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“We’re almost there,” she said, looking across at the passenger seat where he sat almost as excited as she was. When she had picked him up at the airport 20 minutes before, she could barely stand still and was practically hopping from one leg to the other in a manner unbefitting an almost 26 year old. It had been over a year since she had last seen her best friend, since the move that placed them on different continents, 3000 miles from each other. Though the phone calls were numerous and lengthy, it was amazing to see him again.
As Amir had emerged from arrivals with a huge grin on his face, an enormous backpack (which she hoped was filled with gifts for her) and his arms outstretched for an all encompassing hug, she could not help but notice that he had filled out nicely in all the right places. Gone were the final traces of tummy fat that she remembered. Before her had stood a well muscled, dark haired, dark eyed hunk! His chest, arms and back never before noticeable now showed clear signs of long hours at the gym. As they embraced, she wrapped her arms tightly around him; her head nestled under his chin and was shocked to discover rock hard abs pressed up against her stomach. She had tried desperately to hide the gasp that tried to escape her lips though it was impossible to ignore the sudden throb of longing below her waist and the equally sudden hardening of her nipples.
“My goodness,” she thought. ” My buddy went and got all hot on me.”
As she had struggled to regain her composure, he had released her gently and planted a huge kiss on her cheek.
“That’s new too,” she mused.
Casual kissing had never entered into their friendship. Nor, come to think of it had hugging. Amir’s strict Indian upbringing frowned on intimate contact of any kind outside of marriage. So while the pair was as close as two friends could be they had never so much as held hands during a crisis or hugged goodbye. Some people may have found this strange but it worked for them.
“So are you happy to see me?” Amir asked awakening her from her reverie.
She skillfully negotiated a sharp bend in the road before answering.
“Of course hon, and you look wonderful, did I tell you?”
“Only a zillion times on the walk to the car,” he laughed. “You look pretty wonderful yourself, you know that?”
He cast an appreciative, appraising eye over to her again taking in her new layered haircut and impeccably tailored pants suit. Zara was never what anyone would call slim but with her high, firm 36C breasts, tapered waist and curvy hips and butt all atop one of the finest pairs of legs known to man, she was more than capable of turning male heads wherever she went. The carefully chosen outfit clearly highlighted her best features with a tight, low cut, cleavage bearing V-necked top and low riding pants fitted snugly across her ample hips yet accentuating her small waist.
As she drove, Zara could feel Amir’s gaze on her every move and she felt herself flush hotly as she realized she was more turned on her best friend than she had been by any boyfriend in her life. The hair on her arms literally stood on end as she began to imagine not only his eyes crawling over her but his hands also touching her, feeling her, discovering her inch by inch. It hit her like a ton of bricks that she longed suddenly to do the same to him. As she shifted her right leg from the accelerator to brake at a red light, Zara was aware that her clitoris was rock hard, almost painfully but arousingly rubbing on the crotch of her barely there panties, creating a wetness of her pussy that rivaled Niagara Falls.
Taking advantage of the fact that the car had stopped Amir reached over and placed his hand on her thigh making her jump. He inched his long, strong fingers over and positioned them mere millimeters from her crotch feeling the warmth emanating from it. Her breathing quickened, as she licked her lips .She wanted him ,bad, here and now.
“I know,” he said, reading her mind. “I feel it too. Why did you have to be so hot and sexy?’
“You think I’m sexy?”
“I can’t take my eyes off you…you …move me,” he finished, grinning sheepishly and glancing toward his lap where a raging erection had taken up residence. The buttons on the fly of his jeans were straining as what appeared to be a monster cock struggled to escape.
“Oh my God,” Zara said. “Is all that for me?”
She lightly ran the index finger of her left hand along the bulge. They locked eyes; a smoldering stare was exchanged, naked lust palpable and undeniable. Amir shuddered and a low moan escaped his lips. He grabbed her hand with his and pushed it harder into his crotch roughly moving it up and down with an intensity that shocked her. She had never seen her friend in this light, never before acknowledged him as a sexual being far less as a being that she wanted, no needed to fuck.
The loud and persistent honking of car horns behind them literally was the only thing that prevented Zara from whipping Bostancı Escort out his dick and sucking him off right on the spot.
