Invite her over

Eventually I **** her to come back to my place so she?d have a place to stay for the night. Before hitting the hay, we decided to sit around on the couch for a bit.

?Hey Phil,? she began in a tired voice, ?you really ought to go get a girl or something.?

I looked at her with a single raised eyebrow, ?What brought that up??

She yawned, covering her mouth, then looked at my lap, ?Well you don?t hide that too well?? slowly lifting her index finger, pointing it directly at my lap. I looked down and noticed that I had a bit of a bulge attempting to push out of my pajamas. In an instant, I quickly grabbed my pillow and put it in my lap, trying to hide the embarrassment. I couldn?t tell, but I believed that my whole face turned red because my face felt really warm in a quick instant.

Carol chuckled a bit, ?Oh Phil, you?re silly.?

I narrowed my eyes at her, ?Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny.? She smiled, stuck her tongue out at me, and put her head back on my shoulder. Under her breath, she said, ?Ah, boys and their toys.?

I rolled my eyes; I really didn?t notice that it grew. In fact, I didn?t recall when it did get hard. The problem was that I had noticed it and it now was sore. I could still feel it through the pillow and it hurt like hell. I had to go to the washroom and take care of it, otherwise I was going to have a problem dealing with it later.

?Carol, I need to get up,? I said to her, nudging her to get her head off my shoulder. Frowning, she asked while lifting her head off and straightening herself up, ?What?s wrong??

She gave me a stern look, ?Look Phil, if you really need to,? she started as she lifted her shift off, tossing it to the side, ?I can help you out, okay?? Of course this came to me as a big surprise; with wide eyes, I was staring at a very attractive friend of mine with a great chest that was being held back by a lacy black bra. I am a very trustworthy and good guy who would never harm a friend in any way, but there is a limit to my defenses; she obliterated any hope I had to use my brain instead of my lower head.

She leaned forward and gave me a kiss on my cheek, ?This doesn?t change our relationship in the future, m?kay??

Carol reached down and unbuttoned my pajama buttons, revealing the bulge that was being held back by a mere pair of boxers. She unbuttoned the front end of my boxers to let loose a rock hard shaft.

She then got up off the couch, kneeled down in front of me, and then gripped my long member with one of her hands. She kissed the top of the head, smiled, and then began to stroke slowly up and down the shaft. I groaned in pleasure, closing my eyes to simply enjoy the feeling.

?Hang on Phil,? she stopped sliding her hand up and down, causing me to open my eyes to pay attention to what she has to say, ?I?m only going to jerk you off; I?m not going to do anything else.?

She began to stroke me again, ?I just don?t like the taste of guys nor am interested. You?re just a special case.?

With her free hand, she began to massage my sac, which was an interesting experience. Jerking up and down, faster and faster; she began to get me fairly close to my breaking point.

Only after five minutes, I had to let Carol know? otherwise there was going to be a big surprise in store for her.

?Carol? I?m almost there?? I groaned out, leaning head forward again.

She kept pumping, but had to let go of my sac, grabbing her black sleeveless shirt. ?Let me know and you can cum on my shirt, okay??

When the time came, she put her shirt on the top of the head and kept pumping while I made a mess on her shirt. I opened my eyes and looked down, noticing that her eyes were wide and the shirt over my member.

She looked up at me, then looked at the shirt with a circle of white liquid on top, ?I folded this twice ? this is a thick shirt ? and it still went through.? She shook her head, took the shirt off my member, then put her lips on the head ? sucking the tip dry to make sure nothing was left. She took her lips off the tip, let go of my shaft, licked her lips, and sat next to me on the couch again, smiling. ?You?re lucky that you eat a lot of fruit, otherwise I would have spit that right out!?

After giving me a tight hug again, she grabbed my bed blanket again and headed back to my room. I re-buttoned my boxers and pajama bottoms; I finally felt a little relaxed after having that edge taken off. I looked to the floor where she left her black shirt; I sighed, grabbed the shirt, and headed for the laundry room. I thought it would be a good gesture to have it washed after I dirtied it up.