Flipping back over to her stomach, Callie lifted her ass up into the air and brought the plug around to her rear side. Her wet fingers returned to her pussy, slowly manipulating her clit in fervid and firm circles, while her other hand guided the plug toward her puckered asshole. First she felt the tip of the plug prod at her hole, the thin rounded edge attempting to dilate her ass. Reaching her fondling hand back, she applied more of her natural lubricant to her ass and then gave the butt plug another pressured push against her little wrinkled knot.
Callie’s breathing was steady and slow and her mind flitted to thoughts of Sofia and her creamy breasts. She imagined Sofia’s tits seeping milk from her nipples, white runny fluid oozing out. Relaxing into the pleasure now, Callie felt her ass open slightly, allowing the tip of the plug to enter her. It sent shockwaves through her body. She grabbed onto her pussy lips and gave them a couple resolved yanks, then squeezing her lips around her clit and pulling at that as well.
With a couple more deep breaths and some compelled pushes, the stainless steel plug goaded her crinkled ring into opening up and it wasn’t long before Callie was able to push the toy inside of her ass. Her lubricated hole gaped as the thicker bulb of the plug moved inside and then closed around the thinner stem, leaving just the onyx jewel on the end of the plug exposed.
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Road Trippin’ No Panties
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ROAD TRIPPIN’ NO PANTIES
As they continued their kiss, Nat could feel herself growing aroused between her legs. She could feel her pussy throbbing mellifluously, a trickle of wetness slipping downwards between her lips, and an anxious quiver running through her figure. Never had she imagined kissing Jenny, but in the moment it felt exciting, fun, and natural.
In a slow movement, Jenny pulled back from their kiss and the girls opened their eyes together to take a peek at each other. Nat moved a hand to rest on Jenny’s upper chest, transferring a subtle humidity between flesh. They both felt slightly flush from their encounter, the exhilaration palpable in the night air.
“That was nice,” said Nat serenely.
“Mm hmm,” agreed Jenny, smiling and nodding her head.
“Can I touch you?” ask Nat, gently rubbing her palm against Jenny’s upper chest.
“Okay,” whispered Jenny.
Moving her hand down, Nat eased her fingers between Jenny’s legs and started to gently caress Jenny’s hairless pussy lips. She manipulated her friend’s flesh between her fingers, feeling the folds and flaps, the twists and turns. As she fondled Jenny down below, she could feel her friend begin to moisten, a wetness that slipped out easily and began to coat her fingers. Looking down to watch herself massage Jenny, Nat rested her head against Jenny’s chest and breathed heavily.
“I like that,” sighed Jenny, kissing the top of Nat’s head as it rested in front of her.
“Your pussy is soft,” said Nat. “And smooth.”
Suddenly Nat felt Jenny’s hand push between her legs and start to fondle her in unison. With her middle and ring fingers, Jenny slowly petted Nat’s pussy lips, already moist from the excitement of it all, and Jenny’s fingers moved between Nat’s lips with verve and caressed upwards in a rhythmic motion. Each time Jenny’s fingers reached Nat’s clit, Nat felt herself shiver with delight.
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Running can get you sweaty
Lick My Finish Line
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“Boop!” exclaimed Riley, reaching to the elastic of Heather’s running shorts and swiftly pulling them down Heather’s legs. As the shorts rested down at Heather’s ankles, her small naked ass was revealed, a light brown freckle punctuating her left cheek.
“Riley!” cried out Heather. She quickly turned back around, hopping out of her shorts, wearing only her tank top now. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, a darker brown than her hair, tightly fading into her pale skin below it. She suddenly leapt at Riley and tackled her down to the carpet, Riley giggling the entire way down.
“You’re so easy,” called out Riley, blocking Heather’s playful smacking. As Heather sat on top of her, Riley reached between Heather’s legs and firmly pinched Heather’s pussy lips inspiring Heather to let out a high yelp.
“You!” said Heather, jumping up off of Riley. She reached between her legs and tenderly rubbed herself. “That hurt!”
“Sure, sure,” said Riley with a laugh, hoisting herself up off the ground.
As Riley stood up, Heather quickly reached out and pinched her nipple in retaliation.
“Ow!” called out Riley, smacking Heather’s hand away.
“Serves you right,” snarked Heather.
“Okay,” said Riley, opening her palms to her friend and offering a truce. “Are we good?”
“We’re good,” said Heather, calming herself down.
“Good,” said Riley. She laughed softly to herself and shook her head, then slipped her own running shorts down her legs and kicked them off her feet. Riley stood there completely nude now, her pubic mound completely absent of hair.
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Rich best friends explore each other on a yacht
Rich Girls Don’t Wear Panties
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Yvonne felt guilty sometimes dreaming of Carter while she fondled her pussy, but she simply couldn’t help it. The idea of Carter would slip into her mind as she started touching herself and refused to leave. As she and Carter had grown so close, they had often seen each other naked and the beautiful image of Carter totally nude had been etched in Yvonne’s mind. Her healthy pink skin, the way her breasts hung from her chest, the curve of her small tummy that transitioned into the lightly furry mound between her legs. That thinly sheared blonde pubic hair matching the hair atop Carter’s head. She was a beautiful young woman and Yvonne found herself masturbating to the mental picture of Carter more and more frequently.
