I arrived at Mel’s house at about 7pm, twelve bottles of lager in a bag in one hand, and two bottles of wine in a bag in the other.
“You must be psychic!” She laughed, opening the door and letting me inside.
“What do you mean?”
“Well uh…” She hesitated. “I kinda might have invited Lewis over too…”
“You did WHAT?” I cried, mouth agape.
“I thought you wouldn't mind!” She returned apologetically.
“I dont. Or at least, I wouldn't if you had told me earlier...”
I sighed and took the alcohol through to the kitchen, there wasn't any point arguing about things now. Mel followed me like a shadow and stood in the doorway.
“If I knew it would bother you this much I wouldn't have invited him over…” She said. “I just kinda figured it would be nice for you guys to get to know each other a bit better.”
“Hello! I had a sex dream about him last night, I definitely want to get to know him better! Just would have liked to know about it first!” I spat.
“Woah, woah, WOAH. Back up a second. You are already fantasizing about this guy?” She said, a smile spreading on her face.
“...Yes.” I blushed, turning my attention to filling the fridge with the beers.
“You naughty little bitch!” She chuckled. “Spill it!”
“Maybe we should have a drink first.” I suggested. “Whens he dropping by?”
“He said he would be here by 9, so we have time.”
I opened a pair of lagers and passed her one, and we sat ourselves down in the lounge. Apparently we were watching ‘The Descent’ first. Great, I thought to myself, another completely laughable attempt at a horror film. It wasn't long before Mel lost interest and started badgering me about my dream.
“Tell me!” She squealed. “Tell me, tell me, tell me!”
“Fine…”
I recounted as best I could - everything, from the draft on my arms from the open window, to the warm touch of his skin on mine. Everything. She listened gleefully to every detail, and asked more questions than I thought possible, or necessary. I was just getting to this mornings incident when I was interrupted by a loud knocking at the door.
“Speak of the devil.” Mel laughed.
“Hadnt you better go and let him in?” I blushed for the second time that night.
I looked about the room. How long had we been talking? There were 8 empty bottles of lager on the table, and I still had one half full in my hand. I glanced at my watch - half past 9? Christ time had flown by…
“Hi there.” Lewis said, standing in the doorway, eyes fixed on me.
“Oh! Uhm, hey!” I said, looking away.
“Why dont you take a seat? I'll go get us some more beers!” Mel said, disappearing into the kitchen. He looked great - his neatly trimmed beard framing his face just as well as his strong jawline and cheekbones. He slumped down on the other end of the sofa, one arm resting casually on the back, the other hanging over the side.
“What are we watching?” He said, motioning to the TV.
“Erm. We finished watching the Descent and kinda ended up talking about stuff so we still haven't swapped movie. D’you want to pick one?” I asked.
“Sure, what have we got?”
I reached over to the table and pulled the pile of DVDs towards me before passing them to Lewis. He flipped through them vacantly and passed them back, tapping at the one on top and grinning like an idiot. Antichrist.
“Theres only four bottles left so I brought the wine too.” Mel said, startling me.
“Alcohol is alcohol, who cares if its wine!” Lewis returned.
“True that brother.” She laughed, setting the glasses down and filling them. “So, what are we watching now?”
“Antichrist.” I sighed. “Lewis picked.”
“Cracking film.” She winked, slipping it into the dvd player.
I found myself more interested in watching Lewis than the TV. Minutes dragged into hours and soon we had pushed through Antichrist, and The Strangers too. Instead of getting up to change movies this time, Mel sauntered over and sat herself between me and Lewis.
“So.” She slurred, placing a hand on both mine and Lewis’ thighs. “Its getting late.”
“Yes, its getting late.” I echoed, standing and folding my arms.
“Helena don't be like that!” She said, throwing her arms around Lewis.
Unacceptable. Absolutely unacceptable. I looked from one to the other, regarding them with an icy stare. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
“Lewis. You better go.” I growled.
He stood and mumbled something, but did as he was asked. That left the incredibly drunk Mel to deal with. Wonderful.
“How dare you!” She started.
“How dare I? How dare you!” I snapped back.
“Last I checked, this was my house!”
“Yeah it is, but what you did was out of order.” I said, barely able to control my frustration.
“Oh, im sorry for wanting to have a bit of fun!” She spat, standing now to look me in the eyes.
We stood there, eyes locked, both taking deep, deliberate breaths in order to look intimidating. I opened my mouth to say something, but was shocked when Mel snaked her arms around my back and slipped her tongue into my mouth.
“What are you doing!?” I whispered, barely able to think.
“Shhhhhhhh.” She said, winking.
I merely stood, unable to move as she snogged the bejeezus out of me. It felt wrong of me to admit but I kinda enjoyed it… the way she kissed me was different than the guys I had been with; she was delicate and precise, completely the other end of the scale with what I was used to. And my word she smelled good.
“No but seriously.” I said, slowly sliding my hands around to cup her butt. “This is wrong.”
“Wrong? Maybe.” She giggled. “But it will be fun!”
I returned the kiss this time, savouring the taste of her lips and the feeling of her warm ragged breath. This was certainly an experience I wouldn't soon forget.
“The dream you had. I have been thinking about it all night, im crazy horny.” She gasped. “Fuck me right here you naughty bitch.”
