I was getting bored sitting at home when the phone rang. It was a pleasant Surprise to hear Pooja's voice after such a long time. She was my childhood friend who had gone to the States after getting married to Anand. She had come to India for a few days. She had decided to surprise me by not telling me about it beforehand. We decided to meet in the afternoon.
Now, Pooja and I had shared a lot; right from secrets and money to even the bed. We had learnt about our tendencies in college when we had shared the same hostel room. We had a lot of fun together until she got married and went away. Her phone rekindled a lot of memories but I wondered whether we still had a chance. I wondered if she had changed after her marriage. I reached her house at 2pm. We met like old friends did and sat and chatted about the past. After some time, Pooja got up and walked down the hallway. She made me a gesture to follow her. I got up to go behind her. Pooja quickly disappeared down the hallway and into the darkness of her bedroom. As I peered into the bedroom, I could not see her anywhere. There was no noise or movement in the room, so I eased the door open and begin to walk inside. Just as I stepped into the room, I heard a faint giggle. Pooja had already undressed down to her panties and tee shirt. She took me by my hand and led me toward the bed.
Pooja was very attractive, she has short dark hair and a full figure with very nice large all natural breasts. I still had not said a word, as I sat down on the bed. She wasted not in pulling off my shirt and bra, revealing my bare breasts and now erect nipples. My breasts are not nearly as large as Pooja's, but they're nice, just about a hand full. She then began to run her fingers through my long dark hair and gently kiss my shoulder and neck. It felt so good to feel another woman next to me this way. My entire body began to shake with excitement. The build of my body is smaller than Pooja, but I am well developed in every sense and I am very young looking.
After hesitating, I could not longer restrain my desires. I began to reach out and caress Pooja's beautiful full breasts. They felt wonderful, I could not seem to touch them enough. Her nipples were now tall and erect as she gave a pleasurable and inviting moan. She took a step backward giving me room to remove her shirt and expose those mammoth breasts. They were even more attractive in the flesh and suddenly I wanted them on my mouth. I hurriedly began to kiss and suck each nipple as I held one breast in each hand. Her skin was soft and warm, we had waited a long time to experience this pleasure. Still we said nothing. Pooja continued to run her hands through my hair, her head now leaning backward with sexual joy.
I could think of nothing else but her body and the satisfaction it gave me. My tongue swirled around each nipple leaving a trace of wetness with each gentle lick. I pulled her closer by locking my legs around her thighs, her knee now lodged between my legs. An overwhelming ache now began to take over between my thighs. I could now feel my panties beginning to get quite moist. The smell that only an aroused woman can make, now began to linger in the air. Pooja glanced down to me with a naughty smile as I removed my right hand from her breast and placed it down into my pants. My fingers now begin to probe the moisture of my aching and starved pussy. I had never been so horny in my entire life. Pooja leaned into me with a passionate kiss, our tongues intertwining. Her hand now pressed against my crotch, pushing my fingers deeper into my pussy.
Wasting no time, Pooja quickly pushed me onto my back and removed my pants, revealing my moistened panties. I was even wetter than I thought. My panties actually clung to me as she slid them down. I could feel the dampness across my legs as the panties were removed. Pooja finished undressing as well, the rest of her body was gorgeous. She maintained a nicely trimmed dark bush, just as mine. I could see that she was very wet, her lips glistened from the dampness. Her hand now began to explore my tight pussy, the feeling was incredible. It was such a turn on to look her in the eye as she stroked my pussy. Occasionally, she would place a tender kiss on my stomach as I held my legs wide. She leaned to me and told me it was now time for the present that she had got for me. She gave me a wrapped present. On opening it I found a 12" dildo having the perfect appearance of a man's penis.
