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The flickering candles bathed the room in a soft light, revealing the two young women sitting despondently on the leather couch. “This really pisses me off,” muttered Vicky, “They’ve known for weeks that we had this night planned!” She took another sip of her wine, the candle light setting off ruby fires in the depths of her glass. “What do you think, Becky?” Becky parted her full lips and looked deep into the other woman’s eyes. “Fuck ‘em,” she said, “I’ve got all I need, a glass of wine and you!”
Vicky flushed slightly, and felt a rush of moistness hit her pussy. “I know,” she purred,” I feel the same way about the situation, but...” She took another swig of wine. “Steve always does this to me, agreeing to swaps at the last minute,” she growled, “He just doesn’t think!” “You think Dave’s any better?” queried Becky, “One phone call and off he goes, with just a ‘sorry Beck’ shouted over his shoulder.” “They just don’t seem to realise how much we look forward to chatting,” said Vicky. “Perhaps that’s the problem!” chuckled Becky, “They can’t stand the noise!”
Both girls giggled at the thought of these poor men trying to get a word in to their conversations. “Still, the one benefit is that there’s more wine for us!” said Vicky, gleefully. “Any chance of watching something a bit more...?” Becky faltered. “Horny?” suggested Vicky slyly. “Cor, yeah!” whispered Becky, “Lots of hot sex!” “Any preference?” asked Vicky. “Nah,” said Becky, “Anything hot and horny will do!”
“I think we should dress appropriately,” suggested Vicky, “I’ll go upstairs and lay some stuff out for you!” Leaving Becky curled up on the sofa; Vicky went to her bedroom and selected the items she wanted to wear, and, more importantly, what she wanted to see Becky in. Dressing quickly, Vicky put on a dressing gown over her outfit and went back to the lounge. “What have you got on?” asked Becky. “A surprise,” said Vicky, “Now, scoot and get dressed!”
Becky returned after about 10 minutes, also with a robe on. Both women looked into the others eyes, slightly unsure that they wanted to take the next step. “Oh well, in for a penny in for a pound,” said Vicky whimsically, and dropped her dressing gown. Standing erect on a pair of black patent stilettos, Becky’s eyes were drawn up the dark nylon sheathed legs, which shone in the candle light, to the join at the top of Vicky’s thighs. It was difficult to make out the details through the mesh of the tights, but Becky was sure of two things. First; Vicky had a shaved pussy and second; from the size of the wet patch at Vicky’s crutch, she was feeling very turned on.
Looking further upwards, Becky saw that Vicky was wearing a studded leather belt around her waist, a strong looking accessory. Vicky had coupled this with a sheer blouse, her hard nipples almost pushing through the material, and black leather gloves with a black velvet choker, completing the outfit. “Your turn,” whispered Vicky, and with this command, Becky dropped her robe to the floor. “Give me a spin,” asked Vicky, and watched as Becky slowly turned. High heels, glass sheer black seamed stockings and a leather waspie covered the bottom half, and a crisp white shirt with a black tie covered the top half. Although not as big as Vicky’s, it could be seen that Becky’s nipples were also hard.
As Becky turned to face Vicky again, Vicky noticed the little drops of dew on the tangled bush surrounding Becky’s pussy. Walking slowly forward, Vicky slipped her hand down, and before Becky could protest, Vicky had slid a finger the length of Becky’s pussy lips, and, with a sigh, brought her finger to her mouth. Looking Becky in the eye, Vicky sucked the finger into her mouth and licked it clean with obvious relish. “Shall we be seated,” said Vicky sweetly. “You teasing bitch!” wailed Becky. Vicky laughed throatily, and pulled her friend down on to the settee.
Pressing the play button, the first video started, and the women gave the pretense that they were actually watching the screen. As the moans and groans increased from the screen, both women were conscious that the other was squirming on the warm leather, and the smell of sex was pervading the air. “I’m not comfortable,” moaned Becky, “Can I sit on your lap?” Vicky grinned. “You can sit astride my leg, you horny cow!” Becky stood, turned and slowly straddled Vicky’s nylon clad thigh.
