Closer Than Close

Hi everyone and thank you for choosing my story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Remember it is written to arouse and get you horny, I'm not trying to win The Booker prize here. So yeah, enjoy. And let me know what you think in the comments. X Saige.

Olivia stood in her bedroom about to explode with the emotional whirlwind happening inside her. She was more aroused than she had ever been in her 42 years. The week since Olivia had hatched this plan had been long, each exciting day spent waiting for another delivery of her sexy costume and other naughty items, not having the gaul to go to an adult store. The recently retired school teacher and respected member of the community had never even contemplated doing something so daring, so outrageous. Now, as she dressed the anticipation had become almost too much to bear.

Her plump, hairy pussy was so wet she felt slick and loose, her thick labia dangled and got her wet between her thighs. Her creamy white skin was afire and as she hitched up her black stockings and circled her thumbs around the lacy, jewelled tops, her touch all but took her over the edge.

Olivia had always been, to use a cliché 'a blonde bombshell' voluptuous with curves in all the right places and was still in great shape for her years. Of course she had gained the odd wrinkle and line here and there but overall Olivia was happy with how she had aged, her legs were still slender. Sure she had looser, flabbier bits than she'd like and she had become more of a silver, icy blonde to cover the inevitable greying but she still had a body that could turn a head or two.

Her best asset, even back in her college years, had been her E cup breasts still full, firm and pendulous. Her areola were large, dark and pimply and no bra or blouse fabric was a match for her stout, thick nipples when they desired attention. Her tits were the envy of a lot of women, the stuff of fantasy for a lot of men. It thrilled her to know that dads... and some mums too for that matter would sneak a glimpse at 'accidental' button slip giving a view of a warm, enticing cleavage in the middle of a PTA meeting.

Olivia bit at her lip, feeling wicked as she fastened up a black underbust corset, the silky material felt sensual and seductive. Her breast thrust up high, perched proudly almost under her chin as It hugged her tight and stiffening her nipples and dampening her pussy further. Her whole body tingled with super-charged adrenaline surging through her veins. Her pulse was racing and her heart beat so hard making it difficult to breathe.

Her body trembled as she slipped feet into her new sexy black, patent leather 'fuck me' pumps, they had took her breathe away as soon as she laid eyes on them. She had sat slack jawed stroking the four inch red stiletto heel before trying them on, they looked so... imposing and assertive. The moment she slipped her feet into them she felt like a sex goddess.

Finally she fastened the belt securely around her snug waist and secured the straps, the coarse fabric scratched at her sensitive inner thighs as she secured them. Olivia's eyes fluttered and she inhaled sharply through her nostrils, trying desperately to stave off her orgasm as the base of the strap on cock pulled up tight against her naked pussy. The pressure and friction against her already engorged clit was so divine and intense she almost collapsed at the knee.

Olivia twisted her hair up into a loose knot and fastened a red leather choker around her slender neck. She stepped, somewhat cumbersome, closer to the mirror to apply a fresh coat of waxy crimson lipstick to her plump, lustful lips and finally she was ready.

She both loved and cringed at the sight of herself. She wondered if she had the balls to go through with her plan or not, but the longer she admired herself in the mirror the more confident she became. She looked authorative but not too dominant. She felt powerful and so fucking hot and sexy her lust was now insatiable.

Throughout her married years, and certainly over the 6 widowed months she felt she had almost lost her feminine sex appeal, she was in fear of becoming boring and frumpy, a far cry from her slutty, insatiable college years. Olivia had, had a recent revelation... an epiphany, if you will and concluded that the rest of her life is still unwritten. There was life in the old dog yet and admiring herself now... she felt like a new woman, slutty and brazen and ready to fuck.

The mirror's reflection was hard to fathom, she wanted to stay a while longer to idolize and adore herself. Her nipples were as hard as they had ever been. She smoothed her hands over the curve of her synched, taught waist and over her hips. Her calves looked slender and sexy, accentuated by the angle from the four inch heel. Her stockings bit at the soft delicate skin of her creamy thighs, making a sexy little bulge of flesh. In between her trembling thighs hung a thick, black strap-on cock. Olivia swayed her hips and revelled in the thrill of its impact against her thighs. She tickled her painted fingertips down its veiny length then gripped it and stroked its thick shaft with a wicked, depraved grin.

Olivia was so nervous she felt she could vomit. She shook her trembling hands in the air and took some deep breaths. "Come on, you want this, you can do this." Her heart was beating in her throat, she gulped it down along with the remainder of her sauvignon blanc with a smack of her lips. She took one final look at herself in the mirror.

"Ok Olivia. Let's do this!"

***********

Olivia stood trembling at the entrance to the kitchen, she felt devilishly sinful, naughty and dirty in the cold light of day.

Nerves got the better of her, she was just about to back out and rush upstairs when she heard her best friend's voice. "Ah, finally. What the hell have you been doing, you've been upstairs for ages!" said Trudy.

Fuck, no backing out now! Olivia responded in her head. She took one last deep breath.

"Ok Trudy. We've known each other for a long time now, good friends yeah?" Olivia said, out of sight, in the safety of the hallway.

"Of course. Of course we're good friends? What's up, what's going on? Are you ok Liv?" she replied, sensing the trepidation in her friend's voice. "You've been acting weird all afternoon."

Olivia suddenly heard the legs of Trudy's stool screech on the tile floor.

"No, no. Please Trudy. Stay there. Please just trust me and do as I ask, just for a moment, can you do that?"

"What is going on Liv? You're scaring me!"

"Oh darling, don't be scared. Just sit there, close your eyes. You have to promise to keep them closed until I tell you to open them, ok."

"What?.. I'm....

"Oh Trudy please... can you just do it for me... please. Don't make this any harder."

"Make what harder? I don't understand."

"Please Trudy. Just sit, eyes closed and listen."

" Ok ok... Jeez, what the hell."

"Your eyes closed?" Olivia enquired.

"Yes... yes."

"Promise!"

"I promise."

"No peeking now!"

"Ok Ok... I promise." Trudy's heart by now was beating fast in anxious nervousness.

Olivia peeked around the doorframe to find her friend doing exactly as she had instructed. "No peeking, you promised," she said. She tried to move, tried to step but her feet wouldn't budge. Olivia calmed herself with a wave of her hands. With her eyes closed and a deep exhale she finally stepped into the kitchen. The sunlight streaming through the windows made this whole scene even more surreal and outrageous. Olivia's heels clicked across the tile.

"Ooh, do you have heels on, do you have new shoes?"

"NO PEEKING," Olivia blurted in panic, louder and more aggressively than she wanted to.

"Keep your eyes closed, just for a moment and listen.... no interrupting. I need t... I want to talk to you. I want to help you."

Olivia admired her friend as she had, secretly on many occasions. She was always envious of her 'perfection', her seemingly effortless flawless body. Trudy was a petite, effervescent beauty, the picture of health and beauty. Admittedly she was 6 years younger and still yet to battle all the things middle age brings to a woman... but still.

They had met when Trudy turned out to be Olivia's tennis coach, they had remained friends despite Olivia's short lived attempt at a new hobby.

While Olivia was blessed in the tittie department, it was not so for Trudy. She adorned a perky pointed pair of B cups... impeccable nonetheless. She also boasted an athletic body, sexy and toned with a tummy, ass and legs to die for. Beautifully succulent olive tanned skin; an inheritance of her Mediterranean heritage.

Olivia's heart seemed to malfunction and falter whenever she was around Trudy, she always felt... better and happier in her company. Trudy always looked so good, smelled so good and was... all together.... erm perfect.

"Help me? Mmm... you smell divine, what is that?, new perfume too," Trudy quizzed.

"Yes. So.... listen. NO Interrupting!" Olivia said assertively. "I've been practicing this speech and it's no good if you're interrupting!"

"Speech?" Trudy sniggered.

"Yes. So.... listen. You know I love you dearly and would never do anything to jeopardise the friendship we have if I didn't think it was the right thing to do. So what I am doing now is a great risk, huge risk... not to mention, potentially humiliating, devastating and mortifying.

Anyway, We have had some good times, you're a good friend and I love you, but seeing how you have become so deflated and so dispirited lately. You've lost your zing, your sparkle."

