I'm making pancakes with my best friend who I've had a huge crush on forever. We're in her massive kitchen that has two islands and four ovens because she's ultra rich. We've made a massive mess and there's flour absolutely everywhere and we're laughing so hard that we're doubling over, clutching our stomachs.
"Come on we need to actually make the pancakes," I giggle, standing up straight and grabbing a bag of caster sugar. I pick up the scales which somehow ended up on the floor and set them on the work surface. I lean over the counter and scroll down on her phone, looking for the recipe and start weighing out 50 grams. Bella reaches over me and takes the can of whipped cream that's sitting in a puddle of melted cream and squirts some in her mouth.
"Ok, ok." She says, her mouth full of whipped cream. She turns around and goes over to the fridge to get the eggs and I hear her clattering around. The fridge door shuts and she comes back over, setting the eggs down on the worktop next to me. I go to take one out the carton but I stop when I feel her hands slide around my waist. She rests her head on my shoulders and whispers something in my ear so quiet I barely catch it.
"I want you,"
My body stills at her words and I blush a deep red. I can't actually believe this is happening. I lean into her and slowly grind against her waist. She lets out a breathy moan and a flood of moisture soaks my panties. I turn around so that I'm facing her and she kisses me. Her soft lips pressed gently against mine, her hand caressing my jaw and it's so soft, so sweet, everything I ever dreamed. She kisses me harder and pushes me up onto the counter, shoving aside the bowls and ingredients. I run my fingers through her long, dark hair, marvelling and how it slips through my fingers. I pull my mouth from hers and take a gasp of air. I stare into her gorgeous green eyes that have starred in every dirty dream I've had about us. Her pink lips are swollen, I run my fingers along them and then cup her cheek. She leans into my palm, her eyes never straying from mine.
"Come with me," I whisper. She picks me up off the worktop and if she wasn't holding me I would've fallen over because my legs have turned into noodles. I stand up on my own - just about and take her hand, leading her to her bedroom.
She pushes open her door and I spin around just before she shoves me onto her bed. I squeal in delight as she jumps on top of me, her knee nudging my pussy and starts kissing me again. This time with more passion, she nicks my lower lip and the pain sends a jolt of electricity right to my throbbing pussy. I rub against her knee in between my legs, desperate to stave off the ache. I groan in frustration, needing more friction. She makes her way down my body and slips her hands under my T-shirt, I arch my back, letting her unclip my bra. She throws it onto the floor and cups each of my breasts, kneading them.
I moan and rub my pussy harder against her knee but my jeans are too thick. I start to unbuckle them, practically humping her thigh at this point, but she grabs my hand before I can start pulling them down. I whine at her, trying to pull my hands out of hers, but her grip is surprisingly strong.
"Please," I beg, tears forming in my eyes at how desperate I am. Bella pulls her hand from my tits and pulls my T-shirt over my head. Finally, she reaches for the waistband of my jeans and pulls them down painfully slow until they land on the floor with a gentle plop.
She slips her hand into my soaked panties and I cry out when her fingers make contact with my pussy. She starts to rub up and down, too slow. I grind against her, needing the friction, she slides one finger into my entrance and a loud moan escapes my lips. My inner walls squeeze around her. She pulls the finger out and I whine at the loss, until she pushes it into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around her finger, tasting myself, sour with a hint of sweet. I suck at it and she pulls it out my mouth with a pop.
She pulls my panties off and smashes her face onto my pussy, licking and sucking. It was all so sudden that a moan gets lodged in my throat and all I can do is arch my back into her, grinding shamelessly against her face. She drags her tongue up and down my folds and sucks at my clit. It feels absolutely amazing and I'm so fucking close, I don't know how I've held out this long. Her other hand suddenly finds my neck squeezing hard, her nails digging into my skin, choking me. I can feel the orgasm nearing, she plunges two fingers deep inside me and curls them. I orgasm with a keening cry, wave upon wave of pleasure racking through my body as she pumps her fingers in and out of my pussy and pulls her hand away from my neck allowing me to breathe, the air sweet in my lungs, until I can't take anymore and I pull away from her, folding into myself and hugging my knees to my chest.
She gets off the bed and pads over to her adjoining bathroom. I hear the tap running and the wringing of a flannel, she walks back in and presses a warm cloth against my sensitive pussy, cleaning me up. Then she lies down in the bed next to me and starts stroking my hair as I fall asleep with the woman of my dreams lying right next to me.
Here you go ml's, sorry I haven't posted in a while
Don't be a silent reader 😉💖
XoXo
