As the water ran down her body, Carolyn thought ahead to this evening.
I wonder what will happen ? I wonder if she misses me as just a friend or maybe Thomas More ? I guess i 'll just induce to expect and see. I 'll work it cool, in character she is just wanting to be friends, but if More happens, i 'm definitely not going to fight it.

As Carolyn soaped her buoyant 34D chest her creative thinker wandered to one of the last multiplication her and Rachael had been together before they broke up a few calendar month earlier. They had been laying in bed watching some cheesy sci-fi horror pic when Rachael had grabbed her a little tighter and buried her face in Carolyn's neck. Carolyn's attention instantly diverted from a hulk snake eating the token buff black guy to the aphrodisiac woman laying beside her.

She wrapped an arm around Rachael and stroked her side softly, trying not to jest, it was a silly b movie that should n't be able to affright a 7 year old. Rachael relaxed slowly and started breathing in Carolyn's ear, which of course was one of her John R. Major tour ons, and the little minx knew it !

At this compass point Carolyn started rubbing grievous bodily harm over the rest of her body, as she moved down in the mouth she closed her optic and the apparent motion and thoughts caught up with her. Her mamilla hardened and her breath came quicker. Noticing this she opened her eyes and chuckled.
I really hope Rachael is wanting to hang out for More reasonableness than just cards and a movie.

After her shower Carolyn took longer to get set than pattern. She usually just confuse on whatever jeans were clean and a comfortable t-shirt, pulled her hair up into a ponytail, and went about her day. She was what you would call a tom-boy. Not really worried about show. But she was still a sound spectator. 23 with medium length ruddy chocolate-brown whisker with instinctive highlights, stunning hazel tree eyes, 5'7 with a nicely built athletic body, and with a skilful bit of defined muscle.
But she wanted to calculate a little nicer tonight for Rachael, it would n't hurt her chances at a bit more, right ?

She chose a courteous pair of khaki shorts, and a colorful armoured combat vehicle that she knew was one of Rachael's favorites. It was one of her favorite colors, and fairly low cut, so if she was sitting in bed or on the couch, Rachael, who was taller than her, could see a nice view down the shirt.

As she brushed her hair she decided to result it down, knowing Rachael liked it that way, and even unspoilt, she used to love running her fingers through it as Carolyn made her scream.
Carolyn reigned her mind away from that mental icon, it would n't do to testify up unbalanced horny if all Rachael wanted when she had invited her over was to genuinely induce just a friendly nighttime of games and a couple crapulence, maybe be adrift off steam from work and the last ex boyfriend who had up and run off one day, never to talk to her again after saying he loved her.

If what Rachael needed was just a ally, then Carolyn would be that friend.
But just in compositor's case Carolyn took extra tutelage to clip and lodge her nails, better to be prepared right ?

At 4 she texted Rachael that she was on her way with the drink supplying, and hopped in the car. When she got to Rachael's mansion she parked behind the old project truck, pleased to detect progress on the torso employment, however it meant Rachael was frustrated and looking for project to burn it off. As she was bending over to seize the bottle off the backwards keister floorboard Rachael made her appearing with a whistle and a light skag on her ass.

Carolyn jumped up, bottleful in paw laughing, threatening her to not start anything she was n't going to eat up. She gave Rachael a one-armed hug, noticing a light source citrus scent, one of her deary. Rachael looked her usual gorgeous self, 5'10 with curly dark John Brown haircloth, hazel tree heart with flecks of atomic number 79 that Carolyn used to eff staring in to. She was flaunting her 25 year old hourglass digit with a tight tank top and a pair of shorts that left very slight to the imagination.
Maybe tonight will be really fun after all.

Both of them headed inside laughing. Carolyn stashed the vodka in the freezer to let it chill, while they cooked dinner party and made some finger's breadth snack foods. Chris, Rachael's 7 twelvemonth old buddy, was running around underfoot, sneaking bites while they both humored him. While Rachael cooked the crybaby, Carolyn made the snack, and mashed Irish potato. They even got Chris to nuke the pea.
When everything was done all 3 sat down on the lounge and ate while watching Chris'new dearie cartoon. After dinner Carolyn helped Rachael with the dishful. Joking back and forth with Rachael, trading floor about what they had been up to since they had last hung out.

After dishes they lounged on the couch with Chris and watched tv for a bit. uncut housing during the commercial message, at one detail all 3 were involved in a blade fight with wrapping newspaper publisher tube, each person grabbing a pillow for a shell, which decimated the sustenance room, leaving pillows scattered everywhere after the sword fight ended in an all out pillow brawl.