Trudy's face turned quizzical and confused as Olivia spoke softly, taking her friends in hers delicately. "It's been nothing short of heartbreaking to listen to you worry over your marriage, to see you crying... and I can't take it anymore. I know you've talked about leaving him, but you don't really want to, you love the money, the lifestyle, you'd lose the house... etc. I know you love Mike, I love Mike."

"I'm a little older than you Trudy, I've done the whole married to a workaholic thing, stuck in a sexless marriage thing... and look at me now, a wrinkled fingered, lonely widower at 42. And I know you too well Trudy, you couldn't do an affair, sneak around. cheat on him, cheat on your family.... but believe me in a few months when you're sick of masturbating, that will get tempting."

"Soo," Olivia exhaled. "I have a solution. One which doesn't involve cheating... we'll not really. One where you can stay with the husband you love, keep everything together... AND get all the sex you desire, keep that insatiable little pussy of yours satisfied."

"Olivia!" Trudy scorned.

Her brow furrowed in confusion and she began to shuffle in her seat. Olivia lent in towards her friend, she felt her body heat. Arousal radiated to Olivia's core as she inhaled her friend's intoxicating scent with closed eyes. "Not long now, almost done, I promise," she whispered seductively.

"Now, at first, you're gonna think my proposal is outrageous, that I've lost my mind... I did. You may even get angry, you may never speak to me again... that's what I'm risking, but I can no longer watch my friend wither away and die. I know this is the perfect solution.... and when you know, when you think about it... you will too. That may be today... tomorrow or next week. But it is the solution...... sooo."

Olivia took a step back from her friend, feeling anxious, feeling vulnerable, putting her own happiness on the line, ready to be exposed in the middle of the kitchen, in the middle of the day. She quickly adjusted her breasts, now at peak arousal.

"You can open your eyes now."

Trudy tentatively opened her eyes... and they uncontrollably opened wide as she sat there slack-jawed in shock.

"Surprise," Olivia said with a smile. Suddenly Olivia felt a scorching rage burn from her chest, up her neck and burn her cheeks red with the most overwhelming embarrassment.

"What the fuck Liv... are you crazy?" Trudy shrieked as she vaulted from her stool in shock.

"Wha... wha... are you mad? What are you saying here, we become lovers? Is that why you asked me here for the weekend? Oh Liv, swee... what... oh Liv sweetheart," Trudy replied, clasping her hands to her heart. "It's very sweet and very brave. I... I see what you meant now, but you're my friend... I coul... I couldn't be gay. Is that what you're suggesting? We become lesbians?.. I.. I.. wha...!.. what the fuck Liv?" Trudy said, her hands covering her quickly reddening face. She would have found the scene hilarious but for the shock.

"NO... NO... no. I'm not in love with you, not that way... no... oh jeez no! No not lesbians, this isn't a gay thing... fuck. What I meant... my proposal is that I fuck you... with this... get you off. You stay with Mike and get off with me. Nothing more. Then you don't have to cheat, I've seen you naked, I've seen your pussy."

"Not that way you haven't!"

"Well no.. I..

.... forget it. I'm sorry, forget it.. I just thought, I'm sorry. Forget it."

The pair stood, awkwardly in silence. Olivia's face burned and tears began to swell in her eyes and a lump in her throat. She had never felt so embarrassed, so stupid.

Trudy simply stood shaking her head, but her eyes locked onto the new 'appendage' hanging, bouncing between her friends legs. Her heart was racing, her body trembling. She looked up and down her friend's body.

Fuck. It has been a loooong time Trudy? She thought.

She couldn't take her eyes off how fucking sexy she looked and her amazing titties and that.. erm... cock? Fuck that does look good though... and DAYYM she looks fuckin hot. Her mind raced at a million miles an hour trying to evaluate the pros and cons of Olivia's proposal but in all honesty the cock and seeing her friend dressed like a whore was all she could think of.

So... I stay happily married, keep the family home together and get fucked. Mike will never know, I'm here all the time anyway. She's right.... it's not really cheating, it's just like using a dildo... and anyway who are you trying to kid... your pussy is soaked so you can't be that horrified. You're desperate for that cock... admit it!

"Say something Trudy.... or are you enjoying my humiliation?" Olivia felt her emotions rise, she was close to tears.

Trudy bit at her lip as Olivia's fake cock wiggled and bounced off her thighs as she turned to leave. She felt a gush to her pussy as she eyed the thick, dimpled, swaying ass of her friend. Trudy wasn't adverse to the beauty of the female form and had indeed had tasted pussy back in college, she had just never looked at Liv in that way. But now, with the shapely curves, the big brown nipples on those titties, the swaying cock, the stockings and those fuck-sexy shoes.

"STOP... erm... hold on a moment," Trudy suddenly blurted. Her eyes closed at her impulsiveness, her undecidedness.

The pair stood, still in the silence for what seemed an eternity to Olivia, her heart raced, her chest heaved, unsure of what was to come. Trudy, meanwhile, was busy contemplating, mulling the situation in her head, deciding how she was going to play this out as she topped up her wine glass. Trudy then turned and glared at Olivia with a look she had never seen in her Trudy before. Her demeanor was different, full of desire and uncontrollable, wanton lust... and fuck, she looked sexy.

Trudy walked slowly, purposefully towards her friend, her fingertips schemingly tapped at her wine glass. Its heady aroma filled her senses as she took a sip, she circled her friend slowly, stalking, analysing Olivia's body, making her feel like quivering prey. The tension was palpable, finally Trudy made eye contact as she kicked off her sandals. Olivia couldn't look away even if she wanted to. Her pulse was wild, her stomach tumbled, her hands trembled, she hadn't felt this feeling of excited trepidation for so long.

Trudy unbuttoned her satin blouse, it hung on her slender frame exposing her wide, boney cleavage. A quiet gasp escaped Olivia's mouth as she caught sight of her friend's naked skin. She unbuttoned her trousers, smoothed them over her ass and let them pool around her ankles. Olivia was mesmerized as her friend slowly stripped herself of her clothing until she was before her in only her sexy navy blue, sheer lace bra and matching panties.

Olivia's pussy began to gush and soak at the sight of her friend's body. She bit at her lip in nervous excitement as she admired the muscle tone of Trudy's tummy, the slight line of abdominal definition to her cute little belly button, her pussy mound and pubic hair peeking over the 'v' shaped plunging crotch of her panties.

Not a word was said between them. The atmosphere was so intense, Olivia stared, fully entranced as she watched the muscles of her friend's exquisite shoulders and dimples form around her prominent clavicles as she unhooked her bra. It flashed in Olivia's mind how the pair had often joked about its requirement.

Oh f u c k m e e! Olivia muttered to herself as she watched the creamy white skin of Trudy's breasts revealed into the light, the tender, delicate flesh of her underboob imprinted with the seams and stitching. She had no cleavage to speak of, her pyramid-like, delicate little titties jutted slightly outward proudly from her lean ribcage. Her areola were puffy and swollen, with deliciously mouthwatering stubby dusky rose coloured nipples.

Trudy's thumbs hook into the wispy waistband of her panties that rode her hips, her pussy stubbornly gripped onto them as she tugged them from her thighs. Olivia's clitoris throbbed and pulsed as she unashamedly lusted after her friend's pussy.

Olivia was a little surprised to see Trudy had hair there at all, she had expected her to be waxed smooth. But she was delighted to see beautiful untamed wisps of pubic hair in varying tones of brown. There was evidence of maintenance to her outer labia that were waxed smooth at the groin.

Her wildly uncontrollable subconscious couldn't have been more wrong with images of Trudy that plagued her days in the most inappropriate times, nor the night-time fantasies she conjured left her so wet when she woke for the last week or so.

Olivia was desperate for her to throw her panties toward her to feel their heat, desperate for Trudy to demand that she put them to her face to inhale her sex.

She felt the weight of Trudy's stare burn into her soul. Olivia was fully aware that Trudy was enjoying, revelling in the spectacle of making herself naked before her friend.

With wine in hand her beautifully manicured feet gracefully stepped Trudy closer to Olivia forcing her back until the edge of the counter dug into Olivia's back. Trudy gazed into her, her crystal green eyes ablaze with motive, with thirst.

It suddenly occurred to Olivia that this wasn't going how she had thought, she was supposed to be dominating her Trudy, the plan was to be in control and have her begging to have her best freind fuck her brains out, but at this moment she was unsure exactly what was happening and how this was going to play out... and that was an electrifying feeling.

