The Bed And The Best Friend Prt. Ii


Blowjob
The break of day after Anna caught me jerking off and blew me, I woke up later than normal. By the time I showered and dressed, she was already downstairs, about to leave.

I purposefully took my time getting ready. I wasn't sure enough what to expect with Anna. Would it be awkward ? Would she be upset ? Angry ? Maybe it was a dream. Maybe I had imagined it all. Maybe I had been awaken and she had been asleep. Is there such a thing as"sleep blowing '' ?

I stalled and stalled upstairs as long as I could, capable to expect no longer — and not even sure if Anna were still at the apartment — I came down and ran to the kitchen to arrive at my lunch.

'' morning time, '' she said, behind me. I spun. She was wearing a tight skirt that showed off her cockeyed curves and a mingy white dress shirt with one too few clitoris unbuttoned. I took a mental snap, just in case I was back to being on my own later.

'' Oh, hey, '' I said."Uh, how are you ? ``

'' Good, '' she said, smiling."You ? ``

'' Uhhhh … dandy. Great. Brilliant, really. You ? ``

'' You already asked. ``

'' right field. Oh. Sorry. ``

'' Look I … '' she said

'' I was going to … '' I interrupted.

'' Sorry. ``

'' Sorry. ``

'' You first, '' I said.

'' I don't want this to be weird between us. What happened finish night … it was prissy. But it does not have to define our relationship. ``

'' No. Right. Sure. ``

'' It's just … I don't want you to treat us different. ``

'' No, I got it. ``

'' It was fun, '' she said, smiling."I had fun. ``

'' Me too. ``

'' Good, '' she said.

'' Yeah. ``

'' Maybe, you know. Maybe later we can … whatever ? ``

'' That would be smashing, '' I said, smiling as she walked out the door. She wanted it casual, I thought. trade good. I can do that. I will just hold back to tell her I am madly in making love with her.

***

All hot lady friend have clothes they wear that they think makes them look not hot. Maybe it is a baseball cap or a T-shirt or a twain of old scanty. I am not surely how they got it in their mind that mere clothing can somehow mask their ecumenical hotness, but they did. And men everywhere are thrilled about it.

Because the confidential Sojourner Truth is that a hot girl looks hot, usually, no subject what. Put Megan Fox in a couple of old sweat gasp, a trucker cap and a football game New Jersey … and she still looks like Megan Fox in a pair of old sweat gasp, a teamster cap and a football jersey. Women thinking their beaut is diminished by one clothing point would be like somebody saying the"Mona Lisa '' was only memorable because of its nice frame.

Anyway, Anna had a pair of PJs with a cow mark on them. Not little exposure of cows, rather, but a pair of white PJs with short grim spots on them, like a cow would have. She thought they were her way of"bumming out, '' but coalesce it with a army tank top that showed off her flat stomach, and they were flannel viagra. Every time she wore them, all I could imagine of was how badly I wanted to pare them down and lick her from behind.

For a week after we had our encounter, we sort of missed each other. She was out of town for three Clarence Shepard Day Jr. that weekend, to visit her baby. Also, I worked late a day or two, and by the time I got habitation, she was asleep. I did not wake her, nor did I flick off. It was one thing to do it when I thought I was getting away with it, but it was another to do it knowing she knew. I didn't want her to think I had expectations every time I went to log Z's, so I assumed if she wanted to, she'd make a move. She didn't. So I just slept.

We talked a bit in the mornings, but mainly just chit chat. To be honest, the convos were no less or no more than they were before our encounter, so it wasn't really a barometer of our relationship.

One hebdomad after we hooked up, our docket finally meshed, and we found ourselves on the couch, watching TV. She was wearing her unbelievably-sexy-even-though-she-didn't-know-it cow pj's and a storage tank top that did not quite deal her venter or her belly button piercing.

'' There's nothing on, '' I said, after the motion picture we were watching ended."We could download something. ``

'' Nah. I'm tired. I think I am going to bed. ``

'' Oh, '' I said."sang-froid. ``

There was an awkward pause. One of the few of our relationship.

'' You … harbor't been avoiding me, have you ? '' she asked.

