STORY: My Dirty Friend Cynthia Part 1 (18+)

A story written by Dan Chucks, (danchucks001@gmail.com)…

I was starring. I was caught by the display. Cynthia kept on trying to illustrate to the Junior student before her how she wanted her to clean up her dusty sandals. She kept leaning forward while doing so. But as she did this, I was continuously being explicitly presented with what had suddenly become a highly erotic view. Her panties as well as her blue mini combat shorts, have ridden down the cheeks of her big Buttocks and was now revealing the crack of her bum mid-way down. I was stupendously mesmerized by this. And as her body went back and forth with her many gesticulations, her Buttocks swung to and fro, prompting the young student’s eyes, as well as mine, to dance around with the rather fat mass of flesh. My Kittycat easily reacted to this and in just a moment, I sensed the moisture form inside of me. It took quite a while and a great deal before I could finally disengage myself from such gawking. It had been a thoroughly enticing experience but equally one that was accompanied with a great deal of absurdity, overall. I wasn’t into girls if I were to be frank. In fact, going by the definitions of the various S#xual orientations known to the world, I am simply straight. Back home, I have this dude I call my boyfriend. Tunde by name and we have had s*x once. He popped my cheery in the course and since then, I have longed to do it again with him. I had never had any feelings for any girl and cannot think of anytime I ever even gave being with any other girl a thought. I have even talked a couple of my colleagues who are always into it here in the dormitory, out of it. I was just heterosexual. A little girl who loved and worshiped big enormous male cocks! And a Sl*t of some kind whenever I found myself around hung guys. But now, something else appeared to be creeping in. I had first noticed this two evenings ago. Just after the relocation of some students fromtheir previous dormitory to new ones. Some new blocks had been recently commissioned by the Parent Teacher’s Association and most of us were instructed to move into them. That was how Cynthia came to join us. I already had a best friend called Udak. We had been friends since Class one and had even shared a single bed sometime in the past when the school struggled with bed spaces. Now we sleep separately but still on the same bunk. She stayed below while I used the bed above. However, I had not known she also had a similarly close friend who happened to be Cynthia. She was a classmate of hers (I was in a different classroom block but of similar grade) who only used a separate dormitory. Nonetheless, I had already heard a thing or two ‘ugly’ things about here even though I was yet to get close to her. However, just after the instruction to relocate, Cynthia began demanding that Udak secured a bed space for her within our own dormitory. That meant from the beds that were going to be left out empty when some people in our dormitory had moved out. Udak told me about it, and even though I never openly objected, I really was not comfortable with the move. The rumours I had heard made me really worried. It had circulated a lot within the school female dorms back then, that she was a lesbian or at least a Bi. I equally even heard on certain occasions that some of my distant friends openly spoke about their wish to get down with the ‘notorious’ girl and did really send out an invite to her. Even when some of them were not into girls in any way. Of course, this made me feel bad since I had always been one of the strongest preachers against same-s*x relationship within the dorms. Therefore, when Udak (who I could swear before any oracle was not into fellow girls) told me about Cynthia’s supposed move into our own dorm, it only left me quite livid. That was not only going to mean a sudden closeness to a lesbian girl of which I ultimately detest, but also a become a threat to the beautiful relationship I had developed with Udak. Unfortunately, she did move in and not just that, she equally secured a bed which was just adjacent to us. And her occupying the lower bed meant that she was always going to spend the night close to Udak since she slept below mine. Poor me!Two nights had gone now and it was already appearing like I had a big mountain before me. In fact, the Cynthia I had harbored so much dislike for, had swept me off my feet when she finally joined our dorm. She was just outlandishly stunning to say the least. We were all in our last grades and thus were seniors. And I am sure she was the same age as myself; sixteen. But she looked entirely much more matured than myself! She was a bit taller than me. Had a figure of a grown-up woman. Possessed these big poking tits you would not expect to find on the chest of a sixteen year old. And had a hip that played the violin when she walked. She was just too beautiful. I now understood why most girls in the dorm wanted to sleep with her. Apart from all those traits she had, she still had another extraordinary feature. Her big fat Buttocks! Up till this point in my life (I will be twenty-six by next birthday), I still cannot explain how she managed to have a backside that big and fleshy at sixteen. It was a direct contrast to her body size which was mainly slender. The Buttocks only made itself obvious to noticed anytime she dressed and walked out. She was just mesmerizing. I was equally beautiful; in fact I won the last mock hostel beauty pageant conducted in our dormitory by our Hostel porters. But I simply understood that Cynthia was more beautiful than myself and was going to subsequently take away the repeated pageant victory I had always enjoyed and gotten a lot of respect for. Udak, who is the less beautiful of the three of us was also a killer. In the sense that