My ex's morbid friend

This is a true story, so please forgive me if my lack of memory prevents me from delving into some details and if the pace of the narration is very slow, I'm just trying to tell the story in the most faithful way possible. Everything started on the first summer after the Covid pandemic, when there were still some restrictions for moving freely and some activities like cinemas had not yet returned to their usual functioning, but basically the quarantine had ended. By then, it had been about six months since I had separated from my previous partner, whom we'll call Mili. Since my separation, I had decided to dedicate a bit of time to improving my image and self-esteem by going to the gym and taking care of myself a little more. To briefly describe myself and give you an idea, I'm a brunette with black hair, 1.80 meters tall, without a beard, medium physical build, although at that time due to training I was quite thin and had a cock 16.5 cm. Being someone a bit reserved, not very sociable, and much less outgoing, the truth is that in my 20 years then I hadn't had too much sexual experience outside of my relationship with Mili, and since we broke up I hadn't been with anyone else, I wouldn't know if I was good or bad at it before, never having had complaints about it, but never having left the conventional, however that was about to change. One evening I was bored and decided to post a story on Instagram with some background music, and to my surprise someone quickly replied to me. Cami, the protagonist of this story, wasn't someone I regularly had contact with, in fact we had only seen each other a couple of times in person, all before the pandemic, and at most crossed a few messages over that time, but she was Mili's friend, not super close friends, not the closest ones, but friends, and it was thanks to their relationship that I knew her in the first place. His message wasn't anything out of the ordinary, he was just asking if I also liked the singer she had put in my story, since she was her favorite, I responded with a good vibe and to my surprise she started taking conversation with me again, asking how I was doing, what I'd been up to all this time since we hadn't had any news from each other, and how I'd handled the topic of our separation. The conversation went on for several days, with us having to take breaks to do something else or get tired and fall asleep. I told you, I hadn't been with other girls since Mili and didn't have many friends, so my chats with Camí were very pleasant and entertaining, even though at no point did I think we were flirting, I just wanted to talk to her because she was so nice. A few days later the conversation had moved to WhatsApp and a few days after that it had turned into nighttime calls where we started subtly sliding in some more sexual conversations about our preferences, etc., where she mentioned in passing that she was a very morbid girl, something I would confirm in the future. Camí had become a very pleasant company in no time, so it was only a matter of time before she proposed meeting up in person at a café to chat and obviously I accepted. When the date arrived, it was a hot summer day, after getting off the bus I started walking towards the café until I finally saw her sitting at an outdoor table outside the venue. As I said, we hadn't seen each other in person too many times, and since she didn't upload many photos to social media or send them to me in our chats, but I had a pretty clear image of what Camí looked like in my head: short brown hair up to her shoulders, fair skin, round face, and very girl. But the girl I found at the cafeteria after so much time was quite different, she had long hair, and her body had grown up, wore a blue skirt that showed more plump legs, a wider hip and a noticeably larger butt, her white blouse although closed at the neckline marked the contour of considerable breasts, obviously I could give an indication of these things seeing her in photos, but being in person Camí started to awaken a level of excitement in me that I hadn't felt with her until then. She was visibly nervous, laughing all the time, not stopping looking at me and sometimes even trembling her voice, but we maintained a very calm conversation about our lives, tastes and plans, everything very friendly, but the atmosphere was already charged with latent tension between us. After having a snack we decided to go for a walk in the shopping center where we were until we sat down on a bench outside a bookstore, in a very little-traveled place. It was getting close to leaving time and we were sitting one next to the other talking and laughing without looking at each other, until our hands touched, we looked at each other and without any prelude except for a nervous laugh that foreshadowed what was coming we started kissing intensely, with one hand holding her waist and the other caressing her uncovered legs. Camí breathed deeply as the kiss advanced and gained intensity, until suddenly we became aware that we were in public, despite not seeing anyone, and stopped. After a moment of recovery she only said thanks, I had many desires, we kissed again with a more modest tone and bid each other farewell