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9:04 am Thursday, 22nd May, 2008

I ache from his touches, his fingers leave trails of fire in their wake. Every part of me wants J now; I can feel my pussy aching for him, geting hot and wet with anticipation.

Yet, I know this is wrong, and so I pull away from him, telling him so. I apologise, outwardly to him and secretly, to myself. The mood is broken, I can tell he is frustrated, but there's nothing for it, he's my friend, and we shouldn't be doing this. Reluctantly, J agrees, and I make my way upstairs to grab a spare duvet and pillow. I explain that J will take my bed and I will sleep on the sofa. J lets me do as I have said, and I wish him goodnight. I undress downstairs, and although I'm physically tired, my mind is racing as I lie on the sofa. He'd SAID we could share the bed without anything 'happening'. He'd SAID he'd even put pillows down the middle! He'd MEANT something different, and I knew it.

I could hear J moving about upstairs, then silence as he slipped between the sheets on MY bed, as I lay on the sofa, a little too small and not particularly comfortable. The little devil in my head was whispering encouragements to me to go upstairs and do what I wanted. The little angel voice which was supposed to be my conscience was putting up only the most feeble of excuses as to why I shouldn't act on my desires. I desperately wanted to join J, knowing damn well that if I did, our friendship might be lost forever, but somehow I unable to resist the mix of curiousity and lust.

Finally, I can bear it no longer. Fifteen minutes on the sofa was enough to convince me that I needed my bed even if I couldn't have the man in it. The house was cold now, and so I wrapped myself up in the duvet and padded upstairs. I hesitated at the bedroom door, which J had left ajar. My hand rested on the handle as I took a deep breath and pushed it open.

J was lying full out in the centre of the bed, asleep, arms and legs spread out like some long legged spider, at over six foot tall he was too big for the bed, and it made me smile to see him like that. I closed the door over and let the duvet slip from me as I made my way to the side of the bed. Gingerly, I lifted the duvet to slide into the bed, warm and cosy with his body heat. I couldn't help but take a peak at his naked body, the long rangey limbs, hairy chest softly rising and falling, I knew it was safe to look at him now, not like earlier when I had been so confused. His cock and balls looked so inviting as he lay there, I just wanted to touch them, just once, to satisfy my curiousity.....................

I stretched out my hand, and was milimetres away from caressing his large cock, when I heard his voice. 'Enjoying the view?' he murmured. I snatched my hand back and spun around to face J. I tried to stammer an apology, explaining the uncomfortable sofa, curiousity and everything in one long jumble. He let me trip myself up on my words, obviously savouring every moment of my confusion and embarassment.

And next time I'll tell you what happened next..............................................



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