[MF] The time my amazingly hot college friend let me fuck her.

Back in college there was a girl in my friend group, Tina, who I always wanted to fuck but figured I never would. I mean, I wanted to fuck pretty much every girl at this point in my life, but she was way up there: blonde, fit, pretty, and was always dressing to show off her body.

She had a boyfriend outside of our friend group, but that wasn't the only reason why I figured I never had a shot. While she was conventionally very attractive, I just wasn't, and I'd never gotten to sleep with anybody as hot as her. On top of that, I was kind of an asshole and didn't have any game to speak of.

So when she was upset and told me her boyfriend broke up with her, a good and supportive friend would've responded with "Oh no, I'm so sorry to hear that! If you want to talk about it, I'm here for you. How are you holding up?"

Instead, I gave her the old, "Good, he was a tool."

I promise I've grown as a person since then.

About a week after they'd broken up, I invite our group to my apartment to hang out in the pool. Tina's wearing a small blue bikini that looks fantastic on her. She looks especially good in it because she has this big natural sway to her hips when she walks, more than anybody I've ever known. I can't help but watch her walking around any time she's not in the pool.

Somebody suggests we do a chicken fight, and I get paired up with Tina. Did I make sure we were on the same team? I can't remember, but it sounds like something I'd have done.

"Get up there," I tell her, getting neck deep in the water.

She tries to jump up but can't. "You're not bending down enough!"

"You're just too short, try harder."

"Shut up!" She laughs and awkwardly tries to scramble up.

Our usual tone was arguing instead of talking. I don't know why, it's just the way our relationship developed.

As she gets on my shoulders, I realize I'm getting turned on by her legs being around my head. The chicken fight starts and she starts squeezing her thighs tight to hang on, and I'm distracted thinking about what else I'd like to be doing with her thighs squeezing my head.

The fight's over almost before it started, with Tina knocking the other couple over. Happy as I was to get that kind of contact, I try to get people to play more, but no dice.

Eventually everybody leaves except Tina, who changes into shorts and a tank top to stick around and watch Rushmore with me. We're sitting on the couch watching, but partway through she lies down and puts her head in my lap.

Remember how I don't have game? I don't, and this kind of thing still happens to me all the time. I haven't had many girlfriends, but I've had a lot of friends that are girls. Every time I act on something like this I get told I clearly misread the situation. Besides, she just broke up with her boyfriend. She needs time to process.

Either way, I only sit with her head in my lap for a bit. Then I join her laying down, so I'm spooning her while we watch the movie. She snuggles back against me and holds my arm.

We finish the movie and she turns to face me to talk about it - we agree it's one of the worst movies we've ever seen. To this day, I have no idea what people see in Wes Anderson films. We can't believe our friend actually recommended it to us. The conversation slowly dwindles until we're just laying there looking at each other.

I'm looking at her beautiful blue eyes and I'm pretty sure they're "fuck me" eyes. Am I reading into this too much? Is it at all possible this isn't like the other times, that it isn't platonic? Also, I actually like our friendship. What happens if I fuck that up?

She moves her head a tiny bit, almost imperceptibly closer. Or did I imagine that? Would she move just a little bit closer? She's been looking at me in silence for a while now. That has to mean something. Otherwise it's just awkward.I move my face a tiny bit closer to hers and wait.

She moves her face closer to mine and waits.I close the distance and kiss her. She kisses back. It's electric. I never knew why people described things as electric until that moment, but that's the only way to describe it - I felt it surging throughout my body. I'm physically firing on all cylinders, but I'm also going haywire emotionally. This is a friend I've known for years, and she's really into me!

I gently probe her mouth with my tongue and she fiercely attacks back with her own. I've never kissed somebody that aggressive, and I fucking love it. Our kiss turns incredibly sloppy, any kissing technique going out the window. Our mouths and tongues are all over the place in a way I don't know most people are into but I think is the only way to go when you're that passionate.

Having gotten the green light this far, I'm sure as hell going to keep pressing my luck. My right hand is awkwardly positioned above us, but my left is free to move to the small of her back under her tank top. Her breath catches for a moment and she pushes her body into me, her legs getting tangled in mine as her tits press against my chest.

I move my hand down to her ass and give it a squeeze. She pulls her lips from mine for a second to get some air and looks at me encouragingly. Would she have an issue with it if I asked her to move to the bedroom? That feels fast, is that fast? It's probably fine, she couldn't hold it against me if I go for it, right?

"Hey, my roommate could come back any time, you want to go to my room?"

