"Sup, Melissa," he greeted me, coming into the house.

"Hey, Ted," I added, watching him. 'Well, he is handsome,' I thought, before pulling my bra strap out along with my thong.

Then I followed him to the living room, and we sat down together.

"So, what did you want to do tonight? See John Wick 5?"

"You mean like a date?" I pondered, getting closer to him.

"Well, no, i just met as we've always done together, that's all," he replied, before a gap. "Oh, you meant that as a joke. I'm sorry."

"It's okay," I giggled, pushing his leg. "So, what happened with Maria?"

"Um, nothing really. I guess we didn't click, and that's off now."

"Wait, that's it? You only went out for a few weeks."

"Exactly, if there's nothing there, then why bother? I have my best friend to hang out with, I guess. We wanted to go see the movie, so now we can."

I sighed, but noticed that something did catch his eye. I had to peek down to see my thong sticking out even though I knew it was. I saw him jiggle a tad, so there was something it appeared. Nevertheless, I didn't know what to say or do other than show a little.

"So, do you want to go?"

"Sure, Melissa, but you're chipping in on the popcorn, though."

"Okay, I can do that."

"Where are your parents?"

"They're out now, why do you want to do it with me?" I joked, pushing him.

"No, of coure not, Melissa. I was just curious, and I'd..." he rambled, peeking at my bra too.

"What?"

"Um, you're bra and thong are both out, you know."

I sighed and hid them. 'So, you like what you see, but don't want to even give it a second thought. We're besties, and it's not you're gonna get #Metoo'ed, dude. You didn't want to stay with Maria, but could that be because of me? I don't know, but my parents have me thinking. What am I supposed to think?'

"So, you want to go now?"

"Um, sure."

Anyway, we went out to the movie and sat together as we did a million times before. Sure enough, my parents words made me want it. I had looked forward to seeing the movie, but he stole my attention.

I chipped in for the popcorn and let it sit on my lap. I couldn't help, but watch his hand go back and forth. I tried to keep a lid on my lust, but he was practically trying to bait me it seemed. He smiled at me many times, but didn't talk.

'Oh, fuck it,' I thought, before letting my head on his shoulder.

It took a few seconds, but he turned his head to me and gave me a look.

'Okay, that went smoothly,' I thought, letting my head up.

I sighed and just watched the movie while eating the popcorn. I had no idea what I'd actually get going in the movie theater, but it seemed like a lost cause. I felt horny, but I wasn't about to throw myself at him.

I still tried to stay as close as I could without setting off any alarms. I felt my panties continue to get wet, and I sure enough only wanted him to get into them. So, that made me throw caution to the wind, so to speak.

When the movie was approaching the end, I let my hand over to his. He quickly got the message, and let his hand onto mine. So, from one second to the next, we held hands and enjoyed the rest of the movie.

My pussy let out juice and I couldn't control it to save my life. My parents made me want it, and sexual flow took over. I had phenominal sex with my parents, and once I had the thought that he wanted it too, I had to act.

I couldn't pay attention to the rest of the movie, and just watch him. I even thought about leaning to him to peck his cheek, but I didn't want to go to far. I did peek down at his crotch, and surely saw him with a hard on.

That only made me want him even more, so I knew he wanted me. I held his hand and felt the spark become between us. We had been best friends for years by then, so even if we never thought about having sex, it couldn't be too far off to do it.

Nevertheless, he wasn't just gonna give in even though he showed that he liked the idea. It was still a big idea that you didn't just do, but my pussy was still making me want to fuck him right there in the theater if we could get away for it.

Althiough, he sent out a bad signal when he pulled his hand away. He didn't reach for popcorn, so that was out too. I felt my skin cringe a little bit, but I couldn't just walk away. I patiently waited for the movie to end, and when the lights came on, we peeked at each other.

"So, are you ready to go?"

I glanced at him, and nodded.

"So, what was with the hand holding? I know John Wick went through a lot, but did you need someone to feel close to?"

I kept my eyes all over him, but couldn't speak. 'Oh, I want to get down on my knees and suck that cock until he cums. He's a sweet dude, and damn it, my parents made me want it so badly.'

"Hello?"

