The Confession

“Have you ever wondered what it would like to be with another girl?” Amy asked.

            She was sitting with Lacey, her best friend, in her bedroom. It was just after 10PM.

            “Not really, why?” Lacey said with slight hesitation.

            Amy made her way behind Lacey and started massaging her shoulders. She stared down Lacey’s chest, unable to take her eyes off her cleavage. Lacey closed her eyes. Amy moved her hands lower, over Lacey’s chest and down over her large breasts. Lacey opened her eyes.

            “What are you doing?” she asked, slightly startled. But she didn’t pull away.

            “I have a confession to make…” Amy whispered in her ear.

            “What is it?” Lacey responded with a quivering voice, smelling Amy’s sweet perfume. She had a suspicion but she wanted to hear it for herself.

            “I have a massive crush on you…” Amy said softly.

            Lacey kept quiet for a few seconds.

            “Amy, I feel the same,” she said.

            Amy was a beautiful girl with long, dark hair and piercing blue eyes while Lacey had long, blonde hair and green eyes.

            “Whenever I think about you, spend time with you… I’ve just totally fallen for you,” Amy whispered as she took Lacey’s hand.

            “All those times we’ve got dressed in front of each other… I just wanted to pin you down and kiss you,” Lacey said, unable to contain her arousal.

            “Lie down on your back,” Amy instructed.

            Lacey obeyed and collapsed onto the big, soft bed. Amy moved her body between Lacey’s legs and leaned in for a kiss, slipping her tongue into Lacey’s mouth as they kissed passionately. Amy moved her hand under Lacey’s shirt and massaged her breast, playing with her puffy nipples as it hardened between her fingers. Lacey closed her eyes and moaned softly. They continued kissing, tasting each other as their tongues wrestled.

            “I’m so wet…” Lacey whispered.

            Amy moved down and pulled Lacey’s short skirt up. She could see Lacey’s moist, cotton panties as she ran her fingers over her swollen lips. She slipped her fingers into the side of her panties and pulled it to one side, exposing Lacey’s wet, shaven folds. Amy ran her finger over her slit, slipping it into her swollen mound as she rubbed her clitoris. Lacey moaned louder as she dug her fingers into the bed.

            Amy parted Lacey’s lips and slipped her finger into her tight, wet hole. Lacey gasped.

            “You have a tight little pussy, don’t you,” Amy said as she lowered her head and slipped her tongue between Lacey’s lips.

            Amy slipped her finger in and out of Lacey’s pussy while she ran her tongue around her clitoris. Lacey started shaking as she tightened her grip on the bed. A few seconds later she bit down on her lip, stifling a scream as she convulsed into an intense orgasm. She writhed and trembled as Amy continued sucking her sensitive nub.

            A few minutes later Amy emerged from between her legs and smiled.

            “My turn…”

Pumping Club

I downed my shot of vodka. I was not in the mood for this tonight. The club music was thumping in my ears, it felt like it was crushing my core. The laser lights and flickering strobe didn’t make it any more pleasant either.

“Why are you so boring?” Christina shouted over the music as she bounced her petite frame in front of me, a drink in one hand and her boyfriend on the other.

“I’m in the mood for dancing tonight,” I replied, struggling to make myself heard over the din of the crowd.

“Rob brought a friend, let me introduce you to him,” she said as another guy emerged from behind her.

He smiled at me, extending his hand. He had a strong grip.

“Want to dance?” he asked.

I wanted to say no but he was ridiculously handsome.

“Uh, yeah,” I stuttered.

I started dancing, my big tits bouncing up and down. I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist looking at them! I was wearing a short black skirt and thigh-high stockings. My tight, white shirt barely containing my E-cup breasts as they bounced up and down.

He moved behind me, placing his hands on my hips as he grinded me from behind. I could feel his bulge pressing again my ass. He moved his hands around my waist and moved them up slowly over my exposed stomach. A few seconds later he slipped both his hands under my shirt, cupping my big tits as we continued dancing on the crowded dance floor.

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“I hope you don’t mind,” he whispered into my ear from behind.

I could smell the scent of his fragrance, it drove me wild.

“Not at all,” I responded as I felt him playing with my nipples while they became more erect between his fingers.

A few minutes later he removed his hands from my shirt. I could feel him lifting my skirt from behind. The music was getting louder, the bass thumping inside of me. I felt his hands on my ass as he grabbed the back of my tight thong and pulled it to one side. I knew what he was thinking… and I was more than willing to participate.

I felt his hand between my legs. I was moist already, and he knew it.

The next moment I felt his cock pressing against my ass from behind. He must have unzipped his jeans. I parted my legs and reached down to pull my cheeks apart to make it easier for him to enter me. He inched his long cock into my tight, wet pussy. I felt his massive cock stretching me wide as he entered himself into me. He grabbed my hips hard and stared ramming me hard while we pretended to dance.

He continued fucking me, pounding me harder and faster with the music. A few minutes later I heard him grunting loudly as he erupted inside of me, filling my throbbing pussy with his hot cum. The feeling sent me over to the edge as I cried out loudly, convulsing and trembling as I exploded into an intense climatic orgasm. I almost collapsed on the floor it was so intense.

A few seconds later he pulled his throbbing cock from my ravaged lips and pulled my skirt straight.

“Round two coming up,” he whispered in my ear.