When the phone rang Chris ran to get it, after a minuted he reappeared and asked if he could go spend the nighttime at the neighbor 's house with his champion Travis.
After a few hour of scrounging up dress and a toothbrush, and a quick hug for his sis, Chris ran out the threshold.

With the house to themselves, Carolyn offered to fix Rachael a drink if she would rule the bill of fare. After an hour of drinking secret plan, where Rachael ranted about her ex bunghole fellow, both were feeling buzzed, but neither wanted to get wasted, so they decided to view a movie. Carolyn mixed a new set of drinkable and sat down on the sofa while Rachael put in a comedy. Rachael plopped down next to Carolyn and took a good sup, letting out a mighty belch, then started giggling so tough she could n't take a breath. It did n't help that halfway through Carolyn started tickling her. As Rachael wiggled around trying to escape, pleading for Carolyn to stop over she slid off the lounge. Carolyn was laughing so hard she could n't even apologize.

Rachael popped up, glaring at Carolyn, demanding she occlusion laughing. Of row the pile of Rachael standing there, workforce on her hip joint, hair flying everywhere, trying to calculate serious only made Carolyn laugh harder. Then Carolyn noticed that Rachael's armored combat vehicle had slid down a bit, revealing some over-embellished lace from her bra. As Rachael 's chest heaved from exertion, Carolyn's brain took a quick nose dive down to the gutter.

Unfortunately Rachael tugged her shirt back up a bit, just covering the enticing glance of lacing, and launched herself at Carolyn. If Rachael was touchy, Carolyn was 10 times more so. And Rachael put her cognition of where to good use.

Carolyn tried to slide off the couch and outflow, but Rachael had straddled her lap, kneeling on either side, pinning her weapon down too. Carolyn tried to shoot down her off, twisting from side to side, eventually she managed to do work a hand detached and began tickling Rachael back. Both char were laughing and gasping, writhing around like petty girls. But something Carolyn did n't recognise, was that her second joint was rubbing directly on Rachael's crotch, and as she twisted from side to side Rachael was getting a bit of a kick. Rachael found herself pressing more firmly into Carolyn's leg, and her hired hand seemed to question of their own agreement finisher to underneath Carolyn's tits.

As Carolyn was about to say uncle, she noticed the looking in Rachael's eyes variety. The fun was still there, but so was something else. During the wrestling Carolyn 's hand had snuck underneath Rachael's shirt to thrill air skin. Carolyn focused on getting her early hand loose. With the sternest voice she could rally while trying not to jape, she told Rachael she well stop or else.

Rachael just kept laughing, and the mischievous flicker in her eye became more pronounced.
At that second Carolyn's other mitt broke free and joined in the combat. Only now she was going to equal Rachael's mischief, otherwise she was going to be tickled until she pissed herself.

With her newly freed hand Carolyn began tickling the inside of Rachael's thigh, while the other hand worked its way along her ribs towards the front.

Earlier in the day Rachael had been thinking about Carolyn too. She had to accept that she missed the confection and obnoxious daughter. She especially missed how Carolyn used to spend a penny her feel. Even after they had decided to just be friends at the end of the semester, she had dated 2 guy but still thought about Carolyn when she was playing with herself.

Now here she was, on top of her cute ex, and as she looked down she received a very decent eyeful of enticing cleavage. Why not ? They were both unity now, and they had said that ally with benefit could work possibly.
Rachael began rubbing herself on Carolyn's leg harder.

Carolyn noticed that and more. Rachael's breathing had gone throaty, and her face was flushed. She knew now that Rachael was provoking her on purpose, and that she must have missed her a lot more than she said. Awesome ! This night was getting very interesting.

She switched from tickling to caressing Rachael's side, slipping her other hand in between her leg and Rachael's crotch.

Rachael eyes, which had been half shut, flew open as she felt Carolyn's hand go south. She looked into those beautiful hazel eyes and before she could coyly ask what she was doing, Carolyn surged up and kissed that teasing smile.

Rachael melted into her. Molding her body to Carolyn. Her manpower slipped underneath the tank to retain the balmy knocker she had been dreaming about for the live week, ever since she had invited Carolyn over.
Carolyn moaned softly as she felt Rachael cup her tits. She began to rub firmly on Rachael's crotch through her blue jean, and felt Rachael arch towards her in reception.

Rachael was more change state on than she had been in months. She pressed herself firmly against Carolyn's touch, humping sightly. When she felt and heard Carolyn moan, she could n't resist, and slipped her tongue out to taste those sweet-flavored sass.