Olivia's legs felt boneless. Her senses were afire. The pair were close, they stared at each other, their eyes darting, switching from one focus to another trying to evaluate, trying to read each other. Olivia wanted her more than ever, she had never wanted anything more; this was all she wanted for evermore.

As she held her body close to Olivia, her scent engulfed Trudy's senses like a hallucinogen. She was out of control and falling deeper into depraved lust for her best friend. Their body heat mingled and merged into one aura. They inhaled each other's laboured, passionate breath as their breasts heaved and grazed at the nipple.

This is so erotic, she's so intimidating. Jesus, my pussy is soaked. Olivia thought. The feeling was exquisite, intoxicating and incomparable to anything Olivia had felt before. Olivia was frozen and in awe of her friend, she had never seen her this way, so sexy.

This girl wants to fuck?... ok... ill show her how yo fuck! Trudy mused to herself as she traced her fingertips gently across her friend's cheek. She tickled her thumb across Olivia's soft plump lips, suddenly the pressure increased, Trudy squished and smudged Olivia's lipstick down her chin, and down her neck leaving a trail of waxy, red saliva.

Oh my god this woman is so fucking hot! Olivia thought, her pussy quivering, her knees trembling under her weight. Trudy had aroused her into a puddle of emotion and she could have demanded anything of her and she would comply.

Trudy tucked her thumb into the choker around Olivia's neck. She jumped and let out a startled gulp.

Mm... fuck yes.. fucking choke me you fucking sexy bitch! Olivia pleaded internally as Trudy pulled on it, choking it against her windpipe. Olivia's eyes widened in fright as Trudy casually sipped her wine.

Olivia began to panic, her hands gripped at the counter top as she felt the pressure build in her lungs. The intense, dizzying seconds felt like an age but in those 21, 22, 23 Olivia had never felt more alive. Her eyes blazed a terrified stare into Trudy's, who reciprocated only with an almost psychotic smirk, then released her grip.

As Olivia's chest heaved and gasped at the air, coughing and spluttering. Trudy waited in silent impatience for Olivia to compose herself before saying, "You think you can come to me... dressed like that, looking hot as fuck and desperate to fuck me and just leave? You think you can get all worked up, turned on... get me WET!

... and just leave."

Trudy's word's were delivered with fire, and the Spanish twang her voice which Olivia loved so much, full of rasp and vigour. Which was more audible in her... hightened state only turned on Olivia more. She couldn't fathom whether it was fury or passion but in contrast her tone was soft and sultry and Olivia could do nothing but surrender.

"I.. I just thou...

"Listen to me... you look so fuckin hot... those big juicie titties, your fuckin sexy shoes.... that big dick!

I'm in!... I want it, I want you, but if we're gonna do this... let's do it properly... agreed?"

Olivia nodded her response, in all honesty she had no clue what that meant. All she did know was that she was high as fuck in euphoria, disoriented and on the verge of an orgasm.

Trudy gulped at the remainder of her sauvignon blanc, her eyes still fixed intently and imposingly on Olivia. Excess wine overflowed and poured from the corners of her mouth and dripped from her lips. Olivia watched in awe, her own pussy now soaked as her friend, lover, she wasn't sure what she was anymore drizzle wine and saliva from her mouth, trickle from her chin and soak the soft succulent skin of her chest, down her belly, soaking her pubic hair.

Oh FUCK Olivia mumbled to herself as she watched Trudy squat down, sexy folds formed at the top of her thighs, her tendons and muscles strained as she balanced eloquently on the balls of her feet.

Olivia couldn't help but imagine what a beautiful sight it would be to see her wet, gaping pussy.

Mmn oh jesus... Have her sit on my face, taste her ass, smother me in her pussy, cover me in her cum... oh fuck!

With no hesitation, no teasing Trudy engulfed the head of the cock, filling up her mouth with a greed and a desperation that had Olivia in ecstasy. Trudy bobbed her head back and forth along the length, inching her lips wanting it all, purposefully gagging its silicone tip at the back of her throat. Her eyes rolled and her brow furrowed at the abuse.

Each tiny movement of the fake cock was sending exquisitely mind bending sensations from Olivia's stiff, pulsing clit rippling through her body. An epic orgasm was brewing and bubbling within her.

She watched Trudy's soft lips pale as they gripped the girth of the cock, her face redden and strain as she choked herself. "Oh fuck, yess. You dirty bitch! Suck that cock!....... Mmn fuck, your gonna make me come!" Olivia said breathlessly.

Coming off to take a breath Trudy spat her gloopy saliva all over the head of the cock. "Ha ha ha!" Trudy laughed maniacally and blew bubbles and blurted in her slobber. Olivia took hold of the cock, rubbing the spit over her lips and chin making her friend's perfect face into a slobbering mess.

"Haha mmm... you horny?" Trudy teased as she jerked the slobbery shaft hard in her fist.

"Mmn fuck. Yess sooo horny!... you fucking dirty slut, you like sucking cock?"

"MmmHmm," Trudy muffled a response. Her eyes widened in delight as she noticed the glistening trickle of pussy juice trickling down Olivia's inner thighs from her oozing pussy.

Olivia's head thrust back as she ground her hips as Trudy purposefully pushed the cock back against her friend's pussy, wanking the shaft hard. The vibrations were too much for Olivia. "Fuck yes, right there, right there!" Olivia screamed.

"Haha, yeah... you gonna cum for me?"

Olivia's breaths became sharp and shallow as Trudy rubbed the base of the cock against her quivering cunt with both hands. Olivia's reddening face contorted in a mix of panic and ecstasy. Her head thrashed, her knees buckled "MmnFuck yes.... yes..

... I'm.... c u m ing!!" She screamed, gripping the counter as she quickly fucked her thick hips back and forth. Her whimpering and whaling echoed through the house.

Olivia revelled in the bliss of orgasm as her bucking hips slowed, her body juddered as the sensation dissipated.

"Fuck. That was so hot," Trudy swooned. As she licked and nibbled the tip of Olivia's cock.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I'm quite a big cummer... I'm a bit loud!"

"Don't apologise. I fukin loved it.. I love the way you come."

"Really?"

"Really!... and... definitely a first for our friendship!... but I'm pretty sure it's not gonna be the last," Trudy said with a sexy smirk. As they burst into girly laughter.

Olivia tilted Trudy's head backwards by the forehead and rested the black, glistening cock head on Trudy's tongue. Olivia pursed her lips and drooled her spit into the mouth of her friend. "Mmmnn!" Trudy oozed as she swallowed. Keeping hold of her head Olivia bucked her hips and fucked her mouth hard and fast.

Trudy's throat clicked and clacked at the assault. Her whimpers, moans and gasping breaths echoed around the kitchen. Olivia went further, forcing her to deep throat the fake cock. Trudy's eyes watered, her back arched as her body rejected the intrusion. She coughed and spluttered as Olivia gave her reprieve. Thick gloopy spit splattered all over Olivia's hairy pussy and along the thick shaft of her cock. a string of spit clung from Trudy's lips to the cock dangling teasingly as trudy gasped at the air.

"Again.. more," demanded Trudy.

"You want what?"

"More."

"Of?"

"Your cock... I want it!... in my throat!"

Olivia gripped a fistful of hair as she forced the cock into Trudy's mouth. Trudy moaned and whimpered, her hands held up in surrender pretending the abuse was unwanted. Olivia used her friend's mouth in a frenzy, loving the sight of Trudy's frothing, messy mouth and her bulging throat. "Is that what you want? You dirty whore," Olivia said with gritted teeth as she got over-excited at seeing her friend act so depraved.

Trudy dug her fingernails into the flesh of Olivia's ass as her abuser held all seven inches of the cock in her throat. Trudy's face turned a deepening red and her back arched in uncontrollable spasms as she baulked and retched. Her eyes cried for mercy and her nose drooled. Spit and drool dripped and drizzled down Trudy's body as Olivia eased her assault.

"Ha hu.... hu... fuck!" Trudy gurgled a devilish laugh as Olivia wanked the wet shaft of her cock across her face, playing with the spit and the drool. Trudy's face was a shimmering mess, spit clung from eyebrow to eyelash as she sucked on her fake silicone balls.

Trudy was now not only delirious with lust but growing increasingly wild at the intoxicating perfume of her friends sopping pussy.

"I can smell your cum," Trudy stammered.

