As Carolyn was about to say uncle, she noticed the look in Rachael’s eyes change. Sex Rachael popped up, glaring at Carolyn, demanding she stop laughing. Carolyn heard Rachael’s breathing change, and feeling her arch, knew she was close. As Rachael wiggled around trying to escape, pleading for Carolyn to stop she slid off the couch. As the two of them lay there, sweaty and smelling like sex, they fell asleep cuddled together. Unfortunately Rachael tugged her shirt back up a bit, just covering the enticing glance of lace, and launched herself at Carolyn. Carolyn responded by slipping a second finger inside her, stretching her grasping walls. Carolyn moved her free hand up to gently stroke Rachael’s breast through the shirt, feeling the nipple harden and try to poke through. Molding her body to Carolyn. The light nuzzling and teasing kisses were taunting Rachael, she thought she was going to go insane, but at the same time she was loving every second. As Carolyn soaped her perky 34D chest her mind wandered to one of the last times her and Rachael had been together before they broke up a few months earlier. I have not written many, and the few I have are usually inspired by real life, personal fantasies, the fantasies of friends, or some combination thereof.
