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  “Will you help me take these off?” she asked, motioning to her tights. I nodded slowly and approached her, taking hold of her tights and delicately pulling them down over her ass and hips, the thin fabric rolling onto itself, while Anne-Sophie fingered her sweater and pulled it upwards over her head.

  She was absolutely gorgeous standing there in only a black pair of tight bikini knickers and a black bra, her body perfect in everyway. I was standing so close to her I could feel the heat radiating off of her, inspiring a flame to burn brighter inside of me. Unable to help myself, I reached for her knickers and fondled at the elastic band.

  “No, no, no,” teased Anne-Sophie. “Let’s get this off of you now.” Reaching around back of me, she took down the zipper of my dress and guided the long sleeves off of my arms. Anne-Sophie pulled the top of the dress down to my waist, exposing my red lace bra, and she seductively cupped her hands on the sides of my breasts. “Magnifique,” she cooed.

  “I’ve been waiting for this forever,” I said, pushing my dress eagerly down my hips, simultaneously taking hold of my own tights and shoving them down my legs as well. Once my mess of clothing was off and in pile next to Anne-Sophie’s, both of us simply stood there in our undergarments ogling each other and smiling intoxicated smiles.

  Anne-Sophie brought me in close to her once more and we shared another long, deep kiss, hands running over one another’s bare backs, lustily caressing and holding onto each other. As we made out, Anne-Sophie drew a hand upwards and deftly unhooked my bra, assisting in pulling the straps over my shoulders and down my arms. My breasts tumbled out, aching to be touched. As if she could infer what I was thinking, Anne-Sophie cradled my breasts lovingly, lightly squeezing, massaging me as our kiss grew more passionate.

  “Mmm,” hummed Anne-Sophie, pulling back from our kiss and smiling at me. “Shall we lie down?”

  I nodded, but she had already stepped away and was walking toward the bed, gracefully unlatching her own bra and letting it tumble down to the floor. Before I knew it, she was slipping her knickers down her legs and kicking them off, climbing up into the bed and writhing into the sheets.

  “Well?” she said to me as I watched her.

  I mounted the bed after her, slithering up the length of it and then collapsing down onto of her, kissing her, feeling her, letting my hands course all over her body. One hand slid down between her legs and eagerly rubbed up against her pussy, touching her folds, fingers pressing into her slit, the fur between her legs soft against my palm.

  Anne-Sophie threaded her fingers into my knickers, stretching out the elastic and pushing them down over my ass. With my knickers halfway down my thighs, I grinded down on top of her, loving the feeling of her hands running over my cheeks. It was then that I felt her fingers drop down into my crack, trail through the crevasse tenderly, one fingertip settling directly on my asshole and beginning to fondly rub it in smooth circles.

  “Oh God,” I moaned. “What are you doing?”

  “I want to feel your ass,” Anne-Sophie buzzed as she again kissed me lustily on the lips. “Have you ever done that before?”

  “Only to myself,” I said between kisses.

  “It feels very nice,” said Anne-Sophie. “I want to show you.”

  I simply nodded and buried my face into her neck, kissing her soft flesh and nestling into her warmth.

  Anne-Sophie pushed her finger against my rear, tracing her fingertip up and down over my little knot, massaging its folds and clefts. With her other hand, she spread my ass open by pulling on a single cheek. I moaned as she fondled me, feeling my pussy start to drip and my breath quicken as Anne-Sophie gave my asshole a tender rub down.

  “Oh, I love it,” I sighed. “It’s so sensitive.”

  “Get your knickers off,” she said, slowly pulling her fingers from my ass, letting them sweetly trail over my ass cheek.

  “Okay,” I said, sitting up now and quickly ushering my knickers down my legs and off my feet. Anne-Sophie remained lying on the bed, watching me and smiling, her fingers running lazily through her soft pubic hair as though she were teasing herself.

  Wanting to take charge, as I returned my attentions to Anne-Sophie I lowered myself between her legs, rubbing my hands up and down over her heated skin, and dropping my head between her thighs. I gently kissed her furry mound once, twice, three times, feeling her hair on my lips. Warmth emanated from her pussy and I could see a subtle wetness between her slit, glimmering in the low light of the room.

  Opening my mouth, I stuck out my tongue and gave her pussy a long, slow lick, tasting the floral sweetness of Anne-Sophie’s blossom. I had been imagining myself doing it for so long that I quivered upon first lick. She bristled as I licked her, as though it tickled her, sighing and squirming into the sheets while I eagerly lapped my tongue against her pussy.

  “Lorna,” she cooed. “Oh, that is so nice. So very nice.”

  Her approval increased my own arousal and desire to please, growing the fervor of my licking and attention to her sweet-tasting pussy. I began to prod at her lips with my fingers, trailing my fingertips through her slit and feeling the moisture within.

