Dwhirti Short Erotica Stories for Women

Dirty Erotica Short Stories for Woman, Taboo Pleasures, Bedtime Dark Romance Novel and Much More!

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ATTENTION!

This book contains few explicit scenes, adult language, themes, dirty talk, and other contents that may be unpleasant to some readers.

Chapter 1. (Story 1)

 

Last night I had a dream about you. Before I could change my mind, I pressed SEND. I worried for two seconds before my phone rang, almost knocking it over the floor.

I was immediately greeted with an Oh, really?

There was a casual playfulness in her voice, but there was something deeper too. Down, little one. I shouldn't have informed you. I was only sorry because my mind went to her partner, who was as beautiful as an apple tart.

I appreciate it. My morning was a disaster before you emailed me that. Why? What exactly is going on?

I'm sitting in a café and writing. Will you meet me here we could catch up, write and over caffeine...So, I put my shoes on and headed out the door towards the town's seemingly lonely coffee shop.

I pondered where this dream had come from as I walked through my neighborhood feeling uncomfortably stimulated by my troubling vision. I thought about our past and there wasn't much to say.

I wasn't her biggest fan when we first met. She drank too much, was always high, and outrageously flirted with me... all in a skirt, which may have been her only nice trait, except that it was usually sloppy and rude in front of her friend. As a result, I found her quite repulsive.

One evening, while out with a large group of friends, I made it clear that I wasn't impressed. She must have been embarrassed because while she continued to flirt, she obviously toned it down.

A month later I noticed them more often. She had definitely worked hard to improve her image and soon won me over.

She won me over with wit and humor, but also with her politeness and sharpness - her sobriety had changed her.

The last time I saw her, she invited me to dance. I declined at first but had no choice as she was throwing me those sad puppy eyes one second and taking me to the dance floor the next.

We had a good time, but it seemed extremely innocent, as is usually the case. As always...until last night's dream which was so real, I woke up hot and wet.

At the memory, I felt the same intense pulse in my clitoris, making walking not only uncomfortable but also impossible to concentrate on putting one foot in front of the other.

Luckily (or unfortunately?) I had arrived at the front entrance of the café. Now all I had to do was go inside and confront her. I was sure that she would see the love on my face and give me her mischievous smile.

She just lifted her head and waved me over. She got up from her chair and hugged me, which made my heartbeat faster. For once, I got the impression that her contact with me was more innocent than mine.

It was hard being so close to her with the shadow of the dream. After what seemed like two hours, thirty-seven minutes and about five billion seconds, I was finally allowed to sit on the bench at her table.

She sat down next to me, too close for comfort, and I winced a little. So, tell me... she began, but I cut her off by asking why her day had been so bad, changing the subject before she could finish.

A cloud passed over her and said, oh, you know. Same age, same age... Then, with a wink, she returned to the main theme. I would like to know about your dream.

To be honest I'm not sure. As I thought about it, I realized I don't know much about you. We've been writing buddies for a long time, but I don't know much about you apart from your everyday life and what you write.

You must share if I share. I accepted, although I had no idea how to fulfill my part of the arrangement. I couldn't even look her in the eye.

She updated me on her writer's block, which led to a discussion about school, then open relationships, which spilled over into politics, and finally back to writing.

You have a deadline, huh? I remarked as the conversation ended. She nodded. I guess I better get back to work. I got up and went to the bathroom.

I finally breathed alone and protected in the small toilet area and thought about how I had avoided telling her. So, for now I took a few more.

I didn't have to pee; I just wanted an excuse to get away from her; the tension was too much for me with her lips so close. Returning to the table, I sat down opposite her, away from her skin.

She looked at her screen, hoping for something. I opened my laptop and thought how narrow the table was and how the backs of our displays had to touch.

That too seemed a little too personal to me. I squirmed a little, distracted myself by clicking away: open a new page, choose just the right font, then switch to another and decrease the font size ever so slightly.

My screen gradually lowered as she pushed from the other side, forcing me to meet her cheeky, interested gaze. Don't think I've forgotten you - it's time.

I'm sorry, we've been talking too long and now we both have to get back to work. I turned my screen back up.

I was about to pull myself together when an IM popped up on my computer, its words flashing in my face: Do you have to write? Alright. Create it No, you must complete your article.

I am disabled. I need some motivation OK... But only because it will make an interesting narrative. And I should write anyway.

And with that, I revealed the secret of my subconscious that had surfaced the night before by scribbling horrible things about her on her. Things I would never say, at least not to anyone but a lover.

It all started with an auction in my imagination. I kind of agreed to be auctioned off for some kind of charity. I was concerned as the gay men in the background in front of me had bid high on a nice MTF and I knew I wasn't going to make nearly as much money - only gay men usually have that kind of money lying around.

But I took the stage with a grin and my price quickly climbed into the hundreds of dollars. A bidding war ensued between you and my ex, and it was clear you weren't going to back down. So, my ex politely said goodbye and you won.

As I approached the edge of the stage, you reached out your hand to help me down. You’re hungry and devouring gaze was on mine. We went to your girlfriend's table and sat down. She was on your left and I was on your right, making it difficult for us to connect.

What do we do now? You said in my ear I didn't know, so I made something up.

I think you deserve three kisses. And just at that moment our fingers interlocked, moments before electricity flashed, and the tension built as they did so.

Our fingers squeezed tightly together as if they were our bodies, the longing thick and building until it became excruciating, and we knew we had to find a more private place now.

You explained yourself to your partner and she agreed - obviously there was some sort of agreement. We crashed into what looked like a giant tent and collapsed on several blankets and pillows after hurtling down a flight of stairs in a single file.

To prolong the agony, I got on my knees and started fiddling with the lights to get the optimal lighting. You couldn't take it anymore (me neither) so you pulled yourself and me up to you, the little space between us suddenly filled with such heat and desire, fervor and longing.

We had dived into that first kiss, engulfed it, tore each other apart like we'd wanted it for years, both breathing heavily and our eyes locking - a rapid pulse racing out of you and into me.

I've wanted you for years I had been so busy putting my fantasy into words that I almost forgot I was writing to a single person. Stop doing that.

Seriously, I have. And now I'm here. Your words put me in a waking dream. It's a fantasy. Typing this now feels like destroying reality. You disturb my focus if you don't stop, I'll lose it, and then it's gone.

As she read these lines, she stopped typing and I refocused, closed my eyes, and returned to my dream. I started banging on the computer again, searching the depths of my mind for words that suited my passion.

We fell to the ground again. We banged into each other, searing and fierce, with rage and madness. Your hands exploring, limbs entwined, my lips unwilling to leave yours, your tongue wrapped around mine.

We didn't care if we could even breathe, let alone remember. Gripping, frantic, pushing each other harder and harder, and knowing we had to stay above the thin layer of fabric that separated lips from hardness, fingers from moisture.

I knew it, I despised it, and yet it made that first kiss even more intense. The embers grabbed us so tight we thought we might suffocate. That first kiss lasted at least an hour, if not more.

I could feel you rubbing against me, your cock stiff on my thigh. They want me to do more to acknowledge its existence.

I wanted to sit on you with my legs apart and ride out this orgasm that was on the brink from the start and was now making me dizzy. If only for a short time.

I knew it would all be too fleeting for me - wanting more, always wanting more. Instead, I reached down and touched your hardness, trying to relieve you, hoping the relief would last more than a minute.

You moaned deep in my mouth the moment my hand made contact, your tongue traveled further, the vibration echoing down the back of my neck, piercing me as I prayed.

I took your cock in my hand and rubbed it up and down like my pussy would, we both too aroused to waste time.

I stroked you firmly, moving as fast as I could with the protective layer between my hand and a strong grip around you.

You were so obsessed with passion that you pushed at a feverish pace - an approaching eruption bursting at the seams - your tongue working with unfathomable speed.

The way you moved your tongue in my mouth was something I had never experienced before, and it moved so fast that it was impossible for me to focus on my work.

So, I started sucking on it, which temporarily calmed you down only to make you a lot more eager. You're back in charge and tongue fucked my mouth hard while contemplating how my lips would feel around your cock.

And then the stitches broke, and you erupted with the ferocity of a herd of bulls charging through a brick wall - spouting so hard I felt it tear right through me and I threw my whole weight on you, leaving me exhausted and fed up and now.

We lay there in ecstasy for a few minutes before remembering we had to go back. So, we straightened our clothes, ran our fingers over each other's hair, and continued on our journey.

On the way up you pinned me against a stairwell wall and all the hunger returned, flooding us, and you cupped my chin in your palm and pulled me in for another kiss.

You were stopped by me don’t you think you've used up your three kisses? You just smiled and shook your head. This is only the second.

This time you kissed me tenderly, gently, and with such intent that I felt like I was melting into a million tiny droplets of water and falling off.

You wrapped your arm around me, one hand on the small of my back, the other cupping my face and you gently untied my legs and nuzzled the tip of your cock against the moisture that had gathered there.

As our second kiss deepened, you crushed me in a circular motion; I let out a small moan, cold concrete on my shoulder blades, leaning into you. My whispers grew more frequent and boisterous, and I felt a grin spread across my lips.

You gently pulled your face away, leaving me in this vulnerable position, and you stared into my eyes. Just wait and see how the third kiss goes.

You gently let go of my hand and motioned for me to go up the stairs. As I walked away, I felt your gaze travel up my legs to my ass.

