It all began on a shopping trip that was organised amongst friends. There were 3 girls and me -- we were all good friends, nothing more. Not that any of us was unattractive, it was more that we were so comfortable with each other that the notion of anything developing between myself and any of the girls was just... a little out of whack. For some reason or other, the girls treated me like I was one of them, even though they knew I am straight as an arrow. Heck, that didn't bother me in the least -- it was kind of cool to have women friends who could give the other point of view, you know?
Anyway, one of the girls thought it would be a great idea to go to an Asian city for a holiday, and, being 'one of the girls', I was naturally invited along. Before you get the wrong idea, I wasn't 'one of the girls' enough for them to go stripping in front of me or showering with me... it was quite the opposite. They were acutely aware of my gender and sexual orientation, they just felt comfortable enough to go on a shopping trip abroad with me.
The upshot of this was that I ended up with the sofa bed in the living room, whilst the girls shared a bedroom in the suite of the hotel. That worked well for me -- I'm not particular about sharing a bed, but like I'd said, we were getting along fine without any of the sex or relationship thing getting in the way, and truth be told, I was pretty happy with the way things were too, even though I was between girlfriends at the time.
That living room was long, by the way, and the door to the girls' room was at one end whilst the sofa and TV was pretty much at the other end. We'd only just arrived in the city and been caught up in the whirl of shopping (as the girls were wont to do), and only got back to the hotel in the early hours of the morning.
I was really knackered by then... although I'd spent much of the day in coffee shops waiting for the girls, as the sole male member of the group, I ended up being the 'shopping bag mule' for them as well.
It didn't take me too long to fall asleep after washing up (I was last in line to the loo, of course, being the gentleman that I am), and I'm not sure how long I'd been asleep before I was rudely awakened, by the sudden sound of an expletive and the sensation of something falling directly on top of me.
Perhaps I should explain that although I'd been assigned the sofa bed, the air-conditioning wasn't working very well and it was a rather hot night, so I'd decided that sleeping on the floor was the cooler option. I'd simply moved the sheets and a thin quilt down, and settled down for the night on my makeshift bed on the floor. I didn't even bother covering myself with the quilt, it was that hot.
"Uhhhhh!" I grunted as that something soft smacked down hard on top of me. My cock took the brunt, and immediately swelled up in response. "Aooowww!"
"Fuck! Sorry!" was Jeanie's next utterance. I recognised her voice in an instant. Jeanie was 30-something, pretty, with big eyes and pouty lips, and skinny as hell. She was just slightly shorter than me, a fact that had been reinforced earlier that evening when she bumped into me as she exited the bathroom while I was stepping in (I'd thought it was vacant). Her towel stayed on her, but being half my size, she literally bounced off me and would've fallen if I'd not caught her.
She clung on to me while she gained her balance, her chin resting on my shoulder. Her eyes had been sparkling when she finally stepped back and retorted: "Is that a roll of coins in your pocket or are you glad to see me?"
That's Jeanie for you, always quick with the snappy retort. I felt her chin up against my shoulder again as she lay on top of me, trapping my erection between our bodies.
"Wha... what are you doing..?" I murmured, still a little confused.
"Sorry... I couldn't sleep and I wanted to read, so I... came out to look for my glasses," she whispered in my ear. "I... It's been a while. Do you mind just letting me lie here for a bit?"
I nodded, remembering how the girls had been talking about Jeanie's "dry spell" in relationships during one of our rest breaks. She'd admitted that she hadn't been seeing anyone for more than two years, but insisted she was fine with being carefree and single. "At least, I didn't have to get anyone's agreement to come for this holiday," she had grinned as she sipped her coffee.
As she lay on top of me, however, her hands reached out to mine and pulled my arms around her in a hug, giving the lie to her jovial comment earlier in the day. "Mmmm," she murmured in my ear. "That's nice!"
I didn't say anything also because it was kind of hard to talk when your prick's taken a whack like that. It was probably her pubic bone that had done the damage, and that I felt still pressed up against my cock. Damn. I hoped she wouldn't notice. Given her sharp wit, I wasn't sure what sort of comment to expect from Jeanie.
Then I realised that she wasn't wearing a bra, because I could feel her tits pressed up against my chest. OK, so Jeanie's on the skinny side, but she did have more than just mosquito bumps upstairs. They weren't as full as some guys seem to like, but for me, well, breasts are breasts, you know? And these breasts were just about a handful, and pressed up against me, moving slightly as she breathed. What could I do? My cock just got harder with each breath she took.
"Speaking of my specs, I suppose I should..." Jeanie suddenly remembered her stated mission. She shifted to lie on my right shoulder, her thigh sliding across my lower belly, I felt her hands alight on my throbbing erection. "Is that my? Umm... that's not..." she began, then she giggled. "Oh, sorry! My god, I thought that was..."
Her hands left my throbbing dick. "I really thought that was my spectacle case!" she whispered through her giggles. "How did your girlfriends take that thick thing?"
OK, I'm not exactly very long in the penis department, but I've had more than my fair share of complaints about my good little friend's thickness. I've had two women baulk when they saw it, and one of them even asked if I could somehow make it smaller so it wouldn't hurt her going in.
I shrugged, not wishing to say anything. I don't know... given my pledge to not let anything develop between myself and any of the girls, I didn't think it was... appropriate to discuss sexual stuff with any one of them. Especially if any of them was lying on top of me, her body pressed up against mine in the dark like Jeanie was. I admit it... I was kind of embarrassed by her discovery.
Her hands suddenly descended upon my prick again. "Wow... I really thought it was..." she began, then she suddenly delved into my boxers and fished out my still throbbing dick.
"Hey, getting a little personal, aren't we?" I whispered at her. Not that I minded it that much. Her hands were soft and warm, and my cock stiffened even more in appreciation. Fuck, this was moving us into dangerous territory here. Would we be able to to maintain our friendship if she continued to manipulate my cock? How would we be able to look each other in the eye tomorrow morning?
"Shhh! Just let me have a feel of this... monster," she replied, her fingers fluttering up and down my shaft. "Yup. A monster it is."
I said nothing else as she appeared to enjoy exploring my cock with her hands as much as I enjoyed letting her do it. It had certainly been a while for her, because she was cooing and breathing more heavily as she felt me up.
