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Sammy crashed down onto the beanbag, wriggling her butt to make herself comfortable. She held out a hand to Valentina, silently asking for a glass of wine. The stunning, olive-skinned brunette poured a glass of rose and handed it over.

Sammy watched Valentina carefully as she stepped past her to take her own seat. Val always dressed to impress, even for a chill girls’ night like tonight. While Sammy was already in her pyjamas – a pale blue footless onesie – Val’s slender figure was hugged by a pink sweater dress that left her shoulders uncovered. The sleeves were long but the hem stopped halfway down her thighs, and the snug fit accentuated her breasts.

Sammy looked at her with a mix of lust and envy. Val was gorgeous: slim but with impressive breasts and a cute butt, and long, lithe legs.

Maeve fussed in the kitchen, dithering over her own drink. She was a G she was close enough to smell how turned on this was making Maeve.

As Maeve delicately stepped out from her underwear, Sammy carefully placed it on the pile of her clothes.

“There we are,” she said, looking into her friend’s blue eyes. “Perfect.”

They stood there, looking at each other, for a long moment before Val interrupted.

“Are you two gonna stare at each other all night, or are we gonna watch the film?”

*

The movie was as fun as they all remembered. Val lay back on the sofa, greedily taking the whole thing up as she knocked back her wine, while Sammy happily glugged on hers while spreadeagled on her beanbag. Only Maeve seemed less than relaxed, sipping her G a larger blue one; and an astonishingly thick purple one; plus a fat, black dong that looked about nine inches long, along with a bottle of lube.

“Jesus, you just had those lying around?” said Val.

“No, I keep them in my draw by my bed. They’ve got to be accessible, you never know when you’ll need them.” She looked at them both seriously. “Here’s the deal: Val, if you kiss Maeve – properly kiss her – then we can all play with these. Maeve, that does mean I’m going to stick this up your arse,” she added, waving the smaller plug.

“Have those all… been inside you?” asked Maeve, blushing harder than ever.

“Well, Escort not today they haven’t. But yes. I don’t really use the little one anymore though. So, you up for it?”

“Um… I guess…” whispered Maeve, not sure what she was letting herself in for.

“Val?” said Sammy, turning to her gorgeous friend on the sofa, who was biting her lip uncertainly.

“Can… can I have the big one?” she said eventually, unable to take her eyes off it.

“Of course you can,” smiled Sammy, looking forward to seeing how well her friend could take it. “But first, I want you kiss that gorgeous girl there.”

Val shrugged and stood up, moving over to Maeve. She reached out to her, taking her hand, guiding her to her feet. Maeve was the taller of the two, and Val looked up at her, holding her gaze with her own. She ran her right hand through Maeve’s auburn hair, gently tilting her head as she reached up. Their lips met, gently and unsurely at first, slowly becoming more passionate. It was Maeve who slipped her tongue into Val’s mouth, which surprised Sammy, who was watching intently. Before long, their tongues were running over each other. Maeve’s hands dropped from Val’s waist to her bottom, grasping her cheeks. This went one for several minutes, Sammy becoming increasingly turned on, until finally they parted, leaving them both looking flustered.

“…fuck,” breathed Sammy, after a minute’s heavy silence.

Val turned round to look at her, immediately noticing the dark patch that had formed at her crotch.

“Enjoyed that, did you?” she asked, sardonically.

“That was SO hot,” breathed Sammy. “I am so fucking turned on right now.”

“You’re not the only one,” whispered Maeve.

“OK then,” said Val, turning back to the blushing Maeve, “time for your first anal experience.”

Maeve’s eyes widened in panic.

“I can’t! I’m sorry, I just, I just can’t!”

“It’s OK,” said Sammy, “you don’t need to do anything you don’t want to.”

“But she has to do something in return,” pointed out Val.

“Oh, like you didn’t enjoy that kiss,” said Sammy.

“That’s not the point. I did my dare, now Maeve has to do one.”

“Fine,” Bayan Escort said Maeve, “just… think of something else.”

“Tell us what you secret, dirty little kink is,” said Val, crossing her arms and holding Maeve’s gaze once again.

“OK,” signed Maeve, blushing even more. “It’s… it’s cum. I like cum. Like, on me. Especially my face.”