"Okay."

Alright, not the most enthusiastic response I've ever gotten, but I think she was just nervous.

As soon as I close my bedroom door I'm kissing her again, both hands traveling all over her body. I start pulling her shirt up and she lifts her arms so I can get it all the way off. She's wearing a pushup bra that makes her tits look beyond amazing - she really does dress for effect.

I resume our kiss and I reach behind to get her bra off. For all my faults, I've never had an issue getting bras off, but I can't even find the hooks this time.She feels me fumbling and pushes me away.

"It's a front clasp," she says.

"I can't believe you'd do that to me."

She quickly undoes her bra and tosses it away. "Shut up," she says, and kisses me.

My right hand plays with one of her nipples and I lower my head to suck on the other. Her breathing picks up and she presses my head into her.

I unbutton her shorts and pull both them and her thong off, then gently push her toward the bed so I can get my own clothes off in record time.

Now, I'm all for enjoying the moment, but I want to get a second shot at this in the future so this one has to count. I know in the past I've had the most success with eating a girl out. I kiss her, then trail my way down to her tits again and play with them for a bit, then kiss down her stomach until I get to her pussy. I kiss the inside of her thighs, trying to tease her and make her desperately want me to get to her pussy.

She's pretty much silent at this point, and I'm like oh god what am I doing wrong, should I just not? Is she bored? Should I go faster? I'm not comfortable enough at this point in my life to actually ask and talk about things during sex.

I stop trying to tease her and give her a long lick from the bottom to the top of her pussy. She's pretty wet, so I think she's enjoying it, she's probably just shy or quiet. Her breathing speeds up a bit and I know I'm on the right track.

I keep licking her for a while and at some point I've done everything I know - swirling, up and down, side to side, around the clit, attacking it directly, sucking on it - and she's making quiet moans and breathing like she's enjoying it. I just don't know if I'm making real progress. Past girlfriends haven't loved my fingers, but that's all I've got left in my toolbox. I gently circle around her entrance with one finger and she gives an encouraging soft moan. Well fuck, all right then. Turns out every girl is different, who knew?

I push one finger in while I continue to lick her clit, and now she's really into it. She's breathing heavy, she's making cute quiet whimpering moaning sounds. I curl my finger up and start rubbing her G-spot while my tongue is pushing against her clit from the other side, and I know her climax is building. I'm really enjoying the sounds she's making, but I'm also not sure I can figure out if she came or not. Do I do more? Less? I'll just keep going until she stops me.

Mid-moan she suddenly shuts her legs around my head, pushes gently on my shoulders, and says, "Okay, okay."

I ignore her and keep going. I honestly don't remember why, maybe I just wanted to make sure she was satisfied, or maybe I just liked her thighs on my ears that much. Or maybe I'd just gotten into the habit of arguing with her and doing the opposite of what she wanted.

"Stop, stop, it's too sensitive," she says, pushing me harder. I stop. She smiles at me. "Get up here."I move up her body to kiss her and she wipes my face off with her hands before kissing me. Not a fan of the taste of her own pussy, noted.

"I'm going to get a condom," I whisper.

"Okay," she says.

Look, it's not "Fuck yes, I need you inside of me immediately," but it's more than enough for me at this point.

I grab a condom from my desk, get back to the bed, roll it on, and with somewhat desperate urgency, slide my dick into her pussy. After I'd gone down on her, she was dripping wet, and feeling it covering my dick is incredible. I've fucked really wet girls before, so I'm ready for how great that part feels. What I'm not ready for is how unbelievably tight her pussy is around my dick. It's absolutely mind-blowing how good her pussy feels. I'm looking at this beautiful blonde bombshell in front of me, looking at me with her beautiful blue eyes while I fuck her, tits jiggling every thrust, and her pussy is absolute heaven.

I'm not going to last ninety seconds at this rate. I slow down, trying to keep myself from crossing the point of no return. It's not going to happen. She's going to make me cum whether I want to or not. I give in to the moment, grabbing her tight and kissing her while I push all the way in. I start cumming in no time and she wraps her legs around me.

I hadn't even gotten out of her before I said, "Sorry, that's never happened to me before." It's true. I'm the kind of guy that was always afraid of being a quick shot, to the point that I timed myself during my first time ever: 15 minutes. After that, I figured I'd never have a problem. But holy fuck was this girl doing it for me.

"No, you're fine," she said, giving me a big smile. "You already took care of me. I'll take it as a compliment." She giggled a little and I relaxed - she was happy, I was happy. It was a great night.