ログインPOV: MiaI continued pressure on her g-spot as I opened my mouth to savor the flooding that was erupting like a burst dam onto my lips. Her pussy just kept squirting out like a broken fountain all over my face as her body shivered endlessly. I eagerly lapped it, wanting more of her juice, more of her cum that I had made explode. The reality that I caused her orgasm was exhilarating, and I never wanted this moment to end.Finally, Zoey calmed down, her twitching subsiding, and she said, still attempting to catch her breath, "Oh my God, Mia. That was the most intense orgasm I have ever experienced."Moving up from between her legs, my face sticky with her juice, I smiled, "I can't believe we just did that.""I can't believe it either." She smiled back, looking a little apologetic. "Sorry about the cum, I am kind of a squirter.""Kind of?" I questioned, sweetly,Laughing, she rephrased, "Fine, I am a squirter." A second later she added, "Fuck.""What?" I asked, suddenly concerned."I'm s
POV: Mia"I noticed you checking me out at the bar," my best friend revealed."I-I-I was n-n-not." I stammered.She moved slightly closer to me, her seductive eyes pulling me in. "I think you were." She paused, moving even closer, "and I kind of liked it."I was confused. Was this finally happening like I had dreamed a million times, or was she making a lesbian porn scene? Either way, I was rattled.My face flushed, and I could actually feel my pussy leak a bit at the possibility. "You did?" I asked her."Oh yes, I have wanted to kiss you since the moment I first laid eyes on you," she flirted, her sweet perfume lingering."I have been in love with you for years." I suddenly admitted my feelings."You have?" she smiled warmly. "Why didn't you tell me?"I looked away, scared to admit my insecurities and my fear of rejection. "I didn't want to do anything that would damage our friendship. You are my best friend, and I can't imagine a world without you in it."Zoey put her soft hands o
POV: MiaZoey was already dressed to please, in a black leather skirt, black pantyhose, and a slightly see-through blouse that outlined her black bra. On one bed was another outfit laid out. "I picked some clothes for you, Mia." Zoey offered."What am I, your Barbie doll?" I snapped sarcastically."Mmmmm, I like that." She retorted with a devious smile. I reached the bed and realized she expected me to wear a plaid mini-skirt, dark beige pantyhose, and a white blouse that made me look like a high school girl at a private school. "You've got to be kidding," I said, with the skirt in my hand, "these are like panties.""Oh, you are such a prude, Mia," Zoey said."I am not a prude, nor am I a slut," I countered.Ignoring my shot, she pointed out, "A girl must always use her assets, Mia, and you have an amazing ass and great legs."They say flattery will get you everywhere, and it worked this time as I sighed, "I can't believe the things you get me into.""It's cause I love you, sexy,"
POV: MiaThey say ‘What Happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas’ but Zoey argued the same theory while we were in Amsterdam. "Seriously, Mia, stop being such a prude. You only live once."I shook my head. "You got to be kidding me. You want to go to a nude beach?""What else should two hot ladies do on Nude Day?" she shrugged, finishing her third free drink, courtesy of three different guys trying to get in her pants.Zoey was a twelve out of ten. She had black as night hair, emerald green eyes, ruby red lips, and dimples that made her look both innocent and seductive at the same time. She was a goddess, and she knew it. She had used her looks to get through high school, get out of speeding tickets, get us upgraded to first class on the flight here, and a trillion free drinks for her and her wallflower friend.While Zoey was the outgoing one who was up for anything, I was the conservative one who was always there to protect her from herself. I wasn't ugly, a solid seven, but when sitting be
Carly watched in dazed fascination as Jenn grasped the hem of her costume and inched it up, uncovering her creamy pussy lips.Mr. Richards glanced at Jenn’s pussy, then lifted his eyes back up to her face."No, Miss O’Shea, I’m not gay," he said softly. "In fact, I’m going to fuck that whore cunt of yours while you treat yourself to Miss Franklin’s pussy."Even as Carly’s mind screamed, a delicious pulse ran between her legs. Her nipples thickened under her bikini top."Once I’ve cum, I’ll delete the photo, Miss Franklin. It’ll be our little secret."Jenn was gently pushing Carly back on the couch until her blond head rested on the cushioned armrest."I want to see Miss Franklin’s tits," Mr. Richards ordered Jenn.Jenn’s fingers pushed Carly’s bikini cups to each side, exposing her nipples. The tips were erect and looked like pink pencil erasers. The puffy areolas were a darker rosy shade.Carly’s chest rose up and down as she panted, her heart thumping. She had never been so excited
The friends waited until it got dark, then quickly changed into their costumes.Carly’s lush breasts overflowed her cupcake bikini top, straining against the fabric and making the two red gumdrops stand at attention. The high-cut bikini bottom fit perfectly, with the candy-corn triangle in front hugging her furry blond mound, and her plump ass cheeks exposed in back. The red-and-white striped thigh-highs showed off Carly’s curvy legs, with shiny black heels that completed the outfit.Jenn’s “Pretty Woman” dress hugged her body like a glove, revealing her narrow waist. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so her nipples poked against the flimsy white bodice. The dress was so short its hem skimmed the bottom curve of her ass cheeks. The black boots ended just above her knees; her thighs were bare.Both girls wore their sashes, TRICK and TREAT.Holy crap, we look like porn stars. I’m glad it’s warm outside."Well, this is about as far from those Aunt Mabel school uniforms as possible, huh, Carly?"
POV: Logan..The girls are sitting on the sofa watching an episode of an animated comedy with plates on their laps and two pizza boxes on the table in front of them. “We brought a plate for you,” Selina tells me, looking up at me with a smile.“Thank you,” I walked over to the sofa and sat in th
POV: Isla..I stood in front of my full-length mirror in nothing but the sexy red lace lingerie I’d bought a month ago, wishing I had someone to tear it off my skin. The bra pushed my tits up, nipples already hard against the cups. The tiny thong barely covered my pussy, the front already damp wit
POV: Oliver..The bass from the club speakers hit me hard like it wanted to crack my ribs. I stood against the wall, arms crossed, eyes locked on Isla as she danced like a fucking tease in the middle of the crowded club.Twenty-one years old with Daddy’s money pouring out of her like water, and al
POV: Isla..“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Dad.” I slammed the door of his study so hard the windows shook loudly. My heart was already pounding, half from rage, half from the adrenaline that always kicked in when I fought with Enzo Moretti. My father “Language, Isla,” he said calmly,







