New Year

I am very active on the internet. I'm constantly meeting new people. Last year I met some people on Twitter who became close to me. One of them was several years older than me. Like me, he lives in New York. It was a purely platonic friendship that we had every time we met. Let me tell you a little about this guy... His name is Alex. He is 28 years old, about 1.70 meters tall, slim and Dominican. Really lovely smile and personality. He's a virgin, if that matters. He lives in New York. I live in upstate New York, so we're about two and a half hours apart. Far away, but still close enough to make plans and meet up every now and then.

I'm 21 years old, 5'10", average height and African American. Normally I am reserved and calm in every situation. Maybe it's because I'm a fish. Who knows!

We call ourselves “best friends” because we are really good friends. We tell each other everything. I enjoyed getting the man's perspective on things and he said I could contact him with any questions or problems.

One of those random questions I was asked was, "Do you think it's okay to ask a man if he's circumcised?" Or is it rude? I asked Alex and he assured me that it shouldn't be a big deal and also said that he was in fact uncircumcised. So we discussed it and my ignorance and superficiality came to the fore and I started ranting about how I prefer circumcised men and how I would never want to sexually harass an uncircumcised man. Alex wasn't offended. He just joked a few times, called me shallow and we dropped the subject.

There's not much to do where I live other than parties and clubs, so Alex invited me to Manhattan where he hung out and I stayed at his house in Queens like I used to. So I agreed and on New Year's Eve we had a party and I met some of his friends. I was very drunk that night. Alex had a few drinks, but he was the driver so he didn't get confused. After we returned to his house, he took me to his room. When I was with him he usually slept on the sofa. So the fact that he followed me into the room surprised me. I pulled my pajamas over my dress and then pulled them down to my ankles while Alex stood behind me and watched quietly, probably expecting to see something. I climbed onto the bed and Alex turned off the light and sat next to me without either of us saying a word.

The uncomfortable silence that fell over us as we lay in bed was unbearable. I turned my back on Alex and looked at the wall, thinking it would be less uncomfortable that way. To my surprise, he hugged me. At this point I was starting to sober up and was fully aware of what was happening. My mind began to fill with sexual thoughts. Am I really attracted to my best friend? I felt him caressing my stomach and encouraging me to turn to him, which I did. Now we lie face to face in complete darkness. My eyes were wide open and I wondered what would happen next. And before I could react, Alex pulled me closer and kissed me. When his lips met mine, I noticed that for some reason it was a completely natural feeling. The awkwardness was gone and the elephant in the room was gone.

Our kissing became more intense as Alex placed me on top of him. I eagerly climbed aboard. With one simple movement he took off my shirt and then my bra. In less than a minute I was completely exposed and he was already pulling down his pants. Since the room was dark, I couldn't see how big he was, but I could feel how excited he was from the crunching. He pulled down his pants and entered me. It was breathtaking. Not only had I had sex with my best friend, but I had also been unprotected AND now I was contradicting my shallowness by being with an uncircumcised man. At one point I even said the words “OH MY GOD” (as in “OH MY GOD I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING!”). I rode him for a while, then we swapped places and he was on me. We didn't stop kissing throughout the whole ordeal. It wasn't very big, but mine was smaller... I'd say 7 inches. I felt like he was very focused; I think it was in his head for a while. As he thrust in and out of me he got rougher and faster and I couldn't help but dig my nails into his back. He threw my legs over his shoulder and pushed in as far as he could, my juices flowing all over him. He bit my shoulder in ecstasy. It slowed down a bit but still had depth. Slow, deep strokes until he finally lets go. He went out and sat down to catch his breath. I was completely shocked at what just happened, but I DIDN'T complain. He went into the bathroom to wash up and I put my pajamas back on. I rolled over onto my side of the bed and he climbed back onto his and we fell asleep. STILL none of us have said a word....

The next morning I woke up feeling sick. I climbed over Alex and ran to the bathroom to throw up. I brushed my teeth and went back to bed. When I did that, he woke up slightly. I lay on my back, looking at the ceiling and thinking about everything that had happened a few hours ago. And at that moment, as I was reviewing previous events, THIS HAPPENED!

If you are interested there is a second part. Inform me! :) :)