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I’m Tommy. I’ve been infatuated with a girl since… forever.
We’ve also known each other for just as long.
Her name is Jenny. The most gorgeous, funny, clever and sexy girl in the world.
We grew up in the same neighbourhood and went to the same schools.
We played together, hung out and our families have even been on vacations together.
The problem is - I got friendzoned!
Well, when we were little that was no problem at all. We liked being friends!
But as the years passed my crush increased.
Somewhere around puberty it became obvious to me that I was in love with Jenny… and sadly enough, she didn’t feel the same for me. Or so it seemed anyway.
She was always happy to hang out with me, but it never evolved to anything more than hugs, hello or goodbye, maybe a peck on the cheek at birthdays or such…
It was excruciating, but… what could I do?
I look alright, objectively speaking. But I’m not a big ripped jock or anything like that. More like the opposite.
Still today, when we are both 19, I’m still thin limbed and have a boyish look about me.
Jenny, on the other hand, really has blossomed. She has long, oak-brown, straight hair, an impressive bust and curvy, firm hips and thighs.
She was in the running-team in school and that is probably the cause of her strong and shapely legs and ass.
I never did much sports… I was, and am, still kind of a nerd. One of the many reasons I still had never had a girl. I wasn’t the kind of guy girls were interested in. Well, Jenny was, but only as a friend.
She had recently moved away from home, which I was very sad about. Her family lived just a few houses down from my house, and it made it easy for me to pop in and hang out with her.
So many afternoons and evenings that I’ve hung out in her pink painted bedroom, doing homework, talking, playing cards… all the while peeking at her loveliness when I could get away with it.
What often made it even worse was that she was so comfortable in my presence that she often changed clothes with me there or even a few times I got to see her in only a towel wrapped around her after she’d had a shower or something.
Although she had now moved out from her parents home, we still met up now and then. Mostly for a coffee or a drink downtown, but occasionally I came over to her place.
She lived in a studio apartment that was decorated almost exactly like her pink, girly bedroom she had before, at home.
I always wanted to hang out with her, to be near her. Jenny had other things to do, but those times she asked me - I always had time to hang out.
One night, after we’d been out drinking, we ended up at her place. It’s not as sexy as it sounds. We often ended up at her place after we’d been out late.
She liked talking to me. She made tea, we crashed down on her couch and talked about anything and everything.
Lately she’d been bringing up the subject of boys a lot. I didn’t like that subject so much. Her asking me about what guys like or dislike only reminded me that she eventually would get together with some guy and… leave me. Even though I was only her friend, it was still better than nothing.
Jenny had of course already been in a few relationships, but nothing serious or long lasting.
Still, it was uncomfortable for me to hear her talk about boys, other boys.
This night she was lying there on the couch, her legs in my lap and I was giving her my usual foot massage that she liked so much … when she suddenly asked me, “Tommy… when did you discover that you were gay?”
I was flabbergasted! She obviously noticed. I could only manage to look offended and surprised.
Don’t ask me now why I didn’t just tell her that I wasn’t. Maybe I was just so surprised at the straight forward question? I just sat there, avoiding her eyes.
Jenny had leaned into me and pulled me toward her. She pressed my head against her large soft breasts and stroked my cheek. I was still surprised at the question but even more surprised at having my ear pressed against her warm and soft boob flesh!
She’d never been that affectionate with me! Ever!
Her smell, her warmth, her sweet whispers, “You can trust me Tommy! It’s ok.”
Maybe the overload of her intimate closeness was what made me only able to answer, “I don’t know…”.
Apart from Jenny now thinking I was gay, into boys, it was one of the best nights I’ve had with her for as long as I could remember! She held me tight against her chest for a long time. Rocking me softly and stroking my hair and cheek. I wanted nothing more than that to last as long as possible. So I let her think whatever she wanted. It wasn’t like I was on my way to get to be her boyfriend anyway. So being her gay friend was not a step down.
Intimacy-wise it was actually a step up!
Since then she always gave me tight and warm hugs. She often held my hand when we were walking around town and often had her arm around me when we watched movies or something on her couch! It was the closest relationship I’d had with her ever and I revelled in it!
I never really told her I was gay, but I also didn’t tell her I was not. She just assumed it and seemed to love the fact that she’d gotten me to come out to her! It really brought us much closer together, she told me.
But since then she’d much more often talk about sex. How guys can be so blunt and inconsiderate. She seemed to imagine that gay guys would make much better lovers, well - apart from the fact that they didn't get turned on by girls like her of course.
