My friend gets lonely so I was there to fuck him when he got home from work [MF]

I had the day off work so I thought I'd do something nice for my friend.

I'm proud of our friendship that he talks to me about the things he wants, that he's missing, because, I mean, they're things that I have in abundance. He tells me how lonely he feels when he opens the door at the end of the day and his apartment is silent and empty, and I come home to hugs and kisses and intimacy.

As much as I would love to, I can't solve that for him, but I can be the best friend I can be and maybe alleviate some of that loneliness now and then. We're having fun with the things we're doing together, and we're making sure to be careful and open about our feelings.

I'm trying to ease him into how slutty his friend is willing to be for him, but today I wanted to be slutty for him, to be a fun surprise.

I put on my shortest denim shorts. They're too short for public but they're fun for teasing and sexy times at home. I added a white crop top that doesn't reach my bellybutton. Nothing underneath those little scraps of clothing.

When I got to his place, I leaned on the railing so my shorts would ride up a little, letting more of my ass show. I thought about him walking up the stairs and seeing me like that. I thought about him pulling my shorts down right there and fucking me over the railing. Then I thought about the risk of his parents coming by and seeing me like that and that would make me want to die, so I thought that maybe this would be the only time I'm slutty for him in just that way.

Luckily, he was the one who saw me so I didn't have to die of embarrassment. So far, when we're together, we just let things happen. Sometimes they do, sometimes they don't, but they're not really planned. My silly outfit made it pretty clear that I had plans this time. I didn't move at first, just let him look at my ass.

His smile was so cute and his little teasing, "What are you doing," made me feel all warm inside. I told him I was just waiting for him. When he went to unlock the door I put my hand on his arm, let out a little whimper, and kissed him before we went inside. We broke our kiss and I sighed. I didn't even have to try, the kiss was just that good.

I closed the door behind me and leaned back against it. I said, "I know we're still learning about each other, but I thought maybe you're the kind of guy who likes to fuck a pretty girl when he gets home at the end of the day."

He didn't hesitate, but when his hand went right up my top I couldn't help but giggle at my friend touching my tits. I didn't giggle when his hands found my ass though, pushing under my tiny shorts, grabbing.

"Kylie," he whispered. I needed him to take charge, to show me he wanted to fuck me as much I wanted him to. I just looked at him, lips parted, a soft, questioning moan.

He got the hint and when he took my hand and started to lead me to the bedroom I couldn't help but do a little hop/skip. I was so happy. He noticed and laughed and kissed me. I lifted my arms up and he took my top off and dropped it on the floor. He looked at my tits and when his eyes met mine I needed him so much. That hunger...from my friend...

Clothes came off faster than the other times we've been together, knowing what we were doing, what we needed, and all at once I was bent over the bed. He slid his cock along my lips and I pushed back against him and he pushed in and he groaned and for a second I thought that maybe...but I guess my cunt just felt really good and he grabbed my hips and he was fucking me.

I don't know if it was his cock, or that it was him, or that I just really needed to fuck, but it felt so damn good.

"Pull my hair," I moaned.

He slowed down and said, "Really?" Oh you cutie...that made you hesitate? You have no idea...

"Yes. Please," I said, and he wrapped his hand in my hair and pulled, a little. So he doesn't know how hard I like it to be pulled, it's okay, he likes my long hair and it felt good and he groaned and it didn't matter that it wasn't all that long before he said he was going to cum. I always feel so sexy when a guy can't hold back, when my hot little body is too much for him.

"Cum on my tits," I said, and he let go of my hair and pulled out. The best part of it all might have been the way he looked at me and groaned when I got on my knees and looked up at him, opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.

He came. My friend came on me. Right on my tits. So good. He has really nice orgasms. The more we're together the more I'm realizing that he's kinda impressive.

Okay, maybe the best part was after I got cleaned up and walked back into the bedroom and he was sitting on the bed wearing his boxers, my friend, in only his boxers, and we smiled and laughed and I cuddled up next to him and rested my hand on his chest and we sat there and talked and just spent time together.

Being with him is just so lovely, so comfortable, so sexy. It's casual and fun, but it's also meaningful because of our friendship. It's just the perfect combination.

Okay, really maybe the best part was when we were cuddled there on the bed and he had one arm around me, holding me, and his other hand slipped between my legs and he made me cum. He made me cum just like that, holding me close, fingering me, rubbing my clit. I had to try so hard not to cry because it felt so good to cum like that with him, because being with him felt so special, because he's such a good friend and he means so much to me.

We stayed there a while longer and then it was time for me to go. I kissed his cheek, his stubbly cheek, and then I kissed it again, and again. He watched me put my tiny shorts on and I made sure he got another good look at my ass. We had one more good kiss and, I think I've said it before I've written about him, I felt like I just about floated all the way home.