I couldn't have been happier than I was when my best friend Amber and I decided to move in together. We had talked about moving into a place of our own for over a year, but until that day, neither of us did anything about it.
Things began to move forward when Amber's brother, Larry and his friend Greg stopped and picked Kim and me up in Larry's van. We went to a band practice with the two of them. While they played, I couldn't keep my eyes off Larry. I'd fawned over him since I was twelve. Whenever I went to Amber's house, I would do everything I could to be close to Larry. I didn't think he noticed me.
Anyway, Amber and I decided to rent the lower part of the house Larry and Greg lived in. We'd spent a couple days partying with them when Amber asked me about moving. Her brother told her that the people that lived below him and Greg were moving.
Amber and I met with the landlord a couple days later. He showed us around the lower-flat, asking us what we thought. Amber and I giggled when we told him we would take it. It wasn't the fact that the flat was something special. It was because Greg and Larry lived upstairs.
While we toured the flat the landlord told us he owned several houses on the street. The house Amber and I would move into was on the corner. The landlord owned the one next to it as well as the house beyond that one. He told Amber and me that our neighbors were a few years older than we were.
The flat came with a refrigerator and a gas stove. The three bedrooms were all about the same size. I didn't like the small bathroom, but it would have to do. Amber mentioned that our living room was almost as big as Larry and Greg's entire flat. The dining room was cool, but I knew we wouldn't be able to furnish it for some time.
"Which bedroom do you want?" Amber asked as we walked upstairs to tell Larry and Greg our decision.
"I don't care. Which one do you want?" I said.
"The two biggest rooms are about the same size so it doesn't matter to me either."
"Okay, I'll take the one on the left," I said.
"Aw shit, that's the one I wanted," Amber said and then she laughed. I reached out and smacked her ass.
"Well, we did it," I said as I gave Larry a hug. "Amber and I are going to be your new neighbors."
"Cool, when can you move in?" Greg said.
"The landlord said the woman downstairs would be moving next week. We can take the following week to clean the place and then move in," Amber said.
"Do you want help?" Larry asked.
Giggling, I put my hand on his crotch. "You bet, in more ways than one."
We decided to go out to celebrate. Larry and Greg took us to a nice bar that served good food. We sat in a booth, talking about Amber's and my upcoming move.
"When are you going to tell Mom and Dad?" Larry said.
"Tonight. Kim and I will go to our house and then to hers. Do you think our parents will be pissed?" Amber asked her brother.
"No, I think they sort of expect it, Amber. How about your parents, Kim, will they understand?" Larry said.
"Yeah, I think they'll be glad to see me go. Mom said she wants to convert my room into her sewing room," I said.
Larry put his hand on my leg under the table. I scooted closer as his hand stroked my thigh. Since we started fooling around, Larry couldn't keep his hands off me. I didn't mind at all.
We finished eating our meal and left the bar. On the way to the house, Larry stopped at a store to get beer. At the house, we sat in the living room. Amber and Greg began kissing, got up, and headed for Greg's room. I moved onto Larry's lap so we could be closer.
"It's going to be great having you and Amber living downstairs," Larry said as he kissed my neck.
"Will it be nice because I'm there, or because Amber is?" I said.
"Both, but mostly because of you," Larry said.
"I don't care you know," I whispered to Larry.
"You don't care about what?"
"I don't care if you and Amber fuck each other. I hope you don't mind if I fuck Greg," I said.
"I don't—thanks for understanding about Amber. It's still strange to me. I mean, sometimes I think I'm sick or something," Larry said.
"You're not sick, Larry. Neither is Amber. I think it's cool that you two can have fun together. Don't let guilt ruin your relationship with her. If it bothers you too much, don't do it," I said and then I giggled. "I'll make sure you don't get too horny."
"You will will you? How do you plan to do that?" Larry said.
"Hmmm, I think that a blow job would help, do you?"
"It might," Larry said with a grin.
I slid off Larry's legs. Sitting next to him, I began unfastening his jeans. I pulled his pecker out and began stroking it. Leaning over, I put his dick in my mouth. Larry put his hand on the back of my head. I moaned around his shaft as I began moving my head up and down.
