2. Kamryn
Iquicken my pace and trip over my feet doing so. Embarrassment coats me, that I just made out with my best friend. My body is also a livewire as I need to get back to my dorm to take care of the situation that is the need to orgasm.
I’d have to be an idiot to not notice how attractive my best friend is. We grew up together, so I’ve seen firsthand how he transformed from a lanky kid to a hunky young man. He sprang up in height over the summer between our junior and senior years of high school. So he now towers over me at 6’2”. His dark brown hair sometimes flops over his forehead when he needs a haircut and his beautiful blue eyes have the ability to stop me in my tracks.
But I never got the urge to act on any attraction towards him. I couldn’t do it.
Has the thought of being with my best friend ever crossed my mind? Of course, it has.
Have our parents ever hinted that they’d want us together? Of course, they have.
But Liam has always made his taste in girls apparent. Tall. Blonde. Supermodel skinny. And that’s not me.
I’m not short by any means. At 5’5” I’m average height. But I’m the opposite of Liam’s type. My dark brown chocolate, almost black hair, curls if any water touches it. My light brown skin turns a golden caramel when I’m out in the sun for an extended length of time. I work out to stay in shape and to keep the curves I work hard for. I’m so far from Liam’s type that it’s laughable that he could want more from me.
For the longest time, I accepted my role in his life as his girl best friend. I accepted it and it worked for both of us.
Could this possibly be the year that changes everything? I mean we’re not living with our parents and I’ve heard about what goes on in college dorm rooms. Do I risk this decade-long friendship over a simple kiss? Do we try for more without the pressure from our parents? Maybe.
“Kamryn, wait up!” Liam shouts behind me.
I turn to look over my shoulder as Liam jogs to catch up with me. My wayward curls have moved in front of my face, so when I feel him close enough to me, I turn back around and tuck my hair behind my ears.
We walk in a heated and awkward silence back to my dorm. I planned to use the hour until I had to meet back up with Liam to take myself over the cliff that I was on the edge of. Being friends for as long as we have, Liam is everything, including very in-tune to my moods.
Opening the door to my dorm room we both head in.
What exactly does someone say after a kiss like that loosens something inside of you? I toss my keys on my desk as Liam closes and locks the door. I can feel him watching me. But again, what do you say? I stare at a clean spot on my desk refusing to turn around.
Thoughts of what to do continue to swarm through me when I feel Liam’s body heat behind me. He moves my hair to one side to expose my neck. The open mouth kisses he lays there have my chest heaving. His arm snakes around to the front of me as he pulls me against him. His erection sitting hard at my lower back pulls a moan from my throat.
At that moment, everything moves fast. I turn around and our mouths meet. Our tongues tangle as he moves his hands to the back of my thighs picking me up and moving us to my bed. I land on my back as Liam’s weight presses into me. He hooks my leg over his hip as he rolls his erection into me. My hands explore the hard planes of his biceps. The muscles flex in his back as I rake my nails down.
Liam flexes his hips into me again.
“Holy shit.” I moan out as I break the kiss. My hands go to the bottom of his shirt and pull it up. His body heat briefly leaves mine as he breaks to pull off his shirt.
I’m momentarily speechless with how ripped his body is. Weve been to the beach before on our joint family vacations, but I’ve never looked too long as we’ve always had a defined friendship. But now that we’re demolishing that friendship line, I can look as much as I want. His abs are carved to perfection, biceps perfectly sculpted, and forearms that have me drooling. Liam breaks my stare by leaning in and pressing kisses to my neck.
“I have a…proposition.” I pant out.
It’s definitely not thought out. But one can only hope it helps both of us.
Liam continues kissing my neck as his hands move up under my shirt and tease my nipple. “What’s that?” He asks as his thumb continues teasing me. His head dips to suck my nipple through my bra.
All thoughts fly out of my head.
