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  Yvonne wrapped her arms around her best friend and pulled tighter against her, spreading her legs wider with her pink dress hiked up above her hips. She stood there presenting for Carter, offering kisses when she could but starting to grow more aroused and unable to return the sultry actions of Carter.

  Carter then slid her fingers slowly and gently inside of Yvonne, causing Yvonne to squirm slightly and grip onto Carter’s sides more firmly. With her fingers curved upward, Carter started to thrust into her friend, easily able to penetrate due to how wet Yvonne had become.

  “Oh God,” moaned Yvonne, closing her eyes and pulling away from their kiss. She lowered her head and placed it on Carter’s shoulder. “That’s it.”

  “Do you know what would be nice?” Carter said softly into Yvonne’s ear, her breath warm with her speech. She pushed her fingers continually into Yvonne, pumping her hand against Yvonne’s mound and rubbing up against Yvonne’s clit with her palm.

  “What?” sighed Yvonne, sweat beginning to accumulate on her brow.

  “Mmm,” mused Carter, grinning to herself as she pleasured Yvonne. “You and me, back at my place. We grab a bottle of white wine from my parents’ wine cellar and then hurry up to my room.”

  “Mm hmm,” said Yvonne, her mind focusing on Carter’s story as her body joyfully accepted Carter’s movements.

  “We run a warm bath,” Carter continued. “And then we strip down totally naked.”

  “Oh,” said Yvonne, entranced. She slowly stroked Carter’s bare forearm as she listened.

  “Before we jump in the bath,” said Carter. “I kneel down in front of you and slowly start to kiss your pussy, flicking my tongue against your lips, sucking softly on your clit, tracing my finger through your wetness.” As Carter said this last line, she pulled her fingers from Yvonne’s hole and slowly ran a single finger between her lips and up to her clit.

  “We have to do that,” said Yvonne, nuzzling her face into the softness of the blue dress covering Carter’s shoulder.

  “Oh, we will,” said Carter, allowing her fingers to reenter Yvonne and starting her pumping again. “We’ll jump into the warm tub, soap each other up, rub our bodies against each other. I’ve always really wanted to suck on those small tits of yours,” she said, bringing her other hand around and caressing over Yvonne’s chest through the fabric of her dress.

  “Will you rub my clit?” said Yvonne, pursing her lips out and kissing Carter’s neck softly. She remained pressed up against her friend, her head dizzy with lust and gratitude.

  “You got it, babe,” said Carter delicately. With her sopping fingers, Carter trailed up between Yvonne’s lips and to her clit, beginning a firm massage of circles. She maintained a steady rhythm, wanting nothing more than to please Yvonne.

  “Thank you,” said Yvonne, quiet and low. Her breath started to intensify and blow hotly against Carter’s neck, causing Carter’s neck to get sticky with humidity. Yvonne’s hips gently thrust against Carter at a slow pace, though she didn’t move enough to knock Carter’s fingering movements off of their cadence.

  “Do you want to fuck me?” asked Carter softly.

  “Mm hmm,” responded Yvonne, grinding melodiously, holding onto Carter’s arm, lost in the pleasure.

  “Have you always wanted to fuck me?” said Carter in the same, forgiving and low tone.

  “Mm hmm,” said Yvonne again, beginning to feel the bottoms of her feet tingling with numbness. She was swimming in her mind, her thoughts cloudy. The intensity of Carter’s massage of her clit was starting to become more than she could bear. It felt just too good.

  “I think you and I would make good fuck friends,” said Carter. She was like a professional at this, talking Yvonne toward the cliff as she pressed her fingers steadier against Yvonne’s clit and manipulated it.

  “Me too,” panted Yvonne, her head spinning. She was standing up slightly on her toes now, leaning into Carter, widening her stance. She could feel the damp humidity between her thighs, and was so lustfully obsessed with the finger job her friend was conferring on her. Carter’s moistened fingertips were adeptly pressing Yvonne’s button.

  “You’re so fucking wet,” said Carter, kissing Yvonne’s forehead. Yvonne’s body started to quiver, her pelvis pushing against Carter now and her thighs squeezing together. Yvonne moaned long and deeply, gripping against Carter as she shook and tumbled into ecstasy.

  “Coming,” Yvonne gasped out. “I’m coming.”

  “Good, babe,” said Carter. She kept her fingers resolutely pressed against Yvonne’s pussy, but it was much more difficult for her to fondle as Yvonne’s legs had clamped together.

  “Augh!” called out Yvonne, her eyes squinting and her skin sweaty and damp. “Fuck,” she said, now trembling uncontrollably. She pulled back from Carter and fell down onto the bed.

  Carter stayed standing, grinning down at her friend. She brought her hand up to her face and smelled her fingers. Then she licked Yvonne’s wetness from her fingers to take a taste.

