0 comments/ 70445 views/ 7 favorites Seducing a Friend By: unique_cabelas John liked to wear pretty dresses and loved the feeling when he wore sexy lingerie. His favourite dress was a black short dress with pink highlight strips and lacy black bikini brief g-string (which made his bum look very cute) with a sexy push up bra which he wore with implants. Just the feeling of slipping on this sensual underwear made his member grow with excitement and the pre-cum flow. Now John was not out and doubted his ability to pull off being a woman and had not built up the confidence to venture outside the bedroom as Belinda the blonde fun loving girl which he transformed when in her favourite black dress. Belinda had always fantasised about how she would lose her virginity and hoped it would be one of Johns hot friends, as they might understand how important it is for a woman to lose their virginity to someone they trust. But this was not and easy thing to bring up in conversation and offend one of Johns friends of being gay. One day after putting on the final bit of blush, Belinda thought to herself if I can go out of town on a small trip and fool the people there that she was a real woman she could seduce one of Johns friends for sure. Carefully planning all the arrangements so she would leave late at night as not to be noticed by the others in her building she booked all the necessary details online. The plan was set and the weekend had arrived. Belinda had shaved her silky smooth legs the night before; they were a great set of long legs and began to slide on a red lacy g-string and matching bra. Her member began to stir with the excitement of what she was about to do. She then slipped into her tight leather mini skirt, red blouse and finished her make-up. Looking in the mirror she thought to herself you little whore bag your going to break their hearts. Three hours latter Belinda arrived at the hotel and sat in her car working up the courage to walk inside. After 3 slow breaths she exited the car and entered the hotel. Walking through the lobby and passed a group of men waiting for a cab, she feels their eyes focus their attention on her as they stop their conversation to have a perve at this stunning blonde with beautiful long legs in a short mini skirt. Belinda knows she has succeeded and takes a deep sigh of relief. After getting her room key she approaches the gentlemen and begins to flirt like she has never done before, not as Belinda anyway. Belinda ask the gentlemen if they would like to buy this lady a drink and get more relax and know each other, so they head to the lobby bar. Belinda orders a Cosmo while the boys start drinking scotch on the rocks and the conversations start following. Turns out these gentlemen are from the same city as Belinda and they all become quite friendly. Tom and Nick sit across from each other while the one that Belinda really wanted, Nathan sat across from her. Belinda felt a little naughty with her new found confidence and began to massage Nathan's balls with her feet; this went on for ten minutes with Nathan struggling to keep up with conversation. Nathan then announces he was going to the little boy's room and Belinda said she would love an escort to the ladies with a little giggle. Belinda grabs Nathan by the arm and leads him into the disable toilet where they begin passionately kissing trying to ram each others tongues down their throats. Nathan's hands are fondling Belinda's great ass as he slides under her skirt and touches her smooth ass grabbing a handful of her bare ass tightly in his hands. Belinda begins franticly undoing his belt and unzipping his pants to revile a 7 inch erect cock. Belinda takes a moment and slowly strokes the shaft down to Nathan's balls and takes a deep breath as she places her first cock in her mouth. At first she begins to choke a little but then soon gets the hang of working her mouth up and down Nathan's shaft while fondling his tight balls. Nathan begins to moan and twitch but Belinda stops holding the tip of his penis. Belinda wants to work his hot cock more and builds up a load worthy of her first attempt. As she slides up and down the 7 inches of cock, she plays with herself feeling her own cock begin the twitch, the pre cum juices flow and she moans in pleasure she is having. Belinda has worked herself up so bad she begins to orgasm in her lacy red panties and moans causing Nathan to clutch her hair as he shoots a hot salty load into Belinda's mouth which she shallows every last drop of. They both clean up and straighten up before heading back to the group before they notice they were missing. Belinda decides it time to head to bed and gives Nathan her mobile number to call when back in their home town. Belinda's went to bed thinking her weekend plan went better than expected and she was thrilled to have sucked