I’ve always dated boys for as long as I’ve been old enough. There’s something about a rough, looking guy that captures my attention and being bent over, feeling him trust his was in and out. Screaming my name – “Oh Yasmine!”
Then along came Sasha. Sasha and me instantly became best friends. She was a sharp constant to my slim, delicate frame as she had curves to die for. Where I was blonde, she was dark haired and her beautiful curls were a sharp contrast to my long straight wisps.
She would tan whenever we were out in the sunshine and I would always go red. Together, we couldn’t be more opposite, but maybe that’s how we became such fast friends.
Eventually, we got a place together. It made sense, I was looking and she’d just finished uni. We got along in person so well – why not?
One night, we decided to hit the town. Drunken hellos to strangers, many a shot and many a cigarette. Eventually the clock rang midnight and like two lost princesses, we called it a night and stumbled home.
Tonight was different. I’d gone out in a little red cut dress that highlighted my sleekness. Sasha had worn a tight lace black dress.
When we got back, we both sat on the couch drinking wine, reminiscing at some boys we’d kissed just barely an hour ago.
Eventually Sasha looked up at me with her big brown eyes, her delicate lashes caressing just the tip of her eyebrows.
“Yas… I need to admit something… I’ve had a bit of a crush on you for awhile.”
My breath caught. I stared at her.
“Wow, that’s a lot…”
Before I knew it, she’d taken off her black dress, her 32F chest was in front of me, pressed against my skin and she was kissing me.
She smelled intoxicating, a mixture of smoke and red wine. I breathed her in and started kissing her back.
Unzipping my dress, she gently pulled me out of it and giggled happily seeing I was too lazy to wear underwear in it.
I guided her mouth to one of my small nipples and gently ran my hand from her dark curls, to her waist and to her thong. Casting it aside, I felt her pussy and gasped at both the wetness and the sharp pinch of her teeth against my nipples. Eventually she started grinding on me and I moaned, feeling her wet pussy gyrate against my hand.
I lifted her face up and we began to kiss passionately, gyrating harder and harder against each other. Eventually, I couldn’t take it, I pushed her to the floor and sat on her face.
She gasped loudly, but gladly began licking up my dripping pussy and moaning against it. I leant back and let me hands caress and play with her chest. Moaning against her and gyrating hard against her hungry, wet lips. I then realised I wanted to taste her as well. Carefully, I turned around and pressed myself further into her mouth, as my lips also went to her perfect little pussy.
I sucked, licked and gently bit. My pace getting faster. We made a perfect 69 shape and was lost in ecstasy, groaning into each other as our faces were buried in each others dripping pussies.
Eventually she quickened her pace so hard I couldn’t keep up. I gasped against her thigh as every stroke of her tongue sent shudders through me.
“Oh god… Sasha…” before I knew it I was squirting and orgasming hard against her soft lips. I felt her grip my legs harder as she pulled me closer and drank me all in.
I rolled onto the floor, my legs shaking. She then sat up and crawled on top of me, her big brown eyes staring into mine.
“You’re all mine.” She said, dazed, as I sighed against her.
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