I F22 had a sleepover with my coworker F23 [FF]

Skip the first paragraph if you don’t want context.

I have to write this down, I have to remember every detail. And I want to tell someone but there’s no one I can tell, given the slightly immoral nature of it. We work together. She’s objectively a beautiful girl. Very sweet and genuine, comes off a little shy, but getting to know her she grew progressively more flirtatious and forward. We’ve become very close friends. Hanging out after work when we can, usually smoking in a car, in an abandoned parking lot, tensions high. These late night conversations couldn’t help but elicit conversation of our shared attraction, how fun it would be to play together. She’s never had any girl on girl experience and is definitely eager to try. I on the other hand, although I have some experience, still feel like I need more. We’d reveal all our secrets about each other. Our wet dreams, in which we’d get so close, I’d climb on top of her but never did anything because it wasn’t allowed. Our fantasies, where I’d massage her, moving me hands over her back, over her ass, spreading her legs apart, getting her so worked up, she’d have no choice but to accept my fingers inside her. The tensions had become so intense I once came to a video of her singing… And in the midst of these conversation we unfortunately would always have to remind ourselves that we’re both in relationships. Good ones too. Once I tried to set boundaries with her but that quickly fell through. We couldn’t help it. Flirting with each other. Wanting to touch legs or fingers every time we got the chance. The tension had been building for weeks.

We decided we’d have a sleepover.

The anticipation leading up to it was very exciting. Wondering if we were both faithful enough to not do anything. Hoping that something would happen, but obviously knowing it shouldn’t because that would be bad. She gets her period the day before. We take it as a sign from the universe telling us to be good.

The time comes. I’m at her house and we’re very playful with each other, we decide to drink wine and smoke. We changed into pj shorts and oversized shirts. Her shorts were very revealing and her legs looked ridiculously smooth and sexy. We wanted to push the edge, seeing how far each of us might go before actually doing anything. We play spicy games with sex related questions. We massage each others feet. She was very adept with her hands let me tell you. A natural understanding for how to make a person feel good. She was complaining about her back pain from her period. I offer to massage her back. Knowing what this might do to the both of us, I continue to climb on top of her, roll up her shirt, grab the lotion and begin. Moving my hands methodically, starting with slow circles on her lower back, pressing my thumbs into the tighter areas working the lotion in. I glide my thumbs up her spine, and spread my palms over her shoulders. She moans softly. We both giggle, and she apologizes but that only made me want to touch her more. I make use of my whole hand, using lots of pressure, and focusing on the areas that elicit more of a response. She continued to moan throughout the massage. “It just feels good to release” she says. I understood. I’d occasionally tease her underwear line every so often, but mostly because I was desperately fighting the urge to pull down her shorts and bury my hands in her pussy. Eventually the massage was over and we decided to cuddle and watch Netflix. We would stroke each others arm or back. Her touch felt so good, and I couldn’t help but twitch and shiver. I’d do my best to “accidentally” brush my hand against her chest while I was gently scratching her arm, just to tease her, but not push the boundaries too far. We fall asleep cuddling. We were mostly good on this night. It was not until the morning that we let the tension get the best of us.

We cuddled the whole night, and in the morning, in our sleepy state, seemed to get more aggressive with each other. Our legs fit in between each others so that we could rub ourselves against the other. I was petting her arm, my hand danced across her nipple. I imagined the excitement she was feeling, and her body presses closer to mine. I raise my leg, so that it’s against her pussy. I feel it’s warmth, I feel it tense, and I timidly put more pressure on it. I slowly rub myself against her leg. With every pulse and flex I felt in her pussy on my leg, I became more excited and horny. I gently graze my hand down her side and onto her leg. Teasing and stroking her thigh I’d bring my hand closer to the inside of her leg then dance away. She presses herself closer to me, I know she wants more. My pussy is throbbing and wet at this point and I start forcefully grinding my thigh in between her legs. I want more, I want her to use me for her pleasure, I’m showing her that it’s okay. Neither of us spoke to acknowledge what was happening, we were both just so in the moment and couldn’t seem to stop ourselves. I continue to tease her nipples, over her shirt, they were hard. I wanted them in my mouth. I wanted to slide my hand in her pants and rub circles on her clit. I wanted to hear her moan my name in my ear. But after realizing this wasn’t going to happen, I pulled away. It started to feel too good, too tempting, and I felt guilty.

