This is a new erotica I've thought up in my evening slumbers, and it's in A.'s point of view! Tell me what you think
Sounds. I hear sounds, but not just any sound: Giggling. After a long day of work, that was something to get used to. I heard not just S., but a new girl... It sounded like C., a mutual friend of ours that S. has just recently gotten to know. C. has short blonde hair, green eyes, and a gorgeous body much like the one S. has.
Sure enough, walking around the corner to our bedroom, I see two blonde heads instead of one. I also see two sets of breasts. S. has this point in her cycle where her boobs are especially amazing, and today was one of those days. Her rosey nipples pointed upward just begging to be sucked into someone's warm, waiting mouth(I just hoped that mouth was mine!). S. was wearing her favorite boyshorts-this white and silver lacy number that I so enjoyed- and C. was wearing this bright red thong that showed off her cute, perky ass. They didn't notice me so I decided to stay quiet just looking through the crack in the door as they played with each other.
Currently, S. had C. in her lap and was receiving a lap dance of sorts. I could tell from the look on her face that she enjoyed having a C's boobs at eye level. S. pulled one of C's nipples into her mouth and began to moan. The sound was low and primal- Animal instincts have kicked in. More than anything, I wanted to be in that bed with them, but I knew that this was S.'s time to have fun. As long as she's out there having fun, I could watch, right? Right.
Watching S. suck on another girls' breasts' was probably one of the more erotic things I've seen in my life. The way S. would pull her nipple in between her teeth and run her tongue along her areola... *shivers*
S. and C. spent the majority of their night entwined in each other. The two girls swapped off on giving massages ALL over, sucking licking, pulling on body parts, and fingering each other. S. even pulled out her favorite vibrator from our nightstand(which she never does). and using it on C.! I can't help but pulse just watching the two of them together.
Later that night, I tell S. what all I saw. She becomes flushed as though she's embarrassed, as she whispers "I'm sorry..."
"Sorry about what?! I enjoyed it as much as you did! Now, one of the things C. did to you- I think I want to try it...."
THE END.
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