Sarah and I have been best friends since we were six years old. We always said we should have been sisters; there were times we'd conspire about convincing our mothers to trade my younger brother James or her older brother Adam for one of us so that we could always be together. What Sarah didn't know was that my secret prayer was to be taken in by their family, because I had forever been desperately in love with Adam. I never imagined anything would come of it. After all, when I was six, he was eleven. He was bringing home all sorts of beauties when I was only nine. At secondary school, Sarah ended up just as popular with the boys as Adam had always been with the girls. I wasn't bothered with any of the boys at school (I mean, how could I be? They were little spotty minions compared to the gorgeous stud who owned my heart...), so I pretended that I just wasn't interested in anyone. I never told her about my late night longings for Adam, or the endless solo sessions I had fantasizing about what he would do to me if we ever got the chance.

Then one night after a very late school function, Sarah and I sojourned to hers for an even later night of horror films. In the middle of the film, Sarah said that she had to go up to her room and that she would be right back. Yeah right, I thought. She'd be passed out in Good thing I did, too. Not too long after Sarah left for bed, Adam sneaked in through the back door. He joined me on the couch, a normal occurrence. And then he moaned about being tired after such a long day, and suggested we lay down along the couch to watch the rest of the film. I could lay in front of him, as I was much shorter. "Gee, thanks," I said, as he pulled a blanket up, covering both of us.

Inside I was melting. Were we really going to lay down together? Here? Now? I told myself to stop making such a big deal about it, that it was all in my head. That's what I thought, anyway, until we were spooning and his arm was around me. I felt his hips and stomach press into my backside.

There was something more there... I felt his dick hardening as he accustomed himself to the curve of my body. At first, I tried to pretend that I was ignoring it, but soon it was rock hard and my heart was pounding through my chest. There was no way he didn't notice that.

Adam's hand moved down my side. My eyes were glued to the television, but I had no idea what I was watching anymore. It could have been a blank screen for all I cared. He rested it on my hip and I felt him breathing in my ear, pulling me into him as if in a moment our clothes and skin would dissolve and we would no longer be two separate things.

"Are you cold?" he asked.

"A little." I would have said anything to make sure he stayed where he was. He came closer. Inside his trousers, his cock was throbbing. When he moved, it slid into the crack of my arse, beating away in synch with my heart. His hand inched onto my belly. His fingertips rested on the button of my jeans.

"Melinda," he mouthed, "I know you're Sarah's best friend..." I tried to interrupt, to tell him the secret I had been holding onto, "Please don't interrupt. I just have to say this. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and I have wanted you for years. I hadn't planned on saying anything to you or anyone else, ever, but I can't keep it inside anymore. I want to hold you, I need to feel your skin."

And with that, his hand slipped into my jeans, and under my pink panties, and I shivered a sigh that came straight from my clit. "It's the same for me, Adam." "I've never been with anyone before," I said, embarrassed.

"I mean, I've imagined us doing this in so many different ways..."

He was kissing my neck, and the hand that had been buried in my cunt a moment ago was underneath my shirt, slick and wet from my pussy, circling my hardening nipples.

"Don't worry, safe I'll be gentle. You're safe with me." His mouth moved and all of a sudden his tongue was probing my ear. "Aaaahhh-I know... I know." I was panting, desperate to shed these clothes that kept us separated.

I turned to face him and ended up on my back. We looked at each other as if for the first time, both of us having finally been honest about our true desires. Our lips were magnets. He thrust his tongue into my mouth and sucked hard enough to draw blood. My hands shot around his neck. I needed him to be closer. He dexterously undid my top, exposing my pert breasts, and moved to suck them. I was creaming in my pants for the second time that night.

I pulled his shirt off over his head and felt his chest with my fingers. It was immaculately toned underneath a bed of lovely hair. "I want to... I want everything... right now. I've waited my whole life for this moment."

And with that, all the clothing went on able to see and feel the naked body I had been fantasizing about my entire life.

"You are sure you want to do this?" he asked.

"Never been more sure of anything in my life." We both smiled.

He handed me a condom. "You put it on me while I play around with you some more." He watched as my tiny fingers manouvered over and down his thick shaft. As I circled at the base of his cock, he sensuously slipped two fingers up into my pussy.

"I want to be here..." and he curled the tips of his fingers, gently stroking me from the inside. He licked my neck, my nipples, my chin, and my ears as he moved to straddle me from the top. His magic touch made me cum again, my cunt squeezed his fingers and my whole body shook. As he moved his hand back up my body, we kissed again, smearing more of my juices onto our skin. As he lowered himself onto my body, the weight of him was more consoling than Egyptian cotton, he bent my legs and I wrapped my feet around his back. He looked at me as if to ask hold of his cock and brought it to the center of my red, throbbing cunt.

I was done waiting. I wanted him to fuck me. I grabbed each of his arse cheeks with my hands and thrust my hips up to his body. He was so huge I screamed, half with pleasure, and half with pain. He was making sounds I had never heard before; the groans from his throat seemed to emanate from his cock. "You... you're everything I imagined. Your warmth... you're so tight, Melinda." Our bodies moving in synch, faster and faster between breaths we pumped ourselves full to the brim. "You're home to me," he whispered, and with that, just as he swelled to bursting, I came for the fourth time as he collapsed on top of me.