"I'm sorry, Ted," I mumbled, looking away. "Um, let's go," I suggested, getting off the seat.

"Um, Melissa, your bra and thong are sticking out again."

"I know," I murumured, putting them away.

"You know?" he asked, rising with me. "With all do respect, are you trying to advertise yourself? I mean, in a dark movie theater? Everyone is gone now too."

I stayed silent and peeked at the floor for a moment.

"Well?"

I answered by putting my hands out to him.

"What is this?"

"Would you just take my hands?"

He sighed, but did took them. "What's going on with you?"

"Oh, fuck it," I muttered under my breath. "This," I answered, before kissing him.

He immedaitely yanked his hands away and pushed my lips off his. "WTF, Melissa?"

"Come on, you can't tell me you've never thought about us hooking up. I saw your erection when we held hands. So, you felt somehting, Ted. We've known each other for a long time, so don't think about lying to me."

"Well- I, mean like," he stammered, breaking eye contact. "We're best friends so we can't get together."

"Yes, we can, dumbass," I branded him, getting close to him agian. "We're bothb consenting adults, and-"

"I don't mean it like that, but you know damn well that it'll fuck up our relationship."

"Dropping the 'F' bomb, huh?" I wondered, hugging him. "You're getting pissy, but that only makes you hotter to me, and it makes me want you in my panties."

"Whoa, Melissa," he protested, pushing me away. "Shit, I'm sorry. You're just like a little sister to me, that's all. Yes, you're a pretty young woman, but this can't happen," he groaned, before he walked away.

I followed him, but not feeling ashamed, but more willing to push the limits if need be.

As he was about to pass the bathrooms, I grabbed his hand. "Come here," I ordered him, escorting him to the ladies room.

"Dude, this is the women's room,. Meliussa," he griped, going in there with me.

"I know," I added, going to one of the stalls. "Horniness and love makes you do fucked up shit," I told him, going in there and closing the door. "I can curse too," I told him, locking it and turning to him. "If you think of me as your little sister, then make out with your cute sister," I dared him, before kissing him again and grabbing his arms.

He was resistant to me for a few seconds, but gave into me. I certainly didn't plan on doing anything in the ladie's room, but my wet cunt ran the show. I felt my heart going a million miles a minute and my juice plummeted out rapidly too.

I wasn't sure how great a kisser either of us really were, but it was enough for us it appeared. After a moment, he lowered his arms and actually wrapped his arms aroiund me. I had to giggle a little, but I didn't want to gloat.

He was a little taller than me, but we still held the best stance we could to kiss one another. All the while, I felt his hard on get harder and even poke me a bit. I wasn't about to yell or anything, but it was something big there.

He defnitely noticed the situation down there, so he tried to back away, but then I finally parted my lips. "It's okay, you're a guy, and guys get erections when sexy ladies kiss them. It's a compliment to me, there's nothing to he ashamed of, dude."

"Okay, but this is fucked up."

"I know, but if it wasn't, it wouldn't be so thrilling. Do you want to see my boobs, horndog?"

"What, no, I mean, yes, I guess, but..." he moaned, before a gap. "What am I supposed to say?"

"You're so cute when cute when you're turned on, but thrown off too," I admired him, taking his hands and setting them on my jugs. "They have might not be D-cups, but solid C-cups, though. I'm sure if I was a guy, and we were both gay, you'd want to see my wang, right?" I asked, getting closer to him. "Now you're breathing heavily, and I feel your pecker getting harder. Could that be because you have your palms on my tits, Ted?"

"I think so, yes, Melissa."

"Would you like to see them?"

"Just right here in the bathroom like this?"

"Yes, but I can arrange another time with better lighting in the not too distant future if you'd like. You know, maybe tonight in my bedroom."

"Are you serious?"

"Your hands are on my melons, aren't they? Do you think I'm a tease?"

"What, no, Melissa," he made clear, yanking his hands away. "I just think you should be treated like a queen, and if anyting does happen between us, I should earn it. Take you out, and earn your affection."

"What am I, a prize? This isn't a carnival, we've just been best friends for so long, and neither of us has ever engaged in the topic of us hooking up," I explained, before feeling his crotch. "And obviously, that's been a mistake. Have you ever had your dick sucked, Ted?"

