Meeting with a friend

In the summer, when I was 18, I was admitted to the therapeutic department. I was alone in the room, and it was terribly boring. My mood was at rock bottom—I had just broken up with my boyfriend and now I was in the hospital. Awesome! But I never expected that Lyosha would walk into the room. We had been texting for a long time, and I wanted to meet him, but I was shy. We had a purely friendly relationship. We loved teasing each other, called each other every evening. In short, we had fun. I froze. He sat on the edge of the bed and handed me a chocolate bar.

"You wrote in your status that you wanted chocolate, so I decided to grant your wish."

"Thanks, you're like a magician,"—I

was lying there with an IV and couldn't open and eat my favorite treat right away, which upset me. Lyosha put his hand on my leg.

"Don't touch my fat thighs!"

"They're normal thighs, why are you stressing? But your breasts really are small,"—this cheeky guy put his hand on my A-cup. I was lying there in a tank top without a bra and shorts.

"What are you doing, Lyosha, stop!"—I tried to push his claw away with my free hand.

"But you want this!"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't lie, you like me. You think I didn't get it? Sweetie, I'm 22, I have more experience than you. Admit it honestly. I like you too, for example. See, it's mutual."

He hit the nail on the head. Yes, I liked Lyosha, but I would never have admitted it in my life.

"You think too highly of yourself. I like you as a friend, but not as a boyfriend."

"Don't lie, you probably get wet like a bitch when you see me."

"Believe it or not, that's not the case."

"Wanna bet?"—Alexey crossed the line: he reached into my panties, and there, as if to spite me, it was wet.

"Lyosha!"—was all I could scream.

"See, baby, it's useless to lie to me. Okay, I won't torment you, call me when you're discharged."

"Get out!"—I said in tears.

Finally, the day came when I was discharged. specially for etales.ru I called Lyosha, and he suggested meeting after work for a beer. I was on summer break, so why not brighten it up by spending time with a pleasant person. Yes, he had acted disgustingly, but I forgave him and wanted to see him again. Entering his house, my temples started pounding. We sat in the living room, opened beer and chips. We talked about various topics. And suddenly, he asked me.

"Are you a virgin? Did you have anything?"

"Yes, we were together for over a year after all. So, I'm not a girl anymore."

"What about in the mouth?"

"You want to fuck me and find out in advance how experienced I am?"

"You read my mind, I'm ashamed."

"Ah, I think shame is a foreign concept to you."

"You're not exactly timid either. Don't play the innocent lamb. You want to have sex with me. Your eyes light up when you look at me. Come on, say it: you want me, don't you?"

My heart started pounding. My nipples hardened. My face flushed. He shoots too accurately. I wasn't one hundred percent sure I wanted to give myself to him, there was a part of me that doubted. But when Lyosha kissed me, not waiting for an answer, all barriers were broken. He quickly took off my T-shirt, unhooked my bra, and took my small breast into his mouth. With skillful movements of his mouth and tongue, my friend gave me pleasure. I even stopped being embarrassed about my small size, even though I knew he liked 'C-cup' and above. Tearing off my denim shorts and purple panties, he brought me to ecstasy by going down on me. His hot tongue licked my wet crotch, not forgetting my clitoris or my labia minora. And he even reached my vagina.

"Already came? Don't rush, the main orgasm is waiting for you."

I already passionately wanted his cock inside me, and I was in seventh heaven when his sturdy 19 cm shaft plunged into my pussy.

"What about a condom?"—I remembered.

"Don't worry, I'll pull out in time,"—and he leaned down to me with a passionate kiss. Lyosha moved quickly, his cock sliding easily in my wet pussy. I was lying on my back, he was fucking me hard, gripping my breasts. Later, I got on top and experienced my first vaginal orgasm. My friend pulled out his tool and aimed it at my mouth. I sucked for only a minute, such a large size was unusual for me, but I managed, and a stream of semen splashed onto my face. With my finger, I gathered the male juice from my face and tasted it. Tasty, salty.