Bedhead

[Lesbian] [F24] [F25]

I’d stopped over at my mate Jessie’s one night. I came over, heartbroken that Sam had broken up with me. She rolled her eyes and let me in to stop the night.

Jessie had a great place, her bedroom had a huge king size bed and she always had a spare pair of PJs she’d let me borrow. We’d spent the night watching TV and eating tubs of ice cream and drinking wine.

She then told me that Callie had broken up with her. We both sighed, wondering why we had such harsh luck with love. I was 24, slim with red curls, nice hips and a great chest (if I do say so myself) and had a great job in marketing. Maybe men were intimidated by that?

Jessie said the opposite – she was quite literally a starving artist and girls seemed to run in the other direction. A lesbian, gorgeous with long black hair, always in a bun and with tattoos running up and down her arms, everyone was drawn to her but when they heard her profession they often went dashing in the other direction.

What a pair we were.

I woke up in the morning as sunlight streamed through her blinds and a strange thought ran through my head. The haze of alcohol had left and my mind suddenly felt clear.

I looked at Jessie and realised she was truly beautiful. She slept softly and her black hair was just curling out of the bun. I had the urge to tuck it behind her ear, and so I did.

Suddenly, I couldn’t resist, I just cuddled up to her, my arms around her strong, slender back. She turned towards me yawning.

“Morning Eve. How’re you feeling?”

Something about the way she looked, I just couldn’t, I looked into her bright, soft blue eyes and then pressed my lips to hers.

She didn’t pull away, instead she curled her hand into my hair and pulled me closer. The kissing suddenly got very heated, I felt myself gripping at her pyjamas, eager to rip them off and see what was underneath and she did the same.

Almost within a heartbeat, we were both entangled with each other and naked.

She pulled away and lightly stroked my cheek.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

In response I grabbed her hair pressed my lips against hers again, our chests knocking against each other. Her chest seemed to perfectly rub against mine, her heavy 34Fs and penny-sized nipples caressing my little 30B ones.

We rolled around in the huge double bed together, our hips starting to gyrate in unison. Suddenly, she pulled her mouth away from mine and turned around, so her perfect, flower shaped pussy was just within reach of my lips.

We both pressed our mouths into each others pussy lips at the same time. I moaned into hers as my hips pulsed against her mouth. Her tongue slid expertly against my wet pussy and I already felt close to an orgasm.

Her pussy felt warm, soft and delicious against my lips and tongue. I passionately sucked and liked it and she Jessie started to moan against my pussy.

We were locked together in a perfect sucking and licking motion. A perfect 69 and we continued to lick and pump out tongues in and out. Eventually I couldn’t take it anymore, I felt so close. Then, she slid a finger inside of me and I couldn’t handle it.

I came hard. To my shock she slid her finger out and gripped my ass hard, drinking my cum eagerly and sucking up every last drop. I was shaking by the end of it.

Slowly, she rolled up and started playing and sucking on my breasts, pressing her tight ass and plunging her pussy further against my lips. I gripped her ass and just passionately sucked, licked and made out with her gorgeous pussy like it was the only thing in the world.

She started to pant against my chest and I went harder and faster, determined to make her orgasm too. My nails gripped her ass hard as I flicked my tongue in, out and all around it. When suddenly I felt her shudder and gasp.

A warm liquid slipped out of her and I gulped it down quick, grateful to lick her up too.

She rolled off me and panted, her head against my legs.

Maybe, just maybe, we could be lucky together instead?

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