“Should I get naked, too?” said Nikki, feeling slightly self-conscious but nonetheless thrilled at how the night was transpiring.
“Mm hmm,” said Winona, nodding her head enthusiastically.
Stepping off the bed, Nikki quickly took her sweatpants down her legs and stepped out of them, leaving them where they lay on the floor. Her ass, rotund and delicious, defied gravity as it remained contained in her black panties. The fabric was tight against her rear and Winona could easily make out the line of Nikki’s crack beneath the tensile material.
Then came her panties. Nikki deftly slid them over her ass, her meaty rear plunking out as she lowered her panties and shimmied them down her legs. Her cheeks bounced and her breasts swayed. Winona, watching her friend undress, began to pet herself between her legs casually.
Nikki, now naked too, turned around and looked down to Winona with a smile.
“What do you think?” she said, putting a foot forward and striking a pose.
“You’re gorgeous, Nikki,” said Winona. “Get back on the bed with me.”
Nikki obeyed, scaling the bed once more and crawling on her hands, her breasts swaying back and forth as she moved. Flopping down onto Winona, the girls kissed and touched and melted into one another.
Winona let her hands go exploring, massaging down the length of Nikki’s body until she reached Nikki’s ass. She grabbed a cheek in each hand, firmly squeezing, allowing her fingers to creep further into Nikki’s undercarriage. Winona could feel the springy coarseness of Nikki’s pubes as her fingers closed in on her friend’s sensitive parts.
“I’m getting really turned on,” admitted Nikki as she pulled back from their kiss and craned her neck to the side. Winona buried her face into Nikki’s neck and began to plant gentle, moist kisses on Nikki’s skin.
“Let me see,” said Winona. She moved her hand deeper between Nikki’s legs, her fingers now caressing over Nikki’s pussy lips, running over their puffiness, dragging a single finger slowly through Nikki’s wet slit. This attention prompted a moan from Nikki. She was feeling wonderful, abuzz, her body softly trembling. The more Winona touched her, the greater her delight grew.
It had been the wine that got her to come this far, that much Nikki knew. But she would be lying to herself if she denied admiring Winona sometimes at work. Winona was slender and lithe, with thin arms and a dainty frame, although she was taller than Nikki was. Her face was petite and naturally pretty, little freckles dotting her cheeks below her blue eyes, and golden blonde hair, thick and well cared for. Although she had never been with a girl before, Nikki was eager to experience it for the first time with such a lovely creature.
Winona lightly tugged at Nikki’s aching pussy lips, wetness dripping down from between Nikki’s slit and coating her fingertips. With heightened breath, Winona passionately kissed Nikki’s neck and pushed her fingers between Nikki’s lips, moving them through her internal pinkness, dragging them upwards until she reached her friend’s moist clit.
“That’s really nice,” cooed Nikki, lying half on top of Winona and reveling in the lusty devotion. “Finger me.”
Winona complied, slipping two fingers inside of Nikki and beginning to penetrate her with fervid gusto. Her fingers easily slipped back and forth, slippery with Nikki’s juices, occasionally pulling them out for just a moment to diddle on her friend’s clit.
“God,” moaned Nikki, moving one of her hands up to brace herself on Winona’s thin arm. Nikki’s breasts hung down and grazed against Winona’s own tits, dangling and rubbing back and forth as the girls subtly moved and grinded with one another.
Winona popped her fingers out of Nikki’s pussy and let them explore further back, the wetness covering her fingers coursing over Nikki’s taint and then back to her ass. With confidence and zeal, Winona moved her fingers between Nikki’s crack and quickly found her puckered little asshole, kneading Nikki’s own pussy juices into the crinkled folds.
“Oh fuck,” moaned Nikki. “I love that.”
“I know,” whispered Winona, continuing to massage her fingers into Nikki’s ass in a small circle.
Gradually, syncopated with her breathing, Nikki’s asshole widened with Winona’s attention, gaping just slightly with each of Nikki’s out-breaths. She felt impossibly riled up inside, heart palpitating, lungs desperate for more air. Nikki couldn’t believe what was happening but was absolutely flipping out with sexual cravings as Winona pushed her favorite button in the back.
“Put a finger in,” advised Nikki, drunk on lust.