It was during one of these conversations that she again tied my tongue!
“Do I turn you on?” she asked, looking me straight in the eye.
I couldn’t get a word out. In reality I’d been semi erect most of the evening. Jenny had fondled my hand, hugged me three times and was even now holding her hand on my shoulder. Any touch from her always got me going. I was afraid that she had noticed a bulge in my pants or something!
When I didn’t answer, “I won’t take it personally. I understand!”, she continued.
“So these do nothing for you?” she said and cupped her big breasts. Her big blue eyes looking pleadingly straight into mine.
“I’m.. I… ehm… “, I was drawing blanks. I had to work hard to not stare at the breasts she was holding! My mind was making quick calculations about how large they were. As she was cupping them and holding them up, her hands covered only the bottom quarter part of them. It would probably take 4 or 5 of her hands to cover each of them completely! Before my mind got the better of me and started trying to calculate their weight - I looked down and felt my cheeks go red.
“Awww! It’s alright Tommy! I get it! I get it!” she said in her most comforting voice and again leaned in to give me a very tight and warm hug! Her breasts pressing against my chest! I was not semi erect anymore! Luckily we were sitting on the couch, otherwise she’d feel my dick poking her belly!
When she finally let the embrace end, she fidgeted around on the couch and pulled me to her again. She was half sitting against the arm rest and made me lie down with my upper body between her legs and the back of my head in her lap. She was stroking my hair and had one hand laying over my chest! I was putty in her hands.
My dick was not putty. It was as hard as ceramics! I pulled the quilt she always had lying on the sofa over my legs and groin, to cover any hint of bulge!
When I realized that the back of my head was now only a couple of layers of fabric away from her pussy it started to throb even! I could feel myself sweating.
Jenny was comforting me, asking me to forgive her. Saying that she’s just interested and wants to know! She’d never known anyone who was gay and so on.
“So, what kind of boys do turn you on?” she asked while running her fingers through my hair.
“Eh.. I don’t know…”, was all I could reply. And it was sort of true.
“Comon’, you must have some idea, some kind of preference?”
“Sorry… I …”, I drew blanks again.
“Have you ever been with a guy?” she asked in a much softer voice now. As if she suspected the answer.
This time I was quick to answer, “No!”
“So you’re still a virgin!” she proclaimed with a tone of amusement.
“Sorry. I should tease! I imagine that it must be hard for you!” she excused herself and leaned in over my head to give my head some sort of hug! Lying in her lap, it became a very awkward hug. But I didn’t complain, because it meant her underboobs pressing down over my forehead and her arms sort of pulling me up against them! I felt pre cum staining my shorts under the quilt! Damn!
Maybe I should just come out and tell her now! It was her I wanted! I was straight and I had the rock hard cock to prove it!
But I didn’t. I loved getting to be so close to her. So often even. Since she’d thought I was gay, she’d hang with me much more often. Now we saw each other maybe 3 or 4 times a week.
She went on and on with the subject and I only answered in short agreements or noddings.
She was saying things about how nervous she was the first time, how it felt and how it got so much better the next few times!
It was excruciating to listen to and realize that other guys had gotten to enjoy her luscious, sexy body, but not me!
But I couldn’t stop listening. To hear her explain about such intimate things being done to her was incredibly hot! My shorts were soaked with pre cum now. I could only hope that it didn’t go through and stain the quilt!
But when she shifted over to talking about me and my eventual, upcoming debut, I did have to take a more active part in the conversation.
“Aren’t you curious about butt sex? How it would feel to have a guy plow into your ass?” she pondered as if it was the most normal conversation.
“No! I… I think I’m more… I would be the one giving it… I think.”
I started confident but trailed off towards the end.
“Ah.. you prefer to be the giver, not the receiver of the pole?” she mused. “But hey, we’re both virgins in that department! I’ve also never had anal. I am of course forced by biology to always be the receiver I guess. I’m more built to be pushed into than to do any of the pushing…”
Jenny went on to fantasize out loud about this. How it would feel. If one had to use lube. What kind of lube? How much and so on…
As much as hearing her talk of sex was extremely arousing, I was very uncomfortable with the subject. I was getting worried that she was gonna try to play match maker and get me to hook up with some guy so she could help my love life out or something!
As much as I loved all the hugs and cuddles I was getting now, as her ‘gay friend’, I wasn’t really sure as to how far I was willing to fake this.
