A straight forwards story I wrote a while ago. If you're looking for a plot/developed characters, find another story, yep, straight sex, soul-less, unrealistic but sexy. If you're up for that, enjoy!
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Laura walked into her bedroom, breathing heavily. She kicked off her shoes and opened her curtains to let the sun into her room.
Polly peered in through the keyhole. She admired her body – slender legs leading up to a fine ass. Her hips were smooth and above, her chest was bare under her tiny vest. Her breasts were held firm to her chest but still stood out from her figure. Her hair flowed down her back. Polly could see the sweat reflecting off her skin. Her excitement shook her all over.
Laura walked towards her en-suite, ready to take a shower after a hard long run. Polly opened the door a little just to see her walk in. She left the door right open, and Polly could hear her sliding off her bottoms.
Laura slid her trousers to the floor, before grabbing her vest and tugging it off. She felt it squeeze her breasts as it passed them, teasing her a little. As she looked up from discarding her vest, she saw Polly standing in the doorway. She was wearing a cute shirt and jeans – which she was pulling right off to reveal even cuter panties. Her breasts jiggled as she let her pink shirt fall away, her bra giving them little support, letting them bounce around.
"Hey, sexy," said Polly, giggling at Laura, whose sweaty body looked perfect, lit up from all angles by the white light of the en-suite. Laura was shocked for a moment but she quickly realized what this meant. She licked her lips. "I didn't hear you come in."
"I was following your jogging. I couldn't resist. You look so hot when you run."
Laura looked down, embarrassed. She saw her breasts held tight on, and quickly loosened the straps to let them fall freely, like Polly's. She could see that she was not the only sweaty one, as Polly stood with her tangled hair and her damp breasts, juicy like her pussy always felt.
"I was about to have a shower..." said Laura, looking all over Polly and putting her hands on her hips.
Polly leant against the door frame, turning her body to emphasize her breasts to Laura, who looked at them intensively. Polly held her breasts up with her hands deep beneath them.
"I know, you always have a shower after jogging... Sometimes I have to play with myself while looking through the keyhole."
Laura blushed and smiled. "I was wondering why my doorknob was always so sticky."
They both giggled for a moment before an awkward silence began. Polly pulled the door towards her with the doorknob and stood with her pussy over it, as if mounting someone. Laura took a step closer as she did.
"Would you like to join me for my shower?" said Laura, fingering her bra straps softly.
"I was hoping you'd ask that!" said Polly, sliding off the doorknob and walking up to Laura.
They kissed each other for a moment, so hungry for one another. Griping each other in different places, they slid their arms around each other to let the sweat mix. Laura bit her lips resulting in a satisfying moan from Polly, who slapped Laura in return on her cute ass.
Polly whispered to her ear, "Don't take your bra or panties off, I want to see them get wet."
Laura replied by pulling her backwards into the open shower. The tiles were as white as their bras and there were various bottles around their feet. The shower head was slim and dripping above them.
The two of them held each other close, their breasts and bodies in close contact. Laura turned the shower on with a free hand.
The hot water cascaded down them in a warming flow. It coated their faces with wetness and flowed down to their breasts. Their bras soaked up the water instantly, softening their breasts up and washing away their sticky sweat. The water streamed between their breasts, right down their bodies, getting inside even their tight white panties, where their pussies were saturated with their juices and the steamy hot water they were now covered in. Their hair became thick and tangled, soaked through. They let themselves run wild.
Laura went straight for her, kissing her everywhere around her mouth and her neck. Polly let her head progress down towards her breasts whilst fingering around hers – they were so wet and so supple, firm yet moist, warm. Their bras quickly became see-through and their nipples poked straight outwards, eager to be tickled and fucked.
Laura arrived at Polly's bra and bit at her breasts, pulling her nipple outwards. Polly's bra tasted sweet and sweaty in Laura's watery mouth. Polly squealed with enjoyment, her legs shaking around Laura's. Even through the water she felt her pussy get wetter inside her panties.
Polly passed her shaking hands down towards Laura's panties and thrust her hands down the sides of them. Laura looked up at her from her breasts and spat water out at her face, groaning, "Pump my ass you whore..."
Polly gripped her cheeks firm and pulled them towards her own body, letting the water wash around inside them. She felt the damp around Laura's ass and groped harder for every drop she felt squeeze through. Laura buried her face in Polly's breasts and moaned with enjoyment, muffled but still heard by Polly. It made her want to fuck her so badly.
Laura pulled Polly's hands out and brought them to her mouth. Her own sweet taste from her gently throbbing pussy was all over her hands – she had been pushing deep. They both sucked if off her hands and whined in enjoyment. Laura couldn't take the urge any longer and sat all the way down, pushing her face through her breasts and bra and ended up with Polly's pussy above her, hidden inside her panties.
Laura pushed her face in between her legs and sucked at her panties, knowing her pussy was so wet behind them. Polly's legs shook around her. She grabbed the back of her head and forced it upwards, hard enough to let her bite her pussy and taste the syrupy, thick liquid that was oozing slowly outwards. The water continued to coat them in glorious warmth.
"Oh, fuck!" groaned Polly, losing her balance and slipping to her knees. Laura bent down lower to continue sucking. She could barely feel her pussy any more so she pulled back and kissed Polly to tease and give her the sweet succulent taste of her own pussy before leaning down again and forcing her hand into her panties, tight and wet. She felt her pussy – wide but tight, the perfect feel, perfect for fucking. She loved hers more than any other girl's in the world.
"Oh, your pussy is so fucking perfect Polly..."