her first cock. She went to sleep dreaming about her next cock she would like to suck. Belinda was back in her town and it was Friday night, she was ready to start the plan which she had though of last week. John had called his friend Vic knowing very well he was not going to show and wait till the last minute to cancel on Vic leaving him all for Belinda. Dressed in her favourite dress the black dress and her sexy lingerie lacy black bikini brief g-string with sexy push up bra the blonde bomb shell waited for Vic to arrive at bar. Using John's phone she text Vic with a very sorry message she then walked over to the table where Vic had sat. Belinda stood in front of Vic, a very well presented strong Black man and introduced her self, asking if she could join him as she was stood up. Vic did not hesitate and began to say he was also stood up by a friend and asked Belinda what she would like to drink. Belinda asked for a sex on the beach and began conversation. Was not long before she was flirting and the foot was massaging Vic's balls. After a while Vic ask Belinda would she like to blow this joint and she replied saying I thought you would never ask. Once back at Vic's apartment over looking the water they shared a glass of wine on his balcony and locked lips in passion, one hand slid up the back of her short dress onto the lacy g-string while the other caressed her tiny breasts in her implentanted bra. Before long Belinda had Vic's pants down with his 8 inch cock in her mouth, something she would not have dreamed of before now. She worked every bit of his cock into her tiny mouth and could taste his salty pre-cum on her tongue. She could feel him twitch under her command and did not want to waste his load in her mouth but wanted him to fill her virgin hole with his steamy load. She stopped and asks for him to take her as she could not take it any more; she needed to feel his cock deep in her. She told him it was that time of the month so he could fuck her in the ass and normally she would have blow him off but she need his cock bad. Moving to the bed Vic eagerly pulled her panties aside and began to rim her ass providing lots of spit while fingering her hole. He rested the head of his 8 inch cock at the entrance of Belinda's ass as she laid on her knees waiting for her first fuck, Belinda said "Take it slow baby I'm a virgin, its my first time in the ass" and giggled. Vic slowly slid an inch of his ridged cock inside of Belinda, she moaned and could not believe it was finally happening. Slowly Belinda's ass relaxed and opened allowing Vic's cock to slide in to the hilt. He began to slowly thrust, Belinda moaned in ecstasy screaming fuck me baby and began to push back on Vic's hard cock. The feeling was amazing for Belinda as Vic's cock was tight filling her virgin ass and touching her deep in all the right places. Her own cock was now fully erect and was twitching ready to explode in orgasm. The thrusting was faster, Vic was thrusting as hard as Belinda was pushing back on his cock to feel his cock deep inside her. With one last thrust deep in Belinda touching her in her spot she began to orgasm wave after wave in her panties clenching her ass while she bucked in her own orgasms sending Vic over the top. Vic shot his steamy white load deep into Belinda's ass and spilling out the sides and over her panties. Vic pulled out and Belinda cleaned his cock with her mouth smiling then kisses him with thanks. Seducing a Friend Editor's Note: story contains gay non-consent themes. * Farid and I have been friends for three years now. He is two years younger than me. He has a perfect ass, but the thing I like about him is his feet. I haven't actually seen him barefoot, but the way his boots are fitted with his feet, I think he has great feet. When I masturbate I think we are having sex. Even thinking about him makes my cock hard. After our college holidays, I searched on the net how to make a person unconscious, because I badly wanted to fuck Farid. So I decided on chloroform. Most of the classes end by 2, but we usually go at 4, because we use the laptop. On that fateful day, there was no one around, so I went to the bathroom and poured chloroform on a piece of cloth. I returned and Farid was lost in the laptop. I put the cloth against his mouth. He tried to struggle but the chemical had done its work. I carried Farid into the classroom and locked the door. I put him down on the chair and then I tied his hands behind his back. After an hour, he came to. I was standing in front of him. When he saw me, he started cursing me. I told him to shut up. "I only want to taste your feet. If you make a noise I will kill you!" Hearing this he became quiet. I walked up to him and took off his shoes and socks. Seeing his feet made my cock hard instantly. They were milky white and more beautiful than I