Allison Munro is frustrated. His first year at the university was over, and there was no fire, no alarm. Two ordinary sexual pales and experiences did not give her the wild time she wants to remember when she is old and gray. And then, quite unexpected, on a hot steam night, she and her best friend begin to be in the calm of a dark park, and her world changes. As every new sexual experience opens its wider eyes, it emits its inhibitions and becomes increasingly wild and bold, by seduced the brother of her girlfriend, then father, then mother, then reaching the others around her, filled with the excitement of sexual conquest, the pride of a beautiful nymphlet, and the heat of evil desire.
Allison felt a gutter in his stomach while Jeff’s hand calmed down his waist and slipped on his bottom. She stiffened slightly, looking around, but no one seemed to notice.
They were just walking, coming back from a basketball game, she and Jeff, Molly, Peter, Mike and Evan. It was dark. The projectors were few and far between and few houses along the street had their lights. It was hot, and she was sweating a little, trying to stay cool while not moving a lot.
On the front, Peter and Mike were hanging on someone’s lawn while Evan was shouting for encouragement and Molly was watching. Jeff’s fingers got tight on his soft butt and he turned around and kissed her slightly. She kissed her, smelling her lips between hers as she fucked her. She felt her tits swollen under her white t-shirt and tighten her pussy muscles together as Jeff’s hand slowly slides up and down the crack between her rounded butt, rubbing her by her jeans.
She slipped a blonde hair lock out of her face and smile, her soft and full lips separate to reveal shiny white teeth. A car passed and looked a little embarrassed. But there was a limit on how much she could do with him anyway, and when her hand slipped down, her fingers letting herself under her butt and on her pussy she pulled out slowly with a rearming look. It wasn’t like they even dated or anything, and even if she wasn’t in high school and would be back to college in a few weeks she didn’t want any stories about her.
She advanced next to Molly, and Jeff jumped on Evan, carrying him to the ground alongside the other two. She and Molly exchanged eyes and shrugs. Molly was his best friend. Both were very similar in several ways. They were the same age, had about the same taste in men, clothes, music and food.
They had similar hairstyles, straight, a little under the shoulders, and separated in the middle. The difference was that Molly’s hair was a little thicker, and was a deep reddish brown colored. She also had bangs. Allison was a golden blonde, and her hair was generally a little bit more muddy, a little less brushed than Molly’s. They were both of average size, although Allison was one inch or two higher, and both had athletic bodies. They had toppings, firm bellies, flats, flaring hips, round buttocks, firm and beautifully carved legs.
Molly had bigger breasts, and they were rounder, but Allison’s breasts were good size and firmer, her small pink nipples sticking in fact slightly upwards in a way that makes all the girls in the shower at jealous university. They were, the girls accepted, the perfect form. She had won the unofficial title of the best breasts during a shower session after volleyball, much at Molly’s fun. Molly came in a second.
“Come on, guys,” Molly sighs.
“Yeah, hit him,” Allison said. “What are you, children?”
Evan withdrew from Jeff with a grunt and got up, the hair was dizzy. “Hey,” he says. “Why are we fighting each other when we should be struggling with… girls!”
He leaned on them and rushed.
“Go away, Evan,” Molly sighed, claiming she looked at him badly.
Instead, he grew up, then leaned forward. She went back running, but he caught her around the waist and raised her in the air, swinging around. Then before she could move Jeff rushed Allison, leaning and catching him around the waist. She cried as he warmed her and lifted her on her shoulder, turning around and around.
She screamed.
“I had a woman!” he grew up like a caveman, stabbing around.
He shot him and she yelled at him. He threw her heavy and she fell, looking at him.
“Dick head,” she said, going to her feet.
Just that little activity explosion had made him start sucking. She rubbed her hand on her forehead and found her wet. They wandered further in the street, and in a park. Actually, it was a large grassy area surrounded by city houses. But it was dark, and there was a playground with swings, monkey bars, and a slide.