After typing for so long, my fingers stopped. I took a deep breath after a short period of silence as I stared at the screen in disbelief.

Then what? She tapped the keyboard.

That's all. I came to, my screen gently lowered again and I looked into her eyes. She was looking at me the same way she was in my dream and that, along with the wetness in my pantyhose, was the most painful thing I've ever felt.

I am sorry... I can't... And with that I ran to the bathroom. I started closing and locking the door, again safe from her sight as she burst in, standing between me and the door.

I would want my third kiss.

 

Chapter 2. (Story 2)

 

Meghan has a crush on Andrea's pal, and Andrea is well aware of it. When she sees her sister watching Melissa undress in the bathroom since the door was ajar and the bathroom light was on, she taunts her for wanting Melissa's pussy.

Andrea laughs at Meghan despite her cancellation. Later that night, Andrea convinces Melissa to come into Meghan's room and play with her. Meghan is devastated to find out it was all a joke and Melissa begins to feel sorry for her.

Meghan sobs herself to sleep and her mother returns home slightly tipsy, letting Melissa take the reins. Melissa's pussy is so wet that after putting Trisha to bed she goes to Meghan's room to wake her up in a very sensual way!

Meghan sat on the sofa in the living room. She wrapped herself in a blanket since the house was cold. When Andrea and Carol walked in, she was eating popcorn and watching a movie, her eyes staring at the screen.

Meghan, then 18, was supposed to make sure her sister Andrea came home from college and did her homework while her mother was at work. Meghan heard Andrea laugh as she walked in the front door.

Is that you Andrea? Meghan inquired; her blue eyes fixed on the TV. Her blonde locks were tied in a bun. Yes. Andrea informed her as she walked into the living room and sat in the rocking chair.

Mom doesn't want you to have any visitors until she gets home from college. Meghan finally turned away from the TV and towards her pal, who was standing by the rocking chair.

She rode home with me on the bus. Melissa and I are going to study tonight. Her mother is away on business. I'm sure mom wouldn't want her home alone. Andrea sighed and shrugged.

Meghan turned to Melissa, who had red hair, freckles on her cheeks and hazel eyes. Melissa, she thought, was underdressed for the winter. Melissa wore a tight black dress and high black boots. Her tits were big for a nineteen-year-old woman.

Maybe you should wear some of Meghan's clothes and where's your coat? Meghan asked. I'm sitting on the kitchen chair. Meghan's clothes don't fit me. Andrea giggled as Melissa blushed.

Sweatpants and a sweatshirt will do. You can wear some of mine if they don't fit. We seem to be about the same size.

Meghan didn't find the girls' antics amusing at all. I'm not sure why you're so cold, Meghan. Because you're so cruel, I never have friends who want to stay with me. Andrea sighed and rolled her eyes.

Don't you have homework to do?

You should start studying as soon as Mom comes home and sees you doing nothing. Meghan pointed this out to her.

Meghan rolled her eyes and went upstairs. She gripped the banister as she climbed the polished wooden steps, Melissa close behind her.

I'm sorry Melissa. As they walked up the stairs, Meghan overheard Andrea mumbling something to her. Meghan kept an eye on Melissa and felt her pussy tickle as she followed her up the stairs.

Biting her lip, she watched Melissa go upstairs. She looked down at her rather small tits and saw her nipples harden.

Blushing and shaking her head, she turned her attention back to the movie she was watching. Trisha, her mother, came home a little later.

She stamped her feet on the kitchen floor to clear the snow off her boots, and then talked them out of it. Now that she was home, she felt better. Her blond hair was frizzy since morning and her blue eyes were tired from a hard day's work.

Did Andrea make it home safely?

Trisha inquired as she entered the living room and saw Meghan reading a book. She has a friend over here and she's studying. Meghan rolled her eyes as she heard the girls laughing at her. I'll check on you.

Could you watch Andrea for an hour or two while I go out tonight? As she climbed the steps, Trisha glared at Meghan.

Sure Mom, I have nothing better to do. Meghan mumbled as she turned back to her reading. She didn't feel like keeping an eye on her younger sister and her pal.

Trisha walked all the way down the hall and around the corner to knock on Andrea's open door. Andrea's room was cramped, with a closet full of clothes on the floor and clothes on the bed.

The girls had their science textbooks ready. Andrea, please clean this room. I can't believe how messed up everything is.

 Trisha said this while glancing over at Melissa who was still in her short dress but had her boots on the floor next to her.

We're trying to learn mom, Andrea said with a grin. From the sound of it, you'll have more fun chatting and joking with each other. I hear nothing quiet. Trisha said it quietly.

I'm sorry mom. Andrea sighed and rolled her eyes. I think you should go through Andrea's clothes in the closet and choose something warm to wear. Trisha informed her politely.

Yes, I forgot. I'll do it right now. Melissa got up, grabbed a sweatshirt and a pair of black stretch leggings and went to the bathroom.

Trisha returned downstairs as she saw Meghan getting up from the sofa. Leave the cover in place. I'm going upstairs to read in bed. Just let me know when you're ready to go said Meghan quietly.

OK. Trisha told her with a small grin on her face. I wish Meghan would bring her friends so she would have someone to hang out with. Meghan had to go through the toilet to get to her room.

Because it was open and the light was on, she thought Andrea had forgotten to turn off the bathroom light. She almost gasped as she stepped closer and peered in but held her gaze back as she saw Melissa changing. Melissa pulled the garment over her head and watched.

Melissa pulled the dress over her tits, first looking at her slightly hairy pussy and then gently sliding down to her flat stomach. Melissa looked at herself in the mirror, her pussy getting wet, and she continued to watch.

She smiled and massaged her tits before grabbing the sweater. Meghan had to admit that they were stunning compared to their own children. Melissa's nipples were hard, she noticed.

Wish you had something like this, Meghan? She jumped when she heard her sister's voice behind her.

No, I was just checking to make sure you left the light back on. Meghan whirled on her; her cheeks flushed more with shame than anger. Secure. I'm sure you wish you had big tits like hers instead of the small ones no one can see when you're in a shirt.

Andrea chuckled softly as Meghan walked down the hall to her bedroom without answering. Meghan closed her bedroom door and her eyes. Andrea had stood there for quite a while, long enough to realize that she was spying on her mate.

She heard the women talking about something as they passed her room. Meghan rolled her eyes and fell asleep. Meghan had the most space in her bedroom.

She always made her bed and kept her room spotless. She looked down at her pink blanket and walked the pink rug she chose a year earlier, placed the book on the bed and went to the closet.

Eyeing her as she undressed, selecting a pair of pink stretch leggings and a lightweight hoodie. She liked that she shaved her pussy once a week and thinking of Melissa's fur as she looked down at hers, she pulled her pants on and then stared at her small tits.

Andrea was right about her size. It was two small bumps with long nipples sticking out on the sides. She shook her head and pulled back her blanket to cover herself while reading a book.

Trisha yelled at her an hour later to let her know she was leaving. Trisha opened her door slightly so she could hear her sister if something was wrong.

She hoped her mother didn't have to rely on her to take care of Andrea all the time. She was old enough to look for herself. She was barely a year younger than Meghan.

She returned to her bed and thought about seeing Melissa naked again. She thought about teasing her pussy. Melissa had no idea she was being watched and Meghan had hoped Andrea wouldn't tell her.

As she thought more about Melissa, she began to wonder how much experience she had. She seemed to have a lot of experience depending on how she was dressed. Maybe in men, but in girls I'm not sure although it was relatively widespread.

Usually when she went to college it could be seen in the hallways. Girls kiss and hold hands. Meghan slipped her hand under the covers and under her stretch pants without realizing it.

Andrea had just stepped out the door when she teased her clit and moaned softly at how things were going to turn out with Melissa.

Megan didn't hear her as her eyes were closed, but when she opened them, she winced and reached for her hand from behind the covers when she saw Andrea with her hands on her hips and a smile on her face.

I won't even ask you what you're doing. Andrea laughed at her as Melissa stood in the door.

How come you never knock? Meghan fixed her gaze on her.

Not at all. We're starving. 'Did Mum tell you what we're having for dinner?' Andrea asked why she even entered the bedroom. No, but if you want, take some money from the kitchen table.

I put money there because I wanted to eat pizza tonight and I just paid my check. Meghan explained it to her straight away. I was hoping Andrea would just leave.

Thank you very much. Andrea smiled at her as she prepared to leave the room. She returned to Meghan after looking out the door and watching Melissa make her way down the stairs.

I'd like to see if she likes you. Andrea mocked her for knowing she was a lesbian but didn't think her mother knew.

Don't even think about it! Meghan cried out and blushed slightly as Andrea struggled out the door and down the stairs, laughing.

Meghan headed downstairs after hearing the girls return. She would wait for the pizza delivery boy so they could continue studying as planned.

After dinner, the two girls brought bowls of ice cream into the bedroom, and a few minutes later Melissa walked down the stairs on her own.

Did Andrea say there should be whipped cream in the fridge?

Melissa asked quietly. She didn't want to go downstairs and ask Meghan, but Andrea made her do it. When you open the door, it should be right there. Meghan explained and put her book down for a moment.

Thank you very much. Melissa smiled at her and walked into the kitchen. Meghan stood by the kitchen door and watched as Melissa opened the fridge and found it.

Melissa shook the container and squirted some into her lips, which she watched. Licked her lips and moaned with delight at the honey in her mouth.

