**Hotwife and The Babysitter**
^(A story by UK_Hotwife_and_Hubby ()[^(ukhotwifeandhubby@gmail.com)](mailto:ukhotwifeandhubby@gmail.com)^())
My wife Carol and I were in an uber, returning home from a rare night out together. We’d had a nice meal and a lot of drinks. We very horny. Since leaving the last bar we couldn’t walk for two minutes without stopping and kissing, hands roaming all over each other. On several occasions we’d ducked into a shop doorway or back alley for some extra touching. Carol had had my cock out, wanking me and I’d have my hand under her skirt, inside her knickers, fingering her. We’d continued the kissing and over clothes touching in the back of the uber. We knew the driver was watching us, he’d even adjusted the mirror for a better view, which was a bit of a turn on for us both.
As we neared out home, we straightened out clothes and I tried to hide my raging hard on, without much luck. I didn’t think it would be appropriate for it to be very visible in front of our seventeen-year-old babysitter.
Racheal was the daughter of my wife’s best friend. She was quite a big girl, but the curves were in the right places, and she was extremely pretty. From what I’d heard from Carol, Rachael had never had a boyfriend, due to self-confidence issues. Not many friends either, which was such a shame.
As we left the uber and walked to our front door, Carol lifted skirt and flashed the driver her great arse, giggling as she did so. She was definitely up for some kinky fun tonight, once Rachael had gone home.
“I hope you can manage to get *your* key in *my* slot a bit better than that” she giggled as I attempted to get the front door key in the slot several times, unsuccessfully. I finally opened the door and we both stumbled in, making a lot of noise.
Rachael looked surprised, eyes wide, watching us giggling and trying to act sober. She looked as gorgeous as ever. Black jeans and boots and a big, grey, woolly jumper. She must have been roasting, it wasn’t cold in the room. She was probably trying to disguise her body. She had long straight black hair and big brown eyes.
“Hiya Rachael. Kids ok?” Carol asked.
“Yeah, they’re fine. Went down no problem, not heard a peep from them. Been quiet, I’ve just watched tv all night.”
“You not sneak a boy in? That’s what I used to do. Babysitting sex was the best when I was your age!” She laughed.
“No! NoI didn’t!” She blushed.
“She’s just fucking, erm, I mean messing with you.” I said. “Carol, stop it. Not every young girl wants to shag everything that moves, like you did.”
Carol feigned shock, “Cheeky twat! Sorry Rachael.” She turned to me, “Go and fetch some drinks, Rachael what do you fancy?”
“I, I don’t really drink.” Rachael said quietly.
“Ahh, go on. One for the road. He makes a cracking G&T by all accounts, can’t stand the stuff myself, I’ll have a vodka and orange.”
“I dunno.” Rachael looked unsure.
“Get her a G&T and I’ll have a nice big screw.” She smiled at me, “driver” and blew me a kiss. As I was heading to the kitchen,” Hubby?” I turned to look at her, she looked to make sure Rachael wasn’t looking and then raised thumb and forefinger, a few inches apart. The poor girl would probably get a bit drunk, but it’s ok, she was being supervised by responsible adults!
I went for a quick pee and then made the drinks. When I returned, Carol was on the sofa next to Rachael. They were talking about boys. Carol just couldn’t leave it. I handed them their drinks and hey each took a sip. Rachael grimaced a little, then took another larger sip. Seems G&T may be her tipple. She downed the drink in a few gulps.
“Go and get her another. She must be thirsty.” Carol said to me. I went and made Rachael another very large G&T and placed on the table by the side of the sofa.
I sat on the opposite sofa with my drink and started to flick through the tv channels, listening to Carol and Rachael’s conversation.
“Look at you, your fucking gorgeous. Any boy would be crazy to turn you down. Have you asked any out?” Carol said.
“No. Why bother. They don’t want t a fat lass.” She was welling up.
“Don’t you say that! So, you’re not a skinny thing. Neither am I. You’re a real woman and you’ll probably find, an awful lot of men like that. Isn’t that right hubby?”
“What?” I said
“Don’t pretend you weren’t listening. She’s a good-looking lass, isn’t she?”
“Beautiful! I don’t like skinny women, nothing to hold on to.” I replied.
“See?” Carol turned back to Rachael. “And look at your boobs.” Rachael looked down at herself. “They’re amazing. You shouldn’t hide them under big clothed like that, show them off a bit.”
“Aren’t they nice Hubby?”
