"So it has simply been to long, Louise, you have to help me get laid," I said.
My friend Louise laughed as she said, "Ha, well, that's one way to get past the small talk, just blurt out the good stuff." She went on, "I don't think that should be a problem, there are lots of guys in the city and with the assets you are sporting it won't be a problem getting them interested."
She was referring to my rather large chest. 36Cs perky and firm. I feared that might be part of the problem despite having an attractive face and big green eyes to go with my shoulder length straight brown hair, I was a bit overweight. It wasn't that bad, it certainly helped my breasts reach their full potential but I had begun to doubt myself during my dry spell of 8 months.
"Well thanks for the compliment, but I don't think it's as simple as just meeting a guy in a bar," I said.
"Well why not? Just go up to a guy flirt a little bit, buy him a drink, whatever, and after an hour or two ask him to take you home."
"I've done the one night stand thing before. It's not so much for me."
I explained I had had two one night stands neither were memorable. The guys had seemed cute, interesting, but when it got intimate it was awkward. One time it wasn't bad exactly, but didn't really do it for me. I guess I need to know a person a bit, which poses a bit of a problem for me now as it has been eight month since I've gotten any, and its hard for me to think straight once I think sex might be on the agenda when I'm talking to a guy. Also, the first time I did the one nighter was a disaster. The guy lasted maybe three minutes, and we just lay there next to each other for a bit before he left. I didn't want to go down that road again.
Louise was not to be deterred however, "Fine, then, no pickups tonight, but what about exes, or former flings that can get the job done?"
"Come on now, I'm not a complete novice here, I've tried; they are all out of town or dating people."
"OK friends then? That's why you keep guy friends around right?"
"Well there is this one friend Doug who seems interested but I am worried it would be weird, and"
Louise cut me off "Wait, seriously, I can't believe we are still talking about this - Jack, just trust me, your friend Jack."
"Jack... really... Jack? Oh wait you guys fooled around that time at my lake house right?
"Why are so surprised," Louise said. "No worries about Jay being a two pump chump, like you are worried about picking up tonight.
I was stunned. "Wait you and Jack didn't just fool around? You had sex? With Jack?"
A bit of background at the moment I'm 25, Jack and I had know each other been good friends since we were kids. Sweet guy, lots of fun, funny, but I had never really seen him dating anyone. Seemed sort of asexual. When he got back from college I heard some stories from him about girls, but he more or less seemed like the same old Jack. We had seen less of each other of late, were still friends, but not quite as good friends - I was a bit intrigued and needed more info.
"Yeah Kim," Louise said, "he and I had sex, and quite a bit of it actually, on the beach in front of the lake that night at your place. You, I guess saw us fooling around on the balcony, but we quietly excused ourselves and snuck off down to the beach."
"Wow, OK, cool, I had no idea, neither of you ever mentioned anything. And it seems so out of character for Jack to have sex with someone he just met."
"Well, I had just broken up with Matt a few weeks before if you remember and was looking forward to finding someone that weekend and getting him out of my system. Jack did that and then some."
"Really? I can barely picture him with a girl, let alone getting someone else out of your system. He was... good?"
"Good, yeah, that's one way to put it. My memory is a bit hazy - we were both pretty drunk, but he was great! Great oral, we did it for a while out on the sand and then snuck into the pool and did it in there. It was wild, he could go on forever, and was very well endowed. Like huge, like my forearm sized. No complaints from me. Actually thinking about it now, I wouldn't mind seeing him again. But you seem to need him more!"
We talked about it some more but my mind was made up.
Couple of weeks later Jack and I are standing in the parking lot of the multiplex having just finished seeing some very forgettable movie. I realized when we met up earlier that night that while Jack and I were still friends, we didn't laugh quite as easily or seem quite as close as we had before. This made my mind up for me completely that I would try and get him into bed tonight. I got increasingly more and more turned on as I half paid attention to the movie and half paid attention to the sex I would hopefully be having in short order. I figured being blunt was my best bet and once we are out in the parking lot saying goodbye and getting ready to head to ours homes, it was now or never.
"So Jack you know who I had dinner with the other night?"
"Who?"
"Louise, you remember her from that weekend at my folks lakehouse?"
"Yeah, what's she up to," he said giving nothing away.
"Doesn't matter," I answered, "Your name came up though."
