I read somewhere that we tend to make friends with people who have similar interests to ourselves. Danielle and I proved the theory to be true. From the moment we met, we became buddies, told each other everything, and shared everything – except boyfriends – we fought each other over boys.
It was as natural as getting out of bed in the morning that we had no secrets. The minute I left John's apartment after the best sex ever with a man, I couldn't wait to tell her. I knew she'd be jealous because she was hotter and hornier than me, if that was possible.
"Ash, where have you been?" Dani asked when I got to her house, "I expected you ages ago."
She put her arms around me and pulled me close to kiss my cheek. Our breasts moulded into each other's. Her short hair, streaked with blonde, caressed the side of my face as I kissed the air.
"It took much longer than I expected."
"Well, tell me all about it."
"It was fantastic."
"I want to hear every single detail," she said as soon as we reached the sanctuary of her bedroom, "and we've got all night because my parents have gone out."
"You are not going to believe this ... it was so fucking raunchy."
"You're making me jealous, you lucky tart," she said, clicking a Rihanna album on her iPod system, before jumping on the bed and sitting up against the pillows.
"I can still feel him inside me."
She patted the bed by her side. I climbed on and shuffled close to her. "You smell of sex," she said.
"I haven't washed ... my knickers are coated."
"There's nothing quite like the smell and taste of sex ... come on, Ash ... get on with it ... spill everything."
"Well, I told you I was right. No man in the world can resist sex when girls like us offer it ... no matter what age they are."
"It's never let me down."
"I'm determined my double-Ds are going to land me a millionaire one day."
"In that case, my double-Es are going to land me a billionaire," Dani said.
As we laughed about how easy it was to get our way with men, I thought: she'll be lucky – she's not pretty enough – you need the figure and the looks. Am I a bitch, or what?
"John tried to resist at first," I said, continuing my story, "but I made sure to sit opposite him ... and let my skirt ride up ... and he couldn't take his eyes off the top of my legs ... and then he looked at my tits ... and then he looked away ... but his eyes kept coming back and looking me over."
"Men are such simple creatures ... bless them."
"I could tell he was imagining what it would be like to get me undressed ... and give me a good fuck."
"You are such a fucking tease, Ash."
"When I told him a boy had never given me an orgasm ... you should have seen his face ... he blushed and didn't know where to look."
"They're all the same," Dani said, "they think through their dicks ... and can't wait to get inside your knickers."
"I told him boys just want me to suck them off ... and when we have sex they come really fast ... without caring about me."
"What did he say to that?"
"He kept shaking his head ... as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing."
We laughed and grabbed hold of each other and hugged and held each other close. I still felt exhilarated from my afternoon with John – and so horny that I kissed Dani full on her pert, pouty mouth. She responded and our lips slid on each other's lipstick and we swapped tongues for ages before coming up for air.
"I told him that no boy had ever given me an orgasm ... but I didn't tell him a girl had!"
"Sounds like it would have blown him away if you had."
"I love sex ... can't get enough of it ... boys ... men ... girls ... women ... I want the lot."
"Me too, Ash ... I want it as much as you ... and as often as possible."
"You're a dirty twat, Dani."
"I know ... and I intend to stay that way."
We kissed again. My hands searched inside Dani's clothes and we soon started stripping each other off. It didn't take long: I lifted her red tee-shirt over her head and flicked off the fastener to her black bra. The weight of her heavy breasts released, they slid down her chest and swayed before coming to rest with her large nipples pointing outwards.
She threw her bra to the opposite side of the room. It hit a pile of makeup on her dressing table, which skittled all over the place. She leaned back to let me pull her matching knickers from under her miniskirt, which rode up to her waist to give me a full view of her sandy-haired bush.
At the same time, she had my top and bra off and started sucking on my left nipple, squeezing my right nipple between her fingers. I couldn't wait for what was to come next – I knew it would shock her.
"I've got something to show you," I said, disentangling my tits from her attention, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed and standing up.
She watched while I pulled down my G-string from under my denim miniskirt and stepped out of it, her face full of questions. I threw it at her and she sniffed and licked at it.
"The gusset's covered in dried on cum and shit ... you dirty bitch."
"It's not stopped you sucking it," I said as she took the gusset into her mouth and began to chew at it, "who's the dirty bitch now?"
While she was occupied, I undid the skirt at the side and held it in front of me for a moment before dropping it to the floor.
"What do you think about this?"
Her brown eyes lit up and she pulled the G-string from her gaping mouth as she fought to find the words. She looked at me and at my shaven cunt and back again, throwing the wet panties to one side. "I love your cunt, Ash."
"He insisted on doing it to me."
"What?"
"He said my thatch would scratch his face to pieces ... so he laid me back and shaved every hair off ... and I loved it."
"You look like a porn queen."
"Would you like to feel?"
"You bet I would," Dani said, leaning forward, her hefty breasts dangling in front of her.
I knelt on the bed in front of her, offering my cunt. "It feels so sexy," she said, running her hand over and around, working in a circular motion until her fingers slid inside me. I was so well lubricated from John's attentions earlier, half of her hand disappeared without trying.
"I like the feeling so much, I intend to keep it like this."
"I want you to shave me," she said, withdrawing her hand from my cunt and licking at the juice that glistened on her fingers. "I love the taste of sex."
"Then try some more," I said, walking on my knees to straddle her head, my cunt spreading open and ready for action. Her tongue flicked inside me, as she reached round and pulled me wide open to get better access. I squatted on her face, her eyes wide and looking up into mine, telling me how much she was enjoying herself.
She sucked and bit at my clit as I turned myself around, and reached down and parted the soft, thin hair around her cunt to give access for my tongue. In soixante-neuf, I sucked her clit, and pushed my fingers inside her, while she did the same to me – a sweaty mass of womanhood lost to each other's lust.
My cunt was still sensitive from John's attention only an hour or so earlier, and I soon started to approach another orgasm. I held back until I felt Dani reach the same stage and with a final grunt and squeal and thrust, we both came at the same time, lapping cum from each other and trying not to miss a drop.