Meghan kissed her own lips and wished she was kissing Melissa now. Noticing that Melissa was about to lock the refrigerator door, she hurriedly returned to the living room, picked up her book, and pretended to continue reading.

Thanks again. Melissa said this as she returned upstairs and held up the can. Meghan pretended not to hear her as she saw Melissa's bum in the stretch leggings Andrea had loaned her.

As she walked up the steps, I kept an eye on her butt. Little did Melissa know she was being checked through as she went upstairs and returned to Andrea's room? Hey, I have a great idea. Andrea laughed as she entered the room.

What exactly is it? Asked Melissa.

Just between us, I think my sister loves you. I've seen the way she looks at you when she sees you. Andrea laughed and didn't inform Melissa about the restroom as she didn't want to make Melissa uncomfortable.

Okay... Melissa paused for a moment before laughing. Well, we could play a trick on her. You should go to her room and tell me how much she likes you. Andrea told her the rest of her strategy.

For real? That's not very pleasant. Also, Melissa couldn't complete her statement because she blushed.

Besides that? Andrea exhaled deeply, knowing that Melissa wouldn't go through with it. She wanted to have fun and teasing her sister was just the thing.

I've never touched another woman. Melissa answered with a tiny chuckle. Come on, it'll be a lot of fun. Andrea asked her.

She wanted Meghan back because she grounded her the day before. Told her mother that she had a guy in her bedroom whose door was closed.

Fine. Melissa exhaled deeply.

All right let's keep calm and pretend to study so we can hear when she comes up the stairs. Andrea was relieved that Melissa was willing to participate.

Do you understand what that means? Melissa inquired, rolling her eyes. We don't have to say anything about that.

Then I'll mock them about it the next morning. She hates being teased. Andrea drew her attention to this. Meghan couldn't stop thinking about Melissa as she tried to read and navigate her book.

She sighed deeply and put down her book. She went upstairs to her room and closed the door hard. She took off her jeans and stared at her pink underwear.

They were lace and she liked the way they felt. She felt the wetness on the outside of her underwear as she placed her finger on her pussy.

She removed her top and wore a similar lace bra that was tight and gorgeous, revealing a small cleavage of what she had. Meghan took a pillow, placed it in the middle of the bed and folded it slightly.

She opened her legs and positioned her pussy on the pillow, placing her feet on the top of the bed and her head on the foot of the bed. She started massaging her pussy gently through her underwear on the pillow. Then a little faster each time.

After hearing Meghan coming up the stairs, Andrea instructed Melissa to leave and close her bedroom door. Melissa took her time walking down the hall to Meghan's room.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, but Andrea was more than convincing when she put her mind to it. Hearing a low moan from Meghan's bedroom, she thought of knocking on the door and thinking of a story to tell Andrea.

Melissa was curious as to what was going on when she saw that the door wasn't fully closed. Instead of knocking, she gently pulled it open, hoping not to wake Meghan.

Peering in, she saw Meghan's butt moving back and forth rapidly, the pink pantyhose she was wearing and Meghan rubbing her pussy back and forth over a pillow. Feeling her pussy in her pantyhose excites me.

Melissa entered the bedroom and tiptoed to the edge of the bed, keeping her head high and shoulders back. She got closer and saw that Meghan had her eyes closed. Melissa got wet every time she moaned.

She was surprised by the reaction of her pussy. Melissa pressed her finger on Meghan's pussy and quickly slipped a finger inside her, pink panties and all.

What the hell happened?

Meghan inquired, believing Andrea had entered the bedroom without knocking. Melissa pressed her finger into her pussy as she opened her eyes. She could feel her pants rising inside her.

You looked so hot stroking your pussy on the pillow. Melissa spoke softly to her. Everything should be part of Andrea's plan. They had meticulously arranged everything.

Melissa, I didn't expect you to show up in my room. Meghan blushed as Melissa removed her finger from her pussy.

Turn around and show me your tits. said Melissa as she cleared her throat. Her fingers trembled slightly.

Meghan couldn't believe she was experiencing this. I was curious if Andrea shared with her that she had peeked into the bathroom and seen putting on the clothes she was wearing.

You are small. Meghan blushed slightly as she said this. She has been warned. I don't mind; I just want to see her said Melissa softly. Meghan turned and nodded slowly as Melissa lifted the pillow off the bed and peered at her chest.

She massaged Meghan's cleavage with her tongue while caressing the small tits in the bra. Meghan was surprised that the firmer her nipples were, the longer they lasted.

I'd like to suck on one of your nipples. asked Melissa as she started to lower Meghan's bra before Meghan could reply.

Yes. That would be great. Meghan nodded, relieved that Melissa wasn't laughing when she saw her breasts through the bra.

Your nipples are just stunning. Your tits make me wet. Melissa lowered her eyes to her. Melissa's pussy had no idea it was a game. Their pussies made them want to suck on their firm, long nipples.

Melissa pressed her lips to the tight nipple and stuck out her tongue. When they were interrupted, she carefully began circling her tongue around Meghan's erect nipple. I had a feeling! I had a feeling you were a lesbian.

There's no denying that now! Andrea's booming voice from the door startled both women. They both saw her smile as they looked at her. She then threw her head back and laughed at Meghan.

What? What exactly is going on?

Meghan let her gaze switch back and forth between Andrea and Melissa, then back to Andrea. I was curious to see how horny you were for Melissa. You know, I saw the way you looked at her and now I know.

Andrea explained to her that everything was a game. Melissa burst out laughing as she got out of bed and walked towards Andrea. She didn't know what else to do as she didn't want Andrea to think she loved it even if she did.

Get out of my room, both of you! Meghan yelled at her. Her eyes filled with tears. Melissa had to stop laughing when she saw Meghan's first tear roll down her cheek.

Meghan seemed to like what she did to her. Words failed her on both. Andrea should not appear like this, and the game should be between her and Andrea. Meghan's feelings had been hurt, she realized.

Okay, let's go then. Melissa's muffled voice was heard by Meghan in the corridor. You got this for informing Mum about the guy I had in my room last week.

Do you know how humiliating it is to tell him I'm grounded and haven't seen him in a week?

What has he done? He's already seeing another woman because he didn't want to wait for me. Andrea scowled at her and explained why she was doing it.

Please leave my room! Meghan yelled at her again. Andrea left the room and slammed the door behind her. Meghan sobbed as she lay on her bed.

Finally, she cried herself to sleep. Andrea wasn't sure if she would tell her mother what had happened. Probably not since Melissa went into her room and it all started.

When Trisha came into the house, everything was black except for the kitchen light, which was on. She went upstairs to go to the bathroom to check on Melissa and Andrea and locked the door behind her.

They were both asleep, so she went to her own room after knocking softly on Meghan's door and hearing nothing. She knew Meghan didn't enjoy being disturbed while her bedroom door was closed.

Trisha had drunk a little too much that night and as soon as she went to bed, she realized she had to go to the bathroom.

She opened her door and walked down the hall. She saw that the bathroom light was on; she didn't care since she had to use the bathroom, she opened the door just as Melissa came out of the bathroom.

Your jeans aren't quite up yet. Melissa stopped for a second, surprised that she had entered. Both stare at each other.

Melissa saw that Trisha was wearing a lace nightgown, short enough that she could see her matching underwear. She was stunned when they both heard her moan while staring at her.

We're sorry. Trisha blushed slightly as she went to the sink and started removing her makeup. It is in order.

How did you spend your night? Melissa asked, embarrassed that she was spying on Trisha.

Trisha had heard her sigh. It was excellent; it was good. She said she had to hold on to the counter because she lost her balance.

Are you all, right?

Melissa walked closer to her while Trisha grabbed a towel next to Melissa and rubbed her elbow across Melissa's chest, which was covered by the sweatshirt she was wearing.

I'm OK. I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... Trisha chuckled uneasily; her gaze fixed on her sweater. It's good. Melissa was flushed.

Melissa was about to leave her when she saw that Trisha could barely stand on her own. I didn't want her to fall.

Do you need help? Asked Melissa softly.

I just need to go to the bathroom. Trisha giggled as she stumbled to the toilet and pulled her pants down. Melissa looked at Trisha's pussy and saw that it was shaved.

Her pussy is silky and pleasant. Melissa started experiencing the same feelings she had previously when touching Meghan.

Would you like me to accompany you to your room?

Melissa inquired, knowing that she would never forgive herself if anything happened. Of course, if you want. Trisha said quietly, getting up from the toilet and pulling her pantyhose back up.

Melissa approached her and Trisha wrapped her arm around her and almost fell over. Melissa felt Trisha's chest touch her lips as she waited for her to get back on her feet.

Melissa couldn't deny that she was loving it this time while holding back a groan. Her pussy wouldn't allow it. Trisha saw her tea's nipples contract.

They walked a little way out of the restroom and Melissa helped her to her room. Trisha was aware that she had enjoyed rubbing her breast against Melissa's lips and that Melissa had whimpered for her as she entered the toilet.

Trisha pretended to stumble into the room and pushed Melissa against the door frame. For a split second she felt her tremors through her clothes. Melissa couldn't stop herself from moaning again.

Trisha smiled at her, taking it as a sign that Melissa was enjoying herself. Melissa assumed Trisha took her hand to steady herself as she took it.

Instead, Trisha pulled her against the wall and placed Melissa's palm on her panties. Melissa felt her pants getting wet against her butt and stifled another groan.

Do you like it? Trisha inquired her lips inches from Melissa are as she pressed hers against hers.

