Fun With The Ex, After All, Who Said We Could N'T Just Be Friends, With Welfare ?


Fantasy, Gay, Lesbian, Masturbation, Oral-Sex
As the water system 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 more ? I guess i 'll just have to expect and see. I 'll play it cool, in face she is just wanting to be ally, but if more happens, i 'm definitely not going to fight it.

As Carolyn soaped her perky 34D chest her head wandered to one of the finis 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 lilliputian tighter and buried her nerve in Carolyn's neck. Carolyn's attention instantly diverted from a giant Snake eating the token buff black guy to the sexy woman laying beside her.

She wrapped an arm around Rachael and stroked her side softly, trying not to laugh, it was a silly b picture that should n't be able to scare off a 7 year old. Rachael relaxed slowly and started breathing in Carolyn's ear, which of course was one of her Major act ons, and the lilliputian minx knew it !

At this head Carolyn started rubbing max over the rest of her physical structure, as she moved lower she closed her middle and the motility 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 flow out for more grounds than just cards and a movie.

After her shower Carolyn took farsighted to get ready than formula. She usually just cast on whatever jeans were fresh 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 appearances. But she was still a honest smasher. 23 with mass medium length reddish brown hair with cancel highlight, stunning hazelnut eyes, 5'7 with a nicely built athletic body, and with a proficient bit of define muscle.
But she wanted to depend a picayune nicer tonight for Rachael, it would n't bruise her chances at a bit more, right ?

She chose a nicer duad of khaki shorts, and a colorful tank that she knew was one of Rachael's ducky. 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 squeamish view down the shirt.

As she brushed her tomentum she decided to leave it down, knowing Rachael liked it that way, and even skilful, she used to get it on running her fingers through it as Carolyn made her scream.
Carolyn reigned her mind away from that mental epitome, it would n't do to show up wild horny if all Rachael wanted when she had invited her over was to genuinely have just a favorable Night of secret plan and a couple deglutition, maybe boast 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 friend, then Carolyn would be that friend.
But just in event Carolyn took extra care to lop and file her nails, comfortably to be prepared right ?

At 4 she texted Rachael that she was on her way with the drinkable supplying, and hopped in the car. When she got to Rachael's household she parked behind the old project hand truck, pleased to observe onward motion on the consistence oeuvre, however it meant Rachael was frustrated and looking for projects to burn up it off. As she was bending over to snaffle the nursing bottle off the back tail floorboard Rachael made her appearance with a pennywhistle and a unhorse skag on her ass.

Carolyn jumped up, bottle in hand laughing, threatening her to not start anything she was n't going to land up. She gave Rachael a one-armed hug, noticing a weak citrus fragrance, one of her front-runner. Rachael looked her usual gorgeous self, 5'10 with curly dark brown hair, hazelnut eyes with dapple of gold that Carolyn used to make out staring in to. She was flaunting her 25 year old hourglass image with a tight tank top and a pair of boxers that left very petty 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 and made some finger nosh food for thought. Chris, Rachael's 7 year old brother, was running around underfoot, sneaking bites while they both humored him. While Rachael cooked the chicken, Carolyn made the snacks, and mashed tater. 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 dearie cartoon. After dinner party Carolyn helped Rachael with the dishes. Joking back and forth with Rachael, trading stories about what they had been up to since they had last hung out.

After stunner they lounged on the couch with Chris and watched tv for a bit. Rough trapping during the commercial, at one power point all 3 were involved in a sword battle with wrapping paper subway system, each person grabbing a pillow for a buckler, which decimated the sustenance room, leaving pillows scattered everywhere after the sword fighting ended in an all out pillow free-for-all.

When the phone rang Chris ran to get it, after a minuted he reappeared and asked if he could go expend the night at the neighbor 's family with his admirer Travis.
After a few moment of scrounging up clothes and a toothbrush, and a quick hug for his sister, Chris ran out the door.

With the house to themselves, Carolyn offered to fix Rachael a beverage if she would detect the poster. After an hr of drinking game, where Rachael ranted about her ex asshole fellow, both were feeling buzzed, but neither wanted to get wasted, so they decided to watch a movie. Carolyn mixed a new set of drinks and sat down on the couch while Rachael put in a clowning. Rachael plopped down next to Carolyn and took a good drink, letting out a mighty burp, then started giggling so hard she could n't rest. It did n't help that halfway through Carolyn started tickling her. As Rachael wiggled around trying to lam, pleading for Carolyn to intercept she slid off the couch. Carolyn was laughing so hard she could n't even apologize.

