My best friend and I; The Weekend

It’s Thursday! I’ve just scaled through humpday in one piece, now i can actively admit to myself that my thoughts have had their main focal point on the impending events of the weekend.

I’m excited, curious, impatient and curious about my excitement.

I start making necessary plans about what to wear and what not to wear, why i should wear them and why i shouldn’t, why i care about whether i wear them or not; and unnecessary plans about how to act normal. I do a mental check of my choices and prepare to worry more tomorrow.

Friyaaay! Work is so exhausting I’m actually beginning to delude myself into thinking that I’m not thinking about the weekend.

It’s not a big deal i think in delusion, planning to spend the weekend with my best friend.

Working hours are over, I’m almost at my friend’s and I’m not as tired as i should be given the day’s work. I think to feign tiredness but then i decide to act as naturally as i can manage.

Why all of this drama??!!!

Honestly, I’m not sure if I’m attracted to him or not; we had been spending a lot of time together.

I’m here now and i don’t feel as uncertain about my thoughts and feelings, i trusted that i’ll be just fine and i already feel i am.

I settle in, he makes it seamless.

The night drifts by and tiredness sets in, i have little strength for my thoughts and little time for them too because we always seem to be talking about something and I’m vested in the conversation.

When he inches closer and holds me in the middle of the night, i wake without moving. My senses are alert and my thoughts are spiraling. I’m a tad scared, amused, curious and uncertain at the same time. This is the part where i become daring but i dare not be daring; the odds may not be in my favour.

He just holds me and i gradually relax and sleep on a little more.

Saturday…the day is going by quite fast.

We settle on watching a steamingly sexual series, mostly sitting/lying side by side.. not weirdly suggestive at all 👀🧐

I do a mental check and I’m surprised i’m not thinking anything sexual with/about him. The pool of wetness in my pants is purely a physical reaction to the assault to my eyes.

Once in a while, i look him over to appreciate his maleness.. his body build and biceps and legs. I think back to the time when we were younger and try to recall what he looked like…definitely nothing like this.

We talk about everything and anything, tease each other, and i’m giddy with excitement and appreciation at the realization of true friendship 🥲

It’s the middle of the night again and his arms find me yet again. I don’t have any of the latter calmness from the previous night, i can’t sleep anymore.

I’m torn between daring him to do more and inching away, staying still mentally and physically is no longer an option; so i get up and leave the room to clear my head.

Sunday… i have a few hours left before i have to leave.

We talk, eat and get high.

I start feeling out of sorts, i decide to lay down beside him while we talk, i panic a little that i may do something i’ll tend to regret.

Of course his arms find me like they always do when we’re lying side by side and my thoughts just go into a frenzy.

My thoughts are amplified and everything said and done just seems sexual. I can feel the euphoria wearing off but I’m already getting aroused.

I want him to touch me in places that’ll make me quiver and beg, i want it so badly i pretend it’s a game.

He definitely knows this because he’s tracing my body with his fingers, no doubt looking for THAT spot.

His hand is between my thighs and my world stops. His fingers are inching closer and closer up my thighs and i can’t take it much longer, they find my clitoris and i just lose all my sense of reasoning so i grab his hand and guide him to touch me from outside my panties and shorts.

I’m so greatly pleasured that i double over towards him and grab him.

Then i recoil and get out of bed… too dangerous a game to continue.

. Spin off

… grabbing his hand and guiding his fingers to caress me from outside my panties and shorts, I want more so i make him bypass the barriers and find my wet pussy.

He toys with my pussy lips then my clitoris and i moan and squirm and drive his fingers inside me.

My hips are thrashing on the bed and i whisper “fuck”.

I’m so greatly pleasured that i double over towards him and grab his ass, i fumble with his shorts and briefs, i can feel his dick… hard and so beautiful 😻

I plant kisses on his dick then take it in my mouth, suckling, licking and nipping teasingly.

I shed my shorts and panties and guide his dick inside me, i wait a moment to revel in the feel and then i start to ride him slowly with « mmm’s » in between.

He grabs my waist, then my butt and urges me on so i ride faster till we both climax.