Drunk Friends Get Carried Away 07

Days later Melanie feels things are getting too serious. It was all about animalistic desire for sex, she knew she wasn't a lesbian, she liked cock. It just so happened the only thing having her cumming at this point in time had a cunt. She was always submissive to people by nature, she was very shy and agreeable.

She wondered if Nicola was getting things mixed up, and thought they could be a couple, something Melanie would never be able to live with because people would look and judge if she was in a lesbian relationship.

She did however like a good night out and always let the steam off when on a night out. She agreed to try a gay club and see what it would be like, after all, Nichola's pussy seemed to be calling the shots recently.

They got the train into the city, planning on getting the last one back home around 12 at night. They were both dolled up. They had agreed to play the part of 2 straight friends just having a good night, and they heard this club was a fun atmosphere. This way they wouldn't be hounded by butch dykes, and also would feel no pressure to feel each other up if they were uncomfortable doing so with others around.

They entered the bar, Nichola going in first and forcing her confidence, (something she has gotten used to doing where Melanie is concerned).

As Nichola confidently strides into the gay club, Melanie follows closely behind, trying to emulate her friend's self-assured demeanor. The atmosphere is electric, with colorful lights and pulsating music filling the air. Nichola immediately starts scanning the room, taking in the diverse crowd of people - some couples dancing intimately, others laughing and chatting at tables. She turns to Melanie with a smirk, "See? It's just like any other bar... but gayer." She chuckles, leading Melanie to an empty high table near the dance floor.

The girls have a few drinks, enjoying their night, laughing at a lot of things around them, they have brief chats with other people when Melanie catches someone's eye, a young woman, she was overly confident, and cocky. She looked absolutely sensational, could have the pick of the room. She walks over to Melanie and Nichola.

She says, "Hi, I love your top." Staring at Melanie, barely giving Nichola a glance.

"Thanks haha." Melanie laughs.

The young woman says "I'm Abbey" giving her hand to Melanie.

Melanie takes her hand and says "I'm Melanie and this is my friend Nichola."

Abbey laughs" yeah I thought you were friends, can't feel the electricity. So are you just here for a good time or are you on the prowl?"

Nichola fires back "just having fun."

Abbey laughs again "yeah, me too, although I will take whatever to be honest, I'm as open as they come, no pun intended."

Nichola rolls her eyes at Abbey's forwardness, taking another sip of her drink. Abbey continues to focus her attention on Melanie, ignoring Nichola's presence entirely.

"So Melanie, are you single?" Abbey asks, leaning against the table and crossing her arms under her breasts.

Melanie hesitates, looking at Nichola briefly before answering, "Yeah, I am..."

Abbey grins mischievously, "Good to know. You're really cute, I bet you'd be fun..."

Melanie goes red with embarrassment. She's been chatted up by women before, even a couple of lookers, but no-one like this. This young thing is an absolute bombshell, stunning. Melanie wonders why she is chatting someone up who is 35. She figures Abbey is at least 15 years younger.

Nichola laughs, almost spitting her drink out "Aren't you confident for such a young 'un!"

Abbey laughs confidently, "Is that supposed to be an insult? Because if you want to know if my confidence translates to other areas..." She trails off, letting her eyes cruise over Melanie's body suggestively.

Nichola feels a flash of unwanted jealousy, hating how clearly Abbey wants Melanie. "And I might be young, but I can handle myself just fine... sexually speaking." She winks at Melanie, who's now bright red with embarrassment. "Plus, isn't it every older woman's fantasy to corrupt a sweet innocent thing like me? and I'm 20 just in case you were wondering."

Melanie couldn't believe what was happening, if this was a guy she would be disgusted, and thinking what a little chanser he is. But here she is, listening to a girl talking about her sexual confidence, while devouring Melanie with her eyes. She would never admit it to Nichola. But right now she wants to be riding Abbey's pretty face and choking her out. Melanie says "yeah I'm an oldie, you'd break me haha, go find someone your own age and go have fun."

