This happened of late about a month ago, but I think I should start from how it started.
Lydia has been my best friend since I was in standard five. At first I felt intimated because she was very good looking. She was an early bloomer, having a really nice set of tits so early into puberty. In standard seven, she was head over heel for my best friend, Joseph. I won’t lie, Joseph was one of the more good looking guys in my school. We always hung out together and he would tell me how he wanted to fuck Lydia. Joseph had a girlfriend though, and he wouldn’t cheat on her for Lydia. Being my best friend, Lydia would complain about Joseph and his girlfriend to me all the time-which to be honest was annoying. This actually lasted until forth form of high school, but that’s not important.
Anyways, in our first term in high school as by chance we joined the same school, Lydia was very lonely I assume, and always depressed. She would come over to my house all the time and cry and talk about her teething troubles. She didn’t have many friends besides me, which kind of shocked me because she was VERY attractive. Many of the other girls didn’t like her because of her clothing. She dressed in mini- skirts and low cut shirts and tank tops. Overall she looked pretty skanky, I won’t lie. But that wasn’t really a problem for the guys, who always used cat calls and such. She hated that, she was not a slut or anything. She was very normal, but many didn’t see her that way.
One day when she was at my house, she was sitting on my brother’s bed and I was on mine. Nobody was home except the two of us. We were facing each other and just talking about something, I can’t remember. I just remember for some reason, she stood up and grabbed my hands and way swaying them back and forth asking me to stand up. I got up and I remember we were laughing and I fell back and landed on my bed, laying down. She suddenly leaned forward and placed her lips against mine. She hadn’t fallen, she climbed on top of me. She had both her hands on my neck, and we were instantly making out very intimately. She bit my lips gently and licked the roof of my mouth. I can still vividly remember this scene, as it was my first kiss.
I placed my hands on her ass, slowly lifting her mini-skirt (which didn’t need to be lifted that far), and grabbed her small, but tight ass. I squeezed harder than I should have, but she seemed ok with it. This was very intense for me, especially since neither of us had been with anyone before. I tried to take off her shirt, but she stopped me and immediately got off of me. She just walked out and we never talked about it again.
She got a boyfriend soon after, but we still remained best friends. I got a girlfriend in my second year in high school. We still hung out every day, never experiencing any awkwardness or regret from our little make out session. However, in our last term of high school, I began noticing that she would flirt with me a bit. She would call me stud and sexy, etc. sometimes she’d sit in my lap and even pretend that she was my bride at my “future wedding”. I never objected to this, since we hadn’t shown any signs of affection or sexual interest for over three and a half years.
We graduated high school and nothing changed, since we both went to very close colleges. I saw her a little less, but enough to remain close friends.
One day, she sends me a text, which I will copy and paste.
This is the actual text conversation:
Lydia: omg man, like we seriously need to get drunk together one of these days!
Me: lol, you’re suddenly an alcoholic now?
Lydia: no haha, but I have drunken before with my bf at parties! It’s total fun 🙂
Me: well get a bottle and we’ll see what happens then lol
Lydia: really??? Yay! You have to see me drunk! I get really friendly :)))
Me: lol friendly? Like how?
Lydia: you’ll have to wait and see 😉
After this we changed the topic.
After reading that little mini conversation, I thought only dirty thoughts. I was actually getting turned on by the idea of us drinking together alone, imagining what might happen.
I didn’t go crazy thinking about it, but I kept the idea of us possibly hooking up in the back of my mind.
A few weeks passed and she sends me a text, this time a picture of her in a thong.
Lydia: what do you think of these panties?
Me: wow what the hell lol. All of a sudden you’re asking me to check you out? Haha but yea, you look sexy as hell in those.
Lydia: omg it doesn’t even matter lol, it’s not like anything would ever come of it anyways: P
Me: true, but still- imagine if Faith saw them? That would suck lol
Lydia: well then just don’t tell her lol
Faith and Lydia became best friends after I started dating Faith, which actually began to worry me now.
Lydia kept sending me pictures of herself in very provocative clothing and asking when we would get drunk together, until we finally decided to schedule our little drinking date.
I live at a rented house with my two cousins and a friend from a school which was actually few miles from the college so that I can commute to my school. So as right now, it’s really hard to get any alone time from the house of four.
Eventually, the perfect day came where my cousins were going to visit my other relatives and my friend was going to go out drinking with friends.
I tagged along with my friend so could buy me a bottle, since he was loaded than I was. He got me Jack Daniels, which I didn’t object to.
Dropping back to my place, I headed off to pick up Lydia.