Becky ground her soaking pussy onto the nylon mesh, leaving a creamy streak on the dark material. Placing her arms around Vicky’s neck, Becky moved her face closer and closer, until her soft lips were just brushing Vicky’s. Vicky slowly parted her lips and leaned forward, slipping her tongue into the hot moist interior of Becky’s mouth. The women kissed passionately, tongues entwining, their breath hot on each other’s face and neck, Becky still grinding hard on Vicky’s thigh. Stopping her for a moment, Vicky took Becky’s hand and led her upstairs. Stopping at the bathroom, Vicky looked at Becky and whispered, “Trust me.”
Sitting her astride the loo, Vicky took out a small pair of scissors and swiftly trimmed Becky’s pussy hair. When she was sure that it was short enough, Vicky lathered up the bristles, and with practiced strokes, removed all the remaining hair. After drying the now smooth pussy, Vicky took Becky’s hand again and led her into the bedroom. “Now sit on my thigh,” said Vicky. The look on Becky’s face told Vicky all she wanted to know, as the freshly shaved pussy rasped over the nylon of Vicky’s tights, and with a muffled groan Becky came, her face buried in Vicky’s neck, her body shaking.
“Now, let’s see if you taste as good as you look!” said Vicky as with a heave she threw Becky on her back. Licking slowly up the other woman’s stocking clad thighs; Vicky did not take her eyes off the ecstatic look on Becky’s face, watching the look of pure delight as she slid her tongue between Becky’s flooding cunt lips. Lapping gently at the slippery nectar, Vicky sucked the hot little bead of Becky’s clit in between her lips, and nibbled so gently on her love button, watching as Becky’s soft belly fluttered as another orgasm built.
Becky entwined her hands in Vicky’s hair and forced Vicky’s face ever harder into her flooding pussy, as with a heave of her hips, and a mewing noise in the back of her throat, Becky came again in shuddering waves, forcing Vicky to gulp down the flowing juices. Vicky finally sat up, and, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight, said “It’s your turn now young lady!” With a contented sigh, Vicky felt the mane of hair spread out over her belly, as Becky’s soft lips fastened on to her pussy, and a hot and insistent tongue flickered out over her throbbing clit.
“Ooooh, no that’s too much!” shrieked Vicky, “Stop, STOP!!” Becky looked up, her lipstick smudged, her lips covered with a silvery sheen of moisture. “What did I do wrong?” Becky whispered. “Oh, it’s not you gorgeous,” said Vicky, “It’s just that it feels so sensitive having your pussy licked through tights, and I can’t stand too much of it.” Becky breathed a sigh of relief. “I thought I was crap at pussy licking,” she breathed, “Still, let’s get these tights off, I want you!” Vicky pulled her tights off, and watched as Becky balled them up and then, placing them over her face, breathed in deeply. “You don’t half smell good,” Becky sighed, and then, softly pushing Vicky back down on the bed, she lowered her face back down to Vicky’s open cunt and, with a growl, started to lick.
Vicky felt Becky’s teeth chew gently on her pussy lips, and a hard insistent tongue force its way into her, probing, squirming. Becky slipped a finger into Vicky, then two, sliding them in and out, feeling the build up of slimy cream, as Vicky got more and more excited. “Stop a second.” whispered Vicky, “I need a friend!” “But, but..... aren’t I enough for you?” asked Becky soulfully. “No, not that sort of friend you twit!” laughed Vicky, and rolling to her side, pulled open a drawer in her bedside table and extracted a purple penis shaped vibrator from her collection.
“This is one of my friends!” exclaimed Vicky, handing it to Becky, “You may carry on!” Becky smiled and gave a little bow. “Yes, your Majesty,” she said sarcastically. “That’s better,” said Vicky, and grabbing Becky’s long hair, pulled the other woman’s face back down to her cunt. Becky switched on the vibrator, and, as she started to lick Vicky’s wet pussy, slipped the bulbous end in between Vicky’s pussy lips, sliding the toy deep into Vicky’s hole. A deep groan came from above her, as she moved the vibrator in and out, and flickered her tongue harder and faster over Vicky’s clit.