Larry untied the top of my halter. He worked his hand to my breasts, rubbing them gently. I let out a groan, taking a little more of his pecker into my mouth. Pulling my head off his dick, Larry lifted my head so he could kiss me. He removed my halter-top, tossing it onto the couch.
"You have great tits, Kim," Larry said. He chuckled, adding, "You have a great body."
"I'm glad you approve," I said with a giggle. I stroked his dick with my hand.
"I have a confession to make," Larry said.
I raised my eyebrows.
"Um, you're the first chick I've done anything with. I mean I've kissed a few girls and felt one of them up, but you're the first one I've seen naked or—you know."
I thought about what Larry said for a moment. "That's hard to believe," I said.
"Well, first off, you're one of the best looking guys I know. That and the fact you seemed to know how to ball so well. If the other day was your first time, I'm impressed," I said. I could hardly believe that Larry had been virgin when we fucked the first time. He lasted longer than all the times Parker, my old boyfriend, did combined.
"I didn't date much in high school. I guess I was too shy," Larry said.
I giggled and gave Larry a kiss. "Do you remember when I used to hang around at your house?" Larry nodded. "I had such a huge crush on you. If you would have acknowledged me, I think I would have died and gone to heaven."
"I didn't know."
I leaned over, taking Larry's pecker in my mouth. After sucking him for a moment, I looked up. "You know now—don't you?"
"Yeah, I sure do."
Larry groaned as I stroked and sucked his dick. He played with my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers and thumbs. I felt Larry's dick swell in my mouth, signaling that he was close to coming. I milked his shaft, waiting for the thick creamy semen to fill my mouth. When he shot his cum, I moaned and swallowed. I sucked the head of his pecker as I stroked him to get the last drops.
"Yummy, I love the taste of your cum," I said with a big smile. I licked my lips, tasting him again.
Larry leaned back against the back of the couch. I held his semi flaccid dick in my hand, feeling its warmth. When I heard Amber and Greg coming, I tucked his pecker back into his jeans. Larry zipped up and fastened the button. I was putting my top on when Amber and Greg came into the room.
Amber gave me a smile. I giggled and finished tying my halter-top. She sat next to me and giggled. "What have you two been up to?" Amber said.
"Probably the same thing you and Greg were," I said.
We all laughed. Knowing that we had just had sex didn't embarrass any of us—not anymore. The four of us were fast becoming very comfortable with our nudity and sexual activities.
"We should go break the news to our parents," Amber said.
"Okay, let me fix my hair and I'll be ready," I said. Getting up, I headed for the bathroom. I rinsed with mouthwash to remove any sign that I'd been sucking cock. After brushing my long light brown hair, I returned to the living room.
Amber and I went to her house first. We sat in the kitchen and told her parents that we rented a place and were moving. Amber's mom said that she hoped things worked out for us. When she told her parents that we'd rented the flat below Larry and Greg, Amber's father seemed relieved.
"Just let up know what you two need. Mom and I will do what we can to help," Amber's dad said.
"Thanks, Dad. Can I take my bedroom furniture?" Amber said.
"Yes you can, Honey. I have a set of old dishes and some other kitchen things you can have too. They're in the basement," Amber's mom said.
Amber and I thanked her parents. She told them we had to go to my house so we could tell my mom and dad.
"That went well," Amber said as I drove home.
"No kidding. I hope my parents are that cool too," I said.
My parents didn't seem upset when Amber and I told them we were moving. Like Amber's dad, my dad was happy that Larry and Greg would be living upstairs from us. My mom said I could take my bedroom furniture as well as the stereo in my room. My dad told us he would buy a television for our new home and that we could have an old bedroom set he'd stored in the basement.
"I remember when my parents had this set in their bedroom. Dad bought a new mattress and box spring for it, but less than a year later, Mom said she wanted a queen size bed," I said while I showed Amber the brass headboard and footboard.
"This looks brand new," Amber said as she pulled the sheet away from the mattress. "We'll have furniture in the third bedroom now."
Amber and I thanked my parents and left. We went back to the flat to tell Greg and Larry how things went and about the furniture.
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