To Flirt

To Flirt To Flirt

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Can Dylan teach his friend how to flirt?

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Can Dylan teach his friend how to flirt?

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Submitted: July 10, 2016

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Submitted: July 10, 2016

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Sierra and her best friend, Dylan, were drinking in her auto shop after hours. They have been friends forever. They usually went to the bar most nights to hang, but she had to work late. She was rebuilding a '68 Camaro. Her dream car. She was attaching the bumper when Dylan came by.  

Long after the bumper was on, they started to do shots and drink some of Granny's moonshine. They got pretty buzzed. Not sure how the conversation began, but Sierra was telling Dylan how she was not really good at flirting or picking up guys. Actually, Sierra has only ever been with one partner. Two if you count herself.  

"So, what do you do when your horny and there is no guy around to please you?" Dylan is not so bright when he drinks. 

"Really dude. What do you think? I take things into my own hands. Literally!" Sierra emphasized. The look on Dylan's face was one to remember. The light clicked on in his brain once he understood her meaning.  

"Your pretty enough, you could get a guy. No problem. Just flirt some more. Do what's natural. Show me what you've got" Sierra stands and up from her chair and walks over to Dylan.  

Chewing on her bottom lip she tells him, "Natural for me would be going up to a hot guy and asking 'Do you want to bone?'" Not that she had ever done that.  

"Well, that’s a bit direct and the guy would think your too desperate and leave you alone. We don't want that. Although, chewing on your lip is a good way to start." He told her to touch her hair a little because it was cute and it would draw a guys attention inConsidering this, Sierra was still chewing on her lip when Dylan brushed his thumb across where her teeth had just grazed.   

His touch stopped time. It was ridiculous, this was Dylan. They have been drinking too much shine and that’s what happens. A weird feeling in her stomach and a heat all across her body. 

"See, that’s the reaction a guy wants." Dylan was pretty confiedent in thinking that he was teaching her how to flirt, but Sierra had enough. 

"Right, so maybe this was a bad idea Dylan. I'm just not good at this." Sierra was feeling a bit deflated , but she also felt a little aroused by their lesson. She didn't know what to think. 

" No, listen I can help. The girls I usually hook up with flaunt their stuff some, flip their hair-" 

"Okay, I get it." She cut him off, growing impatient. "I don't need to hear about your conquests."  

"It's true, I've been around some." 

"I bet you have," she said. 

"I'm not sure how to take that," he said with a lopsided grin. 

"Alright, so when a girl your flirting with comes up to you like this, what do you do?" Sierra reached down and placed her hand between his thighs, rubbing her palm over the slight bulge in his pants. Sierra had no idea what came over her, maybe it was just pure lust. She was mad and determined to teach him a lesson of her own. 

She had a handful of him now, a whole handful because that bulge got bigger. There was way more to Dylan than met the eye.  

There was no turning back now. Her brain was screaming at her. She had to continue even though she crossed a line. She could blame it all on the drinks. That sounded logical for a drunk woman. 

With her body on fire and her heart pounding, she knew that her brain shut down and wasn't running the show anymore. 

Lowering herself down slowly, she scraped her fingernails across the line of his zipper and dropped to her knees in front of him. "What did you do when they did this?" Looking up at him, she gave him a sultry-eyed seductive look. 

He shook his head as if he wasn't sure this was real. Good, she thought to herself. And the lesson begins.  

She could feel how hard he was. He could probably pound iron with his dick. He leaned back in his chair and looked down at her. Sierra trailed her fingers up the line of his zipper. She took his belt off and then undid the button on his pants. Slowly lowering the zipper down, she could feel his thighs tense up a little. She didn't stop. With one hand, she reached under his shirt and pressed her palm flat along his abs. The other hand pushed down inside his pants, beneath his underwear. She curled her fingers around him.  He breathed in quickly with a groan.  

Giving him an out, she looked at him and tilted her chin up. Challenging him , waiting for him to call it off. When he didn't. Instead he reached out and ran his fingers through her hair and gripped it, pulling her closer. His gaze held firmly, accepting the challenge. He then released her hair and waited for her. As if, she wasn't going to back out!  

Sierra licked her lips with a smile and squeezed him gently. She let him go and he sighed a not-so-happy sigh. She smiled again and tugged at his pants and boxers. He lifted up enough to where she pulled them down slowly,  exposing him to her. Sierra let out a shaky breath. Not giving up she leaned in closer, flicking her tongue or the head o his cock. 

"Oh hell woman."  

Sierra drew the tip of her tongue all the way down his shaft and retraced her path back up. He was shaking. She parted her lips and took him into her mouth completely, her lips sliding over him, wet and slick. He groaned. She continued her slow easy rhythm until his hand landed on her head. He gripped her hair and began to thrust with her bobbing head.  Faster and faster. He was going to blow off soon, very soon.  

Sierra titled her to the side and took him in deeper. Sliding up and down his shaft gave her a magical feeling. With every slide of her lip, lick of her tongue, and scrape of her teeth, he moaned and groaned. He bucked his hips against her, needing more. So she gave him more. Sierra urged him closer and closer to oblivion. He cupped her cheeks with his hand and she continued to pleasure him.  

She pushed him straight over the edge. Gripping him, squeezing him, she tasted him. Sierra never thought she would be doing this, especially to her best friend Dylan. What was she doing? She was loving every minute of it. He held onto her hair until every last drop was out and she swallowed it all.  

Releasing him and pulling back, a whirl of panic ensued. She leaned back on her heels and slowly began to rise up. She felt dizzy. Not a bad dizzy, but more elated that she was the one who just gave him a blow job. Would it be as memorable for him as it was for her?  

He scrambled to a standing position and tugged his pants back on, fixing his belt as quickly as possible. "Uh.. What... uh?" 

"Dylan, I think our lesson is over for the day. Some homework for you is to figure out what exactly you can do for me and my flirting fiasco." Sierra grabbed her moonshine a chugged.


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