More than friends?

Suddenly, as if out of the blue, Megan's nervousness seemed to turn into determination, as one of her hands reached for the hair on the back of Charlie's head and the other began rapidly pulling down her pants. An impressive bulge pressed against her white cotton panties, straining as her girlcock throbbed. Charlie let his hand slide up her thigh, looking on as Megan hooked a thumb in her underwear. "Ready to use that throat?" Charlie just nodded, feeling his mouth water. With a single smooth motion Megan let her underwear fall down around her ankles, keeping her right hand in Charlie's hair and pulling face towards her. She pushed his cheek against her stomach, rested a foot against he coffee table and pumped her still growing, uncut cock into his mouth. The softness of her skin felt heavenly against his tongue, as the taste of her precum sent happy shivers down his spine. Charlie let Megan push and pull him wherever she liked and felt her growing harder and harder, each time she pushed her cock towards the back of his throat.

Megan pushed her cock into his cheek, making it bulge outwards as she smacked him a few times with the palm of her hand. "such a good little cocksleeve." Charlie had never heard his friend talk to him like this, nor had he ever expected to hear such words coming out of her mouth. She never seemed the type, but as she continued fucking his mouth, the head of her cock now sliding passed his tongue and into his sore throat, it turned out that there was plenty still to discovered about her. "Take that dick you little whore, fucking take it!" Megan sped up, putting both her feet up and pushing Charlie's face down with both hands so that he had nowhere to go. "Oh my fucking god, you feel so good! Why haven't I been using you all this time?" Charlie's cheeks flushed and his eyes watered, the sounds his sloppy throat made as Megan pumped inside of him echoed throughout his small apartment. He gagged and felt his spit leaking out of his mouth, covering Megan's tight balls. He wished he could tell her how happy he was to let her use him, he really liked Megan, more than he thought he did.

"You're gonna make me cum, oh my god you're gonna make me cum!" Megan was relentless, fucking his face like it was simply a hole for her pleasure, Charlie had his eyes pressed closed, struggling for air every time she pulled out of his throat, just to ram herself balls deep again. Megan's balls slapped against his nose, her cock throbbed violently and her grip on his hair tightened. When Megan pushed his head all the way down on her cock, keeping him there as she groaned loudly, Charlie knew exactly what was coming. He began swallowing hastily, feeling load after load of hot futa cum shoot into the back of his throat and filling his mouth. She tasted amazing, better than he had tasted in a long time and she seemed to go on forever. Every now and again Megan's hips would buck and another few droplets of cum would leak onto his tongue. Charlie lapped all of her up gladly, letting Megan ride out her orgasm until she was completely satisfied.

When she finally came back to her senses, it seemed as if Megan was back to her old self. Still sitting half naked on the couch, her pants and underwear down around her ankles, sitting in a pool of spit and cum on the couch, she blushed nervously. "S-sorry about all that, I don't know what came over me..." She avoided eye contact with him, leaning down to begin pulling up her panties. Charlie stopped her, holding onto her hand and wiping a streak of her cum from his chin. He leaned in closer to her, kissing her on the cheek.

"It's ok Megan, really, I enjoyed that a lot. Thank you." Megan looked up with her big doe eyes, a small smile quivering on her lips. Charlie kissed her, keeping hold of her hand and moving it to the small of his back. Megan kissed him back happily, moaning into his mouth, tasting her own cum on his tongue. When they released each other they shared a giggle, kissing each other a few more times until they both were satisfied. "We should do this more often, like a lot more often." Charlie whispered, resting a hand on Megan's upper thigh. Megan pulled him closer to her, letting Charlie snuggle up against her.

"We definitely should."