In Olivia's excitement she hadn't noticed that Trudy had sunk to her knees and was frenziedly masturbating. Suddenly Olivia was shocked but thrilled to feel Trudy's fingers at her pussy, rubbing and thrusting through her wet labia.

"Mmm, you have big pussy lips?" she asked excitedly.

Before Olivia could even answer Trudy had thrust her fingers to her nose inhaling the scent of Olivia's cum while frantically rubbing, pulling and slapping at her clit. "Mmn mm... your pussy smells delicious!"

Trudy suddenly got herself to her feet and stepped forward grabbing Olivia's cock and rubbed it up and down her pussy lips, her eyes rolled as her head tilted in ecstasy. Olivia watched Trudy's hips thrust as she teased herself on the cock, it bullied and barged its way past her puffy wet labia making Trudy's slender body quiver.

Trudy whimpered as she slipped the cock back and forth between her thighs. "Stop, stop Trudy!" She berated herself. "Mmmn, you turn me on so much Liv!... Fuck me!.. fuck me right now!"

The pair moved to the living room, hand in hand giggling like teenagers, both excited in sexual frenzy. Olivia sat herself wide legged with her ass on the edge of the sofa holding her fake black cock upright for Trudy to straddle. "Turn, turn. I wanna see that ass!"

"Ooh... you like my ass?"

"I love your ass... so gorgeous!"

Trudy obliged, with a smirk and a wiggle of her ass cheeks from underneath with her index fingers. As she twisted creases formed in her trim, taut waist, just above her sun tan marks where her g-string bikini briefs had rode her hips. The paler, unscorched skin arced in perfect symmetry before disappearing between her thick, voluptuous cheeks. Olivia took the opportunity to give her own pussy some attention by rubbing a finger over her stiff clit, unable to resist dipping a finger into her wet, loose vagina as she watched her friend's heart-shaped ass move into position.

Trudy locked her legs at the knee, jutting out her ass and lowered herself slowly, ensuring Olivia got a teasingly long look at her. Her face was awash with ecstasy as her desperate, hungry pussy made contact with Olivia's cock. It had been a long time since Trudy's pussy had been full of cock and the anticipation was unbearable. Her face flushed with pleasure as she teased herself, squelching and squirming her pussy back and forth along the cock for a moment.

Olivia craned her neck to watch as the bell-end of the cock bullied itself through her pussy lips. Her delicate folds splaying and spreading at the intrusion. Olivia could hear Trudy was slick and wet and it wasn't long before her cunt juice glistened on the cocks surface. Dipping her head Olivia noticed more pale suntan lines at the top of her muscular thighs. She wet her lips, holding her bottom lip between her teeth imagining sweat trickling into those fleshy folds under her ass as she lay tanning.

Trudy's movements and her breath suddenly stopped in a silent moment of slack-jawed ecstasy as the cock nudged at her wanton hole. Olivia was open mouthed herself as she admired her friends skillful, hands free, self impalement. With a one handed, under-thigh grip to spread herself, Trudy finally took a breath and croaked as millimeter after millimeter, ever so slowly disappeared into her aching cunt until full. Olivia could now feel Trudy's weight, the heat of her thighs and the graceful grinding of her hips as the friend's began to fuck.

Olivia drizzled her own saliva on her nipples and twirled and pulled at them as she watched Trudy ride the cock like a skilled cowgirl taming a wild stallion. Her upper back flexed and widened as she fingered her hair for a while. Olivia was desperate to hold her palm to the mesmerizing dimples of her back and feel her disciplined movement.

"Oh, that looks beautiful!" Olivia oozed.

"F u ck, it feels even better," Trudy replied.

The cock was fully embedded inside Trudy's cunt as she began to rock with increasing pace. "Oh, Liv... oh f u c k!" Trudy's lovemaking quickly became more erratic, wayward and inconsistent. Shorter, sharper and faster, then Trudy's vagina spasmed and pulsated. Her orgasm exploded pushing out the glossy, sticky cock from her pussy. What the... did she just squirt? Olivia wondered.

Trudy continued to buck her hips erratically, lost in her orgasm. "Mmm fk k Cumming!" Trudy croaked. Her body jolted and shuddered as she tortured herself, grazing the thick silicone cock violently up over her clit.

Olivia wished she could see her face as she came, her brow furrow, her nose wrinkle, her lips quiver as she winces at the pain, her eyes roll, her jaw drop as she delights in the pleasure.

"Fuck yes cum for me you beautiful, sexy bitch!" Olivia replied as she smoothed her hands softly across her back, hoping to add to the sensation.

"FUCK... that was a big one. Shit I needed that! That was incredible."

"Apparently so, that was almost instant."

"Oh, don't worry sweetie. I'm not done yet!" Trudy replied breathlessly.

"Mmm. You're soo fuking horny and such a cute cummer!" WOW.. she is wild!... what a naughty minx! Olivia mused.

The pair laughed as Trudy adjusted her stance and began to fuck herself again, swivelling her hips in a circular motion. Penetrating herself with just an inch or so at first. Olivia knew she was expertly stimulating the entrance to her vagina. Olivia slumped further down off the sofa and began to meet Trudy's strokes.

From the lower vantage point she could watch intently as she slowly and steadily eased more cock inside of her friend. The cocks girth flared halfway down the shaft which soon had Trudy moaning as it stretched her pussy wider. "Oh Liv... feels.. soo.....

From her friends breathing Olivia could tell that another orgasm was building inside her. Olivia couldn't see but could tell that Trudy was also stimulating herself, she decided it was now time to fuck.

"F u... so big!" Trudy said breathlessly. Olivia could no longer resist touching her body and cupped her palms on her hips to encourage her. Trudy croaked an appreciative moan and her skin erupted in goosebumps at her friend's touch and shuddered at a shiver down her spine. The reaction to her touch did not go unnoticed by Olivia, desperate to grope and explore but terrified to go too far.

"Oh fuck yes. Fuck Liv, that feels so good."

Mmn?... Interesting! Olivia thought. "You like my cock, baby?"

"Mm fuck yeah. I love your cock!"

From her lower perspective Olivia had a full view of the thick black cock thrusting up into Trudy's pussy as she held her steady in a squat position.

"Yes fuck me hard, fuck me Liv!"

Having never fucked anyone before it was difficult at first to maintain rhythm and pace. Olivia planted her feet firmly and fucked up into Trudy's pussy. She tentatively moved her hands and grabbed trudy by the ass cheeks, unable to resist their allure.

Moans and wails of gut churning pleasure, laboured grunts and strained groans were now a constant echoe, alongside the rhythmic slapping of thigh and ass flesh as they smacked together. She watched Trudy's hypnotic pussy lips as they snagged and dragged along the wet shaft of the cock on the upwards stroke.

Olivia's pussy gushed and leaked onto the sofa as she spread Trudy's ass cheeks and spotted her beautiful brown asshole. It was wet with her cum, bulging under her movement and gaping slightly from the girth and stretch of the cock in her pussy. Trudy yelped as Oliva gripped her thumbs into her cheeks, spreading them further apart, gaping it wider, distorting its shape.

"Oh that looks so beautiful!" She said almost with a whimper. The image made her fuck harder and faster as she mercilessly speared upwards into her friend's cunt.

"Oh yes-yes... fuck me like that, fuck that pussy!" Trudy spat through gritted teeth.

Her cummy juices quickly began to ooze down the shaft, coating the cock and Oliva's crotch. She was captivated at the sight of her tight pussy hole as it stretched and protruded, gripping the undulating veiny girth of the shaft, the stretched thin skin showing every detail. Trudy's soft pubic hair around her hole became matted together into creamy cum coated wisps.

"Fuck fu... Thats... yes yes," Trudy cried out. She didn't want this fuck to ever end but her pussy could no longer take it, suddenly she fell backwards onto Olivia. Trudy gasped breathlessly and began to wriggle and writhe atop of Olivia breasts, feeling her stiff nipples digging into her back. She grabbed Olivia's hands and brought them to her body.

Olivia was thrilled at the skin to skin contact, although it hadn't been in her mind that things would be so intimate. But the pair were now adrift of their friendship completely lost to each other in wild, insatiable, voracious fucking.

Trudy's hair intoxicated Olivia's senses with the fresh scent of a spring meadow as it draped across her face.

