Previous Part: All I Need Is a Friend! Part 1
Hey Dear Readers. Aayush Here Again. Thanks a lot for all the love and admiration for the previous part. It motivated me to continue writing. As you know from the previous part, I am a 30 Year old guy working in a decent job, heartbroken. I had started talking to my old buddy Sonali.
Cut to a few months past our last conversation on masturbation, Sonali had a few government exams lined up. So we chatted less as she was frustrated due to her studies, and I was busy at work. I didn’t want to distract her at such a crucial stage. So I just tried to motivate her for the exams she had to take.
After she was done with all her exams, she went to her native, in West Bengal, for a fortnight. She returned exactly on 31st March. On 1st april, most of the Banking sector results were going to be declared. I prayed for her to get through.
As expected, I got a call from her, screaming that she had cleared Bank PO exams. She would soon be an elite officer. I was overjoyed. I immediately congratulated her and told her that my treat was due. She agreed, and we decided to meet since it had been long since we last met.
I was genuinely happy and extremely proud that my friend had made it “big” in her life. And on one hand, the lust I felt for her grew manifold within me. Whenever I would touch myself, I imagined her. Every stroke of my penis was dedicated to her pussy.
I wanted her badly. I didn’t know if I loved her or just lusted for her. Neither did I want to name it. I was enjoying imagining her all the time. We met in the evening at a cafe in New Town. She came wearing a body-hugging tee and a pair of jeans.
She never dressed to kill usually. And today was no different. She loved wearing normal printed tees and jeans and kept her hair in a messy bun. We ordered some snacks and coffee and continued normal gossip about our lives. I could not help but try and take stealing glances at her boobs.
They were big and firm as far as I could make out from her tee. Sometime later, I noticed how her neck was and how smoothly it continued downwards in a buttery and smooth textured manner. I tried to focus on her sentences. But when I looked at her face, I wanted to grab her and taste her mouth.
This was getting too much. I was getting uneasy as I could feel an erection building up. An erection that I hardly had in months. Let alone days. After our food arrived, we ate it. After taking a few pictures, she held my hand, looked me straight in the eye and said, “Thank You, Aayush! For what you have done!”
“What have I done? It was all your effort and hard work, yaar.”
“No Aayush!” she said. “You kept my spirits up. You don’t know. Since I had resigned from my job, there was immense pressure on me from all sides. Finances, family and peer pressure, everything was getting to me. I was almost suicidal,” she almost cried.
I smiled sheepishly and patted her back as she continued, “You helped me a lot. Your one message would take away my entire stress. You don’t know what you have done for me.” She completed her sentence and hugged me. I held her, saying nothing but feeling proud of myself for no good reason.
“You know what, Aayush!” she said, breaking the hug, “let’s have a grand party, Just the two of us, at your home. I will cook chicken for you in the traditional style. You will bite off your fingers.” She said with a sense of pride in her cooking skills.
I decided to host her on Saturday when both of us would be free.
“Sonali, I will pick you up the day after tomorrow morning,” I said.
“Cool.” She said and I dropped her to her room.
When you know that something might happen on a particular date, the excitement, nervousness, and anticipation are just unparalleled. I wanted to make love to Sonali. Badly. I wanted to make her cum. Hard. I wanted to see her eyes roll backwards with pleasure when I was completely inside her.
I wanted our pubic hairs to unite so hard that my manhood would be completely engulfed inside her warm wet pussy. But I didn’t know how to tell her that. I couldn’t expect a girl to make the first move. The next two days went by like months and no, we didn’t sext or hint at any such thing.
On Saturday, I woke up at 4 a.m. and tidied my house. I got my groceries and chicken delivered via online apps, freshened up and took a bath. I got ready and rushed straight to her place to pick her up. I drove faster than I usually do. She came with a backpack.
She threw the backpack on the backseat and sat in the front passenger seat. I couldn’t help but notice her. She was in her usual tee-jean attire. The seat belt tightening near her chest region made her breasts appear more prominent. It looked like a nylon strap separated two mounds of soft and firm sponge.
She caught me staring and said, “Focus on the road, Aayush.”
I don’t know why I hurriedly started the car and muttered, “Sorry.”
“No need to be.” She chirped in. “At this age, these things happen,” she added as we drove towards home.
When we reached my home, she went to the washroom and changed into a comfortable tee and shorts. When she came out, I could clearly see her curves more prominently now. I drooled like a hungry beggar. She brushed aside my glances casually and proceeded to the kitchen.