When Melissa started stroking her pussy alone, she started rubbing her pussy on Melissa's hand and softly crying.

As if a light bulb went on in Trisha's head, she broke away from Melissa and took her hand from her underwear.

I'm sorry Melissa. I'm not sure what got into me. She turned away from her and fell into bed, whispering. Don't worry. Melissa said this while licking her lips. Trisha's kiss left a wine taste on her lips.

Melissa approached Trisha and saw that she was unconscious. Pulling the covers over her, she stepped off the bed and out of the room, quietly closing the door behind her.

Melissa's pussy was soaked through her own underwear, and she knew she couldn't allow herself to come into Andrea's room while she was sleeping, and the bathroom wasn't safe enough.

The door had no lock. Instead of going into Andrea's room to try to calm Melissa's newfound feelings for women, she went into Meghan's room. She dared to stroll over there and open the door a little but saw that Meghan had fallen asleep with the light on.

As she lay on her stomach, she realized she was still wearing her pink pants and bra from earlier. It's either now or never.

She closed the bedroom door behind her and mumbled to herself. When she saw the latch, she grinned and closed the door behind her.

Melissa walked over to the bed not sure what was coming over her as she placed a finger on the back of Meghan's underwear and gradually pulled it down so that it was underneath Meghan. Her pussy was rubbed from the outside.

Mm, Meghan moaned in her sleep.

Melissa tightened her grip on her finger. She was interested in what it was like to be with a girl. I want it more than ever.

Mm, it feels so good, Meghan mumbled groggily as she woke up.

When Meghan opened her eyes, she realized she wasn't dreaming of someone touching her. While dreaming of Melissa massaging her, she felt a finger pressure on her clitoris.

Moisture pooled in her underwear. Then she remembered what Andrea and Melissa had done to her and turned it into comedy. Melissa turned her head to see who it was and when she saw Melissa stroking her pussy her eyes widened.

Get out of my room, she mumbled hastily, getting up and sitting on the bed. I wanted to apologize earlier but couldn't figure out how. Shut up, everyone's asleep, she ordered.

Meghan saw that her door was closed and locked. She didn't remember completing it before bed.

Can you tell me what you're doing in here?

Her attention was on Melissa. It was a game for Andrea. It was her idea first, and when I came here earlier and heard you moaning, I decided to do it.

As I stroked your strong nipple with my tongue, my pussy got wet, Melissa said, blushing slightly, but her hazel eyes shone with desire and curiosity. I'd wanted it ever since Trisha kissed her against the wall.

Meghan was the only one she could turn to. Melissa took a step closer to Meghan as she said nothing. She placed her lips on Meghan's like Trisha had done to her, but as they kissed; she pulled Melissa back onto the bed and felt Meghan kiss her back.

See, it's not so bad now, is it?

Melissa asked softly. Meghan had no idea who she was, so she didn't understand that it was her first time. She wouldn't tell her either. Not so bad if you don't play games, Meghan commented as she stood up.

Please don't think I'm playing games, Melissa murmured softly. Meghan approaches her. Meghan saw Melissa look at her and move her gaze over her body before settling on her tits.

I have nothing to offer you. Meghan blushed as she examined her tits. She couldn't deny her wet pussy. Melissa got up and took off her sweater and stretch pants. She was standing in front of her in her black bra and pantyhose.

I have much to offer you. What were we doing when Andrea stormed in? I'd like to start there; Melissa remarked softly, a sweet smile on her lips. Meghan bit her lower lip and said nothing.

She saw Melissa come back onto the bed and was surprised when she rolled onto her, stood up and straddled her. She noticed a clasp at the front of her bra. All she had to do was open it and her beautiful tits would bounce for her.

May I see your pretty little tits, Meghan?

Melissa whispered softly, her gaze on her. Sure, but... Meghan wanted to tell her that she was going to be let down. Melissa put her finger to her lips and shook her head before continuing.

Well, at least we won't be interrupted now. I closed the door so no one can interrupt us, Melissa said as she lifted her finger from Meghan's lips. Meghan licked her lips with the tip of her tongue.

Melissa kissed her own lips and lightly massaged her fingers over Meghan's nipples before moving her fingers to the top of her bra and slowly pulling it down while staring at her.

Meghan's nipples grew long and hard as she had seen them before as she ran her fingers over them. Mm, Meghan moaned to herself. Melissa wishes she could keep improving her body.

Do you like it? Do you enjoy when I massage your nipples?

Melissa asked sultrily, making sure she did everything perfectly. Yes, Melissa, your fingers are quite sensitive, Meghan replied softly. I can't believe you came to see me, Meghan added quietly.

I couldn't get you out of my head after what happened earlier. I was wondering how you would feel if I rubbed my pussy against yours, Melissa replied, the words tumbling out of her mouth without her having to think about it.

Meghan couldn't think of anything to say. Melissa had a dream about sucking her breast before falling asleep, but she never thought it was real.

Meghan, your nipples are extremely long. Melissa murmured softly, I like how they look on your small tits. Meghan arched her back and raised her tiny teeth to meet her gaze.

Shall I lick them?

Melissa, she scoffed, knowing exactly what she wanted without having to ask. Yes, Meghan said softly and closed her eyes. No, don't close. Your eyes are gorgeous Melissa said softly, please keep them open.

Melissa's lips moved gently to one of Meghan's tits as Meghan opened her eyes. She exclaimed as she felt Melissa's tongue curl around one of them again and one of Melissa's tickers pressed against her exposed one.

Melissa moaned as she teased her tight nipple and sucked between her lips. Melissa's lips were wet as she felt her small breasts being pulled in.

Melissa quickly began stroking her pussy back and forth over her own panties. Getting her pussy soaked. Melissa began to rotate her hips, causing her pussy to slide over hers and she could feel their clits pressing against each other.

Oh my god Melissa, it feels so good. God that feels freak in' wonderful, Meghan said, her nipple quivering in Melissa's mouth.

Would you like to come and see my pussy?

Melissa asked after sucking her breast for a while. Meghan remained deafeningly calm. She had enough female experience, but this was a friend of her sister.

Would you like to come and see my pussy?

When Meghan didn't answer, Melissa asked again. Melissa's pussy got very wet as she waited for her reaction.

Yes, Meghan said softly.

What?

I do not hear you. Melissa felt like she heard something but couldn't make out exactly what it was as she pressed her crotch against Meghan's.

Yes, yes, I want to see your pussy. Meghan cleared her throat. Fine, Melissa replied as she slid off Meghan's lap and sat next to her.

She propped herself up on one elbow and looked down at Meghan's pussy, wondering why Meghan hadn't tried and wondering if Andrea's game was still hard on her.

Melissa ran her hand down Meghan's soaking wet pants and began gently touching Meghan's pussy hole. Fuck Melissa, it feels amazing.

When I saw you changing in the bathroom, all I could think of were you stroking my pussy, Meghan replied, wide-eyed as she realized she'd confessed to seeing Melissa naked.

Obviously, you liked what you saw, or I wouldn't be playing with your pussy through your underwear right now, Melissa grinned.

Do you mind if I massage your pussy in your underwear?

Melissa asked softly, her eyes fixed on Meghan's. Yes, God, please touch my pussy, Meghan begged, moaning. Thank you, Melissa replied, moving her hand to Meghan's jeans.

She slowly pushed her fingers in and heard Meghan scream as her hand touched her pussy and she started massaging it. Melissa's fingertip slipped in, but she didn't push further to examine her pussy.

You're a little too wet for me. Melissa stuck her fingertip right into her pussy hole and murmured, your pussy is silky in the palm of my hand. Meghan's voice trailed off as she called out louder.

What exactly am I supposed to do?

I'll do anything you want, Melissa replied, nodding quickly. I want you to caress my pussy. Please don't make me laugh. Finger my pussy, Meghan whimpered. Don't be too hasty, darling.

We don't want to scare anyone, do we? Asked Melissa, aware that this was impossible. Andrea struggled to wake up since Trisha fell asleep, but she saw Meghan gently shake her head.

If we wake someone up, they'll make me stop massaging your pussy, Melissa murmured as she inserted her finger all the way into Meghan's pussy.

No way, we're not interested. Meghan softly replied, I'd love to do it for you Melissa. I want you to come to me, Meghan. When you come, I want your pussy juice all over my hand.

Melissa was surprised at the way she spoke and touched Meghan, but she only acted on her feelings. She felt more confident now that she was aroused and knowing that Meghan was having a good time with what she was doing to her.

Meghan slid her finger in and out of her wet pussy faster with each moan for her. Melissa was curious what it was like for a woman to be looking for her for the first time. She could feel it in her hand and taste it on her tongue.

Meghan got louder again, trying not to be, but it was hard as Melissa quickly finger fucked her pussy. Melissa put her hand over Meghan's mouth to muffle her speech.

She slid her finger in and out of her pussy as fast as she could. She wailed and cried as she heard Meghan moan for her, and she breathed heavily through her nose.

Would you like to come to me, Meghan? Melissa asked softly. Meghan licked her lips as she looked at her.

Meghan just nodded. When I heard Melissa cry for her, I wanted to walk away. Her pussy itched to come. Melissa replied, Now come for me baby... come into my hand honey.

She pulls her hand from Meghan's lips and reinserts her finger into her pussy Fuck you, God. You're so freaking hot Melissa, Meghan murmured as she started to feel her pussy squirt. That's it. You are a lovely young lady. Make me happy baby.