"Oh fuck yes!" Trudy gasped as Olivia's mouth instinctively moved to the soft perfumed skin of her friend. Trudy went wild as she sucked, nibbled and bit at the warm, tender skin of her neck. Trudy's arms wrapped around her, Pulling her tighter and closer.

Olivia lost control of any restraint she had. Her hands moved all over her best friend's body, feeling her taut belly and her heaving rib cage. Olivia squeezed her tits, as she sucked and nibbled at Trudy's earlobe. Her firm, taut little mounds felt amazing in her hands.

"Mmn, fuck, Liv... feels so good!"

"You're so fucking hot, so sexy. I want you fuck you every single day!" Olivia whispered into her ear.

Olivia groped and squashed Trudy's tits simultaneously. Pinching and pulling her nipples through her fingers and thumbs. She viciously scratched her nails across her skin, all over her body in a frenzied assault.

Olivia had now lost control, she slid her hands down her friend's body and forked her fingers through her wet pubes. She dragged her fingers up her pussy spreading Trudy's pussy juice all over her thighs, her belly and her tits. She pulled and rubbed her swollen labia, feeling her tight lips stretched around the cock. Trudy's legs suddenly thrust wide to accept the attention as she bucked and thrashed about on top of Olivia. The base of the cock pressed and rubbed against Olivia's clit with every tiny movement bringing her to the edge of orgasm.

Olivia's fingertips quickly found Trudy's hard, throbbing clit. She rubbed and circled, thrashing her fingers across it in a fury.

""Fuck. I'm gonna cum Liv!"

"Oh fuck, Me too... this is so fucking hot!"

"I'm... You're gonna make me squirt Liv!"

The cock was angled deep inside Trudy. She bucked as hard as she could and Olivia thrust as much as her hips would allow. The thick cock thrust upwards, rubbing and grazing Trudy's g-spot. The sounds became squelchy and wet and Olivia felt soaked between her legs.

"Cumming... cumming on your big cock, your big black fucking cock!"

Olivia devoured her friend's cunt like a feral animal. If this was to be the one and only time they fucked she wanted to make sure it was the best fucking cum of Trudy's life. Her fingers quickly became soaked, she felt splashes on her legs as she abused Trudy's swollen labia and clit with her flat fingers. Olivia felt Trudy's body stiffen and spasm as the pitter patter of her cum rained on Olivia's legs and soaked the carpet of the living room.

"Mmn fuck, yess! That's so fucking sexy!" Olivia blurted.

Olivia, in that moment wished the cock was real so she could feel Trudy's soaking, orgasming cunt pulsate around her shaft. She wished Trudy would make her lose control and shoot her thick cum deep inside her uterus.

Trudy lay catching her breath, panting, swirling in her orgasm on top of Olivia. Olivia continued to stroke her hands all over her body, kneading her little titties and teasing her nipples. She grazed her fingernails along the length of her arms, across her armpits, over her heaving ribcage and back to her breasts ensuring her orgasm tingled everywhere.

The pair lay in bliss for a moment or two, their breaths and their hearts impassioned and in unison.

"Fuck Liv... that was intense... incredible......

........ I think I may have squirted a bit?"

"Haha, no... you definitely squirted sweetie!"

Did you come too?" Trudy asked breathlessly.

"Almost. But that's OK, this wasn't about me sweetie. This was for you, remember," Olivia whispered into her ear.

"Oh you poor thing!"

"Honestly it's fi...

She hadn't even finished her reply and Trudy was up. The thick, heavy sickness cock flopped out of her spent, used pussy onto Olivia's belly with a splat, sticky and soaked in Trudy's cum. "Oh, look at the mess I've made of you!" She said mischievously.

"Look at the mess you've made of me!" she added as she stroked her fingers up her wet pussy.

Olivia lifted herself up on her elbows to look, noticing her wet shiney legs. Trudy fingered and fluffed up her soaked pubes. As she pulled at the hair Olivia swooned as she got her first glimpse of what she had felt on her fingers... Trudy's clit and pussy lips glistening in the light.

Trudy knelt down between Olivia's legs. "Is it OK to touch you?"

"Ha hu... erm... I think we're well past being polite, don't you?"

"Mm yeah, I guess we are!" she replied softly.

Her hands smoothed over Olivia's stockings, circling a manicured fingertip over the wetness. Slowly and so sexily she dipped her tongue to them, cleaning up the sporadic patches of her own cum.

Her eyes were so sexy and so full of mischief as she held Olivia's adoring gaze. Her soft tongue traced up her stockings in search of more cum, her tongue curling and lapping at the silky material. The tingles raced around Olivia's body and exploded in her vulva. Her mouth gaped open in the exhilarating anticipation as she reached bare skin. "Ha hmm," Olivia giggled in reply.

A breath escaped Olivia as she felt Trudy's breath. Her legs fell open, submitting to the heat of her soft, wet tongue as she cleaned the folds of Olivia's groin. Olivia lost Trudy's gaze for a split second, noting her side-eye glance at her pussy.

Oh fuck, I think she's going to lick my pussy. Is she going to lick my pussy? Olivia thought.

"Mmmn," Trudy mumbled as she eyed a puddle of squirt on the other leg, pooled in Olivia's groin.

Her lips tickled her skin as she puckered them, Olivia groaned "F... uc k k!" as she slurped it up and lapped Olivia's groin clean. Trudy mouthed the balls of Olivia's cock before taking it in her fingers. Her lips wrapped its base, sucking and slurping its veiny girth.

"Can I ask you something?" Trudy asked and then continued her blow-job slowly licking and kissing her way up the shaft. Her soft, seductive lips folded and wrinkled creating exquisite shapes as they pursed.

"Of course you can."

Olivia felt her juices escape her as she watched Trudy suck the cock. Her mouth followed her hand intenty as she wanked the cock tight in her fist, taking it into her mouth. her cheeks hollowed she sucked and lapped it clean. Olivia was captivated by the sounds she made while out of breath, the beautiful line of her jaw, the shapes her face made as she sucked the cock, the fun she was having and the obvious enjoyment she got from flaunting herself.

"Did that go as you had planned... or...?" she asked as she cleaned cum from her hand, savouring the taste of herself.

"Ooh... you're such a dirty bitch, I love it!... but, to answer your question... fuck no!"

"Didn't think so!" she teased.

Both Trudy's hands cupped the base of the cock as bobbed her head, taking the cock into her throat again. "You turn me on Liv!" Olivia was surprised to hear this, she had heard earlier but that was delirious, in the heat of the moment.

"Oh really? But I thought... you couldn't be gay or do lesb....

Olivia was then so taken aback she couldn't finish the sentence. Trudy had teased her thumbs under the crotch of the strap-on and began to caress her pussy mound. Trudy smiled with a glint in her eye but said nothing.

"Can I ask you something else?"

"Uh... of course," Olivia replied, somewhat distracted.

Olivia's jaw dropped open with a sharp intake of breath as Trudy nonchalantly stroked her thumbs over her clit. "Ha-hmm," she giggled as she stared into Olivia's eyes as she nibbled her lips over the shaft of the cock.

"Do... you have an ass fetish?" Trudy asked.

"I.. erm... well..."

"Be honest... you can tell me."

Trudy continued to stare intently at Olivia, evaluating, formulating as she smoothed the pad of her thumb over Olivia's clit, stroking lower raking up her slick juices and circling her pearly clit with the most delicate touch.

Olivia was becoming increasingly aroused and finding it difficult to think straight, never mind respond. Trudy laughed again in amusement as Olivia began to writhe and grind her thick ass against the sofa pleading for more with her hips.

Olivia stammered her breathy answer, "Y yes."

"Yes, what?"

"I... have an ass.. fetish! Mmmn fuck that feels so good!"

"Thought so," Trudy replied, as she slowly circled one thumb teasingly over Olivia's desperate pussy hole and the other on her clit. Olivia's eyes closed as her head fell back, readying herself for more. Desperate for penetration.

"Your ass in particular!" Olivia slurred. Trudy stopped sucking the cock to listen but held it and tickled it across her lips. "And your feet... and the cute wrinkles on your nose... and now how filthy you are... basically I have a Trudy fetish!"

Trudy teasingly increased the pressure on Olivia's pussy hole "My feet?" She questioned, moving her thumb in a downward swiping motion drawing out Olivia's juices and massaging them against her perineum.

"Sshi... y.. yhu they're.. cute!" Olivia stammered.

"Do you want to cum Olivia?"