I changed into a banyan and shorts. In the next few hours, she cooked as I helped her with the ingredients and then we ate. I must say she is a great cook. After a hearty meal, I suggested that we should take some rest. She agreed. So we proceeded to the bedroom that had the AC.
She lay on the bed while I was lying on a cushion on the floor. The room was almost dark, and the AC was on full blast. She was sleepy due to cooking, so she just fell asleep almost instantly curled up in the comforter blanket. I noticed how her curves moved when she breathed as she slept. I, too, fell asleep.
At about 4.30 p.m., we woke up again. She was still a bit lazy, so I left her in bed and brought two cups of tea. I did not switch on the lights. The room appeared dimly lit, so I could easily see her. I sat opposite her on the bed having tea and general conversations.
Then I kept the empty glasses in the kitchen and came back again. She was sitting on the bed, just smiling and looking at me with affection. Not the lusty look. But a gaze of kindness and gratitude. I sat near her and asked her, “What happened?”
“Nothing, Yaar! Thanks a lot!” She said, and we hugged. Her body felt warm. I held her in my arms and felt her relax. Her warm breath fell on my shoulder.
“It’s nothing yaar! You deserved it! And it’s just the start! You are going to achieve everything you aim for!” I said, breaking the hug but still holding her, looking straight into her eyes. Our faces were barely centimetres away.
“How do you believe in me so so so…” she just faltered with her words, licking her lips slightly. I was feeling so attracted to her at that moment. I was too high to answer. I looked at her face. She had a cute face. She was fair and had a perfect pointy nose and fuller lips apart from her cute, chubby cheeks.
I had lost all my senses. I don’t know what I was thinking then. Maybe I was too numb to think. I could also feel her body trying to hide her heartbeat. I inched closer towards her, moving my right hand closer to her face as she gently lowered her gaze.
I tucked a few strands of her hair at the back of her ears and touched her cheek. She was breathing heavily. I could feel her bosom heaving against my heaving chest. I tilted my face and leaned in to kiss her juicy lips. I pecked her lips slightly and pulled back slightly to see her reaction.
In my hazy vision, I could see a satisfied smile on her face, and she pulled me back into the kiss. Our lips intermingled. She opened her mouth, and our tongues met. I was passionately kissing her as if there was no tomorrow, and she was equally enthusiastic in her response.
Our salivas got exchanged, and my hand was moving all over her back. She was clasping my back as she forced her tongue into my mouth. I was shivering when I realised the act I was performing. I was slowly feeling the arousal spread all over my body.
I could feel my penis coming to life. The fact that I was wearing just shorts would easily expose my arousal. I decided to take the lead. My eyes were still closed, and our lips were in harmonic unison. I put my hands over her tank top near the neck region.
She moaned, “Hum,” into my mouth as the kiss continued. And my right hand travelled down to hold her left boob over her tank top. Even over the layers of clothing, her full boobs felt hard and firm. I could feel that her nipples were already erect. I involuntarily just gave it a light squeeze.
She moaned into my mouth. We kissed for a little more time. I kneaded her boobs over the top. I finally broke it to see her opening her eyes and smiling sheepishly to avoid eye contact. I tugged at her top near the waist, signalling that I wanted to take it off.
She lifted her head slightly and looked at my eyes. This time, with a gaze of confidence as well as lust. She nodded slightly and raised her hands over her head. I noticed her armpits. They were shaved cleanly and looked extremely inviting. I lifted her top and opened it over her head.
I looked at her in a baby pink sports bra. I could see her nipples pointing out of it. I removed it, too. She closed her eyes as I looked directly into her beautiful boobs. They were as fair as her, and her areolas were brown. Her nipples stood out hard over her firm, shapely and rounded boobs.
She pointed at my banyan, and I got rid of it in seconds. I held her lightly, made her lie down and came over to her. I supported myself temporarily on my elbow, looking into her eyes. Holding her boob in my right hand as she breathed hard. She moaned when my fingers made circles teasing her nipples.
I started kissing her again, this time with even more intensity and forgetting everything else around me. I slid down, kissing her neck hungrily. Then moved on to smell her armpits. She had a divine smell coming out of her. She was not having any deodorant or perfume on.
It was her natural body smell, which was so captivating. I just took deep breaths from her pits and then proceeded to kiss them hungrily. Sonali hadn’t expected this, so she squirmed from the pleasure she was getting. Her face showed a feeling of embarrassment mixed with a sense of proud satisfaction.
