Best Friends Through Thin & Thick

(Part 1 from 1)

My friend and I met during our 9th grade orientation. I entered a gym room full of high school students laughing and goofing around. I had never been the type who could make friends easily. As a matter of fact, I recognized most of the faces from middle school. They just never took the time to talk to me unless they needed help with their class work. The fact that I was 5’1” and 100 pounds with a baby face it gave me the appearance of being younger and naïve. People always say I look like a “cute little black china doll”. Even with all the compliments I received from adults, I still had self esteem issues. The fact is, in my school, ugly faces and big butts received way more attention than “cute” girls with petite frames. That’s why I noticed Sharon “my friend”. Among a sea of black faces I saw this skinny white girl with the largest pair of “PKG’s” on. If you’re not familiar with “PKG’s”; they are the prescription glasses the poor kids got from school. She sat on the bleachers looking timid and out of place. If you were not familiar with the “Lame Laws” of my school you would believe she didn’t blend in because she was white. The fact of the matter is that the three or four white students that attended our school were moderately popular. Like Me, Sharon gave the illusion of being sort of nerdy. From the moment I sat next to her on the bleachers we instantly became friends.

As we entered our sophomore year we started to blossom. I was still petite but my legs started to thicken. I always got compliments on my thick chocolate thighs and my nipples that overwhelmed my 36A perky Breast. Whenever I wore a white T-shirt you couldn’t help but notice my ebony silver dollar areolas and thick protruding nipples. My ass was tight and plump, unfortunately; unlike a majority of black girls it didn’t start at the top of my back. A lot of guys referred to it as a perfect “tear dropped” ass. Sharon’s development was sort of opposite from mine. Within a year her breast went from a 32B to a 38DD. She wasn’t the skinny little girl anymore she flourished into the thickest white girl I had ever seen. Although she lacked a little bit in the ass department she more than made up for it in her hips and breast. She had an “hour glass figure” with the cutest little pooch stomach. Sharon always tells me that I should be blessed to have my flat stomach and she would have to do a hundred crunches a day to achieve my abs, but in my opinion, Sharon’s little pooch is the sexiest thing about her. It looks as if she purposely worked certain areas of her abs to achieve that “hula girl” look. The attention that we were receiving from guys were unexpected and exciting, but I guess we both were made to feel like outcasts in our life for so long that the enjoyment and appreciation we were supposed to feel by gaining the admiration and acceptance from our classmates were unwanted and undesired. We felt that if we weren’t good enough for them then, they weren’t worth our time now.

Sharon and I found ways to spend our Saturday nights while other teens were going to dances, football games, and other school activities. We’d have sleepovers and get a head start on the chapter assignments that we knew the teachers would have us do (hey, remember we’re nerds). Then we’d look through beauty & fashion magazines for new ways to improve ourselves so that we could tease the boys in school and make the girls green with envy. 


One Saturday night Sharon came across this article that claimed an unshaved pussy was considered barbaric and uncleanly. After we came to the conclusion that we both thought about it and wanted to try it, we headed for the drug store in search for the best solution. An hour later we were in my bathroom, in only a towel to provide some sort of privacy, applying hair remover to our pussies. When it was time to remove the lotion we had a hard time wiping it off with just a wet rag (As the instruction stated). Panicked and Scarred of what the substance might do to our delicate little flowers, we stripped out of our towel and into the shower. As close as Sharon and I were, we had never seen each other completely naked before, therefore; made the situation a little awkward. Once we removed all the solution, we ran to my closet mirror to admire our hairless cunts.

We were so excited about doing something we thought was so outrageous that the fact that we were completely naked seemed to escape us. Although we were different body types we found that we both had “portly pussies”. While uninhibitedly rubbing on her fat pink pussy Sharon openly said “Oh my god, it’s like being hairless enhances the feeling”. As I watched my voluptuous friend captivated by the sensations she was receiving from her own fingers, I found myself in an unforeseen trance yearning to touch and taste her. The second I got the ability to look away she told me if I let her touch mine she’d return the favor. Although I was Shocked, without hesitation I anxiously accepted the offer.

I quietly ran over and locked my bedroom door and sat in my favorite bean bag chair. It was my favorite spot to masturbate. She kneeled down and started rubbing me in a form that would remind you of a shiatsu massage. As I watched her pleasuring me all I wanted to do was play with those huge pretty white titties while I suck on her cherry nipples. The thought of it just made my nipples freeze and I could feel my juices on my thigh drip onto the leather of the bean bag chair making my ass feel warm and sweaty. Her eyes glued to my hairless kitty she mumbled “Look at your pussy Kita; you’re sooooo wet. Your juice shining off your black pussy makes it looks so delectably delicious”. I don’t know if she realized it, but the way she was talking to me she had me in a pleasurable utopia. No longer looking at her as my friend but this fine specimen put here to be fucked and sucked I grabbed her strawberry blond hair and pulled her mouth to my clit. As she lapped my pussy with her hot tongue I placed my hands under her and finally got a feel at those tits. Before I could cum all over her face she got up and wiped her mouth and with a sinful grin she told me it was her turn.

Her pussy reminded me of a skinned peach. It was so succulent and sweet. The sticky sweet substance that lingered on my tongue like hot cheese on a pizza was familiar because I loved to lick my fingers after my masturbation sessions. She’s not much of a talker, but I knew she enjoyed it because she pulled my face so close to her pink puffy muff that I couldn’t breathe. I enjoyed giving her oral pleasure, but I realized I wouldn’t be able to cum like that. So I broke away from her tight hold and straddled her on the bean bag. Giggling like a school girl she curiously she asked “What are you doing?” I explained to her that I’ve had this secret fantasy of pussy fucking another female. The first contact of my scorching soaked swollen black bulge of meat against her hot wet pink plump pussy drove her wild. She started grabbing my ass pulling me so close to her that my aroused clit felt as if it had penetrated her pussy. When I realized her eyes were focused on my big hard nipples I asked “Do you want to suck them” as I alternated pinching and licking them. Quickly she latched on like a hungry baby to a milk engorged breast. Barely coming up for air she ranted “I wanted to suck these nipples ever since I met you; they’re so big and pretty.” Tapping into her sexual fantasies she spit on my nipples and started rubbing them against hers. She had me so turned out with that technique I start riding her like I was fucking a big juicy cock. All you could hear was the smacking of our cum filled pussy lips. As she jerked about, she yelled repeatedly “Fuck me with that big black juicy pussy…OHHHH Fuck Me…. Fuck me with that wet shiny black pussy” Color had never been a issue in our friendship, but that really turned me on. It made me feel like I had a big black dick corrupting this innocent little white girl. Loosing the battle of stalling my orgasm “I’m about to cum” was all I could muster as I caught a glimpse of those magnificent tits bouncing up and down as she jerked her body. Exhausted and still entwined we simultaneously asked “what did we just do?” accompanied by laughter.

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