Good Vibrations Magazine

“I want a place of my own,” Virginia sighed. She leaned her head back to rest on the pile of pillows on the display bed.

“You have a place, Gin,” Justin reminded her as he flopped down beside her.

Virginia rolled her eyes. “I’ve got a shitty basement apartment which I share with a roommate who smells like cheese. It’s not exactly my own. I’m tired of apartments. I want a house of my own.”

Justin looked around at the display rooms. “Well, I’m sure you could just stay here. We did find a few rooms you liked.”

“Oh yeah, that’s perfect,” Virginia snorted. “I’ll live in IKEA. What about the nights when I have a hot date? It’s not like we could stop by here for a casual fuck. The security cameras would catch everything.”

Justin sat up and leaned on his elbow, looking at Virginia with a quizzical expression. “When have you ever had a hot date?”

Virginia pulled a pillow from behind her head and swatted her friend with it. “My lack of recent sexual conquests is not the issue here. We’re talking about the future. I, personally, have no longing to indulge in exhibitionism.”

Justin grinned back, his gray eyes glinting. “I’m sure there are places around here where the cameras don’t reach.”

“Where? Under the bed? In the bathroom? Neither really strikes me as particularly romantic.”

“Who said anything about being romantic? I thought we were talking about a casual fuck.”

“Comfortable casual fuck would be preferred.”

Justin let out an exaggerated sigh. “Jeez, you want everything, don’t you?”

“Well, you know, I’d like to think there’s a world where I can both have my cake and eat it.”

“Yeah, I’d like to eat your cake, too,” Justin replied under his breath. The blush that followed hinted he hadn’t meant to say that out loud.

Virginia shifted to look at her friend. He was still propped up on his elbow but he had now lowered his eyes, preferring to stare at the bedspread rather than meet her eyes.

Friends since kindergarten, the two of them certainly weren’t new to sexually-charged banter, but this was the first time Justin had ever given voice to any kind of personal desire for her. She wasn’t even sure whether or not he was serious. She had felt a growing attraction to him but she had just chalked it up to going too long without sex.

Looking at him now, though, Virginia felt the heat rise in her own cheeks. Being horny was nothing new. Lusting after a close friend, however, was an entirely different ball of wax. She bit her lip, unsure of what – if anything – to say. Finally, she screwed up her nerve.

“Are you serious?” she asked.

It took longer than she would have liked, but Justin finally raised his eyes from the bed and stared at her. She saw the desire there, and the fear. He didn’t say anything, but the look in his eyes was answer enough.

“Where did you have in mind?”

The corner of Justin’s mouth curled up ever so slightly, and his gaze flicked to the massive closets set up along one side of the display room’s walls. The doors were made of rich, chocolate-brown wood with insets of frosted green glass. They were the reason she had entered this particular section in the first place. Their size and design spoke of a luxury she could only dream of and their beautiful simplicity matched her style.

“The closets?” Virginia asked, raising her eyebrow.

“Why not?” Justin replied. “They’re probably bigger than the bed in your place, anyway.”

Virginia hopped off the bed and glanced around the store. Thankfully, they had decided to go to IKEA in the middle of the week when most people were still at work. With any luck, no one would see them go into the closet and become curious. She opened the closet door and urged Justin in before her. She followed, looked around again, and closed the door behind her.

Justin was right. The closets were bigger than the bed back at her apartment. In fact, Virginia thought the section they were in might even be bigger than the walk-in closet in her roommate’s room. It wasn’t as dark as she had worried it would be inside, either. Though the glass was frosted and tinted enough light filtered through for her to see by.

Two small bureaus sat on either side of the closet, each standing about equal to her upper thigh. Probably for lingerie and socks, Virginia thought absently. As with all the other display rooms at IKEA, little personal touches had been added to the inside of the closet. In this case a variety of men’s shirts hung from the bars at the front of the closet.

Justin reached out and grabbed her hand, drawing her even further into the closet.

Virginia hopped onto one of the lingerie bureaus, swinging her feet slightly. Justin stepped closer and placed his hands on her hips. He leaned in, resting his head against her chest.

“Are you sure?” Justin murmured.

Virginia could feel his hesitation. She knew he wouldn’t go any further unless he was absolutely sure this was what she wanted. She reached up and stroked his hair with one hand, lifting his chin with the other until she was looking into his eyes. She nodded her head deliberately, leaving no doubt in his mind as to where this was going.

Virginia leaned forward and kissed her friend, running both her hands through his hair. He made a noise halfway between a moan and a growl and returned the kiss with passion. His hands slid down the front of her shirt, buttons coming undone in their wake. Cool air whispered over the tops of her cleavage as he drew the shirt down past her shoulders. It slipped off her arms, falling in a pool of fabric behind her. Her bra followed.