Please make me happy, Melissa exclaimed as she took her finger out of Meghan's pussy and started massaging her pussy hole while Meghan's juices flowed out of her. The hot liquid spilled into her palm.

Melissa pulled her fingers away and began sucking as she watched Meghan's pussy fill. It’s fun watching him squirts all over the bed. You got it, sweetie. You look great when your pussy squirts all over the place.

Melissa softly replied, it’s great. Having never seen a pussy squirt before, just looking at it made her own pussy want to come out. Meghan finished Cumming, feeling the wetness of her own cum beneath her.

Melissa gives me a friendly smile. I really admire how your tits look right now, Melissa sighed, putting her hand back on Meghan's crotch and quickly sliding it up her flat stomach to her tits.

Do you like me?

Do I desire you? Meghan asked softly. Slowly out of bed.

I'm absolutely smitten with you, honey. My pussy is on fire, Melissa said emphatically. Lie down on my pillows on my bed, Meghan murmured as she stood up, realizing that this was her chance to please Melissa.

How do you want to proceed? Melissa teased her with a sneer on her face.

Come on, get up there. I want you to cum for me as you please, Meghan murmured as she watched Melissa slowly climb onto the bed. She slid onto her back and put her legs together. Meghan rolled her eyes, at a loss as to why she was so needy. 

Meghan opened Melissa's legs and began kissing her pussy through her black panties. I can already see a damp, white layer.

Did you help me while I was here?

Melissa asked as she saw the white spot and tasted the sweetness on her tongue. Yes, oh god yes I did, Melissa exclaimed in desperation as Meghan pounded her pussy harder.

I've wanted to suck those huge tits ever since you started playing with me, Meghan complained as she climbed onto Melissa and quickly undid the front clasp as Melissa's tits bounced in her face.

Megan immediately started sucking on one. She sucked like she could get a drink if she sucked long enough. When she heard Melissa scream and felt Melissa hold the back of her head and bring her closer to her chest, she started biting her nipple.

You're screwed. Come on, little daughter, Melissa murmured softly. Please kiss and bite my big breast. Meghan's ear was full of her hot breath.

Melissa sat up and turned to her, feeling Trisha's fingers loosen from her neck as she moved, and looked into her eyes.

Trisha sat and lay down on the sofa with her legs slightly apart while Melissa examined her and revealed Trisha's panties. She believed Trisha had shaved her pussy like Meghan as she didn't see a bush.

You're welcome to give her a massage. I saw you staring at my underwear. Do you want to massage my pussy? Trisha asked with a smile on her face.

Melissa nodded as she watched Trisha spread her legs further. She put one foot on the floor and the other on the back of the sofa. You have my pussy. You can do whatever you want with it.

This is going to be incredible. It turns me on that you've never been with another woman, Trisha said. Melissa stared at me as she slowly reached out and placed two fingers on Trisha's pantyhose.

She moaned as she ran up and down her clit, sliding it up and down her clit. This is my wet pussy for you honey, Trisha said happily. Melissa told her with a grin on her face, It feels great.

It feels really good to me, too, Trisha said softly. Melissa didn't know what to do as she didn't want Meghan to come down and see them both on the sofa.

Take off your pants for me, Trisha said quietly. She was just stroking them through her underwear. Melissa jumped off the couch and quickly pulled off her stretch pants.

Trisha looked down at her pantyhose. Come and lay on me love, Trisha said as Melissa ran into her arms.

She pressed her body against Trisha's and let Trisha pull up her sweater. Trisha saw one of her firm nipples peek out from behind her bra.

Wonderful, absolutely adorable, Trisha murmured, torturing her with the tip of her tongue while tickling her tight nipple.

Melissa sobbed softly, Mm, that feels wonderful.

Rub your clit on my clit. Trisha said softly, Rub it on my clit. Melissa's clitoral movement didn't feel right against hers.

Melissa started to rotate her hips and felt her clit brush through her pantyhose against Trisha's.

That's all. You learn fast. Trisha giggled as she pulled down Melissa's bra and began aggressively licking the firm nipple that had been tormenting her.

Trisha flicked her tongue across Melissa's tight nipples, causing her to gasp and whimper. She pressed her tit against Trisha's lips. She started rubbing her clit harder and faster against Trisha's, pressing it harder and harder against her tongue.

I see you want me to suck your breast. You don't want me to stuff this beautiful breast into my mouth, do you? said Trisha. Melissa moaned, yes, please suck my breast.

Melissa came through her underwear the second Trisha parted her lips wide and cupped Melissa's chest. She soaks her pantyhose and Trisha's pantyhose.

As she got closer, she kept grinding and moaning. Trisha bit her tit and immediately licked it off. Trisha's pussy followed a few minutes later.

Melissa could feel the warmth on her clit through her underwear as she entered so hard. She gasped and growled as she slid her pussy over Trisha's.

They didn't care that they were done Cumming for each other. It was like her pussy had a mind of its own. Trisha's pussy still gets rubbed and fucked.

Trisha let go of Melissa's tit and started crying for her letting her know how sexy it was that she had cum all over her pants Okay darling, it's time for you to get up.

As Trisha got up, she took one look at Melissa's underwear and said, 'God, you're saturated with pussy juice.' I know, and so do you. Melissa was stopped abruptly when Trisha pressed a finger firmly to her lips.

Don't tell me you don't plan on coming anytime soon. It's ok the first time. All is well. You have no idea how freaking hot you were when you came over my pants, Trisha said.

Meghan continued to bite the tit in her mouth as she heard Melissa scream louder. I'm having the time of my life.

My pussy is so wet shit, Melissa murmured in her ear, closing her eyes and smiling. Two women followed Melissa.

Meghan, who longed to love another woman just as much as Trisha, wasn't sure if Trisha would remember what happened the next time she saw Trisha or if she should wait for Trisha to see her met and said something.

Meghan took Melissa's chest and kissed along her ribs, gradually moving down to her stomach and when she felt the touch of the soft fuzz on her lips, she knew it was on Melissa's pussy.

Meghan exhaled gently, brushing her lips across the fuzz, and looked up at Melissa, who was already looking down at her, biting her lip and smiling.

Would you mind if I lick your pussy?

Meghan asked, knowing that Melissa expected her to. Melissa's crotch felt hot and she could smell moisture. Melissa thought Melissa's pussy smelled delicious.

Yes. Oh, please lick my pussy, Melissa pleaded sweetly.

Meghan smiled as she heard Melissa ask for help. Meghan brushed her lips lightly over Melissa's clit, squeezing it back and forth in tiny movements. Melissa's hands were on her shoulders, pushing her down even further.

Don't worry honey, I'm coming. The moment I saw you, I wanted to reach out and touch you. Please allow me to take my time, Meghan murmured softly. Melissa couldn't hear her, but she nodded quickly.

Meghan licked her clit, almost drooling all over it, and moistened it. She nibbled and pulled on it, gently stroking Melissa's clitoral region.

Melissa started lifting her hips and moving her ass up and down on the bed, so she decided to go to her pussy and take some licks. She licked her vaginal hole while looking up at Melissa. Melissa tried to get in her face. She tasted silky hair on her tongue as she suckled and licked it.

Please don't annoy me anymore, Meghan. My pussy is dripping with moisture. She's really wet and she just wants to cum for you. ‘Melissa started screaming.

She knew she had silenced Meghan before, but she couldn't stop herself now that she understood how Meghan felt. Meghan on the other hand didn't tell her to be quiet because she didn't care how much noise Melissa made, her pussy felt amazing in her mouth, and she wouldn't stop licking it just to be quiet.

Meghan stuck her tongue in Melissa. She pushes it all the way up her pussy and licks the inside. Melissa was right. Her pussy was almost dripping juice out of her hole.

Meghan's tongue started dripping all over her pussy because the taste was so delicious. Right darling, get everything wet, I say. Please make my pussy cum for you!

Melissa screeched at her and quickly covered her mouth with her hand realizing she had been too loud. Meghan drove her tongue into Melissa's pussy as fast as she could.

Melissa called out to her as she screamed and moaned. Melissa's nipples stiffened as she moaned, her moaning muffled by her fingers making it look like she was snarling like an animal.

Her pussy got wet again the first time she tasted Melissa's cum. She swirled the warm liquid around in her mouth to get a full taste before draining it quickly.

My pussy, I'm coming for you. Can you see my cough?

Melissa remarked as she lifted her fingers from her lips.

Meghan nodded and lifted her head, and she could hear Melissa pining for her.  She gasped more and more until her pussy burst.

Meghan was stunned as something dripped from her lips and down her chin. Melissa's cup flowed faster and faster and she swallowed it faster and faster.

Meghan saw Melissa squeezing and twisting her hard nipples. Meghan winced at the thought of how much agony she would have caused herself if she had tried this on herself.

Meghan understood that she would not get any more pussy juice from Melissa until her breathing returned to normal.

She wanted Melissa's panting tongue on her pussy. She cried and pouted a little as she looked at Melissa, her lips moving away from Melissa's crotch.

What is the problem?

Melissa asked, getting up and walking to the other side of the bed. Meghan is being watched. I have this problem; Meghan said as she sat on the bed and looked up at Melissa.

What is the problem?

Melissa asked quietly, sure something was wrong with her.

My pussy is wet again, and I want to come back. It's screaming for cum, Meghan murmured again, pursing her bottom lip.

How do you want me to handle this?

Melissa asked with a smile on her face. I'm willing to do anything to please her. I want you to make my pussy cum, Meghan murmured, her fingers clutching one of the big tits.

