Senior prom was only about a week away and neither of the two girls had found a dress yet. When Heather called Carla to ask if she wanted to go shopping, Carla jumped at the opportunity because she had a huge crush on Heather. However, both girls shared the same fitting room and watching Heather dress and undress was enough to drive her mad with lust.
Heather's double d cup breasts were shoved into a very tight strapless white bra and Carla could see just a hint of nipple against the white lace. Her silky blonde hair flowed down to her ass which was nicely exposed by her thong underwear. It was enough to make Carla want to rip off what little underwear Heather had on.
Carla was still wearing a little black velvet dress with sequins on the neckline. She asked Heather's opinion of it and Heather eyes her up and down. She walked around her like a tigress watching her prey. It was enough to drive Carla insane.
“You look sexy as hell, sweetie,” Heather finally said, “Mike’s mouth will probably drop to the floor when he sees you in this.”
Carla took a deep breath in. Mike was cute in his own way but she only agreed to go the dance with him because he was the best friend of Heather’s date. It was time Heather learned the truth. “Mike isn’t the one I really want to impress.”
Heather slyly smiled and raised an eyebrow at her. “Oh, so you have a secret crush, then? Who’s the lucky guy?”
“It isn’t a guy,” Carla blurted out, “It’s you, Heather. I’ve wanted you since the day we first met.”
To her surprise, Heather smiled back at her. “I was hoping you’d say that.” She walked behind her and tossed Carla’s brown hair over her shoulder. She then began kissing Carla’s neck. Carla gasped when she put her hand down the front of her dress and began toying with her nipple.
“Yes, Heather, God don’t wake me if I’m dreaming,” she moaned.
“You’re not dreaming angel,” she softly whispered as she brought Carla’s nipple to a stiff point, “This feels to damn good to be a dream. I’ve wanted this as much as you have but never knew how you felt until I saw you watching me undress today. I love the fact you’re not wearing a bra too. Gives me easy access to your perfect little tits.”
Heather reached down to with her other hand and began to rub her clit through her underwear. The satin felt so good as it rubbed against her encouraged clit that Carla’s pussy was almost instantly wet.
“I can’t believe you’re wet already, dear Carla. Let’s get this dress of you and I’ll give you what you’ve wanted for so long.”
Carla was drunk with lust as Heather unzipped her dress it fell to the floor and she stumbled out of it. She collapsed on to a nearby chair with her legs wide open and ready to receive whatever Heather had to offer her.
Heather knelt down before her. Her large breasts were right in front of Carla’s face and Carla just had to know what they tasted like. She ripped Heather’s bra right off and tossed it on the floor. She cupped Heather’s breast as her tongue lapped at the nipple.
“Yes, my angel,” Heather moaned, “I’ve been waiting for the day when you’d lick my nipples like this. Now let me do a little something for you.”
