Hello dear Literotica readers, its me Fardeen Khan with another great experience of mine. For new readers, let me give you my brief introduction, I m a 27 years old guy, 5feet 10 in height and have a good physique. I am from the city of lights, Karachi, Pakistan. I m a bachelor and currently working in MNC here in Karachi. Today, I m going to share a very unique but real sexual encounter with you all, well its unique and even unbelievable for me as I never ever think about such things are practically possible in the real life or so. Well I m not going into the details and you will get all these things shortly when you read the whole story so I m straight coming to the point.
This incident which I m going to share with you happened between my best friends sister and me on the night before Xmas. I had a good old buddy named Noman. We were best buddies when we used to study together in the same college some 8, 9 years back. Well I think I should tell you about his family in detail first. He had a quite small family, His Mom, Dad and his skinny little 10-year-old Kid sister Diya.
I used to go to Noman's place quite frequently, as his home was only few blocks away from mine and both of our families have quite good relationships. Diya also used to visit us very often and even once she saw me and my cousin Azra when we both were so busy in kissing each other on the roof of our home when suddenly she came there to check Azra's younger sister who was her friend. She was so much in shock but I managed to handle the situation and made her not to tell this to anyone but after that, Diya always used to look towards me quite strangely.
Anyway, Noman's family was a very modern, landlord Afghani family. His father was a very high ranked civil servant too and even at that time, they were very rich and his family was very much popular in Karachi's social circle. Noman and I were so close to each other and we share almost each and every thing together. Well then we sadly parted because as soon as we finished our College, he went to UK for higher Studies and we lost all contacts. I always recalled those golden days ever I used to see those college days photos but never found his clue again as after a year of his departure, his family moved to Islamabad and I myself moved to my separate place.
Then suddenly things changed last year when I went to a very famous IT exhibition hold in the very famous Expo center in Karachi. My few colleagues and I were busy watching different stalls when suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and I heard a male voice. "Is it you Fardi?" I moved back and I saw that a very smart looking guy was standing behind me with puzzled face. A smile crept on my face and I couldn't stop my self literally shouting with joy. "NOMIIIIII," He was none other then but Noman, my best old buddy, he didn't changed a lot in those 8 years. Just put on a little weight, as he a teenager now. He looked like a real Afghani Pathan. We both looked into each other's eyes in disbelief for the next few moments and then we hugged each other.
I immediately excused my colleagues and then I asked Noman about his program. He said that he was staying in a hotel and will return to Islamabad next day. We went to his hotel first, he checked out, and then I brought him to my apartment and after getting easy, we started talking about our lives, our families and almost every stuff. In between I asked him " oye Nomi, woh choti si roni shakal wali Diya ka kya haal hay? Woh theek hue ya abhi bhi waise he choti choti baton per roti hay" he smiled mysteriously and said, "Nahi yaara, She has grown up and changed a lot, I m sure you wont be able to recognize her when you will see her." I said O reallyyyy, and then we went busy in other talks.
He told me that he did MBA from UK and then he came back 2 years ago and now settled with his parents and working in a foreign bank and still a bachelor. We talked till late night and then we went to sleep, next day he flew away to Islamabad.
On 19th of December, I got his phone call from Islamabad; he said that he wanted to invite me to in his birthday. I said I will try but he insisted me and so I made my mind to go there, as I knew it would be a real fun as I still remembered their western style parties.
I took one-week leave from my office and went to Islamabad. It was 24th of December. I reached there at his place. His huge palace like house was so beautiful and elegantly decorated. His servant guided me to a separate room arranged for me upstairs. I took shower and then after getting ready around 9 PM, I went downstairs into the main hall. The atmosphere in the hall was really cool with around 50 plus mostly young people and moreover there were more girls than guys.
