My friend and I jerked off a stripper on a bachelorette party [FFM]

Our friend Erin was the first of our friends to get married so the group of 20 of us didn’t really know how things should work out on this trip. However, her old sister planned everything. She kept talking about how she had a fun Saturday night planned but wouldn’t tell any of us anything except that we had to be in the lobby by 7pm.

We all met at the lobby of the hotel at 7:00 that evening and there was a line of cabs to take us to our destination. When we got to the destination and the cabs let us out there wasn’t anything there. We were dropped off in between a row buildings with what seemed had been abandoned years. Erin’s sister walked over to one of the doors that seemed deserted and knocked and waved us over. A big security type of guy let us in and we walked in. We walked downstairs and it opened up into a huge dance area with dozens of other bachlortte parties drinking and partying.

Road trip with my friend after college [FF] – Part 2

Thanks for making me feel so welcome. Here’s part 2:

It was weird. The rest of the trip we both acted like nothing happened. We laughed and some of our favorite college memories and cried that were finally growing up and had to be actually responsible for our own decisions. However, when I got home the only thing I could think about was that experience in the shitty Marriot. The thought of her tongue on my lips sent shivers down my spine but I tried to suppress those thoughts and emotions for as long as I could.

The first night I was home I laid in my childhood bed thinking about Jess. I felt weird and awkward that was fantasizing about my best friend but eventually I let my body win over my mind. I closed my eyes and moved my hands towards my waist band and slide my hand inside my shorts. I thought about Jess’ tongue on my clit as I slowly felt the fabric of my panties soak up my wetness. I could my heart beat until I finally let my fingers touch my aching clit. I was playing with my wetness and running my fingers up and my mound until I could barely keep my hands there. This is actually a pretty big deal for me because I surely only use my fingers to get myself. I wasn’t only masterbating to my best friend but **I was masterbating to another girl.** I clenched my thighs until that familiar rush of orgasmic bliss overcame my body and I came. That night I passed out confused and guilty but satisfied.

Road trip with my friend after college [FF]

My name is Kim and I would say I’m a pretty normal person. I decided to share a story from my post senior year college summer with the support of my boyfriend who fully has allowed me to embrace my writing side as a way to explore my sexuality in a way I best I can during quarantine. I’ve always thought it’s a little weird how people describe themselves in these type of stories but I’ve seen that readers like some sort of visual. I’m slim, curly blonde hair that gets out of control if humidity is anywhere near higher then usual, small boobs, brown eyes and I’ve always taken the cute girl next door comments as a compliment.

The summer after our senior year my friend Jess and I decided to take a road trip back home. We both grew up in California but went to school in the Midwest to get out of the typical California mindset. We were best friends since freshmen year and met at orientation where our love for California (from a distance) and Chicago deep dish pizza helped us bond. We both had similar personal interests but professionally we couldn’t be any different. I was an accounting major and had a job lined up home at a local accounting firm while she was a psych major who was planning on attending grad school in the Fall. Jess is short, wavy brown hair, and has a really cute face. I’ve always considered myself straight so never thought of her looks more than **oh she’s pretty!**