Some guys started climbing on monkey bars, and she managed to get back with Jeff alone. They went up on the swing and sat there for a few minutes. He managed to rub his tits a few times, but she pushed her hand every time.
Peter said he had to go home because he had to work the next day, and Mike said it was too hot to stay here. Jeff didn’t have a job, but Molly did it and decided she should go. Allison didn’t think she should be alone with Jeff and Evan. She didn’t know them well and her reputation could suffer even if nothing happened. Anyway, Mike was right, it was too sexy.
She joined Molly, and Evan and Jeff followed a few blocks. Then they turned out because Evan wanted to go to a Sept and get a coke.
What did you think of Jeff? Molly was grinding when they were alone.
“He’s fine,” she says with a smile.
“You get out pretty well,” the brunette smiles by walking.
“Yes. I was really excited,” said Allison with a hesitant crane.
“Yes, me too. Evan and Peter were taking me when they could. Pigs.”
Allison agreed.
Then they both laughed.
“Oh, I hate that,” Allison sighed. “How can guys do what they want, but we have to be good girls and always say no?”
“Because everyone will call us bitches.”
“I really wish… promise you won’t tell anyone?”
Molly nodded.
“I really would have liked to throw Jeff and pull his clothes off,” she said.
Molly has devastated and smiled. “Yes, but we can’t. At least not until September. You gonna go out with him?”
“Whenever he asks me.”
“I hate being a virgin,” Molly sighed.
“It’s worse for me. I made love and I miss it!”
They were both wrong.
“You know what book I got? I ordered it in a Barnes and Noble catalogue. Only seven dollars.”
“What?”
“The Kama Sutra.”
“What is it?”
“God, Allie, you’re so virgin!”
“Oh, look who’s talking!”
“It’s a book about sex, you know, like all sorts of naughty stuff. Everything you imagined and more about sex.”
“Cool. Can I read it?”
“Yes, when I’m done. There are really strange things in it.”
“Do you read hot?” Allison.
“Yeah,” Molly admitted, falling apart. “He has, like, drawing and stuff. Really hot.”
“Don’t let your mother find him.”
“Don’t worry. It’s hidden very well.”
The area they were crossing was all the city houses. There was something from two to five block houses with a lot of common green space between them. Molly calmed down the alley and she and Allison sat at the back of a wooden bench.
“I want to go wild and rape a bunch of guys,” Molly sighed.
“Slut.”
“I mean,” Allison stole. “I want to do crazy and dirty things. I want… to, gang bang the football team or something!”
“Okay. I’ll put an ad in the paper.”
“You never wanted to do wild things like that? I mean, here we are two sexy girls and our lives are boring like hell. Half of the men in this town would be crazy for the sight of us naked and we spend every night alone. It’s crazy!”
“You want to hear something?” Molly asked for a low voice. “You must promise not to tell anyone.”
Okay. What?"
“I’ll never talk to you again if you do. "
“I won’t say it. What is it?
Molly looked a little rusty. She looked around them the dark empty area and the lights scintillated from nearby houses.
“I cut a page from one of my brother’s dirty magazines and ordered something.”
“What?”
“A dildo.”
Allison’s eyes are huge and her jaw fell, then she cut her hand on her face to stifle her laugh.
She laughed when she could talk.
“No.”
“What’s… what’s it like?”
“It looks like a dick, Allie. What do you think?
“God!” She laughed.
“It’s really a little neat. It looks like a.”
“How would you know, virgin?”
Molly struck her slightly.
“What are you doing with this?”
Then her eyes widened again and she shoved.
“You…
“Yes, Allie. I’m sure you know I’m out. I know you do it too.”
“Well…”
Allison looked down, blushing.
“I… well… you like, put it inside?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“Yech.”
“Why be? It’s cleaner than a real.”
“Yes, but… I don’t know.”
She was silent for a minute.
“It’s a little smart,” Allison said. “I should have one.”
“So you could compare it to the real thing and tell me the difference,” Molly said with a smile.
