As the water ran down her body, Carolyn thought ahead to this eventide.
I wonder what will happen ? I wonder if she misses me as just a friend or maybe more ? I guess i 'll just experience to wait and see. I 'll bring it coolheaded, in case she is just wanting to be Quaker, but if more happens, i 'm definitely not going to fight it.

As Carolyn soaped her perky 34D chest her psyche wandered to one of the hold up times 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 flick when Rachael had grabbed her a little tighter and buried her face in Carolyn's neck. Carolyn's attention instantly diverted from a giant snake eating the token buff sinister guy to the aphrodisiacal woman laying beside her.

She wrapped an arm around Rachael and stroked her incline softly, trying not to laugh, it was a slaphappy b movie that should n't be capable to frighten away a 7 yr old. Rachael relaxed slowly and started breathing in Carolyn's ear, which of grade was one of her major turn ons, and the little minx knew it !

At this point Carolyn started rubbing liquid ecstasy over the rest of her consistency, as she moved lower she closed her eye and the gesture and thoughts caught up with her. Her nipples hardened and her breath came quicker. Noticing this she opened her eyes and chuckled.
I really hope Rachael is wanting to hang out for Sir Thomas More reasonableness than just visiting card and a movie.

After her shower bath Carolyn took foresighted to get ready than rule. She usually just fuddle on whatever jeans were clean and a comfortable t-shirt, pulled her fuzz up into a ponytail, and went about her day. She was what you would phone a tom-boy. Not really worried about appearances. But she was still a good looker. 23 with sensitive duration ruby-red brown haircloth with rude high spot, stunning hazel tree eyes, 5'7 with a nicely built gymnastic body, and with a beneficial bit of determine sinew.
But she wanted to look a little nicer tonight for Rachael, it would n't hurt her chances at a bit more, right ?

She chose a gracious dyad of khaki shorts, and a colorful storage tank that she knew was one of Rachael's favorites. It was one of her darling colors, and fairly low cut, so if she was sitting in bed or on the sofa, Rachael, who was taller than her, could see a nice view down the shirt.

As she brushed her pilus she decided to depart it down, knowing Rachael liked it that way, and even break, she used to be intimate running her fingerbreadth through it as Carolyn made her scream.
Carolyn reigned her nous away from that mental mental image, it would n't do to record up screwball horny if all Rachael wanted when she had invited her over was to genuinely have just a friendly Night of biz and a couple drinks, maybe muff off steam from work and the finish ex beau 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 friend, then Carolyn would be that friend.
But just in pillow slip Carolyn took redundant care to trim and file her nails, better to be prepared right ?

At 4 she texted Rachael that she was on her way with the potable supply, and hopped in the car. When she got to Rachael's sign of the zodiac she parked behind the old project truck, pleased to point out forward motion on the body study, however it meant Rachael was frustrated and looking for projects to glow it off. As she was bending over to grab the bottle off the back backside floorboard Rachael made her visual aspect with a whistle and a light smack on her ass.

Carolyn jumped up, feeding bottle in hand laughing, threatening her to not start anything she was n't going to finish. She gave Rachael a one-armed hug, noticing a light citrus tree scent, one of her favorites. Rachael looked her usual gorgeous ego, 5'10 with curly dark brownness hair, hazel eyes with flecks of gold that Carolyn used to love staring in to. She was flaunting her 25 class old hourglass figure with a fast tankful top and a pair of shorts that left very little to the imagination.
Maybe tonight will be really fun after all.

Both of them headed inside laughing. Carolyn stashed the vodka in the deep freezer to let it cool down, while they cooked dinner and made some fingerbreadth nosh foods. Chris, Rachael's 7 year old sidekick, was running around underfoot, sneaking bites while they both humored him. While Rachael cooked the chicken, Carolyn made the collation, and mashed potatoes. They even got Chris to microwave the peas.
When everything was done all 3 sat down on the couch and ate while watching Chris'new favorite sketch. After dinner Carolyn helped Rachael with the dishes. Joking back and Forth with Rachael, trading report about what they had been up to since they had survive hung out.

After stunner they lounged on the couch with Chris and watched tv for a bit. unsmooth caparison during the commercials, at one point all 3 were involved in a steel fight with wrapping paper tubes, each person grabbing a pillow for a buckler, which decimated the support elbow room, leaving pillows scattered everywhere after the sword fight ended in an all out pillow brawl.

When the sound rang Chris ran to get it, after a minuted he reappeared and asked if he could go spend the night at the neighbor 's house with his acquaintance Travis.
After a few minutes of scrounging up dress and a toothbrush, and a quick hug for his sister, Chris ran out the doorway.

With the house to themselves, Carolyn offered to fix Rachael a drink if she would ascertain the cards. After an hour of drinking plot, where Rachael ranted about her ex asshole boyfriend, both were feeling buzzed, but neither wanted to get wasted, so they decided to watch a movie. Carolyn mixed a new set of drunkenness and sat down on the lounge while Rachael put in a comedy. Rachael plopped down next to Carolyn and took a good drink, letting out a mighty belch, then started giggling so hard she could n't breathe. It did n't serve that halfway through Carolyn started tickling her. As Rachael wiggled around trying to escape, pleading for Carolyn to stop she slid off the couch. Carolyn was laughing so hard she could n't even apologize.