"Um, yes, once."

"Don't worry, I won't ask who did it, but did it feel good?"

"Yes."

"Would you like your best friend to do it for you, right here, right now?"

"No," he objected, pushing my hands away. "If anything happens, I should win your affection, and doing it in a bathroom stall does not speak of sexiness, Melissa. It seems cheap at best, and does not have the slightest bit of romance you deserve."

"That's sweet, but it's not like we're virgins, you know? Your dick here has been inside a pussy, and I've had one inside mine too," I confessed, feeling his crcoth. "And your boner still says he it wants to see my jugs and get into my mouth. We already love each other in like that sibling like way, but we're not siblings, we're two conseting adults that want to fuck each other. Now it seems there's only one way to get you to admit it," I ranted, before bringing my hands back and taking off my top.

Even in my bra, his eyes widened and he began drooling too. I couldn't deny him the spectacle of seeing me without that on, so I brought my hands to my back. I nearly thought he'd stop me, but it appeared I was right before even pulling out my moneymakers.

I took off my bra and dropped it on the floor. "Judging from the look on your face, I'm gonna say you like them," I theorzied, stepping forward to him.

He couldn't say a word, but he leered at my rack as if he was seeing bosoms for the first time again. I chuckled a bit, and then I gently took his hands. I escorted them back onto my hooters and let him feel them completely bare.

"Oh, you're shaking now, Ted, you must like them, huh?"

Even with his mouth wide open, he managed to nod. My hands dropped back down to his pants, and I rubbed his hard on for a moment. I had to laugh again at the results, but not in a mean way.

"May I take your hard friend out, Ted?"

"No, if we're doing this, we should go to your house and... you know?"

"Fuck?"

"Um, yes," he mumbled, blinking a few times.

"So, you admit it, you want to have sex with me?"

"Am I supposed to say yes?"

"Yes, you moron," I branded him, taking out his cock. "When you have your hands on a consenting woman's jugs, you're supposed to say yes to that question. Do you feel that pleasure too? I'm rubbing your schlong with my soft hands, and making you tremble. Now you can't even look at me, so does that mean I'm making you want to cum, Ted? And yes, you're supposed to say yes to that too."

"Then yes, you're making me want to shoot. Holy shit, that feels good," he moaned, hitting the wall.

"Hey, we don't need to give ourselves away, you know."

"I'm sorry, Melissa."

"Then kiss me."

He couldn't turn down that order, so he leaned down to kiss me, and made it last. He even placed his hands on my butt and crutched it a bit. So, i found his fiesty side, and unleashed it. I had no idea if he could hold his load for another minute or another hour, but I kept pleasing him.

Although, after twenty seconds, his lips [parted. He couldn't utter a word, but said something when I suddenly felt a blast of something on my stomach. I felt him convulse rapidly, and sure enough, I knew I gave him one mighty orgasm.

I didn't even bother viewing it, I just wanted to see him deal with the pleasure in that momnent, and surely love every second of it too. I certainly knew he might feel different after it was over, but I'd make sure he knew his cum was apprieated.

"Fuck me, that was good, Melissa. I didn't mean to do that, but it just happened," he fretted, checking out his handiwork.

"Don't worry, Ted, I like it," I told him, before kissing him. "Whoever sucked your johnson before is one lucky chick," I added, before lowering myself to my knees. "Would you mind if I joined the club?"

He shook his head no, and I blew him a kiss. He made sure to blow one back, and we both felt the love. I had dicksucking experience, but he didn't need to know who it was with, though. I caressed it for a moment, so I was a tease, but I wasn't about to leave him without oral pleasure.

"What if I cum in your mouth?"

"Then I'm gonna scream, and run out there for someone to call the cops, so watch yourself."

"That is no way shape or form funny, Melissa."

Then I rose to him, but kept my hands on his rod. "I love you, Ted."

He took a deep breath. "I love you too, Melissa."

"More thanm just a friend, and if you fucking-"

"Yes, Melissa."

I smiled and kissed him before I went back to my knees. I placed my hands back at the base of his member, but kept my eyes on him for a moment. I didn't plan this, but once the scene took effect, I couldn't stop it.

