Posted by mjmurra on March 09, 2010 at 23:29 [24.14.119.84]
Good morning everybody! Here is the fifth installment of the Sammy series. Once again, I definitely didn't intend for it to be this long, but sometimes stories just take on a life of their own! For those of you put off by the length, you can just go ahead and skip the character development parts (not really necessary I know, but I can't help including them - it's just the way I write). I cannot thank everyone enough for their support, and I hope that you continue reading my work. As always, comments and suggestions are encouraged! Enjoy!
Sammy nervously picked up her phone and called Steph. She paused as it rang. Once. Twice. Three times. After the fourth ring it went to Steph’s voicemail. Why didn’t she answer? Sammy had mixed feelings about having to leave a message. Part of her desperately needed to tell Steph, but the coward in her eventually ruled out. “Hey Steph. Uhh…it’s me. Sammy. Uhh…well, uhh…my parents are going up to northern Wisconsin on a camping trip with their friends. They uhh…they do this every year. God only knows what they’re doing up there.” Sammy laughed nervously. “Well, yeah…I was wondering if you wanted to come over and spend the weekend with me. If you’re not busy or anything. I mean, it’s cool if you don’t, but I just don’t wanna be bored. Or if you just want to stay one day or hang out or something…” Sammy made an irritated face as she fumbled through the message. “Yeah, sooo…let me know what you think. I’ll talk to you later. Bye.”
Sammy sat on her bed for a moment and then spoke aloud to no one. “Well that was fucking terrible.” She shrugged her shoulders, grabbed her remote and turned on the television, flipping to the Discovery Channel. “Mmm…Man vs. Wild. Bear Grylls is so fucking hot. I love his accent.” Sammy rolled over on her side and drifted off to sleep.
Steph smiled, her green eyes shining like spring leaves. “You may now kiss the bride.” Sammy closed her eyes as Steph leaned in, placing her lips softly on hers, parting them slightly, tongues lightly touching. The roar of applause vaguely filled Sammy’s ears as the girls held hands and walked down the aisle and out of the building. They climbed into the back of the window as the driver sped off, leading them to an unknown destination.
Steph climbed on top of Sammy, straddling her. She grabbed Sammy’s arms and pulled them above her head. “I fucking love you so much Sammy.” She kissed Sammy’s cheeks, her neck, her cleavage. “I want you out of this dress.” Steph climbed backwards off of the seat as Sammy grabbed her short white gown, pulling the lace material over her head. She bit her lower lip as she spread her legs wide. Steph stared for a moment, distant traffic making soft noises on the other side of the tinted glass. Sammy was wearing a white lace bra, matching white lace boyshort panties. White stockings went midway up her thighs, attached to garter belts. Little white bows decorated the tops of each stocking.
Steph leaned in and lightly darted her tongue over Sammy’s panties, tasting her through the material. She ran her hands up the brunette’s thighs, kissing her stomach, slowly up her body, between her breasts. “You’ve been saving up haven’t you? I know I have. Three days without going and eight glasses of water today. I’m going to explode.”
Sammy grabbed Steph’s hair as she breathed a response. “Two days and six glasses.” Steph didn’t respond, save for the kisses rapidly running up Sammy’s neck, over her earlobes. She put her hand between Sammy’s legs, rubbing her through her panties.
“Do it now. Do it for me.” Sammy squeezed lightly and could feel the piss spurting through her material. Through foggy eyes she looked down, smiling as she saw the liquid flow over Steph’s fingers and over the front of the seat. Sammy’s soft pants of breath did little to disguise the load hissing of her fluid, warming her pussy, dripping backwards between her cheeks, pooling in the crack of the seat. She concentrated on the feeling of her piss, the feeling of Steph’s fingers holding open her lips, her middle finger up and down over her clit. Sammy could feel her piss slow to a trickle as her love worked her soft cherry lips across her skin.
Steph kissed back down Sammy’s body, pushing her panties into her pussy, rubbing up over her clit. Moments after placing a soft kiss just above the waistband of Sammy’s panties, Steph climbed up onto the seat, legs wide, straddling her young love. She wrapped her arms around Sammy’s neck, kissing her deeply, tongues running over one another. The girls separated their lips, eyes closed, tongues flicking against one another. Steph slowly was grinding her hips back and forth, involuntarily fucking the air. She squirmed and hiked up her white wedding dress above her hips, exposing a white garter set and panties identical to those of Sammy.