Rachael popped up, glaring at Carolyn, demanding she hitch laughing. Of course the sight of Rachael standing there, paw on her hip joint, hair flying everywhere, trying to look severe only made Carolyn laugh harder. Then Carolyn noticed that Rachael's storage tank had slid down a bit, revealing some purplish lace from her bra. As Rachael 's chest heaved from sweat, Carolyn's brain took a quick dive down to the trough.

Unfortunately Rachael tugged her shirt back up a bit, just covering the enticing glance of lace, and launched herself at Carolyn. If Rachael was ticklish, Carolyn was 10 time more so. And Rachael put her knowledge of where to serious use.

Carolyn tried to slew off the couch and evasion, but Rachael had straddled her lap, kneeling on either side, pinning her branch down too. Carolyn tried to jerk her off, twisting from side to side, eventually she managed to work a bridge player free and began tickling Rachael back. Both women were laughing and gasping, writhing around like lilliputian girls. But something Carolyn did n't know, was that her thigh was rubbing directly on Rachael's crotch, and as she twisted from slope to side Rachael was getting a bit of a thrill. Rachael found herself pressing More firmly into Carolyn's leg, and her hands seemed to wonder of their own accord closer to underneath Carolyn's nipple.

As Carolyn was about to say uncle, she noticed the smell in Rachael's eye change. The fun was still there, but so was something else. During the wrestling Carolyn 's hand had snuck underneath Rachael's shirt to vellicate bare skin. Carolyn focused on getting her former helping hand loose. With the sternest part she could summon while trying not to laugh, she told Rachael she better halt or else.

Rachael just kept laughing, and the mischievous glint in her eye became more pronounced.
At that minute Carolyn's former paw broke free and joined in the fight. Only now she was going to match Rachael's maleficence, otherwise she was going to be tickled until she pissed herself.

With her newly freed paw Carolyn began tickling the inside of Rachael's second joint, while the early manus worked its way along her ribs towards the front.

Earlier in the day Rachael had been thinking about Carolyn too. She had to admit that she missed the confection and obnoxious female child. She especially missed how Carolyn used to build her feel. Even after they had decided to just be friends at the end of the semester, she had dated 2 cat 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 nice eyeful of enticing cleavage. Why not ? They were both I now, and they had said that booster with benefits could work possibly.
Rachael began rubbing herself on Carolyn's leg harder.

Carolyn noticed that and Thomas 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 bear missed her a lot Thomas More than she said. awe-inspiring ! This night was getting very interesting.

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

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

Rachael melted into her. Molding her organic structure to Carolyn. Her hands slipped underneath the army tank to arrest the balmy breasts she had been dreaming about for the live on hebdomad, ever since she had invited Carolyn over.
Carolyn moaned softly as she felt Rachael cup her titmouse. She began to rub firmly on Rachael's crotch through her denim, and felt Rachael arch towards her in response.

Rachael was more turned on than she had been in calendar month. 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 knife out to savor those dessert lips.

Carolyn was a bit surprised by the glossa, but returned it with a payback. Her hand slid to Rachael's back and pulled her closer. All while increasing the stride of her other hand.
Rachael was in stupor. Here she was, just rubbing against Carolyn's hand through jeans, but she felt like she was ready to cum. She must have been randy than she thought. Arching her back, she moved to concentre 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 trunk shuddered slightly. Every muscle taut, straining into Carolyn's finger's breadth she orgasmed.

Afterwards she lay her head down on Carolyn 's berm, catching her hint, unknowingly breathing into her ear.

Carolyn was so wet at this point that she was ready to strip Rachael right there in the bread and butter room and enrapture her body until the sun came up. But she knew it might be kind of gruelling to excuse if Chris came back early on. So instead she rolled Rachael to the side, stood up and looked down at the incredibly beautiful, slightly sweaty char 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 backrest into the bedroom where she swiftly deposited Rachael on the bed and jumped on her.

But she was going to aim her time, and vamp Rachael until she begged for it. Holding herself up on one arm Carolyn softly kissed her, teasing her lips with a questing spit. Stroking one hired man along Rachael's waist, gently caressing her hip and thigh.

Slowly she moved to order light kiss along Rachael's jaw, down her neck opening, 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 rise when Carolyn breathed in her ear, but could n't defy letting out a gentle moan when she started nibbling her neck.

auditory sense Rachael groan was an Brobdingnagian good turn on for Carolyn. She loved to hear it. Carolyn moved her free hand up to gently stroke Rachael's knocker through the shirt, feeling the teat harden and try to stab through.

Using one hand Carolyn started to pull Rachael's shirt up, but got stuck at the weapons system. Laughing, Rachael arched up and pulled if off the rest 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 tongue and sucking hard.

Rachael felt every tactual sensation as if it was fervor, tingling jerking raced through her soundbox as she arched again to agitate herself to Carolyn.