'' What ? No. No. Why would you … ''

'' It's just we haven't really, you know, been together since live week, and you come to bed deep. And you haven't, uh, I mean, you were doing it every dark, and you aren't … ''

'' I just, it's, well, body of work. And I didn't … I mean, you've been asleep. So I thought it might be unearthly. ``

'' It wasn't weird before. ``

'' Right, but that was different. ``

'' Why ? ``

'' I thought you didn't know I was doing it. ``

'' So … it was less awkward to jerk off when you thought I was asleep than it would be to jerk off knowing I didn't care ? ``

'' Well … uh, you know, you have a period. But you are in a vulnerable property right now. And I didn't want to be the guy to contract vantage of that. ``

'' That's sugariness. I mean it. And, look, I'm not busting your balls. I am not looking for anything from you. I just don't want to gain you uncomfortable. This is your office. You make the normal. ``

'' OK, '' I said."Fine. Sometimes … what you wear, is distracting. It would be well-to-do for me if you dressed … differently. ``

'' Like what do I wear ? ``

'' That. ``

'' What ? ``

'' The clothing you have on. ``

'' This ? ! ``

'' Yes ! ``

'' These pajamas I've had forever ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' These ? ``

'' YES ! ``

'' Really ? ``

'' Yes. Really. ``

'' My cow pajamas turn you on ? ``

'' Yes. ``

'' And the tank top ? ``

'' YES. The armoured combat vehicle top. ``

She smiled, tossing her brown hair back as she laughed. Anna loved to tease. The worst thing you could do was shew her your weakness.

'' OK, '' she said, smiling."I'll assume them off. ``

She stood up, thumbs under waist set, pushing down her cow pyjama and revealing a lilliputian pair of black-silk panties. The black tank car top stayed on, still pushed up above her belly button.

'' punter ? '' she said, hired man on hip.

I grabbed the couch cushion, pressing it into my lap."No, '' I said.

'' I am running out of things to take off. ``

'' Not funny. ``

'' Well … it looks like you have something to, um, oeuvre out. I am going to go upstairs. To bed. You can work it out down here. Or you can issue forth up there. ``

***

The Light Within were out by the time I got upstairs. Anna was in bed, with the covers pulled back on my side.

'' Decided to fall to bed ? '' she asked.

'' Yeah, '' I said.

I took off my pant and shirt, as usual. I always slept in boxers. I crawled in bed, laying on my back.

'' So … '' she said, turning on her position, facing me,"you liked my panty ? ``

'' stop, '' I said.

'' What ? ``

'' Teasing me. ``

She leaned in, whispering in my ear,"If you didn't like them, I can take them off. ``

'' Fuuucck, '' I said, a low growl."You are so sexy. '' I turned grabbing her side and kissing her hard. She kissed me back, for a arcsecond, before breaking away and moving to the side.

'' Woaahh, '' she said.

'' What ? ``

'' You kissed me ! ``

'' So ? ``

'' So … that's, uh, unlike. ``

'' Huh ? ``

'' That's, you know, like, intimate stuff. ``

'' hold … you swallowed my cum concluding week. ``

'' Yeah ? ``

'' What was that ? ``

'' That's not … face, I want us to have fun. You know, two champion, having fun. Making each early flavor honorable. Great. Let's do that. But we start kissing and holding men and all the other stuff, and this becomes, you know, feely stuff and nonsense. Making love. Whatever. I don't want that. Not now. You're my older friend. ``

'' No, I get it. ``

'' Do you ? ``

'' Yeah, '' I said, still variety of obnubilate but also still hard and not wanting to say something stupid.

She leaned back down, and kissed my chest."This is poise. If we do this. '' She kissed down, licking my pap."And this. '' She sat up, pulling off her tank top, showing me her teat again and backbreaking nipples. She leaned down, pressing her breast against my sassing. I opened my backtalk, sucking her nipple into my oral fissure."Fuck. Yes. That is OK to do, '' she said.

She straddled me, her thin calamitous pantie pressing against my boxers. Her arms went to either English of my head and she pressed her breasts into my face. She had perfect-sized nipples that grew long and hard. I sucked one into my mouth while I squeezed her early titty, stroking the arduous tip."fuck, '' she moaned, grinding her step-in against my crotch.

She clearly liked having her nipples sucked. She would alternate, moving from one to the other, while grinding against my cock. My boxers were already soaked, she was so wet. She was dripping down her second joint and coating me.

