All Chapters of Dangerous Pleasures: Chapter 1151 - Chapter 1160

"Cindy, stop that. Please." There was a definite note of pain in her voice, which confused me, but I had no chance of wrapping my head around it in my current state.The elevator door opened, and we, or rather I, stumbled inside, Mitch keeping me upright. I could feel the fatigue start to wash over me when the door closed."No, no. No sleepies for you, not yet.""Aww."Somehow we made it into Mitch's room. "Okay, my roommate is gone for the weekend, so you can crash here."Crashing, yeah, crashing sounded awesome. I needed to lie down."Okay, you're not sleeping in that. C'mon, let's get it off."I sat on the bed and tried to unbutton my jeans. God, these things were super tight. I groaned, laying back and trying to push the denim material down over my hips.Mitch went down on one knee. "Just a second, shoes first." She picked up my left foot and slipped off the red canvas tennis shoe I was wearing. She peeled off my ankle sock and stuffed it into the shoe, then repeated on the other

We went from just hitting around to playing a full match. Tiwana had improved substantially, shoring up that backhand that had been a weakness before and serving more confidently and smarter. But I'd improved too, and I took both sets. Afterwards we drove over to the local ice cream stand and sat at a shaded table."So what's Georgia like?""Big. SO big. Any one of the buildings on Campus is twice the size of Marin.""Yeah, but that doesn't take much.""True. How about you? Good year?""Oh, yeah. It's really starting to feel like my place, instead of my parents', if you know what I mean. Every time they'd take me up there they would talk in this, like, secret language. But now I get it, like I'm really in the club. And mom and dad are ridiculous. Just like, beaming. They came to every one of my matches this year."I shook my head, feeling a little jealous. "My parents still haven't come to see me. But then again that might be a good thing."Tiwana's brow crinkled. "Why?""Because of w

I slipped on my pajamas, the same pair as last night, and headed down to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. When I got back to the room I was fighting back a yawn. I really was tired. I opened the door and stepped inside, putting my toiletry basket in its spot on my dresser. I looked at my bed. It was made, all nice and neat, and with clean sheets, thanks to Mitch. That was so sweet.Mitch was already under her covers. I looked at her, then back at my bed. I needed to just lie down. But last night had been so nice. And I didn't want another nightmare, and they tended to come in groups. I just stood there for what felt like an eternity, looking back and forth from bed to bed, and I felt so confused and scared.Then, Mitch looked up at me and just raised her covers in invitation. The confusion in my mind vanished, and I crossed the room and climbed in next to her. My anxiety just vanished as she put her arm around me. This was perfect.***I stood in the shower the next mo

As the day wore on I got more and more upset. I stayed in my room the whole time, trying to study and both hoping for and dreading Mitch getting home. But when the door opened, and I looked at the smiling face of my best friend, all my resolve broke."Hey, Cindy. What a drive." Her face was tired, without her customary grin."Hi." I stood up as Mitch dropped her bag on our bed. I took a hesitant step forward. "You okay?"A tired smile. "Yeah. Long weekend. It's good to be home, though.""I'm glad you're back." My voice cracked as I said it. Mitch's face was concerned, and she put her hand on my shoulder."You okay?"I went towards her, my face screwing up in emotion as she pulled me into her embrace. I rested my head on her shoulder as her strong arms went around me. It had been literally only two days, and I had missed this so badly I was almost crying. "I missed you." I don't think I let her go for the rest of the evening, and we cuddled together until the sun was long down, only st

A shudder coursed through me, the two points of ecstasy ricocheting against each other in my body. I opened my legs, desperately hoping she would touch me there. The tips of her fingers slipped under the leg of the pair of loose shorts I was wearing, finding the crease my leg made with my body.My eyes shot open and I gasped. Mitch immediately pulled away. "Cindy?""No, it's just... intense." I looked her in the eyes, those perfect, beautiful blue eyes. "But I don't want you to stop." My voice dropped to a desperate whisper. "Please don't stop."That little grin spread back over Mitch's face as she pulled her hand away for a second, just long enough to move it around to the front, and she began rubbing my pussy through the soft material. My eyes closed, and I moaned into the night as the most exquisite feeling I'd ever experienced rolled through me.I'd wondered many times if I'd chicken out when we actually started doing this, assuming I ever got the nerve to start. That had been a n