Best Friends with benefits - Sex Stories

Best Friends with benefits

Annabelle yelled from the other end of the house "Hurry up! We are gonna be late!" She is an old childhood friend of mine and has just recently moved in, as her parents decided she had to move on from their house. I decided to do the right thing as to have her move in with me. I mean, Why not? We both have done everything together. We went to the same classes, hung out at the movies and even spent a lot of sleepovers together. I get too shy when I try to ask her out. "Hey! The bus isn't going to wait on us any longer!" The horn from the bus honked out the window, and I quickly escaped my gaze, where I drew attention to the picture I have of me and her out in the park dressed up for the upcoming prom. My cheeks quickly flushed as I began to feel a little flustered. I rushed to put on the rest of my clothes, reached and grabbed my backpack and set it on the dining room table. I held the picture in my hand, clutching it passionately and sat down on the couch. The way she looked made most girls jealous at school. Slim figure, tight waist, amazing rack, thick thighs..my mind trailed to the thought of her more, and with each detail popping in my head only made me harder. I placed my hand atop my lap and with continuous motions, I glide my firm palm along the meaty member, making my problem worse and worse. I close my eyes, imagining her in every position available in front of me, demanding the attention she wants. The smirk on her face, the wink in her eye, the cutesy schoolgirl giggle I hear, that thick, curvaceous, and firm ass with the way she walks to the bed in that sexy black laced lingerie, crawling on top of it. She would pat on the edge of the mattress, propping herself up placing her back against the headboard, wrapping one leg around another. "Hey, what the fuck are you doing? We are supposed to be at school!" I blinked my eyes repeatedly, realized she is standing right in front of me, looking down at me. I looked down to notice where my hand was, reaching away quickly, and stood up to cover my hardened shaft with my lunchbox.. "ohh, sorry. I was just uhh..yeah..i was meditating." My blush thickens, knowing she knew that wasn’t the truth. She raised an eyebrow, followed by a sound of disgust. "Whatever, lets go."

We walk out of the house and i couldn’t help but stare at what Annabelle was wearing. She wore a red flannel shirt, the sleeves neatly tucked up to her elbow, firmly tied up under her 36DD breasts to expose her tight little waist. A short pair of cut off jeans, highlighting the thickness of her thighs. Her dark red hair flopped in the light breeze, and wore matching snakeskin leather boots. I slow down, and lost a trance tracing my eyes around her firm round wide bottom. An ass so perfectly filled out you could use a pillow for. Now I know why all of the guys at school gossiped on how great it was every time. To actually watch it wiggle when she walked made my jaw drop and my knees almost weak. I bit my lip roughly, completely ...