My Best Friend

She had just finished cleaning her room, and there was a knock at the door. "It must be him," she thought to herself as she pulled on her favorite t-shirt. "He's a little early. As usual." She opened the door, and sure enough, there was her best friend standing in the doorway with that adorable smirk that only he could pull off. Weekly movie night was here.

"Are you going to let me in? Or just stand there and stare at me?" he teased. "Hey, isn't that my shirt?""

"It's mine, now," she laughed. " Come on. We've got a pizza to eat."

She leads him downstairs, and they proceed to choose the movie of the night, Eurotrip.

"You mean you haven't seen it?!" she exclaims.

"No, but there are naked chicks in it, right?" he jokes.

"Of course." she answers, feeling awkward talking to him about "naked chicks" due to her crush on him.

They sit on the futon, start the movie, and open the box of pizza. 4 slices, 17 scenes, and 45 minutes later, she is laying with her head in his lap, their usual movie watching position. Tonight however, he was acting funny.

"I wonder if she knows?" he wonders to himself. "I mean, she's gorgeous, and well, how can she not feel that?" He awkwardly adjusts himself, trying not to disturb her. She doesn't notice, he thinks.

Meanwhile, she nestles her head closer against his thigh, then slowly moves to a sitting position to look him in the eyes. Before he can realize what is hitting him, their lips are locked in an awkward kiss. She pulls back, a flush of adrenaline, excitement, and embarrassment rushing to her face.

"I'm sorry..." She trails off, starting to get up. "I'll be right back."

He grabs her arm, the same color rising to his face. "Please, Stay," he blurts out. "I want it, too."

Her face lights up as she sits back down. "You really do? I mean, you want me...l-l-like that?" she stutters

"Of course I do, sweetheart," he blushes as he looks his best friend in the eye. "I have for a while now. Couldn't you tell?"

She kisses him again, this time more passionately. He pulls her on top of him and puts his hand on her still-flushed neck.

Ever so slowly, she places her hand on the growing bulge between his legs. He lets out a low moan. She slowly pulls off his shirt, exploring his strong, muscular chest with her fingertips. As she pulls the shirt over his head and off, he kisses her.

Still in silence, she begins to work her down the front of his body, kissing his lips, jawline, neck, collarbone, chest, abdomen, and she finally reaches the waistband of his jeans. She quickly unbuttons and unzips his jeans, and slides them down, then off. He looks slightly embarrassed sitting in this place he had been so many times, now in only his boxers.

"Wow," she thinks to herself. "I never realized how big he is!"

She reaches for the waist of his boxers, slips her fingers inside, and adds those to his jeans on the floor. Her eyes widen in surprise as his erection springs free.

"It's...beautiful...scary...BIG." she whispers. He chuckles at her reaction.

She silently reaches over to the table by the futon and grabs a bottle of lotion. She squirts some on her hands, rubs it in a little, and wraps her hand, small in comparison, around the hard cock of her best friend.

Getting used to it, she wraps her other hand around him, and slowly begins stroking his solid dick. He tilts his head back and sighs. Seeing that he is enjoying it, she ups the tempo.

"I love this edible lotion," she thinks. "And i can guarantee he will too."

She lowers herself to the floor in front of the futon, and he looks up, wondering what she is doing. She raises up a little, and slowly slides her warm, wet tongue up and down the sides of his shaft. She kisses the tip, he sucks in air, digging his fingers into the fuzzy pillow next to him. She continues to stroke him with her hands as she adds tongue. "All of those years of piano lessons have really paid off," he thinks with a smile. As he thinks this, she begins sucking the very tip of his hard cock, very softly. She gently bobs her head, his erection going deeper into her hot mouth each time. As she gets about halfway, she pulls back, so he is barely inside her warm mouth, then swallows it, the tip of his herd cock buried deep in her throat. He moans and tries to thrust against her. She slowly bobs her head, deep-throating him, and then pulls back and continues to stroke him with her hands and gently sucking him while swirling her tongue around the tip of his dick. She goes on like this until his hips buck gently against her face as he fills her mouth with his hot cum. She swallows every last drop.

