Aka. "Destination Anywhere", "The Boy and Girl from County Bavaria"... After a very intense year in Würzburg (Germany), I'm back in Salamanca. I probably won't have that many experiences to write, but there's always an excuse to post a new entry!

10.

Marco Wählstrom knew how to treat a lady. He might be far from being a gentleman in the traditional sense of the word, but he considered himself to be open-minded, a good listener and, most of all, respectful. In spite of his tough appearance, he could be very romantic and caring. However, now he was facing a situation in his life he didn't know how to get out of... and it was because of a woman.
Since he had caught Johanna naked, everything had been awfully awkward in the house. Both roommates avoided each other as much as they could and only spoke to each other when it was about something related to the flat itself, mostly through notes. Of course, they were aware that they couldn't stay like that for eternity; still neither of them was sure what to do.
The truth is that the encounter had revealed an obvious yet disturbing fact to him. When he had first met her, the Austrian had just turned eighteen. Now the teenager had grown to become a woman, and he hadn't realized it. In fact, he had stopped thinking of his two flatmates as women for quite some time. They were his pals, the kind of people with whom he would play videogames and hang out in pubs. He loved them both dearly, but not in that way. In fact, he would never allow himself the kind of thoughts he had about other girls when it came to Sharon and Johanna.
Nevertheless, since that afternoon in which an unexpected vision woke him from his nap, he couldn't get what he had seen out of his head. The few seconds she stood in front of him in her birthday suit were enough for him to notice the beauty she had turned into. He could still remember those long legs and that tight behind, as well as the way her auburn hair fell over those strong shoulders. Then, when she turned around, her perfectly flat stomach showed that all the working out had paid off. And the brief instant in which his eyes wandered to her small yet well-rounded breasts, right before she covered them with her arms, he felt a part of himself stiffening and the urge to vanish and leave no trace. Guilt invaded him; that was wrong. Johanna was his best friend, his little sister; she wasn't supposed to have such effects on him. Even so, it was still haunting him.
On the other hand, the redhead was determined to end the awkwardness. And only one way occurred to her. That evening, when she got home from university, this time making sure he would be home at that time, she knocked on his bedroom door. While she waited for him to answer, she inhaled deeply. It was a really crazy idea, and the more she thought about it, the more stupid it sounded. However, nothing else occurred to her. All she wanted was her old friend back.
"Oh, hey!" he greeted uncomfortably "Are you alright?"
"Yeah. Well, the last course I had was a bore, but I'm fine" she responded nervously.
"I see" he raised his eyebrows "And... you wanted to tell me about it or something?"
"No, no, I wouldn't wanna bore you" she gave him a shaky smile.
For a moment, he got distracted looking at the freckles on her face. He had never realized how pretty she was, especially when she smiled. The Austrian sighed harshly to herself. It was no time for small talk. She had something to say.
"Look... I needed to talk to you" she said "Things have been a bit strange lately, you know?"
"True" he nodded.
"We can't go on like this, Marco. Please, we've been friends and living together for years... we can't let something that stupid ruin this all. I know it's hard for you to look me in the eyes and... well, I understand it because I'm just as embarrassed, but that needs to stop. And I have an idea how to."
"Really? What would that be?"
"I have to see you naked" she replied nonchalantly.
His blue eyes widened in surprise. After a few blinks, a chuckle came out of his mouth.
"You're kidding, right?"
"I'm not" she put her hands on her hips, although deep down she was feeling just as ridiculous "I believe that's the only way to solve this situation. We've both made a big deal out of it, and I was thinking that if we were in... well, equal conditions, it would be easier."
Toying with his long beard, he considered it for a moment. It wasn't such a terrible idea. A little crazy, but maybe she was right that it could help. The situation couldn't get any more awkward after all.
"But you don't want me to dance around, right?" he asked in the end.
"No! Well, unless you want to" the younger girl bit her lip.
"I think I could do without it" Marco half-grinned "You know I suck at dancing."
"Does that mean you're... stripping for me, though?"
"Yeah. Just wait a couple of minutes, ok?"
