[FF] I like to have some fun every now and again… (2)

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I walked into Parker’s bedroom to find her already naked, smiling at me. I stared for a second, breathing deeply, trying to calm my still-frantic heartbeat.

“Come here Addie”, she said softly. I climbed into her bed, sliding my feet under the comforter and settling with my hand on her waist. I took a moment to take it in, take her in, gliding my hand over her soft skin. From her waist, to her thighs, tracing my way back up and dragging my fingernails gently up her chest and them firmer down her back.

“Mm Addie, your nails feel so good”, she moaned as she closed her eyes and arched back a little, exposing her neck. I pressed myself against her, my thigh sliding between hers, our breasts crushing together, and began to lick and bite her neck again while slowly grinding myself against her thigh, pressing my own now into her soaking pussy. Parker ground her pussy on my leg frantically, moaning, as I drove her crazy with my mouth on her neck, on her mouth, on her ear, on her nipples, my nails still running a slow circuit up and down her arms. She gently pushed me off of her and straddled me, biting her own lip as she slid a finger between the lips of my wet pussy.

[FF] I like to have some fun every now and again

To set the scene: I’m a 27 year old redhead. Pale, 34D, lots of tattoos, even more piercings. I’m married to a man, who I love, but ever since I was 15 I’ve known that I also loved women. They’re soft, beautiful, and everything about them begs to be touched. My friends all know how much I love to play, so they frequently indulge my (and their) dirty fantasies. My friend Parker is 29, gorgeous, Spanish, with beautiful curves. She’s bi-curious, and obsessed with my tits. Every once in a while she invites me over to “drink”, and it always ends the same way…

So the other night Parker invited me over to drink again. I knew how it was probably going to go, so before I left I slipped off my panties, tossed them in the hamper, and kissed my husband goodbye. I got to Parker’s house and settled in on the couch with a glass of gin and a fresh joint, and we caught up on life while we watched tv. By the time a couple hours had gone by I began to second guess what I was there for, and I had resigned myself to hopefully having some alone time later to relieve some tension.