Just another sweet sex story - a story about best friends

My first time would be just like the stories of sex I read growing up. My best friend Dylan would be my first sex experience.

We were always there for each other; our parents were close friends and we were neighbors. Every morning, we walked together to school. After school, D and me would spend hours in the park. We would sleepover at each other's homes if either of us had weekend plans.

One night, his parents were away from town, it was that night. D had arrived for dinner and we fell asleep in our room, watching The Avengers. It was 2am when D arrived and I was thirsty.

D was snoring lightly and appeared to be fast asleep. His curly hair and ripped armour made him look so attractive. As I sipped cold water, I stared at him and wondered what he felt inside of me. The thought of him in my pussy made me feel tingly. My nipples were painful.

A warm sensation was felt between my legs.

His eyes were closed and I wanted to kiss his face. My heart beat at a million miles per hour. His lips were inviting, and I just wanted to eat this delicious dessert of a man in all its glory.

As he winced slightly, he may have felt my long locks on his cheek. Innocently, I brushed my arm against his thigh pretending that I was turning in my sleep. Now, my back was against him and I wondered what my next move should have been.

I stretched my body and wiggled against him, curled into a ball. Surprise! Dylan turned toward me, and I felt his throbbing cockpoke my back. His warm breath touched my back, and his arm moved towards me, gently pinching my nipple with his other hand.

As I realized that this wasn't going to be an innocent sleepover, my pussy began to ache.

It was almost as if he could hear me thinking out loud. He reached out to touch my neck, and gave me a wet kiss that sent chills down my spine. His hand reached for my breasts and slipped into my shirt. He gently cupped them as if to measure their size, and then whispered in my ears, "I've always wanted to play with them."

He squeezed them as a little boy but his hard cock kept pressing closer between my thighs, reminding me of the fine man he was.

I looked in his eyes and turned my head. It was pure bliss when his lips met mine. It was a waste of sleepovers, I thought to myself. We stopped wasting time and started undressing one another. Before I knew it, we were naked in each others arms.

My pussy was dripping and screaming to be pounded

My sweet Dylan had other ideas. He smiled at me with a sweet smile and traced tiny kisses down from my boobs to mine navel to my little love hole. He pulled my lips apart, and began to lick my clit around.

As his tongue worked its magic, I groaned in delight and felt like my innocence was being thrown out the window. I was so sick of it, I pulled my hair up and begged him to take me.

To give me a taste his own wetness, he leaned over and kissed my face. Before I could react, I felt his throbbing part sliding inside of me. He was a gentleman when I asked him to slow down. He licked my cheek and whispered sweet words to me while moving his lips towards my ears.

He skillfully played with my nipples, and I was unaware that my sweet Dylan was inside me. He looked at me and I let out a small sigh of relief.

We started a slow dance to each others rhythm, not being aware of anything around us. My first time was just as good as I imagined. Just like those sex stories.

I found myself asking him to keep going harder, and faster. To give him more access to my sweet spot, I raised my legs in the air. I felt my orgasm growing and craved Dylan's hot, sticky love juice deep within me.

In my passion-driven rage, I wanted Dylan to be under control.

I took control and wiggled my body to the left, which caught him off guard. Just as he was about cum, I pushed him down and sat on top. Tonight was my night, and I didn't want him to end it so quickly.

My sweet Dylan sat beside me and I slowly slid down onto his hard cock so that I could start riding my stallion. His expression was priceless. While I was out with him, he got the best view possible of my jiggling while I took him to work. I was excited when he cradled my breasts and pulled my nipples.

I could feel his rock-hard cock bursting deep within me. I was over the moon when he slapped my right cheek. As I felt my release, he came hard to my chest as I collapsed onto his chest.

He moved my hair slowly from my face, and I sat there for what seemed an eternity. He reached out to touch my lips, holding me tight as if he wouldn't let me go. I blushed slightly when he looked into mine, and he hugged me back.

He embraced me and whispered, "I can’t wait for our next sleepingover," before I could speak.

As we fell asleep together, I turned to my partner and whispered "me neither!"