“Of course.” She sighed heavily. “You know, I wanted to do things so bad my first year at the university, and I almost didn’t do anything.”
“You fucked Jason and that other guy, Myles.”
“Very big,” Allison said. “I wanted to do, like, really sordid stuff, stuff that would make my mother’s hair gray if she found out.”
“How do gangs beat the football team?”
“Yes!”
Allie!
“Well, maybe not that in particular, but… you know, really wild things. "
“As fuck you with a dildo?”
Allison blushed. “No, not exactly.”
“Do you think I’m sick?”
“No,” Allison said. “I mean… I guess if we can’t, like… do it with the guys, it’s the best thing next. I mean, like, masturbating is normal, so…
“I could tell you where to order one.”
“No way! If my parents found him, I’d die. I’ll die.”
Take him to school. "
“Oh, and my roommate finds it. I don’t need it at school. Now I can fuck the guys without everybody discovering this.”
“It’s really… something. I mean, feeling is…
“I know.”
“It’s much better than… you know, just your fingers. "
“Molly!” she gased.
" Well… that’s true. I mean, how… you know, do that?”
“Whatever!”
“I was just… bragging.”
Both were embarrassed, but both found the conversation very fascinating, and raised concerns. Allison found she was sweating again, and rubbed her forehead.
“I’m usually on my side and I use my panties, a little… rub them against me, you know?”
“You never put anything inside?”
“No, I mean, my finger sometimes but… do you… always put… well, I guess you… use that…
“Yes. I used my hair brush, the handle. "
Allison couldn’t continue to imagine Molly pushing her hairbrush in her pussy. She made a little embarrassment and… excitement. The whole conversation was crispy and exciting.
“The dildo is much better,” Molly confides to a low voice.
“Man,” Allison said, shaking his head slowly, thinking about Molly with a plastic dick.
“Once I went to my backyard and I did it,” Molly shot.
" What? Oh, God! What if you got caught?”
“It was dark, and… well, I was so… excited to be naked outside. I felt this huge electric shock. I went crazy. I thought I’d be crazy.
“I dived into the pool once in school. I know what you mean. I felt incredibly excited, and I was only with girls not guys. "
They were silent for a few moments, various images playing through their minds.
Allison?
“Yes?”
“Have you ever… I’ve been thinking, like… doing it with a… kind, having sex with a… girl?”
Allison turned to her, started, and suddenly embarrassed.
“No, I… I mean… not since… you know… since we… uh… did that…
Molly hit, looking down.
There was a show two years ago. Two teenage girls kissed to see what it was. He had caused a huge fusion in the newspapers with all the religious monsters shouting and everything. Molly stayed at Allison that night, and after seeing the show that both had experienced briefly, kiss a little. They were younger at the time, and they didn’t even know much about sex. They’d think they were crazy and stopped almost at once.
“It’s just that I thought,” Molly said. “Well, it was a pity that… you know… like the girls, well, couldn’t… have fun without boys because we wouldn’t have to worry… you know… something like getting pregnant or… one of us say or something like that.”
“I guess I’m not gay or anything,” Allison said, crumbled furiously.
“I’m not either!” Molly wrote.
“I mean, you don’t have to, you know… be gay I think.”
“You don’t know. You could… play around… for fun, you know. You never wonder what it is?”
“No, not really.”
“There were many pictures in my brother’s magazines of these women who were doing it together. He looked really… good… hot.”
“How do they… do it? I mean, they don’t… you know.”
“Well, there’s more sex than just… sex.”
“Okay. The virgin tells me that. I made love.
Allison looked far, embarrassed, her interior grinding with strange feelings and sensations. She was embarrassed because it seemed that Molly suggested to them… to do it. Allison wasn’t sure to react to that. She loved Molly like a sister, of course, and she trusted, but…
She never really thought about doing it with a girl. Lesbians did it together, but she didn’t know how. And of course it was good, that they wanted to do it with each other. But she wasn’t a lesbian, and she didn’t think Molly was either. Of course, today you didn’t have to be. Many girls hid that they had with other girls. It was even pretty fashionable at college to say you were bisexual.