Vicky’s hips started to writhe on the bed as she felt the orgasm build, and u*********sly, she pulled Becky’s head harder and harder against herself, ignoring the struggles of her lover as she came, her back arching off the bed. Groaning ecstatically, Vicky gradually calmed down, and then, looking down burst into laughter. Becky’s lipstick was smeared everywhere, and her face was flushed as she gulped in breath. “I don’t think it’s funny!” Becky pouted, “You nearly suffocated me!” “Oh sorry babe!” Vicky said, “Come here and give us a hug.”
Becky crawled up the bed, and snuggled up to Vicky’s chest, her long hair tickling slightly. “I’ve always loved these,” said Becky, as she caressed the hard nipples on Vicky’s firm breasts, “They look so....” “Tasty?” said Vicky hopefully. Becky laughed. “You’re sex mad!” she chuckled, and bending forward, placed her soft lips around a nipple and gently sucked and nibbled, her hands squeezing and pinching the other breast and nipple. Vicky moaned and closed her eyes. “What are you doing to me?” she asked breathlessly. “Only what you’ve done to me,” said Becky, once she had stopped sucking. “Since that first time together, I’ve just been thinking about this, and how I wanted it.”
She shuddered as she felt Vicky’s hand stroke her thigh and then urgent fingers delved into her open, wet cunt, spreading her wide. Looking deep into Vicky’s eyes again, Becky leaned forward and kissed her deeply, holding Vicky’s head in her hands, chewing on Vicky’s bottom lip, their hot saliva mixing as the levels of passion rose. “I want to eat you again!” said Vicky feverishly. “Me too!” said Becky, and letting go of Vicky, she sat up and turned around. “I need the loo first,” said Vicky, “And I’d better take this out!” slipping the cream coated vibrator out of her cunt and placing it on the bedside table, Vicky padded out of the bedroom. Sitting on the toilet, Vicky could hear sighs and moans coming from the bedroom, and after drying herself with some tissue, she stood and peeked round the doorway.
Vicky’s pupils dilated, as she watched Becky’s hands rubbing her pussy, three fingers slipping in and out, the other hand a blur, as Becky played with herself. Vicky’s own hands strayed about her body, one stroking her pussy, the other pinching a nipple hard between two fingers. She watched, her breath coming in short pants, as Becky writhed on the bed, her fingers pistoning in and out of her cunt and her other hand rubbing hard and fast at her clit. Becky slowed for a second taking her fingers out of her pussy and grabbing the vibrator from the bedside table. “Oh Vicky,” moaned Becky, as she sucked the vibrator, licking all the cream from it.
Vicky could stand it no longer and walked into the bedroom. “Give it to me!” she demanded. “No,” said Becky, “I need it!” Vicky looked sternly down at her, and turning, left the room. She returned shortly and Becky watched wide eyed, as Vicky brought her hand out from behind her back to reveal wrist manacles. Jumping on to the bed, Vicky straddled the other woman and quickly secured her hands to the corners of the bed. “Now you’re mine,” said Vicky, and swivelling around, lowered her dripping pussy onto Becky’s face. “Eat me!” commanded Vicky, and as she felt Becky’s mouth on her cunt, leaned forward and lapped gently at Becky’s smooth pussy.
Groping around on the bed, Vicky felt for the vibrator, but could not find it. Sitting up, squelching wetly onto Becky’s face, Vicky pulled her other favourite vibrator from the drawer. Thick and green, it was her ‘cucumber’, and, pausing only to switch it on, she moved back into position. Licking the vibrator for some lubrication, Vicky put the tip at the entry to Becky’s hot box, and, with a firm push, slid it deep inside. Becky whimpered into Vicky’s pussy and redoubled her attempts to make Vicky come. Her tongue rasped against the soaking fanny pushed into her face, and, unable to use her hands, she could only grind her face hard into the wetness.
