Meet my old friend
After days of scrolling through hookup apps and fantasizing, i found my old friend school profile, i instantly swipe right and we connected. I waa so excited about this i always had a crush on him. He was the moat popular, good looking, charming guy in the school. We talk a for a week the whole time i waa acting like dumb idiot, I told him everything about me and how I’ve had a crush on him in school. We decide to meet dor a date. I spent the night before shaving and barely sleeping from how happy and nervous I was. By morning, I was aching with anticipation, baggy clothes so nobody in the Uber would know that i waa the most cuntest outfit.
Skipping the date part. When we arrived at the his apartment, we were smiling like we already knew what going to happen.The second he spoke about any word i kissed him, we both blushed so hard.
“Holy shit… Tanvi, he said
We stared at each other for a second before both laughing in disbelief. Parth had been one of my closest friends growing up. We’d known each other since school, drifted apart after our twenties, and somehow ended up reconnecting through a hookup app.
It should have made things awkward. Instead, it made the tension even hotter.
“You always this cute?” he teased. I kissed him again. This time we continued
We started slow, kissing on the couch like years of curiosity had suddenly surfaced all at once. The more he touched me, the more confident I became. Eventually he guided me down between his legs, and when he pulled himself free I actually gasped.
He laughed. “Too much?”
It was huge dick thick enough that just wrapping my hand around it felt intimidating. But I wanted it. Badly.
I got on my knees and started sucking him slowly, listening to the way his breathing changed as I relaxed my throat around him. Before long he tangled his fingers in my hair and gently pushed deeper, making me gag around him while he groaned above me. It was filthy and overwhelming and somehow perfect at the same time.
After he came the first time, we ended up laughing and catching up on life like old friends again. But the chemistry hadn’t gone anywhere. If anything, knowing who he was made it feel even more intimate.
That’s when he admitted he wanted more.
I confessed I’d never actually been fucked in ass before, and instead of rushing me, he kissed me softly and told me we’d take it slow. He grabbed lube and a condom, laid back on the couch, and let me ease myself onto him inch by inch while he held my hips steady.
The stretch made me moan instantly. It felt strange at first, then unbelievably good. I started grinding against him, losing myself in the feeling while he encouraged me softly, hands roaming over my thighs and waist. Before long I was bouncing in his lap, breathless and desperate, while he played with me and kissed my neck.
By the time we both came together, my entire body was shaking. My legs barely worked afterward, so we collapsed against each other in a sweaty mess, laughing and kissing while I tried to catch my breath.
It was surreal we reconnecting with someone from my past only to discover he’d been hiding the exact same desires all along.
And apparently, neither of us plans on letting this be a one-time thing.