It was late and the nightly talk was over. Getting up and out from under the quilt was an adventure. As I sat up I swiftly shifted my cocks position in my pants, so it wasn’t pointing straight out. I had jeans on and they were luckily thick enough to not let any pre cum seep through. I think I managed well enough in not letting her notice my rock hard arousal!
The walk home was rough. My dick just didn’t go down! I walked all the way home with a massive erection chafing in my pants.
Once home I had to relieve myself and came harder than I’ve ever managed to come before! It felt like my cock never wanted to stop squirting! My life sucks! I never want this to end. But at the same time, it’s torture! Being so close to her but never getting to be with her!
During the week she had made plans for us to hang at her place and watch some new musical that had come to TV. I smiled at the fact she was now suggesting musicals for us to watch, but as always, I said yes.
On the Saturday Jenny had made ‘fabolous’ cocktails. Lot’s of color, fruits and lot’s of alcohol! It was fun. She was happy and giggly! More than usual. I was guessing she’d had a few before I got there.
I got my tight hugs and kisses on the cheek that was now customary for her to give me whenever she liked. But I wasn’t complaining. We were having pop corn and the musical was actually pretty entertaining. I don’t actually mind musicals or so, but sometimes they can be a bit overdramatic. But this one was pretty funny.
During the movie Jenny was complaining about her neck being sore and asked me if I could rub it for her. As her gay friend she saw no issue with me rubbing her neck. That’s just what a gay friend is for I guess.
She sat herself in front of me by the couch and pulled down her loose t-shirt to expose her neck and shoulders. I tried to control my breathing as I saw her bra straps pushing down on her skin! It was red and laced! Considering the size of her breasts, it was probably working hard.
As she gave me a bottle of rubbing lotion I cautioned her, “Hmm.. your bra might get stained from this you know”.
I only said it to be nice, but had I known what would happen I would have said it with other motives in mind.
Jenny agreed and started undoing her bra through her t-shirt. Then she commenced doing that magical thing that girls do, when they take their bra off while still wearing a shirt and just pulling it out of their sleeve. but she was really struggling with it.
“Argh! I was never any good at that!” she said and simply pulled her t-shirt off over her head!
“You don’t mind, do you?”
“No, no… of course not!” I answered as calmly as possible.
She then pulled her bra straps down over her shoulders and leaned back toward me! Her sizable breasts were now only supported by the red bra around her chest! From where I was sitting I could only see partly over her shoulders. But they were big enough for me to get my fill of her beautiful, round melons!
It was awesome to feel her skin under my hands! I made sure to take it very slow and cover all of her neck and shoulders. I tried to be as professional as I could, making sure to mix in some pressure amongst all my stroking over her soft, tanned skin!
Jenny rolled her head from side to side and gave me lot’s of sighs and moans to make sure I understood when I pressed on some ‘good’ places. It was heavenly and I could’ve gone on forever.
But the movie ending also made it so that the massage ended.
“Thanks Tommy! That was wonderful. I almost envy the future guy who’s gonna get neck massages like that all the time”, she said.
“But now - more drinks!”
Jenny stood up and turned around to face me!
I nearly died! I think all of my life supporting functions went on vacation! Her naked upper body was now in face height of me. Well, she wasn’t completely naked, she still had the red bra supporting her tits. But the size of them left so much exposed flesh that it felt like she was naked! I’d never seen her like this! So close, so sexy! The bra straps hung down her arms and the bra had slid down enough for a little of her areolas to peek out at the top of the laced bra! They bounced a little as she turned.
She leaned over beside me to fetch my empty glass and her sideboob grazed my arm! My slowly growing manhood now went into overdrive! I had imagined her boobs many, many times. But I could never have imagined how spectacular they were in real life!
I was dumbstruck!
Jenny noticed my silence and giggled.
“Hey. You’re not embarrassed by me walking around like this are you? It’s just you and me!”
I shook my head, but felt a sting in my heart around those last words… just you and me…
Those words made it clear to the back of my mind that it was never going to be anything more. It would always only be …JUST you and me…
Jenny pranced away to the kitchen counter and made us some more drinks.
We sat and chatted, had more drinks, talked more. It was tough to try to not stare at her boobs all the time as she sat beside me on the couch in only her bra. She hadn’t bothered to put her bra straps back up. Probably it was more comfortable for her this way. It was not very comfortable for me though. I had a raging boner, for hours… although the realization of her never being mine, never being boyfriend/girlfriend was slithering around in my head, my instinct didn’t care.
I was faced with a pair of breasts that I’d been longing for always. So my dick wasn’t giving 2 cents about anything else. I of course had positioned myself so that it didn't show.