Vicky, meanwhile, was playing Becky like a virtuoso, sliding the vibrator almost fully out before ramming it back in, licking Becky’s clit with short sharp strokes, then lapping at it with long slippery strokes. Vicky’s fingers teased Becky’s tight anal sphincter, just stroking the outside, which was slippery with juice, exciting Becky to greater heights. Both women could feel it coming, that tight fluttering at the base of the belly, that hot glow that signalled that it was time to come, and with a groan Vicky ground her face down on Becky’s and came shuddering and moaning.
This was enough to set Becky off, and, gasping for breath, she shrieked into her own orgasm, Vicky watching fascinatedly, as her pussy sucked the vibrator in, the pussy walls contracting tightly. Vicky slipped a finger in alongside the vibrator to feel the way Becky’s cunt walls were squeezing on to the toy and this was enough to make Becky come again, shaking and shuddering. When both women had calmed down, Vicky released Becky, and pulling the quilt over them, she snuggled up to Becky. “I’m bloody sore!” moaned Becky, as she kissed Vicky’s earlobe softly. “Stop complaining!” said Vicky, “You enjoyed every minute!” “Well, yes,” said Becky, “But next time, I want to be the dom!” “You want a next time?” asked Vicky, hopefully. “Cor, definitely!” said Becky gleefully, “Perhaps even with the boys, although..... well, who needs them?!”
Vicky laughed, and at that moment the phone rang. It was Steve. “Sorry Vicks,” he said, “But I’m going to be a bit later than expected.” “How much later?” asked Vicky. “Oh, about another hour, but tell Becky not to worry, ‘cos Dave phoned me and I’m picking him up on the way home,” said Steve. “Do you think you can amuse yourselves for a bit longer?” “Oh, I think we can think of something to do,” chuckled Vicky, “See you soon honey!” “Well, shall we amuse ourselves?” said Vicky sexily. “Come here, you tart!” growled Becky, and pulled her friend under the covers. The sound of giggling slowly changed to sighs. “Who needs Trivial Pursuit anyway!” said Vicky, as her lips sought those of her friend, “This will keep me amused for a while.” Becky silenced her with a kiss, and the bedroom quietened, with only the sounds of hot, urgent passion disturbing the silence.
The flickering candles bathed the room in a soft light, revealing the two young women sitting despondently on the leather couch. “This really pisses me off,” muttered Vicky, “They’ve known for weeks that we had this night planned!” She took another sip of her wine, the candle light setting off ruby fires in the depths of her glass. “What do you think, Becky?” Becky parted her full lips and looked deep into the other woman’s eyes. “Fuck ‘em,” she said, “I’ve got all I need, a glass of wine and you!”
Vicky flushed slightly, and felt a rush of moistness hit her pussy. “I know,” she purred,” I feel the same way about the situation, but...” She took another swig of wine. “Steve always does this to me, agreeing to swaps at the last minute,” she growled, “He just doesn’t think!” “You think Dave’s any better?” queried Becky, “One phone call and off he goes, with just a ‘sorry Beck’ shouted over his shoulder.” “They just don’t seem to realise how much we look forward to chatting,” said Vicky. “Perhaps that’s the problem!” chuckled Becky, “They can’t stand the noise!”
Both girls giggled at the thought of these poor men trying to get a word in to their conversations. “Still, the one benefit is that there’s more wine for us!” said Vicky, gleefully. “Any chance of watching something a bit more...?” Becky faltered. “Horny?” suggested Vicky slyly. “Cor, yeah!” whispered Becky, “Lots of hot sex!” “Any preference?” asked Vicky. “Nah,” said Becky, “Anything hot and horny will do!”
“I think we should dress appropriately,” suggested Vicky, “I’ll go upstairs and lay some stuff out for you!” Leaving Becky curled up on the sofa; Vicky went to her bedroom and selected the items she wanted to wear, and, more importantly, what she wanted to see Becky in. Dressing quickly, Vicky put on a dressing gown over her outfit and went back to the lounge. “What have you got on?” asked Becky. “A surprise,” said Vicky, “Now, scoot and get dressed!”