Carolyn was a bit storm by the tongue, but returned it with a retribution. Her hand slid to Rachael's back and pulled her closer. All while increasing the pace of her former hand.
Rachael was in electrical shock. Here she was, just rubbing against Carolyn's hand through jeans, but she felt like she was fix to cum. She must throw been turned on than she thought. Arching her vertebral column, she moved to focus the pressure where she needed it.

Carolyn heard Rachael's breathing change, and feeling her arch, knew she was close. She switched to just 2 fingers, and rubbed firmly around where her clit was.
Rachael gasped as her eubstance shuddered slightly. Every brawniness taut, straining into Carolyn's finger she orgasmed.

Afterwards she lay her head down on Carolyn 's shoulder joint, catching her breathing spell, unknowingly breathing into her ear.

Carolyn was so wet at this point that she was ready to uncase Rachael rightfield there in the life room and dishonor her soundbox until the sun came up. But she knew it might be form of hard to explicate if Chris came back other. So instead she rolled Rachael to the English, stood up and looked down at the incredibly beautiful, slightly sweaty woman before her. With a growl she swooped down and picked her up.
Rachael squealed in surprise and wrapped her arms around Carolyn's neck reflexively.

Carolyn carried her back into the bedroom where she swiftly deposited Rachael on the bed and jumped on her.

But she was going to take her meter, and tease Rachael until she begged for it. Holding herself up on one arm Carolyn softly kissed her, teasing her lips with a questing clapper. Stroking one manus along Rachael's shank, gently caressing her hip and thigh.

Slowly she moved to place brightness level candy kiss along Rachael's jaw, down her cervix, then up to her ear. She blew softly into it and nibbled the lobe. Then swiftly she nibbled back down her neck.
Rachael felt goosebumps lift when Carolyn breathed in her ear, but could n't baulk letting out a flaccid groan when she started nibbling her neck.

Hearing Rachael groan was an huge crook on for Carolyn. She loved to take heed it. Carolyn moved her destitute hand up to gently stroke Rachael's white meat through the shirt, feeling the nipple harden and try to poke through.

Using one handwriting Carolyn started to rend Rachael's shirt up, but got stuck at the weapons system. Laughing, Rachael arched up and pulled if off the respite of the way, she also reached back and unclasped her bra, flinging it across the room. Carolyn immediately sucked a tit into her mouth, kneading the other breast with her hand, lashing the tip with her spit and sucking hard.

Rachael felt every touch as if it was flame, tingling jounce raced through her body as she arched again to press herself to Carolyn.

Carolyn knew she was getting the accurate reaction she had hoped for, and decided to loosen her a bit more, switching to the other nipple so it would n't experience left out. Her free script left off fondling and caressing to slither ever so slowly down to lightly brush against Rachael's crotch through her shorts once more.

Rachael let out a sigh, cook to come again and thinking that Carolyn was about to provide just that.
But Carolyn had another idea. She let Rachael's nipple pop out, to a whimper of displeasure from Rachael, and teasingly began to trail feather soft candy kiss along her umbilicus. Rachael's displeasure changed to anticipation as Carolyn got closer and closer to where she really wanted her natural language to be. Carolyn reached the waistband and continued lower, placing candy kiss down along one inner second joint, and back up the former. She paused at the crotch and lightly nuzzled, inhaling a pleasant musky smell from the yesteryear.

The swooning nuzzling and teasing osculation were taunting Rachael, she thought she was going to go insane, but at the same sentence she was loving every second.

Carolyn moved her hand up to advert the soft skin over taut muscles of Rachael's belly. She moved her head up to the waistline again, and using her teeth and tongue worked at it and unbuttoned Rachael's jeans. Still using just her mouth Carolyn worked the shorts down while Rachael obliged by lifting her hips up so they could slide off easier.

Carolyn was driving Rachael crazy. The notion of her breath through the denim and then only panties, knowing how close-fitting she was to having Carolyn taste her, but still not quite being touched. It was torture !

Carolyn repeated her titillation kiss along the inner thighs, pausing to lightly draw the backtalk of Rachael's pussy through the panties with her knife, lightly flicking at her clit as she moved up to tangle those off too.

Finally face to face with the target of her most recent fantasies, Carolyn took a moment to relish what was to come. She glanced up and saw Rachael watching her, the lust and wanting in her eyes obvious. Carolyn smiled, locking oculus with her, and slipped a finger's breadth along the moist lips.

Rachael's eyes halfway closed in sheer pleasure, she whimpered slightly, thrusting her hip joint forward, hoping for some penetration to fall in her relief.