It got late and the alcohol was taking its toll. Jenny was getting drunk too, but I was getting sleepy.
She seemed to still have lots of energy and I was mostly just trying not to stare too much at her chest. When she excused herself to go to the bathroom she said, “Don’t fall asleep on me now!”
I just nodded and enjoyed watching her boobs stand up and bounce away to the bathroom.
I took the opportunity to shift my pulsating boner to a more agreeable position in my pants and sip on my drink. I felt myself nodding off. Jenny was taking forever in the bathroom.
I came to from the sound of the bathroom door swinging open and slamming into the bookshelf on the wall beside it.
My eyes and my brain had a brief discussion about what they were seeing before they could agree to let me know what I was actually seeing.
Jenny stood in the doorway to the bathroom, in some sort of modeling pose. In a wide stance, one hand on her hip and the other holding the door frame. She was wearing black suit pants, a suit coat over a white shirt with a dotted blue tie and a black hat, the kind gangsters wear in old mafia films.
And she had… a moustache?!
In a played dark voice she said, “Hey there Tommy-boy!” and gave me a wink.
As usual lately, I sat with my mouth open, not finding a word.
Jenny took her suit jacket off and flung it over her shoulder, holding it just by a finger, like the cool guys one has seen in old movies. Although both the jacket and the pants were many sizes too big for her, the shirt was very much not. It was especially tight over her chest, and the suspenders she had on pushed her breasts together and made them look even more prominent!
She walked slowly towards me on the couch. Her hips swaying and her eyes giving me a sensual stare!
My mind and body didn’t know what to do. But it decided to pull my knees up to my chest and sit in a fetus position on the very far end of the couch.
As Jenny approached the couch she knelt down on it and with cat-like moves she crawled towards me on her hands and knees, hips swaying, giving me a drunken, sensual stare down.
She had obviously dressed up as a guy. But she totally failed. She just looked like a very sexy girl, dressed up as a guy. And prowling like a cat, on all fours on the couch, wasn’t really the most macho thing ever seen. But I didn’t complain! I was too surprised and astounded to complain! Her fake moustache did nothing to hide her sexy lips and beautiful eyes. And her rolling hips and swaying breasts didn’t really sell the ‘manly’ look she was going for.
I got more and more tense as she slowly crawled nearer to me! I didn’t know what to do. How to react?
As she came up close, face to face, she said, “Kiss me big boy”, in that pretended deep voice she did before.
Then she kissed me, on the lips! I closed my eyes. It was heavenly and very confusing! The feeling of her wet, soft lips was only disturbed by her fake moustache itching at my upper lip and nose. My dick was a pillar of stone in my pants…
After our lips separated way too soon, she leaned in and whispered in my ear, again with that male voice she was putting on, “I want you to take me up the ass…”
My brain was melting. My mind was spinning.
“But Jenny…”, I stuttered.
She leaned back, now sitting in front of me on the couch looking perplexed and drunk, “What? I’m trying to help you. Help us both actually”, she said, now in her normal voice.
“But, do you really want me to…?”, I asked. Hearing my own question, it sounded too good to be true and I started scolding myself for even stalling. This was the chance of a lifetime, and here I was, trying to talk her out of it?! Am I insane?
“Of course I want you to! I’ve always wanted to try anal, but never had the guts. You’ve never had a guy, and I’ve never had a guy… in the butt. I can be the guy… and you do me, like you’d do a real guy! With you I feel safe. Isn’t my outfit working?” she asked and put her hand on my crotch.
“It IS working! You’re hard!” she said with glee. “Come on. I’ve lubed up and everything!”
She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the couch and to her pink, girly bed.
I was like a sleepwalker. I saw what was happening, my body moved, but it felt as if I was watching it from someone else's eyes.
I could tell that Jenny was pretty sloshed. Her feet were a bit wobbly on the way over to her bed. Once there she let the suspenders slip off her shoulders and as her, way too big, suit pants slid off her hips she bent forward on the bed, holding herself up by her arms. She was not wearing any panties.
The sight of her perfectly rounded ass in front of me was breathtaking. Bending forward made it look even wider. Her skin was lightly tanned and amazingly smooth.
“Take me, big boy!” she said in a bit slurred voice, again trying to sound like a man.
“You don’t have to talk dirty”, I told her.
“Oh, ok… sorry”, she arched her back and her ass turned up more towards me! I wasn’t a tall guy and she was perfectly lined up in height with the bulge in my pants. I could see her asshole glistening. She had really gone to town with that lube!
