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I (23 M) had met Sarah (24 F) when we started at university. We met through mutual friends, and I developed an immediate crush on Sarah; she was half-black half-white with a dark complexion, tall, had thick thighs and somewhat defined muscles, long curly hair, and a beaming smile that could melt hearts. In an attempt to be friendly she was effortlessly flirty, we had great chemistry and joked together, but alas, Sarah had a boyfriend who she was head over heels in love with.

Over the next few years we became best friends and pretty quickly all sexual or romantic feelings for her faded away except for the occasional moment where here nipples poked through her sports bra or when her hips swayed to the rhythm while we were clubbing. Our parents also lived on opposite sides of the country so we would never see each other during the holidays, though we tried to stay in touch through messaging. It was November of our last year at university when she broke up with her boyfriend. At first, nothing changed between us; I had been friends with her for so long that the wondered of making a move didn’t even cross my mind, especially since she had broken up with her boyfriend so recently.

That all changed on a chilly night in December.

I had planned to go clubbing with a group of friends that night; I invited Sarah to help her take her mind off her break-up, but she declined. The night went great, and I had already had many shots by the time I hit the crowded dance floor with my friends. As I danced, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, and I checked it to see a video message from Sarah. Confused, I opened it to see Sarah’s unmistakable thighs and between them her beautiful pussy, her fingers rubbing her clit in a circle. I was mesmerised for a second, but quickly tucked my phone into my pocket with the blood rushing to my penis. I quickly moved outside to the smoking area, braving the bitter cold, and checked my phone to see a tirade of messaged from Sarah begging me not to open the video I had already seen. I called her and she was clearly drunk and panicking.

‘Don’t open that video please! I meant to send it to someone else I swear, that was not meant for you!’

Unsure of what to say and not wanting to make her any more embarrassed I replied:

‘Yeah, I won’t look I swear.’

‘Look just please don’t open it! Just forget this ever happened, please!’

‘Yeah of course!’ I added, lying. There was no way I could forget her gorgeous pussy lips and the way she had played with herself. I realised I had a raging boner and decided I needed to go home and jerk off; I couldn’t think about any other woman at that moment anyway. I rushed home through the cold and started to masturbate; I briefly considered messaging Sarah but stopped myself before cumming to the wondered of my cock deep inside of her.

The next day nothing happened and over the next week she made excuses not to see me which I was obviously disappointed by. Had her mistake cost us our friendship? Was she too embarrassed to speak to me?

Finally, the following Friday just before we went home for our Christmas holidays me, and my shared house hosted a house-party which I invited Sarah to. To my surprise, Sarah accepted the invite and arrived at the party in tight ripped jeans and a top that exposed her tummy. We said hello and hugged when she arrived, but she avoided me for the next few hours, only making occasional awkward eye contact. It wasn’t until we were both drunk that we bumped into each other waiting to use the bathroom and started to chat, the alcohol helping us to overcome the obvious awkward energy between us. We talked about the party, about our plans for the holidays, and I was just happy to see her smile again. There was a moment of silence when Sarah blurted out:

‘You saw the video I sent you didn’t you?’

I was stunned and couldn’t respond, which gave her the answer she was looking for. I wondered things would get awkward between us again and I tried to explain that I had closed it straight away and hadn’t really seen anything when she interrupted me.

‘Did you like it?’ The mischievous smile spread across her lips, and I gulped before nodding. Before I could ask anything else the bathroom door opened and she pushed past the person leaving, calling out to me:

‘Ladies first.’

She closed the door behind her, and I stood outside with my mind racing. What the fuck had just happened? Was I dreaming? My phone buzzed in my pocket and the message I received confirmed that I wasn’t dreaming. I opened Sarah’s message to see another video of Sarah looking into the bathroom mirror with her hand inside the front of her jeans and panties, clearly fingering herself. I kept watching it on repeat until I heard the bathroom door unlock and looked up to see Sarah sneak out, mischievous grin still on her lips. She walked up to me and before I could say anything she reached her hand out and put two fingers in my mouth while winking and whispered:

‘I didn’t wash my hands.’

I sat in total shock, unable to move or react or comprehend what had just happened.

‘Don’t you need to use the bathroom?’

She asked as she walked away downstairs into the heart of the party. I stepped into the bathroom and after struggling to piss with a boner I took a picture of myself holding my dick. As I went to send it I heard a crash coming from outside the door, tucked my dick away and rushed out to see Sarah’s friend knocked out and sprawled out at the bottom of the staircase she had just tripped and fallen down. The ambulance arrived and Sarah went to the hospital with her friend, sending me a message that we need to keep in touch over Christmas, mood understandably killed for the night.

