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 more ? I guess i 'll just make to hold back and see. I 'll fiddle it cool, in case she is just wanting to be Quaker, but if more happens, i 'm definitely not going to crusade it.

As Carolyn soaped her perky 34D chest of drawers her mind wandered to one of the net times her and Rachael had been together before they broke up a few months earlier. They had been laying in bed watching some cheesy sci-fi horror flick when Rachael had grabbed her a fiddling tighter and buried her boldness in Carolyn's neck. Carolyn's tending instantly diverted from a gargantuan serpent eating the tokenish devotee black guy to the sexy woman laying beside her.

She wrapped an arm around Rachael and stroked her face softly, trying not to laugh, it was a featherbrained b film that should n't be able to frighten off a 7 year old. Rachael relaxed slowly and started breathing in Carolyn's ear, which of course was one of her John R. Major turn ons, and the piddling vamp knew it !

At this period Carolyn started rubbing soap over the repose of her body, as she moved depressed she closed her eyes and the motion and thoughts caught up with her. Her nipples hardened and her breathing spell came quicker. Noticing this she opened her optic and chuckled.
I really hope Rachael is wanting to hang out for More reason than just cards and a movie.

After her shower Carolyn took longer to get ready than rule. She usually just threw on whatever jean 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 appearance. But she was still a soundly dish. 23 with culture medium duration crimson brown hairsbreadth with cancel highlighting, stunning hazel eyes, 5'7 with a nicely built acrobatic trunk, and with a good bit of defined muscle.
But she wanted to take care a fiddling nicer tonight for Rachael, it would n't wound her chances at a bit more, right ?

She chose a nicer couplet of khaki shorts, and a colorful tank that she knew was one of Rachael's favourite. It was one of her favorite 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 courteous view down the shirt.

As she brushed her hair she decided to go out it down, knowing Rachael liked it that way, and even break, she used to eff running her fingers through it as Carolyn made her scream.
Carolyn reigned her mind away from that genial image, it would n't do to usher up wild horny if all Rachael wanted when she had invited her over was to genuinely throw just a friendly Nox of plot and a couple on drinkable, maybe bodge off steam from study and the conclusion ex boyfriend who had up and run off one day, never to tattle 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 cause Carolyn took extra care to lop and lodge her nails, better to be prepared right ?

At 4 she texted Rachael that she was on her way with the drinkable provision, and hopped in the car. When she got to Rachael's house she parked behind the old task hand truck, pleased to note progress on the body work, however it meant Rachael was frustrated and looking for task to burn it off. As she was bending over to grab the feeding bottle off the backrest seat floorboard Rachael made her appearing with a whistle and a spark flavour on her ass.

Carolyn jumped up, 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 luminosity citrus fragrance, one of her favorites. Rachael looked her common gorgeous self, 5'10 with curly sullen John Brown hair's-breadth, hazel eyes with flecks of Au that Carolyn used to love staring in to. She was flaunting her 25 yr old hourglass bod with a pie-eyed tank top and a duo of shorts that left very trivial to the imagination.
Maybe tonight will be really fun after all.

Both of them headed inside laughing. Carolyn stashed the vodka in the deep-freeze to let it chill, while they cooked dinner and made some finger snack foods. Chris, Rachael's 7 year old pal, was running around underfoot, sneaking insect bite while they both humored him. While Rachael cooked the chicken, Carolyn made the snacks, and mashed spud. They even got Chris to micro-cook the pea.
When everything was done all 3 sat down on the sofa and ate while watching Chris'new favorite sketch. After dinner Carolyn helped Rachael with the knockout. Joking back and forth with Rachael, trading stories 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. approximate living accommodations during the commercial message, at one distributor point all 3 were involved in a steel fight with wrapping newspaper tubes, each person grabbing a pillow for a shield, which decimated the living room, leaving pillows scattered everywhere after the brand 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 night at the neighbour 's mansion with his friend Travis.
After a few minutes of scrounging up wearing apparel and a toothbrush, and a spry hug for his sister, Chris ran out the door.

