Best Friends Turned Into Best Fuck Buddies - Part I
Hi Guys!!! I came across ISS accidentally when browsing for something a week back. From then I have been reading stories here. Since I’m on my vacation this has become my all day time pass to come out of boredom. To introduce myself I’m Roshan (fake name for obvious reasons), 26 years old, and height 5’10 medium built working in a MNC at Bangalore. I’m here to share one of experiences which I went through during my engineering days. The girl whom I’m referring here is one my best friends who is 5’6, fair and has a physic of 34-26-34. We were childhood friends whom I met when I was in 8th. Initially our friendship started with a smile, then a hi-bye, then taking to each other, texting, chatting and now finally ended up in fucking. I have to say, this when we were young we never thought of all these. It was pure friendship. As the days passed and we started growing up and entered teenage unknowingly we got ourselves into this, yet having fun with it. It all started when we were in engineering. We both were in different colleges and different streams. This made us text all the time. We used to text day and night, 24×7 literally. We were closed to each other than any others which made us best buds. We used to share everything and every moment of our lives. When I said everything I meant everything – from food we had, clothes we wore, places we visited, persons we meet, college, family and not to miss – her periods, my growing facial hair, crush, etc. Days passed on and now our conversations were more related to adult jokes, size of our privates, lust and also we used talk lot about sex and masturbation. In fact we used to give ourselves some scenarios and used to narrate like a story to other. We never hesitated to talk to each other regarding any topic. Once we went on for a bike ride where she was sitting behind me hugging. That day she was wearing an anarkali type salwar which was tight near her chest revealing her curves. I could feel them pressing on my back. This set a spark in me. Never ever I felt a woman so close. Speed breakers and pot holes provided a extra bonus where I could feel her soft breasts pressing against me all the way. After reaching home I was thinking of it all the time and said everything to her, how I felt different today without hiding, as I used to share everything with her. I didn’t get a response from her. I thought she might me angry. I cursed myself for saying so. I tried calling her. She didn’t pick. I was nervous and scared. Left her a couple of texts and trying calling her, but I didn’t get any response. I was sad lying on bed still thinking of it and was about to sleep suddenly my cell phoned buzzed saying a new message. It was her saying she couldn’t reply as she was busy with guests at home and she took what I said causally and told me that feelings like this are common at this age and asked me not to worry. She was happy for me being frank with her. This bought a sought of relaxation to me. I was no more guilt and slept happily. This changed the way I used to see her now. I started observing her top bottom – her long hair, beautiful eyes, rosy lips, soft milky breast and rounded butt. I started peeking into her cleavage whenever she used to bend and never missed a chance. A couple to times I got caught but she used to give a naughty smile and warn me. That’s it! This gave me confidence to take a step further. One day she was with me as a pillion, we had been to a hill for roaming in the evening and returning home. On the way it started drizzling. We didn’t wanted to get stuck in rain so didn’t stop the bike. But the drizzle turned into heavy droplets of water and I wasn’t able to drive. Finally I stopped under a tree. It was late evening and an empty road and only we too were standing under a tree which had only a couple of branches with small leaves. It was the only shelter I was able to find at that time. Eventually intensity of rain became more and we started get drenched. She was wearing a salwar with a thin top. Due to rain her top was completely wet. It was sticking to her skin and one can notice her curves easily. I could easily make out her bra lines visible through that and her nipples had become hard and poking through that. I still remember she was wearing a black bra that day. We were standing facing each other and she was shivering due to cold. After reaching a threshold when she couldn’t bare the cold she came close and hugged me tightly keeping her hands in between. I was like mmmmmmm. The rain, cold and her wet body ignited me. I couldn’t see her like that. I bought my hand and kept on hers and started rubbing them so that it generates some warmth. She was feeling good and hugged me even more tightly wrapping her hand around me. Her milky breasts were pressing against my chest and my dick started getting hard. I’m not sure whether she noticed that. She lifted her head and started looking at me directly in the eyes. It was a killer look. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I bought my face closer to hers and pressed my wet lips on her. She didn’t move, neither did I? We stood still for a while and I started smooching her. To my good luck she didn’t resist but started kissing me back. I sucked her upper lips and lower lips alternately. She did the same to me. We hugged more tightly now felling each other and rolling our hand on each other’s back. It was our lip lock of the lifetime and there we two best friends stood kissing each other passionately and unknowingly in the rain. It lasted for 10 minutes and we stopped for a while looked into each other smiled and started kissing back. Her lips tasted like honey, so soft yet so warm. The more I kissed, the more I wanted to kiss her. I started rolling my fingers all over her back. Her thin wet top had stuck to her body and I could feel her bra straps inside.