Abbey chuckles mischievously, "Oh, I don't want someone my own age, they're boring and immature. I like my women... experienced. Like you probably are, under that shy exterior." She leans in closer to Melanie, lowering her voice, "And I bet you're not as breakable as you look..." She straightens up, "Plus, age is just a number, right? And from where I'm standing, you look pretty fit for your age."

Melanie laughs "behave."

Nichola adds "we need to head soon anyway."

Abbey tuts "Ok I'll promise to behave, I'll bring my friends over and we can have a drink together, where are you guys staying? How are you getting home?"

"We came by train," Nichola answers, taking another sip of her drink. Melanie avoids Abbey's eyes, feeling her body flush at the thought of spending more time with this confident younger woman. "And we actually need to catch the last train..."

Abbey nods understandingly, but her eyes remain fixed on Melanie. "Well, then at least let me buy you girls another drink before you go. My treat."

Abbey's friends Ashley and Sarah join, who are both straight, but know all too well how promiscuous Abbey can be, as they have seen her go for her prey, and always get it. They often joke that she is a little sex addict with no filter.

The drinks flow and Nichola makes sure to be sitting next to Melanie, making it difficult for Abbey to get a look in. For all Melanie is slightly annoyed, she is actually happy because she absolutely trembles at Abbey's confidence and feels a nervous wreck, even with the alcohol, she is way too low on self esteem to think Abbey would enjoy her body.

As the night wears on, Nichola can sense Melanie's growing discomfort and attraction towards Abbey. She leans in closer to Melanie, whispering in her ear, "You know she's just a little slut, right? She'll fuck anything that moves." Melanie blushes deeply but doesn't respond, taking another sip of her drink.

Abbey keeps deliberately asking Melanie questions. Not in the habit of backing off or being intimidated by anyone. She knows she could easily fuck the shit out of Nichola tonight if she wanted to, despite Nichola trying to appear confident and protective. She knows Nichola isn't a threat. But what she wants is Melanie.

Eventually Melanie and Nichola have to go to catch their train. Abbey insists on walking them, stalling as much as she can. Melanie and Nichola miss their train by seconds

"Shit," Nichola curses under her breath, checking her phone. "Missed it by literally thirty seconds..." She looks at Abbey, who seems almost... pleased?

"Now what?" Melanie asks quietly, trying not to show how fucked up her stomach feels at being stuck with Abbey.

"Well..." Abbey smirks, "Looks like you ladies are stuck in the city until what time?"

"Atleast 6.30 am" Nichola answers.

Abbey looks at Melanie and says "Look, I have an apartment right here in the city, student halls type of thing, you are both welcome to crash there for a few hours."

Nichola answers, "No thanks. Is there not a 24 hour fast food restaurant just round the corner, Melanie? We can have a coffee and sober up?"

Abbey pouts playfully, clearly disappointed that Nichola is resisting her offer. "Aw come on, it's stupid o'clock in the morning. Isn't crashing at my place a better option than a grimy fast food joint? you will be finished within an hour then what? walk about for another 5 hours?" She turns to Melanie with puppy dog eyes. "Plus, I have a couch that actually looks comfy. And coffee. Strong coffee."

Melanie glances at Nichola nervously, her stomach twisting at Abbey's persistence.

"Fuck. Fine. If you're ok with it Melanie? We'll pass out on the couch for a while?"

"Exactly!" Abbey grins widely, "See? Nichola gets it. So..." She looks at Melanie again, "You good with that? Or are you one of those girls who can't sleep anywhere but her own bed?"

Melanie laughs softly, "No, I'm fine. Let's go."

Abbey leads the way, her round little bum swaying in her tight jeans. Nichola watches Melanie watch Abbey's bum, raising an eyebrow slightly. "So Abbey," Nichola says loudly, "How old are you again?"

"20, why? You want a piece? Haha just kidding. I'm on my best behaviour."

Nichola whispers in Melanie's ear, "doesn't mean we need to be."