She told me to wait until she was ready, finally she walked out wearing another mini-skirt that was barely covering anything. When she walked where I was waiting for her, I could see that she was wearing the thong that she had sent me a pic of her wearing. She also had on a red tube top that showed off her almost D cup sized boobs. I seriously had I ever looked at her the way I was right then. I had a boner so intense, it was clearly noticeable through my pants. When we got outside her house to the bus station, I tried to hide it, but quickly she glanced at it. She didn’t say a word, she didn’t even look at me. She just gave me a small smile, and looked down.
We got to my house and small talked for a bit. In due course, we began talking about high school and how we hated our math’s teacher, etc.
She finally brought up what we hadn’t talked about for 4 years now. We talked about that make out session we had and how we were both surprised at how it was never awkward after.
I poured us both some drinks and we continued to talk on the couch. She started asking me about Faith and how she can’t believe we are still together, and that she is really happy for us. That was a little weird, especially since she had asked me to lie to Faith about us drinking together, which I obviously agreed to.
She talked about her boyfriend and how she hated him now, and that she’s only with him because she doesn’t like being alone.
She puts down her drink and lays her head on my shoulder, telling me how I’m the only guy that ever treated her right, and never tried to make a move.
We sensed it was getting a little too romantic, so we both quickly changed the subject.
Ultimately, we both started to get buzzed, especially after we both decided to take shots.
After about 4 shots of jack and 2 drinks, it was safe to say that we were both pretty drunk.
She’s very active when drunk, she gets hyper and likes to move a lot. She got off the couch and was just slowly bobbing her head and dancing in a goofy way while holding her drink that still seemed extremely sexy because of her outfit. I could see her ass bounce every time she turned around and her tits seemed to almost be popping out of her top.
Finally, and it must have been the drunk me talking, I laughed and said how cute her small ass was. She got jokingly mad and objected, saying that she had a great ass.
She stood in front of me and bent over, grabbed my hand, and placed it on her left ass cheek. I heart froze. She looked at me and asked “You can’t tell me that THAT is not a nice ass!”
I pulled my hand away and laughed
“ok, yea that ass is pretty damn hot”
We both laughed, and she took a seat on my lap.
Her ass felt so soft on my leg, I really wanted to keep squeezing it, but I was afraid she might get bothered.
She quickly got up and was suddenly all excited
“Oh My Gosh! I totally made up a dance! I’m gonna do at your wedding party when you get married!”
I laughed at her and said that she couldn’t dance right now since she was drunk.
“Please! I am NOT that drunk” she said, laughing at herself because she knew that wasn’t true.
She stopped laughing and turned away from me, slowly lowing her ass onto my groin. I couldn’t move, I wanted to stop her but I felt like my body was totally against me at this point. I knew if this continued, we might end up doing something we would both regret.
She lifted her skirt so her small but firm ass was in clear view. She placed it on my boner, slowly moving it in a circular motion.
She turned around and began taking off her top.
“What are you doing?” I asked her calmly, as I was beginning to feel the drinks hitting me a lot harder now.
She whispered to me while now taking off her bra, “You cannot expect me to bend over without me giving you a sneaky peak of my boobs.”
She sat on my lap facing me, her legs wide open on each side of me. Her tits kept rubbing up against my chest. I really wanted to fuck her, but I knew it was wrong. Too bad the liquor wasn’t going to let either of us stop.
She continued grinding my member and wrapped her arm around my neck while leaning back and putting her other arm behind her head. My hands were to my sides, not touching her at all. She finally leaned forward and told me that it was ok to touch, but I was really nervous about cheating on my girlfriend.
She put her chin on my shoulder, right next to my ear and whispered to me in a very sad and gentle voice- almost as if she was begging and about to cry, “You can touch me anyway you want to.”
I tried to move her back, but she was still wrapped around me tightly, still grinding her hot body against mine.
I was totally against it at this point, I knew what we were doing was wrong and that I shouldn’t have ever aloud this to happen, but my body was not letting me do what I wanted to.
She began kissing my neck and gently nibbling my ear lobe. She was still grinding me. I finally got overwhelmed and placed my hands on her ass, just like I did my first year of high school.
I squeezed her ass and moved her thong over so I could have full access. I reached down and found her beautiful pussy, slowly prodding it with my middle finger.
I don’t know if she felt it or not, she was going crazy on my neck and ear. She kissed me like as if she hadn’t had sex in years, which I know was not true.
I stuck my finger into her pussy, slowly moving it in out repeatedly. Finally, she gave off a small moan, her head still buried in my neck.