“They fantastic!” their conversation was getting interesting; I was definitely paying attention now.
“I wish I had tits like that.” Carol reached out and touched one of Rachael’s tits. Rachael pulled back in shock. “Sorry, didn’t mean to frighten you,” Carol moved closer to her, “I just wanted to feel. Can I have a feel please?”
Rachael stared at Carol for a few seconds and then slowly nodded.
My cock was as hard as a rock. I was watching my wife about to feel up a seventeen-year-old girl in our living room. My eyes were glues to them now.
Carol reached out her left hand and cupped Rachael’s right tit. She squeezed gently. She then cupped Rachael’s left tit with her right hand and kneaded them slowly. Rachael closed her eyes and visibly relaxed. While she was feeling up Rachael, Carol looked at me, biting her bottom lip, eye’s wide and full of lust; my wife was incredibly turned on right now, and so was I.
“You like that, don’t you?” Carol whispered to Rachael.
“Hm, hmm” was her reply.
“Has anyone ever done this to you before?”
“No.” she replied quietly, “Just me.”
“You like to touch yourself?”
“Sometimes. I can’t help it.”
“Do you think about boys when you’re touching yourself?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you ever think about girls?”
“Sometimes.”
“Have you ever touched a girl, the way I’m touching you?”
“No.”
“Do you want to?”
“Maybe.”
“Do you want to touch me?”
“Yes,”
“Keep your eyes closed and give me your hands.”
Rachael lifted her hands and held them out, her eyes closed. Carol guided Rachael’s hands and placed one on each tit.
“Squeeze them, like you do to yourself.”
Rachael massaged my wife’s tits. Carol closed her eyes her breathing deepened.
“A little harder.” Carol moaned a little as Rachael grabbed at her tits. “I’ve got an idea. You touch yourself for a minute. Keep your eyes closed though.”
Rachael moved her hands from Carol back to herself, massaging her big breasts.
Carol unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, removing that too. Carol had nice c-cup tits, which she loved to be sucked.
“Give me your hands again.” She said softly to Rachael.
Rachael offered her hands and carol placed them on her now bare breasts. Rachael pulled back a little, but Carol caught her and placed her hands back on her tits.
“Squeeze them.” She told Rachael. Carol moaned again.
“Do they feel nice?”
“Yes.”
“Will you pinch my nipples?”
Rachael took Carol’s nipples between her thumb and finger and squeezed.
“Mmm, that’s nice.” Carol whispered. “Harder.” Rachael squeezed harder. “Harder” Rachael pinched Carol’ nipples as hard as she could. “Yeah, that’s it.” She moaned.
Rachael let go, “Sorry, my fingers were tired.” And then went quiet. She had her eyes open, staring at Carols tits. She placed her hands back on them, watching herself squeeze them.
“Do you like them?” Carol asked.
“They’re lovely.”
“Thanks. Can I kiss you?” Carol asked.
Rachael thought about it for a minute. Looking at Carol’s tits and then her face. “Yes.”
Carol leaned in and tenderly touched Rachael’s lips with her own. They both closed their eyes and open their mouths. They slowly and softly kissed each other, their tongues touching. Rachael cupped Carols bare tits and kneaded them. Carol broke off the kiss.
“Can I take off your jumper?”
“I dunno. I like to be covered up.”
“I thought we weren’t gonna do that anymore? Stop hiding under baggy clothes.”
Rachael looked down at herself. “You really want to see… the real me?”
“Of course, I do. You’re gorgeous and sexy and I very much want to see the *real you*.”
“Ok.” she nodded.
Carol pulled the big, baggy jumper up, Rachael lifted her arms to allow it to be removed. Rachael immediately covered herself with her arms.
“Please don’t.” Carol said and took hold of Rachael’s forearms; gently pulling them away from her body. Rachael gave in and dropped her hands to her knees. She looked worried, about to cry. Rachael’s enormous tits were held in a very nice, black lacy bra. Her large tummy was smooth and flawless.
“Wow, you’re amazing.” Carol whispered as she looked into her eyes. “They’re beautiful, you’re beautiful.” She touched Rachael’s bra clad tits and squeezed.
Rachael relaxed. “You really think so?” smiling a little. Her self-confidence rising.
“I do. Can I see them properly? Without your bra?”
Still smiling, Rachael nodded and reached behind herself and undid the clasp. The lacy bra fell forward under the weight of her big boobs. She pulled the strap from one shoulder and then the other, letting the bra fall down her arms. She dropped it to the floor and relaxed her arms, her hands resting on her legs. She stared at Carol in silence.