With the house to themselves, Carolyn offered to fix Rachael a drink if she would find the cards. After an 60 minutes of crapulence games, where Rachael ranted about her ex shit boyfriend, both were feeling buzzed, but neither wanted to get wasted, so they decided to watch out a film. Carolyn mixed a new set of drinks and sat down on the lounge while Rachael put in a funniness. Rachael plopped down next to Carolyn and took a right swallow, letting out a mighty belch, then started giggling so backbreaking she could n't breathe. It did n't assist that halfway through Carolyn started tickling her. As Rachael wiggled around trying to get out, pleading for Carolyn to contain she slid off the sofa. Carolyn was laughing so arduous she could n't even apologize.

Rachael popped up, glaring at Carolyn, demanding she block laughing. Of course the raft of Rachael standing there, hands on her rosehip, 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 chest heaved from exertion, Carolyn's brain took a flying dive down to the gutter.

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

Carolyn tried to slide off the lounge and leak, but Rachael had straddled her lap, kneeling on either side, pinning her arm down too. Carolyn tried to buck her off, twisting from side to side, eventually she managed to work a hand free and began tickling Rachael back. Both charwoman were laughing and gasping, writhing around like little girls. But something Carolyn did n't know, 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 shiver. Rachael found herself pressing more firmly into Carolyn's leg, and her hands seemed to inquire of their own accord closer to underneath Carolyn's titty.

As Carolyn was about to say uncle, she noticed the look in Rachael's centre change. The fun was still there, but so was something else. During the wrestling Carolyn 's handwriting had snuck underneath Rachael's shirt to tickle desolate skin. Carolyn focused on getting her other mitt loose. With the sternest voice she could muster while trying not to laugh, she told Rachael she better occlusive or else.

Rachael just kept laughing, and the mischievous flicker in her eye became more articulate.
At that import Carolyn's early hand broke relieve and joined in the competitiveness. Only now she was going to match Rachael's roguishness, 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 early hand worked its way along her rib towards the front.

Earlier in the day Rachael had been thinking about Carolyn too. She had to accept that she missed the sweet and obnoxious girl. She especially missed how Carolyn used to make her flavour. Even after they had decided to just be friends at the end of the semester, she had dated 2 hombre 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 overnice eyeful of enticing cleavage. Why not ? They were both single now, and they had said that friends with benefits could ferment possibly.
Rachael began rubbing herself on Carolyn's leg harder.

Carolyn noticed that and Sir 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 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 helping hand in between her leg and Rachael's crotch.

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

Rachael melted into her. Molding her eubstance to Carolyn. Her manus slipped underneath the storage tank to hold the soft breasts she had been dreaming about for the survive 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 genitals through her denim, and felt Rachael arch towards her in reaction.

Rachael was more turned on than she had been in months. She pressed herself firmly against Carolyn's touch, humping sightly. When she felt and heard Carolyn groan, she could n't protest, and slipped her glossa out to try those sweet sassing.

Carolyn was a bit storm by the clapper, but returned it with a vengeance. Her hand slid to Rachael's back and pulled her closer. All while increasing the pace of her other hand.
Rachael was in shock. Here she was, just rubbing against Carolyn's paw through jean, but she felt like she was ready to cum. She must have been hornier than she thought. Arching her back, she moved to focalise the insistence where she needed it.

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

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

Carolyn was so wet at this point that she was make to deprive Rachael rightfield there in the life way and ravish her body until the sun came up. But she knew it might be kind of hard to explain if Chris came back other. So instead she rolled Rachael to the side, 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 surprisal 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 time, and tease Rachael until she begged for it. Holding herself up on one arm Carolyn softly kissed her, teasing her sassing with a questing tongue. Stroking one hand along Rachael's shank, gently caressing her hip and thigh.

Slowly she moved to place light kisses 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 goose bump hike when Carolyn breathed in her ear, but could n't resist letting out a diffused moan when she started nibbling her neck.

sense of hearing Rachael moan was an Brobdingnagian turn on for Carolyn. She loved to hear it. Carolyn moved her detached bridge player up to gently stroke Rachael's boob through the shirt, feeling the pap harden and try to jab through.

Using one manus 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 teat into her sassing, kneading the other breast with her paw, lashing the tip with her knife and sucking hard.

Rachael felt every soupcon as if it was fire, tingling jerking raced through her body as she arched again to press herself to Carolyn.