Before he could close the door to start undressing, she pulled him into a tight embrace. Smiling, he returned the hug.
"Thank you so much! I've missed you these days..." Johanna confessed softly "I just want everything to be the way it was."
"Aw, I missed you too."
They pulled apart a short while later. Marco told her to wait for him in the living-room, so she sat on the couch. A few minutes went by before she heard his voice behind her.
"I'm here!"
Johanna turned around slowly, reminding herself that it was no big deal. Nevertheless, she felt herself blushing as she had a good look at her friend and flatmate. She had to recognize that Marco didn't look bad at all. He wasn't one of those hairy, middle-aged guys who gave her the creeps. In fact, noticing that he did have some muscles and quite a nice-looking skin, she could tell that he took care of himself. Even with his slight beer belly, it was hard to believe that he was twice her age. It felt as though he didn't age; yet that had probably more to do with his attitude.
Involuntarily, her eyes wandered to his manhood, making her blush even more. It wasn't the first time she had seen a penis, but in some strange way, she had never associated it with her friend. Not that she didn't believe he had one; obviously he did, just like any other man. And she had to admit that his was pretty appetizing. Trying to shake such thoughts away, she forced herself to look up, their gazes meeting.
"Want me to turn around?" he asked.
"Er... sure, why not?"
He nodded and gave his back to her. The first thing she noticed was that long back, partly covered by lengthy golden strands that fell over it, which she suddenly wanted to caress. She also caught herself staring at his behind, which was tighter than she would have imagined. He stood like that for a little less than a minute and then turned around once more to look at her. A shaky smiled spread across the redhead's face. For some reason she couldn't explain, she felt uneasy and weirdly excited. "So... do you like what you see?" he wondered, scratching his head.
"Yeah. I... didn't think you'd look that good... I mean..." she trailed off, stammering.
"Are you ok?" he frowned.
"What? Yeah, of course... it's just..." the young girl swallowed "It just occurs to me that we said equal conditions, and... you only saw me for a few seconds very quickly, while I've had the chance to take a good look at you."
Without giving him time to ask any questions, she slid her green sweater over her head. Then her jeans and the white spaghetti top followed. Soon she was standing in her bra and panties in front of him. Motionless, he watched her unclasp her bra and slide it delicately down her arms, revealing two nicely round breasts and her erected nipples. They were the perfect size, and that fueled his wish to take them in his hands and caress them... And when her panties slowly fell to her ankles, he almost had to close his eyes, hoping the thoughts in his mind weren't showing on his body.
Johanna took one step closer to him. In that shorter distance, he saw a glimpse of shyness in her greenish eyes.
"Well..." she spoke "So... there we are."
"We are" he responded.
"You... don't find this awkward, do you?"
"Not at all, no."
But the ice wasn't broken yet, as the facts clearly showed. The two of them just stood there like that a few moments, looking at each other in silence. None of them would have guessed what was running through the other's mind.
"Wanna dance?" Marco suggested.
Automatically, that stole a giggle from Johanna, making the Swede smile. Not only because he was happy to see that things were still alright between them, but he also admired her laughter.
"I've... never done that in company" she said "But it can't be that difficult I guess... I mean, we just have to..."
She wrapped an arm around his shoulders and one of his arms around her own waist. Then she took his free hand with hers.
"And now we go like da-da-da-da" she hummed some imaginary song as she lead him in the dance.
Both flatmates burst into laughter. It occurred to them simultaneously that all awkwardness could be forgotten. Now the situation was just goofy, and there was nothing to fear in that. That's when the Austrian suddenly sensed something rubbing slightly against her thigh, which made her look down. Marco squeezed his eyes shut, cursing himself mentally.
"I'm sorry!"
"No, it's... fine. I guess it's just... a natural reaction" she smiled awkwardly, trying to play it down.
The big blond man exhaled.
"Look, Johanna, I should be honest. It's not exactly that I felt embarrassed for catching you... The reason why I've been so distant lately is that... I've started seeing you in a different way since that happened."
He had said it. There was no turning back anymore. Hello again, awkwardness. Marco could already see her running away screaming.
"I'm sorry" he repeated.