“Oh god…” I groan out. My hands tangle in his hair, pulling and pushing as the pleasure gets to be too much. My nipples are a sensitive spot and it seems he’s got that figured out from the noises I’m making. “Friends with benefits. Casual. Just sex. You and me.” I finally managed to get out.
“Just sex, huh?” Liam smirks at me.
I roll my eyes at him. Pushing him back, I run my hand down his chest and rest them at the waistband of his shorts to make my point. “I’m not saying I want to jump into a relationship with anyone. But I have needs and so do you.” I palm his erection threatening to poke through his shorts. Rubbing my hand up and down. Teasing him the way he teased me. I watch with amusement as he swallows down a moan.
“So just sex. And if and when either of us meets someone, we stop automatically.”
The last thing I want is to ruin our friendship. Adding sex to the mix isn’t the smartest decision. But if the only way I know I can have Liam is like this, I won’t waste a second of time.
“Deal.” He says before swatting my hand away, pulling my shirt off and unhooking my bra before tossing it away. “Christ almighty, Kam.” Liam groans out before grabbing a handful of my breast and sucking a nipple into his mouth. His hand moves down my body to flick the button on my jeans and pull my zipper down.
Lifting off my body, Liam pulls my jeans all the way off and tosses them over his shoulder. Naked under his gaze I bring my hands to my breasts and play with my nipples as his hand goes to the front of his shorts cupping himself.
“Shit. Keep playing with yourself.” Liam says as he slides down my body. Pulling my body to the edge of the bed and throwing my legs over his shoulders, my breath hitches as he blows cool air on my clit. With a stiff swipe of his tongue and an answering groan from me, Liam dives in. Sucking my clit into his mouth with the right pressure has my hips coming off the bed. He locks his arm around my hips and pushes two fingers into me at the same time.
“Oh fuck,” I say as I grab onto his hair and grind myself into his mouth. His fingers twist and hook inside me over and over until I feel myself tensing. Fighting the sensation with the need to pee as he curls his fingers inside of me. “Liam. I’m gonna come,” I choke out.
He stiffens his tongue on my clit as he flutters his fingers against my walls. And that does it. My orgasm has me pulling him closer to me. Chasing a high that I’ve never experienced before.
“Fuck yes,” Liam says. I hear him licking and slurping prolonging my orgasm.
When I come down from my high he continues sucking my clit into his mouth and moves his hands up my body to play with my nipples.
“Let’s see if you can come like this.” His fingers twist and pinch until the bud is a pointy tip. Switching between stiff licks and tongue fluttering against my clit.
All of that has my second orgasm slamming into me. Moaning out his name I ride the second wave.
When the last of my climax fades, Liam moves up my body, placing kisses on my mound, my lower stomach; sucking each sensitive nipple in his mouth, before meeting me in a bruising kiss. Tasting myself on him sends a jolt of desire running through my body. Our kiss is sloppy and has me hooking my feet into the band of his shorts, pulling them down his hips.
His erection springs free and I flip our positions. Sliding down his body I come eye level with his cock. I lick the pre-cum before taking him in my hand and pumping him slowly.
“Are you gonna put it in your mouth or just play with it?” Liam challenges.
I cut my eyes at him. Holding eye contact I lean forward and swallow him to the root and hollow out my cheeks. Liam is bigger and longer than the other guys I’ve been with, so he takes some adjusting. When I pull off of him, my saliva mixes with his cum and I use my hand to lube him up.
My hand continues to pump him as I lean forward and suck on his tip. Using my tongue to flick the head, I take my other hand and cup his balls. Gently tugging and massaging I swallow him to the back of my throat, gagging a little. I continue teasing him before he pulls me up his body in another bruising kiss.
“Condom?” Liam asks, breaking the kiss and moving to my neck.
A rush of nerves zoom through me. Despite us doing this, it’s something we can stop. We can chalk it up to the dare. Something that pushed us to what we never dared try before. But what happens next can change the course of our friendship even more.
“Nightstand,” I tell him.