while she left with a smile and practically skipping away. It had been unexpected and somewhat sudden, but I loved it. After the kiss the tone of our conversations changed, suddenly it was obvious that both of us had each other. Many desires and above all that something had been pending, so I took the initiative and while we were talking about a movie I hadn't seen he invited me to come see it at his house in the afternoon, I immediately said yes, and the days that passed only existed as anticipation for the event that was coming. The day agreed upon arrived at the door of his building and she came down to open it wearing shorts, a white t-shirt, and open sandals, we greeted each other with a short kiss, somewhat nervous, and went up to her apartment, when we got there the house was empty, as everyone had left for different reasons, we were completely alone. I asked if we were going to watch the movie in the living room but she told me better let's go to her bed to watch it on her notebook, since the moment we entered Camí was trembling with how nervous she was, which made me feel a lot of tenderness. I don't remember what the movie was because by 15 minutes after it started we were kissing again, now without anyone being able to see or interrupt us. I put my hands on her huge ass, started squeezing it intensely and making Camí moan several times, she responded by bringing her hand to my groin and starting to stroke me that was exploding below my pants, without a word she started unbuttoning my buttons to undress me completely, and without losing time she joined in doing the same with her. First I freed those beautiful tits that were killing me to see, and they presented themselves in front of me, round, firm, and larger than the palm of my hand, Camí took off my pants and shorts and without wasting time started giving a big spit on my cock and began a slow and sustained masturbation. Then she undid her short and after taking it off Camí took my hand and directed it straight to her groin, and she said look how you have me, her white thong. I was so wet at the point that it was transparent due to the amount of flow coming out of her pussy. I started rubbing my hand smoothly over her clothes, taking away a chorus of moans, until I suddenly stopped, pulling on the elastic of her underwear and whispering in her ear: And can I? C- Please, you're killing me. Remove your soaked thong and began to massage her clitoris intensely. Camí let go of my cock completely to grab my hand and tell me to do it harder while gagging her moans in my mouth. The sequence continued for several minutes until, between moans, I asked Did you bring condoms? For an instant, I froze; the truth is that even in my most optimistic scenarios, I hadn't imagined things would escalate so quickly and so much, and I didn't want to seem like a desperate or masturbating guy on the second date (or first, depending on how it looked), so all I could answer was a timid no and try to explain that I didn't want to seem like a masturbating guy. She replied that it was okay, she hadn't planned for things to go this way either, but it didn't matter. C- We can still have fun in other ways; just come prepared next time because I'm dying with desire. With one hand, she started wanking me again and with the other, told me to stop massaging her and put my fingers in. I started introducing one timidly, but immediately stopped and asked more and more intense. My ex had always been very delicate about everything related to sex and I had to be very careful with my movements not to hurt or bother her, but Camí was different; she was a sexual bomb that exploded with excitement. I introduced two fingers and started masturbating her intensely, Camí moaned loudly, it seemed like the whole building could hear her. Her pussy was soaked, terribly dilated and seemed to contract and expand at the rhythm of my finger movement, as if it wanted to suck them in; I had never seen or felt anything like it. Third finger and accelerate the rhythm while Cami pressed my cock with one hand and her own tit with the other, her mouth was completely open and her eyes had turned white, it seemed like she was about to pass out from how excited she was, suddenly she stopped her moans to look at me and talk C- Don't stop please, I'm done, I'm done... At that moment I felt my hand getting soaked, while Cami finished with a squirt, something I had never seen in my life, her pussy became a geyser, releasing several jets that soaked not only my hand but also the rest of my body, it was so exciting that I had to give in to her masturbation and cum myself, shooting my own loads on top of her. Far from stopping this seemed to excite her more, why without giving me the chance to withdraw my hands she asked me to keep going, I maintained my previous rhythm, applying pressure with my fingers against her vaginal walls and within a few minutes, between intense moans, Cami finished for a second and third time, releasing new springs from her pussy. At that moment I understood that beneath the image of a shy girl that Cami gave off, there was a multiorgasmic sexual bomb, and we were going to have a lot of fun. I hope you liked it, let me know if you want more of this story.