  “Touch my ass,” she murmured, her legs spreading more to give me greater access.

  With my lips suckling on her clit, my tongue occasionally lapping at her glistening pussy lips, I moved my fingers down further. Coated with the wetness from Anne-Sophie’s pussy, my fingertips traced softly over her taint and explored between her ass cheeks until I found her tight little dot. My heart was pounding with excitement, having never touched another woman’s ass before, and I eagerly dove in, mimicking the motions I felt Anne-Sophie do to me. I massaged her hole in slow, wet circles and could feel every small fold and ridge of her taut little dot.

  So transfixed was I on her ass, I lifted my head back from her pussy to watch myself fondle her backside while Anne-Sophie wriggled into the sheets, loving the feeling of attention to her rear. Her beauty hypnotized me, the lust I felt for her intense, and I lifted one of her legs into the air to spread her backside out and quickly dropped my face again between her legs. This time when I unleashed my tongue, I flung it enthusiastically against her asshole, lapping her backside with steady and sustained licks.

  “Mon dieu!” Anne-Sophie exclaimed, her hands moving to her own breasts and fondling herself in ecstasy. Her hips lifted up off of the bed as I continuously licked at her asshole, tasting the subtle flavor of musky sweat melded with the sweetness of her pussy. The more I licked her backside, the more I loved it. My pussy creamed in delight, growing sopping wet and oozing out velvety drips of grool as the arousal inside of me increased tenfold.

  I held onto Anne-Sophie with one hand, letting my other hand adoringly massage her pussy, my palm rubbing back and forth through her dampness, while my tongue slid through her ass crack and knocked at her backdoor. I couldn’t believe that I was here in my childhood bedroom, home for Christmas Eve, licking the asshole of the girl I’d been lusting after for so long. I never wanted this moment to end.

  Lifting my face up to catch my breath, I brought a hand down to Anne-Sophie’s asshole and resumed tenderly rubbing it, feeling the folds expand and contract with her mounting breaths. As she breathed, I could feel her hole opening up just slightly. I was in the mood to explore and as I felt her ass open on her inhale, I tentatively slid a single finger inside causing Anne-Sophie to moan and twitch.

  “Yes!” she exclaimed, twisting to one side. “Oh yes!”

  With one hand I tugged at her wanting pussy lips, caressing her wetness, diddling her clit, coating my hand in her dripping juices. My other penetrated her asshole, using the dampness emanating from her pussy as an easy lubricant, going slow but deep, entranced by the feeling of her asshole rim tightening against my finger.

  Anne-Sophie’s body was gyrating now, making a mess of the sheets below us, her figure pulsing with the movements of my hands manipulating her underside. She was absolutely stunning lying there naked in my bed, a little l
usty puppet with my fingers inside of her, and I could feel her lower half, her thighs, beginning to vibrate as the desire grew within her.

  “Prends-moi!” she called out, her beautiful brown hair tussled against the pillows, her body almost convulsing. My finger plunged deep into her ass and she squeezed it, sighs clamoring out from her mouth with each breath. Anne-Sophie flung her arm down, gripping her hand tightly on my hand and pushing it firmly against her pussy. She rocked back and forth, squeezing and releasing, in a state of pure bliss.

  I could see her legs quiver and shake as her orgasm became obvious. I joyfully gazed down at her, admiring the beauty between her legs, her hand atop mine, and my finger still pushed up into her rear.

  Anne-Sophie emitted a long, low sigh and her grip on my finger loosened, allowing me to slowly remove it from her ass. As I did this I could see the pleasure in her face, her eyebrows upturned, her lips parted. With a few more shivers and shakes of her body, she came down from her joy and opened her eyes to look down at me. She smiled contentedly and beckoned me to come up closer to her.

  I snaked up her body and laid down next to her, our arms intertwining into one another and embracing. She kissed me once on the side of the head and then our lips met, the two of us locked in a sweet kiss for a few silent moments as Anne-Sophie’s breath came back to her. We lazily tangled our legs, humid skin sticking together, and I could feel the wetness of her pussy against my thigh.

  Anne-Sophie’s hand rolled down my back and her fingertips traced up and down through my ass crack, petting me softly as we cuddled and kissed.

  “Thank you,” she cooed, planting another kiss on my face. “You have made me feel, how do you say… spent?” I laughed softly and pushed my nose against her face.

  “I’ve never done that before,” I said. “But I really enjoyed it.”

  “It will be your turn,” said Anne-Sophie, her fingers brushing up against my asshole, palm on my cheek, tenderly petting my backside. “I feel intoxicated right now.”

  “Mmm,” I sighed softly as we kissed. “That’s okay.”

