Kristina giggled as I pulled her into the tiny room I'd rented. Our night had been a blur of tequila shots and bars. I was living in France for a few months while I sorted my life out and I couldn't pass up a night of heavy drinking when my best friend came all the way from England to visit.
Several years ago we had had a secret relationship, doing nothing but spending nights together and stealing kisses, nothing serious, but when we went off to uni, we grew apart. It was hard to keep up a relationship when so many miles kept us apart and when Kris continued to swear that she was definitely straight. Kris had always wanted to visit France though, so it was the perfect opportunity for our reunion. I didn't want to get my hopes up that something would happen, but I knew I couldn't let Kris leave without making a move.
Yes, it was a bit low, but people are always up to more when they've had a bit to drink and what better way to loosen up than with a bottle of Mexico's finest? I usually wasn't much of a pre-gamer before going to the local bars, but I still had the bottle of tequila some friends had given me for her birthday, so I offered it up and we both had about ten shots before even getting on the bus. Ten shots of tequila was nothing for me since I was anything but a lightweight when it came to alcohol. Kris, on the other hand, wasn't used to going out often and was already pretty unsteady on her feet. We stayed out until the bar closed and ended up having to get a cab home, but I didn't mind, Kris was already more susceptible to my touches as I had been teasing her all night.
So, when we stumbled to my tiny room, as soon as I got the door open, I pulled Kris in, and pressed her up against the door I had just shut, turning the lock so we couldn't be disturbed. Kris eagerly pressed her lips against mine, used to this even if it had been years. I had somehow managed to keep my hands in check so as not to frighten Kris away just yet, but all I really wanted to do was rip off her clothes right then and there.
After several minutes of intense making out, I picked Kris up, wrapped her legs around my waist and carried her to the bed. Letting my hands become more daring, I swept them under my friend's shirt, exploring her tight stomach and sliding up her back as I kissed down Kris's jawline and neck, making her moan in pleasure. When I got to her bra, I deftly unhooked the three hooks, freeing my friend's large breasts. Kris always hated her boobs, they were so large for her petite frame, but I loved them, couldn't get enough of them. Ever since the first time we started fooling around the night of my 17th birthday, I had wanted them. Now four years later, I was finally getting my chance.
It took Kris several moments to realise I had removed her bra and was now kneading the soft flesh. She started to protest, but I briefly pressed my lips against Kris' before pulling away and asking, "Do you trust me?" Eyes still a bit unfocused, Kris nodded. I smiled, crushing my lips against my friend's once again as I completely removed Kris' shirt and bra, throwing them to the floor. I began playing with Kris's nipples making Kris groan into my mouth which only made me start to kiss down her neck, teasing all around the hardening nipples with my tongue before sucking one into her mouth. Kris unconsciously twisted her hands in my hair, moaning loud enough that the neighbor's had to have heard. Not caring what people might think, I moved onto the other nipple, giving it the same treatment before moving my lips back up for another kiss.