Becky returned after about 10 minutes, also with a robe on. Both women looked into the others eyes, slightly unsure that they wanted to take the next step. “Oh well, in for a penny in for a pound,” said Vicky whimsically, and dropped her dressing gown. Standing erect on a pair of black patent stilettos, Becky’s eyes were drawn up the dark nylon sheathed legs, which shone in the candle light, to the join at the top of Vicky’s thighs. It was difficult to make out the details through the mesh of the tights, but Becky was sure of two things. First; Vicky had a shaved pussy and second; from the size of the wet patch at Vicky’s crutch, she was feeling very turned on.
Looking further upwards, Becky saw that Vicky was wearing a studded leather belt around her waist, a strong looking accessory. Vicky had coupled this with a sheer blouse, her hard nipples almost pushing through the material, and black leather gloves with a black velvet choker, completing the outfit. “Your turn,” whispered Vicky, and with this command, Becky dropped her robe to the floor. “Give me a spin,” asked Vicky, and watched as Becky slowly turned. High heels, glass sheer black seamed stockings and a leather waspie covered the bottom half, and a crisp white shirt with a black tie covered the top half. Although not as big as Vicky’s, it could be seen that Becky’s nipples were also hard.
As Becky turned to face Vicky again, Vicky noticed the little drops of dew on the tangled bush surrounding Becky’s pussy. Walking slowly forward, Vicky slipped her hand down, and before Becky could protest, Vicky had slid a finger the length of Becky’s pussy lips, and, with a sigh, brought her finger to her mouth. Looking Becky in the eye, Vicky sucked the finger into her mouth and licked it clean with obvious relish. “Shall we be seated,” said Vicky sweetly. “You teasing bitch!” wailed Becky. Vicky laughed throatily, and pulled her friend down on to the settee.
Pressing the play button, the first video started, and the women gave the pretense that they were actually watching the screen. As the moans and groans increased from the screen, both women were conscious that the other was squirming on the warm leather, and the smell of sex was pervading the air. “I’m not comfortable,” moaned Becky, “Can I sit on your lap?” Vicky grinned. “You can sit astride my leg, you horny cow!” Becky stood, turned and slowly straddled Vicky’s nylon clad thigh.
Becky ground her soaking pussy onto the nylon mesh, leaving a creamy streak on the dark material. Placing her arms around Vicky’s neck, Becky moved her face closer and closer, until her soft lips were just brushing Vicky’s. Vicky slowly parted her lips and leaned forward, slipping her tongue into the hot moist interior of Becky’s mouth. The women kissed passionately, tongues entwining, their breath hot on each other’s face and neck, Becky still grinding hard on Vicky’s thigh. Stopping her for a moment, Vicky took Becky’s hand and led her upstairs. Stopping at the bathroom, Vicky looked at Becky and whispered, “Trust me.”
Sitting her astride the loo, Vicky took out a small pair of scissors and swiftly trimmed Becky’s pussy hair. When she was sure that it was short enough, Vicky lathered up the bristles, and with practiced strokes, removed all the remaining hair. After drying the now smooth pussy, Vicky took Becky’s hand again and led her into the bedroom. “Now sit on my thigh,” said Vicky. The look on Becky’s face told Vicky all she wanted to know, as the freshly shaved pussy rasped over the nylon of Vicky’s tights, and with a muffled groan Becky came, her face buried in Vicky’s neck, her body shaking.
“Now, let’s see if you taste as good as you look!” said Vicky as with a heave she threw Becky on her back. Licking slowly up the other woman’s stocking clad thighs; Vicky did not take her eyes off the ecstatic look on Becky’s face, watching the look of pure delight as she slid her tongue between Becky’s flooding cunt lips. Lapping gently at the slippery nectar, Vicky sucked the hot little bead of Becky’s clit in between her lips, and nibbled so gently on her love button, watching as Becky’s soft belly fluttered as another orgasm built.
Becky entwined her hands in Vicky’s hair and forced Vicky’s face ever harder into her flooding pussy, as with a heave of her hips, and a mewing noise in the back of her throat, Becky came again in shuddering waves, forcing Vicky to gulp down the flowing juices. Vicky finally sat up, and, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight, said “It’s your turn now young lady!” With a contented sigh, Vicky felt the mane of hair spread out over her belly, as Becky’s soft lips fastened on to her pussy, and a hot and insistent tongue flickered out over her throbbing clit.
