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Chapter 4
by
little.cindy
Lesson three?
Don't sexualize nudity
"You wanna see me naked?" Mel says plainly, as though she was just saying good morning in the hall on the way to math.
"I... I've never wanted anything more?" You stammer.
"You wanna fuck me?" Mel slips behind you, pressing her back against the frosted glass of her front door. "Right here? Right now?"
What the actual fuck? "I, uh... Where is this coming from?"
"So those are definitely different questions, right?" She nods seriously, and you nod back.
"Um, ya. Sure, definitely."
"Okay then, treat them that way." She reaches out, grabbing the sides of your shirt. "Follow my lead." Her voice exudes nonchalance as she pulls your shirt up, standing on her toes, half-propped against the glass of the door to get it up over your head.
You stare awkwardly at her as she tosses your shirt down and looks expectantly up at you.
"Well?" She says, moderate annoyance seeping through her tone. You swallow, grabbing her shirt as she lifts her arms up, ready and compliant.
Here it is. You're about to strip your best friend naked. And fuck her against this door.
Holy fuck.
You pull her shirt up, running your hands along her taut frame, letting them linger on the underside of her tender, supple, firm...
"We're friends, right?" She raised an eyebrow at you, and you suddenly take in the rather peeved expression on her face. Shit.
"Yes..." You pull your hands away.
"Then I'll give you a second chance." She grabs your hands, placing them on her sides. "Just take off my shirt."
"Right..." You pull up, slipping the thin tank top off her, freeing your best friend's gorgeous, tender, supple, firm...
"Fucking-a you fuck stick!" Damn, that bare-chested jiggle when she slaps you... Almost makes up for the sting...
"Um... Sorry?" You wince as she brusquely drops to her knees and her hands start jerkingly opening the front of your shorts. It strikes you that this door isn't entirely opaque, and you wonder just how much someone might be able to see in...
"Look, fuck stick, do you see me stroking you off right now?" Her upward glare seems so out of place as her hands press along the bulge in the front of your shorts, unzipping them.
"Kinda?" You shrug, awkwardly trying not to stare at her bare chest jostling slightly as she kneels in front of your crotch.
"Okay, so, that's entirely incidental, though, right?" She pauses, your zipper down, the tension of your cock pressing outward all that's left holding up your shorts. You look blankly down, confused, and she growls, exasperated, reaching up to your hips and angrily yanking down your shorts and boxers to your knees in one swift motion.
You swallow, as your hard cock swings free, inches from Mel's frustrated face, still glaring up at you. Your topless best friend, kneeling before your cock just inside her front door...
"Okay, look..." She sighs, standing up, not even seeming to acknowledge how close her breath was to your... "Let's try one more time." She takes a long, slow breath, seemingly collecting herself, her bare chest gently rising and falling back down. You step out of your shorts and boxers, trying not to stare...
"Getting naked and fucking are two different things." She says, raising her eyebrows. "You can want both, but surely one is better than neither?"
Ah. "Right." You bite your lip, trying not to stare at the gorgeous, mostly-naked girl framed in the light of the frosted glass door in front of you. You can certainly appreciate the fine difference in seeing her naked body and fucking her.
"Now, let's see how well you can take off my shorts." She motions toward her somewhat loose-fitting bottoms. You nod, totally prepared to not grab her ass or bury your face in her pussy...
You slip your thumbs in the sides of her shorts and, with the slightest bend of your knees, slip them easy over her butt. They slide to the ground, leaving Mel bottomless.
And topless.
Naked, really.
Just like you...
Fuck.
"Now, we're naked, but not fucking or sucking or eating or whatever, right?" She smiles, stepping out of her shorts and pressing into you. Your cock gently pushes into her stomach, tilting up as she smiles at you.
"I think I get it..." You say, trying to muster earnestness while picturing your cock bursting all over her stomach...
"Great! Next lesson..."
Lesson four?
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Training Days
Your best friend is trying to teach you a few things.
Melanie is your best friend. You've known each other since preschool, and while things got a little awkward around you to in your early teenage years, you've never crossed any lines with each other, and it's not for lack of wanting to, but you're just too good of friends. Before you go off to college, she'd like to teach you a few things....
Updated on Sep 16, 2021
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