“Okay then,” she giggled; “I still need to drive us home.”
“Oh, I will.”
Zara had never driven so fast in her entire life. After a frenetic drive home that would have raised the eyebrows of any traffic police in the area, she finally indicated and pulled into the long driveway leading up to her brand new bungalow.
Normally, when she brought guests to her pride and joy for the first time, she would slow down and point out the beautiful landscaping and the way the house looked from a certain angle against the backdrop of the setting sun. But not today. With wild abandon, she sped up to the house, past the fountain and came to a gravel scattering halt outside the main doors.
Barely bothering to turn the ignition off, Zara hopped out of the car and made a beeline to the door, grabbing her keys from her purse as she did so. Abandoning his luggage, Amir followed moving just a little slower as he tried to negotiate walking around the obvious proof of his desire for her. Just as she fit the key into the lock, he stepped up behind her, pressing his rigid manhood into her soft derriere as he rested his hand lightly on her hip.
“I don’t know what it is,” he whispered close to her ear, “but I’ve never wanted anyone more than I want you right now.”
She turned in to him just as the door swung open and their lips met as one for the first time. She brought her hands up and locked her fingers behind his neck while his hands stayed on her full hips. The kiss was slow as his dry, cool lips just brushed her soft, pouty ones. Zara gently sucked and nibbled on his lower and upper lips alternately, relishing the sweetness and almost innocence of the lip lock. As they kissed, Amir breathed in her familiar, signature scent of Chanel No 5. The mild powdery fragrance that he always associated with her had always driven him a little wild. Now, shifting slightly, he led them by the lips into the dark, cool interior of the house, kicking the door closed behind them. Only when they stood in the spacious living room did they break their embrace.
“Wow,” Zara said. “Where did you learn to kiss like that?”
Amir’s face was all pink.
“I’ve been practicing…was I any good? Wait…. be gentle,” he continued as she opened her mouth to speak.
“Good? You were excellent! Was that really your first kiss?”
“Yep, my very first…. I’ve been watching those porno tapes you left me to try and pick up a few pointers.”
“Well they worked;” she sighed, moving into him again. This time the kiss was more urgent as they tried to get as deep into each other as possible. Amir’s hands roamed freely over her back and wandered downwards until he held one ripe ass cheek in each hand. He squeezed gently eliciting a gasp from her as she meanwhile, experimentally probed his open mouth with her tongue. The kiss grew even deeper as both tongues encircled and intertwined each other in a sensual dance. Amir’s breathing increased and unconsciously, he moved his stiff package up into her crotch making slow grinding motions with his hips.
“He still needs my urgent attention, doesn’t he?” Zara said huskily, pulling out of what was arguably one of the best kisses she had ever had. She reached down and deftly unbuttoned his jeans, which dropped to his ankles immediately. They both looked downwards now at the enormous hard on barely contained by the thin knit of his boxer briefs.
“You’re sure about this right, Am? Are you sure you want your first time to be with me?” Zara raised her eyebrows questioningly.
“I’ve always wanted it to be with you, Zee. All those years of watching your hot body and listening to you describe your..ahem.. exploits with other guys. I spent hours in my room jacking off thinking about you and finally being able to….to ….fuck you,” he finished in a rush.
Zara needed no further confirmation and dropped to her knees, rapidly freely his cock with one hand through the fly of his boxers.
“Oh my Lord,” she rasped, “you’re going to damage me with that thing.”
His erection was impressive to say the least. A full 8 inches of perfection, standing straight out at a 90° angle to his body, bobbing slightly. Up that close she could see every raised vein on its otherwise smooth surface and the glistening pre cum at its tip. The latter she eagerly lapped up twirling her soft wet tongue around the head of his cock. She then took a deep breath and engulfed the entire head into her mouth. The enormous girth of his member stretched her lips as far as they would go but she was up to the task. She advanced her mouth along the shaft slowly whilst low moans were emitted from Amir due to the unfamiliar but pleasant sensations. Many a man had complimented Zara’s blowjob technique and she did not disappoint. Using her left hand she grabbed his ass to steady herself then moved Ümraniye Escort her mouth swiftly up and down his now slick member using her right hand to hold it stationary. Getting fully into it, her head bobbed wildly as she sucked him off hard, slurping loudly, enjoying the feel of hard dick in her mouth. Her hot, little tongue continued twirling around the head as he fucked her face. Releasing his ass, she used the fingers of her left hand to manipulate his balls while sucking him. A true pro, she easily took the full length of his shaft into her mouth, opening her throat until his balls banged on to her chin.