With her fingers still moist from Nikki’s pussy, Winona began to prod at Nikki’s ass with a single fingertip. Nikki took long, slow breaths to relax herself and coax her hole to open slightly for Winona’s touching. Winona massaged her finger around Nikki’s rim, feeling the folds and wrinkles, and feeling it all open up just so with each of Nikki’s breaths. Soon, Nikki felt Winona’s finger slide into her backdoor, pushing in and getting buried up to Winona’s first knuckle. Nikki was floating, elated, intoxicated by Winona’s insertion and the smooth, slow thrusts that followed.
Dropping her own hand down, Nikki started to tenderly caress Winona’s swollen and wanting pussy lips, squeezing at them gently, yanking them and petting them as Winona penetrated Nikki’s ass with just her finger. The girls lay there together, enthused and horny, graciously pleasuring one another amid their hot breaths and satisfied moans.
Suddenly, Nikki felt Winona’s finger slide out of her ass and she opened her eyes to look to her friend. Winona was slithering out from under Nikki now, sitting up on her knees and positioning herself to Nikki’s side. Winona’s hand ran up and down Nikki’s thigh in a few smooth motions before Winona lowered her head toward Nikki’s ass.
“Mmm,” sighed Nikki, wriggling a bit in the sheets, anticipating Winona’s next move.
Putting her face between Nikki’s large ass cheeks, Winona released her tongue and gave Nikki a long, slow lick up from the base of her pussy, over her taint, and finally on her asshole. The tip of her tongue ran over Nikki’s small wrinkles, licking the rim, and penetrating her just the smallest bit. Nikki squirmed and embraced herself, widening her legs a bit to give Winona even greater access to her underside.
Winona slipped two fingers inside of Nikki’s pussy while her mouth continued to attend to her friend’s ass. With a steadied thrusting into Nikki’s pinkness, Winona lapped up and down with her tongue from ass to pussy and back again.
Nikki could feel herself brimming over with passion, her thighs tingling, her pussy needy. She throbbed and ached as Winona pleasured her and with the filling of her pussy with Winona’s fingers, Nikki longed for her ass to be filled as well.
As though she could read Nikki’s mind, Winona backed off from Nikki’s rear, sitting up once again on the bed. With a soft hand pressing on Nikki’s hip to brace her, Winona leaned over Nikki and reached toward her bedside table. She opened a drawer and plunged her hand inside, fishing around for a moment, before pulling back out with her fingers wrapped around the girth of a bright pink dildo.
“Do you think you could take this?” said Winona, grinning down to Nikki and shaking the dildo at her.
“Mmm yes,” said Nikki, looking up to the toy with longing in her eyes. “Let’s try it.”
At first Winona teased at Nikki’s drenched pussy with the toy, running it through Nikki’s lips, dragging her moisture all throughout her slit. Winona’s hand gently massaged back and forth over her friend’s thigh as she poked at her with the pink piece. As Nikki’s moans grew more pronounced, Winona slid the dildo inside of Nikki’s pussy, sinking it deep into her, allowing it to be coated with Nikki’s creamy wetness. As she penetrated back and forth, the dildo became glazed with a white viscid lube, pooling at the base of the toy and near Winona’s hand.
“Oh fuck,” exclaimed Nikki, feeling saturated between her thighs, humid and heated, loving the feeling of Winona fucking her with the silicone piece. “That’s it.”
“We’re n
ot done yet,” said Winona devilishly. Removing the dildo carefully from Nikki’s pussy, she slid it back and gave a pressured push with it against Nikki’s asshole. Nikki squirmed and groaned. Never had she wanted the pleasure more, she was absolutely bursting inside, so intent on being filled from behind. Winona’s free hand dove between Nikki’s legs and resumed petting her pussy, focusing most on her clit, diddling it and manipulating it between her wet fingers.
As she masturbated her friend, Winona could feel the little kinky pubic hairs covering Nikki’s pussy through the wetness of her flesh. Looking down, Winona stared into the creamy dark brown coloring of Nikki’s lips, catching the slightest glimpse of pinkness as her fingers ran between them.
Winona pushed the moistened dildo against Nikki’s ass, the tip of it trying to pry her rim open and gain entry. Nikki steadied her breath and melted, eager for the feeling she knew was imminent. Slowly, the toy opened her up, lead by the pressure from Winona’s hand. Nikki’s ass gaped and opened to the girth of the dildo, allowing it to glide inside of her, the crinkled rim closing around the toy as it entered.
