(This is my first piece of erotic work to be published on a large scale. Comments welcome.)
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Hi, my name is Tara. My boyfriend James and I have been dating for years... although not exclusively. I consider James' best friend Matt, my best friend too. Sadly, I don't have any girl friends other than the women I work with.
Over the past few years, there has been this "spark" between me and Matt. You wouldn't know it if you were ever in the same room as us... with James... but Matt and I share a unique friendship that on occasions, has crossed the friendship line into new, interesting territory.
Let me tell you a little bit about Matt. He's intellectual, funny, charming, handsome - he says he's not, but to me he is - with his thick dark hair, his deep chocolate eyes, his luscious lips... and not to mention he's a wonderful conversationalist! All the things I really want in a guy... all the things James isn't.
Over these past few years, I've been brazenly shy around Matt... I'm normally not that way... but I could never pinpoint why I acted this way around him. Until one fateful weekend when Matt stayed the night.
James got called in to work early on Sunday morning. He woke me up while getting dressed. We said our "see ya's" and I tried falling back asleep. But something was tearing at me... I'd close my eyes and all I could think of was that one night James was fixing the car in the driveway and called me to the small bathroom window to see.
As he was explaining the modifications, Matt walked up behind me to take a peek as well. He and James carried on a quick conversation all the while Matt's hands we caressing my breasts over my shirt, but hidden from James. This was the first time it happened. Not only did I not stop him, but for the life of me, I couldn't contain the utter pleasure I felt and let out a small sigh and a moan as I damn near melted right into him.
The replay of that time weighed heavily on me and I became very aroused. I pondered why he had turned me on so much. Why over the years have the little unexpected kisses, the friendly hugs that lasted just a little too long, the wanting to be around him, even if it meant James being there and ruining all the fun that could have been had.
I pondered why I dreamt of him at least once a week. Why in all my daydreams and fantasies, HE was my lover... was it just sexual tension and lust... or was it more than that? I needed to know... and I knew that morning would probably be my one and only chance to figure it out.
I got dressed, brushed my teeth and hair, and put on some simple make-up. Back in my bedroom, I paced the floor a little... nervous as all hell. What if I come on too strong and he rejects me? What if he doesn't? Will that change our friendship? Will it change the way we act around each other when James is with us? And finally, would James figure it out??
I took a deep breath and told myself that all those questions wouldn't matter if I never answer the question burning deep inside me. So I walked into the hallway and closed my bedroom door. A few moments later I'm standing in the guest room doorway looking in on Matt who was slowly waking up.
"Morning Sunshine!" I said, all perky and innocent.
"Uh... mornin.." Awkward moment of silence... I found myself staring deeply into his dark brown eyes for just a touch too long.
"You look all nice and warm... mind if I cuddle with you?" He had no idea that his acceptance or rejection at that very moment would either send my heart racing faster than a rocket, or do a complete nose-dive into a massive crash and burn.
His eyes rolled up as he thought about it for a second or two. Then with his hand he fluffed the comforter from underneath. I crawled in under the covers and laid my head on the pillow next to Matt's trying to warm myself up a little on this chilly winter morning. The butterflies in my stomach had never been so bad before in my life. Why was I so nervous?!
I could tell by his calmness he was still a little groggy from sleep. I turned my head towards him and looked up into his deep, inviting eyes. There were a couple times in the past where we've kissed, but being here, our noses an inch apart, I felt like I had never kissed him before. Like I had never kissed anyone before. He had always made me feel like a blushing schoolgirl, all nervous and innocent. But innocent I was not; not by a long shot.
I could hear the thoughts in my head screaming 'kiss me... please just kiss me'. Then he leaned up on his elbow and kissed me. This was not just an ordinary peck; this was a full lip sucking, electric kiss! I just melted right then and there. Instantly, I felt the burn in my belly and my nerves were on sensory overload!
I moved my right hand up to his cheek and I held him there... 'don't stop oh please god don't stop kissing me...'
My tummy was twisting all up in knots...unsure of this feeling of floating and trembling and melting all at once. My hand slowly slipped away from his cheek to cup his ear and neck, all the while remaining in the mind-numbing electric kiss. I ran my fingers through his hair and grabbed onto it pulling him into me.
We shifted positions slightly. Leaning halfway over me, I slid under him a little. I felt his left hand playing - toying with my t-shirt. He reached under my shirt moving slowly to my right breast all the while we kissed harder and with more passion.
He gently grabbed onto my breast and I broke the kiss to take in a sensuous breath and moan... feeling the touch I had so longed for - for years.
I arched my back and melted into the slightest squeeze, and I moaned again, my bottom lip quivering. He watched the intense pleasure on my face and the full desire in my half-open eyes. He kissed me again; our tongues intertwined to the beat of his hand massaging and pinching my sensitive nipples.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, he began sliding his hand down my belly and undid my jeans.
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'oh god, is this really happening... keep going... don't stop, please don't stop....'
His fingers manage to get under the elastic of my panties and he kissed my neck. Gentle at first, but I needed more.
'find the sweet spot... yes...... yes... OH!! Right There!!'
At that very moment when my back arched to the sweet sensations of his lips on my neck, and the grazing of his teeth on my skin, he shoved his hand into my panties and found a pool of wetness there. My pussy was so wet and hot and aching for his touch! Playfully, he dipped two fingers into the hot sticky juice and I shuddered and moaned.