“Nice!” laughed Val. “You nasty little slut!”

“Maeve, I’m totally with you on that one,” said Sammy. “I fucking love being jizzed on. Oh my god, you have to see this!” she cried, suddenly overexcited. She grabbed her phone and flicked through until she found the right picture, before showing it, proudly, to her friends.

Their eyes widened as they took in the shot of Sammy, smiling broadly and flashing peace signs, with thick ropes of spunk running down her face and dripping off her glasses.

“Holy shit,” breathed Val, finally taken aback.

“Oh my god,” whispered Maeve. Her nipples were now painfully hard against the fabric of her nightie, and she somehow blushed even redder. “Now THAT is hot.”

“You like?” smiled Sammy, pleased with herself.

“Did that all come out of Dave?” asked Val, impressed.

“Oh, that’s not Dave’s,” said Sammy. “He came in my arsehole that night. No, that’s our friends, Matt and Phil’s.”

“YOU’RE the nasty little slut!” cried Val. “Shit, Sammy, I’m impressed.”

“I used to try to keep this sort of thing secret from my friends,” she admitted, “but now, I just don’t care. I want people to know how much I enjoy rough, dirty sex. Especially my hot friends,” she added, winking.

“Slut and proud!” laughed Val, raising her hand.

“Slut and proud!” cried Sammy in reply, meeting her in a high five.

“Then,” said Maeve softly, “I guess it’s your turn.”

“Oh, damn right,” said Sammy. She brandished the middle-sized plug. “Maeve, would you do me the honour of fucking my butt?”

“I… I guess so…” stammered Maeve.

“Yes!” cried Sammy, elated. “But first…”

Sammy grabbed Maeve’s face and landed a smooch on her lips. Maeve tensed for a second, surprised, before melting into Sammy’s arms. They kissed, long and hard, their tongues Escort Bayan exploring each other’s mouths, for even longer than Maeve had kissed Val. Finally, they parted, gasping for breath.

“Jesus,” said Val, “that does look hot from the outside.” She looked at Sammy. “Now bend over, you dirty bitch.”

Sammy smiled wider than ever, and leant over the arm of the sofa. Val suddenly clocked something.

“That photo – was that on this sofa?”

“Yep!” smiled Sammy. “I got most of it out, but don’t turn the cushions over!”

“Oh, you dirty little – never mind. Give us that arse.”

Val unbuttoned the flap on Sammy’s behind, flipping it open to display pale white butt cleavage above the slit of her pussy, a desperately erotic window. Maeve bit her lip as she stared at it.

Sammy reached back and grabbed her cheeks. She pulled them apart, lewdly displaying her tight, pink anus.

“Ooh, grab my phone and take a picture!” she said, struck with a sudden idea. “I want to send it to Dave. He’ll love that, but it’s hard to take a decent snap of your own arsehole.”

Val did the honours, taking a distance shot and a graphic close-up.

“He’s going to jizz his pants when he sees that,” she said. “Where’s that lube?”

“Who needs lube,” said Sammy, “when you’re as wet as I am?” She craned her head round to see Maeve. “Don’t be shy. Get your fingers in there.”

Maeve pulled the edge of the flap further down, fully exposing Sammy’s glistening pink lips, framed by fiery ginger hairs. She bit her lip as she slipped her fingers between Sammy’s, audibly squelching with the copious juices.

“Oh, fuck…” gasped Sammy.

Maeve smiled, and slid her fingers up from Sammy’s vagina, to her puckered anus. She pushed her forefinger in. Sammy quivered with pleasure as the digit entered her tightest hole.

“Is that OK?” asked Maeve, uncertainly.

“OK? That’s amazing!” whispered Sammy. “Try more fingers.”

Carefully, Maeve added her index finger, and then her ring finger, stretching Sammy’s anus around them. Fluid gushed from her cunt.

“Oh my god, that feels good!” Sammy gasped. “Shit, I might come just from that!”

“Seriously?” asked Maeve, with shock in her voice. “It’s really that good?”

“Oh, it’s that good,” said Val, chiming in. She was standing behind Maeve, watching carefully, her right hand down the front of her pink pyjama bottoms, fingers gently moving.

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