Carolyn knew she was getting the take response she had hoped for, and decided to tantalise her a bit more, switching to the other tit so it would n't finger left out. Her complimentary hand 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 suspiration, fix to fare 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 whine of displeasure from Rachael, and teasingly began to trail feather delicate candy kiss along her bellybutton. 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 kisses down along one inner thigh, and back up the other. She paused at the crotch and lightly nuzzled, inhaling a pleasant musky scent from the past.

The light nuzzling and comb-out buss were taunting Rachael, she thought she was going to go insane, but at the same time she was loving every second.

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

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

Carolyn repeated her tickling kisses along the inner thighs, pausing to lightly trace the back talk of Rachael's pussy through the panties with her glossa, lightly flicking at her clit as she moved up to get behind those off too.

Finally facial expression to grimace with the object of her most Recent epoch fantasies, Carolyn took a present moment to relish what was to come. She glanced up and saw Rachael watching her, the lust and wanting in her heart obvious. Carolyn smiled, locking center with her, and slipped a finger along the moist rim.

Rachael's middle halfway closed in sheer delight, she whimpered slightly, thrusting her pelvic girdle forward, hoping for some penetration to give her relief.

Carolyn laughed, and Rachael's eye snapped back open, glaring at her, a scotch look on her face. As she opened her mouth to command Carolyn to end what she had started, Carolyn beat her to it, and slipped two finger's breadth inside that tight pussy.

Rachael's intimation exploded out, ending in a load moan as Carolyn curled her fingers up, pressing on her G-spot. Slowly Carolyn slid her digit completely out, circling her clit and tracing Rachael's now puffy outer rim. As Rachael watched Carolyn brought her fingers to her tongue and licked the glistening juice from them, sighing like a kid who just got their favored candy. Before Rachael could comment on it, Carolyn lowered her mouth to hover right over Rachael's puss. She inhaled deeply, smelling Rachael's arousal, seeing how wet she was. Lightly she ran her natural language along the smoothly shaved verboten lips, then along the dent, savoring the sweet and lemony taste. Rachael gasped and her hands clutched at the blanket.

Teasingly slow Carolyn worked her spit in until she was as far in as she could be, probing the slip bulwark for places that elicited whimpers and gasp from Rachael. She twirled her tongue around, watching as Rachael's hands reflexively opened and closed. She began pulling out and pressing back in, feeling Rachael thrust her hips to adjoin her.

By now Carolyn was so wet she could feel it soaking through her step-in and shorts, she just had to see Rachael scream. So she pulled her clapper out and began circling Rachael's clit, gently at number one, but with increase press as Rachael's groan grew louder. When Rachael's legs started to strain, and her breath was coming in short pant, Carolyn knew she was close, but she did n't require Rachael to just cum, she had to lay down her orgasm hard enough to scream. She brought her hand back and slipped a finger's breadth back inside, curling it to stroke in and out, pressing along that magic dapple on each thrust.

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

Carolyn responded by slipping a 2d finger inside her, stretching her grasping 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 shout out her name pushed Carolyn over the boundary, she came without even touching herself, moaning onto Rachael's clit as she continued to lash the fiddling nub while pumping her fingerbreadth in and out at a rapid velocity.

All of a sudden Rachael's pussy clamped down, trapping Carolyn's finger, while a scene of sourish 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 task she moaned again. The palpitation going straight to Rachael's clit once again, fueling one of the heavily orgasms of her animation, and triggering another jet of girl 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 open loud moans along with some opaque swearword and a few oh my god 's. At this peak Rachael's humiliated body was hovering off the bed, hips held in the air with Carolyn having to chase her pile to keep up the almost painful spirit level of sheer pleasure.

Rachael was beyond thought as each flick of Carolyn's tongue made her entirely consistency tense more, jolts of lightning racing through her soundbox, each nerve prickling and straining for more.

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

Finally, as Rachael began to number down Carolyn switched to farsighted business firm licks to trace out the last vibration present moment, slowly withdrawing her finger from the relaxing vice traction that Rachael's pussy had on them. Rachael gently disengaged her fingers from Carolyn's hair's-breadth as she crawled up to spoon side by side 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 was that she would definitely give birth to repay Carolyn in the morn. 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 material life, personal fantasies, the phantasy of friends, or some compounding thereof. Please feel free to go out commentary with advice or constructive literary criticism, as I am always striving to do unspoiled .