As quickly as I could I unzipped my pants and let my swollen cock spring free! It wasn’t huge or anything, but it was insanely hard right now! I’d measured it before and it was maybe 7½ inches in its erect state. But as hard as it was now it felt like much, much more!
Jenny’s hips were slowly swaying in anticipation. I could see that she was sneaking a few glances over her shoulder now and then.
My dick was free, but pointing up towards the ceiling. I had to press it down to get it level with her crotch. It was so erect that it almost hurt to try to force it to a 90 degree angle.
“Ready?” I asked.
“Come on!” Jenny almost hissed under her breath.She was impatient.
I pushed forward slowly! My dick was so hard that I almost couldn’t feel what it was feeling! But I noticed immense warmth and wetness! My head was forcing something to open and give way! I forgot to breathe or swallow. I didn't even dare to look down!
“Hgnnn… wrong hole Tommy!” I heard Jenny say in a strained voice. I could see from her arching back that she was bracing herself.
“Ahhh… that’s not my butt…”, she managed to say under heavy breaths.
“Shit! I’m sorry! Im ..damn!” I slowly backed my hips away from her and could feel my dick leaving that warm wet place!
As I looked down I saw my glans come out of her pussy slit. A strand of moist juice hung from me to her. Damn! I was an idiot! Had I ruined it now?! Was this chance over?!
“A bit higher up…”, Jenny whispered, noticeably flustered. Her ass was now arched up as much as she possibly could. She widened her stance even more. “Otherwise we’d need some rubbers…”
This time I looked down and was careful to aim well.
It was unreal, to see her puckered sphincter there between her perfect ass cheeks. To aim the head of my dick towards it. To feel it against my swollen glans! My dick looked so huge against this clenched little hole.
I rubbed my head against her opening. Not on purpose, but in an attempt to aim well. Her skin was very slippery. I pushed against her. At first nothing happened. It felt like my dick was going to bend instead of entering her. Then, suddenly her opening gave way and the lube and slickness won the tide! My head sunk into her ass swiftly!
I had been leaning in, to give some more pressure. Since my dick didn’t go in, but when she gave way I wasn’t fast enough to take some pressure off, so I sunk in at least a couple of inches at once!
Jenny gave out an animalistic grunt and I could see her hands gripping at the pink bedsheets under her! She tried to push herself forward a little, as if to get away from the intruder plunging into her. I followed along. Her arms were shaking. I could feel her muscle ring gripping tightly around my rod!
I was in her! I was inside of my lovely Jenny! This was like a dream!
And the best part was, although it felt incredible, I had been so hard for so long, that my dick was a bit numb. I felt everything, but it was controllable! Otherwise I’d surely have come instantly now!
I pushed some more.
It was clear to see that Jenny was struggling. She wanted me in, but her body was instinctively moving away, to protect its innards from the silky smooth but hard thing widening her tunnel.
But the slippery lube and my steady pushing let me slowly sink more into her from behind!
Her legs started shaking. Her breathing was becoming shallow and quick! I could feel every part of my dick that was inside of her being squeezed from all directions.
Getting a bit more confident and feeling like I now knew what I was doing, I grabbed her hips and leaned in on her more.
I pulled some more of me into her and she answered with a way too loud and lustful squeal!
I felt something warm squirting at my balls and Jenny’s hips and ass spasming!
Her arms couldn’t support her anymore and her upper body fell heavily onto the bed, dampening her squeal in the soft bedsheets.
I was a bit shocked and just held still. Gripping her hips but not pushing or pulling at anything! Was that an orgasm? Did I just give my sweet, sexy Jenny an orgasm? From the butt?! I didn’t see it myself, but I had a huge smile on my face! I felt like the ruler of the universe!
Jenny’s upper body was now limp on the bed. Her arms just straight out to the sides. Long heavy breaths. “Oh god! Mmmm…”, she moaned. Her hat had fallen off and her hair was now splayed out over her head and back. Her feet were still on the floor, supporting her hips somewhat. “That was amaaaaazing!”
The prolonged a’s in the word ‘amazing’ came from me testing the waters a bit and pushing in some more.
“There is more?” she said in a surprised gasp!
“Uhm… yeah…?” I answered in as calm as a voice that I could pull off. But I was feeling it. It was not just Jenny who was enjoying this! I felt something in the back of my spine. Something that was wanting to let go. But I didn’t want this to end yet!
I looked down. I was only half way into her. It made me feel huge! She already came, and I still had more to give her. I felt like a sex god!
