Brandi flopped down on the bed, depleted and satisfied. She realized her shirt and panties were stretched and drenched beyond repair, but she didn’t give a shit. She looked back at her roommate, her compact gymnastic-level body still dressed in the cutest black lace. “Thanks for the finger fuck.” Brandi giggled at Jill and Ben.
“Look at you, so easy to please.” Jill heckled back, “I haven’t even let Ben stretch out that tight little pussy of yours.”
Now it was Brandi’s turn to giggle as she gave Jill a grateful smile.
“I think I need a sandwich first!” Ben interjected with a hopeful laugh. “You girls need anything?” The roommates shook their heads as Ben excused himself to the kitchen.
Jill lay back on the bed next to Brandi, only inches from her beaming smile. Jill’s lusty gaze almost burned into Brandi’s soul. “It’s such a sweet, tight little pussy.” Jill licked her gleaming fingers as Brandi remembered where they had just been. Her heart accelerated again as her arousal swiftly rekindled.
Shock washed over Brandi. Jill was one of the boldest girls she ever knew, but this was another level. Was Jill harboring the same feelings as her?
Jill had always admired Brandi, her kind soul, her effortless beauty, and even her full, round breasts. She was everything the very tomboy sometimes bossy Jill wasn’t, right down to the cup size. But years of friendship had transformed her jealousy into lust and desire.
Brandi had melted away the last hint of inhibition from Jill’s defenses. She gently leaned in closer to Brandi’s soft, full lips.
Their eyes locked on to each other until they were too close to focus. The girl’s needy lips melded together in a cavalcade of insatiable desire. Their ravenous tongues devoured one another, unleashing years of pent-up passion.
Their embrace tightened with each kiss. Fingers began to claw and grab. Jill’s bra snapped loose. The last threads of Brandi’s shirt gave way. There was nothing left to separate them. The girl’s warm feminine curves mingled and tensed their nerves. Euphoric bliss washed over the souls of the roommates as they clung tighter and tighter to one another. Unable to release their grip, the women clung to each other, sharing their breath like a lifeline.
Eventually, Jill came up for air. “I’ve needed that for so long,” she panted, her eyes fixed on Brandi. “I can’t believe this is finally happening.”
“It just feels right,” Brandi confirmed, as she returned a soft kiss.
“Damn, I almost missed the show.” Ben had reappeared and could barely contain his bemusement, grinning ear to ear as he entered the room.
The girls gave a slight chuckle. They couldn’t help but feel like they didn’t really need Ben at the moment. But it wasn’t his intention to be caught in the middle of Jill’s fantasy.
Ben was a good guy, and they couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. After all, he didn’t do anything wrong, and both girls really liked him.
“Hey handsome, ever watched two girls fuck before?” Brandi smiled, eager to reward her friends. But mostly Jill, who had been dreaming of this moment for years. “Take a seat, slick.”
Ben obeyed Brandi’s order, finding a chair beside the bed, his eyes wide in anticipation.
Jill too found herself mesmerized. She pulled down her lacy black thong, her eyes fixed on Brandi, her mind racing, lost in her fantasy.
Brandi rewarded her patience. She helped Jill discard her panties. Guiding them over her ankles, before returning her soft lips to Jill’s smooth leg. Her light, warm kisses trailed up Jill’s sensitive inner thigh. Jill squealed involuntarily, overcome with glee and anticipation. “Oh, shit oh shit oh shit.” She murmured to herself, “This is really happening.”
“It is,” Brandi whispered lovingly as her hot breath teased Jill’s eager clit. Jill was caught off-guard by the endorphin rush that exploded from between her legs. Brandi’s skilled tongue quickly encouraged an avalanche of pleasure through Jill’s tight, athletic frame.
The erotic display of the girls enraptured Ben. He held his breath, totally engrossed in the show. Watching in the corner of the room, he slowly stroked his growing erection.
With their hands clasped tightly, Brandi breathlessly fed on her friend’s sensitive folds. Her dizzying technique drove Jill’s senses wild. Jill shut her eyes tight and wriggled around, gasping loudly as she involuntarily let out a chorus of high-pitched moans of pleasure.
This was better than fantasy. Jill never wanted it to end. But she didn’t have a choice anymore.
Brandi had sent her over the edge and vaulted her into climax. Jill groaned and twisted Brandi’s hair. She pulled Brandi’s face tighter against her core.
“Don’t stop!” Jill screamed. Brandi didn’t stop. Jill’s back arched, and her gasps intensified as her strong thighs clamped around Brandi’s head.
Brandi fought back and drew her tongue out, dragging it across Jill’s clit, electrifying her eager nerves.
“Your tongue…” Jill gasped, overcome with climax. Her mind blanked as she quivered in a satisfaction and contentment which drew out for longer than she’d ever experienced.
As soon as Jill’s orgasm finished, Brandi collapsed between her legs, lovingly caressing Jill’s firm thighs as she caught her breath. Jill laid her head back briefly, basking in the afterglow of her climax.
After finally catching her breath, Jill lifted her head to give Ben a wink and a nod, beckoning him closer to the edge of the bed.
Ben briefly remained on the other end of the bed, slowly stroking his exceptionally stiff shaft before recognizing her invitation. Sheepishly, he walked closer to the edge of the bed and Brandi’s perfectly folded legs.