  “Mmm,” said Carter. “Sweet.”

  Yvonne groaned and writhed on the bed, squirming into her herself, pulling her knees up toward her chest. Her dress remained drawn up over her hips as she lay there.

  “You’re so cute, Vonnie,” said Carter, reaching down and smacking Yvonne’s bare ass.

  “Oh God,” heaved Yvonne, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her hair was lightly mussed as she burrowed into the bed sheets.

  Carter looked over to the bedside table and then reached out to grab the champagne bottle. She brought it up to her lips and took a long sip of it, ending her drink with a refreshed sigh.

  “Thank you,” whispered Yvonne from the bed. “I needed to finish.”

  “Well, that was interesting,” joked Carter. “I never expected to be fingering my best friend today.”

  “We can do it any time you want,” admitted Yvonne, now beginning to open her eyes and look up to beautiful blonde Carter standing above her.

  “I’ll keep that in mind,” said Carter, a sly grin pasted over her lips.

  “Have you ever been with another girl before?” asked Yvonne, smiling as she was happily fulfilled, and now pulling her dress back down over her hips, trying to straighten out the fabric.

  “No,” said Carter. “But I’m up for trying new things.”

  “Me too,” said Yvonne. Slowly, she dragged herself up and sat upright on the bed.

  “Why don’t we get moving out of here?” said Carter, putting the champagne bottle back down. “You totally put another wet spot on that bed.” Carter laughed and stuck her tongue out at Yvonne.

  “What?” said Yvonne, lifting her backside up off the bed and looking. “Oh jeez,” she said, now spotting the spot that Carter was talking about.

  “Let’s go, babe,” said Carter, reaching her arms out and giving her hands to Yvonne. Yvonne then pulled herself up off the bed with Carter’s help.

  As Carter made her way to the door, Yvonne caught herself staring at Carter’s ass bouncing up and down under her tight blue dress. She felt a great release of pressure deep inside of her, an intense sense of fulfillment. Carter opened the door and peeked out down the hallway. Seeing that the coast was clear, she motioned for Yvonne to follow her. Yvonne smiled to herself, straightened her hair, and left the room daydreaming about what she and her best friend might do next.

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  “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” said Molly, playfully placing the bunch of shorn fur into Krista’s hand.

  “Thank you,” said Krista, looking down and running her fingers through her now tidied and short pubic mound. “It looks good.”

  “You’ve got a nice pussy,” said Molly friskily. Without warning, she reached between Krista’s legs and gave her pussy lips a soft squeeze, then quickly withdrew her hand with a cackling laugh.

  “Hey!” said Krista, trying to whack Molly’s hand but instead swatting only air.

  “Last night at Camp Pinebush,” said Molly, jokingly wistful, pressing her hands together as though she were praying, then bringing them up to her cheek. “And Krista gets her bush whacked.”

  “Oh yeah?” said Krista, spiritedly stepping toward Molly. “Well, I pine for your bush!” Krista leapt onto Molly, tackling her down to the bed. With one hand she reached down between Molly’s thighs and grabbed onto the fleshy folds of her pussy while Krista’s other hand, still holding her cut pubes, came up toward Molly’s face and pushed the hair onto Molly’s mouth and nose.

  “Hey!” exclaimed Molly, trying to force her friend off of her. She closed her mouth tightly and batted at Krista’s hand as it pressed the pubes against her face. Meanwhile, Krista’s other hand pinched Molly’s labia together and wagged them back and forth.

  Molly slapped Krista’s hands and arms but also hurriedly tried to wipe the pubes off of her mouth. She thrashed her head and pushed at Krista’s body, attempting to shove her off. Molly was smaller than Krista, however, and was the underdog in this fight.

  “I win!” said Krista, giving Molly’s pussy a tender slap as she jumped off of her friend and to her feet, standing over the bed with a grin spread across her face.

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  “I’ve got an idea,” said Abigail, smiling mischievously at Tish. She looked around to make sure no one was watching and then she quickly reached behind her back and untied her bikini top. Sliding the bikini off, she dangled it in front of Tish teasingly and then dropped it to her towel. Abigail had two perky, small breasts, the skin on her tits much lighter than the skin on the rest of her chest that was more frequently exposed to the sun.

  “You’re bad,” said Tish, laughing. She too removed her top and exposed her breasts to the sun. Wiggling her breasts at Abigail, each punctuated with a puffy dark nipple, she giggled and picked up the sunblock, smoothing it over her chest. When she finished her own chest, she quickly squirted another gob into her hands and lunged at Abigail, groping Abigail’s small tits and rubbing the lotion all over them.

  “Ah!” squealed Abigail, falling backwards and wrestling with Tish. Tish smothered Abigail’s chest in the sunblock, fondling a breast with each hand. Once done, Tish popped up off of Abigail and rubbed her hands together, laughing maniacally, manipulating the remnant lotion into her own hands and lower arms.

