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You Know We'll Make Better Fuck Buddies Than Friends

naked toned man with tattoos
"I can barely speak to him because he is insanely hot and all I can think about is being his fuck buddy"

We’ve been friends since we were kids. Andrew was 7 years old when we met, we had just moved into the neighbourhood and our parents became fast friends. The only problem is that Andrew and I have never really seen eye to eye. He was always picking on me, fighting with me or trying to act all cool in front of his friends. To be honest, we only hung out when we were kids because our parents had forced us to. Nowadays, as adults, I hadn’t see him in a while but I’d catch glimpses of him every now and then at family gatherings. I had watched him evolve from a scrawny, awkward, gangly teenager to shooting up to 6 ft tall, broad and lean, with delicious dark hair and bright green eyes. He had a light dusting of freckles over his nose and I always had to try really hard to not show how cute I thought he was.

When I saw him at my brother’s wedding, I couldn’t even believe it. Andrew had completely transformed, not just “grown up”. He had lean muscle, a sculpted back, chest and forearms. His suit was tailored and it cut his perfectly. I remember wondering if he had a girlfriend or was someone's fuck buddy. The clincher? My brother was marrying his cousin so…we were kind of about to be in the family way. We had naturally seen each other at these gatherings over the years and this time, the image of him in a suit stuck in my mind. I don't know if I wanted him in a boyfriend way or a fuck buddy sort of way. I learned that he was in school for architecture while I had plans to study law.

One day while I was at school in New York City, I got a call saying my apartment had caught fire and half of my stuff was torched. I was devastated. I called my brother and his wife, hoping for a place to stay but they told me they were vacationing in Andrew’s parents summer beach house in Long Island. But they said there was plenty of room and I was welcome to stay with them while I found a new place. I didn’t have any options so I gratefully accepted. Two days later I moved in with what little things I had. Andrew gave me a small room that was directly across the hall from his. It as pretty humble and I didn’t complain because, hey, at least I wasn’t homeless.

As weeks went by, Andrew and I barely talked or even saw each other though we were polite when we did. One Friday evening we all got together and had some drinks and dinner out on the deck. I was feeling a bit relaxed from the wine and asked my sister-in-law, Anna, his cousin, if she wanted to have a dip in the pool. She readily agreed and we went upstairs to get our suits. When we came back down, though, I caught Andrew staring at my figure, checking me out as I walked passed him slowly, as he sat back in his chair looking forward to the pool. Ha, I thought. I clean up good. Take that! The last time he saw me in a swim suit I was just a little girl. Now I have generous breasts, a toned figure and long wavy ombre hair. The perfect candidate for a sensual fuck buddy.

Mi Casa Es Su Casa

Once I got settled into the pool, sure enough, Andrew made his way over, under the pretext of bringing me my wine. I knew what he was doing, I was no fool, but I simply smiled and said thank you and went back to ignoring him like I usually do. About an hour went by in the pool and, pretty soon, I was feeling exhausted and so was Anna. She climbed out of the pool anomy my brother met her with a towel, wrapping her up. As the moved back towards the house, they said goodnight and the sounds of their quiet laughter drifted out to us. It was just Andrew and I left now — well, him and I and the deafening silence between us. But I was getting tired of the silent treatment so I put my drink down, got myself out of the pool and started in towards the house without saying a word to him.

I was almost to my room when I could hear him coming up the stairs behind me. As I turned the corner I caught a glimpse of him, he was taking off his shirt as he walked. His body was sculpted and covered with tattoos. I could feel my heart beating faster with every step I took. I wasn't sure if it was the wine or the fact that I had been secretly fantasizing about him. One thing was for sure: I was clearly more confident in myself now than I was all those years ago. I got to my door, was about to open it when I turned around and saw him standing next to his door staring at me. I didn’t know what to do. I was frozen.

He must have realized he was being odd because he asked me if I was okay, almost as if he were looking for an excuse to say something. I said yes, barely getting that single word out. I hurried into my room, shut the door behind me and ran into my bathroom. I couldn’t believe what I was feeling. What did I want? Did I want us to be each other's fuck buddy? I used to hate this guy and now I can barely speak to him because he is insanely hot and all I can think about is being his fuck buddy. As soon as I was out of my swimsuit and drying off, a knock at the door came. I was praying it was Anna or my brother even as I knew that it wouldn’t be. I wrapped a towel around me and went to the door. When I opened it, it was Andrew, just like I thought. He pushed his way in and shut the door behind him.

