I, 18+ F, am Preeti and come from a very strict family background. My friend at that time, 18+ M, Samarth, used to get materials to help us feel light and float.
One night, I somehow convinced my parents to let him come over for a sleepover. Yes, a sleepover. I could not believe that they had agreed.
I was on cloud nine. We spent some time on my terrace and in my backyard, making good use of the floating materials. I felt light and let go of all my worries. We would do that quite often together.
Then came the time to sleep. Sleep and floatables mixed together; my mind was on some other thought process by this point.
We had two high beds, and Samarth and I were chilling in the bottom one, where he was supposed to sleep. My elder brother was sleeping on the other high bed, the only factor being that he is a dead log when he sleeps. So, there was no waking him up.
At 2 am, I was reading a smut book while lying my head on his shoulder. Both of us were resting our backs against the tall bedside. I am much taller than him.
After a point, I started feeling wet and really mentally relaxed, so much so that I felt turned on and just wanted something to grab me by my neck and fuck me till I begged to stop.
We hadn’t done anything like this before, except for when we got drunk on water and felt each other up 2 months ago. But we never spoke about that.
I asked him in a whisper, “Hey, Samarth… how are you feeling?”
He said, “Bored.”
“How about I make you do something fun?” I suggested.
One thing to know about Samarth is that he is a horny virgin who is ready for any and all action to a point where he would pound his cousin if that meant he got some action.
He took up on the hint but didn’t want to jump the gun. He asked, “What?”
I asked him if he wanted to touch my clit. He was so taken aback that he could not believe what I uttered. He confirmed with me what I said, and he said, “Absolutely… yes!”
He did not waste any time. He immediately reached for my pants and tried to put his hand in. Me being the tease that I am, I held his hand there and told him, “If I don’t like anything, I will tell you that, and you have to listen to exactly what I say.”
That desperate boy agreed in a jiffy and proceeded to put his hand in. I couldn’t help but let out a small moan. I was so wet, and his fingers just confirmed that.
By the way, Samarth is not that attractive, and I’m not into short guys. But you know that feeling that you’re so horny, you’d fuck a stick? Yeah, that’s what I was at that moment.
His fingers went in, glided through my folds, finding my clit with an ever-so-slow tease. The moment he touched my clit, I had to muffle my moans by burying my face into his shoulder. He worked his way around my clit, through my folds, over my pussy, my hold, spreading the wetness all around.
He kept playing with my clit, round and round, up and down, but something did not suffice. That’s when I looked at his face and noticed that his lips were trying to kiss me. The last thing I wanted to do was kiss him. So I put his lips to better use.
I suggested to him between my moans, “I know you’ve never tasted pussy. How about I let you taste mine?”
My guy did not waste a second. He was on his mission to fully get rid of my pants, even if it meant tearing them. He knew I’d kill him if he did that, so he haphazardly pulled them down to my ankle and positioned his face over my pussy. At that moment, I was about to be eaten out for the first time in my life.
His warm breath and his desperate tongue could not hold on for even a second longer. He positioned his tongue exactly over my clit, and sent a jolt of excitement and electricity through me. He licked the entire length of my pussy and clit, over and over. His tongue, fatigued by licking me, was replaced by his lips. Sucking the life out of me through my clit.
An excellent combination of sucking and licking, over and over, and a lot of desperate attempts to finger me kept me writhing and moaning into my hand. It’s a surprise how my brother slept through all that noise.
An added element of suspense was the fact that our door was unlocked, and my parents could walk in at any time and catch us in this sinful act of ours.
Not giving any flying fucks about that, I continued writhing under him, occasionally squeezing his head in between my thick thighs. Wanting my body to be used at the fullest at that moment, I lifted up my t-shirt, exposing my padded bra housing my 36D boobs, with nipples so erect, they would actually cut through my bra.
I guided his hand to my boobs, and his hand naturally shaped around them, one after the other, pulling down my bra and completely exposing me. I hated how much I absolutely loved it. He molded my breasts, pulling at my nipples, and continuing the cycle of eating me out and sucking me.
After a point, I was so invested in this act of sin, I could not take it anymore. That last powerful suck of his lips and the pull of my erect nipples, my body shuddered at the thought of what I had done. Washing with multiple waves of pleasure, Samarth was riding them out in between my strongly contracted thighs.
He asked if he could kiss my cheeks, and I was jelly at this point, so I allowed it. The contrast was quite hilarious. Me, fully exposed, maximally pleasured. Him, fully clothed, was ready to bust a nut at any point. He understood that I would not return the favor, as that was our deal. He eats me out, and that’s what is his win.
As guilty as I felt, I still get turned on by this incident even today.