Rachael popped up, glaring at Carolyn, demanding she stop laughing. Of course the sight of Rachael standing there, hired man on her hips, hair flying everywhere, trying to look serious only made Carolyn laugh harder. Then Carolyn noticed that Rachael's tank had slid down a bit, revealing some purple lace from her bra. As Rachael 's pectus heaved from exertion, Carolyn's brain took a prompt dive down to the sewer.

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

Carolyn tried to slip off the couch and escape, but Rachael had straddled her lap, kneeling on either position, pinning her sleeve down too. Carolyn tried to shoot her off, twisting from English to side, eventually she managed to work a hand free and began tickling Rachael back. Both women were laughing and gasping, writhing around like footling fille. But something Carolyn did n't know, was that her thigh was rubbing directly on Rachael's genital organ, and as she twisted from side to side Rachael was getting a bit of a bang. Rachael found herself pressing more than firmly into Carolyn's leg, and her hands seemed to wonder of their own accord 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 tickle bare skin. Carolyn focused on getting her other hand loose. With the sternest voice she could come up while trying not to laugh, she told Rachael she better block or else.

Rachael just kept laughing, and the pixilated glint in her eye became more enunciate.
At that bit Carolyn's former bridge player broke free and joined in the fight. Only now she was going to match 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 former hired man worked its way along her costa towards the front.

Earlier in the day Rachael had been thinking about Carolyn too. She had to allow in that she missed the afters and obnoxious girl. She especially missed how Carolyn used to have her feel. Even after they had decided to just be ally 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 nice eyeful of enticing segmentation. Why not ? They were both exclusive now, and they had said that ally with benefits could go possibly.
Rachael began rubbing herself on Carolyn's leg harder.

Carolyn noticed that and more. Rachael's breathing had gone throaty, and her expression was flushed. She knew now that Rachael was provoking her on design, 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 bridge player in between her leg and Rachael's genitals.

Rachael centre, which had been half shut, flew unfastened as she felt Carolyn's hand go due 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 tankful to hold the soft boob she had been dreaming about for the go workweek, 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 jeans, 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 contact, humping sightly. When she felt and heard Carolyn groan, she could n't resist, and slipped her lingua out to taste those perfumed lips.

Carolyn was a bit surprised by the tongue, but returned it with a retribution. Her hand slid to Rachael's back and pulled her closer. All while increasing the gait of her other hand.
Rachael was in shock. Here she was, just rubbing against Carolyn's paw through denim, but she felt like she was ready to cum. She must cause been corneous than she thought. Arching her back, she moved to centre the air pressure where she needed it.

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

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

Carolyn was so wet at this point that she was prepare to strip Rachael right there in the living room and delight her dead body until the sun came up. But she knew it might be kind of gruelling to explain if Chris came back early. So instead she rolled Rachael to the incline, stood up and looked down at the incredibly beautiful, slightly sweaty womanhood before her. With a growl she swooped down and picked her up.
Rachael squealed in surprisal and wrapped her blazon around Carolyn's neck reflexively.

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

But she was going to take her prison term, and tease Rachael until she begged for it. Holding herself up on one arm Carolyn softly kissed her, teasing her lips with a questing natural language. Stroking one manus along Rachael's waist, gently caressing her hip and second joint.

Slowly she moved to lay light candy kiss along Rachael's jaw, down her neck, 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 stand firm letting out a balmy groan when she started nibbling her neck.

Hearing Rachael moan was an immense turn on for Carolyn. She loved to hear it. Carolyn moved her free hired hand up to gently stroke Rachael's chest through the shirt, feeling the teat harden and try to poke through.

Using one helping hand Carolyn started to pull Rachael's shirt up, but got stuck at the arms. 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 mammilla into her backtalk, kneading the former boob with her mitt, lashing the tip with her tongue and sucking hard.

Rachael felt every touch as if it was attack, tingling jar raced through her physical structure as she arched again to press herself to Carolyn.

Carolyn knew she was getting the demand 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 absolve hired man left off fondling and caressing to slide ever so slowly down to lightly brush against Rachael's crotch through her short pants once more.

Rachael let out a sigh, ready to come again and thinking that Carolyn was about to leave just that.
But Carolyn had another mind. She let Rachael's nipple pop out, to a whine of displeasure from Rachael, and teasingly began to tag feather delicate osculation along her navel. Rachael's displeasure changed to anticipation as Carolyn got closer and closer to where she really wanted her tongue to be. Carolyn reached the sash and continued get down, placing osculation down along one inner thigh, and back up the other. She paused at the fork and lightly nuzzled, inhaling a pleasant musky scent from the past.

The ignite nuzzling and teasing 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 bridge player up to touch the soft skin over taut muscles of Rachael's belly. She moved her head up to the waist again, and using her teeth and clapper worked at it and unbuttoned Rachael's dungaree. Still using just her mouth Carolyn worked the boxers down while Rachael obliged by lifting her hips up so they could slue off easier.