“Hold this for me.” Steph guided Sammy’s hands to her dress, feeling her tremble in anticipation. She put her hand on Sammy’s shoulder, her other hand clutching her beautifully curled hair, the cinnamon spirals hanging through her fingers. Slowly she pushed out, feeling a large, hot pile of shit fill her pristine, white, satin panties. Sammy shuddered and buried her face in Steph’s tits, kissing her breasts through the material of the gown. Steph moaned softly to herself as she lowered her ass towards Sammy’s panties, gently resting her bulge on the girl’s soaked crotch. She screamed loudly as she dropped all of her weight down on Sammy’s lap, feeling her shit spread up her ass crack.
Sammy looked forward and could see the eyes of the limo driver in the rear-view mirror. She met his gaze, staring back at him lustfully as Steph slowly bounced up and down on her lap. The smell of Steph’s messy panties filled the air of the limo, wet slapping sounds occurring every time she bounced up and down. Sammy could feel the intense heat and pressure of Steph’s load through the thin material of their panties. She took her hands off of Steph’s gown, feeling the soft fabric cascade over them.
Before she could make a move, Steph climbed off of her and knelt on the floor. “Your turn.” She stared intently with her vivid green eyes, focusing between Sammy’s legs. Steph watched as Sammy lifted her ass off of the seat, holding herself up with her arms. She grunted, squeezing as her panties bulged out beneath her. Steph reached out with one hand and ran it lightly over Sammy’s panties, sticking her other hand down her own panties. Sammy’s bulge was huge now, growing incredibly with each push. She stopped to catch her breath before pushing one last time, feeling another large burst of soft brown shit spread out in her panties.
Sammy climbed down onto the floor of the limo with Steph, getting on her hands and knees. The girls leaned over, placing their asses against one another. Steph dropped her dress down over her ass, rocking back and forth. Sammy and Steph’s shit filled panties slapped into each other, their bulges flattening out and spreading everywhere. Harder and harder they thrust against each other, moaning loudly, their tits swaying with the movement of their bodies. Sammy could feel herself about to cum, body tensing up, warm, soft shit across her most intimate parts. Faster and faster, harder and harder! Plop, plop, plop. Hot messy loads spreading up their ass cracks…
Sammy’s cell vibrated softly on her bedside table. She slowly opened her eyes, her hand in her shorts, pussy soaking wet. Sammy grabbed her phone to see that Steph left her a text message. “Sounds gr8! I work Sun, but Im free Fri and Sat! See ya!” Sammy kicked her legs in excitement and crashed backwards into her bed. She was so excited, so turned on. This will be the weekend. I’ll tell her. I’ll tell her that I love her. Sammy’s fingers ran little waves over her clit as she relaxed, slowly letting out her steaming golden piss. I love how it smells in the morning…so strong, so sexy.
Sammy’s breaths became deeper, more pronounced. The morning sun warmed her face as her pee warmed her pussy. It hissed through her panties, soaking her sheets and staining the mattress. I don’t care. I don’t care how bad I’m being. I need to do this! Sammy lifted her hips off of her bed, feeling herself cumming hard. Her pee ran down over her pussy, down her ass, dripping off of her lower back. Biting her lip, Sammy squeezed her thighs tightly around her hand, legs holding her ass high above the bed, fingers on her hard clit. Her ass fell back to the bed as she smiled broadly, cheeks flushed. Sammy felt better…relaxed. Her pee slowed to a trickle as she giggled. It was a great way to begin the day.
Sammy’s mother and father finished packing up the car on Friday afternoon. “You remember the rules? No parties, lock up if you leave, and so on?” Her mom leaned down to give her a hug as her dad climbed in the car.
“Yes I remember. Now go on and meet up with your friends. I’m sure you’ll have a great time.” Sammy’s mother climbed into the car and waved as they drove on down the street. She walked back in the house and leaned against the door, smiling and pumping her fists. Friday had come! Steph was coming over! It had been a long week, but Sammy had made the most of it.
She thought of Monday night. She was standing in her room in her work uniform. Sammy was wearing tight khaki pants with a white polo shirt. Underneath she was wearing a white bra with light pink stripes and pink little boy short panties. Her feet were decked out in little black shoes over white socks. Sammy’s hand went down her jeans as she pictured herself standing there, legs spread. She could remember the dark stain spreading down her thighs, the bulge growing in the seat of her pants. Sammy unsnapped her jeans and slid them off, kicking them to the side. She was picturing herself pulling her khakis up tight against her ass, spreading her load.
Sammy pulled her panties to her knees as she thought of Tuesday night. She was standing alone in her bathroom, wearing only her brand new bikini and a pair of flip flops. The bikini was lime green with yellow trim, with little strings tied on the side holding up the bottoms. Sammy brought her fingers up to her nose and inhaled the scent of her cream, breathing deeply. She started panting a little faster, her fingers moving back to her bald lips. Sammy closed her eyes and envisioned her bikini bottoms as they began to tent out, crackling as the brown load grew to immense proportions. Her suit hung loosely now off of her ass as her shit weighed it down, exposing the top of her tan lines and butt crack.
