Soooooooo this happened a little while ago. It started when my friend Zach was sitting on the other side of my couch in my apartment, his legs stretched out on the coffee table while he scrolled through his phone. I was getting my ass kicked on Hollow Knight (still haven’t completed it) and threw my controller down onto my lap in frustration.
“Fuck,” I remember saying. “I was sooooooo close that time.”
Zach grunted and continued scrolling on his phone. It wasn’t like him to ignore me, and so I reached out my leg, nudging his thigh with my foot.
“What are you so engrossed in?” I asked.
He jumped slightly when I pressed my toes against him, and looked up sheepishly. “Nothing!”
“Hmmmm,” I leaned over, trying to peek at his screen, but he pulled it away from me slightly. I narrowed my eyes at him and withdrew my foot. “You’re being weird.”
“Ah, sorry. It’s nothing. Really.” He tucked his phone back in his pocket. “Just some dumb relationship advice column thing I was reading.”
“Since when do you read relationship advice?” I raised an eyebrow. Like me, Zach was perpetually single—it was one of the reasons we got to hang out so often. I doubt any potential girlfriend would have been very happy with how close we were.
“It just came up on my FYP and I was curious. It was actually about...um...tips for women.”
“Tips for women?” I said, feeling myself smirk slightly. I didn’t want to make him feel silly, but the idea of Zach reading the kind of stuff I used to read in my moms magazines was kind of funny. “What kind of tips?”
Zach squirmed. “You know...like…tips...”
I laughed. “Oh no way? You mean sex tips?”
He flushed red. “Oral sex, yeah.”
“Oh, wow,” I said, surprised. “Why are you reading that? You gonna start sucking dick?”
He laughed. “Noooooo. I wasn’t imagining doing it, obviously! I was imagining receiving it!”
I raised my eyebrow again. “Oh, were you now?”
His cheeks went even redder. “Don’t judge me! It just came up! Don’t you ever get stuff like that on your FYP?”
“Hell no,” I scoffed. “I don’t need any tips.”
“No?” he asked.
I lowered my eyebrows, looking at him, surprised at his boldness. I turned my head slightly, letting my ponytail fall by the side of my head. “No, I don’t.” I said slowly. “I’m naturally talented, I assure you.”
Zach’s eyes widened slightly. “Really?”
“Yes.”
We lapsed into silence for a moment and I looked at him, appraising him. “If you’re so interested, I can show you…”
“Show me? Here?” He looked around the room a little wildly. “I didn’t know you…I don’t know if I—”
“Not on you, silly.” I walked over to my dresser, feeling his eyes on me the whole time. “Don’t be gross.”
My heart was starting to beat faster. I was much more used to Zach becoming suddenly fascinated by the ceiling when I caught him glancing at my cleavage than talking about blowjobs with him. But now I was talking to him about how good I can suck dick, and I felt my nipples hardening already.
I opened the bottom drawer, pushing aside some folded clothes until my fingers closed around it. When I turned around, Zach’s eyes widened.
“Holy shit, Sarah! What the fuck.”
“Oh, come on!” I said. “You were just reading about this stuff, weren’t you? Can’t get prudish on me now…”
“Well…yeah. But—”
“So you don’t want to watch?” I said, holding up my favorite toy. “It’s an educational demonstration.”
I wrapped my hands around the shaft, feeling the weight of it, remembering exactly what it felt like for it to be inside me. Only a few nights ago I had been naked in my room, lowering myself onto it, taking it as deep as I could, imagining it was the real thing, my fingers in my mouth, my tits pushed together, my body glowing with–
“Nevermind,” I said, shaking my head, feeling suddenly mortified that I was waving a plastic cock in the direction of my best guy friend. “Stupid idea.”
“Wait!” Zach said, sitting up slightly as I moved toward the drawer. I turned back to face him, his gaze alternating between my face and the silicone penis, his brain clearly wrestling with the idea of seeing his big-boobed best friend wrapping her lips around a plastic cock in front of him.