she had another commendable body. But she was not close to the two of use, facial-wise. I and Cynthia were the better.It was on that first night of Cynthia’s arrival that I began having the earlier indicated absurd feeling. She hadn’t struggled to blend and mix with myself and Udak. As well as the other girls whose beds were not too far from mine and Udak. I had quietly observed her body, taking due recognition of how beautiful and attractive her body was. Even though I seriously fought any form of timidity that was generating on my side. I had been the main girl before she arrived and I still wanted to remain so even though I was aware of how difficult that was going to be. She had first dropped her bags at the dorm box room and was making it to the female borehole with Udak, when I bumped into them at the door way.”Where have you been Udak? I have searched the entire school for you”, I was making frantic effort to make Cynthia as less relevant as I could. I was only coming in contact with her for the first time though”Me? I have been with Cynthia”, Udak was visibly excited. Little need to explain why. “Cynthia, this is Daniela; my other bestie”I collapsed literarily. Did she just call me ‘other’?”Hey Dannie”, was Cynthia’s response. She wasn’t looking antagonistic in any way”Hi”, I heard myself say back even though I hardly looked at her while doing so”Wait for us at our bed-corner. We will be back”I didn’t utter another word but just walked away. I was burning with hate. But it was after this point that I got to know that Cynthia was going to spend the rest of his time in our dorm, sleeping right beside Udak who I had always felt I was the only best friend.Cynthia later returned alone when she did. I was already on my bed on top and was scanning through a book I had recently got form the school library, in a desperate bid to get all that had happened earlier out of my mind. I didn’t even notice her presence at first until I heard the screeching caused by the bucket of water she was pushing into the underside of Udak’s bed. It was one of the places we usually kept fetched water. So, on hearing that, I turned to look down towards her supposed location and caught her crouched, pushing the container with all her might. My eyes were drawn to the depth created by the crack of her big Buttocks cheeks and for some unexplainable reasons, they remained there. I knew I wasn’t been drawn by any form of attraction or personal desire but I still found myself still starring at the deep hollow that had been formed. I only took my eyes away when she began making it back up, and that was also when I realized that water had spilled all over her white shirt. She was surely going to pull it off and change. Doing this before other girls was the most normal thing on earth within the dormitory but when she began to peel the shirt out of her body, I just couldn’t help but steal quick stares at her obviously beautiful body. We were yet to talk to ourselves but I was sure she had noticed I was up there in my bed. As her shirt came off, I quickly brought my wandering eyes to her two beautiful Bosom. They were large and struggled to stay within her cotton pink bra. She slightly turned her body towards me and suddenly began to unzip her skirt. I never expected her to do so since the dampness did not seem to have affected the skirt. But she undid the cloth and right before me, dropped it to the floor. My eyes went straight for the triangle formed at the intersection of her two shapely thighs and was rightly jolted again to know that she had no panties on!”Does she go about without panties?” I asked myself quite mystifiedShe didn’t seem to be bothered with my thoughts as she easily unfastened her bra which fell off her body in a thud and slowly bent over to pick the pink cotton off the floor. I was consequentially presented with the most charming female vulva I had ever seen in my life. It was completely shaven and even though I was some distance away from her, could easily tell that she did not have even a stub growing in that region. In fact, the skin around there, glowed and appeared baked. With what seemed like brown powder, speckled all over the folds. This gave her light skin a striking brown shade which was only also repeated somewhere under her eyes. I was now openly starring at her and had my awestricken mouth wide open. Cynthia’s beauty had got a good grip on me and I was further exposed when I heard her talk to me.”Dannie, can I use your detergent? Mine got finished last Monday.” she was just a few inches from my face. How she got to come that close? I couldn’t tell. I had been spellbound for several minutes”Ehmmm….ughhmmmm….yea..yea…sure! Sure. Yes….” I was in loss for wordsShe only smiled. Still standing seemingly very straight beside my bed. Stark Unclad!I jumped on my little bag at the foot of my bed where I usually kept my detergent, and began searching for it. It took me a bit longer than usual to locate it, obviously because I wasn’t thinking straight anymore. I had totally lost that once commanding and imposing self. I now seemed to be embracing the Cynthia bandwagon which I had so much fought against. However, when I finally found the requested detergent, handing it over to her even explained to me better, why she had so much defeated the ‘Domina’ in me. Her Bosom which were now bare had been squashed into the frame of my bed as she stood right beside it. And as I tried to hand over the pack of detergent to her, my eyes easily got captured by the very deep cleft formed by the two large mounds of her tits. My hand tripped against her shoulder obviously because I wasn’t looking where I should, and the entire carton came falling to the hostel floor! Too bad!”Ops!” she said. Making a face and forming a very dirty smirk on her lips”Sorry Cinty.”

WATCH OUT FOR PART 2 TOMORROW