"Oh... Fuck yes!..... please."

"Take this off!" she said as she dropped the cock to Olivia's tummy. "I want to see your pussy!"

Oh fuck Olivia thought. Those words were like heaven to hear. Oh my god is she really going to suck my pussy? She was so adamant she couldn't do 'lesbian' stuff.

The clips were clipped, the straps unstrapped and the cock lay nestled in the corner of the sofa within 5 seconds.

"Do you want me to take this off too?" Olivia asked, tugging at her bodice.

"Yes, everything. I want to see you naked!"

Olivia sensed that there was a power struggle playing out, both of them vying for dominance, both revelling in submission. She stripped herself of the bodice and kicked off her shoes quickly. Within that short time she had become nervous? anxious? excited? She wasn't sure which, but her heart was racing and her stomach was tumbling and adrenaline surged from her core to her fingertips.

Fuck, I've never had my pussy eaten by a woman before!... should I just lay down? Should I sit? fuck why am I so nervous? Oivua thought before suddenly realising she should probably try to be a bit more seductive.

Olivia rested back on the sofa casually, noting Trudy eyeing her big titties. She quickly and teasingly tucked her knees up high, blocking them from view with a smirk. She could feel how wet and loose she was between her legs as she nestled her heels up against her ass, pretending to be coy, hiding her aching pussy.

Trudy observed Olivia's new... self conscious demeanor as she knelt at her feet... watching... her eyes alert, darting, flicking from one focus to another, surveying all the body parts she doesn't usually see. She lingered a while on her pussy. Mmm, that looks yummy. Fuck thats a big pussy!.

Slowly Olivia began to smooth her stockings down her legs to the knee, simultaneously revealing her creamy white thighs. Then, in trying to be seductive she daintily crossed her legs at the ankle and raised them at the knee, pointing her toes imperiously toward Trudy, demanding that she do the rest of the work.

Olivia first offered one elegantly poised foot, leaving the other to dangle nonchalantly. Trudy, also aware of the silent dispute for control obediently obliged albeit with a vexed expression. Olivia watched on pompously as Trudy smoothed both of her hands across the silky fabric, one on the inner side, one one the outer. She appreciated the shape of her calf with a trace of her fingertips, then gathered the stocking into her palms. Her fingers extended toward Olivia's mid thigh and with a devilish glare she dug her fingernails into her flesh and raked them down her leg.

"OWWUH... You fucking bitch!"

"Oh sorry, was that too rough for you?"

The friends scowled at each other. Olivia felt a rush of adrenaline as she did when Trudy choked her as she fingered the stinging scratch marks on her thigh. She played coy and timid but internally her arousal was rising. She was anxious to offer her other foot to Trudy but did so... bluntly and abruptly, with a confrontational glare.

The pair were locked in a gaze, both testing the other. Trudy, again, subserviently took Olivia's foot gently in her hand, fondling her toes for a second before smoothing her hands up her leg. Again, she caressed her calf with an adoring squeeze. Olivia's breaths increased in pace as she moved higher. Trudy slowly gathered the silky fabric into her palms, the intensity was palpable, she paused.... waited.

Olivia was wide eyed, and hyper-focused, noting Trudy's flaring nostrils, the eye lid twitching the wicked curl at the corner of her mouth.. the tell-tale signs of her excitement. Trudy's demeanor however was a masquerade of angelic innocence. Olivia's breaths are shallow and sharp, evidence of her distress. This delighted and amused Trudy, she held her there... lingering in the tension.

Trudy's attack was quick, and ruthless, like a skilled assassin. Like a feral cat her nails went in mercilessly, deep and high in the thigh, gouging and dragging across her tender flesh. Oliva knew it was coming but the rush from hanging in the uncertainty of when was so thrilling, like endorphins injected directly into the veins. The anticipation of the pain infused with the pleasure was so arousing it took her to the edge of an orgasm.

Olivia thrashed about the sofa, pulling her legs away from Trudy cowering into the sofa. "Ahhh.. F F.. uck! You fucking bitch!" She spat, through gritted teeth as she clutched her thigh to sooth the instant welts. Trudy basked in her trauma, her pupils wide and her pulse rapid in the excitement. Callously unsympathetic to Olivia's whimpering.

"Sorry did I catch you with my nails there, I'm so sorry.... Here, let me kiss it better." The sarcasm wasn't lost on Olivia, who offered a sarcastic smile in response.

Olivia stubbornly resisted Trudy's attempts to open her legs. "Ahh, have I upset you?" Trudy asked, with a mocking pet lip, quickly followed by a face awash with contempt. "OPEN THEM NOW!"

Olivia relaxed and let her legs fall open slowly. Too slowly for Trudy's liking. "C'mon quicker!" She commanded. "Wider... show me your fucking pussy you fucking whore!!" Olivia gasped as Trudy pushed her legs open wide at the knee. "There, that wasn't so difficult was it?" She added, with a soft, soothing tone and a loving caress to her knees.

"Wow... well look at you all naked and magnificent... oh wow... that pussy!"

In no way was Olivia ashamed of her body but nevertheless Olivia felt a flush rise up from her neck and redden her face, she felt vulnerable and yielding as her body was inspected. This did not go unnoticed by Trudy and took it and accepted the victory with a shrewd smirk.

Without a word Trudy tickled a fingertip gently around the areola of Olivia's left nipple, it immediately responded. She traced the tiny wrinkles of her cleavage before circling her right nipple, then grazing it with a flick of her claw as it stiffened.

Olivia's eyes had closed, she was lost. For some time now she had longed to be the focus of Trudy's attention; her body was tingling all over and shrouded in goosebumps. Trudy followed a crease line across her tummy to the curve of her thick hip.

"I love the colour of you so creamy. You look so pure and virginal." Olivia's pussy was soaked at the scrutiny; she could feel her juices trickling to her asshole as Trudy's fingertip inched slowly toward her ache. "... So beautiful."

The skin of her groin, where Olivia got those sexy creases between thigh and tummy were sticky and moist and hot under Trudy's touch. Olivia gasped as she teasingly followed the outline of her full bush, her pussy mound was soft and plump, her hair was long but not unkempt.

That is a big fuckin pussy! Fuck... I love it! She thought. "I love your pussy."

Trudy twirled a finger in and around her soft brown curls following them down to the heat around her trimmed outer labia, unable to resist prodding their soft, succulent appearance. "This is a magnificent looking pussy you have...

Mmm... quite the mouthful!"

Trudy then focused on the prize. Inspecting Olivia's dusky, thick, heavy pussy lips.. and they were a sight to behold. They protruded from her cunt; surely enough to chafe against her thighs without panties Trudy thought. Her jagged, meaty folds hugged eachother tightly, her long clitoral shaft was taut in her arousal, and the pearly nub of her clit was large and throbbing with her pulse. Olivia's pussy looked battered and used but magnificent nonetheless.

"Spread it for me!"

Olivia was so lost in her head, squirming under Trudy's eyes she's didn't hear the command. "W wha?" she stammered.

"SPREAD! IT! FOR! ME! You fucking dirty whore!"

Olivia looked to the heavens and bit at her lip at the humiliation of being so easily controlled and her shameful, surprising enjoyment of the verbal abuse. She peeled her lips apart, opening herself up to Trudy's inspection, powerless to resist such was her desperation to get off.

"WIDER!" Olivia's pussy lips paled at her pinching fingertips as she stretched and pulled her lips wide open. Trudy smiled a sadistic smile upon Olivia's submission, revelling in her perverse treatment of her friend.

Trudy lent into Olivia's thighs and ran her soft, hot tongue across her welt marks offering her a rewarding kiss to each of them for her compliance.

Olivia uncontrollably released a sharp gasp as she felt Trudy's breath on her pussy. Trudy was close, close enough smell her musky sweet scent, she smiled as she backed off as Olivia raised her hips trying to make contact.

"I think you want me to lick your pussy... don't you... you dirty slut!" Trudy teased, her hot breath sending Olivia wilde and making her juices gush. Trudy withstood the temptation to feel the texture of Olivia's rubbery folds.

"Oh fuck yes... please!"

The inside of Olivia's pussy was a furious pink, wet and glistening. Trudy mused at her distended clit, almost the shape of the glans of a penis, pulsing and begging. Trudy desperately wanted to poke a stiff tongue into her piss hole to taste the remnants of her last urination, desperate to tickle a finger across the texture of her rubbery folds.