"Oh did it," he said with a mischievous grin.
"It did, and I think you know why," I said with a smirk.
"Oh shit, is she pissed at me. I was thinking about asking you for her number, but then I knew she just broke up with someone and I was happy to be the rebound guy for the night and let her be. Did I play that wrong? I feel bad."
"First of all, no, she is anything but pissed at you, said some very nice things about you I might add," I smirked. "I had no clue you guys slept together though." I said hoping that talking about sex would get him in the right mood for when I sprung the idea that it would us tonight having some fun.
"Ok, glad she's not pissed, but now I have to know what these very nice things were!" he sarcastically demanded.
"Well," I gulped, "we were talking about how long it had been since I last got laid - its been quite a while by the way. And the idea of sleeping with friends to get out of a dry spell came up and she very quickly said, I should sleep with you. I was kind of surprised, but she said you guys had quite a bit of sex and that it was really very good and that you are... kind of.. well ... you know," gulped again "large."
"Oh did she now?!?" he cockily laughed.
"She did, and I have to say I have been mighty curious about what it'd be like since she said it. You're a guy, in all the year's you've know me you must have been curious too?"
"Well, of course, I have to say I have always been curious, what with those full lips of yours, what kind of blow jobs you would give," he said looking right at me.
"So what are we waiting for then, let's go to your place," I excitedly said.
"Well, let's do it tomorrow, I'm staying with my father and sister tonight and it would be weird if I weren't home in the morning."
"We could do motel or something?" There was probably more than a hint of desperation in voice at this point, but my embarrassment at that was more than offset by my desire to get laid.
"A motel, come on how cheesy can you get? If you've waited a while what's another day?" He said also this very non-nonchalantly and matter-of-factly, and I couldn't tell if he was teasing me or not.
"Well, fine, no motel, and this may be a bit too cliche for you too, but what about my car? Its an SUV the back seats fold out... the trunk is nice and roomy..."
"Alright, you're on. But not here, there seems to be a security car that patrols."
He explained that this park behind our old high school would be secluded. We agreed on the spot and he hopped in his car and headed there. I walked over to mine, got in, and was the easily the horniest I had been in my whole life.
My friend Louise laughed as she said, "Ha, well, that's one way to get past the small talk, just blurt out the good stuff." She went on, "I don't think that should be a problem, there are lots of guys in the city and with the assets you are sporting it won't be a problem getting them interested."
She was referring to my rather large chest. 36Cs perky and firm. I feared that might be part of the problem despite having an attractive face and big green eyes to go with my shoulder length straight brown hair, I was a bit overweight. It wasn't that bad, it certainly helped my breasts reach their full potential but I had begun to doubt myself during my dry spell of 8 months.
"Well thanks for the compliment, but I don't think it's as simple as just meeting a guy in a bar," I said.
"Well why not? Just go up to a guy flirt a little bit, buy him a drink, whatever, and after an hour or two ask him to take you home."
"I've done the one night stand thing before. It's not so much for me."
I explained I had had two one night stands neither were memorable. The guys had seemed cute, interesting, but when it got intimate it was awkward. One time it wasn't bad exactly, but didn't really do it for me. I guess I need to know a person a bit, which poses a bit of a problem for me now as it has been eight month since I've gotten any, and its hard for me to think straight once I think sex might be on the agenda when I'm talking to a guy. Also, the first time I did the one nighter was a disaster. The guy lasted maybe three minutes, and we just lay there next to each other for a bit before he left. I didn't want to go down that road again.
Louise was not to be deterred however, "Fine, then, no pickups tonight, but what about exes, or former flings that can get the job done?"
"Come on now, I'm not a complete novice here, I've tried; they are all out of town or dating people."
"OK friends then? That's why you keep guy friends around right?"
"Well there is this one friend Doug who seems interested but I am worried it would be weird, and"
Louise cut me off "Wait, seriously, I can't believe we are still talking about this - Jack, just trust me, your friend Jack."
"Jack... really... Jack? Oh wait you guys fooled around that time at my lake house right?
"Why are so surprised," Louise said. "No worries about Jay being a two pump chump, like you are worried about picking up tonight.
I was stunned. "Wait you and Jack didn't just fool around? You had sex? With Jack?"