Sammy slid three fingers inside her sopping tunnel and remembered how she looked Wednesday afternoon. Slutty schoolgirl. She was wearing knee-high white socks with black buckle shoes. Her blue and red plaid skirt was two sizes too small, barely covering her light yellow panties. Sammy was wearing a white button-up shirt as well with a blue and red neck tie. Faster she slid her fingers into her pussy, dreaming of how she was dirty talking, how the piss ran down her legs, soaking into her socks. In and out. Faster and faster. Finger-fucking her pussy. She could see herself hiking up her skirt now, looking into the mirror with a grapefruit sized lump in her panties. Sammy could imagine how the hot bulge felt beneath her hand as she squeezed lightly, moving it, feeling it stick like soft clay to her flesh.
She pulled her panties off all of the way and put them over her face, inhaling her pussy juice. Sammy moved her fingers back to her clit, rubbing quickly. Thursday night she was wearing her old black and red high school cheerleading uniform. Her cheeks were painted with matching black and red hearts, her hair pulled back in duel braided pigtails. Sammy could remember vividly as she set her cell camera to record video, moving back across the room. She grunted and squeezed a soft load into her red spankies, picking up her pompons from the floor. Sammy gyrated her hips and danced, recalling every step of her routine. Every move she made caused her bulge to spread, to shift against her soft body. Sammy fucked herself as she thought of the playback of the video. Her body moving, her skirt riding up, brief teasing glimpses of her red spankies filled with her shit as she shook her ass seductively. Sammy’s pussy contracted around her fingers as she screamed, her body reaching orgasm. She rubbed her clit slower now, letting herself recover. Yes, it had been a good week, but the weekend was just about to start.
Sammy was lying on her couch watching television, dressed in a blue tank top and white shorts. The sun was still warm in the late evening sky, not at all uncommon for June. Sammy turned her head toward the window as she heard Steph pull into the driveway. She’s here! She’s here! Yes. Yes. YES! Sammy ran to the door and pulled it open, admiring Steph’s long body as she climbed out of the car. Her tan legs disappeared into cutoff jean shorts, her upper body covered with a pink t-shirt. “Hey there Samantha Leigh! You been excited?” Steph laughed as she grabbed her bag from the trunk.
“Oh you have no idea!” Sammy laughed inwardly at her comment. She really doesn’t have any idea! She held the door open as Steph came inside, starting the walk upstairs. “Yeah go ahead and throw your stuff anywhere up there. I’ll be in the kitchen.” Sammy couldn’t help but peek at Steph’s tight ass as it swayed up the stairs. The low angle provided the perfect view, her firm cheeks spread tightly in the shorts.
“So what’s for dinner?” Steph plopped herself down in a chair at the table as Sammy poured herself a glass of water.
“Well I was thinking hot dogs. I know it sounds lame, but I really don’t feel like making a mess…” Yes I do “…that I have to clean up later.” Sammy turned to Steph. “Will that work?”
“Yeah hot dogs are fine.” Steph started flipping through magazines on the table as Sammy prepared the food. “So I was thinking. You wanna go out tonight? I mean, not like all night, but go dancing or something?”
Sammy pulled the hot dogs out of the microwave and sat down next to Steph, putting buns and mustard on the table. “That’ll be fun! I don’t wanna get back to late, but yeah that would be great. We can go in the hot tub when we get back.” Sammy ate her food, enjoying every second with Steph.
“Oh my GOD! The hot tub! Hell yeah!” The girls giggled as they finished eating, chatting about several different things. Sammy smiled and nodded her head, hanging on Steph’s every bubbly word. “Do you like giving head?”
Sammy snapped out of her daze and looked at Steph strangely. Steph laughed and explained herself. “I’m sorry. I was talking to my friend Veronica and she really hates giving head, and for some reason I really like it. I mean, I like getting eaten out a lot more, but going down on a guy isn’t bad.”
Sammy could feel her skin prick, her pussy moisten. She didn’t know why the conversation started drifting down this path, but she was glad that it did. “Uhh…well yeah, I do. I like eating a girl out a lot more than going down on a guy, but it’s alright.” Steph giggled at Sammy’s response.
“What’s that like? …going down on a girl?” Sammy searched Steph’s eyes for some sort of hint that she was teasing her, that she was going to laugh. All she saw was curiosity, a genuine sense of wonder.
“Well, uhh…well I don’t know if I can really describe it. Basically, I guess I just try to do what I’d want done to me. If that makes any sense. Maybe you should try it.”
