Hi, this is Aarush, a pilot. My job has led me to several experiences, this being one of them. I was undergoing my flight training. It was the uncharted territory of friendship with Simran that truly captivated me.
Join me as I recount the twists and turns of our bond, where passion and loyalty collide amidst the turbulence of desire. It all started with a simple interaction.
“Hi, my name is Simran!”
“Hey, I’m Aarush.”
It was our first day of training. She had stunning eyes and a smile to die for! Very bubbly and outgoing personality.
We didn’t start to get to know one another until we had a break. Once we got back after the break, we grew closer to each other. We eventually got to the point of texting each other outside of training. We would tease each other for unintentional errors we would make during our flight training.
We spent our days at flight training, talking with each other and trying to help one another through the training. It got to the point that people at our academy just assumed that we were dating. We had joked with one another about being together. But up until that point, I had never really considered it.
On one of the days, I was venting to her about my problems with one of the instructors. I saw that she seemed off. On asking her about it, she erupted and started venting to me about her problems with her boyfriend, Parth.
He was not just inattentive to her, but he was also just oblivious to how amazing Simran was. They continued to date, but it was tense between them.
Meanwhile, I decided to go on a date with a girl. She was nice, and we had a good conversation. But I quickly realized she wasn’t quite my type. Despite her charm, I felt there wasn’t a strong connection between us. I came back home and called up Simran.
While talking about the date, I said to her, “Why can’t girls be like you? You communicate so well.”
“It’s not much better for me. Parth barely talks to me when we’re together.”
“Too bad we can’t just date each other.”
“That would make things so much easier.”
“I can’t even tell you the last time I had sex!” I blurted out. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”
“It’s okay. I’m on a dry spell, too.”
“That’s just ridiculous. How can anyone resist you?”
I could see a slight smile forming on Simran’s face.
“Right back at you.”
The next morning, I showed up at the academy for my flight and had been texting Simran.
Me: Did I say too much last night? I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable.
Simran: No, of course not. I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable. You know, I know something that could make you feel better.
Me: Yeah? What’s that?
Simran: I could send you something right now.
Me: Like what?
Simran: First, are you sure we want to do this?
Me: Simran, I am sure.
The next message made my heart stop. It was a photo of her in absolutely nothing showing off her ass.
Me: Holy shit!
Simran: I thought you might like that.
Me: I still have 4 hours left in my training! This is going to be the longest day ever!
Simran: Do I get a pic?
Me: When I get home!
I somehow managed to get through the rest of my training and got home. I showered and the thought of everything that unfolded got me hard. I stepped out of the shower and looked at the picture that Simran had sent. I snapped a photo of my hard dick still wet along with the rest of my body and sent it to her.
Simran: Oh boy, I knew you had a nice dick!
Me: Thanks!
Then, out of nowhere, I get another pic. This time, her wearing an animal print bra.
Me: Goddamn!
Before I could send another response, I received another steamy pic from her. This time braless, showcasing her curvy C cups with alluring brown nipples at their centre.
Me: I’m struggling to catch my breath over here!
Simran: There’s one more I have for you!
Then I got a picture of her shaved pussy. Her fingers were spreading her lips so I could see just how tight and pink it was.
Me: Fuck me, I’d love to lick and fuck that pussy!
Simran: I’d love that too!
We continued to text back and forth different fantasies and kinks of us having sex and getting intimate to help each other through our dry spells. Even though Simran was dating Parth, things between them got better. But that didn’t stop what Simran and I were doing.
I felt bad at first, but I was enjoying it and our growing relationship. However, a few months later, Parth found the texts. He was rightfully pissed at her, and he asked her to make a choice: Parth or Me. She told me that she was going to choose Parth.
That led to a massive blowup between the two of us. We spent weeks fighting with each other, and unfortunately, it impacted our training. We couldn’t be on the same flight roster together anymore.
I started working towards my training and started casually seeing a girl I met at a friend’s house party. But then we had a cadet meeting and it was a good time for it all to come together. As we were leaving, I pulled Simran aside and tried to patch things up.
“Can we please move on from everything? I miss my best friend.”
“I miss you too. You really hurt me.”
“I know, and I am sorry. I thought I would be happy cutting you off, but I was wrong!”
Simran got teary eyes and we hugged each other in what seemed like forever. We picked up like nothing had ever happened. Simran was different. Not having her around me felt different and not in a good way. At first, I felt guilty about what I was doing with Simran as she was in a relationship.
But it was never physical so I justified it to myself. Then, one day, it finally happened. We had gone back and forth with each other about whether we ever would have sex and get intimate. But she was in a relationship. I had a training flight in the morning.
She was coming in around the time I was supposed to get done with it. All day she had been texting me about how much of an asshole Parth was and how he wasn’t trying anymore. She came into one of the briefing rooms where I was, and we looked at each other.
