Everyone is over the age of 18.
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2019. Somewhere in Los Angeles.
It was a bright sunny day with a beautiful clear blue sky and all of Los Angeles was taking advantage of it. Skimpy bikinis, lots of alcohol, food sizzling on the grills and loud powerful beats through the neighborhoods. You could say these were the ingredients for a great time. Great stories, great flirting and lustful encounters all over. Summer time was here.
Listening to some old school hip-hop jams, Hilary finished up her editing for the photo shoot she just completed, humming the beat of "I got 5 on it." The pictures were now being uploaded to the various websites and social media accounts. All she had to do was wait for the flood. She made sure she had her best view to bring in the fans.
"Hello, my friends. Head on over to Caylee's instagram to grab all of the newest pics we just took!" she said in a quick video, sending it off.
"Hey, baby!" she called out towards the pool.
Kicking her way through the warm deep end, the young blonde was swirling back around and exploded out, planting herself. She revealed those big hazel eyes and smiled.
"What's up?"
"Get in on this," Hilary said, waving her over.
The wet girl quickly stepped over and dropped down in front of the phone with her friend.
"Better cover those," Hilary laughed.
"Bitch, why...you'll get way more hits with these out," they both laughed again.
Hilary wrapped her arm around Caylee's boobs as a make-shift bra and they posed for the camera. Peace signs, smiles and two amazing blondes was like crack to the internet junkies. They both giggled at some of the stuff being sent to them and like clockwork, the inevitable hit the inbox.
"Yay, dick pics!" Caylee shouted. She kissed Hilary's cheek and leaned back against her. "That's a big one. Holy shit," she grinned.
Hilary bit her lip and kissed her back, "If I weren't married..."
The laughs continued and Caylee swiped to the next monster dong that probably didn't belong to the account it came from. "If they walked up in here, you would turn slut instantly and let them have you," she said, slapping Hilary's thigh.
"Oh, you ass, don't talk like that," Hilary let out a sigh.
Caylee turned her head up and planted small kisses along her jaw and up to her ear. "Mm, don't talk like what? That you want those big black dicks stuffing you even though you have the ring on? It's okay to have fantasies."
Hilary shivered and the hair stood up on her arms. Entertaining the idea of cheating on her husband was something she did her best not to do, even though she was surrounded by an infinite amount of temptations given her status. Imagine being in her shoes and having to fight off every dick that ever comes her way. With Caylee, she didn't consider it infidelity. Her husband would probably approve, but it's a secret for now.
"I would suck the biggest load out of this one," she said, staring at the new message.
Caylee nibbled her ear and saw the package out of the corner of her eye. "I think we'd just suck that one together...look at those huge balls..."
"He wouldn't last long with us, huh," Hilary laughed.
The young blonde took the phone and swiped to another photo. "Wanna lotion me up, babes?"
Hilary found the bottle next to them and popped the top. Caylee spread her arms and globs of mango scent splattered across her big luscious breasts. Hilary drenched them before bringing her hot hands from underneath and pushing those beautiful tits together, smushing lotion between her fingers and smearing it towards her neck. She went down and slathered the boobs from the top and caught her hardening nips, pulling on them. Caylee let out an approving groan and Hilary smashed her knockers together again before sliding through her cleavage and spreading it across her soft belly.
"Mm, that's so nice," she cooed.
The older mom had her hands roaming all over the young woman's sensitive bits, gliding up and down her inner thighs and culminating together in the crease of her legs and pushing her quivering lips together. Caylee let out a soft moan and Hilary swirled her delicate fingers around the perfectly smooth mound. The folds were split and Caylee shuddered as Hilary worked her over, circling her digits in tight consistent movements.
"I would let this one fuck my brains out," Caylee sighed, wiggling her toes in pleasure.
"That is an amazing cock," Hilary agreed.
"Trying to make me cum or what, baby," Caylee groaned, her head falling back.
Her hand was firmly pressing and spreading the folds, slowly circling the precise nooks and she could feel Caylee's light sweat forming against her own chest. The phone was laying at rest and Caylee's arms were jelly, now just putty in Hilary's grasp. She didn't let up with her momentum and the girl's hips started to work side to side. Hilary thought the music would suffice to cover their moment, but she clamped around Caylee's mouth and leaned back, furiously slathering her friend in a mixture of mango and her own slippery juices. Caylee pushed into the concrete and lifted up, panting erratically between her lover's fingers, bucking her hips and crying out into her palm. Breathing heavily herself, Hilary watched those gorgeous boobs rock up and down until the young woman shuddered violently in her arms, collapsing down immediately. Caylee's legs sunk in and trapped the hand, feeling a sudden sensitivity.
"Oh, my fuck...in' hell, Hilary," she gasped out, trying to get air.
"Mmm, you're so cute when I do that," Hilary said with a smile, caressing her face.
"I'm going to get you back for that one," Caylee said softly, trying to find the energy to move.