A bit of background at the moment I'm 25, Jack and I had know each other been good friends since we were kids. Sweet guy, lots of fun, funny, but I had never really seen him dating anyone. Seemed sort of asexual. When he got back from college I heard some stories from him about girls, but he more or less seemed like the same old Jack. We had seen less of each other of late, were still friends, but not quite as good friends - I was a bit intrigued and needed more info.
"Yeah Kim," Louise said, "he and I had sex, and quite a bit of it actually, on the beach in front of the lake that night at your place. You, I guess saw us fooling around on the balcony, but we quietly excused ourselves and snuck off down to the beach."
"Wow, OK, cool, I had no idea, neither of you ever mentioned anything. And it seems so out of character for Jack to have sex with someone he just met."
"Well, I had just broken up with Matt a few weeks before if you remember and was looking forward to finding someone that weekend and getting him out of my system. Jack did that and then some."
"Really? I can barely picture him with a girl, let alone getting someone else out of your system. He was... good?"
"Good, yeah, that's one way to put it. My memory is a bit hazy - we were both pretty drunk, but he was great! Great oral, we did it for a while out on the sand and then snuck into the pool and did it in there. It was wild, he could go on forever, and was very well endowed. Like huge, like my forearm sized. No complaints from me. Actually thinking about it now, I wouldn't mind seeing him again. But you seem to need him more!"
We talked about it some more but my mind was made up.
Couple of weeks later Jack and I are standing in the parking lot of the multiplex having just finished seeing some very forgettable movie. I realized when we met up earlier that night that while Jack and I were still friends, we didn't laugh quite as easily or seem quite as close as we had before. This made my mind up for me completely that I would try and get him into bed tonight. I got increasingly more and more turned on as I half paid attention to the movie and half paid attention to the sex I would hopefully be having in short order. I figured being blunt was my best bet and once we are out in the parking lot saying goodbye and getting ready to head to ours homes, it was now or never.
"So Jack you know who I had dinner with the other night?"
"Who?"
"Louise, you remember her from that weekend at my folks lakehouse?"
"Yeah, what's she up to," he said giving nothing away.
"Doesn't matter," I answered, "Your name came up though."
"Oh did it," he said with a mischievous grin.
"It did, and I think you know why," I said with a smirk.
"Oh shit, is she pissed at me. I was thinking about asking you for her number, but then I knew she just broke up with someone and I was happy to be the rebound guy for the night and let her be. Did I play that wrong? I feel bad."
"First of all, no, she is anything but pissed at you, said some very nice things about you I might add," I smirked. "I had no clue you guys slept together though." I said hoping that talking about sex would get him in the right mood for when I sprung the idea that it would us tonight having some fun.
"Ok, glad she's not pissed, but now I have to know what these very nice things were!" he sarcastically demanded.
"Well," I gulped, "we were talking about how long it had been since I last got laid - its been quite a while by the way. And the idea of sleeping with friends to get out of a dry spell came up and she very quickly said, I should sleep with you. I was kind of surprised, but she said you guys had quite a bit of sex and that it was really very good and that you are... kind of.. well ... you know," gulped again "large."
"Oh did she now?!?" he cockily laughed.
"She did, and I have to say I have been mighty curious about what it'd be like since she said it. You're a guy, in all the year's you've know me you must have been curious too?"
"Well, of course, I have to say I have always been curious, what with those full lips of yours, what kind of blow jobs you would give," he said looking right at me.
"So what are we waiting for then, let's go to your place," I excitedly said.
"Well, let's do it tomorrow, I'm staying with my father and sister tonight and it would be weird if I weren't home in the morning."
"We could do motel or something?" There was probably more than a hint of desperation in voice at this point, but my embarrassment at that was more than offset by my desire to get laid.
"A motel, come on how cheesy can you get? If you've waited a while what's another day?" He said also this very non-nonchalantly and matter-of-factly, and I couldn't tell if he was teasing me or not.
"Well, fine, no motel, and this may be a bit too cliche for you too, but what about my car? Its an SUV the back seats fold out... the trunk is nice and roomy..."
"Alright, you're on. But not here, there seems to be a security car that patrols."
He explained that this park behind our old high school would be secluded. We agreed on the spot and he hopped in his car and headed there. I walked over to mine, got in, and was the easily the horniest I had been in my whole life.