Me and Sabia had been friends for a long time. First meeting in primary school, we soon grew close – closer than any other friend I had before her. Due to our opposite-gender relationship, we were frequently teased, but we were never seemed phased. It was a completely platonic relationship, as had been agreed a long time ago.
That was, until I turned twelve.
That was the age we both started to discover what exactly made male and female different. Our bodies developed and grew, me with my pubic hair and Sabia – well, her breasts grew larger by the day, and a year later I heard that she had begun masturbating. As time passed, I found that I was thinking of her more and more, and fantasizing about her in various scenarios.
Even then however, I made no moves. She had shown no interest in me sexually, and although we still spent time together she had spent more and more time with her new boyfriend. For five, torturous years, I was helpless to do anything but watch as the girl of my dreams drifted further and further away, and with her, my chance at happiness.
Then, it happened. Right before graduation, Sabia found out that her boyfriend has cheated on her, and subsequently broke up with him. I was equally enraged at the new, and yet at the same time somewhat relieved that my chance had returned.
Pushing down my urge to beat him up, I instead decided to check on Sabia. I waited until school was over, then quickly ran to catch up with her as she left the school compound.
“Hey, Sabia!” I called out, speeding up a little as I ran to her. She turned around upon hearing me, and I stopped suddenly when I saw her red, raw eyes – she had been crying.
“You okay?” I asked, hesitating for a moment before gently placing a hand on her shoulder. “I heard about what happened…if you need to talk about anything, you can say it to me.”
Sabia smiled faintly, then looked down and responded in a quiet voice. “Actually…there’s something I would like you to do for me.”
This time, I didn’t hesitate. “Sure, I’ll do anything for you.” The words came so naturally that they didn’t register until I heard them, and despite how corny it sounded I felt like it was the right thing to say.
Sabia blushed a little, and I noticed that she was fidgeting with her hands. “Um, thanks. Can we speak somewhere else?” Without waiting for a response, she grabbed my hand suddenly and started walking briskly. In the process she brushed my crotch slightly, and I stood stunned for a moment before following, noticing for a brief moment that my crotch had hardened slightly.
We walked until we reached a grey, nondescript housing block. Taking out a key, she unlocked the door and walked inside. I looked inside for a moment, then walked inside and waited as she closed the door.
Sabia closed her eyes, taking a deep breath before talking. “John, what I’m about to ask of you…you cannot tell anyone else, ever, unless _I_ tell you to. Okay?” I nodded quickly, my heart racing in anticipation. I tried desperately to slow it down, but my efforts were futile when Sabia said the next sentence.
“I want you to have sex with me.”
I gasped softly, and Sabia laughed at my expression. “I know, right? It’s wild. But I want to get revenge on _him_, and this is the best way to do it.” She took a step forward, then suddenly placed a hand on my crotch. “And, besides, I know you want it. There’s no point hiding it – I’ve seen you staring at me.”
Finally, I relented. Following her instructions, I set up a camera facing the bed, and was told to tie Sabia to it. When she took off her clothes, I resisted the urge to gawp at her – she was gorgeous. Large full breasts, a muscular, flat stomach, and an amazing tan turned me on instantly. Shaking her hips from side to side, she smiled at me and lay on the bed, spreading her legs wide open to expose her drilling wet pussy. As I took out the rope and tied her down, my dick hardened even more, and by the time I was done it was throbbing and practically bursting out of my pants.
“Now, your turn.” Sabia nodded at me, and I pulled down my pants, my dick springing out of it. Then, I turned on the camera and began.
We started with something small – a little teasing, she had suggested, and so i bent down and rubbed my fingers over her clit. She moaned softly, closing her eyes, and I started to do it a little faster. The faster I rubbed, the louder I moaned, and we went like that for a few seconds before I then began to lick her pussy. As I sucked on her clit, she grew wetter and wetter, and I lapped up the juices greedily. She gasped at the sensation of my hot mouth on her pussy, but I knew she was enjoying it. At the back of my mind, a tiny voice told me _this isn’t for you, it’s for revenge_, but I ignored it and continued. Even if this was a one time thing, why shouldn’t I enjoy it?
Then, I drew back. Sabia moaned one last time, then drew in a shaky breath, smiling at me. “That was great.” She said, and I turned off the camera and untied her.
“I’ll see you again, next time.”
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