With a kiss to my neck, Liam pulls away to open my nightstand drawer and grab a condom.
Logic takes over, and I push up on his chest so we’re eye-to-eye.
“Are you sure?” I do my best to cover up the shaking in my hands from the nerves that threaten to take over. My fingers play with his hair at the nape of his neck while the other traces over his jawline.
I watch his eyes roam over my face. Liam has always been an observer so I know that’s what his intention is and I know when he finds it. Yet I have no clue what he’s thinking or feeling. He’s as much of a blank sheet as I am.
“Positive,” Liam responds. “I think this will be good for us. I trust you and you trust me.”
When he says it like that, maybe that’s why this arrangement is so easy. He’s my best friend before anything. If I needed an alibi he was it for me. And same for if he needed one. It comes down to the trust I have for Liam that this feels right.
I hear the tear of the wrapper and then Liam finally breaks the kiss, sitting back on his heels to roll the condom on. I’m still sensitive from the first two orgasms so when he rubs his cock against my clit, my body shudders. He continues to tease me, coating himself in my arousal before slowly sliding inside of me. My leg is hiked up over his shoulder, opening me up to him, before sliding in deeper.
“Shit,” Liam’s groan vibrates my body. “You feel so good.”
I’m thankful he stays still so I can adjust to his size. But as he swivels and pumps his hips a little at a time, I can feel the tingle of another orgasm building and I’m ready for him to move.
“Move Liam,” I encourage and clench around him.
And he does, boy does he. He finds his rhythm as he pistons his hips in and out of me. Slowing down the movement of his hips as his groin rubs against my clit. He repeats that until he tosses my other leg over his other shoulder allowing him to slide deeper than I thought possible.
“Oh…right there,” I whine as he hits that spot that has me grabbing my breasts and pinching my nipples to the point of pain. The noises that come out of me are not quiet by any means.
“Fuck baby. That’s hot. Look down Kam. Look at how well your pussy takes my cock.”
My gaze moves down to where his cock slides in and out of me. “Holy shit.”
The pounding of his cock hits my g-spot and takes my breath away.
Tears leak out of my eyes at the intense pleasure, and I whimper at the pain I’m inflicting on my nipples as I feel my orgasm rushing at me.
Liam moves his hand so his thumb is flickering over my clit. “I can feel your pussy sucking me in. Come for me Kamryn.”
And I do. My walls spasm and my climax allows him to slide in more. He pumps in and out and continues to circle my clit with his thumb until his rhythm gets messy and he finds his own release. Swearing as he continues to pump in and out of me and work us both through our release.
When the last of Liam’s orgasm fades, he pulls out and collapses on his back beside me. Our chests heaving with exertion. Our breaths coming in loud pants. Our bodies hot and sticky with sweat. He reaches back over to my nightstand to grab a tissue to wrap the used condom in.
“So this arrangement seems like it will work.” I finally pant out.
Liam holds up his fist for me to bump. “Absolutely.”
With a chuckle I ponder what to say. The sex was good. Hot even. But I need more. It’s been so long since I’ve had sex that these three orgasms can’t satiate the sexual hunger inside of me.
“Stop thinking Kam.” Liam says.
I glance over and his eyes are closed. “How do you know I’m thinking anything?”
“We’ve been friends for a decade. I know your tells. Your noticeable ones and your silent ones.” He turns his head to face me, his blue eyes seem to see right into me making my heart stutter. The quirk of his eyebrows challenging me to challenge him.
“I was just thinking that it’s totally unfair that I’ve already had three orgasms while you’ve only had one.” Deflecting with a joke to turn this now serious moment back into a fun moment. The silence lasts for all of two seconds before Liam busts out laughing. My face flames as I look over at him. “Stop laughing!”
Hearing him laugh is a good sign. I didn’t want one round of sex to change anything between us. So laughter is good.
“You’re adorable when you get embarrassed. For this to work you’re going to have to say what’s on your mind. No getting shy on me Kamryn.”