“Yes,” affirmed Nikki, lifted her arms above her head and grabbing onto a pillow.
Winona pushed the toy inside of Nikki’s ass and gave it a couple of preliminary thrusts prompting Nikki to fidget. Moving her hand from Nikki’s pussy, Winona placed her palm on Nikki’s ass and guided her up onto her knees. Nikki easily complied, hypnotized by the pleasure, ready to do Winona’s bidding. Now up on her knees, Nikki buried her face into the pillows, her arms folded under her chest, angled down into the bed with her ass up in the air.
Leaning her face down now, Winona slipped her tongue out and into Nikki’s pussy, lapping sideways at her lips, tasting the creamy juices dripping from inside, while her hand gripped onto the dildo inserted in Nikki’s ass and began to methodically pump it in and out. Nikki cried out in ecstasy, moaning and whining into the pillow.
The pink dildo looked even pinker against Nikki’s dark brown skin, still moist with her pussy juices, penetrating deep into her asshole with Winona’s hard, measured pushes.
“Fuck,” said Nikki. “Oh fuck.” It was all she could think to say. She felt impossibly moist, damp and drenched between her legs, with Winona’s face buried into her pussy and her ass completely filled with the silicone totem.
Nikki started to feel wobbly, her thighs quaking and trembling as Winona focused on her clit. She could hear Winona slurping at her, licking and suckling, and her clit felt like it was going to jump right out of her pussy and into Winona’s mouth. A thick goopy globule of creaminess dripped out from between her pussy lips, white and viscid, and lazily oozed down Nikki’s inner thigh. With Winona’s thrusting, Nikki could feel her body bouncing lightly back and forth, her tits swinging as she moved.
As the toy infiltrated her ass, her hole closed in around its bulk, her little wrinkly folds stretched out and accepting of the dildo. Nikki could feel it moving inside of her, stretching her insides, pushing against the walls inside of her ass, giving her a sense of fulfillment and completeness.
Her pussy dripped and oozed, so moist, so desirous, and suddenly it began to pulse. Nikki could feel the subtle contractions between her legs, her pussy squeezing and releasing, pumping as the dildo pumped into her ass. Little tingles of pressure coursed through her lower half, bursts of distinct energy moving through her and causing her elbows and knees to wobble.
“I’m almost there,” she moaned. Winona doubled her efforts, pushing the dildo into Nikki’s ass even faster, lapping even more sloppily at her pussy. Sucking and licking and pushing and fucking.
Nikki could feel her mind go blank, her mouth fall open and a light spittle drip over her lip. Behind her the penetrations continued, her ass getting completely plowed thanks to Winona’s speedy wrist and the thick pink toy in her grasp. A coolness fell over Nikki’s arms, giving her goosebumps and inspiring her fingers to go numb. Her hips began to buck against the dildo, thighs shaking and shivering, her stomach was knotted. Then she cried out in one loud moan, gasping for air, pulsing and quivering. Nikki was coming hard and it was amazing.
Winona, watching as Nikki convulsed, sat up and lovingly petted one of her ass cheeks. She slowly eased the dildo out of Nikki’s ass, observing as Nikki’s hole closed around the piece. Once the dildo popped out of Nikki’s ass, Winona dropped it to the bed below and watched as Nikki’s little hole opened and closed with her panting breaths.
“Oh shit,” exclaimed Nikki, little sporadic shivers wending through her. It was simply all too much and she collapsed her ass down onto the bed, curling up into a ball as she chased after her breath. Shocks of orgasm continued to move through her in unpredictable asynchronous spurts.
“Your ass is so hot,” remarked Winona, still petting her friend adoringly. “So big and round.”
“I can still feel that dildo inside of me,” said Nikki, inebriated in post-coital exasperation. “Is it still there?”
“No babe,” cooed Winona lightly. “It’s out.”
“Oh God,” mused Nikki, beginning to come down. Slithering her hands up into the pillows, she gripped on to any fabric she could find.
“I’m going to get some water,” said Winona, sitting up on her knees, her hand still caressing Nikki’s ass. “Me next?”
