The Forbidden Kiss: A Steamy Rendezvous with My Childhood Friend

A forbidden encounter with my childhood friend sparks a passionate and long-suppressed desire

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The Forbidden Kiss: A Steamy Rendezvous with My Childhood Friend "What?" I ask, and a mischievious grin appears on his face. I knew very well what it WAS he wanted, I was just trying to fill the awkward silence with our old childhood inside joke.  Ever since I had arrived at his house I had been horny, a fiery itch that begged to be scratched. It didnt help that I felt his errection just a while earlier when I sat on his lap while playing halo. It just made the itch ever more so aware and frequent in my thoughts. I grab his hands in mine and look into his eyes. They are dark, dark as a deep grey cloudy night sky here in arizona. I'm still so confused with my feelings with him. Oh well, his are clear I think to myself as I hug him.  Suddenly he pulls back from me and we embrace again, this time with a kiss. I'd kissed him before, but it was short and wasnt meaningful. This one was long, and lingering, and the releasing of years of passion.  When it ended I said "well it was about damn time." and he smiled again. It made my geeky teen self all bubbly inside. I kissed him again, and led him back to his bed where he sits.. I automatically sit on his lap, as I know its his biggest fetish.  "Mmm" he says.  I lick his lips with my tongue and he responds eagerly, so we twirl our tongues around for a while. I already felt him hardening under my ass. In his room the lights were dim and his parents werent home, so I knew we were safe.  His hands slowly moved from my back to my rear, and he feels me and his kissing feels more urgent, more pleading. He leaned back and I straddled him, my breasts pushing up against his chest, me grinding myself near his nether regions. I wanted him so bad it was indescribable.  He squeezed my ass again then moved up to fondle my breasts. I paused for a moment, putting my fingers on his lips to shush his protests, and removed his shirt, throwing it onto his floor. Being that he was a lifeguard his chest was waxed and smooth. I kissed him passionately again, exploring the contours of his naked back and chest. …and then things took a turn

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