“You should show me.”
“Really?” I said, my heart starting to beat a little faster.
“Yeah. I think it would be cool…”
“Okay, cool!” I said, looking around the room, suddenly excited to show him how well I could suck. “Umm, okay, so if I go here and put this here…”
I grabbed a couple of throw pillows from the couch, tossing them on the floor in front of the coffee table, setting up a nice little spot for my knees.
“This will work,” I announced.
Zach watched me, silent now, his mouth slightly open. I knelt down on the pillows, arranging them until I was comfortable, my knees sinking into the soft fabric. The coffee table was the perfect height, coming up to just below my chin.
“Right,” I said, more to myself than to him. I pressed the suction base of the toy firmly against the polished wood of the table. Even though I was on the other side of the table, it wasn’t an accident that I had aligned it right between his outstretched legs. “And...there we go.”
Control of the situation was getting away from me already. I had, in the space of just a few minutes, shown my best friend my favorite sex toy and set up a position to suck it for him.
“Ready?” I asked. Looking up at him from my position on the floor, my hands resting on my thighs, the angle pushing my breasts together, deepening the cleavage of my V-neck top. I was undoubtedly being a little slutty. I felt a little ashamed, but the way he was watching me as I prepared myself to take the toy inside me was way too exciting, and so I pushed those feelings deeper inside me. His eyes flicked down to my cleavage, just for a second, before snapping back up to meet my gaze.
He nodded, blushing, a deep, mottled red that crept down his neck.
Fuck it.
I smiled.
“Okay.”
I leaned in, licking my lips to make them wet and shiny, my hair falling over one shoulder. I pressed a soft, closed-mouth kiss to the very tip, closing my eyes as I did so and letting out a soft sigh as I pressed my breasts together. The toy bent slightly against the pressure of my lips, and I pulled away slightly, looking up at him again. His hands were in fists and his knuckles were white.
Jeeze, I remember thinking. If that’s how tense he is already, he’s in for a hell of a ride.
I looked up at him through my eyelashes, making my face innocent and my voice soft.
“It’s all about anticipation,” I whispered.
I opened my mouth, extended my tongue fully, my facial expression a soft ahegao. I brought my head forward once more, tilting it to the side slightly, preparing myself to cover the cock in my saliva, from base to tip, to suck it sloppily and and hungrily. At the last second, I pulled back and giggled, sitting back on my heels, making my breasts bounce as I did so.
“See?” I said. “Anticipation.”
“Yeah,” Zach said, clearing his throat. “Yeah. It certainly seems effective.”
“Oh, it is!” I said. “Works every time. And it’s great because I love it, too. Should I carry on?”
“If...you want.”
“Do you want?”
“Yes.”
I nodded, leaning in again. I let my tongue unfurl slowly once more, closing my eyes, hoping he would enjoy seeing me that way; my eyes were closed and my mouth open, showing him what my face would look like if I was begging for cum…
I shivered with pleasure, starting to feel a little embarrassed at how slutty I was being, but the embarrassment only caused me to get even hornier, a feedback loop of shame and excitement and desire. I let my tongue peek out, tracing my lips slowly, letting him watch me do it.
“A lot of women, especially in the porn I see, seem to think it’s about speed. Hard and fast and deep and sloppy. And that stuff is good, but a big part of what people miss is the tease…do you like to be teased?”
“I…I don’t know.”
“Okay,” I whispered, my eyes still closed. “Let’s find out. Are you watching?”
I didn’t wait for him to answer. Keeping my eyes closed, I licked the cock from base all the way to the tip. I heard Zach shift on the couch, adjusting himself. I pretended not to notice, but when I opened my eyes he had moved to a new position, his legs crossed and his face red.
“Are you okay?” I said, suddenly worried I was taking this too far. “Do you want me to carry on showing you how I suck? Or should I stop?”
Damn...
To imagine him, how he imagines that this is being done to him and what else will be done 😂
This is scorching hot - I love it! So well written; it’s really easy to imagine the scene.