I woke up after a taxing night shift, having slept for a good eight hours, at around 3 pm. Naturally, I reached over and grabbed my phone to check my notifications.
Lia had texted me thirty minutes before: "hey baby girl, could i come over tonight and have some fun with you? i miss your body ;) <3"
Now, I'm normally not one to get in the mood in the morning or when I first wake up, but I felt a pulse in my clit just upon reading that text. I hadn't seen Lia in months, but I still remembered, in clear color vision, the last day I'd seen her.
Lia and I were friends with benefits. Essentially, fuck buddies, but FWB sounds a little better. She was sweet and reserved, lived over an hour away, and with our busy schedules, we didn't get to hang out much. We both had crushes on one another but knew a serious romantic relationship wasn't what we desired from each other.
She has these huge brown eyes and pastel pink hair, which compliment the hell out of her darker complexion. She's only 5'0, but her ass and tits are huge; I'm 5'6 and only a B cup.
Anyway, like I said, Lia's the sweetest thing, really. If you need someone to talk to, she's there. But we can't ever have a conversation or hang out without lusting for each other. That might be a problem, but I don't care.
I got out of bed and went to take a shower because I was too tired to do it last night when I got home. Standing under the steamy water, the soapy bubbles forming on my body felt so nice, and my fingertips drifted to my nipples. I don't typically care to pleasure my boobs unless they're wet. Not sure why, but it's just so much better in the shower or when they're spit on. I rubbed little circles on my nipples and felt the pulsing coming back in my pussy. My hands fell down to there and I lightly tapped my clit, sending waves of pleasure up my body, tingling all the way to my head.
I grabbed the shower head and laid down in the tub, changing the setting to "massage" and directing the flow at my vagina. Masturbating in the shower is for sure one of my favorite things to do. I came pretty fast, as the stream of water pulsated directly on my clit. I could've played a little longer, brought out some dildos, whatever, but I was seeing Lia, and I figured I'd save that energy for her.
I finished up and dried off, then realized I was so excited I'd forgot to even reply to Lia. I texted her back and she said she'd drive up by 7.
I went to my room and put on a robe, then went to do my makeup. Some waterproof eyeliner, mascara, a little lip gloss - nothing too extreme.
By that point it was 5:00, and I figured I'd eat a little something and figure out what to wear, then clean up the house a little. Not that Lia would care or say anything - she's far too kind - but I wanted it to be as nice and comfortable as possible for her.
I ended up putting on a thin cropped spaghetti strap top, a skirt, and thigh high socks. No bra or underwear needed; we weren't going anywhere for a while.
By 6:45 I was ready, and I lit some decadent candles and turned on the LEDs in my room to a relaxing light purple: Lia and I's favorite color.
Not long after, I heard a knock at the door and there she was, looking sexy as ever. Clad in a black dress with a corset over it and Mary Janes, I fell in love with her yet again.
"Hey beautiful," she said with the most adorable giggle.
"Hi Lia, my gorgeous girl," I replied.
She stepped in the house and removed her shoes before walking up and putting her hands around my waist, embracing me. Because of the height difference, her head fell into my small, bra-less titties.
"I missed you so much," Lia whispered as the two of us inhaled one another's fragrances.
I lifted her chin with my hand and her eyes met mine. "We're not going this long without seeing each other ever again," I said, as we leaned in and began to kiss.
She moved me toward the couch and I laid down as she straddled my body, our lips never leaving the others'. I felt her tongue on mine and as my mouth became wet with her saliva, my pussy grew increasingly damp.
She pulled away and I reached down to undo her corset before she pulled down the top of her dress. Her tits fell out and over where the corset was. I stared for a second in awe and then moved my mouth to them, sucking at first on her nipples and then swirling my tongue in circles on her tits.
Her moans floated like music to my ears, and I continued to slowly trace her double Ds with my spit.
"Mmm, baby, you're so good at this..." she sung in a slightly higher tone than her normal voice.
Her hands moved to my top, and as I took a break from licking her tits, she pulled off my shirt and exposed my own. She spit into her hands and then moved them to my boobs, massaging them like a professional. A moan escaped my throat immediately; she's the only person capable of pleasuring my tits so well. She sat forward and sucked my nipples, and I threw my head back on the couch, muttering "Fuck" quietly to myself, which she heard and used as a cue to suck with more intensity.
She slowly retracted from my tits and looked up at me with her big eyes.
"Let's go to your room," she said with a growing smile.
Always where the fun happens.
I laid down on the bed, my topless body glimmering with her saliva.
She laid next to me and we kissed again, my hands drifting underneath the bottom of her dress, finding her panties. She hadn't been wearing a bra, but I figured she'd wear underwear just in case the wind blew her dress up on the way here.
I lightly rubbed her pussy through the fabric, our lips still intertwined. Her hand went under my skirt to find my exposed cunt, soaking wet as juices dripped down my thighs.