"Do you want me to suck your big clit? Pull on your huge, slutty flaps with my lips?" Fucking dirty bitch is getting off on being called names, Trudy speculated. "Delve my tongue deep into you DIRTY, NASTY hole?" she teased.

"Oooh oh jesus," Olivia replied as Trudy watched open mouthed and salivating at the sight of Olivia's viscous juices running from her hairy hole and trickling into the crack of her ass.

"Play with your cunt for me!"

Olivia responded with another attempt to persuade Trudy to mouth her pussy with the buck of her hips.

"DON'T make me ask you again!" Trudy berated her with a stinging hand slap to Olivia's inner thighs.

Trudy released her grip and began circling her clit, her hard nub slipped and slid under her fingertips. Trudy was mesmerized by Olivia's cunt hole, it pulsated and twitched oozing yet more pussy juice. And her lips as they danced and jiggled as she masturbated in a fury.

"Who's pussy is this?" Trudy quizzed, quickly followed by a mouthful of spit. Olivia immediately felt it splatter across her pussy and her belly. "Oh fuck!... w.. wha," Olivia queried.

"WHO'S PUSSY IS THIS?" she berated... again followed with a stinging slap to the thighs.

"Ahhgh.. FUCK. Yours... it your pussy, Trudy.

"Well done, now you're getting how this works." Trudy smiled, eyeing the welt marks of her hands reddening on her thighs.

"You like that slut? You like it when I treat you like a dirty whore don't you!"

"Yes."

"LOUDER!"

"YES!... I LOVE IT."

"You want me to taste you now? Put my tongue inside your dirty cunt and get your slutty cum all over my face?"

"Oh fuck yes... I beg you please."

"Well I'm not going to do that!"

Olivia suddenly stopped moving, giving herself a second to register Trudy's word's. She quickly propped herself up on her elbows, breathless and disheveled. "What the fuck!" she panted as she puffed at the hair snagged on her eyelash.

Oh, wow she looks super gorgeous. Trudy thought seeing her friend so flustered and bemused.

"But I was enjoying that... I thought you were going to...

"I know you did... I made you think that I was going to."

Olivia replied as she moved up onto one hand, frantically brushing her hair from her face with the other, "Erh... yes... you did?"

For the second time that day Trudy was completely flustered, perplexed and somewhat tongue-tied. She sat there staring dreamily at Olivia, her eyes glazed, her mouth hung open.

.... now THAT is a sexy woman.

She was confused as to if Olivia had always been so sexy and stunningly attractive? Or was she seeing her in a different light now that she'd fucked her, like suffering some bizarre version of Stockholm syndrome.

Trudy's eyes scanned over Olivia's angelic, cherub-like features, mapping them, logging them. She noticed Olivia's heart was racing, her carotid pulsed in her rage. Quick too was her breathing, her neck muscles and clavicles were prominent under her shallow breaths. She watched beautiful lines form around her mouth as her lips slowly parted, her tongue as it moistened the soft plump mounds as she spoke. Trudy could see her mouth moving, but was either unable to fathom the words or uninterested in words for a moment.

Olivia had stirred something deep inside, something unexpected in Trudy. She was shaken, not often was she caught off guard but it appeared that this woman, her friend, had sparked something deep inside her, something that had been buried deep for so long. Was it simply lust or the first signs of love? Trudy departed those thoughts as quickly as they had arrived.

She watched Olivia's movements, in some sort of whimsical astral slow motion as she fingered the cascading hair from her face in a vague attempt at a restyle. She eyed the two day growth of hair in her delicate armpit and wondered at its scent. Her magnificent breasts, full and pendulous, quaked as they crashed into one another as she moved into an upright position, perched on the edge of the sofa. Her nipples, puckered and taut in her fury.

Trudy lusted over her body, soft and womanly, noticing the trio of little beauty spots decorating her ribcage like a constellation. Her sensual curves were the epitome of femininity, the lines at her hips, the delectable rimple that ended her tummy partially hidden by her pubic hair.

Trudy felt her arousal kick in again upon seeing droplets of Olivia's arousal clinging like dew and cum soaked wisps of her bush. Her glorious labia hanging from her unashamedly like swaths of opulent fabric, crowned with an extraordinary clitoris proudly glistening in the light.

Trudy could hear Olivia's muffled words somewhere in the background of her utopia. "Why?" Olivia asked. Trudy's senses realigned, she cleared her throat to compose herself, to bring herself back to the room.

"Yes, yeah."

"What do you mean, yes?" Olivia scorned.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"I asked why you did that, tease me like that..... Are you ok Trudy?"

"Oh, just because I'm a bitch!...

... don't be too disappointed sweetie. We have to leave some things unexplored, some things for tomorrow." Trudy replied with a cheeky grin..."I.. do have a naughty idea though!"

"Oh?" Olivia replied as she watched Trudy sit on her ass, hugging her legs.

"That was crazy huh?... what we just did. I mean.. the two of us... we're friends," Trudy said before pausing for what seemed an eternity to Olivia, her heart was beating into her throat.

"I guess?" Uh oh, this isn't sounding good! Sounds like regret!... but why talk about tomorrow's if... Olivia thought, feeling herself deflate, she looked down to her feet as she listened, already hearing the words of rejection.

"So fucking hot... incredible!... look at me Liv."

Olivia looked up to see Trudy resting her weight back on one hand, her feet planted, her legs wide open, her other hand at her pussy.

"And I mean LOOK at me! I know you've been thinking of me, what my body looks like naked... fantasizing about me at night. How we would make love, how we'd fuck!"

Olivia felt her arousal heat up and tingle at her vulva. She watched Trudy teasingly played with her pussy, her lip quivered a little and her jaw dropped as she curled her middle finger into herself. She stared intently at Olivia... goading her, teasing her. "I know you've imagined how my pussy looks... how it tastes... maybe?" Her tongue met her fingers before they were even at her mouth, as though desperate and eager to devour her taste. Her eyes closed in appreciation of her sapidity.

"Oh fuck!" Olivia whispered to herself as she witnessed, by far, the most erotic moment of her entire life.

"Do you like my pussy?"

Olivia looked over her body, focusing on her pussy, despite having already burned the sight of it into her memory. The perfection of her body was matched in her pussy. Olivia had an unlimited pallette in her imaginings of Trudy's pussy, but yet nothing she had painted in her twisted fantasies compared to the reality in front of her.

An immaculately shaped strip of untamed wisps of soft mahogany brown pubic hair sheltered the moist pink flesh of her inner labia. Her lips were edged in a dusky, darker tone, and immaculately folded with an elegance and a symmetry only mother nature could conjure.

Olivia slurped and swallowed her salivation. "Y... ye... erm yes. It's... the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen! Erm... not, not that I've seen a lot of pussies."

"You have thought about it a lot, thought about us... together."

"No I erh... I haven't. I haven't thought of you... in that way. Until just the other... and I," Olivia stammered. She thanked the lord for the fading light that hid her flush red face.

"You're lying to me, c'mon don't be shy. You can tell me. I want you to. Tell me how you've fingered yourself to all the depraved thoughts you've had in your bed at night. Tell me all the nasty things you've done to my pussy."

Olivia suddenly felt hot and embarrassed, Trudy had seen through Olivia's charade of 'trying to help out a friend'. Trudy was no fool regarding attraction, love, lust, passion or desire; she was just out of practice. She had noticed Olivia's behavioural change towards her in recent weeks. Her flirtatious 'accidental' cleavage flash, a lingering touch, a longing gaze; after all, the body never lies. And now she was probing for a confession, encouraging Olivia's truth, but nevertheless enjoying her anguish.

"Tell me," Trudy said breathlessly as she began to play with her pussy. Teasing her body with a delicate touch of her fingertips, a reassuring gaze at Olivia.

"I em.. I.. wanted to touch you. Touch it, lick it."

"NO... no. C'mon, you can do better than that... tell me the truth Liv. This thing can only work between us with the truth, with honesty. Anything else is just an impetuous fling.

Suddenly Olivia was alert, her ears pricked and her heart skipped a beat.

WOH! Did I just hear what I think I heard?... did she just say US... like as a thing??? Oh god yess! She thought.

"I erm.. a-hem... ok... I..." Olivia stammered. She relaxed and closed her eyes and selected one of the many, many fantasies she had imagined and catalogued. "Oh god... it feels so bad to say out loud. Ok. when I go to bed at night, I think of you, I imagine doing dirty, nasty things.