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  1. Later on that day after running some errands, tired, we get back to her bed with the intention of taking a nap. Her boyfriend FaceTimes, he’s also sleepy, and he insists on staying on the phone to nap with us. She puts the phone down on the bed and we assume the same cuddling position. Our legs intertwined. We start petting each other again. With her boyfriend right there on the phone we’re quietly getting wet for each other. I want to play with her. “Imagine” I whisper. She understands and giggles. Our legs start rubbing against each others pussy once again. I’m so turned on this time around I get more aggressive. I don’t know if it was the female version of blue balls, or the fact that it felt so naughty her boyfriend was on the phone and could hear us at any point if we weren’t quiet enough, but I felt insatiably horny. Nearly blinded by how badly I wanted to feel her. My hands were no longer timid on her chest, but I was grabbing her tits, playing with her nipples outright. I wanted to suck them. I wanted to make her moan. I put my thumb to her tempting lips and brushed them apart. I wanted her to suck them, to show me that she’s a good girl. I played with her underwear line as we’re aggressively rubbing against each other. I glide my hand onto her pussy, over her shorts. My lips are on her neck. I breathe, fighting the urge to kiss her, and whisper in her ear. She pushes my hand away, trying to set boundaries. I feel her tense, I feel her pussy pulse on my leg, and every time it does I want to push my hand into her pants and feel her wetness. “Thank god you’re on your period” I whisper to her. Because honestly if she wasn’t, I don’t know if I would’ve been able to stop myself from pinning her down and burying my face in her warmth. I wanted to watch her as my tongue danced on her pussy, I wanted to feel uninhibited to do absolutely anything to her. My desperation to please her and make her cum was driving me mad.

    I stop. “This is bad, this is fucked”

    “I know,” she whispers back.

    She turns over, her back facing me, we need our distance, it’s getting too intense. I wrap my arms around her, caressing her still. I move my hand to her neck and wrap it. A gentle squeeze just so she understood my intentions. Oh the things I wanted to do to her. I felt like an animal, my primal urges moving me. I press my mouth to the back of her neck and start kissing it. I stop. Worried that her boyfriend might hear. She turns back, our legs intertwined again. I can’t help myself, and I put my hand under her shorts, I begin to graze her pussy up and down. Gently. She shyly tries to stop me, though she really doesn’t want to, but I insist that my hand stays there. A literal animal I wanted to rip through her, abuse her. It was bad. I told her I needed to masturbate. Her boyfriend eventually leaves. We continue this for a bit longer before she suggests that we do it together. I agree.

    Side by side, she turns on her stomach I’m on my back. With our free hand we’re holding the other. It felt ridiculously good, I needed to cum. We both moan softly as it starts to build. My foot resting in between her thighs, I could feel it getting more intense, her hand is moving faster under the sheets. I loved feeling her enjoy herself, imagining the pleasure she was feeling added to mine. She tenses, and releases a moan. She came, right beside me. It was so hot knowing she was cumming to me, that she was doing it right beside me because she couldn’t wait to release. How naughty this all was, and the fact that we were doing it despite how wrong it might be. It was my turn. I turn to the side and focus on the moment. She was grabbing me, silently encouraging me. I was playing with myself right next to her, next to my coworker. She felt so good. It gets more intense, my pussy is throbbing and I feel an orgasm coming on. Waves of pleasure flow through me, I’m insanely turned on. My breathing gets heavier as I feel the warmth of an orgasm consume me. I shudder and try to stifle my moans. It’s such an intense orgasm, it makes me throb just thinking about it. It really feels so different when you have someone beside you. We continued to play around like this, and be flirtatious with one another for the rest of the day. This whole time we hadn’t shared a kiss but it almost feels like we must have because of how intense it all was. How close we both felt to each other.

    Today we worked together, and as soon as I saw her I just wanted to fuck her. I immediately got wet. And felt my pussy throb. She feels it too. It feels so fucking intense right now. How badly I want her. How much the lines of what’s right and wrong are getting blurred. I genuinely want to abuse her sexually. Lol it feels so bad to say but the pent up tension is just messing with me.

  2. Why not just go for it? Hell invite you guy to watch on FaceTime. What guy would not want to see that?

  9. I was really, really hoping this ended with you both scissoring and going wild. MORE PLEASE!!!

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