Opening her eyes and looking down, Yvonne saw that her fingers were becoming milky and moist as she massaged herself. She firmly pressed her fingers between her lips now, her motions gaining in aggression, and she punctuated her fondling with quick rubs against her clit.
“Oh Carter,” she softly moaned aloud, her eyes closed and her head turning to the side against the pillow. She inserted her middle and ring fingers deep into her pussy, thrusting a few times before pulling them back out to rub her clit once more. She could feel the heated dampness between her thighs and a soft tingle moving through her limbs.
Moving her other arm down, she penetrated herself with the fingers from one hand while the opposing hand massaged her clit in concentric circles. She had grown incredibly moist by this time, as she had trained herself to become easily aroused. Her fingers squeaked through the wetness as she pounded her hole, and a creaminess of her natural lubricant coated her fingers. Yvonne held the image of a naked Carter in her mind, having the mental picture of Carter spread her legs open wide and masturbate alongside of Yvonne.
This was a scenario Yvonne always came back to: she and Carter masturbating together.
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Best friends get away to the cabin
Lily’s Kinky Cabin Affair
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The sauna was a tiny room, with just a single bench on the far wall. Shannon sat on this bench, cross-legged and upright, watching Lily as she came through the door. Near the top of the sauna on either side was a rectangular window, open just slightly, to allow some steam to be released and light to be let in. Lily approached Shannon, still covering her chest with her arm and her other han
d covering her bush. Shannon, on the other hand, was unashamed of her nudity as she sat. Lily could even faintly see Shannon’s pussy spread in her cross-legged sitting position.
“Sit down,” said Shannon, patting the bench next to her. “Relax.”
Lily obeyed and sat next to Shannon. Taking a deep breath, she put both her arms down to the side to expose her nudity in front of her friend.
“Isn’t it nice in here?” said Shannon.
“Steamy,” said Lily.
“That’s the point,” laughed Shannon.
“I know,” mused Lily. “Just saying.”
“You’ve got a very nice body,” said Shannon, admiring Lily now. “I really like your tiny tits.”
“Really?” said Lily, looking down at herself. “I’ve always been self-conscious of them being so small.”
“I think they’re perfect,” said Shannon, tilting her head to look at Lily’s chest. “You’ll never have to worry about gravity!” Both girls laughed and the mood lightened.
“I suppose you’re right,” said Lily.
“And you’ve got this one cute freckle on your left boob,” said Shannon. She reached out and touched the freckle on the side of Lily’s breast, just adjacent to her nipple. As Shannon touched her, Lily felt a wave of intensity run through her whole body, a strange sensation of coldness moving through her despite the hot humidity in the sauna room.
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Hot stepsisters having lusty adventures!
The Only One Who Gets Me
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As Elsa considered what her sister might look like naked, she realized that she was softly fondling herself between her legs. The water streamed down over her body as she pressed two fingers against her clit and softly manipulated it in a circle. While the idea that she was pleasuring herself to thoughts of her stepsister felt a little strange, she didn’t care that much. Nobody could see her. Nobody could read her mind.
Looking around the shower, Elsa spotted a grouping of various beauty product bottles off on a shelf. Halting her masturbation for a moment, she inspected the bottles and pulled one out from the back. It was a small, slim shampoo bottle, no more than an inch or so in diameter and about six inches in length. She stuck the bottle under the stream of water coming from the showerhead and wiped it off as best as she could. Her mind began to race.
Propping her foot up slightly on a lip of the porcelain tub, she widened her legs and anticipated the angle. Elsa guided the shampoo bottle bottom first down between her legs and placed it at the base of her pussy. Tenderly and slow, she started to push it against herself with one hand while her other hand settled on her clit and slowly diddled.
In her mind, she imagined Elise there in the shower with her, her stepsister’s hand helping escort the small bottle into Elsa’s pinkness. Elise was nude in Elsa’s daydream, sitting on her knees below and kissing Elsa’s thigh as she gently maneuvered the bottle. It didn’t take very long of Elsa considering this fantasy until her pussy dilated and the bottle slid inside of her hole. She moaned softly once her nether area accepted the plastic bottle.
Languidly, Elsa penetrated herself with the shampoo bottle and paid attention to her clit with the fingers of her opposing hand. She could feel the bottle filling her as she pushed it in, and then that subtle feeling of emptiness as she pulled it out. Back and forth, she thrust the bottle inside of herself, her pussy growing wetter and more throbbing with each pressured push.
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MANDY’S BEST FRIEND
Mandy stood in front of her mirror, checking herself out from various angles. She turned to the side and admired the curve of her breasts and her butt. Fluffing her blonde hair, she flipped it in front of her shoulders and then behind. She stuck her little belly out and then sucked it in.