Carolyn knew she was getting the precise response she had hoped for, and decided to tease her a bit more, switching to the early nipple so it would n't feel left out. Her relinquish script left off fondling and caressing to slide ever so slowly down to lightly brush against Rachael's crotch through her underdrawers once more.

Rachael let out a sigh, ready 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 chase after feather easy kisses along her omphalos. Rachael's displeasure changed to anticipation as Carolyn got closer and closer to where she really wanted her tongue to be. Carolyn reached the waistband and continued lower, placing kisses down along one inner thigh, and back up the other. She paused at the crotch and lightly nuzzled, inhaling a pleasant musky odour from the past.

The idle nuzzling and tantalization kisses were taunting Rachael, she thought she was going to go insane, but at the same fourth dimension she was loving every second.

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

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

Carolyn repeated her tickling kisses along the inner thigh, pausing to lightly trace the backtalk of Rachael's pussy through the step-in with her natural language, lightly flicking at her clit as she moved up to hang back those off too.

Finally face to grimace with the object of her most recent fancy, Carolyn took a minute to savor what was to come. She glanced up and saw Rachael watching her, the lust and wanting in her heart obvious. Carolyn smiled, locking centre 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 hips forward, hoping for some incursion to give her relief.

Carolyn laughed, and Rachael's eye snapped back open, glaring at her, a thwart expression on her face. As she opened her mouth to control Carolyn to finish up what she had started, Carolyn beat her to it, and slipped two fingers inside that tight pussy.

Rachael's breathing space exploded out, ending in a load moan as Carolyn curled her finger's breadth up, pressing on her G-spot. Slowly Carolyn slid her fingers completely out, circling her clit and tracing Rachael's now puffy outer lips. As Rachael watched Carolyn brought her digit to her tongue and licked the glistening juices from them, sighing like a kid who just got their preferred candy. Before Rachael could comment on it, Carolyn lowered her oral cavity to hover right over Rachael's pussy. She inhaled deeply, smelling Rachael's arousal, seeing how wet she was. Lightly she ran her tongue along the smoothly shaved out sass, then along the slit, savoring the sweet and sourish perceptiveness. Rachael gasped and her hands clutched at the blanket.

Teasingly ho-hum Carolyn worked her tongue in until she was as far in as she could be, probing the glossy rampart for places that elicited whimpers and gasps from Rachael. She twirled her clapper around, watching as Rachael's men reflexively opened and closed. She began pulling out and pressing back in, feeling Rachael thrust her hips to meet her.

By now Carolyn was so wet she could feel it soaking through her pantie and shorts, she just had to hear Rachael scream. So she pulled her tongue out and began circling Rachael's clit, gently at beginning, but with increasing force per unit area as Rachael's moan grew louder. When Rachael's legs started to tense up, and her breath was coming in short gasp, Carolyn knew she was close, but she did n't want Rachael to just cum, she had to make her orgasm hard enough to shout. She brought her script back and slipped a digit back inside, curling it to stroke in and out, pressing along that illusion spot on each thrust.

Rachael 's bridge player jerked over and rested on Carolyn's head, running her fingers through the subdued 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 help herself anymore, she gripped Carolyn's pilus in a fist and moaned out her name, begging for more.

sense of 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 flog the little nub while pumping her digit in and out at a rapid speed.

All of a sudden Rachael's pussy clamped down, trapping Carolyn's fingerbreadth, while a snap of lemonlike cum squirted directly onto Carolyn's clapper.

Rachael had squirted before, but it was still a fairly rare occurrence, one Carolyn treasured beyond anything else, because it meant she had proud of Rachael to the highest extent she possibly could.

As Carolyn tasted the fruit of her labor movement she moaned again. The quiver going straight to Rachael's clit once again, fueling one of the hardest orgasms of her life, and triggering another jet of miss cum. Carolyn kept up flicking her spit as fast as possible, almost vibrating it against the tip of Rachael's clitoris as she continued to cum, letting loose garish moans along with some opaque curse word and a few oh my god 's. At this point Rachael's lour eubstance was hovering off the bed, pelvic girdle held in the air with Carolyn having to chase her down to preserve up the almost painful spirit level of sheer pleasure.

Rachael was beyond thought as each picture show of Carolyn's tongue made her entirely trunk tense more, jerking of lightning racing through her torso, each heart tingle and straining for more.

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

Finally, as Rachael began to hail down Carolyn switched to long firm licks to depict out the final stage shaking here and now, slowly withdrawing her digit from the relaxing vice grip that Rachael's pussy had on them. Rachael gently disengaged her fingers from Carolyn's hair as she crawled up to spoon next to Rachael, kissing her gently and letting her taste herself on her rim.

As the two of them lay there, sweaty and smelling like sex, they fell asleep cuddled together. Rachael's last thinking was that she would definitely have to requite Carolyn in the morning time. Maybe a au naturel wake up telephone 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 veridical life, personal phantasy, the illusion of booster, or some combination thereof. Please feel innocent to leave comments with advice or constructive criticism, as I am always striving to do serious .