“Malcolm, you are such a manwhore! I don’t understand how you get these girls to sleep with you.” Lisa stood in the kitchen cooking dinner. It was Thursday night; their weekly dinner and crappy horror movie night. As usual, Malcolm was bragging about his latest exploits with one of the girls on campus.
Malcolm chuckled, flicking through the selection of movies he had rented from the store. “All women want to sleep with a manwhore. They all want a guy that knows what he is doing, that they know can please them. You women just don’t want to admit it.”
Lisa snorted in disbelief. “I honestly don’t know why we are friends. What do I get from this friendship?”
She plated the simple pasta she had made, and moved over to the couch, handing Malcolm his dish and laying her feet in his lap, her usual comfy position. Malcolm frowned like he always did when she put her feet in his lap. Then he leaned back and took a bite of his pasta. “You love having a sexy comedian as your best friend. Honestly I think I get the short end of the stick in this relationship. How am I benefiting?”
Lisa almost choked on her pasta. “You must be crazy. I’m obviously the sexy one in our friendship, and if it wasn’t for me cooking for you once a week, your diet would consist of pizza, beer, and maybe a vegetable from some chinese take-out here and there.”
Malcolm smiled and tweaked Lisa’s nose because he knew she hated it. “You know you love cooking for me. Honestly, I think you want to be my lady. You are already basically like a girlfriend.”
Lisa slapped his hand away. “Yea Malcolm, our whole friendship was just an elaborate scheme to get you to fall in love with me. I am dying to be with you.” Lisa took a bite of her pasta and settled into the couch. “Now shut up and play the movie.”
Malcolm shook his head and smiled then pressed play. He had decided on a bloody thriller. The cover looked silly enough; a guy in a bunny costume stood with a knife in his hand. He liked their Wednesday night ritual. They had first met in the video store, both of them had been reaching for the same movie. Malcolm had been a gentleman and said she could have it. Lisa thanked him and invited him to the movie party she was having. “It’s crappy movie night over at the dorm. Would you like to come?” Malcolm agreed immediately. How could he turn down a night surrounded by hot girls screaming and laughing at a dumb movie. The chances of meeting one that was down to mess around were huge.
From there, he and Lisa’s friendship had sort of naturally evolved. He ended up spending most of the night laughing and commenting on the movie with her. Well, he spent some of the night with her….the other part of the night he spent with in of her dorm-mates’ rooms. He came back to catch the end of the movie after the girl fell asleep. Lisa had just shaken her head at him and caught him up on the plot. They exchanged numbers and he had headed back to his apartment. The following week he had texted her to see if she wanted to come watch a crappy movie with him, and she agreed. To his surprise, she arrived with grocery bags and hooked up a tasty dish. From there, Crappy movie Wednesday was born.
Almost immediately both Lisa and Malcolm knew this was the wrong movie. The opening credits and music was some sleazy jazz music and a huge pair of tits flashed across the screen. “What on earth…” mumbled Lisa. She picked up the dvd case and stared from it to the screen. “Malcolm what is this?”
Malcolm laughed nervously. “Honestly I have no idea. The store must have mixed up the movies. I swear this isn’t the movie I rented.” Lisa reached for the remote to shut off the movie, but her hand froze in mid-air as the first scene came onto the screen.
A tall muscular man came into view. He sat on the edge of an office desk, his shirt unbuttoned and pants around his ankles. A woman sat kneeling between his legs, her face buried in his lap as his cock disappeared in and out of her mouth. His hands were tangled in her hair as he slowly fucked her face, both of them moaning. The man moved his hands to her breasts, squeezing and tugging her nipples. Lisa licked her lips and jumped when she heard a sharp noise. She looked around and saw that she had dropped the remote. Malcolm sat staring at her, an odd look in his eye. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking. She looked down to his lap and gasped. He was rock hard, his erection bulging from his pants.
Malcolm stared at Lisa, a mix of lust and curiosity warring inside of him. He had never watched a porno with another person, let alone a girl. “Do you want me to turn it off Lisa?” Lisa’s eyes flicked back and forth between the screen and Malcolm. Her eyes went back to the screen as the man pulled the girl up by her hair and nearly threw her onto the desk. He spread her legs wide and buried his face in her pussy. She came off the desk so hard he had to use both hands to hold her down.
Lisa sat completely still. She felt her nipples harden and a wetness between her legs that she knew was her pussy soaking. Lisa was no stranger to porn. She watched it now and then when she was horny enough. But she had never seen such passionate hardcore porn. She was so turned on, and yet at the same time she had no idea how to react with Malcolm in the room. One part of her brain was telling her the reasonable thing to do would be to shut off the film and leave, and hope the ridiculously awkward moment wouldn’t ruin their friendship. The other part of her brain, the naughty part she listened to much less frequently, told her to sit back and spread her legs and enjoy the film.
