This is a story that's about 90% true. Time frame changed because you don't want to hear about the week that goes by and nothing happens. So things will be happening a lot faster than normal. Names were changed, and some other little things. Please forgive any mistakes you'll find. I don't have an editor because I didn't want to bother anyone. This is my second story. Be gentle please, but feedback, voting, or email would be great. Lets me know someone wants to keep reading.
Slow_Roosevelt
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I was thrusting as hard as I could. She was pumping back into me arching her hips. It seemed I was a long way off from cumming. I slowly snaked my arms under hers and gripped her shoulders to get more leverage. Her moans of approval were getting louder. From behind me I could hear a knock on the door. I must have been real drunk because the girl's face I was fucking was almost blurred. She said "Hello?" The door opened and a naked girl walked in and lay down next to us on the bed. "Can I be next?" I smiled and was about to say something when I heard another knock. The second girl yells "Hello?" Another equally beautiful girl walks through the door. Before she could get to the bed, another knock came. "Hello?"
With the last hello, I was awakened. "That dream was just starting to get good damn it!" I said to myself out loud, while chuckling. My cell showed it was only 4am. "Fuck'n hell" I thought to myself. I'd only been asleep for an hour. With a sigh, my head hit the pillow and tried to resume the little tryst I was dreaming of. 'Knock knock knock' "hello?" Now knowing my dream had somehow got entangled with real life, I realized someone was at my front door. I was not too happy about it. "Somebody better be fucking dyeing!!" I yelled. I walked to the door in my boxers. My friends knew I went to bed around 3 or 4. This one at the door was about to get his friend card pulled.
All I could see through the peep hole was hair, so I opened the door. Amy (The lesbian next door) was on my front porch crying.
"Hey Amy, what's wrong? Are you hurt? What's going on?" She just shook her head.
"Can I come in?"
"Umm... sure, are you gonna tell me what's wrong?" Amy came in and sat on the couch.
I looked at her for a few moments sitting in my cozy chair that faced the TV. It didn't look like she was gonna say anything anytime soon, so I asked if she wanted some tea, and she said "No." I went to get myself some when I heard the door fly open.
"Oh so you just go run off and leave me there wondering where you went?" The voice was that of her girlfriend Michelle. She sounded about as pissed off as I felt being woke up this early. I walked back into the living room and the fighting kept going.
"I'm not gonna sit there and fight with you yelling at me for hours, I've had enough!" Was Amy's retort.
"So you couldn't go anywhere else?"
"I didn't want to wake my parents, and my sister is out of town."
"Fine, I'll stop talking, just please come back to the apartment?"
"No, we've seen enough of each other tonight. I just wanna be alone!"
"Oh, I see now. You just want to be alone with a Chaz for the night!"
"You know that's not it. He's just a friend I knew I could come to. We've known him for 3 years and he's never come on to either one of us. He's obviously not interested, and been respectable about our relationship and who we are!"
Pffft, little did she know... Given half the chance I would get her drunk and try to have my way with her. Prolly not, but she was a fox. It's not like I would kick her outta my bed if she happened to slide in!
"Umm duh, he had a girlfriend most of that time! She just now dumped his ass for a girl, so he must be some sort of asshole!"
"Wo, wo, wo. Hold on there butch! I'm standing right here... Hello!" I chimed in. Not that I wasn't pissed off already, but she had to bring that up. That wasn't the whole story about our breakup, but in the end, I had heard she had started dating women.
"Remember whose place you're in! Ya'll need to settle this right now. She can stay on the couch if she wants to, or go back home. I don't really care. But don't be a bitch to me just because you two are in an argument!"
"Michelle, I'll see you in the morning after I wake up. I'm done with this tonight."
"Fine, stay here then. Don't expect me to be waiting around for you all day though!"
I now appreciated all the times my ex gf had handled these arguments between them. She gave me an evil look and stormed out the door. I made sure I locked it this time. There wasn't much to say to Amy. Didn't think she wanted to talk anyway, so I grabbed a blanket and pillows and she got comfy. As I headed back to my room, she said "Thank you Chaz, I'm glad you were alone tonight." "No problem, goodnight." I was glad to be back in bed. It was now close to 4:30am. 15 minutes later there was a heavy booming sound on my door, "Chaz, get your lazy ass out here dude, we gotta situation."
I staggered out the door and saw Brian's arm wrapped around some girl he had obviously picked up from the bar. She could hardly stand up. Brian was another one of my really close friends. We were in a band together. I played drums in it, and I sucked. End of band story. I wasn't surprised. Here's the deal. My apartment was near a lot of dance clubs, strip clubs, and what we affectionately called sound dives. Basically places for local bands to play. Whenever one of my good friends were drunk enough not to drive home, they'd come to my place. I had a hiding place for a spare key, and they would use my couch... sometimes with a piece of tail in tow. Needless to say, the couch had seen a lot of action.
So with a quick fix, I unfolded the couch for Brian and the bar girl. I told Amy to sleep on my bed, and I would sleep on the floor. Amy was already in my bed when I got to my room after talking to Brian some. She wanted to argue with me about sleeping on the floor. We finally came to the agreement of sharing the bed. I was behind her on my side, with her in front. We had a couple inches so it wasn't very intimate. I fell asleep as she was saying something.
The next morning I awoke I could tell we got a lot closer during the night. When my eyes adjusted, I could feel my hard on being pressed into my stomach by her ass. I tried to move slowly not to wake her, but she was already up.
"Feeling frisky?" She said with a blank expression.
"I am so sorry, it's just the morning... and for guys it just happens... and" She laughed and she cut me off.
"Relax! I was only joking! Besides, it's not the first time I've woken up to a guys cock poking at my butt." She said with a grin. What did she just say?
"Umm... I uh thought you were a lesbian."
"Almost, I had a few boyfriends before I started dating women exclusively; I'm attracted to certain men. I would say bi, leaning very close to women."
"Ahh." Was all I could think of saying. I was in an awkward position to begin with, wishing my hard on to go down. She slid down to her back and looked into my eyes. The sexual tension started to rise as her hand reached up to pull down my head.
"Hello?" A simple word saved me from making a mistake. I was thinking in the back of my head that she was taken. With a bitch or not, I didn't fuck my friends over. I leaped out of bed and opened the door. Brian had left his date at my house. This again did not surprise me about him. He had a habit of picking up the drunken ones, and if he didn't like them in the morning... Well, they were on their own to get home. She wasn't that bad looking. I kinda felt sorry for her, and the way that Brian hooked up with these girls, but it was none of my business.
"Hi, you musta crashed here with Brian last night. Not sure where he is, but you can use my phone if you need to call someone to come pick you up."