  “You’ve taken advantage of me!” quipped Abigail, dramatically putting the back of her hand to her forehead and tossing her head back. “I’ve been molested!”

  “Girl,” said Tish, stifling a giggle through a wide grin. “That wasn’t anything yet!”

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  “Okay,” said Adele. “Just hold still. This isn’t weird.” Adele soaped up her hands once more and swiftly moved one hand between Nadia’s legs, cupping her pussy, and rubbing back and forth over Nadia’s lips and mound. The hair between Nadia’s legs was bushy and blonde, matching her head in color, and Adele massaged the soap quickly into it.

  “That feels nice,” said Nadia reflexively, her eyes closed. She then suddenly popped her eyes open and looked into the eyes of Adele. “I mean!” she started. “Um, that didn’t come out right. I didn’t mean it like that.”

  Adele laughed and wrapped her arms around Nadia’s waist, pulling them together firmly.

  “You’re a goof,” said Adele.

  “I’m sorry,” said Nadia, looking down and feeling slightly ashamed, yet her insides were burning at being so close to Adele, wet skin against wet skin.

  “I won’t tell anybody,” said Adele, grinning.

  “I’m not…” Nadia said. “You know. I’m not like that.”

  “Just stop!” said Adele with a giggle. “Wash that soap off and do me now.”

  “Okay,” said Nadia. She quickly dunked herself under water with a splash and then came up again, shaking her head and wiping the water out of her eyes, her pale white skin glistening. Opening her eyes, she saw Adele watching her and the two girls smiled at one another.

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  “College is good,” said Alexa. “But I don’t have any friends up there as good as you.”

  “Really?” said Mandy, lifting her head up and looking at her friend.

  “Really,” said Alexa. “I thought about you a lot. I know we haven’t talked much recently, but college has kept me busy. That doesn’t mean I haven’t thought about you.”

  Mandy smiled and looked into her friend’s eyes. Alexa gazed back. Then, slowly, Alexa leaned in and pushed her lips softly against Mandy’s lips. Mandy returned the kiss for the slightest moment and then suddenly pulled back.

  “Wait, what?” said Mandy, now wearing a confused expression on her face.

  “It’s okay,” said Alexa. “I’m sorry. I just missed you is all.”

  “Did you just kiss me?” said Mandy, recoiling slightly from her friend.

  “Yes,” said Alexa. “I’m sorry.”

  “It’s all right,” said Mandy. “I’m confused.”

  “We were having such a nice moment,” said Alexa. “It just felt right, you know?”

  “Have you done that before?” said Mandy, shifting away from Alexa on the picnic table, turning to face her.

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  “I mean, have you kissed a girl?” said Mandy.

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  Kylie felt her breath quicken just slightly as she looked at Jen’s bare chest and stomach. She felt something odd inside her, something telling her to reach out and touch Jen, to tangibly feel this sexuality that Jen was so obviously conveying.

  “Well?” said Jen, smiling and bouncing her breasts side to side.

  “You’re so pretty,” blurted out Kylie, immediately turning bashful at her candid remark. Jen laughed and beamed.

  “You’ve probably never seen a 45-year-old look this good, eh?” said Jen. “I know all the students talk about me,” she continued. “I love it,” giving a devilish grin.

  “Everybody thinks you’re hot,” admitted Kylie.

  “Do you?” said Jen.

  Kylie nodded and tried to stifle a nervous smile, looking away toward the record player against the wall.

  From her close-legged position, Jen climbed up and walked on her hands and knees across the couch toward Kylie. As Jen approached Kylie now, she stuck her head out and pushed her lips up against Kylie’s, a kiss that Kylie eage
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  “Let me see!” said Melanie, jumping up off her stool. “I’ve never seen an Asian woman’s pubes before.”

  “Holy shit,” said Paige. “You girls are too much! Am I blushing?” Paige felt her face and shook her head.

  “You’re such a prude,” said Melanie. She walked over to where Grace stood. “Okay baby, show me.”

  “Okay!” said Grace. She pulled up her white cotton skirt to reveal a pair of white silk knickers. The skirt bunched up above her hips, resting there, and Grace reached into the elastic band of her knickers. Pulling down the front, she showed a black tuft of willowy, soft-looking pubic hair, sticking about two inches out from her mound.

  “Wow,” said Melanie, leaning in to get a closer look. “It looks so thin and delicate.” She looked up toward Grace’s face. “Can I touch it?”

  “Sure!” said Grace, pushing her pelvis out to present for Melanie.

  Melanie ran her fingers through Grace’s soft fur as Grace continued to hold her knickers down in front. Now tracing just one finger over the hair, Melanie drew an “S” shape into Grace’s pubis and wrapped some of Grace’s hair around the tip of her finger. Grace moaned quietly.