Carol grinned and stared at Rachael’s tits. They were very large but not saggy at all. The skin was perfect and olive. She had large, dark aureole with a big erect nipple in the middle of each. Without speaking Carol leaned in and took one of Rachael’s nipples in her mouth, gently sucking.
Rachael started to pull back in surprise but stopped. She closed her eyes and let out a long, low moan as Carol sucked. My wife took Rachael’s other nipple in her fingers, pinching and rolling it. Rachael was breathing heavy now, whimpers escaping her mouth.
Carol removed her mouth from the nipple and kissed up the tit, up Rachael’s neck and onto her lips. They shared a very sloppy kiss for several minutes before Carol sat back.
“That was nice. Did you like it?”
“Yeah! Never had them sucked before, not by someone else. I suck my nipples but it’s nothing like that.”
“Do you want to suck mine?”
She nodded. Carol moved, straddled Rachael’s legs and sat. She offered one of her much smaller tits to Rachael who looked at it, licked her lips then sucked the nipple into her mouth. “Mmmm” loudly escaped Carols mouth. “Yes, that’s it. Suck hard.” She encouraged Rachael. Rachael moved to the other nipple and another loud moan from Carol.
Carol placed her arms around Rachael’s head and pulled in tight to her chest. She was breathing very heavily now, slowly starting to grind on Rachael’s legs. Her grinding got faster and faster, her moaning louder and louder. Just as I thought she might orgasm, she stopped and moved from Rachael’s legs and sat back down on the sofa.
“I’m sorry! Did I do something wrong?” Rachael asked looking worried.
“No, no. Of course not. I was getting a little carried away. Don’t want to move too fast for you.” Carol was flushed red, her fringe matting against her glistening forehead.
“You weren’t. I was loving it. Can we do more?”
“I would love to but only if you’re very, very sure.”
“I am. I want to try more. Please?”
“Ok then.” Carol reached down to Rachael’s legs. She removed her black boots and threw them to the side. She then removed her socks and tossed them too.
Looking into Rachael’s eyes Carol said, “Stand up.” Rachael stood up in front of Carol. Her big round tits, firm and not saggy, defying gravity. Her big, smooth tummy was flowing over her tight jeans but it didn’t look as big now she was standing up.
Carol reached out and undid the button of Rachael’s jeans. As she pulled the waistband apart the zipper undid itself. Carol pulled the jeans down over Rachael big hips and over her big thighs. Rachael steadied herself on Carols shoulder and she lifted each leg to remove the jeans. She was wearing a rather unflattering pair of large knickers covering the bottom of her tummy and her large bum.
“Sit down.” Carol said, smiling at Rachael, eyeing her body.
Rachael return to her spot on the sofa. Carol then stood up in front of Rachael. She undid the clasp of hr skirt and let it fall to the floor; kicking it out of the way. Carol was wearing a pair of white lace knickers; not overly revealing but not big knickers either.
“Do you like them?” she asked Rachael.
“They’re nice. I wish I could wear something like that. Not that anyone would see.”
“You can. I don’t wear them for anyone else, not even Hubby. I wear them for me, they make me feel good. Have a feel.”
Rachael hesitated for a second and then brushed the back of her fingers over Carols mound. Carol exhaled loudly and parted her feet a little. “Mmmm, that’s nice.” Rachael ran a finger down and between Carol’s legs.
“You’re red hot… and damp.”
“Because you’ve made me like that. You’re sexy and you’re turning me on. Do you want to take them off?”
Without speaking, Rachael pulled Carols knickers off. Carol opened her legs a little wider still. Her bald pussy and very wet lips on show.
“You’ve shave it.”
“Yes. That is for Hubby. He likes how it looks and feels.”
“It looks different than mine. I’ve never shaved down there.”
“Let me see.” And she knelt in front of Rachael; took hold of her big knickers and pulled, lifting her arse allowing them to be removed. Rachael sat there with completely naked, her legs together, large black triangle of bush visible.
“It’s ok. Relax.” Carol placed her hands on Rachael’s knees and pulled them wide apart. “Wow, that’s a fantastic bush!”. I don’t think Rachael had ever trimmed herself, never mind shaved. Thick black hair covered her entire pubic area, from the bottom of her tummy to where her thighs meet, and under toward her arse. In amongst the pubic jungle, the pinkness of her pussy lips was visibly wet.