Melanie suddenly remembered about Nichola, she had been so busy thinking about Abbey she forgot about her new fuck buddy.

Abbey unlocks the door to her student apartment, flicking on the light to reveal a small but cozy living space. She tosses her keys on a nearby table before turning to face Melanie and Nichola. "Make yourselves at home," she says, gesturing to the couch. "I'll grab you guys some water and blankets."

As she heads towards the kitchen, Nichola pulls Melanie aside, whispering, "You know what this means, right? We're alone with a couch soon."

Melanie laughs and says "a strangers couch, don't be silly."

Abbey returns with water and blankets, she says "if you need anything my room is next to the bathroom which is down there, I've left the front door open in case you have to leave before I get up. It was nice meeting you both."

Melanie is confused with Abbey suddenly being so mellow. She thinks Nichola's assertiveness may have beaten Abbey.

Nichola sits down on the couch, pulling Melanie down beside her. As Abbey disappears into her room, Nichola wraps her arm around Melanie's waist. "She seems... defeated," Nichola whispers, "like she gave up trying to separate us."

Melanie responds. "She's probably just tired," Melanie mumbles sleepily. Nichola tightens her grip around Melanie's waist, pulling her closer. Melanie can't help but feel a bit trapped, she pretends to doze off but lies awake, she sits up after Nichola is asleep, taking a drink, she then gets up to use the bathroom.

Deciding not to flush in case it woke Abbey. As she passes Abbey's room she is dragged in and Abbey's hands cover Melanie's mouth to prevent the scream from escaping.

"Shhh," Abbey hisses. "You know what I thought when I first saw you?" Abbey asks softly, her face close to Melanie's. Melanie shakes her head slowly, her eyes wide. "I thought 'damn, she'd make a good little whore.' " Abbey laughs quietly, "Like one of those shy ones who needs to be forced."

Melanie can't believe what she's hearing, but most importantly, how she completely soaked her pants hearing this young thing saying that, being called a whore for a gorgeous young thing. Abbey continues to hold Melanie's mouth as she pushes her on the bed, she lands on her stomach as Abbey uses her other hand and goes into the back of Melanie's pants, sliding down her bum, straight to her cunt, no apologies or reluctance from Abbey, pure entitlement. Abbey say's "fucking hell girl you're soaked, nothing like a 'young un' making you a whore for them... you better keep quiet if you don't want your friend to hear you, I will keep my hand over your mouth, you're about to start squealing like a pig."

Abbey's fingers slide easily through Melanie's soaking wet folds, a soft gasp escaping her as she feels just how turned on Melanie is. She keeps her hand firmly over Melanie's mouth, muffling any sounds as she starts to finger her roughly. "See? You are a little whore," Abbey whispers, adding another finger and curling them inside Melanie. "All it took was a few dirty words and you're dripping." She starts to pump her fingers faster, hitting Melanie's spot with each thrust.

Melanie is humming through Abbey's hand, dying to scream out as Abbey is fucking away at Melanie's squelching cunt, she keeps herself quiet, knowing she will ruin a friendship if Nichola hears. She is fucking Abbey's finger's just as much as Abbey is finger fucking Melanie.

Abbey can feel Melanie's inner walls clenching around her fingers like a vice, she knows she's close to breaking and making noise. "Shhhh, shhhh," she hisses, pressing her hand harder over Melanie's mouth. "You're gonna make me cover your whole face with my hand if you make a peep." She curls her fingers inside Melanie again, hitting her spot and making her jump. "Look at you, already humping my hand like a desperate little bitch,"

Melanie squirts and cums, unable to keep up with the younger woman's words, fingers, and the situation of a young woman Pulverising her. Abbey Whispers "MMM we have a squirter, you will definitely be back here for that." She keeps going, Melanie bucking wildly but immediately desperate for more.

