I glanced away, then back. With a soft smile, I said everything I could. For another quick second we stared, and scooted a little closer to me in the ...ed. From him, that was more communication that we ever got with words, so I jumped. I leaned in close and put my lips against his. I moved my left hand to his side, and then to the small of his back. As we kissed, it progressed to making out, and my hand moved up his back under his shirt. His right hand was against my left knee, hesitating to. Spreading my legs slightly, so that I can reach into my panties, I can now manoeuver my hand into them. Yes, there is moisture there and a lot it, too. I force my hand in deeper, wanting to feel more, wanting to feel my fingers inside my cunt. Reaching...And then, from out of no where, a pair of hands rest on my hips. Hands that are greedily, clumsily working to pull my shorts down over my hips. I look back, startled and see you there. But how can that be? "Who are you?" You don't say a word,. Let's not go getting all cockyabout it." "Cocky!" John quipped. "Now, that is an interestingchoice of words. So, tell me, kiddo, now that you're on thereceiving end of things, do I detect a little bit of penisenvy emanating from somewhere over there on your side ofthe bed?" "Yeah! You wish! However," Mike continuedthoughtfully, "after this night is all said and done, andI'm back being a guy again, I have the sneaky suspicionthat I'm going to be saddled with a heavy handed dose ofvagina. Her name is Kriti (name changed), she is probably 5’3 and is chubby, her skin is really vibrant, she is too white in color. I love chubby girls, they look amazing. Kriti has amazing boobs, and an ass to die for. I don’t know about figures and all so, sorry about that guys.Coming to the story, it was the vacations after our 12th boards, we were all preparing for entrance exams but weren’t interested at all. We used to keep texting all day and kept talking about random stuff. One day I finally.