She came over to my bed and plopped herself right next to me.
"how was your day?" she asked me
"well, practice was a drain. We had to run 12 laps around the field and practiced every play we know, coach wasn't happy that kyle wasn't there but honestly, he's the only one. We got a game next Saturday and caroline is a little peeved that I took off after we fucked last night"
"yikes pooch" she giggled "but caroline can go fuck herself and crawl back into the volcano she spawned from"
"come on brit...she's still my girlfriend. Anyways how was your day?"
"so let me tell you about this bitch michelle!!"
Oh gosh. I hated when her stories started like that. That means they were long winded and not made for the male mind to comprehend. But she went on...
"that fucking cunt. I hate her. She's a fucking fat cow, a slutty fat cow that no one likes! I swear I would rip her spine out and slap her with it!" she vented
"what did she even do?" I questioned
Her facial expression suddenly changed. By this point it was obvious that she was hiding something. But what? And why wouldn't she tell me? It was starting to frustrate me!
"ok Britney, I've known you too long for you to think you got away with this. Lingerie? Late night calls? Whats going on..."
"umm...ok. There's this guy. Nate. We have chemistry together so we talk a lot. He told me he liked me and I liked him too. And everything was going great. Until he told me he hooked up with Michelle. Then the texts, calls, kisses and attention started fading. I Thought lingerie would be a good way to get a man's attention. But he made it painfully clear that he has no interest in having sex with me"
She sounded like she was about to cry. I had no idea that she was having this problem. I almost felt guilty for not asking but in all fairness...how was I suppose to know. So I just did the bestfriend job and held her. I didn't have a response. But I was furious! How dare someone do that to her?
That night I decided to make it up to her. I was waiting for her with a hot fudge Sunday and her favorite movie. I was just sitting on my couch anxiously awaiting her arrival from gymnastics practice. But I couldn't stop thinking about it. Who wouldn't want brit? That sweet caramel body? Those beautiful thighs and big breasts? That guy was a fucking idiot.
The door opened and she came in. she was wearing booty shorts and a tank top that pushed up her breasts quite nicely.
"hey kevy? What's all this?"
"just thought we could hang for the night ladybug, come, sit" I gestured her to the spot right next to me.
It seemed like she had a good day. She was smiling! And what a gorgeous smile she had. I was reclined on my couch and she curled up next to me, I pressed play on the remote and we began to watch. I've seen this movie so many times...I had no interest in it. But she was happy and that's all that mattered.
Her hand had been on my chest the whole time, but I hadn't really noticed until she started moving it. She was now rubbing my chest, and to be completely honest. It was kind of hot. Though I felt a little guilty for enjoying it. I was interpreting her innocent action as something a lot dirtier. Or was I? her hand started sliding downwards and ended up at my waist. She was playing with the string on my shorts and her hand being so close to my dick got me in the mood. But I couldn't bring myself to look at her. The guilt was too much. But that started to fade and her hands slip deeper and deeper into my boxers. I let out a huge sigh as she grabbed my stiff dick. Her hands were soft and warm. Britney started stroking my cock and it was so relaxing. I tilted my head back as my breathing got heavier. By this point my dick was completely outside of my boxers and she was giving me a full on hand job. It was fast and her grip was tight! She definitely knew what she was doing. I wasn't even looking at what she was doing; my eyes were rolled so far back into my head that I couldn't really see anything but the ceiling. But I felt everything and that's all the matters. I felt her hands release from my cock. I was getting close to finishing so when I felt her stop I got frustrated. I was getting ready say something when I felt her mouth on my cock. She was sucking my dick! Oh...it felt so good. I felt my long hard shaft slid in and out of her mouth. From the tip of her lips to the back of her throat, it all felt amazing; I was moaning so loudly and couldn't control myself. I held her by her hair and guided her mouth to and from my dick. I could feel the sensation in my balls telling me I was about to cum. I was going to warn her but it squirted out of me before I got the chance. Her mouth filled with my warm cum for a moment, and then it was gone. She swallowed it, which just added to my pleasure. She licked the head one more time and then placed my newly soft penis back into my shorts and boxers. It took a moment for my breathing to return to normal again.
"you have a really big dick poochie" she giggled
'uh..I..uh...thanks ladybug" I'm not sure why but that made me a little bit nervous. I knew I had a big dick but hearing it from her of all people made me feel great and accomplished.
