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Before I Moved

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This happened a few months ago, about a week before I moved from my old city.

It was one of those get togethers friends have when they know they won’t see each other for quite some time. I had gotten a job across the continent to the other coast, and in another country.

I had a friend visiting I had not seen in some time as she herself had moved to a city a couple of hours away. As tends to happen with this particular friend, we had been deep into port for the last while and feeling the cheery effects while watching some movies and talking while cuddling on the couch.

At one point, she announces that he wants to take a shower, so heads into the bathroom, leaving the door open. After several moments, I decide to join her. It wasn’t uncommon for us to fool around when we were together. A great friends perk. We both knew we’d never make it work in a relationship, so there were no expectations when this did happen. As I enter the washroom, I see here in the shower, eyes closed under the stream, hands moving over her body.

As I get into the shower with her I wrap my arms around her and kiss the back of her neck. She pressed back against me and, even through the port, it didn’t take long for me to come to full hardness, grinding against her slowly as we enjoy the heat from the water. Before much longer our hands were between each others legs, teasing, toying, and stroking.

After a little bit, she turns around and presses her front against me while we start to kiss deeply, grinding more and more against each other. I start to saw a bit, pulling my hips back a little more and more each time. Every now and then with a particularly long stroke/grind the head of my cock catches at her passage and forces in just a little. She’d make the cutest little sighing groaning sound, but each time it happened I’d end up pushing in just a little more. First just the tip… then my head… then some of my shaft… After a little of this I just reaches down, took hold of her hips, and pressed in all the way.

The sensation was intense, and the alcohol made sure I didn’t cum too fast as we started to fuck. Slowly. Under the water from the shower. Though fucking bareback wasn’t common for us, it did happen sometimes. Maybe it was the alcohol. Or maybe knowing we wouldn’t see each other for a long time and the emotion involved between us. Whatever it was, it didn’t matter. Here I was, under the hot shower water with my raw flesh buried to the balls inside her.

After some time we get out, either of us had reached an orgasm. She decides he wants a cigarette so I follow her onto the balcony of my condo. I don’t smoke, and it’s late November, but the recent hot shower and alcohol help keep things warm as we stand out there pretty much naked. As she smokes, I kneel in front of her and eat her out some. My balcony faces the street, but it’s really late at this point. The balcony was surrounded by frosted glass so it’s quite possible someone could have seen. Not liked we cared though.

We head back inside when things start to cool down and into my bedroom, where I start eating her out a bit again, before I put her back down onto hands and knees and quickly push back inside her from behind. Still excited from before, there’s no resistance as I start fucking her again. Being bi, only thing better than fucking raw, is getting bare cock up my own ass… But that’s a different story.

Before long she’s on her back as I drive deep into her, the deliciously luscious feeling of flesh on flesh, and I can tell I’m starting to get close. I tell her, and she tells me not to pull out, to shoot inside her. As we’re kissing and nibbling on each other’s neck and ears, I start driving in harder. Doesn’t take much longer before the peak hits and I feel the cum racing through my cock and pumping deep within her. Grinding hard against her as I shoot my load right into her, triggers her own orgasm as we peak nearly together.

After this we just snuggled up and slept. It was a good night, and a great way to say “good bye for awhile” to a close friend.

It was about a month after I moved. She calls me and lets me know that our last night together left her with a wonderful reminder of me, and I’ll have to come visit in eight months to meet my child.

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