by Rebecca Foxx
Kerry to was enjoying the vibrations inside her panties. The thrill of knowing what she was doing intensified the feeling for her. Robin spoke “So if there are no further questions, thank you for listening and enjoy the rest of your day”. Kerry hit the button to enable the vibrators to react to sound and held her breath. Applause echoed around the hall. Robin gasped, as the vibration inside her pussy increased. She was completely out of control and knew if it continued she would have an orgasm live on stage in front of hundreds of people.
Kerry held her knees together to try and increase the sensation. Eventually, the applause subsided, along with the vibration. Kerry and Robin walked off the stage. “Fucking hell. I don’t know how I continued” Robing smiled. “The girl did great”. Kerry giggled.
Robin and Kerry stayed and listened to the last two presentations. Everyone had done really well, and it was impossible to work out how well they did. The results would be announced later this evening at the graduation party. They removed the vibrators in the bathroom and headed home to change. They both had more than graduation on their minds as they prepared for the evening.
Robin’s wardrobe mainly consisted of sweatpants and baggy tops. She was wearing the smartest clothes that she owned, so she decided that after a quick shower and change of underwear, she would put the clothes she wore today back on. It has been quite a day, and the vibrator experience had almost sent her over the edge. Every sign that Kerry put out told Robin that it was only a matter of time before they got it on together.
So Robin could hardly contain herself as she left her apartment. Kerry never had the same problem as Robin. She had so many dresses, skirts and tops she had trouble choosing. Something smart to graduate in was a must, but also something revealing and sassy to impress Robin. She opted for a creamy colored short dress, with a subtle red pattern. It had a very daring neckline, and the push-up bra she chose, gave her an amazing cleavage. Just before seven o’clock, both girls were ready and heading towards the college with a lot more than graduation on their minds.
Chapter Six
Robin arrived first. She walked into one of the bars on campus that her group had exclusive use of for the evening. A few of her classmates congratulated her on the presentation and how calm she looked on stage. Robin smiled to herself as she thought of her secret. She ordered a white wine and sat down on a bar stool and waited for Kerry. She didn't have to wait long before the room lit up as Kerry arrived. She looked absolutely stunning, almost as if she had just walked off the catwalk. Kerry spotted Robin immediately and made a beeline for her.
She kissed Robin on the cheek. “I had no time to change” lied Robin. “It’s okay! You look fantastic” Kerry replied honestly, before ordering a vodka and tonic. Robin and Kerry spent the next hour or so, chatting with the other presenters and classmates. They were all thankful that the course was over, and they spoke of their future plans. Kerry was determined to carry on modeling as she was getting used to earning a reasonable amount of cash doing it. Robin was still undecided, but she told everyone that she wanted a job in IT.
Robin and Kerry were very relaxed, and they both noticed when the others hand rested a little longer on their leg or hand, whilst they chatted together at the bar. It was just before eight thirty when Mr. Durham grabbed the microphone on the makeshift stage. “Ladies & Gentlemen. It is time to put you out of your misery and reveal the results of the presentations”. Everyone in the room moved a little nearer the stage and looked up at their tutor anxiously. “All six presentations were excellent, but there can only be one winner” Kerry grabbed Robins hand and squeezed it. “Good luck” she whispered. “In third place.” Mr. Durham continued. “Adam and Claire”.
Everyone clapped as they made their way to the stage to collect their certificates. Mr. Durham walked over to the microphone again “The runner up is…” He paused for effect as though he was announcing the winner of a television talent show. “Robin and Kerry”. Applause sounded around the room again as they made their way to the stage. They were both a little disappointed to come second but, they never showed it.
They collected their certificates and stood patiently together at the side of the stage whilst they waited for the winner to be announced. “And the winner is the only solo entry. “Joshua Austin!”. Kerry knew that Joshua would win. He came first in everything he did. Robin and Kerry clapped along with the rest of the hall and pretended to look interested when Josh gave his little speech.