I pushed some more. Jenny groaned in lust! “Shit! It’s fucking huge!” she hissed again under her breath. “Wait… come with me…”
She leaned herself more forward and slid herself up some more on the bed. So her chips were now also lying flat on the mattress. I followed her. Not that I really had much of a choice. Her butthole had my cock in a strong grip and she was kind of tugging me along with her as she laid herself, belly down on the pink bed. “Come on… give it to me…”, she whispered. Her breathing strained.
I leaned forward more, down onto her butt. Slowly, slowly, my weight pressed me more into her. Jenny was spreading her thighs as far apart as she could. It worked well. I finally slid down to the hilt!
When she felt my hips weighing down on her buttcheeks and my skin against hers she let out a proud groan! As if she had accomplished a long sought goal!
She pushed her ass up against me, as if to check if there was any more of that solid staff to take in. But my dick was now totally submerged in her.
I just kept it there. Kept the pressure on. I started taking in the feeling! It was excruciatingly erotic! It was as if hands were gripping hard around all of my dick and it was very obvious where her entrance was. There was the tightest grip, and it was pulsating. Gripping, relaxing, gripping, relaxing… in the same pace as Jenny’s exhausted breathing.
It seemed like we both could stay here til the end of time.
But as I shifted my body a little, my dick slipped out. Just an inch or so.
Jenny moaned. I felt those tingles, that had been haunting in the background, appear.
I pushed in again. Jenny growled into her bedsheets.
My loins had to… this was too good. I slid myself out again and in… every time I pulled back, Jenny’s ass and hips followed me. As if her backdoor wouldn’t let me go.
I slowly rocked my hips in and out. The feeling of my dick sinking into her again and again was enormous!
Jenny was seemingly loving it too. She was laying like an X under me. Her body to weak to move, her ass just defenselessly taking whatever I gave it. She was moaning in pace with my pushing, which was becoming quicker and quicker now.
I didn’t really want to speed up. But my body gave me no choice! My libido was now chasing the prize it knew it had coming to it! The bed was very much helping out. Its bouncing made every push feel like it went deeper than possible.
As I was coming nearer to the inevitable end I felt Jenny tense up again!
Her body became stiff and she let out a long, helpless wail as she came again! Her sphincter clenched my pole and I was lost! I came like fireworks! It felt like I had a hose inside of her and it just gushed out in a frenzy!
My sight became blurry.. and then black!
When I returned to this world, I found myself lying on Jenny’s back. Both of us too spent to move. My body being lifted by her breathing. My cock buried deep inside her. Her asscheeks pressed against my hips. I felt my member still pumping and twitching inside of her tight anal canal. Her opening pulsating around the root of my dick.
Again - something I would’ve wanted to last indefinitely…
As my dick was diminishing in size and my wits coming back to me somewhat, I managed to fight the urge of just laying on top of her forever and instead lifted myself up.
Slowly sliding my dick out of her. Her hole reluctantly letting me go, inch by inch…
I flopped down beside her, lying on my back and staring at her ceiling. Still not being able to take in what I had just experienced. I probably had a very stupid smile on my face.
Jenny pushed herself up on one arm and leaned in over my chest. I could feel her soft, firm breast against my arm and body.
Her hair was all in tangles, her make up shambles and her mustache askew.
She looked more lovely than I’d ever seen her before!
She smiled and looked so pleased and satisfied.
She kissed me on the cheek and laid her head on my chest. Her arm down over my naked waist.
“I knew my dressup would get you going”, she said softly. I could feel her breath on my neck.
I just smiled. Yeah… sure Jenny. That mustache is what got me so hard, I thought to myself, but kept silent.
I stroked her hair slowly.
“That was the best sex I’ve ever had”, she whispered after a while, “I hope you never find a boyfriend…”
I stopped stroking her hair, “Huh?”
“Well, you’ll need to release again, I assume? And until you find someone to do it to…”, she went silent, hesitant…
“Maybe… maybe, I can… be your stand-in boyfriend? I like ‘receiving’… you”, her tone was so delicate, so filled with wants and fears. Her question was almost inaudible.
Apart from the drunkenness, the whirlwind of emotions and feelings it had been put through, my mind was again on a roller coaster! Her question opened up a flood gate of possibilities that I’d given up hope on a long time ago.
“I doubt I’ll ever find a boyfriend as good as you”, I said and let my hand slide down towards her bum.
If this was it would mean to be her ‘gay friend’, I was all for it!