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 Author: Cheerleader Fan
Title: A Gift From My Friend's Girl
Summary: After finding his room mate's girlfriend's dirty clothes from
the night before in a pile our narrator gets curious.
Keywords: M msolo nosex panties
I hardly think I can be blamed for my actions.  Any red blooded male
would have done the same in my shoes, I think.  I just hope she doesn't
figure out what it is I did.  You're probably wondering too, aren't you? 

Well, alright it goes something like this:

   My room mate and current best friend Ryan has been seeing his current
girlfriend Anna for about six months now.  She's quite the knockout at
about 5'9" tall with a slim build.  If I had to guess I'd say she wore
about a 32B bra, but I don't.  That's what the bra she wore last night
said. Her waist is fit, but not overly muscular and she's got a pleasantly
plump rear.  Like I said, a knockout.  Her face isn't flawless, but it's
about a close as one gets without airbrushing.  Her lips are full and pouty
and her eyes are green, which compliment her medium length dark hair quite
well.

   Anna has been staying over at our apartment one or two weekends a month
for most of their relationship and has been getting increasingly
comfortable with the place.  I don't mind because not only is she some fine
eye candy which our house could definitely use, but she's down to earth and
cool to hang out with as well.  This weekend though she reached a new point
in her quest to become ever more comfortable here.  I rolled out of bed at
about 9AM and wandered bleary eyed into the bathroom for my morning leak.
Well, after doing the deed I took stock of the place and noticed the
clothing she'd worn to the club last night balled up on the floor next to
the cabinet that houses our sink.

   Being the curious fellow that I am (and can't be blamed for, remember?)
I verified that I did indeed flip the lock before taking note of the
position of her clothes then digging in.  On top was the white blouse Anna
had worn.  It was just your standard top, but last night she'd worn it tied
high exposing her midriff and her belly button, a perfectly round innie. 
On top of that a number of the buttons towards the top had gone unfastened,
showing off her ripe cleavage.  This wasn't what I was after though, so I
set it aside and continued on my quest.

   The next item I came across was her bra.  32B if you recall, sheer and
black.  Yes, a black bra beneath a white blouse.  The blouse hid little and
the sheer cups of the bra didn't do much more so you could plainly see her
dark nipples pressed firmly against the material all night.  Anna was a
tease and everyone damn well knew it.  Did we mind?  Of course not!  This,
however, was also not the object of my desire so I set it aside with the
blouse.  I was getting closer!

   There on the floor was the pair of purple hot pants she'd worn.  Last
night at the club they hugged her ass so tightly that they may as well have
been a second skin.  Of the numerous times I'd checked out her ass I never
did see a single panty line so I knew what I'd find was either a thong, a
g-string or nothing at all.  I crossed my fingers and took a peek inside.
There within was a small charcoal gray thong.  I was surprised by it.  It
was just so...  plain.  I didn't expect Anna to even own, let alone wear a
pair of panties this boring.  I pulled them out of her hot pants and turned
them around in my hands a few times.

   After looking them over I brought them up to my nose and inhaled deeply.
Anna's aroma was heady, strong and every bit as beautiful as she was. 
Without even making the conscious thought to do so my tongue darted out and
I gave the material of her thong a lick.  It was still damp and her flavor
was very strong on the cotton gusset, so I surmised that Anna had taken a
shower earlier this morning before I woke.  I immediately felt that tingly
feeling on my tongue that a strong pussy will give you and wanting more I
slipped the thong into my mouth.  It was like turning the knob to 11. 
There was just an explosion of delicious pussy attacking my taste buds, so
I closed my mouth around her thong and got ready to enjoy the ride.

   It was about this time that my cock hit full mast and my hand latched
onto it of its own volition.  My body was on auto pilot as my brain left it
behind, caught in sensory overload.  I began pumping my hand up and down
the length of my shaft and within a minute I could feel the cum rising from
within my balls.  Knowing I had seconds before I'd blow I aimed my cock at
the sink and as my orgasm washed over me my cock started firing.  I
launched three thick ropes of semen into the basin before a shiver ran down
my spine and my orgasm slowly subsided.  My balls gave another couple of
weak contractions, releasing little cum in the process before it was over.

   It was about that time that my mind wandered back into my body and I
felt it prudent to pull the tiny piece of fabric out of my mouth.  I held
the damp thong to my nose and took another deep sniff, relishing in Anna's
musky scent.  After taking that one last whiff I grabbed a wash cloth from
the drawer and did my best to dry her thong of my saliva.  After doing the
best I could I placed them back in her hot pants as near to the way they
came out as possible.  Then I returned the rest of her clubbing outfit to
the best semblance of its former position as I could manage.  After that
chore was done I turned on the sink faucet and ran my cum down the drain. I
didn't think anything looked suspicious so I went ahead and left the
bathroom, Anna's strong flavor still very much with me.

   I walked down the stairs to get myself a quick breakfast and met Ryan
and Anna in the living room on my way through.  We said out good mornings
as I walked past, trying my best not to breathe in their direction.  You
probably think that was being overly cautious of me, but if the taste of
pussy were that strong in your own mouth you'd probably think other people
could smell it too.

   I grabbed a bowl of cereal and went back out to the living room with it.
Anna and Ryan were on the couch, so I took the easy chair and the three of
us got to chit chatting as the television played something about the space
program in the background.  As we talked I had a hard time keeping a
straight face the few times I looked at Anna.  I had a secret the two of
them had no way of knowing about then.  I knew just what Anna's pussy
tasted like and I smiled to myself thinking about that.  And also wishing
that she were my girlfriend.  Oh well, at least I can enjoy this little bit
of her, right?

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