“Ooooh, no that’s too much!” shrieked Vicky, “Stop, STOP!!” Becky looked up, her lipstick smudged, her lips covered with a silvery sheen of moisture. “What did I do wrong?” Becky whispered. “Oh, it’s not you gorgeous,” said Vicky, “It’s just that it feels so sensitive having your pussy licked through tights, and I can’t stand too much of it.” Becky breathed a sigh of relief. “I thought I was crap at pussy licking,” she breathed, “Still, let’s get these tights off, I want you!” Vicky pulled her tights off, and watched as Becky balled them up and then, placing them over her face, breathed in deeply. “You don’t half smell good,” Becky sighed, and then, softly pushing Vicky back down on the bed, she lowered her face back down to Vicky’s open cunt and, with a growl, started to lick.
Vicky felt Becky’s teeth chew gently on her pussy lips, and a hard insistent tongue force its way into her, probing, squirming. Becky slipped a finger into Vicky, then two, sliding them in and out, feeling the build up of slimy cream, as Vicky got more and more excited. “Stop a second.” whispered Vicky, “I need a friend!” “But, but..... aren’t I enough for you?” asked Becky soulfully. “No, not that sort of friend you twit!” laughed Vicky, and rolling to her side, pulled open a drawer in her bedside table and extracted a purple penis shaped vibrator from her collection.
“This is one of my friends!” exclaimed Vicky, handing it to Becky, “You may carry on!” Becky smiled and gave a little bow. “Yes, your Majesty,” she said sarcastically. “That’s better,” said Vicky, and grabbing Becky’s long hair, pulled the other woman’s face back down to her cunt. Becky switched on the vibrator, and, as she started to lick Vicky’s wet pussy, slipped the bulbous end in between Vicky’s pussy lips, sliding the toy deep into Vicky’s hole. A deep groan came from above her, as she moved the vibrator in and out, and flickered her tongue harder and faster over Vicky’s clit.
Vicky’s hips started to writhe on the bed as she felt the orgasm build, and u*********sly, she pulled Becky’s head harder and harder against herself, ignoring the struggles of her lover as she came, her back arching off the bed. Groaning ecstatically, Vicky gradually calmed down, and then, looking down burst into laughter. Becky’s lipstick was smeared everywhere, and her face was flushed as she gulped in breath. “I don’t think it’s funny!” Becky pouted, “You nearly suffocated me!” “Oh sorry babe!” Vicky said, “Come here and give us a hug.”
Becky crawled up the bed, and snuggled up to Vicky’s chest, her long hair tickling slightly. “I’ve always loved these,” said Becky, as she caressed the hard nipples on Vicky’s firm breasts, “They look so....” “Tasty?” said Vicky hopefully. Becky laughed. “You’re sex mad!” she chuckled, and bending forward, placed her soft lips around a nipple and gently sucked and nibbled, her hands squeezing and pinching the other breast and nipple. Vicky moaned and closed her eyes. “What are you doing to me?” she asked breathlessly. “Only what you’ve done to me,” said Becky, once she had stopped sucking. “Since that first time together, I’ve just been thinking about this, and how I wanted it.”
She shuddered as she felt Vicky’s hand stroke her thigh and then urgent fingers delved into her open, wet cunt, spreading her wide. Looking deep into Vicky’s eyes again, Becky leaned forward and kissed her deeply, holding Vicky’s head in her hands, chewing on Vicky’s bottom lip, their hot saliva mixing as the levels of passion rose. “I want to eat you again!” said Vicky feverishly. “Me too!” said Becky, and letting go of Vicky, she sat up and turned around. “I need the loo first,” said Vicky, “And I’d better take this out!” slipping the cream coated vibrator out of her cunt and placing it on the bedside table, Vicky padded out of the bedroom. Sitting on the toilet, Vicky could hear sighs and moans coming from the bedroom, and after drying herself with some tissue, she stood and peeked round the doorway.
