Best Friend To Fuck Buddy
Hi readers. Recently, I broke up with my girlfriend, Preeti. We were in a relationship for 4 years. I was disturbed and preferred to be with my friends. Anita was my best friend since a long time. She helped me to come out of the depressing phase. She convinced me how ‘letting go’ was the best option for me. Gradually, things were becoming normal. I started to focus on my work and bitter memories had faded with time. Me and Anita used to hang out sometimes. I had no bad intentions towards Anita. By the way, let me describe her. She has a dusky color skin and a fit body. Her big boobs added to her beauty. I always get attracted towards girls with big melons. A few times while roaming in the bike, her boobs had crushed on my back. She always used to wear a sleeveless top. Slowly, I started finding her attractive. Sometimes she used to send me double meaning jokes. I started taunting her on that. But I knew she considered me as a good friend and I didn’t want to ruin that relationship. I thought a lot about how to make my advances. I just wanted to get physical with her. Once we met for breakfast. She came in a tight sleeveless top that time and her round boobs were struggling to come out. I was staring at them which she realized while checking the menu. She just looked at me, I felt embarrassed and guilty. That night she texted me, “I know guys become desperate after break up but you should realize I am your best friend. Please don’t ruin this relation. We will find someone for you.” I called her and apologized. She said it’s fine and laughed hearing my awkward voice. She asked me what kind of girl I want? Me: Someone with good physical assets and curvy!! Again, there was an awkward moment. She said, “stop hitting on me, you won’t get anything to eat. Not even breakfast”. We laughed. I said, “then you need to find a girl like you for me”. I again apologized and disconnected the call. We again met on the weekend. She came in a tight tank top (white colored) and jeans. Her cleavage was visible and her dark eyeliners made her look more glamorous. She was looking hot. We went to the Westend mall and everyone was staring at her. I couldn’t take my eyes off her boobs. She caught me staring at her boobs several times and looked at me angrily. I started walking a few feets away from her. She came closer and held my hand. Imagine a booby girl holding your hand and walking with you. I got hard on, my mind was jumping between emotions and lust. But she was walking normally. After a few minutes, I took back my hand and kept it on her right shoulder. She again gave me a look. I said, “I just want others to feel jealous and of course, best friends can walk like this!!” She: Hahaha. Of course. Nothing interesting happened after that. We had dinner and I went to drop her. I asked her whether we can click a selfie as she was looking stunning. She agreed and came closer to me. I kept my right hand on her shoulder and pulled her very close. Her boobs crushed against my body. I thought she might feel awkward but that didn’t happen. We said goodbye and left. After coming home, I masturbated three times imagining her boobs. I was restless, I wanted to fuck her at any cost. After a couple of days, I called her and asked her to come to my place. She asked me the reason. I was like, “I got a day off, have nothing to do the entire day and my roomies went to the office”. I suggested to her that we can watch movies on the laptop. She was reluctant to come at first but agreed later. It was around 11 am in the morning. She : So which movie are we going to watch? Me: ‘Wolf of wall street’. She laughed again and said jokingly, “your situation is like a lot of money kept on the table but with a glass placed above it. You are trying to open the door by all means but that’s not going to happen”. I laughed and said, “today I am gonna break the glass”. We started watching the movie. After an hour, she excused herself and went to the washroom. She turned the knob anticlockwise and turned on the shower by mistake! She got drenched in water and came out running. Her kurti got stuck to her round shaped boobs and white bra straps were completely visible. Her leggings were wet from sideways. I got stunned seeing her beauty like that. She was saying something but I was in another world. Suddenly she slapped me and said, “Mad, stop looking at me and give me a towel!” I said sorry and passed on my white towel. She came to my room and started drying herself. I followed her. She asked, “I will get sick if I wear wet clothes, I need something to wear” I started searching in my cupboard but didn’t find anything. Only thing I could offer was my white shirt. She got irritated. Anita: “What the fuck is this? You want me to wear this?” I apologized. She was angry and pushed me outside of the room. After a few minutes, she called me. I got shocked by the way she wore my shirt. She folded sleeves till her elbow. The upper two buttons were open, her boobs were partially visible, and her shapely waxed legs were adding to the sexiness. Anita: Don’t you even think about touching me. We are best friends. Our relationship is limited to friends only.” I said nothing and sat near to her. She gave me a look. Me: Don’t say best friends can’t sit closer. She pinched me. Anita: You look so cute when you get angry. Sorry, but don’t expect me to get physical. We will find someone more sexy for you. Me: I always keep that in my mind but you are physically attractive and you are sitting half naked a few feets away from me. There was silence for a minute. She opened one more button. Now half of her boobs were visible. There was no bra inside. Anita: I want to see how deep our friendship is. I won’t resist you but if anything happened between us then I don’t want to see your face again. That was an emotional moment.