Carolyn laughed, and Rachael's eye snapped back open, glaring at her, a foil smell on her boldness. As she opened her mouth to command Carolyn to cease what she had started, Carolyn beat her to it, and slipped two digit inside that miserly cunt.

Rachael's breath exploded out, ending in a burden moan as Carolyn curled her finger's breadth up, pressing on her G-spot. Slowly Carolyn slid her finger's breadth completely out, circling her clit and tracing Rachael's now puffy forbidden lips. As Rachael watched Carolyn brought her fingers to her tongue and licked the glistening juices from them, sighing like a kid who just got their favorite candy. Before Rachael could comment on it, Carolyn lowered her mouth to linger right over Rachael's pussy. She inhaled deeply, smelling Rachael's rousing, seeing how wet she was. Lightly she ran her tongue along the smoothly shaved outer rim, then along the slit, savoring the sweet and tangy taste. Rachael gasped and her hands clutched at the cover.

Teasingly dense Carolyn worked her tongue in until she was as far in as she could be, probing the slick wall for places that elicited whimpers and pant from Rachael. She twirled her tongue around, watching as Rachael's hand reflexively opened and closed. She began pulling out and pressing back in, feeling Rachael thrust her pelvic girdle to meet her.

By now Carolyn was so wet she could palpate it soaking through her pantie and shortstop, she just had to hear Rachael scream. So she pulled her tongue out and began circling Rachael's clit, gently at first, but with increasing pressure sensation as Rachael's moans grew louder. When Rachael's legs started to tense up, and her breather was coming in brusk gasps, Carolyn knew she was shut down, but she did n't want Rachael to just cum, she had to make her coming intemperate enough to hollo. She brought her deal back and slipped a finger back inside, curling it to stroke in and out, pressing along that magic spot on each thrust.

Rachael 's hand jerked over and rested on Carolyn's head, running her finger through the flaccid hair's-breadth, pressing Carolyn's mouth more firmly to her crotch.

Carolyn responded by slipping a second finger inside her, stretching her grasping walls.
Rachael could n't serve herself anymore, she gripped Carolyn's tomentum in a fist and moaned out her figure, begging for more.

Hearing her lover call out her name pushed Carolyn over the edge, she came without even touching herself, moaning onto Rachael's clit as she continued to lash the little nub while pumping her finger in and out at a rapid speed.

All of a sudden Rachael's pussy clamped down, trapping Carolyn's finger's breadth, while a shot of tangy cum squirted directly onto Carolyn's knife.

Rachael had squirted before, but it was still a fairly rarified occurrent, one Carolyn treasured beyond anything else, because it meant she had pleased Rachael to the gamey extent she possibly could.

As Carolyn tasted the fruit of her lying-in she moaned again. The quiver going straight to Rachael's clit once again, fueling one of the hardest coming of her life, and triggering another jet of fille cum. Carolyn kept up flicking her tongue as fast as possible, almost vibrating it against the tip of Rachael's clit as she continued to cum, letting lax loud moans along with some unintelligible curses and a few oh my god 's. At this point Rachael's lower soundbox was hovering off the bed, hips held in the air with Carolyn having to chamfer her pile to keep up the almost terrible stratum of sheer pleasure.

Rachael was beyond thought as each flick of Carolyn's natural language made her unhurt body tense more, jounce of lightning racing through her consistency, each nerve tingling and straining for more.

Carolyn was relentless as she wriggled her fingers around inside, and continued fast, firm strokes of her tongue.
Rachael was nearly sobbing in ecstasy, she grabbed a pillow to muffle her sidesplitter, not wanting any inquisitive neighbors to come around wondering who sounded like they were either being murdered, or being given a idea blowing orgasm.

Finally, as Rachael began to arrive down Carolyn switched to farsighted firm licks to draw out the last shakiness bit, slowly withdrawing her fingers from the relaxing frailty handle that Rachael's snatch had on them. Rachael gently disengaged her fingers from Carolyn's hair's-breadth as she crawled up to spoon next to Rachael, kissing her gently and letting her taste herself on her lips.

As the two of them lay there, sweaty and smelling like sex, they fell asleep cuddled together. Rachael's last thought process was that she would definitely have to return Carolyn in the aurora. Maybe a naked wake up call would do the trick.







Thank you for choosing to read my story. I have not written many, and the few I have are usually inspired by real life-time, personal fantasies, the fantasies of friends, or some combining thereof. Please feel gratis to forget scuttlebutt with advice or constructive criticism, as I am always striving to do wagerer .