Straight Female / 23
Our vacation through the Southwest (continued)
I woke the next morning, Amy laying on my side, her hand covering my naked breast, her leg pressed between mine and her thigh tight against my labia. I was still longing to have more of what Ben had given us the night before, so I just laid there feeling Amy's embrace. I started to slowly rub against Amy's thigh, but that wasn't nearly enough.
We are both far cries from the flat chested little girls that dared each other to show and touch so many years ago. Amy's D's were firmly pressed against my flesh, and her hand felt so wonderful touching mine. I could feel the wetness from her bare flesh against my thigh, and her upper thigh pressed against my smooth flesh was making me crazy. I gently pushed Amy onto her back and climbed over her. She opened her eyes and met my gaze and smiled as she felt my bare, pert nipples teasing against her's. I slid my arm under her and quickly rolled back to the bed, pulling Amy on top of me. I felt her begin grinding against me. I so wanted to feel Ben back inside me. When I sighed, I actually whispered: "Oh Ben."
Amy pushed up to her knees. Slap! Slap! She open palmed slapped my tits. "Oh, no whore. I'm going to girl fuck you silly. Open those eyes and see this lesbian bitch take you."
The sting of the slaps and Amy's matter of fact voice shocked me, then I realized what I had done. I struggled, but Amy just pressed the weight of her body on top of mine and began grinding against me. I tried to apologize, but when I tried to speak, she covered my mouth with her hand and said: "I'm raping your prissy, straight girl body. You'll be my lesbian slut from now on."
My eyes widened and then I saw her smile. I gasped and moaned as she sucked my nipples. I feigned begging her to stop, but with each beg, she became rougher--pounding her flesh against mine and biting my nipples. I wrapped myself around her, screaming as each orgasm wracked though my soul.
We were interrupted by the knock of the cleaning crew alerting us that it was time to go. Embarrassed we looked toward the door, and sure enough, there was the "do not disturb" sign still hanging on our side of the door. We hurriedly dressed and tried to sneak out the door.
I don't speak much Spanish, but from their chatter in the hall and their glances as Amy and I passed by, I could understand enough to tell they were talking about the two lesbians in room 136.
(continued from post #21417, #21434, and #21454)
I woke the next morning, Amy laying on my side, her hand covering my naked breast, her leg pressed between mine and her thigh tight against my labia. I was still longing to have more of what Ben had given us the night before, so I just laid there feeling Amy's embrace. I started to slowly rub against Amy's thigh, but that wasn't nearly enough.
We are both far cries from the flat chested little girls that dared each other to show and touch so many years ago. Amy's D's were firmly pressed against my flesh, and her hand felt so wonderful touching mine. I could feel the wetness from her bare flesh against my thigh, and her upper thigh pressed against my smooth flesh was making me crazy. I gently pushed Amy onto her back and climbed over her. She opened her eyes and met my gaze and smiled as she felt my bare, pert nipples teasing against her's. I slid my arm under her and quickly rolled back to the bed, pulling Amy on top of me. I felt her begin grinding against me. I so wanted to feel Ben back inside me. When I sighed, I actually whispered: "Oh Ben."
Amy pushed up to her knees. Slap! Slap! She open palmed slapped my tits. "Oh, no whore. I'm going to girl fuck you silly. Open those eyes and see this lesbian bitch take you."
The sting of the slaps and Amy's matter of fact voice shocked me, then I realized what I had done. I struggled, but Amy just pressed the weight of her body on top of mine and began grinding against me. I tried to apologize, but when I tried to speak, she covered my mouth with her hand and said: "I'm raping your prissy, straight girl body. You'll be my lesbian slut from now on."
My eyes widened and then I saw her smile. I gasped and moaned as she sucked my nipples. I feigned begging her to stop, but with each beg, she became rougher--pounding her flesh against mine and biting my nipples. I wrapped myself around her, screaming as each orgasm wracked though my soul.
We were interrupted by the knock of the cleaning crew alerting us that it was time to go. Embarrassed we looked toward the door, and sure enough, there was the "do not disturb" sign still hanging on our side of the door. We hurriedly dressed and tried to sneak out the door.
I don't speak much Spanish, but from their chatter in the hall and their glances as Amy and I passed by, I could understand enough to tell they were talking about the two lesbians in room 136.
(continued from post #21417, #21434, and #21454)
