Seriously, What The Hell Is Wrong With My Best Friend? - Sex Stories

Seriously, What The Hell Is Wrong With My Best Friend?

... I watched her boobs begin to dance. "I've never been attracted to a woman before, but those dancing tits... damn, Destiny!" I moaned, bringing my face to her tits. "I already sense my lungs beginning to feel the pain." As she kept thrusting, I put my face right in between her boobs and motor-boated the shit out of them. "Yes, get your best friend's titties and use that tongue, you stuck up bitch." "He didn't cum on your tits today or last night, did he?" "No, I've been keeping them dry for you, sexy chick." I let my tongue fall out a bit and it hit both of her tits. I licked them all over as I found myself wanting to pleasure her any way I could. My eyes looked past her tits for a few seconds to see her transforming my slit. She was shoving the dildo in deep, with quick and frequent thrusts. She had her eyes closed, and was working at such a quick and hard pace that she had sweat leaking down onto my face and tits. My hands made the trip over onto her butt. "Oh, so soft and delicate, Destiny, no wonder you swayed him so easily," I muttered, caressing her butt cheeks. She brought her face to mine as her eyes opened. "He is a guy, and I have two holes to satisfy him with, so I just led the mouse to the cheese. Not complicated in the least, considering he is such a sucker for beautiful women," she answered, before she kissed me. I chuckled at that, and then I found her leaning back onto me. She put her lips onto mine for a moment as I rubbed her back, going up and down numerous ...

... times. We looked at each other the entire time as our eyes said everything. Whether or not all of this was morally right was irrelevant at that point. I wanted to get back at David, but I found myself really liking Destiny. The image of her naked body had entered my vision several times before, but my thoughts of her were never sexual, just oddly friendly. Our boobs collided and pressed up against each other. Then her thrusting became suspended as she just focused on kissing me. Her palms found their place on my shoulders as we kept kissing each other. A couple minutes into our make-out session, our eyes were shut as she closed the gap completely between us. The physical touch of her breasts, legs and every other body part just became pure pleasure, even as her tongue slipped into my mouth. A smile formed on my face, and then her lips came off mine. "You are beautiful, Naomi, even for a tart," she told me, just before she got off me. She positioned herself on her knees right over me, and came towards me as we never broke eye contact. We both grinned at each other as she brought the dildo close to me and put her hand on the back of my head. "Suck the sweet juice right off my rubber cock," she ordered, just before she pushed my head down to the dildo. I took it right into my mouth and sucked off every single drop of juice I could get. She caressed my head as I looked up towards her. "Suck it, Naomi. Push it back up against my clit and put the pressure on it. Give me an orgasm, ...