually. We both had attachments, so we didn't have a lot of opportunities to hook up, but eventually our schedules synched up, and we agreed to link up and go wherever the flow took us. We didn't want a relationship, or to mess each other's situation up, but we were both freaks, and this was a healthy outlet to explore our wild side, and be ourselves.

He picked me up in his car, and we talked, kicked it, and eventually parked in a deserted parking lot in an area that had no other cars. The moment of truth came. All the talking had been done, and now it was time to show and prove. I knew what time it was. He reached over and kissed my lips, and I kissed him back. He was fondling my tits, then he pulled my bra up and put my nipples in his mouth. I felt his warm tongue making circles around my left breast, then he moved over to the right. Then up to my neck.

By now he was moving his hands down my thighs, and I opened my legs to feel his touch on my pussy. He was gentle, and slowly brushed my lips through my panties. I was eager, and wanted his fingers inside of me. I started to gyrate to his touch, and he gently pulled them to the side and slipped his fingers in. His entry was slow, and my pussy was throbbing. I heard myself moaning, and I reached over and stroked his dick. It was a nice size, and I pulled it out of his sweats, and got a good look at it while stroking it. I could see his precum slowly running down his cock.

I wanted him to keep stroking my pussy, and I was fucking his finger back, each time he slid it out. He was pressing my clit with his thumb, while using two fingers to fuck my wet juicy pussy. I lifted my ass off the seat of the car, and slid my pants and panties down. I had one leg on the dash of his car, and he got a full glimpse of my wide open thighs, and eager pussy. I had shaved it just for this occasion. I wanted his face buried in my wet dripping pussy, and invited him to dine at my buffet.

The warmth that I felt before on my tits was now heat on my pussy. He took his time, and slowly licked, and drew circles on my clit. His head was moving up and down, and side to side, and I found my hand resting on his head and guiding him to his meal. He was eating that shit like a pro. Then he made his way to my pussy lips, and spread them with his tongue. At times, he would engulf my clit and lips fully into his mouth. The man had talent, and I had never been eaten like that before, or since.

My past and current boyfriends occasionally did during foreplay, but experiencing this showed me that I was getting robbed all along by my past eaters. I came multiple times, and pulled him up from time to time to taste my juices. His face was wet, and he had lust in his eyes. He continued to fuck me with his tongue, fuck me with his finger, he even stuck a finger in my asshole. I was his freak for the day, and I was loving every minute of it. I could let loose, and now worry about his judgment. I wanted to be myself for a change, and show him the freak that I was. He wanted me in this moment, and I felt alive, desired, and free.

I was a freak, and here I was, doing freaky forbidden shit, in this parking lot. With someone who wasn't mine, him with someone who wasn't his, us both enjoying the moment, being our free and freaky selves. I never came so hard, or so often before. I was trembling, sore, ticklish, exhausted, pleasantly surprised, and excited at the possibility of what's next. I loved having these secret encounters with my best friend and favorite eater. This was my first time of many with my favorite eater.