My friend Julie had been having problems with her boyfriend Mark, he had been going out a lot with the boys, drinking, seeing strippers and basically making Julie feel like she meant little to him. He would go out to the local strip club, and come home demanding sex from her.
One night she called me up, it was quite late, I could tell she had been crying, she said that Mark had come home from one of his nights out and she had got all dressed in her sexy lingerie for him, seeing as he liked the strippers, Julie thought he would appreciate her more if she dressed like one.. But, when he got home and saw her, all he did was abuse her. He slapped her face and told her she was a whore, and then he walked out on her.
So, she called me, asking me to go over.. So I did… When I walked in to her house, she was still crying, I grabbed her and hugged her, told her everything will be ok.
She started telling me more about how Mark treated her, I was so mad at him, she said he calls her ugly, and she is far from ugly… She stood before me and said, I am ugly see, look at me, I said, No, you are not ugly, you are beautiful in so many ways and again, I hugged her.
She rested her head on my shoulder and sobbed, I could see her breasts sitting against me, she has large round breasts that look so smooth and white, I tried to ignore the feeling that seeing them gave me, but suddenly, I felt her hand on my left breast, I didn't push her away, she then looked up at me, and our eyes met.
I felt strange, but I wanted her so bad. Our lips met, and we kissed the longest kiss, her long dark hair fell over her shoulders beautifully. She moved her head away from mine, she said that she was sorry for kissing me, I put my hand on her face, moving her hair away and told her it was ok. I didn't mind at all, I told her that I didn't want her to do anything she didn't want to do but if she wanted to, she could do anything.
She kissed me again, very passionately, she grabbed my left hand and placed it on her right breast, I could feel her hard nipple poking through her lace bra, I rubbed my thumb over it, and she gave a little moan, she fondled at my breasts again and was happy that I wasn't wearing a bra, I had left my house in such a hurry to help her, I didn't have time to dress properly, I was only wearing a loose shirt, and some loose beach shorts, and no under clothes at all. Julie lifted my shirt and lowered her head to my breasts; she kissed each of them gently, flicking her tongue over my now very hard nipples, one after the other.
We were in her bedroom, I could see the back of her in the reflection of the full length mirror behind her, she looked so beautiful, her long dark hair draped down her back, the shear gown she was wearing over her white skin looked sexy, she had the most gorgeous light pink bra and g-string set on with white stockings and a white suspender belt, she had an amazing body. As she sucked my nipple, I removed the gown she was wearing, she looked up at my face, I kissed her, and touched her breasts, all that was going through my head was, Mark has mistreated her, I want to please her, even if for one night, I wanted to show her how beautiful she was.
I unclipped her bra, and let it fall to the floor, her breasts fell a little to rest against her skin, I held them in both hands, and one after the other, I sucked her nipples, she touched mine as I sucked hers, all I wanted now was to taste her.