"... you tell me you've had a frustrating day at work with a text message on your way home from work, y'know... because we're

... together..."

"Is that what you want?" Trudy interrupts.

"More than I've ever wanted anything!" Olivia blurts impulsively and quickly blushes at her unintended admission.

"... I reply to your message with some naughty topless pics, my cleavage, squeezing my titties together, pulling my nipples.... you love my big titties and before long your pussy is soaked, leaking into your panties."

Olivia smiles at Trudy's reply "Oohh.. I do love your big titties!"

She tentatively opens her eyes in delight to find Trudy writhing on the floor, fondling her pert little mounds.

Olivia continues with a wry smile, encouraged by Trudy's enjoyment.

"... You come thundering through the door, desperate to get your hands on me to find me laying on the floor, naked, waiting. There are no words exchanged... you know what I want... I know what you need."

Seeing Trudy's gasping and writhing on the floor abusing herself is distracting to say the least. Olivia can't resist her own pussy as she watches Trudy pulling, painfully hard on her nipples.

"... You look so fucking sexy, your hair is in a loose up-do, showing your delicious neck. You're wearing a pencil skirt, it hugs your hips and your ass soo tight.... so silly... I know you don't even wear those. You remove your jacket and undo your blouse, but don't remove it. You unfasten your convenient front fastening bra. Normally you like to tease me with your breasts and your panties, but today you're so desperate to get off you remove them and quickly hitch up your tight, tight skirt around your waist."

"... You stand astride my head, in close, standing on my hair, pulling it at the root. I gasp at the pain, but that just amuses you. I'm trapped, there, yours to use until you have finished with me."

"Ooh Fuck, that's soo fuckin hot!" Trudy replies breathlessly.

"... I feel your calf muscles tighten as you teeter on your heels. You squat down towards my face."

"Mmn... I can picture it... fuck yes!"

"... My fingers are already soaked inside myself at the prospect. Your pussy is loose and slack, gaping open, begging. I see your asshole pucker and bulge as you squat deeper."

"Mmm, you dirty girl. So horny!" Trudy croaked, her fingers now furiously circling her clit.

"... Teasingly you stop short of contact, millimeters, tormenting us both. I can now see how wet you are. I can smell your cunt, musty and sweaty!"

"Oh... fuck yes, yes!"

"... Your pussy lips jiggle as you steady yourself.... finally my tongue wiggles its way through your wet folds, my lips grappling at your labia, wanting more."

"Fuck yes! Taste my pussy, my pissy, dirty pussy... fuck thats so nasty!"

"... You can't resist anymore and sink to my face. I feel the graze of your wet pubes on my cheeks, the heat, the silky slickness of your lips enveloping mine as you suffocate me with your pussy!"

"Ahhh, yes... eat my pussy... eat it!"

"... Wet cunt smothers my face. I moan and groan breathlessly into your pussy. You grind and writhe your hips, rubbing your juices and your scent all over until your cum coats my face."

"F F... I'm c u m m ing.... fuck... keep going, keep going!"

"... You rub on your clit in a fury and start to cum... your juices spill and run down my face as I struggle to drink them down."

"Uh uhh... cumming.....

..... fukn... so.... nasty... fuk... I love it!" Trudy stammers in between her panting.

"... I can't breathe. I'm so turned on, to serve you, to satisfy you. My body stiffens under you and I cum so fucking hard. The muffled cries of my orgasm are lost into your pussy."

"Wow... Olivia Bennet.... you dirty, dirty girl.... mmm, that was amazing! I love it.... what happens next?"

"That's it... usually!"

"Awwh?" Trudy replied, shifting her position. "Well.... maybe you could continue it now, make it up, right now. I love the way you describe fucking. SO dirty, I wanna hear how nasty you can be... could you do that?... for me?" She knelt in front of Olivia joining her hands in prayer, a picture of innocence and purity.

"Mmm... oh?" Olivia thought, nibbling at her lip. "... well... erm... maybe,

"... You shuffle down as your cumming slows. Your puckered asshole is teasingly close, pulsing, taunting me, beating in your orgasm."

"You mean this asshole?" Trudy replies playfully as she suddenly spins around. Her face to the floor, her ass high, her ass cheeks spread and splayed wide open.

"Oh ffuck.. yes!" Olivia's jaw drops at the sight and is unable to keep her hands from her drooling cunt. Her legs lift up and back, tucking her arms in front for unhindered access to her pussy. She attacks her pussy, desperate to cum, rubbing her labia side to side, circling intently as she watches Trudy stretch and pull at her asshole.

"... I tickle at it with my tongue, straining and stretching to get at it."

"Fuck, that looks so good!" Olivia weeps.

"... You lower down onto me and I moan and whimper as I lap and slobber at your holes. Poking my stiff tongue at your tight asshole, trying to open it and get inside you."

"Open me like this?" Trudy replies as she slips a middle finger into her asshole.

"Oh fuck yes... finger your fucking ass for me!... push it in... stretch it open!" Olivia spat angrily and slides her two middle fingers easily into her cunt hole immediately thrusting them in and out, stabbing in a fury.

"... suddenly you ask me to stop... stop Liv, stop please... you're gonna make me pee!... I ignore you and ravage at your gaping asshole, spitting, sucking, biting."

"OH YESSS... fuck!" Trudy gasps and suddenly fingers herself in a frenzy.

".. fuck I'm gonna cum."

"Mmm... me too.."

"... You start to panic and beg me, "... LIV, stop please... please... I'm,"

"... Do it. Do it... piss on me! You dirty bitch... fucking piss all over me Trudy! I say. I grab your thighs and lock you to me. Your face is contorted, Your breathing, panicked. You can't hold it in any longer."

"Oommf Fuck, you dirty bitch!" Trudy said, her words, muffled and mumbled in her state. " Uh.. cumm...

"... I feel your hot piss on my tits, trickling from you at first, it runs off them, pooling in my neck. Then... you hold open your flaps and allow yourself to piss."

".. fuk fuk... I'm cumminggg..." Trudy groans. Olivia watches her body judder and jolt in a huge orgasm. The sight of her friend spasmodically writhing on the floor is enough to push her to the brink. Olivia's eyes begin to roll as her own orgasm builds rapidly as she continues.

"... A powerful hot jet of piss jets and squirts against my tits, splashing my face, covering my belly. The sound is incredible as it leaves your hole and blasts against my skin."

"Oh... yesss!"

Olivia's juices start to splash and squirt onto her thighs and belly as she plunders her fingers into herself. Suddenly moaning breaths stop. Her face reddens in her violent self abuse. She strokes her fingers in a blur across her stiff clit, attacking her cunt. Her vagina starts to pulse and bulge, her own asshole twitches as her orgasm starts. Her cum splashes and squirts....

Suddenly the room echoed with a prolonged guttural groan.

"U H... P FF U U K K!!" Olivia blurted. An angry release from the depths of her core.

A thick heavy stream of squirt spurts from her pussy splashing and spraying, drenching and covering Trudy's back.

"OH FUCK YES YES YESSS!" Trudy wailed in excited surprise as she was soaked with her friends cum. Another and another as Olivia's explosive orgasm continues. Jets of squirt fall like heavy rain on her friend's ass and legs. "Oh god.. yes... yes... wow that feels fucking amazing. You fucking sexy bitch!"

They lay in the corona of their euphoria, their glow slowly dissipates.

Olivia slumped on the sofa, Trudy collapsed at her feet on the floor. Exhausted. Broken.

The only sound is of their abating breath, what little light there is highlights heaving breasts, weary limbs and moist, sticky skin.

Olivia was yet unsure what this meant for their relationship even more unsure of what Trudy thought. Was it the start of something beautiful, something special, an evermore bond of two souls or was it the end. An impulsive afternoon never to be forgotten, but never again spoken of.

"Hu.... hu ha.. huhaha... shit... soo...

what happens now?" blurted Olivia suddenly, feeling awkward and anxious in the silence.

"Huha.. huhaha... fuck knows?" Trudy giggled. The friends spent the next few moments in sporadic, fitful sniggering.

Well.... I'm covered in cum! you're covered in cum! We're a sticky, sweaty mess...

... shall we have a bath... I Think we need bath

.... and we definitely need to talk!.

... to be continued.