imagined. I had been waiting for three years for this moment. I took his foot in my hand and felt his heel and soles. Then I nibbled his heel. I started licking his soles. I was lavishly devouring his feet. While I was doing this I could hear him moaning. It was only a matter of time before he would want me to fuck him. I sucked on his feet for another 15 minutes before stopping. I took off my own shoes and socks. My feet are also pretty sexy. I said to Farid, "All right, now I want you to devour my sexy feet." I put my feet up to his mouth and he started sucking my feet. It was like I was in heaven. I was moaning uncontrollably. After some time, I took my feet off his mouth. Then I took off my pants and took out my cock. It was six inches long. I spit on my hand and massaged his feet with my saliva. Then I rubbed spit on my cock and then started rubbing my cock against his foot. I saw a large bulge in Farid's pants. I knew he had gotten hard. I couldn't hold it in any longer and my cum dropped all over Farid's feet. I started rubbing my cum over Farid's feet. I started kissing his cum soaked feet. Then I undid Farid's pants. He was pretty hard. I started rubbing my feet against his cock. He was moaning in pleasure. In a minute he came on my feet. I rubbed his cum all over my foot. Then I rubbed my feet against his feet. "So do you want me to fuck you?" I asked Farid. He said, "Yes." That was all I wanted to hear. I untied his hands. Before I knew it, he had grabbed me. I put his hands under my shirts and started caressing my boobs. "Ohhh Yeah!" I moaned a little loudly. He took off my shirt and vest and started sucking my nipples. He was placing his mouth and tongue all over my breasts. After 10 minutes, I put his cock in my mouth and started blowing him. "I'm about to come." I told him to come on my breasts. He rubbed his cum on me with his cock. Then I bent him over and put my cock in his ass. He had a very tight ass. I started pounding him. "Yeeess! Ohh man, don't stop, don't stop, fuck me hard! Fuck me like your whore! Fuck every hole in my slutty body,aaaaahhh!" When I came I came over his face, and then started kissing him. He was a really good kisser. After we put our clothes on he said his parents were out of town and I should come to his house tonight. I smiled. This was going to be the start of a very beautiful and feet filled relationship. Seducing a Friend I knew Harris was supposed to have gotten back from his business trip to Virginia that morning so I decided to call him after I got back from work to see how it went. He's a mechanical engineer (though I'm still not entirely certain what that entails) and at the ripe old age of 26 is often flying out to his company's plants in the southeast to do what he calls "quality assurance." He's the youngest of a team of four and flies out with them every few months, usually for a week or two. I often bring in his mail and water his plants while he's gone. We've been friends since college, the closest in a group that still gets together once a month or so for pizza or drinks. We were never a couple nor ever shared any romantic moments (or super-awkward-the-next-morning alcohol induced trysts, like I have with a few other guys during college). He was still together with his high school girlfriend when we met and was with her for two more years after that. I never knew what he saw in that whiny airhead (and that's me being polite), but even after they broke up we remained just friends. Understandable of course. I'm kind of the sporty type, not at all the type of girl he goes for. I'm solid and muscular and not particularly girly. He's kind of tall and skinny, with hazel eyes and a boyish face. We'd often toss around a football in the quad or pass a frisbee back and forth. We've remained platonic friends over the years and that suits both of us just fine. After the fifth ring, he picked up the phone. "Hello?" "Hey, it's Chris. How was the trip?" "The trip was fine. It's everything that came after the trip that's crap." He sounded pretty upset. "You've only been home for 5 hours. How bad can it possibly be?" I asked doubtfully. "You know how when you get home from a long trip, you like to just crash on the couch for a few hours with a cold beer? Well that's difficult when your couch is floating through your living room." "What? May I ask why your couch was sailing off into the sunset?" I asked with no small amount of confusion. "A pipe burst in my kitchen and flooded the entire first floor. I called a plumber and he said it could take a week to get my place back into livable condition. This is a nightmare." "Well, look on the bright side. You always said you wanted a house with a pool." I have a hard time taking anything seriously. "I said I wanted a house with a pool, not a pool in my house. Now I have to stay at the motel downtown for