The Christmas holiday that followed was a magical time. She explained to me that she had not wanted to get involved with anyone she knew so soon after breaking up with her boyfriend in case someone found out and she was judged too harshly by her friends, so she had avoided me completely to avoid the feelings of attraction she confessed she had developed after imagining me jerking off to her. We quickly admitted that we had been masturbating to each other in secret since that first accidental video she had meant to send to a stranger she had met through reddit. We started with flirting, then clothes pictures with compliments, then light dirty talk which quickly got dirtier. Then we progressed to naked pictures and strong dirty talking, talking in detail about what we’d do to each other once we were back at university. Eventually, we started masturbating together on live video while hiding from our families in our rooms. After what felt like an agonizingly long three weeks, we were both heading back to university. She arrived in the city first and messaged me while I was on the train to come to her place straight away when I arrived.

Guided by my dick, I didn’t even stop at my house to drop off my suitcase and rucksack. I knocked at the door of the house she shared with four other girls and one of her roommates opened the door for me. I asked:

‘Hey, is Sarah here?’

Before her roommate could answer, Sarah came running down the stairs in a tank top and jean shorts which exposed almost every inch of her amazing thighs. Her roommate rolled her eyes and said:

‘I’m putting headphones on, don’t be too loud.’

Embarrassed, me and Sarah hugged and followed her roommate upstairs before rushing inside of Sarah’s room. Before the door had even shut I had dropped my suitcase and rucksack and my hand was under her tank top on her exposed, perky breasts, massaging them and rolling her nipples between my fingers. Equally quickly her hand was down the front of my shorts, rubbing against my erection with enthusiasm.

We fell into her bed while pulling the clothes off each other, three weeks of sexual tension since our encounter outside of the bathroom culminating in us ravenously trying to get each other naked. Her breasts were more amazing in person, and I told her, she replied that my dick felt better in her hand than she had ever imagined. She started giving me a handjob while we made out, our tongues exploring mouths which had been off limits for so long. Before long I had to grab her wrist and asked her to stop jerking me off before I came prematurely. That devilish grin was back on her lips, and she started to re-position herself so that her pussy was in front of my face. Looking back at me, my dick still in her hand, she asked:

‘Does this pussy look better in person?’

I replied:

‘It looks so much better baby. Can I taste you?’

Sarah didn’t respond; instead she lowered her pussy down and sat on my face while I began to eat her out, alternating between sucking on her clit and pushing her lips aside with my tongue. While I ate her out, she absentmindedly played with my dick, edging me and bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. As my pussy-eating intensified, Sarah began to moan louder and louder, not giving a fuck if her roommate could hear her having the time of her life. After a few minutes, Sarah screamed and then went silent as her legs spasmed with her orgasm and her hands clawed at her chest. She collapsed forward onto me, and one of her tits rested on my cock.

I kept licking her slowly as she came down from the orgasm, but after only thirty seconds or so she lifted herself up and turned around to face me, her legs either side of my waist and her pussy resting on top of my dick. She leaned down and began to make out with me again, one hand caressing my face and the other reaching down to manoeuvre my dick inside of her. Once she had positioned the head of my dick at her entrance she lowered herself down the shaft with a long, loud moan. The feeling of being inside of this forbidden fruit was pure heaven and I told her that I couldn’t last long. She smiled as she began to sway her hips back and forth, her soaking wet pussy sliding along my shaft and said out loud:

‘It’s okay baby. You deserve to cum too, I’m on the pill, you can cum inside of me.’

It didn’t take much more than those words. As I came close I gripped her waist and started to thrust upwards into her, with Sarah yelping every time my dick plunged all the way inside of her. After a minute of frantic and deep thrusting I felt my orgasm create and tensed up as I shot rope after rope deep inside of the magnificent pussy I had been obsessed with for the past month.

I slumped back down and she fell on top of me, the heat of her body pressed against mine. My flaccid penis slid out of her and my cum dripped out of her and onto my groin. Before I could speak and tell her how amazing that had been she sat up and spoke while I reached up and massaged her amazing tits.

‘My other roommates are coming here in about an hour, so we need to go again soon! I’ll give you a minute to recover… if you need it?’

My boner began to grow with those words. This time we both grinned as we prepared for round two…

NSFW: yes

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