  We snuggled together on the bed, relaxing into the post-coital moment, and I felt so incredibly content that my desire had been fulfilled on Christmas Eve. Santa had come early and Anne-Sophie had come right on time. I could feel the mounting arousal inside of me as she gently caressed my rear, priming me for the passion that was to come. But I was already joyful, already swimming in happiness, so merry and beside myself that I was lying there with my desirous French best friend, the girl of my cravings, and I knew I could go to sleep happy.

  This would be a Christmas present I could never forget.

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  As we continued our luxurious kiss, my fingers threaded into the elastic of Ellie’s thin purple knickers, playing with the band and sneaking my fingertips inside of it. I longed to allow my fingers deeper access. I wanted to feel the beauty between her legs.

  “Oh my God,” murmured Ellie as she slowly pulled back from our kiss. “My heart is racing.”

  “Mine too,” I said, feeling absolutely entranced with Ellie hovering over me.

  “Are we going to touch each other?” Ellie asked sweetly, innocently. I could tell she was eager, somewhat naïve, but fully interested in what was happening between us.

  “We can,” I said.

  “Okay,” she said, sitting up now and moving to the side of me. “I’m going to take these off.” Reaching down to her knickers, she gingerly slipped them over her legs and moved them down her short legs. Once she removed the knickers from her feet, she tossed them over to her bed.

  “You’re gorgeous, Ellie,” I said, looking at her naked body up and down, focusing in on the black fur between her legs.

  “I want to see you,” she cooed, rubbing my leg over top of the sheets. “You’re hidden under the covers.”

  I nodded enthusiastically, taking hold on my t-shirt by the hem and snaking it up over my head. My breasts spilled out, giving Ellie a show as she watched me. I was a bit bigger than her in chest size, maybe about double, and my tits happily hung from my frame and perked out toward Ellie. Moving my hands under the covers, I slid my knickers down over my ass and slithered them down my legs, kicking them off under the sheets at the foot of the bed.

  “You’ve got really nice tits,” Ellie said, leaning toward me and taking one of my breasts into her palm. She gave me a gentle squeeze, smiling to herself as she touched me.

  “Lay back,” I said, crawling out from underneath the covers and revealing my fully nude body to Ellie. She watched with focused interest as I did this, her eyes surveying my body up and down, setting on my pussy mound for a moment and then coming back up to meet my own gaze. My words sunk in for her and she nodded, lying back on my bed with her head resting where my feet had just been.

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  Ellie dropped her free hand and brought it around to my backside. Lowering her hand under my ass cheeks, she brought her fingers up and took hold of a small tiger-eye colored jewel that blocked my asshole. This was a plug, securely lodged up inside of my ass, and Ellie pulled on it tenderly, twisting it, threatening to tug it out of me and inspiring my hole to dilate just so. I moaned deeply as she did this, feeling out of my body thanks to being plugged from behind and fingered in the front.

  “Tell me when you’re coming,” said Ellie, still playing with my ass and finger fucking me. “I’ll pull this out when you’re there.”

  “Okay,” I moaned with a shortness of breath, nodding my head at her r
equest.

  Just then, we both heard the main door to the shower stalls creak open and some flip-flop shod feet shuffle across the tile floor. We froze, Ellie’s fingers held deep inside of me, her opposing hand on my ass cheek. Our eyes met, exchanging a quick look of terror and trying to remain silent as we eavesdropped to the actions of this intruder to our lovemaking. We listened intently as we heard the curtain of the stall a few down from us slide open, the water turn on, a moment of silence as the other person let the water heat up, and finally a swift closing of the curtain.

  “Don’t stop,” I whispered to Ellie. “It feels too good.”

  Ellie grinned impishly at me and continued her fingering, increasing her pace and leaning hard against me. I lowered my head to her shoulder, my mouth positioned by her ear, hotly breathing and moaning low into it, inspiring her to lustily grind up against me. Ellie’s hand again dropped under my ass cheeks, fiddling for the head of the plug, grabbing at it, tugging, manipulating it to bring me close to the precipice.

  The plug filled my little ass tightly and I could feel the pressure of the stainless steel bulb lodged inside of me. Ellie’s fingers expertly pushed into my pussy, running up into me, her palm wetly slapping against my clit. I thought of that other girl, just a few stalls down from us, innocently taking a shower while Ellie and I lustily fucked, the water washing our sweat away, my stifled moans intoning into Ellie’s perfect little ear.

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  “Let’s see what you’re all about,” said Darla as the screen came to life. The same video from earlier was on screen, paused from the lid closing, but portraying a still image of a woman working her own ass over with a black dildo. “Mmm,” Darla mused, tapping the spacebar on the laptop to bring the video to life.