Wedding Gift - Sex Stories

Wedding Gift

... my bed and just laid there and cried. My best friend had just seen me dressed like a girl. What would he think. I knew that he’d never want to talk to me again. I wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye. My day had gone from being the best day in my life to the worst in seconds. I cried and cried and cried. I must have fallen asl**p on my bed. The next thing I remember was the bed creaking as someone sat down beside me. As I laid face down on the bed not daring to look who it was, a hand started stroking my ass. I laid there pretending I was asl**p. That hand was now sliding around my bum, stroking the top of my thighs, kneading me erotically. I couldn’t deny it. I was getting turned on and spread my legs a little so that Doug could reach between them. Yes, I knew it must have been Doug. He later told me that he ran back home in shock but when he got home he realised he had to come and make sure I was okay. When he saw me laying there in such sexy clothes he couldn’t help but start to play with me. “I know you’re awake. And I know you’re enjoying it. I’m enjoying it too. You look so sexy in those girl’s clothes, you’ve got me horny. Here, look at how hard you’ve got me.” I turned around and Doug was standing there with his hardening cock in his hand. I looked from his face, down to his cock and back up again. He smiled down at me as I lay prone on my bed. “That’s right. You did this to me. You made me this big and hard. Here, feel what you’ve done to me.” I reached forward ...

... and touched it. His cock was so much bigger than mine. Doug began to stroke himself slowly as I reached for his testicles. I had never seen hairy balls let alone held them. I had barely any hairs on my body yet and seeing him standing there almost fully grown was in stack contrast to me. Here I was in my s****r’s make-up, wearing her clothes stroking my best friend’s cock. “Oh that feels good. Do you want to stroke it for me?” I couldn’t speak so I just nodded and reached my hand around his cock. I slowly stroked it up and down, looking up in to his face as he stood there letting me play with him. He started to moan as I picked up the pace a little. Whilst stroking him with one hand I played with his balls. His cock was getting longer as I stroked him. I was watching in fascination. I hadn’t seen a cock from this angle before and I was almost hypnotised. Before I knew what I was doing I was leaning forward and licking the drops of pre-cum off his cock head. It tasted sweeter than I thought it would. I carried on stroking him and then opened my mouth a little to let the tip probe between my scarlet coloured lips. As his cock entered my mouth I started sucking a little to taste as much of his cum as I could get. “Oh fuck that feels good. How do you know how to do that. Fuck I can’t stop.” Doug had grabbed my head and was now pushing his cock deeper. I looked up in fear but Doug had his eyes shut. I tried to open my mouth as wide as I could as he pushed in further. And then I felt ...