I met Noman and handed him the gifts I brought for him and then I met his Mom and Dad. They immediately recognized me and after having few formal words, I moved with him to meet his friends and colleagues. It was quite a modern elite class party as almost all the young females were in western style dresses and the Alcohol was also been served quite freely. Noman offered me a drink but as I don't drink so I apologized him. After some time, he excused me and went to receive his other colleagues and senior officers. I was standing alone right in front of the DJ.
Suddenly I felt a whispering female voice near me, " May I know who you are Mr...?" The accent was pure American and the voice was sweet like honey. I turned around and got stunned, because I just saw the fairy. No doubt, that girl was not less then a fairy. She was looking very sexy in her black Spighatti top partially exposing her black lacy bra and a micro black skirt! She was around 5 feet, off course not at all tall, but she had a figure like Venus with milky white and a bit pink complexion and beautifully dyed blonde hairs. Her big brown eyes were little hazel as She was also drunk a little bit. She looked quite familiar and within seconds a flash sparked in my mind. She was Diya. Noman's "little masoom Shakal wali sister". But I agreed to what Noman said last time. She had changed a lot and looked like a perfect example of Afghani beauty.
I told her, I m Fardeen, Do you remember me Diya? She giggled. Haan Fardeen bhai, aapko main kaise bhool sakti hoon, maine to aapko pehlay he pehchaan liya tha. Waise ik baat hai, aap ab pehlay se bhi zayada smart ho gaye hain... I was still in a real shock because I never seen such a beautiful girl before, Then I heard myself saying, "Tum bhi to bohat khoobsurat ho gaye ho Diya". I saw sparkles in her eyes and she said "Really Fardi bhai?" and giggled again but this time, I saw something different in her eyes. Well as the hour passed by. Everybody were drunk and all getting in mood to move their feet on the dance floor and Noman led every one to the dance floor. At this moment I found Diya having glances at me and staring continuously at me with shy, inviting eyes that made me feel something gonna happen. I was also in shock because she was my Best friend's little sister but her stunning beauty and her hot looks were making me hotter and hotter.
As soon as the DJ put a romantic tune, Diya came to me and shyly asked me to join her at the dance floor. I couldn't stop myself and in moments, we both were on the dance floor, in each other's arms, dancing in the dim romantic light.
We danced for 20 minutes and during this time I was not in my senses even without taking the drink. It was her body odor mixed with some very expensive perfume, which made me so hot, and I was even shivering slowly with lust and I felt like I had taken few bottles of Wine. I felt her hard boobs and her even harder butts. (She got 36-25-36 figures, which I came to know later.) I was totally in a helpless condition, my cock was full erect and it was touching her belly and even she felt it because she had a very mysterious smile on her face.
She suddenly brought her lips near my left ear and whispered. " Fardi bhai, lagta hai aapke saath time bohat acha guzre ga" and giggled. She then suddenly put her little hand on my crotch and griped my hard tool from outside and whispered again, Ufffff kitna bara hai yeh Fardi bhai. She again giggled and left me immediately with shy face. I don't know how I passed rest of my time there but when almost all the people left, I also excused Nomi and said that I m tired and need a good and tight nap and then I came back to my room, got changed into my shorts and dropped myself on the bed. I was totally lost in Diya's thoughts and my cock was fully erect. I knew that she is not at all innocent and she needed me but she was the sister of my best buddy and I didn't want to do anything silly with his little sister.
Then around 1 AM, I heard a little knock on the door. I thought it was Nomi and I stood up, first opened the light and then the door. But Man, I saw her on my door. Yes She was Diya, standing in front of me in her light pink nighty. She looked towards my loose shorts and suddenly grabbed my rock hard cock in her small hand and said. " Mujhe pata tha ke aap meray baray main he soch rahe hoon gai, issi liye to yeh bhi jaag raha hai" and giggled. I immediately took her hand away from my cock and said. " Its not fair Diya, tum meray best friend ki choti behan ho. main tumhare saath aisa waisa kuch nahi karna chahta". She suddenly pushed me and came in and shut the door immediately.