Melissa's hand didn't quite cover her chest. Well, I'm not sure you're going to let me, so I won't ask, Meghan laughed as Melissa closed her eyes. Meghan gave her a tit massage which she enjoyed.

I would do anything for you, Melissa whispered softly, her thumb tightening around Meghan's chest.

After a little silence as she took in Melissa's noises, Meghan remarked, I want to shove my pussy in your face and ride your tongue until I cum. Yes. Melissa's eyes widened at hearing Meghan's request.

She was more than willing to comply with their demands. Meghan sighed as she sat up and Melissa laid her head on the pillows. She lay down to lick her pussy.

Mm, you seem willing to help me. Meghan said as she inserted her pussy into Melissa's mouth, you’re going to worship my pussy.

Melissa wasn't as scared as she thought, and instead of wanting Meghan to rub her hot pussy all over her face, she was more excited about the pussy juice ready to enter her lips.

Melissa could smell Meghan's clit and begged for it when she sniffed it, and she felt Meghan rub her clit firmly against the bridge of her nose, gradually pushing it down towards the bridge of her nose. I knew she would like the taste of her pussy.

Melissa continued sliding her pussy over her mouth as she slowly parted her lips and teased Meghan by inserting her tongue a little further into her pussy.

As she put her hands on the wall and rubbed her pussy against Melissa's lips, she heard her pleading for her. Melissa forced her tongue deeper and deeper into Meghan's pussy, forcing her to beg for her attention.

She softly called her name and asked her to stick her tongue in and out of her pussy. Melissa could tell she was about to climax as she tasted the inside of her pussy. Her pussy throbbed and begged to be squirted.

Oh, Melissa you are so good at licking my pussy. You've practiced enough, sweetie. Megan exclaimed as she reached behind her and touched one of Melissa's tits with a hand raised from the wall.

Melissa circled Meghan's pussy and pulled her closer to her lips. She appreciated how the outside of Meghan's pussy felt smooth and silky against her lips as she searched for more of Meghan's pussy with her tongue.

Melissa began squeezing Meghan's buttocks, forcing her to scream and ride her smooth tongue, which went deeper with every move Meghan made. I really want to cum.

God I really want to cum Meghan moaned at her and felt her gasp a moment before like Melissa's. Her pussy is getting ready to cum. In response to Meghan's pussy, Melissa moaned and growled.

Meghan whimpered harder and louder for her mother as she complained louder and louder. Meghan almost exclaims, I'm coming baby...my pussy is coming.

She grunted and growled, trying not to scream at the top of her lungs at how much she was enjoying having her pussy sucked. Meghan bumped into Melissa and choked her tongue.

Melissa enjoyed the rush of pussy juice on her tongue as it ran down her throat and swallowed almost all of it. Some had spurted out of her lips after flowing out of her mouth.

Meghan returned many times because Melissa wouldn't let her go. She kept a tight grip on Meghan's butt until she finished Cumming. She didn't want to let her go until she knew Meghan couldn't take care of her anymore.

She only came when she felt Meghan's legs tremble, watched her hand tremble against the wall and felt Meghan let go of her chest. She had a big smile on her face as Meghan looked at her as she let go of her bum and let Meghan stand up.

You look so pretty with my pussy juice down your throat, Meghan murmured, staring at the mess she had made. Wait a second, your pussy exploded in my mouth.

The water poured out like a cascade. I ate everything I could get my hands on. Melissa's eyes widened as her smile widened.

Well, I'm glad you appreciate my pussy juice, Meghan replied as she watched Melissa get out of bed and get dressed again.

What you up to? Meghan asked, unsure why she left so early.

I need to get back to Andrea's room before she wakes up and realizes I'm gone. She'll know where I am if I'm not in the bathroom or downstairs.

Melissa mentioned Andrea and how she spent the night with her because of Andrea had spent. Come back to bed honey and give me a hug, Meghan said, noting that Melissa was only wearing her bra and pantyhose.

I'm not sure I should do that, Melissa murmured, staring at the door, concerned that Andrea might find out her whereabouts.

We'll figure something out in the morning because I hate sleeping alone and we both know Andrea won't hug you and please you, Meghan said, giggling slightly.

Melissa breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as she met Meghan's eyes. Meghan made an excellent point. She wanted to cuddle and chat with Meghan as she knew they would become close friends.

The next morning, Meghan heard a knock on her door. Melissa's pupils dilated as the tapping continued. The women had talked all night.

Meghan put her finger to her lips and pointed to the bed to ask Melissa to be quiet. Melissa had no idea what she meant.

As the knocking became more distinct, Meghan urged, Hide under the bed. Melissa nodded and jumped out of bed as fast as she could. She went under the bed, closed her eyes and lay flat on her back.

Wait a minute, Meghan whispered as she changed into a long nightgown and headed for the door, her eyes on the bed. There was no evidence Melissa was present.

Meghan used her foot to slide Melissa's clothes from last night under the bed after seeing her lying on the floor. I hear the loud knocking again.

I warned you to hold on! Meghan returned to the door and unlocked it, shaking her head. Andrea was on the other side of the door when she opened it.

I already wear pants, a white shirt and a thick hoodie to college. Could you please tell me where Melissa went? We should take the bus this morning, Andrea said firmly.

I was supposed to call you last night to let you know she left after you fell asleep. Meghan lied to her with ease. Something about needing books and staying there.

Look, I want to apologize for what happened last night. It was improper of me to deceive you in this way. Andrea's cheeks turned scarlet as she stammered.

Don't be alarmed. It's all water under the bridge. After all, we are sissy, and we need to forgive quickly. Meghan gave her a kind smile and reached out to hug her.

Wait, what happened this morning? Andrea wondered, shocked that her sister was so nice to her.

Nothing, I just had a great night's sleep and woke up on the right side of the bed, Meghan said, hoping Andrea would hurry up.

OK, I guess I'll see you when I get home. Andrea remarked as she walked up the steps, Have a wonderful day. She met Meghan's gaze and shook her head before continuing on, gently descending the stairs. Meghan locked and closed her bedroom door again.

When she looked out the window to see if Andrea was on the bus, she saw that her mother's car was still parked in the driveway. I was curious as to why she hadn't gotten up to go to work yet.

Melissa slipped out from under the covers, relieved that Andrea was gone. She expected to spend more time under the bed. Maybe next time I should just stand in the closet, laughed Melissa as she slid back into bed.

Are you skipping college?

Meghan asked, mentioning that she had graduated the year before and was looking for a job to help her mother.

No. I'm not fine, Melissa remarked with a smile as she pulled the covers over her head. In that case, we should just snuggle up in bed for the rest of the day, Meghan murmured as she gently approached the bed.

Just as she was about to go to bed, there was another knock on the door. Meghan was convinced it was her mother. Melissa hissed and threw off the sheets as she crawled back under the bed.

Are you sure mom?

Meghan asked through the door. I just wanted to let you know that I called in sick today. I don't feel well after last night, she said quietly through the door.

It's okay, mother. I hope you're feeling better. I am going to bed again. Andrea just went to college. I saw her bus coming and she got on, Meghan said. Okay, let's just hope I don't get a call from college that she skipped.

Just because she got on the bus doesn't mean she stays at college, Trisha grumbled, and Meghan heard her mother walk away from the door. She sounded like she was about to go downstairs.

Meghan sighed as she saw Melissa emerge from behind the covers again. I saw a smile on her face.

What makes you happy?

Meghan wondered as she crawled into bed and snuggled under the covers. She sighed deeply and hoped she didn't have to get up in vain.

You have to hide behind your bed. We're already going to great lengths to keep this a secret, Melissa said. Meghan didn't care if her mother found out.

She was only interested in Andrea's reaction to hitting her friend. Come here, Meghan whispered, crawling under the sheets. Melissa approached Meghan and allowed her to put her arms around her and hold her tight. Her eyes were closed.

Will you refuse to play with me? Melissa asked a little confused.

You horny little chick, we were up all night. I need some sleep, Meghan joked, shaking her head. Melissa remained silent, closing her eyes and watching Meghan's hands fall from her as she fell asleep.

Melissa gently pushed away from Meghan when she heard her snoring, expecting it would be difficult and she would wake her up, but as she moved, Meghan removed her arms from hers and lay down, mouth wide and sideways snoring.

Just like Andrea, Melissa said, shaking her head. Melissa dressed in the same outfit she wore the night before. Her ass looked great in the stretch pants, and she felt great in the hoodie.

She went out, unlocked the door, walked down the stairs as quietly as possible and closed the door behind her.

Didn't you take Andrea to college this morning?

 Trisha inquired, holding a cup of coffee in her hands and staring at Melissa rather than the screen. She had been following the news and saw that a big storm was on the way.

Melissa shocked me by coming down the stairs. I'm still wearing my white nightgown and panties from last night. I'm not fine, Melissa said hastily as she sat down on the couch.

Would you like me to call your mother and have her pick you up?

Trisha asked when she saw Melissa scratching the back of her neck. No, she's been gone for a week. Melissa rolled her eyes and moaned as she rubbed the back of her neck.

Do you mind if I rub your neck? It looks like you're having trouble there, Trisha stated.

It doesn't bother me in the slightest. Thanks, Melissa murmured, turning her back on Trisha. Trisha's delicate fingers lay on her neck, and she felt Trisha's hand firmly rubbing her neck.