Carol stroked her fingers though the pubes, grabbing and pulling gently. Rachael moaned at that. “I Love that. I might have to grow myself out too.” Carol said.
“I want to taste you. Please can I?” Carol asked, staring at the hairy pussy.
Rachael nodded, watching intently.
Carol pulled Rachael’s legs toward her, causing her arse to move to the edge of the sofa. She leant in and sniffed in the musky smell, with a little perfume. She used her thumbs to tease apart the lips, revealing a pink, wet hole. She licked up the length of the slit, flicking the tip of her tongue against the clip. Rachael squealed and jumped a little, then relaxed. Carol repeated licking her slit and clit. She looked up and saw that Rachael’s eyes were closed, she was breathing heavy and she was pulling on her large nipples.
Carol sucked two fingers into her mouth, covered them with saliva then touched them to the entrance of Rachael’s pussy. She gently pushed them inside her tight hole.
Rachael moaned, her hips bucking. Carol slid her fingers in and out as she sucked on her clit. Rachael’s breathing was laboured, and Carol sped up the finger fucking; her fingers twisting and turning inside.
“Ahhh! Mmmm! Mmmmmmmm” Rachael started to shake violently. Her pussy tightened around Carol’s fingers, she kept fingering her until Rachael reached down and pulled Carol’s had away from her pussy.
Carol sat back and watched as Rachael calmed down. A minute later sobbing could be heard; Rachael was crying softly. Carol quickly moved and cuddled her.
“Shhh. Don’t cry. It’s ok.” Carol whispered as she stroked her hair. “What’s wrong?”
“Nnnnothing. Don’t know.”
“Was that your first orgasm?”
“No. I’ve done it myself, a lot. But that was just so… strong. I thought I was passing out.”
“Yeah, it’s always better when someone else helps.”
“Wow, thank you. It was amazing.”
They lay on the sofa and cuddled for a good ten minutes. Rachael moved her head and when Carol moved hers to make sure everything was ok, Rachael kissed her. When carol responded the kissing became very passionate; hands all over each other’s bodies.
“You ok now?”
Rachael nodded.
“You still horny?”
She nodded again.
“Anything else you want to try?”
Another nod, she glanced toward me.
“Ahh, I see. You’ve never been with a boy, have you?”
She shook her head.
“Have you ever seen a penis. Fuck that. Have you ever seen a cock?”
She nodded.
“In real life, not in porn vids?”
She shook her head.
“Ok, ok, ok.” She thought for a second. “Darling Hubby, would you be so kind and to get your arse over here?” The girls sat up on the sofa.
I didn’t need asking twice. I’d been watching the evening’s event unfold. I kept myself quiet, hoping they wouldn’t notice me watching and stop. My cock was incredibly hard and very uncomfortable in my pants.
I walked over and stood on front of them. My cock tenting my pants in front of their faces.
“You can see how excited he is already. Aren’t you hubby?”
“After what I’ve just seen, who can blame me?”
“So, what do you think of Rachael? Be honest.”
I looked into Rachael’s eyes, “She’s beautiful and very sexy.”
Rachael blushed and quietly said, “Thank you.”
“Have a feel.” Carol instructed Rachael, who needed no other prompting. She felt my hard cock though my pants. “Isn’t he hard?”. A extremely sexy, naked young girl was touching my cock, I almost came on the spot, but managed to control myself.
“Yeah, I didn’t think they got this hard.”
“Some do, some don’t. You wanna see it?”
“Yes please.” And she removed her hand.
“I think you’ve got this.” Carol said to her.
Rachael pulled my shirt up from my pants; I helped her by removing it myself. She fumbled a bit with my belt then managed to undo it. She unfastened my trouser button and pulled down my zipper, over my bulging cock. The pants fell to the floor and I kicked them off. I was standing in from of the two girls in nothing but my briefs.
“Go on, take them off.” Carol urged.
Rachael tucked her fingers in my waistband and slowly pulled them down, my hardness springing up, a big drop of precum dripping from the end.
“Has he cum?” Rachael asked, seeing the ample amount of precum.
“Nah, that’s just precum, not proper cum. Have a feel of it.”
Rachael caught the drop of precum in her fingers and rubbed them together. “It slippery.”
“Yeah. Taste it.”
Rachael looked at Carol for reassurance and then put her finger in her mouth, tasting my precum. “I can’t taste anything, slightly salty.”
