I wrestled with myself for a while on whether or not to write this story. In the end it seemed too hot not to. But it's special. In it's own special way. It's a story and it isn't true of course. But this story...and the person it's...based for...is real and occupies a pretty special spot... they're also one of the only human beings who know I write these specific stories..so she might actually read this.
If she does I hope she knows there's no disrespect here...we've had some adventures that make this story as hot as it was to spin up...alas while she is a friend I am with someone and respectfully don't talk to past lovers even as friends out of respect...hopefully writing this doesn't constitute any wrong doing, it's been kicking around in my head for months now...
"Hey...you awake?" It was a text...it was late, I had been asleep a cpl hours. I looked at the name and knew I shouldn't answer...but I also knew they were good people and I shouldn't not.
"Yeah, you ok...?" I responded...a handful of good nights, and a couple of dirty ones drifted through my head.
"Yeah, but I may have done something stupid...and am kind of stuck."
"What?" I asked...remembering the time she had come over to get cleaned up after a crazy date...perhaps that was intuitive... I had gone down on her after she had been with other men on at least 2 occasions...
We were only friends and would likely work out terribly as a couple...however we had both considered dating the other at different points and in equally unsound emotional states...but it remained that we were best suited as occasional friends...but I trusted her which was rare for me, and she knew more about me sexually than perhaps anyone else out there walking...which makes her special.
My heart was pounding at what the answer might be...I had just recently broken up with my girlfriend...or perhaps my girlfriend wasn't around that night...this is just a story...
"I have been super horny lately....and I made a date to get drunk with a guy I've been talking to and his friend...and I did tonight."
"Did it go ok? Do you need a ride? How far away are you?" I asked.
"It went....good...I got picked up, because I knew I was gonna be drinking...there ended up being another guy...there...I fucked 3 guys tonight..."
The next text came before I could respond..but my hands were trembling...I was hard as a rock, and nervous as hell...
"I'm still pretty drunk...but they all passed out, and it's awkward...I'm like ten minutes from you...and I can't go home like this." She answered.
"I can pick you up. You can get cleaned up and crash here, or I can shoot you home if you need it...Holy shit...that's wicked hot...did you enjoy it?"
"Hurry up." She said.
"Yeah...they basically just took turns pounding me...it was so good...I came so hard...my pussy and ass are gonna be sore tomorrow."
"You want me to kiss em nice and gentle? Make em feel better?" I asked...our history and the honesty of wanting to making me asking inevitable. I was fumbling to get to the car.