Steph laughed. “Yeah I doubt that’s ever going to happen.” Sammy felt a genuine twinge of sadness, but didn’t let it get her down. I am going to have fun this weekend, no matter what. Sammy started clearing the table before Steph began helping. “Let’s go start to get ready!”
The girls gossiped about work, family, and friends as they prepared for their night out on the town. Lightning bugs were floating aimlessly in the warm early summer night as Sammy finished getting ready. “Well how do I look?” She stepped back and did a pirouette for Steph, showing off her cute outfit. Sammy was wearing a black cocktail dress, coming down to about mid-thigh. It fit her snugly, accenting her little curves and cute firm tits. Her hair hung in loose curls at the side of her face.
“You look absolutely ravishing my darling. How about me?” Sammy admired Steph as she showed off her body. She was wearing tight dark blue jeans and a dark red top. It was cut low in the front, providing ample view of her cleavage.
“Fantastic, but you already knew that.” The girls giggled as they grabbed their purses and headed downstairs and out the door. Sammy and Steph sang along loudly to the radio as they drove to the club, waving at every stop to guys they thought were hot. Sammy felt light as air, looking over at Steph in the passenger seat as she sang loudly. She looked so beautiful…so perfect…
They arrived at the club and made their way inside. It wasn’t even nine yet, so there was plenty of room. The girls made their way to the dance floor and started moving to the music. Lights flickered and changed color with every thumping drive of the heavy bass. Steph grabbed Sammy by the waist and danced into her, moving her hips, swaying in rhythm to the melody. Lasers vibrated and twisted across their bodies as they began sweating, moving seductively.
More and more people began crowding into the club as Sammy and Steph got lost in the music, having so much fun dancing and moving. Several men tried dancing with them, but they were an item tonight, two good friends out enjoying each other’s company. “Hey Steph, you keep dancing. I gotta pee.” Sammy could feel herself immersed in the music, but she couldn’t deny the pain in her bladder.
“I’ll come with you, but after this song.” Steph lifted her hands up in the air and shimmied her ass, not wanting to leave the dance floor.
“I really have to go…I don’t think I can wait.” Sammy kept dancing, but began to wiggle a little more, losing rhythm as her hand occasionally went between her legs. “Yeah I won’t make it. I’ll be right back.” Sammy turned to walk to the bathroom but stopped as Steph grabbed her wrist. She spun her around and put her hand playfully on Sammy’s ass, pulling her close.
“Just do it here.” Steph smiled wickedly as she thrust her hips, back and forth, moving to the music. Sammy could feel her chest get warm, her mind flooding with questions and bewilderment.
“Wait…what? Here? I can’t do it here! No fucking way!” Sammy looked at Steph incredulously.
Steph laughed at Sammy’s horrified reaction. “Oh come on. What happened to the tough badass Sammy you’ve been telling me about? I thought this would be easy for you, but I guess I underestimated your wimpiness.”
Sammy looked embarrassed, but her body betrayed her intentions. She wanted to do this. She wanted to impress Steph. “Fine I’ll do it, but you have to do it too.” Sammy smiled at Steph, knowing that she just upped the dare.
“Deal. But we have to leave right away when I’m done because I’m wearing jeans. People will notice.” The girls continued dancing, bodies grinding, the music drowning out their private conversation. “Well, are you going to go?” Steph looked at Sammy’s broad grin.
“I am going.” Steph put her hand over her mouth and looked at Sammy in shock. Her hands were on her hips, clutching the material of her black dress tightly. Sammy’s legs were slightly spread. Steph stared at the pee running down her right leg, pooling underneath her. Sammy didn’t understand why she was doing it, but she knew it felt right. She knew that maybe this meant more for their weekend…that this was just a start.
Sammy finished peeing slowly as she started dancing again. “Did anyone notice?”
Steph looked around briefly, but didn’t seem to notice anybody checking them out suspiciously. “Nope. I don’t think so.”
“Well it’s your turn now anyway.” Sammy was so turned on, so shocked that the evening was heading in this direction. “Or are you too afraid?” Please don’t chicken out, please don’t chicken out.
Steph looked at Sammy strangely, her face slowly moving from concentration to a smile. “Oh shit I’m doing it.” Sammy looked intently at the darkening material between Steph’s legs. With every flash of a light, she could see the rapidly spreading pattern running down Steph’s thighs. “Is it noticeable?”
“A little. Turn around. Yeah the back’s really noticeable.” Steph tried to subtly peek over her shoulder at her ass. Their was a huge wet stain across both of her cheeks and down the back of her thighs. “We better get going!”
Steph laughed and agreed wholeheartedly. “Stand close behind me so nobody can see my wet ass.” Sammy and Steph sauntered to the door, hopping in Sammy’s car. “I can’t believe we just did that!” Steph burst out laughing, collapsing backwards into the seat. “I’m sorry if my wet ass is ruining your seat.”