"Are you sure you're okay"? he was asking me. We both knew it was an excuse but we were both tipsy enough to not care. I brushed him off and assured him I was fine, just a little funny from the wine. I was suddenly very aware that I was standing there almost naked, my heart beating out of my chest, my knees almost giving out from under me. I quickly turned around went back to the bathroom, and he followed me. I was in the middle of telling him I was fine and that he could leave before I knew it he was ripping my towel off my wet, naked body and throwing in to the ground.

What I Always Wanted

As I stood there naked and completely shocked, Andrew pushed me up against the wall and grabbed a hold of my ass and began kissing me. I tried stopping him because I knew we couldn’t do this. But he was so much stronger and the truth was, he was such an amazing kisser, I didn’t want him to stop. The thought of him being my fuck buddy turned me on. When he finally stopped and asked me what was wrong I told him I was worried things would be even more awkward afterwards. “Fuck it,” he said, hoarsely. “We weren’t that good friends to begin with. We can be each other's fuck buddy instead.”

I really couldn’t argue with that logic and with the way his lips were on my puffy nipples, sucking and biting, I decided he was right. He picked me up and brought me to my bed and laid me down. I felt him move from my nipples to my stomach and down to my thighs. I quivered at the thought of his tongue in me and he knew it. He put both hands on my hips and moved his mouth to my slit. I arched my back at the first feel of the flick of his tongue on my bare and smooth pussy. I closed my eyes and felt each move of his tongue up and down my slit and in and out of my cunt. Soon he was sucking and kissing my clit. My hips were rolling and moans were escaping my mouth. I didn’t want to come just yet so I pulled him up towards me. I don’t know about other girls but I like to come with a hard cock inside me, especially if it was my fuck buddy.

There's No Point In Labels

Without any hesitation, Andrew dropped his shorts and out sprang my fuck buddy and his rock hard cock, ready to go. He picked up my legs and I wrapped myself around him as he slowly found his way to my hole. He started teasing me with the tip of his cock, rubbing it up and down and poking his mushroom top at my dripping wet excuse of a pussy hole. My heels were nearly digging into his firm butt, trying to force him into me. He started laughing at me because of how much I was pulling on him and moaning. Finally, I told him to just fuck me.

And with one fast thrust, he had buried himself to the hilt inside me. I have never felt so much pain and pleasure at the same time. He pulled out a little and thrusting back in, little by little until he was once again all the way in me. Soon he picked up speed and was pounding me with all he had. I could hear his balls slapping against me and our juices slushing together. My tits were bouncing back and forth and his hard body was hovering over me as he ripped into me. I begged him to fuck me faster and harder and, to his credit, Andrew didn’t hold back at all. Our breathing became fast as I dug my fingers into his back.

I could feel each inch of him sliding in and out of me when he would slow down so I could enjoy it. Every few minutes he was pull out and suck on my pink nipples. I would watch as he slowly pulled up on my nipples with his teeth and let go of them so my nipples were big and hard. Each time he re-entered me it was pure ecstasy. I could let him fuck me all night. I was trying to be quiet as my brother and sister-in-law were just down the hall but it was taking all I had not to scream "YES ANDREW!!!!" and scream at the top of lungs with each orgasm that shook my body to its core.

Suddenly, Andrew said through gritted teeth, "Lana, I’m going to cum…oh fuck, I’m going to cum baby… FUCK! I cant hold back anymore!" I wrapped my legs back around him as he drove all the way into me. There was no time to pull out and I didn’t want him to. I wanted to feel his cum dripping out of me and onto my asshole. With one final deep animal groan in my ear, Andrew was shooting his load deep into my pussy. At the same time I started cumming and my pussy gripped his cock even harder. I could feel his hotness and each time his cock spurted another load of cum into me. I pulled him into me and he collapsed on top of me. He was drenched in sweat. As soon as he caught his breath, he picked himself up off me and slowly pulled his cock out of me. He rocked my world and I made sure to tell him that, all he could do was smile.

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