GOOD GIRL [18+] | Horny Holidays 02 √

03

AUGUST

     Once Betty's orgasm subsided. She pushes me softly and opens the bedside drawer. She pulls out the purple vibrator that happens to be the first toy we bought together.

     “Put that pussy against mine.” she urges me. I follow her command and put my legs in between hers. Both our wet pussies touching and we moan in unison at the slippery friction.

     I press experimentally, and the rough texture of the blond triangle mounting her and rubbing on the hood of my clit makes my eyes roll back.

     Betty pulls at my ass encouraging my actions. “Harder,” she demands breathlessly. Tribbing is something we don't do often but it feels right, to have us together this way.

     The sound of soft vibrations makes the small hairs at the back of my neck stand up and my belly curls with anticipation. “Up,” Betty says, watching our cunts rub with fascination.

     I raise on my knees and watch her lower the vibrator down on her clit. Her head throws back at the friction and love for this woman assault my senses. “Show me how mad you are at me.”

     Betty murmurs, regret blankets her eyes, asking forgiveness for getting together with another girl. But I don't care enough about Jamie to hold a grudge against my lady.

     I grunt at the vibration against me as I lower my cunt down on the vibrator. Both of us press our pussies together, loving the soft but intense movement. The smell of sex occupy the room, reminding me of how it was every day before Betty went away for college.

     My orgasm crest and my thighs shake unable to stop as my cunt pulses begging for something to clench on. Seeming to know what I need, Betty reaches back and enters me, shaking her fingers inside of me in a circular motion, touching all of my nerve endings.

     “Oh, fuck. Yes, yes. Cum with me, babe.” I beg, riding harder. “Please.”

     She sobs and pulls me with her free hand. Seeing her so lost in me, makes my arousal peak so hard. Our cries are loud and I'm pretty sure the whole house hears us, but I care so little to stop.

     Our naked and sweaty bodies shake against each other, I collapse down on her. Closing my eyes at the exhaustion that urges my body to rest. I press small gentle kisses on her face, leading down her jaw and neck.

     I suck at the sensitive skin and she giggles, “Are you leaving hickeys on me, babe?” She tries sounding indignant but I hear the smile and lingering satisfaction on her voice.

     “I want to mark you. So the world knows your mine.”

      “I am yours.” she whispers, pushing some of my braids back, “I'm sorry.”

      Shaking my head, I take her lips on mine. Our nipples rub against each other and arousal starts to stir inside of me. I push it off and focus on Betty. We have so much to talk about.

     “How's school, really?” she asks, burying her face on my neck. As if afraid of my answer. Remorse makes me close my eyes. I've ignored her calls for months once I learned that she found herself a girlfriend.

     “It's going great. I've heard from a couple of universities.”

     This news brightens her, she sits up, her breasts swaying and I moan. Closing my eyes, the need to touch her getting stronger by the second. “Which universities?”

     “Doesn't matter, I already know which school I want to go to.” I stop and she releases a frustrated groan.

      “So? Which university?” she slaps my belly softly and I chuckle.

     “NYU.”

     She gasps and pulls me in a seating position, “are you serious? I will kill you if this is a joke.”

     Laughing at the giddy expression on her face, I pull her to me and press my lips on hers in a fleeting kiss. I tried to deepen it but she's too impatient to know my answer. Betty pushes me away, looking at me expectantly, “Tell me this isn't a joke.” she pleads.

     I shrug just to mess with her. She groans and pulls me back to her, kissing me like there's no tomorrow. Both of us are breathless when we break apart and I smirk. “It's not a joke.”

     Betty squeals in delight and attacks my lips with fervor.

     With her being at the Columbia University, we only have a few minutes between us. College is going to be so awesome.

     “You should probably talk to Jamie,” I murmur against her neck. Wrapping my arms around her small frame tightly.

     “I will, ” she answers with a sigh, pressing a kiss on my forehead while playing with my braids, “Tomorrow. Right now, I'm getting addicted to you. I missed you too much.”

     “You know, I love you.”

     “I love you too.”

     I smile brightly at her, pressing my lips on hers for a quick peck. I settle under beside her, snuggling as close as I can.

     We fall asleep with smiles on our faces. Indulging in the heat of each other's bodies. Letting the sense of rightness simmer and settle.