Vicky’s pupils dilated, as she watched Becky’s hands rubbing her pussy, three fingers slipping in and out, the other hand a blur, as Becky played with herself. Vicky’s own hands strayed about her body, one stroking her pussy, the other pinching a nipple hard between two fingers. She watched, her breath coming in short pants, as Becky writhed on the bed, her fingers pistoning in and out of her cunt and her other hand rubbing hard and fast at her clit. Becky slowed for a second taking her fingers out of her pussy and grabbing the vibrator from the bedside table. “Oh Vicky,” moaned Becky, as she sucked the vibrator, licking all the cream from it.
Vicky could stand it no longer and walked into the bedroom. “Give it to me!” she demanded. “No,” said Becky, “I need it!” Vicky looked sternly down at her, and turning, left the room. She returned shortly and Becky watched wide eyed, as Vicky brought her hand out from behind her back to reveal wrist manacles. Jumping on to the bed, Vicky straddled the other woman and quickly secured her hands to the corners of the bed. “Now you’re mine,” said Vicky, and swivelling around, lowered her dripping pussy onto Becky’s face. “Eat me!” commanded Vicky, and as she felt Becky’s mouth on her cunt, leaned forward and lapped gently at Becky’s smooth pussy.
Groping around on the bed, Vicky felt for the vibrator, but could not find it. Sitting up, squelching wetly onto Becky’s face, Vicky pulled her other favourite vibrator from the drawer. Thick and green, it was her ‘cucumber’, and, pausing only to switch it on, she moved back into position. Licking the vibrator for some lubrication, Vicky put the tip at the entry to Becky’s hot box, and, with a firm push, slid it deep inside. Becky whimpered into Vicky’s pussy and redoubled her attempts to make Vicky come. Her tongue rasped against the soaking fanny pushed into her face, and, unable to use her hands, she could only grind her face hard into the wetness.
Vicky, meanwhile, was playing Becky like a virtuoso, sliding the vibrator almost fully out before ramming it back in, licking Becky’s clit with short sharp strokes, then lapping at it with long slippery strokes. Vicky’s fingers teased Becky’s tight anal sphincter, just stroking the outside, which was slippery with juice, exciting Becky to greater heights. Both women could feel it coming, that tight fluttering at the base of the belly, that hot glow that signalled that it was time to come, and with a groan Vicky ground her face down on Becky’s and came shuddering and moaning.
This was enough to set Becky off, and, gasping for breath, she shrieked into her own orgasm, Vicky watching fascinatedly, as her pussy sucked the vibrator in, the pussy walls contracting tightly. Vicky slipped a finger in alongside the vibrator to feel the way Becky’s cunt walls were squeezing on to the toy and this was enough to make Becky come again, shaking and shuddering. When both women had calmed down, Vicky released Becky, and pulling the quilt over them, she snuggled up to Becky. “I’m bloody sore!” moaned Becky, as she kissed Vicky’s earlobe softly. “Stop complaining!” said Vicky, “You enjoyed every minute!” “Well, yes,” said Becky, “But next time, I want to be the dom!” “You want a next time?” asked Vicky, hopefully. “Cor, definitely!” said Becky gleefully, “Perhaps even with the boys, although..... well, who needs them?!”
Vicky laughed, and at that moment the phone rang. It was Steve. “Sorry Vicks,” he said, “But I’m going to be a bit later than expected.” “How much later?” asked Vicky. “Oh, about another hour, but tell Becky not to worry, ‘cos Dave phoned me and I’m picking him up on the way home,” said Steve. “Do you think you can amuse yourselves for a bit longer?” “Oh, I think we can think of something to do,” chuckled Vicky, “See you soon honey!” “Well, shall we amuse ourselves?” said Vicky sexily. “Come here, you tart!” growled Becky, and pulled her friend under the covers. The sound of giggling slowly changed to sighs. “Who needs Trivial Pursuit anyway!” said Vicky, as her lips sought those of her friend, “This will keep me amused for a while.” Becky silenced her with a kiss, and the bedroom quietened, with only the sounds of hot, urgent passion disturbing the silence.
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