Bowing his head, he couldn't look at her face anymore. Much to his surprise, the redhead didn't pull away.
"That's alright" she said "I understand. And I... I actually feel really... good here."
As he looked up, his face turned into a big question mark, the Austrian girl let out an embarrassed chuckle. She gave him one more timid smile as she explained:
"See... I'm glad you told me. But you know, uhm... I should probably find this all horribly weird and everything... but the truth is that this feels really good" she bit her lip "Is it strange that I... want to...?"
He didn't let her finish the phrase. Their faces had already gotten closer as they talked, and the gap between them was closed after the last word she pronounced. Johanna's lips tasted lovely, still with a trace of coffee and chapstick. Her kiss was very subtle and tender. At the same time, the girl was surprised by how soft her friend could be. He savored her mouth very slowly and carefully, taking his time to enjoy it.
As he pulled away, Marco allowed himself to put his hand on Johanna's cheek and caress it with his thumb. The Austrian smiled. Her face seemed so small, so young... Once more he felt like kissing her, but this time it was her who took the lead, placing her hand at the back of his neck and deepening the contact.
Then they lost track of time and everything continued in Marco's bedroom, the biggest one in the house. More precisely, they found themselves in his double bed, lying in each other's arms and nuzzling their noses against one another. His breath caressed the side of Johanna's neck, making her exhale hard. Those sounds turned into moans when his lips and tongue made contact with that sensitive skin. She felt his hand stroking her stomach and her thighs, eager to discover, but his touch was much gentler than any other boy she had ever been with. That wasn't quite a surprise, taking into account that her experience was limited to her high school boyfriend in Austria and some drunken New Year's Eve celebration with Adrian.
Marco was completely different. He took it all slow, giving each part of her body all the attention she could need instead of just going straight to her breasts and crotch. The sensation of his long beard against her sides was oddly soft; it tickled slightly, but it didn't scratch. Yet the maximum pleasure came when she found the older man's tongue dividing her core, stroking all her most sensitive spots. He made her cry out, her hands clutching to the pillow tightly.
After giving her pleasure for some minutes, he kissed his way up, supporting himself on one hand. Johanna had never felt so turned on in her life. Wanting to thank him, to show him how much he satisfied her, she pulled him into a passionate kiss. Her hand ran instinctively over his stomach until she found his hard-on and let her fingers discover it, touching it with an unprecedented softness. A growl escaped his throat. Knowing he wouldn't be able to take it anymore, and assuming the girl's initiative was a sign that she was ready, he reached for one of the drawers in his nightstand with his free hand and fumbled around until he found what he was looking for. Quickly, he slid a condom down his organ.
Johanna watched him from below, her heartbeats anticipating what was coming next, and her whole body ready to welcome him. He slid himself under her skin little by little, a part of him afraid of hurting her; yet he found no obstacles in that soft bumpiness surrounding him. It was a delicious feeling. Once he met her end, his whole body shuddered with arousal. Seeing the calm expression on her face, the corners of her mouth slightly turned up and her eyes closed, he thought the moment had come to begin thrusting in and out of her with more passion.
With her gasps and the way her girly body shook with every charge, she proved to him that he was doing it right. Her pleasure just excited him even more. Letting his head fall, he captured her earlobe between his teeth. The younger girl held onto his shoulders tightly, a wide smile on her face as her happy moans became higher. Marco growled against her silken neck once more. She could feel him pounding inside her, signaling that everything was about to explode...
Marco rolled off an exhausted Johanna, both trying to catch their breath. The two lovers turned to look into the eyes of the one resting beside them, happiness and satisfaction running through their veins. Smiling to each other, they kissed again. He tangled an auburn streak around his finger, contemplating the beautiful woman by his side.
"It was wonderful" she whispered before letting her lips meet his again.
As the girl raised her head and snuggled up to him, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders protectively. Johanna sighed contently when he kissed her hair. She felt comfortable in his embrace, taken care of and desired all at once. Closing her eyes, she got lost in his smell, which she only now realized she liked. And after that, for the first yet not the last time, both flatmates had a nap together