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”[I am an openly queer woman, and I have a queer female friend who’s absolutely a peach. She’s beautiful, fun, and a very good friend. Recently, we admitted our attraction to each other; and we’ve been flirting ever since.
One night, she came over to watch movies and drink sangrias. One thing led to another, and we ended up in the bedroom. What happened next, I dream of almost every night. I hope you and your followers enjoy, Holly. I sure did!]
She was on top of me, her hands on the sheets on either side of my head. She looked into my eyes, then giggled and hung her head.
"It looks so silly!"
I glanced down at the thin, red cock that stood out proudly between her fair, slim legs. The bright red straps contrasted the creamy complexion of her hips and thighs. I glanced a second time.
"You look fine. Really." I gave a reassuring smile.
"Now, then…" The cock felt so smooth and cool in my hands. It was such a contrast to the searing heat between me and this beautiful muse — this delicate, porcelain-like Aphrodite — that radiated throughout the bedroom.
I lead her inside of myself. I felt my pussy open up around her. I let out a soft moan, and I squirmed beneath her.
"Okay, love…now just…thrust slowly, and—"
Her hips moved forward, and I could hear her panting. I could smell the sangria on her breath — sweet wine and delicious fruits with a touch of bitter vodka.
I gasped at the voraciousness of her inner appetite. Her hips slapped against mine with every thrust. She was so deep inside of me. The room began to spin. My eyes rolled to the back of my head.
I held on to the sheets. I felt my body rocking against hers. I was on the verge of cumming. I lifted my hips.
For a brief moment, our eyes met. She was so carnal. I felt my pussy began to pulse around her. I began to cum.
I gripped her back, her shoulders. She grunted with effort as she thrust through my orgasm. I grabbed her hips and held her to me, as I felt her wriggle inside of me, trying to adjust her position.
I kissed her neck, the delicious hollow of her throat. I felt a sheen of sweat on her body.
She pulled her cock out of me, gently, slowly; and I moaned at the movement and then sudden emptiness. My body missed her, but I longed to make her cum the way she made me cum on her delicious strap-on.
She lay on her back, and I sat back and stared. She was so beautiful — a slim, petite figure lightly peppered with beauty marks and freckles.
"…nothing." I whispered. "You’re just…wow. Beautiful."
I kissed down her body, and I felt her body move beneath me against my mouth. I gently nibbled her hip bones. And when I got to her center, I blew gently on her pussy.
"I’m sorry; did I hurt you?"
"No…no…it feels good…"
She was so fragile, so delicate. I stroked her thighs with my trembling palms. I blew again, focusing on her clit. I stared into her center while her body bucked and a moan slipped from her open mouth.
I gazed up her squirming body. Her head was turned to the side, her cheek resting lightly against one of my pillows. Her eyes her closed. I watched her chest rise and fall with each shaky breath.
"Come up…" She whispered. "Lie on top of me, and rub my clit."
I placed my fingertips right above her clit, pressing my palm into her skin. I rose to meet her gaze, and I rubbed gently, applying pressure as I moved my hand left and right.
She jerked, moaned, gasped, and twitched. I kissed her cheek, her neck. I nibbled her earlobe. She got louder. I was aching to slide my fingers inside of her, but I resisted. I would hurt her, and I refused to do so.
I smirked as her moans rose in volume. I placed my free hand over her mouth, muffling her desperate cries.
"You’re gonna wake up my neighbor, baby." I chuckled and rubbed harder. Her pussy felt so good against my fingertips.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. I panted as she began to cum. I was wet and on the verge of my own orgasm.
"Ah…oh…oh, God…oh, my God…shit…!"
Her hips rolled against my hand. I pressed her harder. She fell limp on the bed, panting and sighing. Little moans trickled over her lips.
I lay beside her, and I covered us with my sheets. I held her body close to mine, and I delicately kissed her cheeks, her nose, between her eyes. I stroked her hair.
"You’re so beautiful. So pretty." I said in a low, husky voice.
"You are, too."
We kissed, our legs tangled in the sheets.
That whole night, we made each other cum again and again. I came in her mouth, her lips and tongue teasing and sucking my swollen clit. She came against me, her between my legs, pussies grinding and bumping as she humped me with reckless abandon. When she came against me, I could feel her cunt pulsing against mine. She collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her, and I held her quivering body.
When she finally left to go home, it felt like a dream. when I woke up naked the next morning, I knew that it had been a reality. I became wet as I replayed everything in my head.
We have plans to have sex again. And I can’t wait.”
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