I had known Mari for a while. I knew there was something there, some unmentioned electricity between the two of us. We just couldn't seem to get together. One of us always seemed to have a significant other.
I had gotten to know her and her family pretty well and they accepted me as a friend, but lord, how I dreamed of Mari. Beautiful black hair, deep brown eyes and that body, oh that body. She had been a large girl when she was growing up, but now, at 18, she stood 5' 8" and her measurements were a stunning 38-22-36. She showed absolutely no signs of having been a big girl as a youth except in the fact that she still seemed to lack the confidence of a beautiful woman.
One night, after my friends and I had decided to go out and take advantage of the nightlife in my fair city I got a call from Mari. She had just broken up with her latest guy and just wanted to talk to someone. At this point I was more concerned that she wanted to talk to someone, she had other breakups in the time that I knew her and she never felt the need to confide in me about any of them. I asked if she wanted me to come over and she said she'd meet me at a park and we could talk there. I had my friends drop me off and take my car for the evening.
At the park I saw Mari sitting in her car waiting for me in the parking lot. As I walked over, Mari stepped out of her car and started walking towards me and I was flattened. She was wearing this black mini dress that seemed to me was probably just barely legal. It accented her beautiful breasts just right. She had on make-up, her hair was done and she looked like a million dollars. She walked up and gave me a hug to catcalls and whistles from my idiot friends. I shooed them away and again gave my full attention to this dream standing before me.
We stood outside of the car and just chatted for few minutes. As uncovered as she was I could see the cold of the evening was starting to get to her, the signs were visible. Her nipples were steadily growing harder as we spoke and though she tried to keep herself warm by wrapping her arms around herself, she didn't do anything to keep those rock hard nipples from my view.
I was having a little trouble keeping my own ever growing hardness from view and so asked if it would be okay if we sat down in the car. She gave the nod and we sat together in the car.
It is here that things progressed to the wonderful place I had hoped to take Mari from the first moment I laid eyes on her.
We talked for a few minutes about relationships and all that and I confessed that I had wanted to be with her for as long as I've known her. She smiled, holding my hand and said that she had felt the same way. I leaned over and, lump in my throat, heart beating like a trip hammer, I kissed her for the first time. I was so lost in her kiss, in the softness of her lips and the warmth of her tongue that I failed to notice that she had pulled my hand to her and was slowly moving it up her leg to her thighs, then beyond.
It didn't take me long to realize what was happening. She had my hand pulled all the way up to her soft warm pussy, wet from the anticipation I guess, because wet it was, and warm. Her panties were drenched and I drenched them even more by running my middle finger up and down over her pussy lips, putting pressure on them and splitting them and over the panties slipping my fingers up inside just enough to get her moaning and make her cum. I pulled my fingers from her now dripping pussy and put my fingers into my mouth, licking that wet sticky juice from them.
I then kissed her, deeper and harder than I had before. She pulled away and smiled, asking if that was her she was tasting. I said that it was and she looked down at her now uncovered pussy and said that she thought she tasted funny. I started kissing her and fingering her again and this time when I removed my fingers from inside of her, it wasn't my mouth I put my fingers into, it was hers. She licked them and sucked on them and again claimed that she thought she tasted funny, I removed my fingers from her grasp, licked them completely clean, looked her straight in her eye and said "No, you taste delicious".
At this point she stopped me and told me nobody would be home at her house at this point, that everyone was out and would be for the rest of the evening. We composed ourselves and drove to her house, quietly contemplating what lie ahead and exchanging quick knowing glances.