Was it fate or the best night of my life!
This story happened a year ago; I was 22 at the time and had been dating a guy for 4 years. I had a best friend then named Anton; by the time of this story, we had known each other for a year and a half. Anton and I weren't just close; it couldn't be called just friendship; it was more like a complete kinship of souls. We talked every day and hid nothing from each other. I knew he had only had one girlfriend; they dated for 2 years, and after breaking up with her, he completely avoided relationships and intimacy, so he hadn't had an intimate life for a year.
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story.On that very day, I had a big fight with my boyfriend and decided to drink. It was late, and I barely managed to find an open store where I bought a bottle of strong red wine. After stocking up, I called Anton and warned him I'd be at his place in about 15 minutes.
Having finished half the bottle of wine on the way to my destination, I appeared before Anton already quite drunk, which surprised him a lot. He led me to his room, took the unfinished bottle of wine from me, wrapped me in a blanket, and brought me a cup of tea. He sat down next to me and listened attentively to my whining about the breakup with my boyfriend. At the end of the story, as usually happens in such cases, I said that now I had no one but him and no one loved me, and burst into tears. To my surprise, Anton silently left the room and returned with a bottle of wine, which he downed in an instant. This surprised me even more because Tosha never drank alcohol. For a minute, I silently watched him; he sat down next to me again and looked at me in a way he never had before (or maybe I just never noticed).
"You're a grown girl, but so silly; have you really never noticed how much I love you?..."
At that moment, he lowered his eyes and turned away slightly, and I just sat there silently... I couldn't believe that this wonderful person, whom I never allowed myself to think of as a boyfriend, loved me.
"We've known each other for over a year, and you never thought that maybe I didn't just come to you at the first opportunity for no reason, didn't just care for you all this time for no reason, and wasn't terribly annoyed when you told me about your Ruslan?"
Now he was looking at me differently: the uncertainty and kindness in his eyes were replaced by anger, and that scared me. I didn't know what to answer him because I had thought about our relationship more than once; sometimes it seemed to me that I had never had warmer feelings for anyone before him, but each time I chased those thoughts away and convinced myself that I was thinking about it in vain, that we were just friends and it couldn't be any other way.
"I... I... tried to push such thoughts away..."
"Oh, you silly girl, how could you think that no one loves you?"
I didn't want to answer anything and just buried my nose in Tosha's chest.
"See, you're clinging to me again as if I'm the closest person to you."
"That's right, Tosha, you really are the closest person to me."
I sat on top of him and hugged him as I never had before; now I could allow myself that. We sat in that position silently for a while; Tosha stroked my back, and then I kissed him; he responded to the kiss somewhat reluctantly and without emotion, it seemed to me.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm not sure you really understand what you're doing and are ready for our relationship to change."
"I'm sure; I don't want to just be friends anymore..."
I kissed Anton again, but this time he started kissing me with much more passion; we kissed long and sweetly; Tosha caressed me, and after a while, I felt that changes had occurred in his pants. The longer we kissed, the more I felt his cock becoming aroused and his breathing heavier.
"I want to make you feel good."
I lowered myself and started unbuttoning his belt.
"Are you really sure you want to do this?"
But I didn't answer. I had already taken Tosha's belt off, and now there was almost nothing left to the goal. Another minute, and his impressive cock appeared before my face.
"How did you hold back for a whole year? Hiding such a treasure is a crime!"
I took his hot cock in my warm hands and started stroking; Tosha relaxed and closed his eyes; this relaxed me, and I leaned toward his cock and started licking the head. erotic stories Now Tosha breathed even heavier and started moaning softly. I really enjoyed giving pleasure to this wonderful guy, and I worked even harder on giving him a blowjob. His cock was bigger than my ex-boyfriend's, and I tried to lick it completely; I had never enjoyed it so much before. I sucked faster and deeper and didn't notice how I got aroused myself and started moaning.
"Sonya, my good girl, now it's my turn to make you feel good."
He picked me up and carried me to the bed. We quickly got rid of our extra clothes, and now Tosha saw me completely naked, and I felt a little shy because of it.
"Don't be shy with me, relax, I'll make you feel good," said Tosha and spread my legs; he just touched my little rose, and I was already moaning. He kissed me very tenderly, sucked on my lips, and played with my clitoris with his tongue. Every time he touched my clitoris with his fingers and tongue, I shuddered with pleasure. I had never felt so good before.
"Tosha, I want you so badly, enter me quickly," I couldn't hold back.
Tosha rose up and now he was on top of me; he leaned on his hands and kissed me on the lips, neck...
How wonderful it was to feel the hot, hard, and big cock of a wonderful handsome man inside me, feelings for whom flared up like a flame... It seemed like we had a whole eternity ahead and nothing would stop us... Oh, how good he was, how tender he was; in every kiss, there was incredible care and tenderness, and in every movement of his hips, there was a sea of pleasure...
"Now show me how much you wanted me, show me all your passion," I said and, turning my back to him, got on my knees. No more words were needed; at that very second, Antosha entered me deeply and sharply and started moving much faster than before. He entered me again and again, and I moaned louder and louder. My pleasure spilled out in moans and cries throughout the apartment, and I started moving to meet him. Our wonderful sex became even faster; there was no more passion in the whole world, and soon I felt that soon my former best friend, now the best boyfriend in the world, would have an orgasm; that thought completely blew my mind...
"Come on, my good boy, you're just wonderful," I said and immediately heard a response...
"I'm already, almost there," he breathed even faster...
"Don't pull out of me, do it inside," I said and felt hot seed fill me completely, "how good, you're just wonderful, don't pull out of me for another minute..."
We lay on the bed completely naked after unforgettable and the most wonderful sex and looked at each other. Each of us understood that now our relationship would never be the same again, and that was wonderful.
The next day, I moved in with him. A little less than a year has passed, and in two weeks, we have a wedding. We've lived this time soul to soul, never fought once; we have complete mutual understanding and great sex. How wonderful that on that evening, I came to my best... Tosha!