Best Friends And Oral Sex In College
This is a real story and I haven’t dramatized anything here. As I tried and failed to find substitute names to narrate a beautiful experience, I am using initials. A (being the boy) and K (being me). First things first, A and I first met in our college’s first year. We’ve been friends ever since. He’s single and I am mindlessly committed to my high-school sweetheart. S (my long term boyfriend) lives in a different city. So, any physical contact we share is limited to a very unreasonably horrible number of times a year. Although my boyfriend and I promised each other that we’d meet every three months, life never allowed us to. As we’re clear with all the characters of this erotic Indian sex story , I would like to revise for y’all once again. I am K, my boyfriend is S and my best friend is A. This is the story of how I and my best friend A found ourselves getting intimate in a deserted classroom during our college fest. There’s always a special connection between the two of us. I thought it’s limited to the occasional flirting game we play with each other. We mostly tease each other and he knows of the relationship I have with my boyfriend S. And S too is very supportive of my friendship with A. They speak sometimes, although it’s limited to notifying each other about my presence or message or call and sometimes birthday surprises. It all started a week before our college fest. A is a sports person, he furiously plays cricket and I, on the other hand, is a singer. We both enrolled ourselves in respective events. We were given time slots every day to practice. It’s a serious event as winners of respective events are sent to inter-college events and it’s considered an honor to represent our college team in any inter-college event. We have a historical record in winning majority of the events. The participants of indoor games and other events would be given the chance to use classrooms on the fifth floor and outdoor game students can utilize the ground. All participants scattered in the unused classrooms on the fifth floor. Those classes are given utmost privacy as participants are ought not to be disturbed. A and I left our classrooms and reached one of the classes on the fifth floor. We ran towards the last bench. Though A belongs to the outdoor game category, no one would come and ask us questions. We decided to use this opportunity to sit and speak and gossip. It was an empty classroom and we decided not to be loud. My best friend moved a little closer to hear me clearly. We sat with only a few inches acting as a separation between the two of us. After some 10-20 minutes, I went outside to fill my water bottle and came back. Meanwhile, my best friend was checking his social media in the classroom. He put his hand on the bench and me without noticing, sat on his hand! And while moving his hand in a reflex, he unintentionally touched my crotch!! I did feel something and he too might have sensed it. I moved away. We didn’t discuss it up until late that night. “So, I observed you moving a little far away after..that incident..” “Which incident?” I asked. “You sitting on my hand,” he said. “Oh, I did?”, I asked. Though I was dying to ask him, I controlled my emotions and hormones for a while. “It’s okay. But, I did see a change in your expression acknowledging the position of my hand. It wasn’t intentional is what I want to say.” “That’s okay” I replied. I didn’t bring that conversation again and he too, unfortunately. We let the moment pass. I was disappointed with the fact that he didn’t bring it again. We were talking about my boyfriend coming to the town the following weekend, a day after the end of the college fest. My best friend was helping me select a nice shirt for my boyfriend. He asked me, “Why aren’t you asking me to select you something?” for which I replied saying, “My boyfriend selected what I should wear”. He said, “Cringeeeee!” I didn’t know when the conversation shifted towards sex and other fantasy stuff, I told him that my biggest fantasy is having oral sex with my boyfriend and I was disappointed when he said no to that. My boyfriend was scared to have bacteria and other harmful germs transferred from the vagina or ass! I wasn’t asking him about anilingus as it’s a far cry, as he’s not even into cunnilingus. My best friend was patiently listening to my blabber and he smiled as a reply. “Get lost,” I said and made a face. “Want me to help you with your fantasy?”, the flirt in my friend was quick to respond. “Come to my home and feel free to help”, I flirted back. And minutes later we’ve lost track of the mindless chatter we indulged ourselves in and called it a day. We continued our practice and the following day was the last day before the fest. It was both magical and foolish that me and my friend both remembered the conversation we’ve had a couple of days ago. He said, “The room is empty, we could actually try it now.” “Wait, let me close the doors”, I replied as I really walked towards the door. I was half-expecting him to ask me to come to my senses in a friendly way and my other half wanted him to figure out a way to get into my pants. I walked towards him and winked. He pulled me closer and I closed my eyes instantly. “Ms.K, mind if I knock you back to your senses,” he said and hit me on my lips. I smiled and playfully hit him on his chest. “I thought you’d proceed,” I said as if I were disappointed. “Aww, let me do it,” he said and this time, he quickly pulled me closer. As if he was giving me time to contemplate the consequences, he waited inches away from my lips. I decided to stop giving a fuck about reality. I moved closer and our lips touched. My best friend bent a few inches even as he was sitting. We were almost 8 inches apart in our heights. He’s 5’10 and I’m 5’2.