With a friend

Even watching erotica with girlfriends isn't safe. I learned that the hard way. My friend Katya and I once stayed over at my place. Well, we watched a couple of movies. Chatted. Then I sat down at the computer, and she stayed lying on the floor surrounded by pillows.

— Ol, lie down next to me," my friend asked. "I'll give you a massage.

I didn't mind because after half an hour of sitting in one position in the chair, my back had started to hurt. And besides, I love massages. A moment later, I was sprawled on the floor, and she positioned herself on top of me. We started talking about random topics. I relaxed. She kept "working." I didn't even notice

how her hands started moving lower, closer to the G-spot... Then she leaned towards me and whispered quietly:

— Are we definitely alone tonight?" — and as she said it, she casually touched my earlobe.

I said yes and realized with surprise that I seemed to be getting aroused.

— That's good," she said softly, and I felt her change the massage style.

Now her movements were light, like gusts of wind. It drove me wild.

— Do you like it?" she asked, leaning close to me again.

— Mhm," I mumbled and realized I had to do something quickly, or this wouldn't end well. "Okay, Kat, thanks.

— What, already? You usually like it for a long time?" — she seemed to understand.

— Yeah, my back hurts a bit," — of course, that was a lie.

— Well, as you wish," — she got off me and lay down next to me, covering herself with a blanket.

I turned on the TV and started flipping through channels to calm down. And she, without looking away, watched me and silently smirked.

— Don't look at me like that: you're embarrassing me," — I started clowning around.

However, her gaze really was embarrassing me.

— Can I ask you a question?" she asked, giving me a sly look.

— Go ahead," I agreed, guessing what the question would be.

— Do you want to kiss?

— Honestly, no," — that was the absolute truth... or not, — "and you?

— I desperately want to kiss you," she said impassively.

— Oh," — I tried to seem indifferent, but my voice betrayed me with a tremble.

— I really want to sit on you and kiss you...

— Sit, but you shouldn't kiss," I said and was horrified by my own words...

— Why?" my friend pressed.

— Just don't," — at that moment, Katya comfortably settled on top of me.

— You have no idea how much I want to. Don't you want to?" — she apparently decided to achieve her goal.

— You won't believe it, but not really," I replied and pulled my legs towards me.

— If you didn't want to, you wouldn't have done that," she said and leaned lower, — "and do you think I can't make you want it?

— No.

— Are you sure?

— Yes.

Katya lifted my t-shirt and started gently stroking my stomach.

— I can't?" — a devilish mischief flashed in her eyes.

I shook my head no.

— Are you sure?

— Yes," I whispered in reply.

Katya's hands moved higher, towards my chest. I watched what was happening with fascination. I was curious how it would all end.

— Kat, don't, please. Your hands are cold.

— Let me do it with my tongue then," my friend whispered an offer.

— Don't," — everything inside me turned upside down.

Of course I wanted to!!! But my mind was taking over.

— Don't you want to?" Katya asked, and her hands slipped behind my back.

She brazenly, proprietarily, started unclasping MY bra. Needless to say, she dealt with it quickly.

— You can, you can," I said quickly, trying to stop her.

— No, I can't," — a palm touched my breast.

— You can, you can, you can.

Smiling a sly grin, Katya started casually caressing my breast.

— Don't, Katyush, please," I pleaded, fighting myself and my desire, which grew stronger every second.

— How you torture yourself!" — my seductress leaned towards my lips, — "I just can't!

— You can, just please, stop," — my resistance was getting weaker and weaker.

— You're following my lips yourself," — Katya started unzipping my jeans.

— No... no... no," — I thought to stop her hands and miscalculated my friend's reaction.

Katya caught my palms with her hands and, let's say it this way, pinned them behind my head so they wouldn't get in the way.

— How will you stop me now? Don't torture yourself," — she starts carefully touching my lips with hers.

But my damn mind still made itself known... But not for long...

On the next touch, I started to kind of respond, but still not quite. Katya is a stubborn girl, she doesn't back down. Lips are already touching lips. I start to lose myself... doorbell... Bummer.

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