They started talking about college and the week ahead. We discussed the snow expected to fall overnight. Melissa felt that Trisha couldn't remember the previous night since they talked about it so much.

Look, now that it's just you and I, Trisha said, unable to think of anything else to say.

What are you talking about?

Melissa pulled herself up briefly, don’t be so tight, it hurts even more and I can't get the knot out. It seems to have been there for quite a while. It must be like you're sleeping, Trisha answered quietly.

I'm sorry, Melissa said again, relaxing. I want to apologize for what happened last night. I had obviously been drinking too much. I appreciate you putting me to bed.

Trisha blushed a little. Melissa was glad not to be able to see her. Don't worry about it, Melissa replied, relaxing as Trisha rubbed her neck harder and faster.

Does it bring you joy?

Trisha asked softly.

It does; it feels so good, Melissa whispered softly, her pussy barely wet at Trisha's mumbling.

Have you ever dated a woman? Trisha asked her out of the blue.

No, Melissa said quietly. She lied to avoid mentioning Meghan. She didn't know if Trisha knew about her sexual orientation.

The only reason I'm asking is because last night I felt you start massaging me yourself, Trisha giggled. Oh. I think I was starting to get into it.

Melissa nodded, unable to deny that she had massaged Trisha's pussy through her panties the night before. Trisha knelt down and touched her neck with one hand. Melissa slipped her other hand over her shoulder and down into her sweater.

What are you doing?

Melissa bit her lip as she realized Meghan was sleeping upstairs. I want to test my limits before you start moaning for me. It's natural to like another woman's touch, Trisha whispered softly, kissing Melissa's neck and cradling her chest through her bra.

Trisha, Meghan is sleeping upstairs, Melissa replied, taking a deep breath.

Would you like me to take a break?

‘Trisha asked, starting to let go of her tit.

No, Melissa murmured softly, sliding her palm over Trisha's, wanting Trisha to grip her tit a little tighter.

Okay, then don't worry about Meghan, honey, Trisha said while rubbing her breasts through her bra.

Somebody's nipples are getting pretty hard, Trisha giggled, her pussy getting wet and enjoying Melissa's massive tit. She also had huge tits, but not as huge as Melissa's.

Melissa groaned and leaned in closer. I figured testing was the best way to find out what women like best. Melissa kissed the tip of Trisha's finger as she nodded gently.

She sucked it up and put her tongue over it. Damn, you're hot. I think we'll have more fun over time. Trisha winked at her, having to take her finger from Melissa's lips.

Melissa bit down on it gently before releasing it, getting up and putting her pants back on, knowing full well that there would be a wet stain if she didn't remove the panties soon.

Go to the toilet, honey. I'm also going upstairs to change. Are you planning on returning home soon? Asked Trisha.

Maybe later tonight. Melissa shrugged and hoped Meghan would drive her home so they wouldn't have to worry about interruptions.

You're welcome to stay here. Trisha said quietly as she watched Melissa begin to climb the stairs. I should definitely go home tonight. I miss my bed sleeping on Andrea's floor last night wasn't nice.

Melissa readily lied to her. Trisha nodded as she got up and followed her upstairs. Trisha squeezed her ass cheek firmly and then let go as Melissa turned to go to the bathroom.

She walked past her and looked back to see if Melissa was still watching her. Trisha gave her a wink before going into her own bedroom to change.

Melissa returned to Meghan's room after exiting the toilet. She assumed Trisha had gone back to bed since her door was still closed.

She went into Meghan's room and was happy that she was still asleep. She took off her pants and was relieved that her pussy was dry.

She had cleaned them with a washcloth and patted them dry, so Meghan didn't have to explain to her why she smelled like pussy juice when she wanted to play with her pussy.

Meghan was barely awake when Melissa climbed into bed with her. I turned and put my arm around her. She moved her leg to rest on hers.

No tights? You dirty little thing. Meghan moaned as her knee touched Melissa's hairy pussy.

No. I started stroking my pussy while watching you sleep. Melissa informed them only half the story

Want to play? Meghan inquired, laying her lips on Melissa's chest and preparing to nibble on it.

I'd love to play, but what if I told you that we could find a spot where we wouldn't be interrupted? Melissa asked hastily.

That sounds fantastic. Where? Meghan inquired with wide eyes. I wish I could spend the rest of the day with her. It was just the two of them, and she knew it wasn't going to happen with her mother back home.

This is my home. Remember we will be the only ones there. There are no parents. Melissa gave her a friendly grin.

What are we waiting for, come on? Meghan asked, hastily jumping out of bed and putting on clothes from her closet.

I have a dress in the bathroom that I'm going to put on before I throw it in the hamper. Melissa giggled at her as she pointed to Meghan's jean button and told her it's been undone.

Oh yeah. Meghan giggled because she was in such a hurry that she forgot to button her jeans. When the ladies were ready to leave, they went downstairs to find Trisha wrapped in a blanket watching a commercial.

Where are you going, you two? Trisha asked as they approached the kitchen in front of the TV.

I'll drive Melissa home. Meghan informed them. Okay, drive out there carefully. Try to stay at home. A storm is expected before nightfall.

Trisha had warned her. I'll do it mom. Meghan turned to her and rolled her eyes. Goodbye, Trisha. Melissa smiled as she informed them. I'll pick you up later, Melissa.

Trisha waved at her without taking her eyes off the TV. Watching how to remove stains from a white carpet.

Meghan was at Melissa's home in less than twenty minutes and as they got out of the vehicle, Meghan realized her mother was right. She didn't need the weatherman to tell her there was a storm coming because she could smell it and feel how violent it was.

Maybe I can persuade you to stay the night with me. Melissa informed them, looking up at her modest brown house and pulling her house key out of her book.

Maybe if you just walk around the house in your long, black, nice boots. Meghan looked down at them and saw them staring at Melissa. Finished. Melissa chuckled and threw her head back.

As they walked up the stairs and Melissa put her key in the door and turned to open it, she heard someone yell for her.

Melissa! Hello, Melissa! Her neighbor waddled over. She appeared to be seven months pregnant and was having trouble going to them. Melissa raised her hand and waved at her.

Hello, Mrs. Higgins. Melissa whispered to her as she approached him, Girl. Hello, I was hoping you would be home last night. I stayed up until about nine to see if you were coming home, then I went to bed. Mrs. Higgins explained everything to her.

Mrs. Higgins was a little girl a few years older than Melissa. A soon-to-be new mother. She had light brown eyes and brown hair. Wears a see-through dress and a buttoned black coat.

How can I help you? I'm sorry I left my phone here last night. I didn't even take the bus home; Instead, I stayed with a friend to study for an exam tomorrow. Melissa shared that her mother likely instructed her to look after her while she was abroad.

Your mother told me she has a breast pump in the kitchen cupboard. Let me tell you, now that I've started producing milk, it hurts not being able to get the milk out when I need to.

Mrs. Higgins briefed her and wasn't afraid to tell her what was going on was. They were both female. I'll get it for you.

Come in from the cold, Melissa said as she pushed open the door. Mrs. Higgins entered the house first and the girls followed her.

When they entered the house, they were standing in the kitchen. She walked across the tile floor to the back of the kitchen and opened the pantry door.

When she turned on the light and looked around, she didn't see the breast pump her mother had mentioned. I'm sorry, but it's not in here. Melissa told her regretfully as she turned off the light and locked the door.

I'm not sure how to deal with this agony. My vehicle isn't working so I can't just go out and get one. I believe my vehicle knows when it's going to erupt as it never wants to start, Mrs. Higgins informed her as she unbuttoned and removed her jacket. She took a seat at the large, wooden kitchen table.

Melissa's eyes sparkled as she considered how she could help her. Her pussy got wet in her dress. There is a method I might be able to help you with. Melissa informed them Soft.

Oh god, anything would help me now as long as it takes the agony away. Mrs. Higgins eyes darted optimistically in her direction.

Melissa approached her and quickly pushed down the bodice of her blue dress, surprising Mrs. Higgins when the white buttons popped off.

What exactly are you doing, Melissa? Mrs. Higgins almost yelled at her when she realized her tits were showing on both girls. Prepare to get up from the chair.

Meghan was close behind her, her hands firmly on Mrs. Higgins' shoulders. They knew they couldn't let her walk out the door without trying to help her.

You wanted help. Melissa spoke to her softly. Noticing how swollen Mrs. Higgins' nipples were, she licked her lips.

I had no idea you were talking about it like that. She shook her head as she felt Meghan grab both of her arms and force them behind her back. Please allow me to help you. Melissa asked her.

Mrs. Higgins realized she had no choice. Instead of fighting a losing battle, she watched as Melissa moved her lips to her nipple and started sucking on it. Melissa didn't touch the other one, knowing that Mrs. Higgins was in pain.

I don't think that will work. Explained Mrs. Higgins as she shook her head. Melissa licked her breast and wet her pussy.

Just give him some time. Meghan spoke quietly to her. She took her hands off the table so Mrs. Higgins could move her arms. She put her hands on Mrs. Higgins' shoulders and began to stroke them.

Melissa sucked harder on her tit until she tasted something pleasant. She whimpered but continued sucking on Mrs. Higgins nipple. The more she suckled, the more breast milk flowed into her mouth.

It feels great. The pressure isn't that bad anymore. Woman.

Higgins spoke quietly to them. She let a moan leave her lips.

Would you like to continue that above, where you're more comfortable? Melissa inquired, removing her mouth from her chest and licking her lips. She realized that it would take time for Mrs. Higgins to feel better.