“Naw, totally fine.” Sammy tried to act cool, not wanting to divulge to Steph just yet how hot this truly was to her. How sexy it is to see Steph in piss-soaked jeans. “It was fun! I told you I’d do it.”
“Would you do this?” Sammy looked over at Steph as the older girl turned to the window and lifted her shirt, exposing her bra-covered tits to the car next to her. Sammy could see the guys inside laughing and giving Steph the thumbs up. The stoplight turned green and both cars pulled away. Steph laughed as she pulled her shirt down, having so much fun teasing the guys.
“Fuck yes I’d do that. I’ll one up you.” Steph’s mouth was agape as she watched Sammy squirm and slide her dress down below her strapless bra. With one hand she reached behind and unsnapped her bra, exposing her perky breasts. She tossed it over to Steph, who was shocked into silence. Sammy giggled. “Too much for you?”
Steph looked at her with fake anger. “Too much? Not enough!” She slid her shirt over her head and took off her bra. “Honk the horn!” Sammy obliged her by blaring on the horn as they approached a group of people standing outside of a bar. The girls all stared at Sammy and Steph with disgust as the guys cheered, whistling and making cat calls as they drove past.
Sammy slid her dress off the rest of the way, taking her panties off as well. “How about this?” The girls were choking on their laughter as they watched everyone give them odd stares. Steph and Sammy’s tits were illuminated with every passing light, clearly visible to anyone who happened to be looking.
The car slowed to a stop at another red light. Steph looked wickedly at Sammy and told her to be amazed. She slid off her jeans and panties and opened the door, running around to the back of the car. Sammy could clearly see her ass in the rearview mirror as Steph posed for the car behind her. Her hand instinctively went between her legs at the sight of her love’s nude body. She could see as Steph started laughing and then began getting back in the car.
“What happened?!”
“He asked me how much for a night!” The girls burst out laughing again.
“Well what did you tell him?”
“I told him that it was more than he could ever afford!” Steph crossed her legs and pushed out her chest, playfully looking as sexy as she could. Little did she know how much she was affecting Sammy, how her nearly perfect body was causing Sammy to grow more and more wet between her legs
Sammy pulled the car in front of a gas station. There was one person at a pump, not really paying much attention to what was going on around him. “Watch this!” Sammy opened the door and squatted next to the car.
“Holy shit Sammy! What the fuck!?” Steph was looking around nervously as she heard Sammy start to pee. The stream was splashing on the asphalt, running underneath the car. Steph turned her head and looked back at the man at the pump, who was now staring in their direction. He had a slight smile on his face, quite obviously enjoying the scene. “Oh shit Sammy hurry before the cops come!”
Sammy looked up at Steph. “Hand me my panties, I gotta wipe.” Steph tossed over Sammy’s still-wet panties and watched as she wiped with them. Sammy tossed them back in the car towards Steph, who squealed and moved out of the way.
“Eww! I don’t wanna touch your pee!” Sammy got back in the car and backed away. Steph looked through the windshield at the huge puddle in the vacant parking space. “Holy shit that’s a lot of piss.” Sammy was still laughing hard as she waved at the guy at the pump. He waved awkwardly back as the girls drove on down the road.
Sammy pulled to a stop in her driveway. The neighborhood was quiet, glowing lightly in the blue shadows of the moon. The girls gathered up their clothing and went through the side of Sammy’s yard and into the back. They tossed their clothes on the hot tub deck as Steph went inside. Sammy prepared the hot tub, taking the cover off and turning on the jets. She slowly dipped her naked body into the warm water, sighing as she sank up to her neck. She looked up when she heard the sliding glass door, admiring Steph as she walked over to where they were. She’s so perfect…her thin waist, nice hips…her pink, soft nipples…her strip of strawberry blonde hair fading away between her legs…her sexy glasses…her green eyes…her beautiful green eyes.
“I got white wine. Is that alright?” Steph placed down two glasses and two bottles on the deck next to the hot tub.
“What? Yeah. Oh yeah white wine. That’s fine.”
Steph laughed. “You OK? You seem a little distracted.”
Distracted?! Yeah I’m distracted! I want to lick every square inch of your body. I want to bathe you with my tongue, run it over every square inch of you. “No, I’m fine.” Sammy giggled. “Just enjoying the water. Come on in.”
Steph lowered herself into the hot tub, taking a seat opposite of Sammy. “Damn this is nice.” She poured two glasses of wine, handing one over to Sammy. “Cheers my sweet. To a fun and wonderful and, well, pretty weird beginning to our weekend.” Both girls laughed and tapped their glasses together, taking long pronounced sips from the glasses.