Everyone graduated as expected. Robin got a grade B, and Kerry a Grade C. Neither of them cared too much, as they didn't need grades as they never planned to go to University. An hour later all of the formalities were over and a local band introduced themselves and started playing some familiar covers. Robin and Kerry brought another drink and congratulated each other. “We did it” Kerry announced. “Now we can relax” Robin giggled a little and continued. “Do you know what we should do to celebrate? She asked. “Get drunk” laughed Robin. “I was thinking more along the lines of fucking each other’s brains out!” Kerry whispered. Robin climbed down of a barstool and grabbed Kerry’s hand “I thought you would never ask! Let’s find somewhere”.
Hand in hand they walked out the hall, and down the corridor, trying doors to empty classrooms as they went. Eventually, they found one and walked into to dimly lit classroom.
Kerry shut the door and walked over to Robin. She put her arms around her neck and moved her mouth towards Robin’s. Passions for both girls had reached boiling point over the last few days. Kerry forcibly kissed Robin, her tongue immediately searching and probing Robin’s eager lips. Robin sighed and gave out a little whimper as she opened her mouth and prepared for Kerry’s warm tongue in her mouth.
Feeling the vibration, running across Robins lips, Kerry pushed her body hard against Robin’s body. Robin was surprised at Kerry’s strength as she was pushed backward until she was jammed up against the tutor’s desk. Kerry moved her hand urgently to Robin’s tits and squeezed hard. Robin was now struggling to breathe as they kissed, but she never stopped and loved the hint vodka inside Kerry’s mouth.
Kerry moved her hands down to Robin’s blouse button and she started to struggle with the buttons. Kerry wanted her face buried between her huge tits so badly, she was almost tearing at the buttons. As the last button popped open, Kerry thrust her arms behind Robin and quickly undone the three clips holding her bra together. Kerry felt the pressure against her tits ease as her bra fell open. Kerry was acting like a woman possessed. She pulled Robins bra up and over her tits. Kerry pulled herself away sighed as she stared at Robins wonderful tits, now free.
Robin immediately moved her mouth and closed it around Kerry’s right nipple, and she sucked it into her mouth. Robin arched her back and pushed her tits even harder into Kerry's face. The sound of muffled slurping came from Kerry’s face. Instinctively, Robin grabbed Kerry’s head and held it firmly against her tits. Now it was Kerry that was struggling for breath. Kerry moved her hand down to Robin’s thigh, and she urgently ran it up between her legs.
Her fingers found the edge of Robin’s panties, and she pulled her soaking wet panties away from her throbbing pussy before cupped her hand over it. Kerry was no stranger to wet pussy’s, but never in her life had she experienced anything like the sticky mess inside Robin’s panties. Everything was sopping wet and sticky, to the point that her juices actually streamed down her thighs. Kerry tugged on Robin’s panties and with one quick motion she pulled them down to the floor for Robin to step out of them. Free of her panties, Robin leaned back and pulled herself up so she could sit on the edge of the tutor’s desk. Kerry fell to her knees and knowing what was coming, Robin spread her legs to allow Kerry to feast.
Robin’s pussy lips were huge. They glistened in the dull light in the classroom, whilst a trickle of clear sticky liquid escaped between them. Kerry paused. Not with hesitation, she knew where her face was going to be buried in a few seconds. She breathed in the sweet, musky odor of Robin’s juices
and closed her eyes. She moved her face closer, her tongue parting her teeth and lips. Kerry wanted to savor this moment. She stopped moving her face when her tongue touched the wet folds between Robin’s lips.
With just the tip of her tongue, she started to lick, very gently, along the inside of Kerry’s pussy lips. Clear, sticky juices coated the tip of her tongue. Robin started to tremble in anticipation. The soft stimulation between her legs was driving her crazy. She wanted that tongue hard against her. She needed Kerry’s mouth around her aching clit. She battled with the temptation to ram Kerry’s head between her legs and force her to eat her. Instead, she lay back on the desk and closed her eyes.
