Some experiences stick with you more than others and I can definitely be the case with sexual encounters. This is one that happened to me several years ago but it's still vivid in my memory.
Sara and I went to college together and became good friends. It never went further than that for quite some time, as one or the other of us usually had a significant other.
However, there was always a certain attraction between us, and one night it boiled over.
Sara was attractive, with long, dark hair and full, sultry lips. She wasn't skinny, but if she had a couple of extra pounds, she wore it well. Oh, and Sara had tits that would make anyone do a double take. She clearly took pride in her breasts, as she often wore shirts that showed them off and she even had a tattoo just above her right breast, drawing even more attention to her chest.
One Halloween night, we went out to a bar. She was dressed as a schoolgirl, with a red tartan skirt, knee-high black stockings, and a tight white button-up blouse that seemed to be busting at the seams, and her long hair in pigtails.
The sexy outfit caught plenty of looks from other guys at the bar and a couple of times, Sara caught me staring a bit too long at the V-neck opening of her shirt. Luckily, she didn't seem to mind and seemed to even give an approving smirk.
We had a couple of drinks, chatting and flirting, and then caught an Uber back to my house, which wasn't unusual after a night out, as she had spent the night on my couch several times before.
When we came inside, Sara asked if I could make her a drink, so I made glasses of rum and Coke for us both.
She had picked out a movie on Netflix for us to watch on my living room couch. We sat next to each other and she grabbed a blanket to cover us.
About a half an hour into the movie, the main characters started to kiss and I thought this might be a good time to test the waters.
I stretched my arm out and rested it on the top of the couch behind Sara's head. She tilted her head to the side to rest it on my arm and she cuddled in closer.
I turned toward her and softly brushed my other hand against her cheek. She leaned in and pressed her lips against mine.
At that point the dam broke. Months of pent-up sexual attraction released.
We kissed passionately as we held each other close, letting go only to let our hands explore each other sensually.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time," Sara whispered in my ear before gently sucking on my ear lobe.
I unbuttoned her top, revealing in the dim light a lacy black bra straining to hold back Sara's sumptuous chest.
I pulled my shirt off as well and Sara and I laid down side-by-side. I kissed her neck, slowly working my way down to her chest. I slipped one hand under her bra and lifted one of her breasts to my mouth, licking around her nipple and gently sucking it in. As I reached around to undo the clasp of her bra strap, she shifted her body to put herself on top of me, and readjusted her bra.
She leaned down to kiss my neck, and then kissed lower and lower until she reached my waist. She undid my belt and unzipped my pants.
She put her hands on my cock and lifted it slightly as she leaned in.
"Ooh. You're so hard," Sara said.
"I've been thinking about this for a long time," I replied.
She wrapped her hand around my shaft and started to move it up and down. Her other hand softly cradled my balls.
After a minute, she lowered her head and held up my cock and licked the underside of my shaft before she slowly wrapped her lips around the head.
She slowly jerked me off as she bobbed her head up and down.
I groaned and the sounds of my pleasure seemed to spur her to go faster and deeper.
"How about you take these off?" she said after a couple of minutes, with a slight tug on my pants. I stood up to comply and I took off my socks and then my pants and boxer briefs. Sara got off of the couch and kneeled on the floor in front of me.