“Real cum tastes nice, well his does, some doesn’t. That’s got no taste at all. You can feel him properly now.” Carol nodded toward my cock.
Rachael wrapped her fingers around me. I groaned. She squeezed tight and moved her hand along my shaft, pulling my foreskin back revealing my engorged, shiny head.
“Does he shave too?”
“He uses a cream; she doesn’t like hair down there. Wank him a bit. He’ll like it.” She said to Rachael, then to me, “Try not to cum.” I could but try. She moved her hand back and forth along my shaft, precum continued to ooze from the end. When a drop of it was about to fall, Rachael leaned in a licked it straight from my cock end, tasting it again and then shrugging, no taste.
“Good girl.” Carol encouraged. “Why don’t you put it in your mouth?”
Rachael wasted no time opening her mouth and wrapping her beautiful lips around me.
“Yeah, that’s it. Now suck gently, maybe wank him a little and move your head back and forward. You’ve seen it on your videos, you know what to do.”
As Rachael slid her mouth up and down my cock, I looked at Carol. He fingers were inside her sloppy pussy and she was transfixed on Rachael sucking me.
My balls were tightening, Carol noticed. “Rachael, he’s going to cum soon. What do you want to do with it?”
“Dunno?” She briefly removed her mouth from me.
“Will you let him cum in your mouth?”
“Hmm, mm” she nodded while sucking me.
“So that you don’t choke, when he says so. Get off him and open your mouth. Let me wank him into your mouth.”
“Hmm, mm” another nod. She started fucking me with her mouth faster and faster.
“Ahh, fuckin hell! Now, now!” I grunted.
Rachael took her mouth off me and sat there, watching me, her mouth wide open. Carol took my cock and wanked me over Rachael mouth. I started to cum. A huge first shot mostly entered her mouth, some hitting her lips and chin. Carol expertly aimed the next shots directly into Rachael’s waiting mouth. My legs were like jelly, that was a huge, intense cum. Carol milked the last of my spunk into Rachael’s mouth.
“Taste it. Swallow it.”
Rachael looked at Carol, closed her mouth and forced the swallow. Her eyes watered a bit. Then she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, it was all gone.
“Good girl! You like it?”
“Hmmm, dunno. Salty. Strong taste. Not what I expected. Not horrible.”
Carol pointed to her face, “You’ve got a bit…” and leant in and licked up the stray spunk and then kissed her again.
I sat back down on the other sofa to recover from the strongest cum I’d ever had. I watched the girls kiss for a minute then they stopped. Rachael looked at me and then back to Carol.
“Is he finished now? I’ve heard older guys can only do it once.”
I was too exhausted to object.
“He’ll need a few minutes. If he cums again it’ll not be as much, his balls need to make more. You got something in mind?”
“We’ve done all this tonight and it’s been amazing.” She looked sheepish then blurted out, “I’ve never had sex. Can I have sex with him? Please?”
“You’re probably not on the pill, are you?”
“No. I didn’t see the point.”
“Hang on, we’ve got condoms upstairs.”
“Why you got condoms? You’re married.”
“A story for another time. Let’s just say we often have fun with others.”
“What? You have sex with other men? And he knows?”
“Knows? He watches and joins in. I’ll go get one.” Carol ran upstairs to find a condom in our fun box.
I was lying on the sofa, watching Rachael watching me. She was incredible, a big girl. Big tits, bit tummy, big thighs, big arse and a very beautiful face. I felt my cock start to twitch.
“Can I suck you again?” she asked quietly.
I smiled and nodded.
She got on her knees next to me and held my semi hard cock. She wanked it a few times, some residual spunk formed at the end. She looked into my eyes and engulfed my cock, sucking it back to life. She was a quick learner. She sucked and wanked me at the same time, her other hand kneading my balls.
“What all this? You don’t hang about!” Carol said walking back into the room.
Rachael quickly dropped my cock and stood up. “Sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t think you’d mind.”
“Shhh. It’s fine. Go back to what you were doing. Get this old man nice and hard again.”
Rachael returned to sucking my cock, I was getting quite har. Carol stepped onto the sofa and lowered her pussy onto my waiting tongue. She was dripping wet and delicious. I lapped at her pussy as Rachael sucked on my cock. Life couldn’t get any better.
“That looks nice and hard.” Carol said.
“Yeah.” Rachael said.
“You know how to put a condom on?”
“Yes, I’ve put one on my vibrator before. Just to see.”