Her pussy was so tight and warm, I had done this before to Faith but doing it to Lydia was so incredible.
She began to take off my shirt and I took my finger out of her pussy so I could pull it off. She threw the shirt to the side and started liking my chest and nipples, which, Faith had not ever had done to me before.
My dick began to throb and couldn’t stop myself from letting out a small grunt of pleasure. She reached down and started to massage my cock over my jeans, which felt amazing. She came up and starts kissing me wildly, with intense amounts of tongue. I clearly remembered the taste of her lips- and I felt like I had died and went to heaven. Her lips were so sweet and juicy, if it weren’t for the taste of the Jack Daniels, they would have been perfect.
She got off me and got on her knees, unbuckling my belt and lowering my pants to my ankles.
She grabbed my cock and looked at for a few seconds, slowly jerking it up and down. She placed her glossy lips onto the head of my cock and I could feel her tongue wrap around it. She gently sucked and licked my head, then she reached down and grabbed my balls, slowly massaging them.
She continued massaging my balls while licking my dick for about three minutes and then stopped and stood up. I opened my eyes to see her facing away bent over, taking off her panties. She lifted her left leg, reaching down to pick them up. She then tossed them aside and turned to face me. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her shaved pussy. I looked at her eyes which seemed to be glistening.
She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
I stood up and began to kiss her, my hand still placed on her pussy. She wrapped her arms around my neck and started to play with my tongue.
I stuck both my index and middle finger into her and began to finger her. Her mouth opened wide and she began to moan. I wasn’t being slow and gentle like she had been with me, I fingered her fast and hard, letting all her wet fluid soak my fingers and fall onto the floor. I took my middle finger out and began to rub her clit. Her legs began to shake and her moans got louder- and she got harder to kiss because her mouth wouldn’t stop opening wide.
She finally stopped kissing me and put her face into my neck. She tugged on my hair as I spend up and her leg lifted and wrapped around me.
I pulled her off and bent her over the couch in doggy style position. I immediately went down and started licking her pussy from behind her. She forced her face into the cushions as a searched her juicy wet pussy with my tongue, tasting her sweetness.
After a few minutes, Lydia pressed her body to mine. “Make love to me, James. I want you inside me.”
We went to my bed. She lay down on her back, her arms outstretched to hold me. I lay down with her, and began to worship her body. My hands stroked every inch of her. My mouth enveloped first one of her breasts, then the other. As I licked and suckled her nipples, she moaned her delight.
I moistened the head of my cock by stroking it over her shiny, wet slit. Slowly, I began to ease my way inside. She was as tight as I had expected she would be. Using short, slow strokes, I advanced. When I was all the way inside, I leaned down to kiss her. We stayed like that for a while, our loins joined but still, enjoying the love we shared, expressing it only with our lips and tongues.
“I will forever want this, Lydia” I said. Very slowly, I withdrew about half way, and then, just as slowly, pushed myself inside her again. We had all the time in the world, and we both wanted this, our first lovemaking, to last. We moved together, my slow thrusts answered by the luxurious movement of her hips to meet me. It was a long time before she wrapped her legs around me, but after she did, our pace increased. Her breath became more rapid, and her pussy muscles began to pulse around me. But we never hurried. We had too great a need to express the kind of love we didn’t know what it was.
I had never made love quite this way before not even with my girlfriend and my ex-girlfriends. It may be that I never had sex with a woman who I have loved as a friend since childhood. It took some time for her to cum, but when she did, the wave-like clamping of her muscles around me brought me to the end.
As we cuddled after our lovemaking, Lydia said, “That was the best birthday gift I ever had.”
I kissed her and held her tight against me. “Lydia, HBD. I hope to receive the same birthday gift as you in my birthday.”
She looked at me and smiled, laughing a bit.
“Damn that felt good.” I said.
She giggle, “I didn’t know you are so perfect in making a woman feel whole.”
“Now you know,” I said with a huge smirk on my face.
We both laughed and got dressed. We relaxed for a few hours and eventually passed out.
Waking up mostly sobered up, we saw my cousin Dan already sleeping on couch.
I decided that I would take her home in the morning, just in case I was still drunk.
The next morning I took her home and we didn’t really say much. It wasn’t awkward, just quiet.
Yesterday she texted me, telling me she had fun and that she broke up with her boyfriend. She also told me that she’s transferring to a prestigious private school, one which is far greater than the one she attends now. This school is hours away, so I probably won’t be seeing a lot of her until semester breaks.
I doubt we will have any more encounters such as this one, but if we do- you can expect another story from future me.