heard
before.
For the next hour, the girls dominated the
place. Pretty much everyone in the club had been roped in at some point to
gyrate along with the hens.
Anne and Shirley had mostly stayed
together. They’d danced closer and closer to each other and could barely stop
looking into each other’s eyes.
Anne bent over and talked through Shirley’s
long, blond hair into her ear. “Are you still up for it?”
“Not sure.” Shirley looked worried and lost
the beat of the music altogether.
“Come on. We said we would. I can’t keep my
hands off you for another minute.”
Shirley thought about it.
Yes, they’d snogged at Ray and Anne’s party
the week before and, yes, she’d been turned on like a toaster when the handle’s
pulled down, but now she wasn’t sure. She thought of her boyfriend out in the
pub with his mates, talking about the footy and flirting with any girl who got
within 5 metres. Shirley knew she loved him, but rubbing breasts together with
Anne as their tongues slipped over each other last week had turned her on
something chronic.
The memory caught hold of her and the hairs
on her arms rose. As if that wasn’t enough, the sight of Anne’s erect nipples
poking up over the Penny’s Henny logo practically set her pussy on fire, as if
she’d wiped herself after chopping chillies.
“Are you sure it’ll be all right?” Shirley
was anxious about using the cloakroom for shagging, even though their mate
Alice had given them a key and promised them that nothing could go wrong.
“Sure as I’ll ever be. You ready?”
Shirley didn’t get time to answer. Instead,
she followed Anne and watched her ass move invitingly inside the sexy shorts of
their uniform.
Anne had the door open as planned. They
pushed inside and found themselves among neatly hung jackets and coats.
In the corner, as Alice had described, a
comfy looking armchair that looked as if it had seen better days.
Anne fell into it and pulled Shirley onto
her.
Their mouths met like 2 plungers then their
tongues joined together. The heat from their mouths caused their body
temperatures to rise a little and the spinning of their tongues seemed to wind
up their sex drives as if they were toys.
Shirley couldn’t get enough of Anne’s smell.
The heady mix of perfume and sweat turned her on beyond belief. It practically
brought her to orgasm without any other action and had her clit standing to
attention like it was on parade.
Anne groped under Shirley’s tee shirt and
found the bra clasp she was looking for. Once she’d done the unclipping, she
cupped Shirley’s liberated tits and marvelled at their texture. They were all
real, too. God, they were better than any stress ball she’d encountered and
when she tweaked the nipples Shirley let out a gasp.
The women pulled their tops over their
heads and let their nipples meet. They rounded each other and sent tender
tickles around their bodies like electric shocks. Their tits seemed to fix
together as if they were magnetic.
As if working in tandem, both girls
unbuttoned their lover’s shorts and slipped their fingers down.
Shirley wasn’t sure what to expect. It was
the first time she’d touched a woman like this. What she found surprised her.
Instead of a pussy like her own, she had to
work through a sexy crop of pubic hair. It felt rich soft as she moved through
it. In the middle of the forest, she found the moist, warm skin she was looking
for. It felt odd for a moment. The labia seemed to fold open and the clit at
the top felt larger and harder than the one she was used to.
Pushing on, she found the entrance to
Anne’s vagina. It was soaking wet with the slippery juice of sex. Her fingers
eased in, first 2, then 3, then 4. Anne wasn’t as tight as she’d expected –
maybe that meant that Ray had an enormous cock. The thought of Anne with a cock
thrusting inside her caused Shirley to spasm. For the first time, she felt
Anne’s fingers at her pussy, circling her
before.
For the next hour, the girls dominated the
place. Pretty much everyone in the club had been roped in at some point to
gyrate along with the hens.
Anne and Shirley had mostly stayed
together. They’d danced closer and closer to each other and could barely stop
looking into each other’s eyes.
Anne bent over and talked through Shirley’s
long, blond hair into her ear. “Are you still up for it?”
“Not sure.” Shirley looked worried and lost
the beat of the music altogether.
“Come on. We said we would. I can’t keep my
hands off you for another minute.”
Shirley thought about it.
Yes, they’d snogged at Ray and Anne’s party
the week before and, yes, she’d been turned on like a toaster when the handle’s
pulled down, but now she wasn’t sure. She thought of her boyfriend out in the
pub with his mates, talking about the footy and flirting with any girl who got
within 5 metres. Shirley knew she loved him, but rubbing breasts together with
Anne as their tongues slipped over each other last week had turned her on
something chronic.
The memory caught hold of her and the hairs
on her arms rose. As if that wasn’t enough, the sight of Anne’s erect nipples
poking up over the Penny’s Henny logo practically set her pussy on fire, as if
she’d wiped herself after chopping chillies.
“Are you sure it’ll be all right?” Shirley
was anxious about using the cloakroom for shagging, even though their mate
Alice had given them a key and promised them that nothing could go wrong.
“Sure as I’ll ever be. You ready?”
Shirley didn’t get time to answer. Instead,
she followed Anne and watched her ass move invitingly inside the sexy shorts of
their uniform.
Anne had the door open as planned. They
pushed inside and found themselves among neatly hung jackets and coats.
In the corner, as Alice had described, a
comfy looking armchair that looked as if it had seen better days.
Anne fell into it and pulled Shirley onto
her.
Their mouths met like 2 plungers then their
tongues joined together. The heat from their mouths caused their body
temperatures to rise a little and the spinning of their tongues seemed to wind
up their sex drives as if they were toys.
Shirley couldn’t get enough of Anne’s smell.
The heady mix of perfume and sweat turned her on beyond belief. It practically
brought her to orgasm without any other action and had her clit standing to
attention like it was on parade.
Anne groped under Shirley’s tee shirt and
found the bra clasp she was looking for. Once she’d done the unclipping, she
cupped Shirley’s liberated tits and marvelled at their texture. They were all
real, too. God, they were better than any stress ball she’d encountered and
when she tweaked the nipples Shirley let out a gasp.
The women pulled their tops over their
heads and let their nipples meet. They rounded each other and sent tender
tickles around their bodies like electric shocks. Their tits seemed to fix
together as if they were magnetic.
As if working in tandem, both girls
unbuttoned their lover’s shorts and slipped their fingers down.
Shirley wasn’t sure what to expect. It was
the first time she’d touched a woman like this. What she found surprised her.
Instead of a pussy like her own, she had to
work through a sexy crop of pubic hair. It felt rich soft as she moved through
it. In the middle of the forest, she found the moist, warm skin she was looking
for. It felt odd for a moment. The labia seemed to fold open and the clit at
the top felt larger and harder than the one she was used to.
Pushing on, she found the entrance to
Anne’s vagina. It was soaking wet with the slippery juice of sex. Her fingers
eased in, first 2, then 3, then 4. Anne wasn’t as tight as she’d expected –
maybe that meant that Ray had an enormous cock. The thought of Anne with a cock
thrusting inside her caused Shirley to spasm. For the first time, she felt
Anne’s fingers at her pussy, circling her
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