Ayushi was my best friend’s sister. During school, when she wore braids and braces, I never had any romantic feelings for her. I didn’t expect to feel so intensely attracted when I met her in my hometown after so many years.
She definitely had a massive glow-up. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, and her sleeveless tank top generously showed off her fair arms while tightly fitting around her large breasts. Her shorts exposed her nicely curved ass and thighs.
Her ass seemed tight — clearly the result of gym workouts. Her thighs weren’t fatty, but weren’t exactly muscular either. I imagined myself going down on her, my head wrapped between them.
At 5’2″, she had to stand on her toes to hug me. I held on to her, inhaling the mix of rose and lavender scent she was exuding. I had to move away before she could feel my erection through my track pants.
Over the next few months, we bonded again as friends and would go for walks when our schedules allowed. I think she eventually came to see me as a guy rather than her brother’s friend.
All the while, I would take my chances to have little collisions with her and take advantage of my height to look into her cleavage when her dresses allowed.
I would have her pose in side views as much as possible to get side view shots — those accentuated her breasts a lot. We would take selfies too, my hand on her lower back, while she pouted and did her magic.
On one such walk, she suddenly grabbed my hand, surprising me. Without wasting another moment, I gripped it further, entangling our fingers. Looking at us, it would be difficult to say we weren’t a couple.
When I was close to dropping her off, she said no one was home, so she wanted to take some dinner with her. I wasn’t sure how to react to being alone with her, as this was way too fast an escalation. I was wrong – she invited me in for pizza.
Between all the laughing and eating, I grabbed the moment when cheese was stuck on her lips to wipe it off, but slowly.
“Did you get it?” she asked.
“No. A little bit is left.”
“Do a thorough job, good sir,” she replied.
“Uh-huh,” I hummed and leaned in toward her.
Ayushi did the same. We kissed. Lightly at first. Just experimenting, our tongues slightly flicking at each other, our lips barely touching. Our breaths grew heavier and I couldn’t wait anymore.
I grabbed her hard by her arms, pulling her into me. She fell on top of me as we snuggled deep into the soft couch. I couldn’t get enough of her. I wrapped my legs around her, pulling her deep. We kept kissing for nearly five minutes before we had to come up gasping for air.
I couldn’t believe it. The beautiful girl whom I had eyes for but never had the guts to pursue was in my arms, her large, round eyes staring back at me. I reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
Ayushi smiled shyly, which just triggered my inner desire for her. But I’m an asshole. I knew this was my small window to enjoy her fully and ravage her. I couldn’t let this chance go. So, I decided to escalate. I removed my t-shirt.
I have a regular, slightly muscular body – one that Ayushi started running her fingers on. I too started to run my finger down her cleavage. She shied back in return. I had to encourage her – so I started kissing her down her neck, running my lips down to the middle of her breasts.
I inhaled deeply while my nose was buried between her beautiful, milky breasts. I started to alternate between kissing her on the lips and neck while subtly encouraging her to remove her top. There was only so much she could do before libido took over.
She stripped off her top, and her beautiful, perky, milky white breasts were finally exposed. Still captured within her black sports bra, I could finally lay my lips on those round globes.
“Wow. They are so beautiful,” I told her, as I had told so many others.
“Stop, Vicky. They’re okay.”
“I want to lick and suck on them. Can I?”
“All yours, baby.”
We resumed making out, but this time I was more focused on pleasuring her. We switched positions so I was on top of her now, my lips going all over her breasts. Licking, nipping small bites here and there, teasing her.
Ayushi moaned generously in response. Good thing the windows were shut. I pulled her sports bra down, finally exposing her pink nipples. My God, pale pink nipples on top of milk-white fleshy breasts.
I wish I had chocolate to pour over them before sucking and licking them off. It would have to do. I greedily pounced on them, biting and tugging at them, leaving small bite marks.
“Aahh… ohhhh… ohhhhh!!” Ayushi gripped my head in pleasure and pushed me in further.
Oh, I could spend hours on them. Hours I didn’t have. Having tasted her breasts, now I wanted to taste the pretty nectar down in her pussy. While still licking her tits, I started to unbutton her jeans. As usual, Ayushi resisted a bit.
“Open your jeans, baby. Let me taste you, Ayu.” I went up to kiss her, fondling her breasts until her resistance dropped.
