The Colombian sun beat down on our glamping site, making the tent stiflingly hot. But the heat wasn’t just from the sun. It was the nervous anticipation bubbling between Maria and me. She’d been my best friend for years, a curvy, vibrant girl with a fiery spirit and a tattoo peeking out from beneath her college tee.
"Ready?" I asked, my voice a little shaky. This was new for both of us. Maria bit her lip, her eyes sparkling with a mix of fear and excitement. She nodded, her big tits swaying slightly under her shirt.
The first kiss was hesitant, awkward even. But the awkwardness melted away as our lips met again, this time with more force, more hunger. Maria ran her hands through my hair, pulling me closer. I could feel her latina heat radiating off of her.
I gently pushed her shirt up, revealing her lacy bra. Her nipples were already hard. I unhooked it, and her blonde breasts spilled out, full and inviting. I cupped them in my hands, teasing her nipples with my thumbs. She moaned, arching her back.
The sex was raw, passionate, and real. No pretense, no acting. Just two friends exploring each other, discovering the depths of their desires. I plunged deep inside her, feeling her tighten around me. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer still. The world narrowed, focusing only on the sensation of our bodies moving together. Each thrust filled with the weight of our shared history, culminating in a frenzied cum shot.
Afterward, we lay entangled, breathless and sweaty. Maria looked at me, her eyes filled with a newfound tenderness. "Wow," she whispered. "That was…amazing."
I smiled, stroking her hair. "Yeah, it was." A colombiana girl and amateur boy. Our friendship had just taken a very interesting turn. The college campus awaited, but so did the memory of this passionate POV encounter.