But the whole idea was weird and weird.
At the same time, she always felt excited by their intimate conversation, and by her recent groping and doing with Jeff.
She turned her head slowly to find Molly looking at her, her eyes wide and looking a little anxious and worried. Allison was suddenly aware of the warm shoulder of his friend pressed against herself. She looked in her eyes, smelling her guts getting shrunken more violently.
“You want to… just… see… what it’s like… kissing I mean?” Molly whispered.
“I… someone could…”
She looked around the darkness around them, her breath becoming heavier than her heart beat.
“No one will see us,” says Molly.
Molly turned to her, leaning forward. Allison felt his heart faster, felt sucking. She looked again, making sure no one was close, then looked back. She felt a tingling in her kidneys, a warm and wet air. Molly’s lips were getting closer and closer, and then they met hers lightly. They kissed for a second before they went back. Both were breathing heavier. Allison swallowed nervously while Molly licked his lips.
Then the brunette hung again and pressed her lips much more firmly against the blonde. She opened her mouth slightly, and Allison felt her tongue slipping along her lips. Their lips rushed into hesitant exploration, and their breathing went off from one mouth to another. Molly turned completely against her then, moving away from the back of the bench, her arms on Allison’s shoulders while her tongue pushed slightly forward in her mouth.
Their breasts got tight, the soft flesh shattered much more than a few years ago when they were younger. Allison felt the heat of the other girl’s breasts through the thin fabric of their blouses, felt her own inflating breasts, her already hard and erect nipples.
She was inhaled with shock, heat and excitement, feeling like she was doing something terriblely forbidden and drugged. She slowly brought her arms around her friend, her hands leaning on her back and feeling her radiant heat like she was herself. The kiss seemed to go and continue, with Molly starting to slide her lips aside, her body always rubbing so gently against Allison. Allison temporarily moved his hands upwards and downwards Molly’s back as his belly bubbled and steamed with sexual excitement.
Their breasts continued to wet and squeeze slowly together. Allison felt the pressure inside his hot breasts inflating higher and higher, threatening to explode, felt the heat, felt sweat swirling in his cleavage as their tongues slipped around each other and their lips were fondling each other.
“God!” Molly wasted, pulling away with wide warm eyes, her shattering chest.
“Yes!” Allison panicked, sweating heavily now even if she had not moved, her heart beating, the blood race through her body.
She almost trembled with sexual excitement in her. She put her arms around Molly and pulled her again, their breasts shining together as their lips met in the soft and hungry embrace. Allison’s hands struck and descended Molly’s back, then, bold, shocking, giving the impulse, slipped down, above its size, on its round buttocks, pressing them through the mini-jupe denim the other girl worn.
Molly moaned slowly, almost a sob, and one of his hands went up between them. Allison left a sweet waste of shocked pleasure while she felt that he was pushing against his chest, cutting it and suffocating it gently, then more firmly. His mind was shaken as the sexual pressure overturns it in the waves. She felt Molly’s hand at his shirt, cut him off his pants, then felt the little hand of the brown slipping her belly and moving behind her to untie her bra.
She moaned, soaked, overheated by need inside her, almost drunk with her as Molly swore her naked, wet chest, sharp hand moving on the hot chest, smooth, stroking and squeezing.
Allison’s hands rubbed against the back of the other girl, sneezing and shaking the warm flesh. She threw herself at the hem, pulling her higher and higher, then felt the zipper that ran on the side, along the hip. Feeling a bit shocking from excitement to thought, she found the zipper and slowly pulled it out, higher… higher, until it was just in size. Then she hated Molly’s knob and skirt.
Molly glued with excitement, stacking Allison’s shirt with both hands now, pulling it roughly up. Allison couldn’t believe she was doing this, couldn’t believe they were doing this at all, even less in a public field with windows everywhere. But she let her arms get up, let the shirt pull on her shoulders and out. She felt a crack of sexual electricity washed on her while the shirt fell.