Breathing heavily, she re-joins him on the futon, giggling. She gently touches his face. "Are you ready for the rest?" she asks him.

"Are you?" he shrugs.

"You tell me," she smirks, pushing his hand into her shorts. "Touch my dripping wet pussy and ask me that again."

He gasps, surprised at the wetness of her underwear. "Girl, you're ready." he smiles.

She lifts her hips and allows him to remove her black boyshort underwear along with her favorite red and black adidas shorts. She tries to climb on top of him, but he resists, pushing her back into a sitting position.

"You took care of me, now it's my turn to take care of you," he whispers, his hot breath lingering near her shoulder. "Lay back, please."

She slowly, awkwardly, reclines back onto the futon. He kisses her neck, then slowly removes her shirt. He unclasps her black lace bra, and slides it off, dropping it to the floor. He cups her full breast in his hand, looks up to look into her hazel eyes, smiles, and takes it into his mouth.

"Mmm," she sighs. "I haven't had someone's lips or hands on me in so long. I'm glad it's you."

He gently sucks and nibbles on her breasts for a while longer, then moves lower and kisses her just above her belly button. She knows what he is doing. As he begins to touch and rub her enlarged clit and slide a finger into her dripping wet, tight, molten core, he kisses the one spot on her body that drives her crazy, him being the only person on the planet that knows it's there. He marvels at what he can do by just pressing his lips on the small patch of skin beneath her right hipbone. He places another kiss on it, letting the tip of his tongue brush her skin.

"Oh..." she sucks in air as he places his lips on her "spot", as she calls it. She whimpers as he exhales hot breath onto her already soaked pussy. She feels him place a kiss on her most private part, slide his tongue the length of her dripping slit, and begin to work his magic on her little clit.

"I'm glad you play the guitar," she whimpers to him as he obviously uses his skills. "That feels...so good."

He smiles, distantly, a look of concentration on his face. "He is in the zone," she thinks. "Man, am I glad he's my best friend."

"Well I'm doing something right," he thinks with a smile as he listens to her moans. She squirms under his hand, her body obviously not used to the attention she is receiving.

"Oh...Oh God..." she trails off, gasping for air. "Please, please..." she doesn't finish.

She cries out, his name lost in the noises of pleasure escaping her mouth. He smiles, proud of himself for putting that look of pure ecstasy on her face. She clutches him to her as her juices flow over his hand. She kisses him. Grabbing his hand, she trails his finger over the curves of her body, and gently sucks them into her mouth. She smiles mischievously.

"Mmmm. I taste...so good," she whispers, still fighting for air. She sucks the taste of herself off of his hand. His jaw drops, he's speechless. She uses his astonishment to her advantage. She reaches under the futon, grabs a newly-bought condom, and opens it. She begins to roll it onto him, her fingertips massaging the length of his hard shaft.

"Girl, you cease to amaze me," he chuckles. "You're just full of surprises."

As he finishes his sentence, she pulls her hands away, stands, and lowers herself onto the solid, waiting cock of her best friend, reverse-cowgirl style.

When he is fully inside of her, she gasps. He fills her so completely, and she has never felt like this before. He places his hands lightly on her hips and rolls his head back in bliss. He fits inside of her perfectly. He had never felt a sensation like this in his life.

She begins to ride him, slowly at first, her dripping, tight little pussy sliding up and down the length of his hard-on.

He moans her name. She smiles, glad he is enjoying himself. She turns to look at him, still riding, but faster now. He grins back, his gaze never leaving the prefect ass sliding up and down his cock. Then, a look she has never seen before crosses his face. The look is a mix of pleasure, relief, and even a little panic.

"Oh, shit," he mumbles, tensing.

"It's okay, hun." she answers. "Don't tense. Stay relaxed and just let yourself go."

He does. And boy is he glad. His hips buck against her once more as he explodes in her wetness. After he finishes, she climbs off, throws away the trash, and they put their clothes back on. She curls against her best friend to watch what is left of the movie.

She giggles. "I guess we'll have to watch it again next week." He nods.

Before he leaves for the night, they hug. "I'm glad you were my first," he says. "Because I know you will always be here for me."