I swallowed my nerve and said, “I think I know something that might help you feel better.” She turned around as she reached for the briefing room door so she could lock it. Just as she started to turn the knob, I walked up to her and turned her around.
I pulled her close to me, holding her waist, and then placed my left palm on her cheek to turn her face towards me. I pushed my fingers on the back of her head, pulled her in and finally kissed her. She kissed me back, and we let our tongues meet. I stopped and looked into her eyes.
I gave her one last kiss. I walked out of the briefing room towards the washroom before anyone else could notice what was brewing inside. A part of me was scared. Had I crossed the line and ruined our friendship?
“What had I done? I just kissed another woman while she was in a relationship.” I thought to myself in the washroom.
But there was a part of me that felt good about it because of how she reacted. I walked back to the briefing room. After my debrief with my instructor, I went back to the control room where the cadets prepared for their flight and found Simran there.
She looked up at me and smiled. I asked her if what I did was okay. She just bit her lip and said, “Yes.” I replied, “Good.” I pushed her against the table where she was planning for her flight and kissed her again. Soon, breaking it off before someone sees.
I grabbed my stuff and told her I would text her when I got home, and she was done with her flight. I spent the 25 minutes or so driving back home, contemplating what had happened. I ran back the whole moment in my head and realized that I didn’t regret any of it. When I got home, I texted her.
Me: Hey, I just got home.
After she finished her training flight and got back home, she replied,
Simran: Hey! I’m glad. I wish I could be there with you. So, what made you do that?
Me: Parth made you feel like shit. I thought that maybe I could try and make you feel better.
Simran: I can’t stop smiling.
Me: Me either.
That night was in June. Over the next few weeks, every time we saw each other at training, we would sneak into briefing rooms and washrooms. Check to make sure no one was around, and we would steal kisses whenever we had the chance.
Sometimes, when we were the last two to leave after training, we’d hold each other’s hands. I’d walk her to her car before giving her a goodnight kiss.
In early August, she broke things off with Parth. It wasn’t easy because they had been together for about 5 years at that point. We met after our training, and she told me what had happened. I didn’t want to scare her and tell her that I was starting to develop feelings for her.
She told me that I gave her the courage to break up with Parth. They were going on and off, but this time, she said it was different. We talked for what seemed like forever. I asked her if she wanted to come hang out at my place over the weekend. She said yes. I was ecstatic.
That Saturday, I went to a friend’s party, and the entire time, she was all I could think about. We kept texting each other, and at one point, I told her how this woman who was at the party, too, had come up to me and was hitting on me.
Simran: Haha, how could she not!
Me: I wouldn’t do anything, though.
Simran: Why not?
Me: Because she’s not you!
Simran: Go hook up with randoms tonight if you want. I’ll be right here!
Me: You’re the only one I want
Simran: You will tomorrow.
I got excited seeing that response. Did it mean that we were going to have sex? That was all I could think about the rest of the night. I eventually passed out after reaching home. The next day, I was sporting a severe hangover. But I needed to gut it out and recover before Simran came over.
After shopping all groceries for cooking dinner I went home to take a shower before Simran got to my house. Finally, the moment I got out of the shower, she texted me that she was about 5 minutes away. I got dressed and went outside to meet her. She got out of her car, and damn, she looked stunning!
She straightened her hair and those smokey eyes makeup. She was wearing a jumpsuit that opened up, revealing her cleavage, and it looked amazing on her. We walked into my house, and my attention was entirely on Simran.
After spending some time and having dinner, we were sitting on my bed with her head resting on my shoulder.
“I am so happy you came over.”
“Me too,” she replied with a smile.
I looked down at her, and she shifted her head so she was looking up at me and we kissed. I turned so I could put my right hand on her leg and gently moved it up to her hip. She responded by swinging her leg over and climbing up to sit on my lap.
I could feel myself getting hard already. I started unzipping her jumpsuit. We continued to make out with each other, my hands caressing her bare back. I grabbed her from the bottom and lifted her. She was on top of me, and she quickly removed her bra pads.
Her breasts were now at level with me. I was in a daze, taking in the whole moment. I started to kiss her neck and then slowly started kissing and sucking closer to her tits and squeezing them. I looked into her eyes and smiled. I sucked on her tits and moved closer to her nipple, taking it into my mouth.
I licked it, sucked on it and gently bit it before moving on to the other. I squeezed them between my index and middle finger. I twisted and brushed them with my thumb.
“You really are enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, sorry, I don’t want to waste a moment of this.”
She smiled, and I pinched her nipples, which made her let out a loud moan. Then I whispered to her, “I want to devour you and suck your pussy.”