It seems like a wonderful concept. I suppose sitting on a wooden chair would be too painful for you and I could even help you. Meghan spoke softly to her. Melissa got incredibly hot sucking on Mrs. Higgins' tits.

Oh, girl, I'm not sure. Mrs. Higgins looked at them both. Don't you want to feel better? And two mouths are better than one. Melissa pointed it out to her.

OK. Mrs. Higgins smiled and nodded to the two girls.

Her pussy got soaked through her tiny clothes. Mrs. Higgins slowly sat up and followed the girls down a small corridor, relieved that there were no stairs to climb.

Melissa pushed open the door to her bedroom. The walls were white, and a single bed sat in the middle of the room with a hardwood floor. There was a tiny closet and a table on the right side of the room.

I need additional furniture for this room. Melissa wrinkled her nose at that. She saw that Mrs. Higgins was staring at her. I'm sorry, please lie on your back on my bed.

Melissa informed her after seeing that Mrs. Higgins had not put her tits back in her garment. There was no point in doing this when they were about to come out again.

The girls watched as Mrs. Higgins climbed onto the bed and leaned against the pillows. That seems unusual to me, but anything helps relieve stress, doesn't it? Mrs. Higgins blushed as they both looked at each other.

Is correct. You don't have to worry about us informing anyone. We won't. It's our little secret. Melissa had promised her something.

Mrs. Higgins nodded to her and then turned to Meghan. She had no idea who Meghan was. We swear it'll be just the three of us. Meghan agreed. She didn't want anyone to know what they were up to.

Meghan moved to the left side of the bed while Melissa moved to the right side of the bed. Both bowed their heads.

Placed her lips on one of her tits at the same time. Both immediately started sucking. Meghan moaned as the delicious honey touched her lips.

As she continued sucking on Mrs. Higgins tits, it tasted delicious and sticky on her tongue. Girls, I don't know how to thank you both for doing this for me.

Girl it feels so damn great. Mrs. Higgins sobbed at her, and her pussy got very wet as she watched them both go to town on both their totties.

Melissa almost jumped when she felt Mrs. Higgins reach out and quickly pull up her dress. Touch and caress her thigh.

Melissa smiled at Mrs. Higgins as she removed her lips from Mrs. Higgins' nipple. Mrs. Higgins immediately removed her hand.

Everything we do in this room stays in this room. Would you like me to take off my dress, Mrs. Higgins? Melissa asked politely.

Oh absolutely. Oh my god, you have no idea how soaked my pussy is. Mrs. Higgins confessed to her. It's okay, Meghan, we'll take care of that too. Asked Melissa, looking over at her.

Of course, we will. Meghan smiled as she unbuttoned her pants and quickly removed them. I'm not sure what I would have done if you hadn't returned home tonight. Mrs. Higgins smiled at her before turning to Meghan.

Anytime you need help like this, just let me know and we'll do whatever we can to help. Noticing that Melissa was already walking back to town with a tit.

And Meghan quickly placed her lips on the exposed tit and moved closer to the bed, placing her mouth back on Mrs. Higgins' tit. You girls are freaking awesome. Such beautiful bodies.

Mrs. Higgins sighed and held out her hand to Meghan, placing a finger on Meghan's crotch and spreading her labia apart with a finger, teasing Meghan's clitoral region. Mm. Meghan moaned softly at her.

Do you like that? Mrs. Higgins inquired with a grin on her face as Meghan approached the bed. Of course, you do, I say. She mumbled as she saw Meghan spread her legs slightly.

Mrs. Higgins inserted a finger deep into her pussy and started moving it around Meghan's hot pussy.

What about you? Do you also want my finger in your cunt?

I'm sure you're very wet for me. Mrs. Higgins informed her, knowing her pussy was very wet from the girls nibbling on her tits. Mammy. Melissa moaned at her as she sucked faster, making sure her mouth was filled with milk before swallowing it.

Mrs. Higgins reached out her other hand and gently stroked the tip of Melissa's clit with her fingertip. Move it slowly in a circular motion. She stopped teasing Melissa's clit when she heard her moaning and whimpering.

Mrs. Higgins touched Melissa's crotch with her finger and inserted two fingers into her while Melissa spread her legs.

Wonderful girls. So damn delicious. Perfectly wet for me. Mrs. Higgins groaned loudly as she felt Melissa bite her erect nipple. Her tit squirted in her mouth.

We're trying to help as best we can. Melissa removed her lips from Mrs. Higgins nipple. She longed to see Mrs. Higgins pussy as she looked down at her dress.

I'll let you go down there when my tits feel better, but I really need them to let off more milk. Mrs. Higgins moaned at her, her eyes pleading with Melissa. Tears welled up in them.

'It's okay Mrs. Higgins, you don't have to worry about pressure before you leave here tonight and when they start to fill up to the point where you can't take it anymore, come and knock on the door and we'll help you.

We're going to stay up most of the night tonight, Melissa said quietly, taking pity on Mrs. Higgins as she carefully placed her lips on her breast and slowly began to suckle.

You girls are doing an excellent job. Mrs. Higgins said quietly as she started fingering both girls. She grinned as she heard her moaning and crying from the pleasure, she was giving her cunts.

I never thought something like this would happen. Melissa was relieved that she couldn't find the breast pump. Knowing that sucking on the breast pump wouldn't make her feel as great as the girls.

Meghan started howling and moaning at the top of her lungs, her sounds muffled by a mouthful of tit. She continued sucking and chewing furiously Mrs. Higgins giggled.

Are you ready to come honey? Mrs. Higgins inquired quietly, looking at Meghan. Meghan opened her eyes and nodded her head as fast as she could while taking more of Mrs. Higgins' tit in her mouth. Well, I want to feel your pussy juice in the palm of my hand.

I would love to feel your pussy cum for you. Mrs. Higgins addressed her in a hushed voice. You are such a wonderful girl baby. Mm, I'll take cum. Put some cum in my palm and let it run down your legs. Mrs. Higgins gave her a groan.

Mrs. Higgins inserted another finger deep into Meghan. She felt Meghan's pussy now coming to her and fucking her with two fingers. Her pussy juice ran down her hand.

It's nice and warm. You're a crush, aren't you? Mrs. Higgins laughed as she watched the pussy juice run down Meghan's leg as she had predicted.

Mrs. Higgins' pussy squirted the more she talked dirty to her. Leaves a large wet puddle on the floor Meghan whimpered louder and louder for her. She wished she could stick her tongue in Mrs. Higgins' pussy. I was curious if she was shaved. Since it was difficult to see over her pregnant belly, I assumed she wasn't.

What kind ladies you are to want to help me in this way. Mrs. Higgins closed her eyes and whispered. Relaxing while the girls kept sucking and filling their mouths with milk.

Mrs. Higgins was beginning to feel better but said nothing to the daughters. She didn't want to belittle her willingness to help her.

Oh my god my pussy is so wet for both of you girls. Two beautiful chicks satisfy my tits. I'd appreciate it if you both made my pussy happy, Mrs. Higgins murmured, biting her bottom lip. I had no idea how horny she was until this point.

Do you want me to lick your pussy? Both females mumbled at the same moment and broke their lips from her tit.

I'm not sure if you two suit my pussy. Melissa, how about you lick my pussy first and then Meghan? I guarantee there will be enough for everyone.

Feel free to kiss Melissa's Meghan while Melissa sucks my pussy, Mrs. Higgins said softly. We're going to have a great time. Meghan lowered her gaze to Mrs. Higgins gave her a wide grin and winked at her.

Well, you've been incredibly helpful in relieving my discomfort. Now it's time for you to enjoy my pussy while pleasing yours. Mrs. Higgins looked over at Melissa and saw her nod.

Melissa licks her lips as she carefully approaches Mrs. Higgins' stomach and gently slides the dress down her hips and stomach. Seeing how silky Mrs. Higgins' pussy is, she exclaims. How- Melissa asked, surprised to learn that Mrs.

Higgins would be incapable of shaving her own pussy. This is my spouse. When he comes down to taste my pussy he prefers it neat and shaved.

Mrs. Higgins taunted her; she didn't like a hairy pussy either and was grateful that her husband would shave it for her. Melissa saw Mrs. Higgins raise her knees and spread her legs as wide as possible.

I can't stretch them anymore. Mrs. Higgins blushed a little. Don't worry. It's ideal. I can't wait to try your beautiful pussy.

Yours. Melissa mumbled.

So darling, what are you waiting for? Feel how wet I am for both of you by licking my cunt. You girls did a number on my tits and forced my pussy to get really wet. Mrs. Higgins explained everything to her.

Melissa sat at the foot of the bed and sat up until she was face to face with Mrs. Higgins' pussy. You're soaking wet. I can already see some of your pussy liquid leaking out. Melissa called her.

Meghan walked to the foot of the bed and saw that Melissa's ass was just high enough in the air for her to see the back of Melissa's pussy.

Are we prepared? Meghan inquired as she pressed her finger to Melissa's crotch and gently pushed it inside her.

Yes! Yelled Melissa, ramming her tongue into Mrs. Higgins' pussy. Meghan slipped her finger out of Melissa's pussy and sucked as she started tongue fucking Mrs. Higgins.

Mm, tonight's going to be a lot of fun. Meghan moaned and brought her lips to Melissa's pussy where she tormented her pussy hole by licking it like she had done the night before.

 

 

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