My lesbian friend

This story still has me all worked up. It all started with my friend Valeria, a girl I sometimes hook up with when we’re both bored. One day she told me that her cousin, Daniela, who was supposedly super lesbian, was curious about being with a guy. “And well, you, Antonio, are the best at this sort of thing,” Valeria told me, and I just laughed. Why not? If the girl was hot, what was the harm?

We arranged to go out to a bar, the three of us. Daniela was shorter than Valeria, with a slim body but an ass that looked really nice in her jeans. She had short hair, dyed red, and green eyes that looked at me with curiosity. You could tell she was nervous. All night, Valeria made conversation to break the ice, and then, right on cue, said she had to go to the bathroom and left us alone.

Daniela and I were left looking at each other for a moment. “So… you’ve never been with a guy?” I asked her, direct as always. She blushed and shook her head. “I only kissed one, years ago, and I didn’t like it. But with you… I don’t know, I feel like it could be different.” That turned me on. I moved closer and gave her a soft kiss. Her lips were trembling, but they were soft, sweet. It wasn’t a crazy kiss, just a peck, but enough for both of us to feel the spark. We exchanged WhatsApp info and that night, we each went home.

But it didn’t end there. The next day, Daniela texted me. “Can we see each other? Just you and me.” Me, never one to say no, said yes. Told her to come to my apartment.

When she arrived, she looked even more nervous than at the bar. She was wearing a short black dress that showed off those slender legs and a neckline that made me imagine her tits. “Come in,” I said, and as soon as I closed the door, I pushed her against the wall and gave her one of those breath-stealing kisses. This time she didn’t tremble. This time she responded with the same intensity, sliding her tongue into my mouth and grabbing my hair.

“I want to know what it feels like,” she panted between kisses. “Everything.”

I took her to my room, which was a bit messy, with clothes on the floor and a smell of weed that she liked. I laid her down on the bed and got on top of her, kissing her while my hands explored her body. She was more busty than I thought. Her tits fit perfectly in my hands, and her nipples hardened instantly through the fabric of her dress. I took it off slowly, and there they were, her tits, small but firm, with silver piercings that shone in the light from my lamp.

I lowered my mouth to one of her nipples and sucked it, nibbling it gently. She moaned and arched her back. “No one… has ever made me feel like this,” she confessed, and that made me even harder. I continued downward, kissing her stomach, until I reached her panties. They were black, lace, and I could see her pubic hair peeking out from the sides. I took them off and there was her pussy, waxed, pink, and already very wet.

“Are you sure?” I asked her, looking into her eyes. She nodded, unable to speak. I got between her legs and ran my tongue over her entire slit. She tasted clean, with a sweet touch, like honey. She screamed and grabbed the sheets. “Oh, Antonio, I didn’t know it felt like this!” She was moaning like crazy while I licked her clit, then slipping my fingers inside to open her up a little. She was so tight it was hard work, but her wetness helped me.

When I felt she was ready, I put on a condom and got on top of her. “It’s going to hurt a little,” I warned her, and she nodded, her eyes closed. I started to push, slowly, feeling her body resist at first. She was so narrow I could feel every fold, every contraction. She moaned, and a tear escaped, but she didn’t ask me to stop. I continued, sliding in little by little, until I was finally all the way inside.

“Are you okay?” I asked her, and she nodded with a trembling smile. “Yes… it hurts, but it feels… full.” I started to move, slowly at first, feeling her adjust to my dick. Her moans changed, from pain to pleasure, and soon she was moving her hips against mine. “Like that, like that,” she panted, and I sped up a little. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I couldn’t hold back either. It was just too good.

I made her come with my fingers while I kept thrusting inside her, and when she screamed, her body shuddered around mine. It was so intense I almost came right then and there, but I held back. We stayed embraced for a while, panting, until she told me she wanted to try it again.

The second round was different. There was no more pain, just pure lust. I put her on all fours to see that ass I had liked so much. From behind, I slid my dick inside her again, and this time there was no resistance. I entered easily, and she moaned louder. “Harder,” she asked, and I obeyed. I started giving it to her with force, grabbing her hips, watching as my dick went in and out of her slender body. The sound of our skin slapping filled the room.

Suddenly, she told me: “Stop, stop, I feel like I’m going to pee.” I knew what was really happening. “Don’t stop,” I told her, and kept pounding her, even faster. “Let go.” And she did. With a scream, she started gushing, soaking my legs and the sheets. It wasn’t pee, it was a fucking intense squirt, and that turned me on like crazy. I kept penetrating her while she shook, her legs trembling, moaning like a bitch in heat. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!” she screamed, and I had no intention of doing so.

I changed her position, laying her on her back and lifting her legs. From there, I could see her face in ecstasy, how her eyes rolled back with every thrust. “You’re my first time,” she moaned, “and you’re driving me crazy.” Those words made my day. I came inside the condom, pumping until I couldn’t anymore, while she had another orgasm, squeezing me with her insides.

We were left a mess, sweaty, smelling like sex. “And now?” she asked me, lying on my chest. “Are you still a lesbian?” I said, and she laughed. “I think I’m bisexual, thanks to you.” That made me smile.

Since then, we see each other often. Sometimes, Valeria joins, and we have some crazy threesomes. But that first time with Daniela, when I opened up her path, is one of the best fucks I’ve ever had. And the funniest thing is that now, the one who was supposedly the most lesbian, is the one who most asks me to fuck her hard in the ass. Life is full of surprises, and this one, honestly, was one of the good ones.