All the while Amir’s moans intensified, his breath grew ragged as he gave himself completely to the most intensely erotic experience of his life. Zara began a low humming in her throat causing a ripple of vibration to go all through his cock and causing his knees to buckle slightly. She looked up at him, never slowing the pace of her oral ministrations. Looking down into her eyes whilst she pleasured him was so sexy that Amir almost came on the spot. Sensing that, she released him from her mouth with one fluid motion and stood quickly.
“Come on,” she said. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
Amir stepped out of his jeans and boxers and left them on the floor while pulling his polo shirt over his head. His eyes were glazed with lust as he watched her start to unbutton her pants and kick off her killer stilettos. As she led the way to her room, she managed to get out of her pants and by the time they reached the bedroom door, she had slipped her top over her head. She now stood majestic and beautiful in just a black lace see-through bra and exquisite black thong. Her excited breathing caused an enticing rise and fall of her large breasts, each breath almost enough to free them from their delicate confines. She turned from him, walking towards the high king-sized bed that dominated the room, affording him a heart-stopping view of her ass, cheeks separated by the thin strip of black fabric.
She slowly climbed on to the bed exposing her most private of parts to his hungry gaze for the first time, then flipped over on to her butt. Knowing she had his undivided attention, she reclined on her elbows, spread her legs as wide as they would go, breasts still heaving and planted her feet flat on the bed. Then, never taking her eyes from his, she tugged on the front of her thong so the lace disappeared between her thick, puffy pussy lips. Her very enlarged clitoris, by this time the length of his thumbnail and just as hard was clearly visible through the flimsy material. Her mound and lips were shaved completely bare. Amir felt the now familiar tightening of his shaft as somehow; it grew even larger and harder, still moistened by Zara’s saliva.
As he watched, mesmerized, she licked one middle finger and holding her panties taut with the fingers of the other hand, started to massage her clit through her underwear. Just as suddenly she slipped the finger up to the hilt past her thong into her already sopping cunt and vigorously finger fucked herself, moaning loudly as she did so.
“Here, taste,” she said withdrawing the coated digit slowly and holding it out to him, still not breaking eye contact.
By now, Amir was not sure he could walk at all but managed to make it over to her where she lay and took the proffered finger into his mouth. He curled his tongue around it and then sucked gently, tasting the distinct, sweet tang of pussy juice for the first time.
“You like?” she asked
“It’s so sweet and warm…I want more,” he replied.
“Well you just have to go straight to the source then, don’t you?”
Amir climbed onto the bed and quickly got into position kneeling between Zara’s legs. She stretched her arms over her head and shimmied upwards on the duvet to give him more room. The tantalizing uplift of her breasts caused by this movement was too much for Amir and he reached forward and opened the front clasp of her bra releasing her ripe orbs. Her areolae stood out darker against her smooth, milk chocolate skin and her nipples, perfectly shaped, stood straight up like sentinels pointed towards the ceiling. Zara slipped her arms out of the straps and obligingly lifted her hips for Amir to remove her sodden thong.
As she spread her legs wide again, Amir descended toward her slit. Goose bumps broke out all over her body in longing anticipation and she shuddered with yearning. Like a pro, he used two fingers in V-formation to part her yielding, pink lips then ever so slowly, applied his tongue to her quivering clit, licking from back to front then back again over and over. Zara jumped as if scalded and arched her back as the delicious sensation washed over her. Hot and cold at the same time, she grabbed the back of his head, burying her fingers in his thick, black curls and drew him even closer to her wet cunt.