Carolyn was driving Rachael crazy. The feeling of her hint through the blue jean and then only step-in, knowing how stuffy she was to having Carolyn gustatory sensation her, but still not quite being touched. It was torture !

Carolyn repeated her tickling buss along the inside thighs, pausing to lightly trace the sass of Rachael's pussy through the panties with her tongue, lightly flicking at her clit as she moved up to drag those off too.

Finally face to grimace with the aim of her most recent phantasy, Carolyn took a bit to enjoy what was to come. She glanced up and saw Rachael watching her, the lustfulness and wanting in her eyes obvious. Carolyn smiled, locking eyes with her, and slipped a finger along the moist lip.

Rachael's eyes halfway closed in sheer delight, she whimpered slightly, thrusting her coxa forward, hoping for some incursion to give her relief.

Carolyn laughed, and Rachael's eye snapped back unresolved, glaring at her, a thwarted smell on her face. As she opened her oral fissure to command Carolyn to fetch up what she had started, Carolyn beat her to it, and slipped two finger inside that tight pussy.

Rachael's breath exploded out, ending in a onus moan as Carolyn curled her fingers up, pressing on her G-spot. Slowly Carolyn slid her finger's breadth completely out, circling her clit and tracing Rachael's now puffy outer sass. 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 oral cavity to hover right over Rachael's pussy. She inhaled deeply, smelling Rachael's foreplay, seeing how wet she was. Lightly she ran her tongue along the smoothly shaved outer lips, then along the dent, savoring the sweetness and tangy taste sensation. Rachael gasped and her hands clutched at the blanket.

Teasingly slack Carolyn worked her glossa in until she was as far in as she could be, probing the slick magazine paries for places that elicited whimpers and gasps from Rachael. She twirled her spit around, watching as Rachael's hands reflexively opened and closed. She began pulling out and pressing back in, feeling Rachael thrust her hip to meet her.

By now Carolyn was so wet she could palpate it soaking through her pantie and shorts, she just had to hear Rachael screaming. So she pulled her tongue out and began circling Rachael's clitoris, gently at first, but with increasing pressure level as Rachael's groan grew louder. When Rachael's legs started to tense, and her breathing space was coming in short gasps, Carolyn knew she was close, but she did n't want Rachael to just cum, she had to make her orgasm hard enough to hollo. She brought her deal back and slipped a finger back inside, curling it to stroke in and out, pressing along that magical stain on each thrust.

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

Carolyn responded by slipping a second finger inside her, stretching her seizing walls.
Rachael could n't help herself anymore, she gripped Carolyn's hair in a fist and moaned out her name, begging for more.

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

All of a sudden Rachael's kitty clamped down, trapping Carolyn's finger's breadth, while a slam of tart cum squirted directly onto Carolyn's tongue.

Rachael had squirted before, but it was still a fairly rarified 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 she moaned again. The oscillation going straight to Rachael's clit once again, fueling one of the hardest coming of her life, and triggering another jet of daughter cum. Carolyn kept up flicking her glossa as fasting as possible, almost vibrating it against the tip of Rachael's clit as she continued to cum, letting loose loud groan along with some unintelligible curses and a few oh my god 's. At this gunpoint Rachael's blue body was hovering off the bed, hips held in the air with Carolyn having to dog her pile to keep up the almost afflictive level of sheer pleasure.

Rachael was beyond thought as each motion picture of Carolyn's tongue made her hale body tense more, jolt of lightning racing through her body, each nerve tingling and straining for more.

Carolyn was relentless as she wriggled her fingers around inside, and continued fast, business firm separatrix of her tongue.
Rachael was nearly sobbing in hug drug, she grabbed a pillow to tone down her thigh-slapper, not wanting any questioning neighbour to come around wondering who sounded like they were either being murdered, or being given a mind blowing orgasm.

Finally, as Rachael began to come down Carolyn switched to farsighted business firm licks to draw out the last vibration mo, slowly withdrawing her finger from the relaxing vice grip that Rachael's pussy had on them. Rachael gently disengaged her fingerbreadth from Carolyn's hair as she crawled up to spoon following to Rachael, kissing her gently and letting her taste herself on her mouth.

As the two of them lay there, sweaty and smelling like sex, they fell asleep cuddled together. Rachael's conclusion thought was that she would definitely get to repay Carolyn in the break of the day. Maybe a au naturel Wake Island up margin call would do the trick.







Thank you for choosing to translate my narrative. I have not written many, and the few I have are usually inspired by real aliveness, personal illusion, the fantasies of friends, or some compounding thereof. Please feel free to leave remark with advice or constructive criticism, as I am always striving to do better .
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