Sammy enjoyed the warm feeling everywhere. In her throat, all over her body…she was in paradise, sitting across from the most beautiful girl in the world.
“So what are you doing after this summer? I mean, like, college-wise.”
Sammy looked at Steph. “Honestly, I’m not sure. I’m going to stay at home and work, probably go to community college. I don’t know if I want to go away from home yet. What about you?” Sammy shifted in the tub, lightly running her fingertips underwater against her skin.
“I think I’m going to Northern. I was accepted there. I did the whole community college thing for two years and now it’s time to move up in the world I think. Plus it’s not really that far, so I can come home a lot. Which is nice I guess.” Steph looked down, her eyes concentrating on something far off.
“You don’t sound really happy about that.” Sammy looked at her, concerned over what was troubling her friend. She finished her glass of wine and topped off Steph’s.
“Hey this may sound really, really, really weird, and feel free to be grossed out and say no, but it would be the most awesome thing ever if you could give me a foot massage. I’ll give you one too.” Sammy’s pussy sent a trickle of pleasure to her brain.
“Uhh yeah that’s cool. Fine.”
Steph slid further down in the water and offered her right foot to Sammy. She reached down and took Sammy’s right foot in her hands and started gently rubbing the balls of her feet. “Well to get back to what we were talking about. Yeah, I dunno, it’s kind of like I want to start a new life. To see where I can go. I just…I just want to cut off ties and experience everything new again.”
Sammy rolled her thumbs over Steph’s toes, working the pads individually, easing the stress and tension the best she could. I want this to be erotic…but not too obvious…no what the fuck am I doing? Just be a friend Sammy, just a friend…but I want to tell her so bad…I want to tell her how I feel…”Well what do you mean cut off ties?”
“I’m thinking about breaking up with Matt.” Steph looked up suddenly, her green eyes sharp with sincerity. Her hand continued to work Sammy’s feet, fingers gently probing into the soft arches now, pressing gently, slowly increasing the pressure.
“Whoa…whoa there…why? I thought you guys were happy.” Sammy downed her glass of wine in one gulp and poured herself another. This is perfect. Perfect! Now’s your time Sammy! Now’s your time! No, no, no! Don’t be stupid. It’s so wrong. They’re happy. Be a friend Sammy, be a friend.
Steph finished her glass and held it out as Sammy filled it again. “We are happy. But we’ve been together for three years and nothing is changing. He works hard, and I appreciate that, but we RARELY see each other, which is just nightmarish. I dunno, does it sound crazy? Am I just going through an early-life crisis?” She was kneading Sammy’s heel between her palms, moving her tendons, relaxing her…
“No, not crazy. Honestly, as your friend, you have to do what you think is right. Nothing I can tell you is going to make your decision any easier, only more difficult. I’m sorry…I don’t really have a whole lot of close girl friends, so I know I suck at advice, but I try…” Sammy switched to Steph’s other foot, feeling her slippery flesh between her hands. She began the same process, manipulating every fiber of Steph’s aching feet.
“I know. I don’t expect anyone to give me a right or wrong answer. I’m sorry…damn that feels good.” Steph was slowly stopping Sammy’s foot massage as she leaned her head back and stared off into the stars. “Damn that feels good.”
Sammy took another long sip from her wine as she watched Steph lean back and enjoy her foot massage. She could see Steph’s chest moving up and down, breathing heavily.
“I’m sorry I’m being so selfish…but could you do my neck and shoulders too? You’re just really good at this…sorry I will hit you back sometime.”
Sammy giggled. “Turn around, it’s fine.” Holy fuck Sammy! What is happening?!? What the fuck is going on?! Her pussy was so warm, so excited about how things were progressing. How all the stars were aligning. Sammy straddled Steph from behind, their slippery flesh rubbing lightly together. Her nipples got hard as she put her hands on Steph’s shoulders, rubbing her fingers in, moving her thumbs in circles. “How’s this?”
“Perfect.” Steph crossed her arms and leaned forward, resting her forehead. Sammy’s hand moved up and down her neck, squeezing, causing her to lose focus, to relax and forget her troubles…Steph started breathing heavier, could feel herself suddenly start to feel things she knew that she shouldn’t. Her skin had goose bumps, her nipples hardened as she felt Sammy’s hands on her slippery taught skin.
Sammy didn’t know what she was doing. She leaned in and kissed Steph lightly on the neck. She pulled away quickly. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m drunk.”
Steph turned her head to the side and smiled softly. “It’s OK. You don’t have to stop.” She lifted her head and pulled her hair over her shoulder, exposing her long neck. “I’m drunk too.”
