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2026-01-16 15:05:06Girls' Night Out (2)
Mrs. Bellamy walked in the room, wearing a dark green corset that held her enormous breasts up firm and high. Her dark brown nipples were hard, erect, and noticeably long, and she had on a strap-on.
She stepped up behind the first girl, rubbed her pussy a little, and then plunged deep inside her. Ten deep, hard strokes later, she moved on to the next girl.
Evelyn was squirming now, barely able to contain herself. Her crotch was soaking wet, her nipples ached, and it was everything she could do not to pull up her skirt and start rubbing herself.
What the hell was Patricia doing to her, and why was she reacting so strongly to this movie?
She had never thought much about being with a woman, and here these movies were making her react, and react more strongly than she ever thought possible.
Then Patricia walked back into the room
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Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories Fucked by My Lesbian Friend
Girls' Night Out (2)Mrs. Bellamy walked in the room, wearing a dark green corset that held her enormous breasts up firm and high. Her dark brown nipples were hard, erect, and noticeably long, and she had on a strap-on.She stepped up behind the first girl, rubbed her pussy a little, and then plunged deep inside her. Ten deep, hard strokes later, she moved on to the next girl.Evelyn was squirming now, barely able to contain herself. Her crotch was soaking wet, her nipples ached, and it was everything she could do not to pull up her skirt and start rubbing herself.What the hell was Patricia doing to her, and why was she reacting so strongly to this movie? She had never thought much about being with a woman, and here these movies were making her react, and react more strongly than she ever thought possible.Then Patricia walked back into the room
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Girls' Night Out (3)Patricia rubbed her friend's clit a little more, watching Evelyn twitch and convulse around the dildo. She could feel the contractions flowing through the dildo and up inside her own pussy.Evelyn slowly came down from the orgasm. She was hot and sweaty and, as Patricia pulled back and the dildo slipped from her, noticed that her crotch was covered with her cream.How had this happened? Why did it feel so good?"My turn, bitch," Patricia said, pulling the dildo from herself with a soft, wet noise."What?" Evelyn was still a little dazed from the orgasm."I haven't come....now you do me. Put this sucker up inside you and then fuck me silly like I just did to you.""Patricia," Evelyn whined. She couldn't, she just couldn't.It was one thing, Patricia did this kind of thing, but she, but Patricia
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Evelyn and Patricia had been drinking. Not much, but they were on their third gin and tonic each, and the movie was only about two-thirds of the way done.Lawrence was out of town for the weekend, and Patricia had insisted that Evelyn come over. She had said they needed some girl time together without Lawrence interfering or making those sarcastic remarks he did when he was around Patricia.Evelyn hadn’t been wild about the idea. “I still have papers to grade,” she had said, but it had been easier to give in than to argue.As soon as she’d finished grading that week’s tests, she headed over to Patricia’s house. Patricia had opened the door already smiling and holding a glass.“When you drink, you always loosen up,” Patricia said. Evelyn shifted on the couch and took a sip.“This movie isn’t helping,” Evelyn said. Patricia laughed softly and gestured toward the screen.Patricia had said it was an art film Evelyn really needed to see. “It’s about a woman who leaves her husband and figur
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A Fling Between Teachers (3)Celeste lowered her face; I felt her tongue flick over my labia, teasing my aching clít. As she grew more confident, she eagerly licked me, exploring every entrance. I ran my fingers through her hair, pressing her head closer, guiding her movements. Her hands gripped my hips tightly, and I fought to hold back my approaching orgasm.The thought of this gorgeous woman, who had never been with another woman, made me desperate. She licked the full length of me, and I could no longer keep my hips still. I writhed beneath her, fingers entangled in her hair, arching my back and coating her chin with my wetness."Mmmmm, you taste amazing," Celeste murmured softly.I sat up, running my fingers up her thigh and slipping them inside her wet pússy. "Ahhh, yes," she gasped, startled by my sudden touch."Celeste, roll onto your hands and knees," I whispered, locking eyes with her. I kissed her again, tasting her and feeling our fluids mingle. I kept my fingers inside he
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A Fling Between Teachers (2)"Elara, thanks for the drinks. Want to come back to my place for a few more? The tow truck company hasn’t called you back yet, has it?" Celeste asked.I glanced at my phone and shook my head. "No call yet."She smiled, that teasing glint in her eyes. "Well, Donovan’s out of town, and you’ve got nowhere to be. Come on—let’s have a few more at my place."I hesitated for a second, then nodded. "I could use another drink."Outside, lightning flashed across the dark sky, outlining her silhouette. Heavy drops of rain began pelting the windshield as we pulled into her driveway.We sprinted from the car to the porch, both of us laughing as thunder cracked behind us. By the time we reached the kitchen, we were dripping wet."Come upstairs. We should dry off," Celeste said, grabbing a bottle of wine and two glasses from the fridge.The house was beautiful—spacious, warm, with a clean modern kitchen that opened into a formal dining area. The stairs divided the dining
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Two teachers explore each other for the first time.I was running late, and my nerves were electric as I raced to my car. It was 7:32, and I needed to check in by 8:15 at the seminar. I was headed to a teacher’s seminar at a hotel forty-five minutes away. The day was already heavy with heat and humidity, and I needed a few extra classes to boost my chances of landing a substitute teaching job close to home. I wanted a suburban school, not the city. Driving into traffic every day would be miserable.I tossed my purse, wedge shoes, and backpack onto the passenger seat of my beat-up green Ford Taurus. Ugly as hell, but it was mine. My AC was dead, so I wound down the windows, letting the air sting my damp skin. I hiked up my skirt and spread my legs a little, trying to feel a breeze. My short blonde bob was sticking up in places; I knew I’d look frazzled.I wasn’t sure about the dress code, so I’d gone simple: a white cotton skirt with pink stripes, a pink cami under a white short-sleev
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