As he took one breast into his mouth, she felt him slip one hand beneath her skirt. More goose bumps rose as he slid it up her leg. His fingers whispered across her inner thigh. He ran first one, then two fingertips across the crotch of her underwear. It tickled, making her squirm.

Justin made a few more light passes across her sensitive skin before he reached the other hand beneath her skirt as well. He pulled her underwear to the side, exposing her puffy, aroused lips. Virginia gasped and moaned with pleasure as one thumb slid into her wet hole. The other thumb came to rest on her clit. As he slid one thumb in and out, Justin tapped the other back and forth in a steady rhythm.

Just as she was about to come, Virginia grabbed Justin’s forearms.

“Inside. Now,” she pleaded.

His eyes widened, but he nodded his head. He withdrew his hands from under her skirt and fumbled with his belt. He wasn’t moving fast enough for Virginia, and she grabbed at his pants, unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants and underwear down past his hips. His penis, red and getting harder by the second, sprang forward.

Virginia looked down in awe. She had seen Justin naked from the waist down before, but that had been back in 4th grade. They had both been nine years old and curious about the differences between boys and girls.

Justin’s cock sure had come a long way since then. It wasn’t as long as her last boyfriend’s, which was perfectly fine for her. She was on the shallow side herself, so extra length never really mattered to her. He looked a little thicker than she was used to, but she was so wet and ready by then she didn’t think it would matter.

She scooted to the edge of the bureau, leaving a wet streak on the top of the wood. She gripped the corner of the bureau with one hand and braced herself against the wall with the other. Justin’s hands came to rest on the crest of her hips again as he guided himself into her.

He was hot and hard and thick and she welcomed every inch of him. He went slowly so as not to hurt her, and she quivered at the feel of him gliding in little by little. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more of him, he stopped. It was the first time anyone had been a perfect fit and the knowledge aroused her even more.

Her canal fit snugly around Justin’s girth, welcoming the presence of a real cock after a year of only enjoying silicone. Virginia moaned with pleasure as Justin moved within her. He pulled completely out, rubbed the head of his penis against her clit and dipped it back into her pussy. This time, however, he didn’t go in as deep. Her breathing quickened as he repeatedly pulled out, teased her throbbing clit and entered her again. Each time, he penetrated less and less.

She glanced up at him from half-lidded eyes and was surprised by the expression on his face. With each shallow thrust and caress of her clit, more of his shyness fell away, revealing his lust. He smiled down at her – a sly secretive smile – and she shuddered with anticipation. He knew what she wanted, but he was holding back as long as possible. When she couldn’t take it any longer, Virginia curled her legs around Justin’s and pulled him toward her. Taking her signal, Justin slid one arm behind her, supporting her as he thrust into her fully. The other hand he slid between them, his thumb flicking once again against her clit. Virginia bit her lip and held back her moan. She arched her back and leaned her head back, relishing the feel of Justin’s cock pumping in and out of her.

Her climax washed over her, sending tingles of pleasure through her entire body. Her legs quivered with the effort of holding Justin to her in the middle of ecstasy. Even her feet shivered in rapture. She felt the wonderful throbbing of his cock as he came inside her, prolonging her own orgasm. She wondered absently how he had been able to hold off long enough to make sure she was satisfied.

He leaned forward over her, his cock still pulsing inside her, and kissed her gently. “I’ve been wanting to do that for years,” he whispered in her ear. His breath on her neck raised a new set of goose bumps on her flesh. She felt her nipples respond to him yet again.

“You should have told me earlier. We’ve both been missing out,” she murmured.

The two friends sat in silence for a few more minutes, resting their heads on each other’s shoulders. Finally, Justin moved and Virginia felt a lingering ache of want as he pulled out of her.

“I suppose we should move before someone finds us.”

Virginia sighed, looking at her friend in a new light. “I suppose you’re right.” She scooted forward, pulling her discarded clothing off the bureau behind her. She latched her bra and pulled her shirt back on, all the while watching Justin trying to dress himself. Despite their earth-shattering orgasms earlier, he was still hard. Virginia found herself becoming aroused again at the sight of her friend trying to coax his erect penis back into his pants. She flicked her skirt down and stepped forward. She reached out, taking Justin’s cock in her hands. She gently tilted it up and in towards his stomach and tugged his underwear up to hold it in place.

“Looks like someone’s not finished,” she teased, buttoning his pants carefully. He caught her hands with his, and she looked up. “You know, you still didn’t get the chance to eat any of my cake.” She smiled up at him.

Justin’s eyes smoldered. “I think there’s an Old Navy down the street.”