If she had masturbated recently, she might have been able to easily ignore her naughty side. But Lisa hadn’t touched herself in weeks. She had been busy with papers and work and errands, and hadn’t enjoyed some self-love in a while. Because of her lack of release, Lisa was much more easily turned on. The combination of her high libido and the sexy scene on the screen was too much and Lisa looked straight into Malcolm’s eyes and said, “Don’t turn it off.” She sat laid back on the couch, facing the tv, her legs still in his lap.
Malcolm sat frozen, not sure how to react. He watched Lisa lay back down, and he felt his cock throb as her hands moved up to cup her tits. Is she about to masturbate?!
Malcolm couldn’t control himself; his hand moved to his lap and rubbed the bulge in his pants. He could feel pre-cum leaking from his tip. Lisa was moaning softly and the woman on screen was shouting as the man rammed his cock deep into her pussy over and over again.
Lisa saw Malcolm move, and her eyes moved from the screen to his lap as she watched him rub his erection. Her hand went down her body and under skirt. She pressed her fingers against her slit, feeling how wet she was. Her panties were soaked. Lisa pushed her panties aside and flicked her finger across her clit, closing her eyes and moaning as little licks of pleasure ran across her body. She heard Malcolm move but kept her eyes closed, focused on the sensations between her legs. She pushed her top down under her tits and squeezed a nipple through her bra. The flash of pleasure made her buck her hips and moan louder.
Lisa’s eyes popped open when she heard a deep groan. She looked down to the other end of the couch and moaned again at the sight that met her eyes. Malcolm had unzipped his pants and pushed his boxers out of the way. He had his cock gripped tightly in his hand and he was stroking it slowly as he watched her play with her clit. When he saw she was watching him he stared into her eyes and both of them stopped moving. The silence grew more uncomfortable until Malcolm said huskily, “Do you need help?” Lisa didn’t say a word. She dropped her hands to her sides and opened her legs widely, nodding her head yes.
Malcolm grinned and gripped both of her ankles and yanked her across the couch towards him. He smoothed his hands up her legs and pushed her skirt up. He pulled her panties aside and leaned his face down until he was inches from her pussy, and he looked up at her. “Do you want me to eat your pussy Lisa?”
Lisa bit her lip and nodded, trembling slightly. She had always thought Malcolm was cute, hot even, but she had never wanted him…until now. He looked so sexy staring up at her between her legs. His hands were big and strong as the gripped her thighs. Malcolm smiled and shook his head, “I need to hear you say it. Do you want me to eat your pussy Lisa?”
Lisa stared down at him hotly. “Yes Malcolm, I want you to eat my pussy.”
Malcolm smiled and gave her pussy lips the lightest of kisses. “Ask nicely.”
Lisa smiled, even when being naughty he was still joking around. “Pretty please with my cherry on top?” Malcolm smiled and spread her lips wide open, giving her a long slow lick, groaning at her taste. Lisa fell back and moaned.
Malcolm moved his tongue up and down her slit. He massaged her clit and inner lips, poking his tongue into her entrance. She tasted amazing. He had never had a sweeter pussy. He sucked her clit between his teeth, smiling when that made her buck her hips off of the couch. She was wonderfully responsive; much more sensitive than most. He wondered how fast he could make her cum.
Lisa was in heaven. Malcolm’s mouth felt better than any toy she had ever used. No wonder so many girls fuck him. He is amazing!
She moved her hands to the back of his head and pressed him harder into her pussy, wanting his tongue to enter deeper. Malcolm got the hint and folded his tongue, driving it deep into her pussy and rubbing it back and forth against her g-spot. Lisa cried out and grinded her pussy into his face. She was about to cum already.
Malcolm could feel her tensing up and he licked her faster. He nibbled and sucked her clit and thrust two fingers into her pussy to replace his tongue. Lisa came off of the couch, arching hard. “Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!” Malcolm bit her clit and rubbed her g-spot faster. He wanted to taste her cum so badly. Lisa locked her knees around Malcolm’s ears and came hard; her juices pouring into his mouth.
Malcolm kept licking and sucking, swallowing her juices until she stopped thrashing in her orgasm. My God she is so expressive
! he thought to himself. He waited until Lisa went still before he took his mouth off of her. She was breathing hard, her eyes closed, laying sprawled on the couch. “Mmmm, are you still alive?”
Lisa sat up laughing, “Barely. Goddamn you have a talented tongue! No wonder half my dorm slept with you.”
Malcolm smiled, his hand running up and down her leg. “Actually, I slept with three fourths of your dorm to be exact, and thank you. You taste like honey baby.” Lisa looked down, suddenly shy. Her post-orgasm haze was fading, and the sensible part of her brain was screaming at her to get up and leave before she fucked up this friendship even more.
Malcolm sensed her thoughts drifting and he pulled her onto his lap. “Look at me Lisa.” Lisa moaned as Malcolm sat her in his lap, his hard cock pressing into her thigh. She looked him in the eyes. Malcolm held her face in his hands, “This was a long time coming. I can’t believe it’s taken this long for us to get to this point. Every time you come over here I want to make a move, but I didn’t want to risk our friendship.” He kissed her lips gently and smiled at her, “I take this movie mix-up as a sign that we were destined to fuck.”
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