She giggled and gave me one last kiss before climbing off of me. I completely removed her jumpsuit. She was wearing a black thong that I peeled off of her. I could see that she was already wet. I kissed down her stomach and inched my way closer until I was in front of her clit.
I stuck out my tongue and gave her clit a lick, causing her to moan. I continued to lick her, moving from her clit to her pussy lips to its bottom before gently sliding two fingers into her from the base of her pussy. I pushed my fingers deep in.
I bent them inside her getting out all the wetness and then sucking those two fingers looking at her and giving her a wink. I pushed my fingers inside her again and fingered her pussy while my tongue was playing with her clit.
“Holy shit, you know what you’re doing! No one has ever eaten me out this well before.”
“I told you I knew what I was doing.” Referencing an earlier text. I bet her that I could make her cum from being eaten out, which she had not experienced before. I kept it up for a few minutes while her whole body would shake.
Her legs trembled and twitched. Her fingers were brushing my hair while I was devouring her.
“Oh fuck I’m gonna cum!”
“Oh yes, I wanna taste you!”
She arched her back and pushed my head towards her pussy more while she moaned out loud and orgasmed. Then, after a minute or so, she relaxed and pulled me up for a kiss. She kissed me so wild.
“Your turn,” She said
I shifted onto my back, pulling my shorts down. She bent over and got hold of my dick and gave it a nice stroke. I was already leaking pre-cum from the tip. Simran collected it and withdrew her hand, and licked her fingers, saying, “Mmmm, that’s good stuff.”
Her lips touched the head of my dick and parted almost imperceptibly. The very tip of her tongue reached out and brushed the tip of my dick. She pushed her head down, and her lips began to wrap around my dick. Then she slowly but purposefully sucked the head of my cock into her waiting mouth.
With a rush, my heart started beating again. I sucked in a huge lungful of air as Simran sucked as much of my dick into her mouth as she could. I could feel every inch slowly sliding back out of Simran’s silken lips. She reached the head, and then I felt every inch slide back into the warmth of her mouth.
I could feel her tongue against the underside of my dick. Her cheeks sucked me in and out at a deliciously slow pace. I could feel a trickle of her drool, mixed with probably a lot of pre-cum. It was intoxicating. All of this was. My dick popped out of her mouth, and for a moment, nothing happened.
Then she wrapped her fingers around me and started to give me a handjob slowly. Almost as slow as her sucking had been, and my head rolled back against the bed. This felt extremely good. She was pumping my cock with one hand, fondling my balls with the other.
She was licking, kissing, and sucking the tip with her mouth. She stopped rolling the head of my dick with her tongue and started to suck the end while pumping me even harder with her hand. Then, her hand stopped pumping. But her mouth kept working the head of my dick.
There was the tiniest of pauses. Then my dick started pulsing in her hand, and her mouth filled with my cum. She started sucking and swallowing while I groaned. Spurt after spurt shot into her mouth. She kept sucking until I got hard again.
Once I was hard again, she got up and said, “Your cum was sweet and slightly salty, and it felt indescribably slippery on my taste buds.” She mounted my dick while saying that and started to rotate her hips slowly, then rocked them back and forth.
“Holy shit, this feels so fucking good!”
“Your dick feels amazing inside me!”
This continued for I don’t even know how long, I was lost in the moment.
“I’m surprised you haven’t wanted to tap me from behind.”
I was broken out of my fog and lifted her off of me so she could get onto all fours. She wiggled her ass, and I knelt behind her so I could give her pussy a few licks before standing up to stick my dick back into her.
I took her hips into my hands and thrust in and out of her. She tried reaching underneath and started to rub my balls while I was fucking her.
“Oh wow, that feels so good!” I said at this new sensation.
“Spank my ass!”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I slapped her ass, making it red. She shook her ass again. I took that as a sign to give her another. I gave her ass another hard spank. I grabbed her cheeks, gave each a good squeeze and pulled them apart.
“Let me get back on top. I want to be looking at you when you cum.”
We got up and shifted so she was mounting me again.
“Fuck me, this feels great. I don’t want it to end,” I said as Simran continued to bounce up and down on my dick.
Her walls started to contract, and I could feel it while the pressure was building in me, too.
“Where do you want me to cum?” I asked
“You can cum wherever you want; my mouth, on my ass, in me. Whatever you want.”
“I’m gonna fill your pussy up.”
“Do it, cum inside me! I’m close,” she said,
“Fuck I’m gonna cum too!” I said
I pulled her down and held her face in both hands, planting her lips on me, and we started kissing wildly. She orgasmed, and in a few seconds, I shot my load into her pussy. We kept kissing until I could feel my dick soften, but I didn’t want her to move.
“That was the best sex I have ever had!” She said.
We sat there lightly kissing as I rubbed her ass and legs.
“I have to go.”
“Are we going to do this again?” I asked
“Maybe…” she said with a smile.
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