who knows how long, an expense I can't really afford. Thank God I have insurance for the house, otherwise I'd be in up to my ears in more than one sense." "Are you kidding me? The Sunny Days Motel? With the smell of deli meat emanating from the sheets and the noise from the highway 24/7?" "Don't remind me." "Don't be ridiculous. You can stay with me for however long you need. It's not the Hilton but at least my couch doesn't smell like something that fell off of a bun, and I do vacuum every once in a while," I offered. "Are you sure? It wouldn't be a burden? I've been told I snore," he warned. "Not a problem. Although you may wake up with socks in your mouth. Just bring everything you need over tonight and I'll set you up in the living room." "That would be great. We can have the fish I catch in my kitchen for dinner." Later that evening, he showed up with a duffel bag, and honest to god fish sticks. He's always been one for a practical joke. I reheated some lasagna for him and he told me about his trip (I didn't understand half of it but nodded and smiled anyway). The next day was a Saturday and we made plans to go to the park and throw around a football. The next day was a typical hot August day. We'd gotten to the park at around 10 while it was still warm but not stifling, but by 10:30 we were both hot and sweaty. Harris tossed me the football and pulled his shirt off over his head, dropping it by our water bottles under a tree. I pretended not to pay any mind to his sweaty chest, but I couldn't help noticing that he'd filled out quite a bit since college. No longer a lanky boy, but broad and toned with a slim waist. I snapped myself out of it and we returned to the game. By noon, we were both worn out and hungry. As he went over to the tree to gather our stuff, I called to him "last one to the car has to sleep on the couch!" and took off towards the parking lot. I figured that by the time he'd gotten our stuff and put on his shirt I'd have gotten a pretty good head start and would mock him mercilessly when he finally got back to the car. But after about 10 steps I was suddenly tackled from behind. He straddled my back as I lay on the ground and raised the football in victory. "Regardless of what Peter Walters said in the second grade, dirt does not taste like chocolate." I remarked. "Now would you please get off of me?" I felt a weight lift from my back and he offered me a hand up when I finally pushed myself to my knees. He pulled me up and suddenly I was uncomfortably close to his still bare chest. From close up I could see the freckles on his shoulders and a sparse line of light brown hair leading into the waistband of his shorts. He was definitely nicely toned, muscular but not a bodybuilder. I swallowed and pulled my gaze up to his face. I studied his face for a moment trying not to be obvious about my new found interest in his body. I realized that his face had lost its boyish quality and was in fact quite defined. It was an expressive face full of experience, not the same youthful one I always pictured when I thought of him. I wondered how I'd missed these changes and if he still thought of me the same way he had in college. He raised his eyebrows at me, and the moment was broken. "So I get your bed tonight, huh?" He asked. "Well, technically neither one of us has made it to the car yet," I replied. We looked at each other for a beat and then simultaneously turned and started sprinting towards the car. He got there a few seconds before me (sure I'm an athlete, but I was still a bit winded from being tackled and sat on). I dramatically hung my head in defeat and agreed he could have the bed that night, but he gallantly refused his right and said he'd feel guilty all night knowing that I was on the couch when he was the one who was imposing. What a gentleman. I lay in bed that night, tossing and turning. I couldn't stop thinking about Harris. What was wrong with me?! We were just friends and nothing was ever going to happen between us. Even if I wanted it to, he probably still thought of me as the just one of the guys. I had to stop thinking about it so I got up to get a glass of water. I quietly crept downstairs so I wouldn't wake up my sleeping guest, but noticed the lamp next to the couch still on. I tiptoed over and saw Harris lying on his stomach in only a pair of boxers. There was a book on the floor along with the blanket he'd kicked off at some point during the night. Even though I knew I shouldn't, I stood there watching him sleep. He looked so vulnerable with the light casting shadows across his jaw and yet so strong at the same time. I could see the muscles in the arm his head rested on and his long, toned thighs. I longed for him to turn onto his back so I could take the time to study his chest some more. Instead, I turned off the light and crept back upstairs.