I smelt her pits greedily and licked them. I moved to roll my tongue on her left breast, engorging it with generous amounts of saliva. Then, licking it while making circles on her right nipple with the other hand. I rolled over my tongue, flicking her left nipple, drawing all kinds of shapes on it with my tongue.
She just closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. Taking turns on her boobs with my tongue, I proceeded to engulf her areolas in my mouth. Then play with my tongue over her nipples, creating a suction. This made her arch her back, too. I loved how her body was responding to my moves.
My hand was now freely moving all over her body, exploring her smooth buttery skin, feeling goosebumps on it. Slowly I stopped licking her boobs and waited till she opened her eyes. She looked at me momentarily, unable to understand anything.
I put my middle finger inside my mouth and looked at her. I engorged it with saliva and proceeded downwards. She understood my hand was going to feel her womanhood. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. I put my hands inside her shorts and panties to feel her warm and hairy mound.
Then I moved my finger slowly to feel her clit. It was erect and then towards her pussy lips. I could feel she was oozing with her fluids and her fluids had moisturised my entire finger. I just sucked at her boobs while I just tried to locate her pussy opening.
The warmth of her pussy on my palm was something else. All the while, she was shaking and moaning, “Aah.” I could not hold it any longer and pulled at her shorts. She lifted her bums to facilitate me removing her shorts and panties in one go.
I took out her panties and lifted them to see them in such a way that she could see me. Then I inverted the panties to see the big wet spot her juices had created on them. I brought it close to my mouth and inhaled it. If you haven’t ever done this to your partner, I would suggest doing it.
She smelt like a drug. I wish I could bottle her pussy juice fragrance for myself. I stuck out my tongue and licked at the wet spot on the panties to tease her. “This is unbearable, Aayush,” she said, closing her eyes. “Even more than what I feel on a daily basis. To resist the urge of having you inside me.”
I looked at her lustily, repeating the action. “It’s unbearable for me too, Sonali. I think about you all the time.” I said, sitting upright while she was lying naked. I could see her little pubic hair hiding her pussy from my view.
“So I guess today is the day when you do everything that you do in your head with me when you masturbate,” she said dead seriously and parted her legs ever so slightly. I was just hypnotised as I leaned downwards because my mouth wanted to be there.
Right between her legs. I lay on my belly and reached near her pussy. My face was millimetres away from her pussy. I had a view at it as Sonali blushed a bit and closed her eyes. It was darkish, with ample pubic hair drenched unevenly with her juices.
Her clit had swollen from the arousal. Her pussy lips looked full and soft, hiding her beautiful pink heaven. My fingers were all over the upper parts, kind of massaging and making her ready for what was coming next.
“I love what I see, Sonali,” I said.
“Don’t Embarrass me, Aayush. It looks so bad,” she said, getting a bit sad.
“This is the awesome Sonali. Believe me, I love your forest and the river flowing through it. I want to taste the water of the river now,” I said. I planted a kiss on her pussy. Her legs were spread far apart to give me access as well as freedom.
I brushed my face over her pussy, causing her juices to rub over my face. Then I stuck out my tongue and held her bums like a watermelon. My tongue began its journey from the base of her pussy opening. I continued to her clit in a single long lick.
“Aah,” Sonali gasped. Clasping my hair as tight as she could and slightly pushing my head towards her pussy. I repeated the long licks till her pussy started leaking a little more. My hands found themselves on her boobs, playing with the nipples and squeezing them as I was exploring her pussy orally.
The texture of her pussy lips fit beautifully with the texture of my tongue. I tasted her juice and instantly loved it. It was tangy and salty. I began kissing her pussy and eating her out with more enthusiasm resulting in more moans from her. I engulfed her clit in my mouth and played with it with my tongue.
I made sure that she felt wanted by me. I then tried to insert my tongue into her love hole, just finding my way through my tongue. Once I found it, I started taking turns between her clit. Her pussy lips and her pussy hole till she curled up her toes.
She started to close her legs, sandwiching my cheeks between her thighs. I understood she couldn’t take it anymore. But I would not leave her pussy now. She arched her back and said, “Baby. I am coming!” I could feel her entire body hardening.
I could literally feel her pussy muscles pulsate hard. She wriggled with a mindblowing orgasm, releasing all her juices all over my face.
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