She reached down, between her legs, slipping my underdrawers lower so my cock was out. She pressed her panty-covered hillock against my turncock and continued grinding. The sensation was unbelievable. Just a thin-layer of cum-soaked silk between her cunt and my cock. I could find her heat, her severe clitoris, pressing against me as she bucked harder. Her bosom were covered in my expectoration as I moved back and Forth River, not certain how farseeing she wanted this, but glad to preserve doing it.

She was panting and cursing, pressing hard against me. I felt like a teen. I had not cum from"dry '' humping since high school, but she was almost too much. I reached around, shove her blockheaded ass as I sucked harder on her teat, biting it with my tooth. That must have been what she needed, because she inhaled sharply, her soundbox tense against my, her twat pressed hard against my turncock. She let out a few"unf '' sounds as she shuddered, collapsing against my chest in a hard spasm.

'' Wow, '' she said, finally, her brown tomentum fanning out across my chest."That was acute. ``

'' It seemed like it. ``

'' I've never came like that. Just your mouth. And grinding. Wow. ``

'' Glad I could help. It was … nice on my end. ``

'' Did you cum ? '' she asked, looking up at me.

'' Almost. But, no. ``

She smiled."Do you want to ? ``

I laughed."Uh, well, the thought crossed my judgment, yes. ``

'' OK. fountainhead, how do you need to cum ? ``

'' Well, what are my selection. ``

She sat up, straddling me, her hands on my chest.

'' You can bear my hired man … or my mouth. ``

'' That all ? ``

She sort of wiggled her rose hip against my swollen turncock, pressing her wet pantie against my jut. One of her deal snaked down, pulling my cock up so it was between her legs. She grinded against my prick again."What else do you want ? ``

'' You going to make me say it ? ``

'' Uh huh. ``

'' Fine. Your pussy. ``

She inhaled. She reached down, pushing her scanty to the side and holding them there with her handwriting, she continued rubbing against my cock, only this time, it was skin against skin.

'' This ? '' she asked.

'' Mmm hmm, '' I said. The sensation was incredible. She was so strong. Her skin so wet and soft.

'' Is this enough, or do you want to go inside ? ``

'' screw, '' I said. The ribbing."Inside. ``

She popped up, slipping off her panties, and hopped back on the bed. She straddled me again, pulling my shaft down so it was pressed between her vagina and my stomach. She slid up a little advance, teasing the chief of my cock with her lips. She eased just the head into her tight slit."How is this ? '' she asked.

'' Good, '' I said, trying to thrust up. My hips caused her to travel further, slipping off of me."Nope, '' she said."Not yet. ``

She eased back, again, slipping around just the read/write head of my prick, causing me to pulse and ache."I think, '' she said, pausing,"I think that is enough. Maybe I will save that. ``

I was disappointed, but I was also gear up to pop and not in a situation to indicate."OK. ``

'' Is my rima oris goodness ? '' she asked.

'' Yes. ``

'' And since you are patient role … I will let you cum on my human face, '' she said, sliding down, licking my stomach.

The blast job did not close long. I felt her hand on my rooster, the other on my balls. Her oral fissure found a trade good step and swallowed me almost wholly. She jacked my dick and licked the bottom of my cock, all the while pressing down on my lump. I ached for vent, and it came quickly.

'' shit, '' I said, hips pressing up as I held back the first barb. She knew it was happening and pulled away, jerking my cock as I let go, letting a watercourse of cum hit her in the lip, then on the jaw. She let a few scene hit her face, then aimed down, letting me stir on her teat. I hadn't jerked off in days, and it showed. I covered her chest and face. A awkward mess.

'' Wow, '' she said."I look like a erotica star topology. ``

'' Sorry, '' I said, sheepishly.

'' No, '' she said, sliding her head back on my thorax, covering me in my own cum."Fuck no. That was sexy. Don't say you are sorry. Wow. That was so hot. ``

'' Glad you liked it. ``

We lay there for a few bit, our sticky parts drying. As I was about drift off she said,"Sorry about before. ``

'' What ? '' I said, looking down. She was laying on my chest, fountainhead on hands.

'' The kiss thing. ``

'' Oh. You know. Don't worry. ``

'' I made it weird. ``

'' It's sang-froid. ``

She leaned in and kissed me on the lips. It was gentle. Sweet. Soft."Good Nox, '' she said .
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