Dmitri lay on the sofa in his living room stroking himself lazily while watching television. It was a late Saturday afternoon and the sun was beginning to set upon his one bedroom apartment. Nothing was particularly interesting on television so he settled for another rerun of some 90s sitcom he didn't care to know the name of.
As he slowly started to drift off, he found himself awakened to his phone vibrating in his hand. He looked at the caller ID and found it was his best friend Nastya. Nastya was the first girl Dmitri ever had a crush on. She was smart, funny, and sexy. He answered the phone with a soft "Hi Nastya"
"Hey Dima, how's it going?"
Dmitri looked at his current situation for a brief moment. He still had his hand down his pants and the sun had already set, leaving him watching a game show instead of the sitcom he originally put on.
"It's... Going. Hey, wanna come over?"
"Sure! I need your help with something anyway!"
"What a coincidence... I need your help with something too..." Dmitri stroked his cock, thinking of the black haired beauty milking his cock with her hand.
"Great! Be right over!"
When he heard the click, he sighed and started fantasizing about her more. The ruby red of her delectable lips, her succulent breasts, the way her hips move in perfect formation. She was a goddess in his eyes. Had been for years. Nastya and Dmitri had been friends for almost a decade and a half. He'd been lusting after her for years. They never had sex, only kissed, but Dmitri had the idea to ask her that day, if she'd like to ride his massive cock.
When he heard a knock on the door, he stood up and brushed his hands off on his basketball shorts. He opened the door and there she was, Nastya, the girl of his dreams. He invited her inside and offered her a drink. "Just water, thanks."
Dmitri poured her a glass of water and leaned against the kitchen counter.
"So what did you need my help with?" He asked, smirking gently.