Ayushi unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them away, exposing her milky thighs. Her pussy, still hidden by her black panties, was clearly wet. I immediately slid my middle and ring fingers into her.
“Aaahhhhhouuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Ayushi moaned loudly, her head rolling back on the couch armrest.
I started to slowly pump my fingers in her, grinning as I saw her eyes roll in her head. She looked so beautiful, almost naked, pleasured by my fingers, one hand in her mouth stifling her moans and the other in my hair, motivating me.
I kept fingering her for a few minutes until she arched her back, her orgasm triggering. She grabbed both her breasts in her hands and let out a loud moan. We lay like that, panting, my fingers still inside her, her breasts heaving.
I crawled back up, letting my wet fingers run over her lips. Ayushi sucked them into her mouth, tasting her own juices.
“That’s so fucking hot, Ayu. Suck your pussy juices.” She grabbed my fingers and started sucking on them — completely swallowing them, all the while we looked at each other.
I pulled my hand away and resumed kissing her. How was one so slutty but beautiful at the same time?
My cock by this time was at its peak — black rod, ready to pump into her pussy. I was torn between having it sucked by those slutty lips or getting down to ravaging her pink pussy. Knowing I didn’t have a lot of time, I chose the latter. I removed my track pants to free my cock.
“Wow. It’s soooo… black.”
“That’s it? Black?” I teased back.
“I mean, it’s so nice and strong, but I wasn’t expecting it to be so black. It looks like it’s from porn movies.”
“Nah, it’s not that big. But it does its job.”
“Ah, and how many ladies had the pleasure of its job?” Ayushi teased.
“Sshh… chaddi nikal,” I ordered her. (Remove your panties)
“What? You don’t want me to suck?” she asked.
“Kabhi aur. Abhi time nhi hai.” (Another time. No time now.)
“Be patient, baby.”
“Nahi, no patience. Teri choot faadni hai. And then gaand bhi maarni hai.” (I want to tear your pussy. And then I want to fuck your ass too.)
Ayushi’s expression changed after hearing that.
“What? No. Ass is off limits, Vicky.”
I grinned evilly, faking it.
“We will see.” I pulled off her black panties, exposing the pink pussy to my black cock.
The color contrast couldn’t be sexier. She was right — it was something out of Blacked porn movies. I rubbed my cock over her pussy. She was looking a little tense. I eased her worry by bending down and kissing her. I knew what I was about to do.
I pulled my hips hard and thrust deep and hard into her. She screamed into my mouth. I held her tightly for a moment as I kept thrusting, knowing she would get used to it.
A minute later, she calmed down, and her screams of pain changed to loud moans. I kept pumping hard into her. Her tight pussy muscles were pulling and squeezing my rod.
It felt nice to fuck a fresh pussy. I guessed it wasn’t possible for her to be a virgin, but a tiny part of me was hoping I could be the one to break the seal.
“Aah, uhhh… aaahhh… uhhh…” Ayushi kept moaning, now senseless to the world around her. I kept pace with her.
“Ungh… unghhh… unghh…” I focused on my pumps.
The room was filled with her moans and my grunts. The couch was becoming a difficult position to fuck properly in. I paused my thrusts and wordlessly pulled her to the coffee table. I put her on the table, pulled her legs onto my shoulders, and positioned my cock between them.
“Table ko pakad ke rakh tightly.” (Grip the table tightly.)
I resumed pumping into her, this time harder but slower — each thrust pushing deep into her pussy. This time Ayushi grunted along with me, and with each thrust, we became more in sync.
After almost 15 minutes of this constant fucking, Ayushi motioned that she was getting hurt on the table. I knew I was about to come, so I pulled her to her knees and had her open her mouth.
Without giving her time, I started fucking her mouth hard. I wish I could enjoy the warmth of her mouth, but I was about to cum. I wanted to cum in her mouth or on her tits. At the last moment, she pushed me away, and I came on her instead of in her mouth.
“What the fuck? You were about to cum in my mouth? I’m not a slut.”
“Sorry, baby. I know. Just instinct.” I calmed her down by hugging and kissing her for the next few minutes.
“My parents might come soon. You gotta go.”
We kissed goodbye and left. And yes, I did get to pound her ass as well, but that’s a story for another day.