It was Christmas day a few years ago, and as usual, I was home alone. I don't celebrate the holiday and my housemate Lucy, a nurse, was picking up some well-paid overtime at work.
It was mid-afternoon and I was on my third or fourth beer, lying on the couch watching TV and playing on my phone. The TV show was some average American sitcom about young single people, and of course, sex was mentioned a lot. I had been single for some time and coupled with the beer's effects, the show's sexual themes started me thinking about my own sexual frustration. I opened up my phone's browser and was soon ignoring the TV and focusing instead on watching porn on the small screen.
It wasn't long until my dick started getting hard and I began gently stroking it through my trousers as I lay there. Being mid-winter, it was already dark outside and so all the curtains were closed - there was no chance of the neighbours looking in and seeing me playing with myself in the living room. But what about Lucy? I paused the video and sent her a quick text. "What time's your shift over today? Just wondering how much time I have to myself..."
And it wasn't long until a reply came through, "I should be back about 5, I hope that gives you long enough for whatever you're up to?"
It wasn't unusual for us to tease each other in this way - we'd been friends for years, and were very open about sex, although we'd never done anything sexual together. I'd always been attracted to Lucy's looks, her curves, and her wicked sense of humour but in terms of getting physical, we'd only ever cuddled and occasionally play-wrestled with each other. From her reply it was clear she was thinking along the same lines as me, and knowing she'd been single for almost as long as me I had to assume she was sexually frustrated too.
Looking at the clock, I had about an hour of alone time. I switched back to the porn on my phone, undid my fly and started rubbing my dick through my underwear, feeling it stiffen even more as arousal spread through my body. Soon I had forsaken the porn, put my phone aside and pulled my dick out to play with it properly, one hand pumping slowly as the other cupped my balls gently. I felt my arousal getting higher and slowed down - I didn't want to finish too quickly.
I let my heart rate slow and held my cock still, as it cooled down. I repeated this teasing myself a couple of times, not quite edging but allowing my arousal to go up and down until finally, checking the clock, I realised I'd taken too long and Lucy would be home any minute. I quickly pulled my underwear and trousers up, sat back up on the couch and pressed play on the next episode of the TV show, and it wasn't long until I heard keys in the door and in walked my housemate.
"Hi, Lucy, happy Christmas. How did your shift go?" I enquired.
"Happy Christmas, Rick! It was OK thanks, how was your afternoon?" She asked with a mischievous look.
"Oh, you know, just been watching TV with a beer, nothing much," I replied as she rolled her eyes and headed upstairs to shower and change. I stayed watching TV and a short while later she came back down, wearing casual loungewear and, it was quite obvious, no bra. She had very large boobs and they were clearly outlined under her top, and it took a lot of self-control for me not to stare (although of course, I did try to sneak looks from the corner of my eye).
"Want another one?" she asked, gesturing to my now-empty beer as she headed into the kitchen.
"Sure, thanks, and help yourself!" I replied, and she soon came back with a bottle for each of us. She sat beside me on the couch and we watched a couple more episodes of the sitcom, commenting on the implausible plotlines and canned laughter.
She was squeezed up next to me on the couch and I could smell the sweet perfume from those fancy bath products she used. We both ignored most of the sexual innuendo and tension on-screen, but when two of the characters paired up and the screen faded to black Lucy said, "Yeah, if only it were as easy as that."
"Tell me about it," I replied, "I haven't so much as met anybody in months!"
"Oh, what about your dates with Ms Palm?" asked Lucy, twisting round to make sure I saw the evil glint in her eye.
"Weren't you spending time with her today?"
"Ha! Rosie's fine, thank you, but it's not the same. As I'm sure you've found with whatever your newest vibrator's name is!" I retorted.
"True, even if you give them a name it's not quite as good as getting up close and personal with a real human," she admitted. "The feeling of being next to someone, touching them..."
"... and feeling them touch you," I finished.
We sat still for a moment, staring at each other without saying anything, and on impulse, I leaned in for a kiss.
So did Lucy.
Our lips met briefly, for the first time in our years-long friendship, and parted just as swiftly. We both leaned back and looked quizzically at each other for a moment before rushing back together, this time for a deeper kiss.
I could feel Lucy's breath and mine mingling, taste her lips on mine. As she ran her hands up and down my arms, I drew her entire body into a caress and we sank further down onto the couch together.
"Rick..." she gasped, "what are we doing?"
"Whatever it is, we both want it. Right?" I asked earnestly, looking into her eyes, and when she nodded I matched her grin and kissed her again.
It was a wide couch and we were lying next to each other as I started running my hands down her chest and fondling her boobs through her top. Seeing as she wasn't wearing a bra, I could feel each breast's softness and smoothness as I stroked them, and felt her nipples stiffen with my touches.
"Mm, Rick," she moaned, "That's nice..."
I moved my kisses to the side of her neck as she relaxed down into the cushions, all the while playing gently with her tits, and after a few moments focused my attention on her right breast, gently swirling my entire hand over it, making sure to stimulate her nipple with my thumb at every opportunity. I kept this up for what felt like an age as her entire body began to rock with my caresses, and her breathing got heavier.
After some time, I heard her breaths start to come hard and fast and her hips were bucking against the sofa cushions below. I kept up what I was doing and a small sound escaped Lucy's throat as she grabbed my hand to stop its movement. As I looked up, her eyes were closed and her face had a look of pure ecstasy as she climaxed next to me.