I stroked his rod for a few more seconds, and then I took it into my mouth. I immedaitely got him to moan, and cover his face. I took that as a good sign, and enjoyed watching him feel my lips on his johsson for the first time.

I only went about halfway down on his roughly six inch cock, but pressured it a bit. I had no idea what all he could take, but I was gonna find out, though. I wanted to see him eyeball me, but I also wanted him accept my pleasure on his terms too.

I even felt his member getting thicker as I began therusting my lips somewhat. He needed to jerk a bit too, but he couldn't utter a word. I still had his cum drying on moneymakers, and that only made me fiestier.

I craved for him to do it again, and I was gonna ake it happen. His cock was smaller than my dad's, but it was still more than enough for me. It came down to him being him, and the size of his wood wasn't dealbreaker.

After a moment, he let his hands down. "Holy shit, I love you, Melissa."

I smiled, but didn't release his cock. I wasn't even sure how I felt about him in that conext, but he was making headway to making me love like a lover too. My parents practically paved the way for me to do so, but yet, I nearly found myself reluctant just so I didn't prove them right.

Yet, I couldn't stop sucking his dick, I was sold on pleasing him at least. He eyed me like his life depended on it, and once again, I just felt more obligated to woo him. I pressurd his dick even more, and kept my lips also moving all over it.

"Fuck yes, Melissa, you're the queen."

I giggled again, but kept going on him. My lips even began getting tired, but I wasn't about to stop. I got him to go nuts, and seeing him doing that only made me thrive on it. I had sweat going down all over my body, and my heart beated so hard, I thought it might stop.

Then he suddenly pulled me up to him. "Damn, you're hot as hell, Melissa," he complimented me, before kissing me. "We should go to your house, so this can be right."

"This isn't right, Ted?" I pondered, rubbing his dick.

"Yes, I want to fuck you, and I'm not about to do it in a bathroom stall."

"Then look at my boobs."

He followed that order, and attacked them with his breath. So he saw something he liked, and even felt them without permission. I wasn't about to give him shit, but I kissed him after a moment and lowered myself back to my knees.

I salowly took his wood bvack into my mouth again and reveled in the results as the eye candy he presented. Sure enough, it was sweet and sour at times, but worth every last piece of flavor, though.

I still didn't push him too far too quickly, but he made me want my white storm all over my rack. I saw my dad do it to my mom, and even me, so it was only natural I'd want it done to me as well, and not just from a hand job.

I pushed my lips as far back as I could get them and even began to gag a little bit, but the thrill of pushing him was worth it. I had to close my eyes several times, but I made sure to see him lose it. Hois time was coming, and I planned to milk him.

I wasn't even sure what all he wanted to do with me, but once I made him explode, I was gonna take him back to my place and find out indeed. He still hadn't seen all of me, but once we were back at my place, I was gonna make sure he saw everything there was to see.

I didn't have a dick, but after what I saw my dad going through, I knew it had to be great, and I saw it quickly becoming too much for him. Yet, I didn't just want to stop, and even if he shot in my mouth, I was prepared to deal with it even if I hadn't dealt with it before then.

"Oh, Melissa," he moaned, gent;ly pushing my head odd his rod. "I gotta cum."

I leaned away, but aimed his cock at my moneymakers. "Then cum all over them, stud."

He nodded and surely fulfilled that obligation. Once gaian, I didn't look at my boobs, but his face as he gave the sincest form of affeaction. I couldn't see them, but I count four good shots, and a smaller one to follow.

All the while, I kept stroking his rod to make sure I got every single drop that was available. Once he was done, he pulled me up to him and kissed me. He even placed his palms on my neck and pressed his lips onto mine that he was trying to superglue them togrether.

My cum soaked rack steered clear of him, but he still kept me close to him. We made out for over five minutes, and my hands stayed on his member the whole time. I didn't think I'd still get more so soon, but I still wasn't letting go.

He kept me close by pulling me somewhat by my bottom, but never pulling me too much, though. After three-hundred plus seconds, he gently parted his lips, but didn't utter a word. He looked down at my jugs, and soaked them for a moment.

Then I pushed his face up. "How about you take me home, and we let our friendship soar?"

He nodded and kissed me. "I love you, Melissa."

"I love you too."