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My heart raced and I was petrified! She was almost as tall as me, 24 years old, a little chubby, just a little bit, enough to make her voluptuous, dark long hair, perky tits with a nice size 36b, and a huge round ass (I love asses, more than boobs! I used to call my friend and he used to call me, but since we had different companies, he used to borrow his sister's phone to call me and text me.

I'm near your house, what are you doing? Sometimes I used to go to his house after college, and we used to play videogames or just chill, afterwards he and his sister used to drive me home. We became friends without him knowing. The woman of my wet dreams was talking to me! I can ve there in a few minutes.

Not only she was calling me, she was near my house, and she wanted to come and help me with my homework. One day I received a text from her number, and as always I assumed it was him, so I replied as if I was talking with him, until a couple of texts later she told me, that I was talking to her, not to her brother.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. One night I was doing my homework around 9pm, when I received a call from her: -Hi! I have a great ego, but when it comes to cases like those I do not let it cloud my judgement. I don't remember to this date how could I finish 7 pages of work that fast, but I did. And when she arrived she was surprised when I told her I had finish.

So I replied: -That's so nice of you, I'd like some help. -What are you thinking about? I couldn't just tell her that she was perfect and that I wanted to rip her clothes of and taste every inch of her skin! -I'll be there in half an hour, let me drop my friend(female). -Great, I'll see you in a bit.

We sat on the couch where I was doing my homework and started talking, until there was an unconfortable silence. I looked her in the eye and I kissed her, her lips were so soft, like a feather that was tickling my soul. -I'm thinking about something but I can't tell you.

-What if we're both thinking the same? Then I lost control over my body. I caressed her abdomen while I stopped kissing her cherry lips and started kissing my way down her neck, her chest, and my hands had a mind of their own, and were gently touching her legs and breasts. Some reason came back to her and she yelled: -We can't do this!

-Nothing, just a little homework, I have to write several pages. -Oh, I see, that's too bad, would you like me to help you? I stopped for less than a second to look at her face. I have always been good at reading people, I was absolutely certain. That's was the signal. I touched her nipples with the tip of my fingers, trying to memorize every pore of her breasts.

There was no turning back, she, saying those words, she didn't want to stop, not even remotely. She was practically begging. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes were closed. I took her bra and blousse off and I admired her perfection for a second. Let me know if you liked it, so I can continue. I've never written and english is not my native language.

I kissed her breasts gently. You're my brother's best friend! I got my hand inside her blousse and started touching her breasts, even though I had dreamed for this moment so many times, I didn't do it harshly, it was the other way around.

It is something I do, I stop my self to enjoy the beauty of the moments.