Cindy and Stacy have known each other since the third grade. They have gone to the same schools and have played the same sports. They are probably the best of friends that friends can be. The only difference between the blonde and brunette was their taste in men. Neither of them ever kept a boyfriend for more than three weeks and more than once they have come close to wanting to take their relationship with each other to a higher level, but neither of the women would give in. Now in college, they share the same dorm, heading in the same direction with an education and career.
They roll across the dorm floor, in an activity that has become a nearly daily activity since they were nine, wrestling. It is also the activity that has brought them almost together on more than one occasion. Stacy ends on top of Cindy, pinning her wrists to the floor. "Do you give up?" she asks laughing hard.
"To you?" Cindy asks laughing hard as well. "Never!"
"Then you'll have to pay the penalty," Stacy growls. She releases one wrist and grips Cindy's hair with her hand and leans downward to press her lips against Cindy's astonished and immobilized face, kissing her with passionate fervor. Cindy gasps and the motion opens her lips enough for Stacy's tongue to sweep inside, having an amazing effect. Cindy's mouth opens further and no longer resisting, but responding back, at first it seems almost on its own initiative.
Maintaining and deepening the kissing, Cindy's free hand tugs Stacy's breasts out of its bra. She squeezes the nipple with firmness, which is clearly not part of their wrestling. Stacy's head rears up with an astonished look of pleasure on her face and in an instant Cindy draws brunette's breasts to her mouth to start licking and nibbling them.
With a strangled moan, Stacy rolls off Cindy's body to lie on her back just begging to be sucked and fucked. Cindy gets an unbelievable rush from being in control and suddenly understands that this is what she wants; what they both want. It is why neither of them has ever kept a boyfriend for long.
Cindy rips Stacy's panties down her legs and throws them across the room. She begins to roughly finger Stacy's pussy and Stacy arches back and spreads her legs wide apart in response. As she finger fucks her, Cindy sucks on the other's breasts and nibbling on her nipples.
Stacy in turn shoves a hand down Cindy's panties, where she is now soaking wet, and pushes two fingers into her. Cindy gives a deep moan of pleasure, rearing up and then riding down against them, thrusting her own pelvis up and down and after a few seconds, she closes her eyes tight and shudders in climax.
When she reopens them, Cindy's mood and feelings for Stacy have completely changed. She smiles down at Stacy's lusciously curved body beside her and says, "Don't move."
Cindy goes to her room and a few moments later returns with a long shafted, ribbed, pink vibrator with a five-pronged clitoral stimulator mounted two thirds of the way down.
"Nice one," Stacy says with a groan.
Cindy switches it on and pushes it slowly into Stacy's wet pussy. She twists it back and forth, in and out. After several inserts and withdrawals it has Stacy fully lubricated. Cindy thrusts the vibrator in far enough to bring the rotating clitoral prongs to their target at the top of Stacy's clit.