“Mm hmm,” said Nikki, eyes closed, nodding, seeing stars behind her eyelids. She sighed happily. Winona hopped up off of the bed and scurried out of the room, leaving Nikki in bed alone to regain her composure.
Nikki felt totally high and complete, everything feeling as though it had fallen into place. As she breathed, she could feel soft pulses in her pussy and her ass. She wanted more and now, regaining her strength, she wanted to repay Winona for her passionate attention. Nikki opened her eyes softly and looked to the clock on Winona’s bedside table. It was getting late but she had a feeling they were going to be up for a while longer.
Tenderly rubbing her own ass, Nikki smiled to herself and dug into the blankets, eagerly awaiting her friend’s return.
A VERY BACKDOOR CHRISTMAS
*
“HOW MUCH LONGER do you think?” said Anne-Sophie in a French accent, looking out of the window of the train. The sun was beginning to set over the Midwest countryside, glimmering off the full sheet of snow that covered the terrain. The chugging and clacking of the railway was a constant sound as the train traversed through the late December evening. It was Christmas Eve and we were heading to my family’s home in Michigan.
“No more than an hour,” I said, checking the time on my phone. I smiled at my college friend, a girl I had only met a couple months back in our film class. As fate would have it, Anne-Sophie and I sat next to each other in the auditorium on our first day and became fast friends. She was from France, studying business marketing at our well-known university in Chicago, and didn’t really know anybody in the States. As the holidays approached, I discovered that she was unable to fly home for Christmas and naturally I invited her to come home with me.
“This scenery,” she started, her gaze lingering out the window for a moment before she turned and looked at me. “It reminds me of my family’s farm near Tours. The snow is very comforting.”
“I’m sorry you couldn’t make it back home,” I said. “But I’m really excited for you to see where I grew up.”
“Oui,” said Anne-Sophie, a smile growing on her lips. “Thank you, Lorna. I would most certainly be sad staying in the dorm for Christmas.”
When I first met Anne-Sophie her beauty blew me away. Her brown hair hung long down her back, thick, with big natural curls and waves. Her face was perfectly sculpted, high-cheek bones and a little button nose, full lips, a visage that was suited for a model. Anne-Sophie’s body was shapely and voluptuous, a thin waist making way for an ample chest, curvy hips, and a nice firm butt. One time in her dorm room I saw her in only her bra and panties and I couldn’t believe that someone could have a body like hers in real life. She looked straight out of a magazin
e.
And when she spoke my heart fluttered. I was totally floored by her thick French accent. As we sat there in film class on the first day, getting to know each other, grinning and laughing, poking fun at the professor’s hair, I had felt something exciting brewing within me. I wanted to be with Anne-Sophie. I wanted to kiss her. Make love to her. I wanted to run my hands along her smooth skin, to feel her warm flesh, and to make her feel my lust for her all throughout her body.
By now you’ve probably figured out that I had some ulterior motives in inviting Anne-Sophie home with me for Christmas. Guilty. But if she had told me that she was totally straight, I never would have tried to take it this far. Instead, she told me that she had indeed fooled around with other girls before, that she enjoyed it, and that she considered herself a bisexual. I lit up once I gained this knowledge. I knew I had a chance. One weekend evening at school, the two of us had a few glasses of wine and went exploring the beach of Lake Michigan together. Both a little tipsy, we ended up kissing sweetly, holding hands, goofing around in the sand. It was magical.
I wanted more.
That little evening fling was the only time the two of us had gotten romantic. I broached the subject with Anne-Sophie a few days later, wondering what it all meant, trying to get something more from her.
“I enjoyed it, Lorna,” she had said to me when we sat down to talk about our romantic encounter. “But I must focus on my studies.”
“You’re not interested in taking it further?” I said. “Not even a little bit?”
“I—“ Anne-Sophie said, pausing to find her thought. She smiled at me. “I don’t know.”
After that, our friendship was mostly platonic with the occasional handhold, single kiss on the lips to say hello or goodbye, or lingering touch that communicated more than just a friendly camaraderie. It all culminated that fateful day that she changed in front of me in her dorm room, demonstrating to me how sexy she was underneath her clothes. She had worn only a small white pair of cotton panties and a blue strapless bra and she danced around her room, screwing around, pretending to sing into a microphone. It was all too much for me to bear and I knew I had to touch her, kiss her, feel her, or I was just going to burst open.
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