Sammy felt nauseas, felt so turned on that it twisted her stomach in knots. She kissed Steph softly, sucking gently, moving up and down her neck. Her hands reached around the front and cupped Steph’s tits, squeezing them, pulling on her nipples. Sammy could feel how she responded, could sense the tiny changes in her breath and motions. What are you doing Sammy? This is crazy. This can’t be happening. This is a dream. Just another dream.
“I’ve never uhh…never been with a girl. Wow…uhh…so…what do I do?” Steph looked over her shoulder at Sammy, her skin flushed, eyes sparkling. Sammy grabbed her waist and slowly had her step a few feet out of the hut tub, leaning over at the waist. She got up behind her and spread Steph’s ass cheeks, running her tongue over her little puckering hole. “Ohhh fuck wow.”
Steph leaned down further, feeling her tits press into the cool wood of the deck surrounding the hot tub and pool. Sammy spit on Steph’s asshole, rubbing her finger over the hole before slipping it in. She bent over, running her tongue now over Steph’s slit, lapping at her juices as she moaned softly. Sammy slid her finger in and out, pulling it out of Steph’s ass and sucking on it obscenely before sliding it back in. She could feel how hot and tight Steph’s asshole was, how it sucked her finger in all the way up to her second knuckle. Faster and faster Sammy fucked her asshole, fingering her, watching as her ass cheeks jiggled slightly with each thrust.
Sammy grabbed Steph’s legs and turned over, having her sit on the edge of the hot tub. Steph grabbed Sammy’s head and guided it between her legs, instincts taking over. “Yessssss…” Sammy rubbed her lips gently over Steph’s labia, inhaling her scent. She kissed softly, planting soft little signatures on Steph’s sensitive flesh. Sammy flicked her tongue rapidly on her clit, feeling her shudder at the rapid movement of flesh on flesh. Sammy worked her expert tongue up and down Steph’s slit, moving back and forth over her hard button, making her squirm and squeal. Steph leaned back, spreading her legs wide as Sammy pushed her tongue as far up her pussy as it would go, lapping at her moist walls. She could feel herself cumming, losing control as Sammy went down on her.
“Oh fuck Sammy I’m cumming…don’t stop…don’t stop…” Steph went stoic as she gripped Sammy’s head tight, holding her against her throbbing pussy. She raised her hips off of the deck, grinding against Sammy’s face, humping her mouth. “Please…oh God…ohhhh…wow…wow…”
Sammy slowly pulled away. Steph’s breasts were rising and falling with each deep inhalation. The moon light outlined her curves, drops of water running off of her body. Sammy didn’t know what to say. Didn’t know how to respond…was it the alcohol? What happened here? Did this mean anything to Steph? Sammy’s pussy was on fire, her nipples rock hard, her tongue still tangy with Steph’s juice.
“Umm…wow. I don’t know what to say. That was awesome. Awesome. I’ve never been eaten out like that. Fuck wow. You’re good Samantha Leigh!” Steph giggled and slowly lowered herself into the water again. “I guess I owe you one, although don’t expect anything nearly as amazing.”
Sammy was speechless. She wanted to straddle Steph, to show her just how many orgasms she could give her in one night. She wanted to suck on her tongue, to slowly close her eyes as Steph lowers her ass over her face. I love you Stephanie. I love you so much. “Naw it’s fine. You don’t have to anything you don’t want to.”
“Trust me, I don’t do anything I don’t want to do. Speaking of which, you know how I told you that there’s something I want to tell you about. Well, umm…well let me show you I guess.” Steph climbed out of the hot tub and walked over towards the pile of clothes. “Hey could you like, light one of these tiki torches or something?”
“Sure.” Sammy climbed out of the hot tub and walked to the outdoor kitchen, grabbing a lighter and igniting a couple of the citronella torches that adorned the deck. She turned around and gasped as she saw Steph standing there, still completely naked except for her panties. They were cotton bikini cut, Kelly green color with gold shamrocks on the front. The firelight flickered over her body, casting dramatic shadows between her tits.
“So…uhh…well, I’m drunk, and uhh…I told you I’d do it, and, well you know me now better than any of my other girl friends, and well…” Steph giggled nervously and turned around. She spread her legs slightly. Sammy stopped moving. Stopped breathing. Stopped noticing anything else around her except for what was happening right in front of her very eyes. Even then she didn’t believe it. This can’t be real. This can’t be real. No way. Not in a million years.
Steph pushed, grunting softly as a little bit of poop tented out the bottom of her panties. She took a deep breath and pushed again, exhaling as the bulge grew over four times the original size, stretching out the back of her panties wide. The glowing candles showcased every dimple and crease in Steph’s loaded wet panties. “Yeah…so uhh I tried this at my house…” Steph looked over her shoulder at Sammy. “…and I liked it. I know it’s fucking weird. I probably shouldn’t have told you that. I’m sorry.”