Kerry pushed a little harder with her tongue. Hard enough to feel the warm entrance to Robin's pussy. She couldn’t help but feel and taste Robin’s sticky juices over her mouth and chin now. Kerry moved her hand and felt for Robin’s clit. As soon as Robin felt Kerry's fingers run over her clit she jerked her hips violently, which resulted in Kerry’s face becoming completely covered in her sticky liquid.
As soon as Kerry’s face became covered in Robin’s juices, a she was aware of a slight burning sensation between her legs. Kerry moved her hand down her body to her own wet pussy. Her fingers slid easily inside her panties and between her lips before she pushed her middle finger inside her. Robin felt Kerry’s gentle moans vibrate across her pussy lips. Kerry needed to give her tongue a rest and take some deep breaths.
She moved her free hand between Robins legs and slid a finger inside her. It went in so easily that she immediately pushed another finger inside Robin. “Oh fuck yes” cried Robin as Kerry started to finger fuck her. Robin was so wet, Kerry decided that she could handle a third finger and she paused and squeezed it in. Kerry’s other hand continued to work her own pussy, but she decided that her clit was demanding the most attention, so she slid her fingers along either side of it before squeezing her soft folds of slippery skin against her throbbing tiny button.
Kerry’s fingers continued to slide in and out of Robin’s pussy. Kerry was working it hard, her fingers plunging completely inside Robin’s drenched pussy. Robin’s clit ached for attention, so she moved her own hand down and started to rub the flat of her hand across it. Robin was going crazy. Her hips were sliding back against Kerry’s hand as she fucked her, causing her tits to roll around uncontrollably. “You're gonna make me cum Kerry” She announced, once again struggling for breath.
Kerry shuddered when Robin spoke. “Are you ready? Kerry asked. “Don’t you dare fucking stop” came the reply. Kerry did the opposite of stopping and her fingers plunged in and out of her even harder. The squelching sound of Robin’s juices being stirred were so loud. Kerry watched mesmerized as her fingers slide inside Robin, her whole hand was soaking wet. Robin worked her clit really hard, spraying even more of her clear liquid everywhere.
Robin’s pleasure wave began to build. A small twinge deep inside her began to grow. Her pussy lips, red and throbbing, ached as the blood pulsed through them. She felt an empty feeling in the pit of her stomach that needed filling. Her nipples ached and it felt like a red hot needle was being pushed into them. Her hips started to thrust forwards with such intensity, Kerry struggled to keep up her steady fucking rhythm. Robin began to breathe erratically, making little gasping sounds between each breath.
Sensing she was ready, Kerry pulled her fingers from her own pussy and squeezed Robin’s nipples hard. Robin bit her lip. “Fuck, here it comes” She screamed. Kerry’s fingers were just a blur as they fucked her. It felt to Robin that they were trying to pull her orgasm from her. Robin held her breath and bore down, willing her explosion. Her head itched and her legs started to shake as her wave gained momentum.
She closed her legs, trapping Kerry’s fingers inside her. She tried to sit up. Her pussy was on fire and throbbing. She needed her release. “Cum” Robin whimpered as her pussy exploded in ecstasy. She reached out and pulled Kerry into her. They booth shook with the force of the orgasm. “Let it go, it’s okay” Kerry whispered. Robin thought she would never stop shaking, but eventually, her body relaxed and she sighed. “Thank you”
Kerry kissed her on the cheek and moved her hands down between her legs. She needed release now. Robin jumped down of the desk and knelt beside her. She rubbed Kerry’s clit until her orgasm arrived. It didn't take long until Kerry, threw her head backward and shook until she came too. They held each other until their pulse rates returned to normal.