“I dont know…” I said slowly.
“Oh, you know alright. If you wont make the first move then I will.”
Before I could protest she had slipped a hand down my knickers and started fingering me. I didnt want to be outdone, so I did the same to her; keeping one hand firmly clutching her ass I started stroking her clit.
“Mhmm.” She whispered into my ear. “Just like that you bitch.”
It didn't take long for us to make our way clumsily to the sofa, locked in our awkward embrace the whole time. The longer we played the more I was convinced this wasn't weird at all...
“Hold on.” She said, removing my hand from her crotch. “Let me go get some things. I wont be two minutes.”
Red faced she turned and went upstairs. Not knowing what else to do with my hands, I sucked the fingers I had penetrated Mel with. She tasted so sweet! My mind drifted a little and I started playing with myself, fondling my breasts and running a finger between the lips of my vagina.
“Come on, i'm getting bored down here!” I called.
“Give me a minute!” She called back. “Keep that pussy warm for me will you?”
I smiled and continued pleasuring myself for a while until Mel returned.
“So, what do you think?” came her voice from the doorway.
I turned to look and my jaw dropped. She was stood clad in nothing by a corset, a garter belt and a pair of thigh high stockings, and in one hand she held a fairly large dildo.
“I totally would.” I mouthed.
She flashed a smile and made her way over, taking a seat on my lap and placing her hands behind my neck.
“So you slut, who is fucking who? She whispered seductively.
“I think you should totally do me first.” I said, winking.
She brushed my nose with a finger and traced a line over my breasts.
“You have such magnificent tits.” She whispered into my ear. “I wonder how they taste?”
She pulled off my shirt and I unfastened my bra in record time, her tongue working wonders on my now exposed nipples. I licked my fingers again and resumed stroking her soft underside.
“Oh yes, just fantastic!” She breathed.
She stopped playing with my breasts and turned her attention to unfastening my jeans. I stopped my stroking to help her, and we slid them down to my ankles. She chuckled quietly and reached for the dildo.
“You aren't really going to stick that thing in me, are you?” I said, worried about the size.
“You bet your cute little tush I am!”
I barely had time to brace myself before it had penetrated me. She was gentle at first, and only pushed it in a couple of inches, but as she stroked my stomach plunged it deeper and deeper, twisting it left and right too.
“Oh my god!” I squealed. “Its too much!”
“Too much?” She laughed. “Not from what you told me earlier!”
She continued thrusting about seven inches of rubber dick inside me, but either due to this mornings play or just my damn hornyness recently I couldnt cope...
“Mel, im fucking going to cum.” I said through ragged breaths.
“Good to hear it!” She chirped.
Right away she pulled out the dildo and tossed it aside, choosing to attack my now incredibly wet pussy with her tongue. It didn't take her long to tease a squirt out of me, my mind going completely blank momentarily.
“You dirty slut! You didn't tell me you were a squirter!” She cried.
“I didn't know until this morning.” I chuckled, pushing myself up into a sitting position. “Your turn!”
“You better fuck me hard.” She said.
“Oh I will.”
She helped me to my feet and I slid off my jeans and panties from around my ankles. Mel opted to drop to her knees and slouch over the arm of one of the chairs. I took the dildo in my left hand and made my way to where she was waiting.
“We don't tell anyone about this, you understand?” I whispered.
“Definitely not!”
“But I think…” I said slowly. “We can do it again.”
“Fuck yeah!”
I dropped to my knees and spread her vagina slightly. Seeing my best friend like this turned me on in ways I couldn't imagine.
“You have such a pretty little pussy.” I laughed.
“Never had it called that before…”
I gave it one last stroke before plunging my tongue inside. She fiddled with herself and moaned quietly.
“Play with my ass too.” She asked.
“Um… No.” I said, firmly. “I think we will save that for another time. Tongue fucking you is weird enough!”
I wiped her juices from my chin and teased her with the end of the dildo before pushing it deep inside her. She gasped and had to steady herself, but I merely spanked her ass and toyed her harder and faster.
“That feels so good.” She purred.
“Its meant to!” I said, stroking her left buttock. “Now, get your ass on that sofa.”
I slipped the dildo out and waited for her to assume her position. She sat, legs spread, hands on her thighs. Her eyes regarded me with wanton lust. She was an absolute machine, I thought to myself.
“What are you waiting for?” She said. “Stick it in me!”
I was glad to oblige, this time grasping the dildo about halfway up its length; and opted to pump her as fast as I possibly could, only inserting it maybe three inches at most. With my other hand I groped her breasts and rubbed myself on her leg. There was something about seeing her bite her lip and lose herself in her orgasm made me feel good about myself.
“That was divine.” She whispered after regaining her composure.
“Im glad you liked it.” I said, kissing her softly on the cheek. “But its kinda late…”
“Oh christ yeah! I forgot about the time.”
“Can you clean up by yourself?” I asked, slipping my clothes back on hastily.
“Yeah I should be fine, don't worry about it.”
I pulled my tshirt back over my head and pulled Mel in for a tight hug.
“I love you dude. Don't change?” I said softly.
“Wouldn't change for the world, friendo.”
I released her slowly and let myself out. What a queer night - in more ways than one - I thought to myself as I made my way home.
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