From the first lick, Zara could feel her nectar flowing and dripping down first on to her tight asshole, Anadolu Yakası Escort then on to the bed below and she knew that she would come soon and hard. She was now moaning uncontrollably at each flick of his talented tongue and was completely lost in the most intense oral stimulation she had ever received. Her breathing accelerated as Amir increased his tempo then almost stopped altogether as he enveloped her entire clitoris with his lips and sucked on it as zealously as he had sucked her finger earlier.
She let out a yelp and in one toe curling, mattress-grabbing moment came hard in wave after wave of excruciating pleasure. A flood of pussy juice poured out of her, momentarily surprising him, before he got to work with his tongue lapping up every last drop.. savouring the flavour of each as Zara continued to grind her cunt into his face.
Shaking from the force of her orgasm, Zara struggled to speak.
“Oh shit, Am, that was unreal,” she croaked.
Amir looked up at her from between her legs, the lower half of his handsome face completely drenched. Grinning widely, he said,
“And the best is yet to come.. literally!”
Groaning at his amateurish pun, Zara rolled over a little to her right allowing him to move up alongside her. Lying side by side, they turned to face each other, his erection banging slightly on her thighs.
“You make me feel so good…. I love you Zara,” said Amir blushing.
“I love you too, Amir,” she replied tenderly, stroking his cheek with one finger.
“And I always have.”
Once again, they moved in for a kiss. After the warm up earlier, Amir’s tongue found Zara’s first and swirled around it expertly. Breathing deeply, they both fell deeper into the connection between their lips. Zara could taste her own cum on his lips and tongue and it drove her wild. She reached down between them and taking his hand guided it to her breast. Slowly and sensuously, he cupped it while gently squeezing the nipple between two fingers. A sharp intake of breath from Zara broke the passionate lip lock and Amir took the opportunity to take her other nipple into his mouth. Delving his head into her bosom, he flicked the very end of his tongue onto the tip of her nipple then using a firmer pressure, made a complete circle of the areola. All the while his long, supple fingers rolled the other nipple back and forth with a skill belying his inexperience.
The combination of the two sensations brought Zara to the brink of orgasm again and in one effortless action, she rolled on to her back. Not wanting to break contact suckling at her breast, Amir moved as well, using one arm for support until he was positioned over her. Now in classic missionary position, his huge cock wavered tantalizingly close to her vulva, the tip already getting moistened by the combination of cum and saliva that coated her inner thighs and outer vagina. Lost in passion, Amir hardly noticed the proximity of his manhood to its ultimate goal. Zara, however, felt her orgasm building and was ready to be filled up by his member, which had tempted and teased her all evening.
Again reaching down between them, she easily plunged two fingers into her drenched cunt, then grasped his penis firmly and moving her fingers up and down along its extent, lubricated it. At her touch, Amir’s head flew up from its homage to her tits. His eyes opened wide hardly able to believe the time had come. His rate of breathing was amplified again as they locked eyes and he now placed both hands on the bed on either side of her head.
“Ready?” she asked huskily.
Amir nodded mutely, incapable of speech as raw desire rushed over him. Zara rubbed his penis into her clit stimulating the sensitive underside of it on her erect love button. Amir uttered a low, guttural moan as she increased the pace until she finally placed the engorged head at the entrance to her wet hole. Amir closed his eyes, relishing the moment that he finally would be one with the woman he loved and had loved since the moment they first met. Knowing that she loved him back caused a plethora of emotion to enter him as he slowly inched his penis into her.
Immediately, the head was almost sucked into her pussy by its natural tightness and by the flexing of her PC muscles. Amir gasped in ecstasy as he proceeded to advance into her until he was fully in and his balls bounced off her ass. Pulling back a little uncertainly, he relished the slick feeling along his entire length, then pushed back in. The blend of sensations was new ground for Amir but he soon found his rhythm and was fitfully moving in and out of her in no time.
Beneath him, Zara writhed and unconsciously uttered a porn star worthy moan each time he banged her cervix. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around him, crossing her ankles atop his ass ensuring him deep penetration. Never before had she experienced such fullness of her nether regions. His immense length and girth was able to arouse every nerve ending in her love canal at the same time. Amir was now pounding her hard fully into his stride, each stroke almost pulling completely out and then ramming it back in with wild abandon. Never missing a beat, he leaned down and they kissed, both now lost in the ardor of the moment.
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