A Tale of BFFs is just another innocent sex story.

I'd often imagined my first experience to be like the sexy stories I read as a child. Little did I know that my first time would involve my best friend Dylan.

We were always in each others' lives. Our parents were close and we lived together. We went to school each day and then after the school day, D and I would spend time at the parks for several hours. When our parents had plans for the weekend or plans for the weekend, we would sleepover at our homes.

There was a night that his parents were away. D was invited to dinner with us and we had a good night's sleep watching The Avengers in my room. It was around 2am when I was up and thirsty.

D was snoring lightly and appeared to be asleep. He appeared so beautiful in his curly locks and his ripped arms. I stared at him while I sip a glass of cold water and thought about how he'd be feeling inside me. The thought of him in my pussy made me feel tingly. My nipples were a bit rough.

I felt a warm tingle between my legs.

The eyes of his friend were closed. I was leaning toward his face, wanting to kiss him so desperately. My heart was beating at millions of miles per hour. The lips of his were so tempting that all I could think about was to eat this delicious dessert of the man with all the splendour he possessed.

He might have felt my hair on his cheeks while he shivered. Doing my best to not abandon my dangerous homemade strategy, I smugly stroked my arm across his thigh, pretending to sleep. My back was now against him and I was pondering the next thing I could be.

Then I stretched out my back a second time and then wiggled my body against his body as I became an elongated ball. My surprise was when Dylan was able to turn towards me, when I sensed his hard and throbbing bodypoke my back from behind. The warm breath of Dylan sat against my back, and his arms moved towards my chest, gently grabbing my nipple against my t-shirt.

My pussy was aching in anticipation when I realised that this wasn't going to be an innocent night of sleep.

It was like I could hear his thoughts loudly. He leaned forward to my neck and gave me an unintentionally kiss that sent me into a frenzy. His hands slipped through my t-shirt and made the way into my breasts. He gently sipped one in order to measure their size . He whispered into my ears, "I've always wanted to play with them."

He did it like a small child, however his hefty grip remained firmer between my thighs, reminding me of the man he turned into.

I turned my head and gazed at his eyes. His lips sat on mine, and it was pure bliss! Many sleepovers wasted me thinking to myself. We didn't waste any more time, and we began to dress one another. Then, before I knew it, we were naked and embracing each other.

My pussy was dripping wet , and was screaming for a pound.

My sweet Dylan did not have any other plans. Dylan gave me a sweet smile and traced kisses from my boobs up to my navel, all the way to my tiny love hole. He took my lips and kissed my clit with a circle.

I groaned in delight as his tongue worked its magic, making me crave the hard, tough manhood within me to throw my innocence out the window. After I could not bear the thought any longer I lifted the hair of his head and pulled his hair up, asking for him to let me go.

He moved across my cheek and kissed me, giving me the taste from my wetness. Then, before I could tell I felt his throbbing body moving within me. I encouraged him to move slowly , and he appeared to be an absolute gentleman. He nibbled at my cheek and then moved his lips to my ears whispering sweet things.

His hands moved my nipples around and then, in one powerful swat and a sigh, the sweet Dylan was completely within me. I was a bit grumpy and he looked me in the eyes, reaffirming to me that he will never harm me.

We started this slow dance with each other's rhythm , unaware of any other thing in the world. My first encounter was just as great as I'd imagined it to be exactly like the ones in those sexy stories.

As his strokes became more and more difficult, I found myself begging him to push harder... as well quicker! My legs were lifted to allow him greater access to my favourite spot. I could feel my excitement growing and I wanted nothing more than Dylan's hot , sticky love juice in my heart.

In the midst of my excitement, I wanted to be in control of Dylan right now.

I took the initiative and I swung my body right, which took him in awe. I shoved down on him just as he was about to take a snub and then sat on the top of him. It was my night and I was not going to let him go in such a short time.

I rode my sweet Dylan and then slowly slid down his cock, ready to begin riding my horse. The expression on his face was amazing. He was the perfect image of my flirty pretty while I took him out to town. He sat on my breasts and slapped my nipples on the back and made me squeal with joy.

It was like I felt his hard cock preparing to explode within me. He slapped my right cheek, making me cry at him, sending me by surprise. As I let go I let him in hard, into my heart when I fell to his chest.

I lay there for what seemed to be an interminable time until I felt him lift my hair away from my face. His lips swung towards mine, and he was hugging me tight like he was determined to never ever let me leave. He gazed into my eyes and I blushed and hugged him back.

He sucked me up into his arms, prior to me being able to speak anything I heard the man whisper "I am looking forward to our next night out" with a cute look on his lips.

I turned my head and whispered "me I'm not!" as we fell asleep in each other's arms.