Molly threw her open bra and Allison was naked to the waist, her nipples so hard they hurt, the roaring sexual fever as a train of goods inside her. Molly squeezed his boobs as they kissed, and Allison’s hands slipped on his background, pressing it through thin bikini panties. She rubbed her hands on the round butt, her fingers cling to the lower edges of the panties, pulling them until they are wet in her girlfriend’s crack.
Molly’s breathing was rough and crucified when she pulled her lips. His head broke and his lips slipped on one of Allison’s nipples. The blonde almost screamed like she felt her friend’s tongue on her nipples, and shook her, shook and shaking while the girl started sucking.
“Oh my God!” she said in a strangled croak. “Oh, my God! Oh! Oohh! Oh, Molly! Oh, my God!
Allison’s mind rolled and his chest threatened to explode while his girlfriend passionately sucked at his nipples. She trembled and trembled, her hands were shaking through Molly’s hair.
Molly lifted up his head, their lips meeting with the contusion force, their tongues slide together, twisting and turning like their rubbish boobs and pillow each other. Molly’s hand slipped up to 50 Allison through his jeans. She rushed on several occasions while Allison broke and mocked and threw herself desperately against her. Then Allison warmed up violently, seizing her tight girlfriend while her head fell back and shook herself in a wonderful pleasure.
Molly rubbed and pressed her puss furiously, her other hand stifling one of Allison’s breasts, her fingers dig deep into the soft flesh as she bit herself on her exposed throat and aspires. Allison humiliated himself wildly, stirring with pleasure as the orgasm broke his mind into a million pieces and triggered an explosion of heat in her that threatened to blow her completely into darkness.
She felt her mind turned, was light directed like orgasm finally passed. She swollen in the air, stabbing, stabbed against her girlfriend, whose arms imprison her tightly when her lips settled again on her chest.
“Oh, Molly!” she started.
Molly lifted his head, his eyes filled with lust, warmth and passion. She turned half a step, her hands swelling Allison’s breasts and suffocating slowly, on several occasions. Then her right hand dug the belly of the shaking blonde and her fingers cut her cuts. She grabbed the zipper and slowly descended until Allison’s blue string was exposed.
She slipped her fingers inside the belt, then slowly forced her hand to the front of Allison’s pants, her fingers moving along the warm and smooth flesh in the sweat wet sex, then squeezing against her. Allison trembled, grabbed his arm to stand. She looked at Molly in shock as the girl’s fingers found her slit and pressed against her, sinking between her shaking lips, then slowly rubbing down.
“Oooohhhhhh!” she moaned. What are you doing to Meeeee?
Molly folded and slipped her lips around one of her nipples again, squeezing like she sucked, her fingers rubbing regularly.
His other hand sucked Allison’s buttocks, then grabbed the belt and threw his pants in inch per inch until they slip slowly to his ankles.
Allison was crushing his pool in his girlfriend’s hand, wasting and slender as his juices were flowing again, while his heat and excitement were smiling. His body slipped out of sweat like his burnt interior like fire. She came back, sailed and mocked Molly’s hand until she fell forward and fell to the ground.
Molly followed her down, sliding over her, painting her tongue in the blonde’s mouth while she dipped her own panties down and out. She stretched between Allison’s legs, their sweaty bodies rub and rub together.
Allison’s hands flowed around Molly, looking downwards until they pulled out and squeezed his bottom. Molly was grinding against her, rubbing her sex against Allison’s, spreading her own wide legs and squeezing her pussy to rub directly on Allison’s. Allison moored, damaged, weak, and full of confusion. She looked at Molly, saw the young girl’s jaw, her slit eyes as she was grinding in her regularly, their pussies smashing and humming, slickly.
“Come! Come on! Molly’s gone.
Then she did it, sticking on the blonde, moaning on her throat while she rubbed her crotch furiously back and forward against Allison’s own soft pussy.