Abbey smirks against Melanie's neck, feeling her squirt all over her hand. Abbey feels Melanie's body convulsing beneath her as she cums hard, her pussy gushing and coating Abbey's hand. She keeps fucking her through it, her fingers moving at a furious pace. "That's it, you little whore, cum all over my hand," she whispers harshly. "Show me how much you love being used by a girl like me." She can feel Melanie's orgasm subsiding, but she doesn't let up, wanting to push her further.

"Again," She can feel Melanie already chasing another orgasm, her body moving instinctively against Abbey's hand despite the risk of being caught. Abbey adds a third finger, stretching Melanie roughly as she continues to degrade her in hushed tones.

"Look at this mature woman acting like a needy little slut for some college girl fingers... Melanie's cum splatters all over the bed again and onto the floor as she squirts uncontrollably. She bites down on Abbey's hand to keep quiet as she moans, tears streaming down her face from the overwhelming sensation.

"Fuck, look at that," Abbey whispers in awe, watching the mess she's making of Melanie. "You really are a slutty little thing, aren't you?" She keeps fingering Melanie through her orgasm, determined to keep her quiet until she's completely spent.

"You're so weak, you already came and you're begging for more," she laughs quietly, adding a third finger and stretching Melanie out. "I bet you'd take my whole hand if I kept going," she whispers, spitting on her palm and repositioning her fingers to try and push deeper inside Melanie. "Let's get my spit in you, lucky girl"

Melanie whimpers, her pussy feeling incredibly full and stretched. She tries to push back against Abbey's hand, silently begging for more even as tears of overstimulation stream down her face. When Abbey spits on her palm, Melanie's eyes roll back in pleasure. "Fuck..." she whimpers quietly, biting her lip hard to keep from screaming as Abbey's fingers push deeper inside her.

Melanie knew Abbey was right. Abbey could be filling her pussy with any cock, or finger fucking any girl she wanted. Melanie knew she was lucky that she was the person Abbey chose. and lucky she's the one with Abbey's spit being inserted into her cunt, the thought alone was enough to make Melanie cream.

Abbey watches as Melanie's body convulses and shakes with each push of her fingers, she can feel Melanie trying to pull her hand deeper inside. "You like that, don't you?" She hisses, spitting more onto her palm and pushing her fingers deeper. "Answer," She demands, curling her fingers inside Melanie and hitting her spot. "Say 'Yes Abbey,'" She growls, "Say 'I love taking your spit."

"Yes Abbey I love taking your spit" Melanie was lost, she licks one of Abbey's finger's. Abbey grins and puts her ring finger in Melanie's mouth who willingly sucks on her finger, moaning onto the finger as she is being pounded by fingers.

Abbey's grin widens as she watches Melanie suck on her finger, her eyes glazed over with lust. "Fucking hell, you are a dirty little slut," she whispers, pushing her fingers deeper into Melanie's pussy.

"You love taking my spit and my fingers, don't you?" She pulls her fingers out slightly before thrusting them back in roughly, making Melanie moan loudly onto her finger.

Abbey can feel Melanie's pussy clenching around her fingers tightly, knowing she's close to another orgasm. "Holy fuck I won you fast! You'd probably drink my bathwater if I told you to, wouldn't you?" She adds another finger, trying to stretch Melanie wider. "Say 'Yes Abbey, I'd drink your bathwater if you told me to' "

Melanie replies "Yes Abbey, I'd drink your bathwater if you told me to." Melanie goes back to sucking Abbey's finger.

Nichola suddenly bursts into the room, screaming. "What the fuck is going on???"

Abbey quickly removes her fingers from Melanie's mouth and pussy, wiping them off on the sheets as she turns to face Nichola. "Just having a little fun," she says with a smirk, not looking the least bit guilty.

Melanie sits up quickly, pulling her pants up and looking mortified. "Nichola, I-I can explain-" she stutters, but Nichola cuts her off. "Explain what? How you're letting some college slut finger fuck you in the middle of the night? Come on, we're going."

Abbey laughs and looks at Melanie with a sad face. She then says "Your choice, Melanie. I was about to take these clothes off."

TO BE CONTINUED