I turn on my side to face him. My leg slides between his as I trace a finger through the divots in his abs. “Well there are a few positions I’ve always wanted to try. And you seem like the perfect body to try them out with.”
My fingers trail dangerously low to his semi-hard erection. I trail kisses up his chest, my tongue flicking against his nipple before moving up to his neck.
“What did you have in mind?” His voice is huskier as I tease him.
“Me on top. Against the wall. You behind me while laying down. But if you’re too tired…we can wait.” I start to pull away when his arm clamps down on my thigh.
“You want to be on top?” Liam’s surprised tone kicks my heartrate up.
I nod my head. Because yes, being on top gives me more control. And I orgasm faster and harder that way.
“We do it my way too.” His eyes are wild and his tongue peaks out from the corner of his mouth. I’ve seen that look before as batters enter the batters box and he’s about to throw a wicked curveball.
“Are you topping from the bottom?” My hand drops to his chest.
“No. I just see what’s hiding under the surface with you. Now get up here and turn around.”
Confusion takes over. But not enough to snuff the need to come again. Liam takes hold of my body and straddles me over his lap facing backward. His cock twitches against his leg. I look over my shoulder and sit up a little so he has room to slide down.
He pushes my back down so I’m eye level with his erection. I flutter my tongue over the tip of him at the same time his tongue laps at my clit.
A yelp escapes me. The sensation is overwhelming. His tongue is voracious in its assault against my pussy. My hips move on their own as I pump him up and down. Flicking my tongue and sucking the head into my mouth. His fingers replace his tongue. He falls out of my mouth when his thumb plays with my clit.
A moan breaks free when he adds his mouth back to the mix.
“Oh shit, Liam.”
I pump his cock with alternating speeds, gauging his reaction to the fast and slow pumps, hard pressure and light pressure. The slow pumps and hard pressure makes his toes curl so I add my mouth back. Teasing the head of his cock with fast licks of my tongue, I hear him groan his pleasure.
My experiences with giving head are very limited. Guys that I’ve been with never pressured me to go down on them. They either wanted it or didn’t. They were more of the gifter-types. My previous partners knew how important it was for the girl to be ready for him than it was the guy. But in the small amount of times that I did go down on them, I made sure it was good for them and for me.
I’m no saint, so I may have picked up a thing or two from reading and porn. I’ve gotta say...those pointers are really good.
“If you don’t want a mouth full of cum, I’d stop right now,” Liam warns.
I pump him faster and he swells in my mouth. A garbled curse comes right before he shoots down my throat. I work him through his orgasm making sure to not spill a drop. When I feel him start to soften in my mouth, I release him with a pop.
I turn around and kiss my way up his body. Our tongues tangle as I let him taste himself. The kiss turns heated and just as Liam reaches over to grab another condom, his phone chimes with an incoming text.
With a reminder that the outside world does indeed exist, we both deflate.
“Shit. It’s Brandon.” Liam gets out. “Said he’s going to the gym to make sure we have a spot.”
Rolling out from under me, Liam finds and pulls on his clothes. Watching him tuck in his semi sends a rush of heat flooding through me. I will myself to snap out of it. It’s just a dick. My eyes travel back up his body and see him smirking at me. I realize I’ve been caught.
“See you at the gym?” I deflect as smoothly as possible.
Will he kiss me on the cheek? A high five? An awkward wave? It’s not like we’re now dating after being friends for years. We’re just testing the waters. Seeing how this arrangement plays out.
With a nod of his head and a quick, “Yep,” Liam heads to the door.
And with one hesitant awkward head nod and a half wave, he leaves my room. I flop back on my pillows with a huff. This is what I didn’t want to happen. It shouldn’t be awkward with Liam. This should be easy. Just sex.
The problem with just sex is that as women, we’re ashamed when we enjoy it and a liar if we say we don’t. Is it bad if I enjoy sex with my best friend? I mean, I don’t think we would be the first friends to cross that line.