“You’ve got a vibrator? You watch porn. I hope you’ve got a lock on your bedroom door!”
She blushed and nodded.
“Here.” She tossed the condom to Rachael.
Rachael ripped the top off the little square packer and took out the rubber. She pinched the end and placed it on the tip of my cock, rolling the condom down my shaft. When she was done, she looked at Carol for approval, which she got with a nod and a smile.
“How would you like to be fucked?”
She shrugged “Dunno, what’s best?”
“I like it from behind or being on top. Different people like different things. Actually, I think for your first time, good old missionary would be good. Sound good?”
“Yeah, ok. That’s when I lie on by back?”
“Can be, but why don’t you lie like my hubby, you’re arse at the edge of the sofa.”
I stood, my rubber covered cock, hard and sticking up, and moved out of the way. Rachael lay on the sofa, knees legs apart; pink lips visible. I knelt on the floor between her legs. Ready to enter her but I couldn’t resist. I buried my face in her very wet, very hairy pussy and sucked on her lips and clit.
“Mmmmm” She moaned.
A minute or two later, “Ok that’s enough. She needs a good first fucking.”
Carol lay on the sofa net to her and held her hand. She kissed her gently and asked, “You ready?”
Rachael nodded.
I nudged her pussy lips with the head of my cock; slid it up and down the slit. I spat on my hand and coated my cock; I didn’t think I’d need the extra lubrication but rather be safe. I slowly pushed forward; my cock entered her cunt. Rachael winced. I stopped.
“It’s ok.” Carol whispered and then nodded to me to continue.
I pushed a bit further, my cock slid inside all the way to my pelvis.
“You ok?” Carol asked Rachael.
She nodded, a surprised look on her face, eyes wide.
I withdrew most of the way and then slid in again.
“Ooooo” Rachael moaned.
I slowly slid in and out of Rachael’s pussy, picking up a little speed. She had her eyes closed, moaning with each thrust. Carol kissed her and played with her big tits and I fucked her harder and faster.
“Let’s try something else.” Carol suggested. “Let me in there.” Rachael moved and Carol took her place. “Get on your hands and knees. Hubby will fuck you from behind. You think you can eat me out while he does that?”
Rachael smiled and nodded, moved her face into Carols smooth cunt and started to lick. I moved behind, her big arse in front of me. Her swollen pussy waiting for me. I slid my cock up and down her slit a few times before pushing all the way in.
“Ahhhh, yes!” Rachael squealed. I took hold of her ample hips and started to fuck her. With each thrust, her arse wobbled, and her face was pushed into my wife’s pussy. Rachael’s young pussy was very tight.
“I’m gonna cum again!” I said.
“Come here.” She pulled Rachael up, and off my cock, they kissed, Carol tasting her juice on Rachael’s face. I wanked and watched, pulling off the condom.
“You want his cum?” she said the Rachael.
“Mmm, yeah.”
“Where do you want it?”
“Dunno. Where do you think? On my tits? I’ve seen that in a lot of videos.”
“You think you could cum on her tits?” she asked me.
That did it for me. I continued to wank my cock as I moved into position above Rachael’s tits. “Fucking hell!” I groaned and unloaded my second cum of the evening. There was still quite a bit considering. I aimed and hit her left nipple and left tried for the right one but missed. I splattered her cleavage with my spunk but managed to milk out the last of it onto the still clean nipple.
I admired the sight before me. My sexy wife cuddling a pretty young girl with massive, spunk covered tits.
Carol moved down and licked one of Rachael’s tits clean, savouring the taste. Then Rachael lifted her other tit and sucked the cum from her own nipple.
After another tender kiss, Carol asked “You ok? You had fun?”
“Yeah, it was great. I never thought I’d ever has sex with a boy, never mind a girl! Does that make me bisexual?”
“Nah, it makes you sexual. Don’t label yourself, others will do that for you. You be you. So long as you’re enjoying yourself and no one’s getting hurt, do whatever, whoever you like.” She gave her a cuddle, “And probably best not to tell your mam about this.” She laughed.
“Shit. She’ll be waiting up for me!”
“Don’t worry. I’ll ring her. I’ll say we’ve been chatting, and the time got away from us. I’ll tell her your sleeping in the spare room, and I’ll take you home in the morning.”
“Thanks. Do I have to sleep in the spare room?” She looked sheepishly at Carol. “Can I, erm, sleep with you two?”
My cock twitched again!
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Beautifully written!