She felt… not right.
It had been a year since she graduated and aside from working her waitressing job, she had very little to show for her time spent. She hadn’t even had a serious boyfriend. It was like it was a completely lost year. Something misplaced. Something wasted. She was 19, but it didn’t feel like a well-lived youth.
And now Alexa was coming back from college. What could Mandy say to her? Would she even have time for Mandy? Would Alexa even want to hang out again?
Mandy regretted in that moment not following Alexa to college. She felt alone and adrift, starring at herself in the mirror, wishing she were someone else.
Ambling over to her bed, Mandy crumbled down onto the end of it and picked up her phone. She scrolled through her text messages and found the last time she and Alexa had texted, just two weeks prior.
“Can’t wait to see u!” said Alexa’s text.
Mandy scrolled through their conversation and meditated on her friend. Alexa was so passionate, kind, and strong. And beautiful. They had been best friends throughout high school, but once they graduated and Alexa went off to college, they had begun to grow apart. At first they talked on the phone weekly, but after a couple of months Alexa was less available, busy instead with her new friends at college.
The whole thing made Mandy feel deserted.
Now it was like she didn’t have anybody. Everybody was off doing their own thing, living their own lives. Mandy was friendly with a couple of the girls at the restaurant, but it wasn’t a real friendship. It wasn’t like what she had with Alexa.
Looking at her phone, on the text conversation with Alexa, she began to type.
“Hey babe – u home yet???” she wrote. Mandy hesitated for a moment, took a breath, and hit send.
After the text sent, Mandy watched the text conversation screen intently. She slumped her shoulders as she waited. Then, suddenly, the ellipsis appeared to indicate that Alexa was typing. Mandy smiled and sat up, watching the phone closely, waiting for Alexa’s message to come through.
“YES!” Alexa’s message said. Then the ellipsis appeared and Mandy waited. “Got mom’s car – u free 2nite?”
Mandy fell back in her bed, smiling, and kicked her legs in the air just a little bit. She felt as though she had a friend again. Holding her phone up in the air and writing, she and Alexa made plans to hang later on after dinner. Mandy stood up on her bed and jumped a few times, finally then leaping off the bed to look in the mirror again.
She smiled to herself and felt dizzy with excitement.
*
Mandy waited on her front porch, sitting down on the wooden step, wearing khaki short shorts and a white tank top tucked in, her long blonde hair in a single braid. The warm June evening air blew over her and made her feel alive. Early summer was her favorite season. Everything seemed possible and free and open.
The anticipation over Alexa’s arrival was killing her. She felt so excited, elated, brimming with happiness for her friend’s return. A homecoming after a long voyage. Surely Alexa will have changed, Mandy thought. A year at college can do a lot to a person. Open her up to new things, new sights, new ideas. Mandy hoped that she wouldn’t bore Alexa too much. Her excitement turned to anxiety, but then quickly shifted back as a car pulled into her driveway, the headlights cutting through the dwindling orange light of the summer evening.
Mandy popped up and ran to the car, now idling at the end of the walkway, and poked her head into the window.
“Alexa!” she exclaimed.
“Hey girl,” said Alexa, smiling back at her. “Get your butt in here.”
Pulling the door open, Mandy hopped inside the car, and quickly closed the door behind her. She leaned over the middle console and hugged Alexa, who returned her hug with her right arm, keeping her left hand on the steeling wheel.
Alexa was so sweetly pretty. She had light brown hair that looked almost reddish in certain lights, with big brown eyes to match. Under her eyes were a smattering of freckles, freck
les that came out all the more as her skin grew sun-kissed with summer’s passing. Alexa had a small button nose and thin lips, her face as a whole oval-shaped yet slight.
“Let me take you in,” said Mandy, gazing lovingly at her friend. Alexa wore short and thin track shorts, black with a white stripe down the side. Like Mandy, Alexa wore a tank top, light blue with a racerback to give her a sleek, athletic look. She wore nothing on feet, her thin and aged flip flops rested on the floor of the passenger seat.
“It’s so good to see you,” said Alexa. “I missed you.” She made a kissy face and smiled.
“So where are we going?” asked Mandy, putting her seatbelt on and sitting back.
“Let’s go to the quarry cliff and catch up,” said Alexa, engaging the car in reverse. She slowly backed out of Mandy’s driveway.
“That sounds great,” said Mandy. She put her hand on Alexa’s bare leg and smiled at her. “I’m so glad you’re back, Alexa.”
“Me too,” said Alexa. “Let’s go.” She shifted the car to drive and took off down the street.
*
The night had grown darker, but the moon offered a great view of the quarry below. Various yellow trucks and cranes were strewn about the landscape, working together by day to dig into the large hill yet looking abandoned and lonely by night. Mandy and Alexa sat on a picnic table near the edge of the cliff, Alexa with a rolling paper in one hand and a sachet of tobacco resting in her lap.
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