Becoming friends with benefits....

This story involves one of the first friends I met, named Layla.  We both met at a college orientation in a January and became good friends, despite many differences, as I am… This story involves one of the first friends I met, named Layla.  We both met at a college orientation in a January and became good friends, despite many differences, as I am a staunch conservative type who voted for Bush (this was in January of 2005 when we met) and her a bleeding heart hippie liberal.  We were students at Temple U, and I lived at home and she was moving into a dorm. 

As this was January, the orientation sessions were a lot less crowded than a standard one (we'd started at different schools in August of 04 but we had transferred to Temple for January 05).  So that gave us a great opportunity to talk and meet.  After that, I offered to show her around Philly as she was from New York and had never been to Philly before.  We also went to dinner and such a few times, and I did try to get a relationship but Layla wanted to just be friends, and I understood.  I did kiss her goodbye on the cheek a few times and that's how far we went with each other.  We hung out a few times, and that was really it.  She did tell me she would be moving into an apartment off campus so I offered to help her find things when she would return to Philly in August.


Fast forward to August of 2005, Layla and I met up for lunch, and then shopped for various items at an IKEA for her new apartment.  I'd lost a few pounds over the summer, and she commented on how great I was looking!  Now, admittedly, i'd seen Layla in nothing less than winter clothes for the most part, but as it was summer, she appeared in a really sexy summer dress.  We took the stuff back to her place, and I assembled it for her, and by the end of the day, her little apartment looked like a home.  I admit, I probably stared at Layla a little more, especially when the straps of her dress would slide off, and she wasn't exactly quick to pull them back up.  Plus, it was obvious she was not wearing a bra of any kind (did I mention she was a hippie chick?) 

She offered to take me to dinner wherever I wanted as a thank-you, and I agreed.  But since we'd worked all day (and her apartment's a/c was not working), we were both sweaty.  I told her I needed to shower, so I began to head home.  She told me I could just shower there, and borrow some clothes her father left accidentally while mine were in the laundry. 

So I got into the shower, and cleaned up.  Layla would shower right after me.  I finished up, and Layla walked in wearing nothing but a towel, and I quickly covered up with a towel.  We kind of just stared at each other for a bit, but nervous as I was, I ran out to put on the clothes, but realized they were much too small.  I went back by the bathroom door to tell Layla that she clothes wouldn't fit and she told me to just keep the towel on and just relax on the chair.  I was able to move my clothes into the dryer, and went back to the chair to sit, and Layla came back out wearing the same towel, only with wet hair.  I admittedly couldn't divert my gaze, and just kind of stared at her.  I just awkwardly told her my clothes were in the dryer and we'd be ready to go in about a half hour. 

She then said "Jimmy, there's no rush!"  I expected her to be dressed in the bathroom (as this was a studio apartment) so I excused myself to the bathroom, and told her to let me know when she was dressed.  She then dropped her towel, exposing her fully naked body.  Oh, were her tits amazing!  I was NOT expecting this at all!  She came over to the chair, and sat in my lap, and began kissing me.  I was getting very hard, very quickly.  With the towel covering my cock, she was straddling me in the chair, with her tongue in my mouth, and I was holding her onto my lap.  My cock just kept getting bigger and bigger.  Layla realized that, and started grabbing under the towel.  Oh man, was I in the zone.  She got up, and got on her knees, and yanked the towel away, and began stroking and sucking on my cock.  I asked her if we could move to the bed, to which I carried her, and immediately took charge, where I put her down, and went down and spread her legs and began licking and fingering her wet pussy.  Layla was obviously loving this, so I asked her if she wanted to take it any further, and so she got right on top of me and began riding me, with her tits bouncing up and down! 

After about 10 minutes, I told her I was not going to be able to hold back, so she got off, and began stroking and sucking again, so she could finish me off.  I asked if she'd cum, and she told me "Jimmy, I fucking came twice!  It's your turn!"  So about another 30 seconds of stroking and sucking, I told her i'm going to blow!  She pulled my cock out of her mouth, and aimed it right at her wonderful tits.  Oh man did I blow a load on her! 

I suggested we might need to re-shower as my load was all over her tits and we were both sweaty from the lack of a/c, so we went into the shower, and just enjoyed each other's company, while cleaning each other off.  She did say she wouldn't mind a "friends with benefits" thing, but she didn't want to be "tied down" with a relationship.  I told her that would be okay with me if if was with her.  We then got out of the shower, dressed, made out a little, and headed off to dinner.  I will share that night's stories with you later :-)