They agreed to meet up again the following day. Kerry was going to cook a meal, and they agreed to watch a chick flick together and cuddle up on the sofa. They both knew that they had started something that was not going to be easy to stop.
THE END
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Mug Full of Love
Ch. 1
Friday night. A night I used to look forward to after the grueling slog known as Monday. I remember when I’d drag myself through the rest of the days, because I knew on those long evenings I could sit on my couch and rest in his arms. The same arms that held me as I drifted off to bed and pulled me in for a quick kiss before I headed off to work could finally cling to me long into the night.
As I laid back on the couch, both feet on my coffee table and a bottle of beer at the table to my right, I closed my eyes, trying to remember his face. His deep blue eyes, messy blond hair, and handsome, youthful looks were almost a dream to me now. To my dismay, a blanket wrapped around me was hardly a replacement for his warmth—his scent. It was the last thing he ever touched, but since he left it’d been on me so much that I couldn’t smell him on it anymore. I knew he’d react badly, voiced the doubt at the back of my head faintly.
They always do, remarked my bitterness as claws shot out of where nails should’ve been. The claws dug into the couch cushions, adding more markings to the battered old thing. Everything in the living room seemed to have some sort of scratch or incision on it from one of my episodes. For the longest time, I thought I could hide it from Darrel, but as the months went on it only became more apparent that it couldn’t.
“Oh my God! You’ve been a Goddamn monster this whole time!” the memory echoed in my head, bouncing from ear to ear. Upon reflex, both of my ears twitched at the painful sound and I could feel a familiar ache assaulting my heart. As my chest tightened, I grabbed the bottle and took a swig without a second thought. As I downed the swill, my head went quiet for a moment—peaceful. My vision blurred slightly as I looked around the dimly lit room and the TV flickering across from me, but my head could hardly keep up with the people talking on the screen.
When my memories returned, Darrel wasn’t standing in front of me—berating me with eyes stained with bloody tears. All I could see was the grin on his face as he looked up at me, eyes full of desire as my cock laid across his face—throbbing for him. I drew in a deep breath, feeling the beast taking over and my primal needs flooding my brain. The booze only accelerated it—made me realize just how much I wanted him right then.
Work was Hell as usual. I was still stuck in my business suit even though I’d unzipped my pants and stripped down to my button up dress shirt before relaxing on the couch. The minutes ticked away as I took one swig and then another. My hand laid on my thighs, but slipped between to tease my growing bulge as I sprawled out, letting out a heavy breath.
Nothing ever was the same after you left, Darrel, I thought to myself as I sighed, tracing a finger around my groin. You’re not here to drink me down anymore or take my cock… How am I supposed to find someone who was as good as you now? A grin spread across my face as my hardening shaft fought against the fabric of my pants. Every strand and fiber tried to conceal me, but it was a futile attempt. Just the thought of Darrel sitting beside me, trying to coax me into some fun was enough to awaken the beast within me.
The wolf clawed at my heart—making me think in ways I never could sober
. All the constrictions and rules I gave myself came crashing down the more I drank. My mouth sloshed the cheap drink around as I hooked a claw in my boxers and slowly started to pull the waistband down the all too obvious tent. I gasped sharply as my hardness bounced—twitching freely before a hand came around to snatch it out of the air.
“Mm… Fuck, Darrel… Fuck,” I panted, lost in my drunken daze. “That’s it, Darrel… God, I want you,” I muttered, falling over and landing on the arm rest. I imagined Darrel climbing over me and rubbing his growing erection against my thigh—God, that man loved to tease me. He’d look me in the eyes, lust flashing and breaths heavier than mine. No matter how much I gave him, he always wanted more.
I licked my lips and drew in another breath, the pleasure shooting up from my cock and making my toes curl. It wasn’t often I allowed myself such a pleasure, but when the drinks started, it was only a matter of time before I was whipping my cock out. The wolf in me fought for the man in me to feed his lust, pumping my cock faster and faster.