Sammy’s heart ached, burning with intense emotional pleasure. Her body wanted to orgasm. It took every once of restraint not to cum with every movement of her legs. She walked over to Steph and wrapped her arms around her, hugging her, holding her tight. Their breasts pressed together, their hearts beating rapidly in unison. “Sammy, what’re you d-“ Sammy looked up at Steph and instinctively kissed her, lips parting, tongues lightly flicking against one another. Sammy grabbed Steph harder, pulling her closer, kissing her madly, like it was her first time. She could smell Steph’s shit now, sending a mini orgasm rippling through her veins. Sammy reached for Steph’s hands and lowered them to her ass. Instinct took over and Steph squeezed gently, playing with Sammy’s cute ass cheeks. The girls broke apart as Sammy leaned down, taking Steph’s nipple into her mouth. She nibbled gently, running her teeth carefully over Steph’s sensitive flesh.
Sammy kissed down Steph’s stomach, hands now up on her nipples, tweaking them, tugging, pulling. She reached down and grabbed her panties. They were blue satin bikini cut with black lace trim. Sammy pulled them up her legs and snapped them in place over her ass. She stood up again and put Steph’s hands back on her ass. Steph was breathing hard, body slowly moving rhythmically with the warm flood of pleasure. Sammy buried her head in her neck, kissing her hard. Without warning, Steph heard a crackling, a soft popping sound, and felt Sammy’s panties stretch underneath her hands. She heard Sammy sigh, felt her hot load beneath her fingers. Steph didn’t know what to do. Didn’t know what the next step was.
Sammy grabbed Steph’s bulge again and started squeezing, pulling up on her panties. Steph moaned loudly as she felt her shit flatten, spreading up her ass and down between her legs. She could feel how warm and creamy it was, how nasty she was being. “Do it like that Steph.” The girls started kissing again, just as hard as before, tongues down each others’ throats. Steph tentatively squeezed Sammy’s bulge, gently, delicately. Sammy reached back and grabbed Steph’s hand and forcefully pressed, guiding her every step of the way. Steph got the hint and started manipulating her load, pressing it against Sammy’s ass, feeling it spread out underneath the thin material of her satin panties. The girls continued kissing, making out, their hands working hard.
Sammy pulled back and guided Steph down to the deck. “Let’s try this. You’ll like it.” She scooted up towards Steph, both girls on their side. They spread their legs and placed their panty-covered pussies against each other. Both girls could feel the incredible heat emitting from between their legs, the moisture radiating on each other’s pussies. “Piss on me.” Sammy pressed hard into Steph’s pussy, feeling her lips spread slightly. She was sopping wet, slippery cum coating her panties. Sammy started grinding her hips, started fucking Steph’s pussy as soon as she felt the hot piss spurting over her bald lips. She started peeing as well, feeling it flow out of her, across both of their pussies, puddling with Steph’s piss beneath them. Harder and harder they scissored each other, fucking, grinding. Steph was screaming now, her voice echoing in the woods and backyards surrounding Sammy’s home.
Sammy gave one final thrust against Steph as her body exploded. She screamed too, joining in Steph’s erotic night chorus. They both collapsed down, unable to catch their breaths, slowly crawling apart. Sammy’s legs were trembling, her ears pulsing with blood. It happened. This just really happened. This HAPPENED! She looked over at Steph, whose eyes were closed. Steph tried to say something but mumbled incoherently. She laughed. Not a laugh at anything funny, but one of relief. A sexual barrier had been breached. She felt good. Incredible. Amazing. Acutely aware of her sexual feelings. She felt alive.
Sammy slowly started to stand up, holding onto the railing of the deck to maintain balance. “Well, umm. That was interesting.” She looked down at Steph, watching as she lazily ran her hand over her pussy, rubbing gently.
“Yeah…wow. So I take it that’s what you wanted to tell me? That you like doing that too?” Steph looked up at Sammy, smiling broadly.
No Sammy that’s not it! Tell her the truth! Tell her that this wasn’t just some drunken tryst! Tell her that this wasn’t just two horny girls fooling around. This meant something. Tell her you love her! Tell her Sammy! “Uhh…no…I mean, yeah. Yeah, that’s what…that’s what I was going to tell you.” Fuck Sammy! FUCK! This was your chance!
Steph stood up and walked over to Sammy, kissing her again on the lips, lighter this time. She took Sammy’s hand in hers and smiled. “Well, I guess I owe you. And we definitely need to shower…sooo…wanna head inside?” Sammy nodded her head and walked slowly with Steph. She was as furious at herself as she’d ever been, but she needed this. Tonight had been perfect. The weekend was only just starting.
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