There is a little bit more story line in this piece than the last, but I promise, if you are reading for story, there is some good sex in there too! Thanks for reading!
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Madeline stood in her bedroom staring at herself in the mirror. Was this outfit too much? It was only lunch with an old friend at a small diner. She had picked out the look the night before, and she never did that. She wore her favorite skinny jeans that made her butt look cute, new black V neck tee, and her flowy fall cardigan with some small heeled strappy boots. She chuckled at herself knowing that if things were still same as ever, she would out do her dear friend, who was more likely to show up in ripped jeans and a printed tee. Oh well, all her favorite outfits were suited for autumn weather and she liked to look pretty.
Maddie bit her lip when she bent over to strap her boot and her thong pulled tight in her ass crack, reminding her of its presence. Whenever she wore this thong she couldn't help but feel horny all day. It was so red and lacy and slutty. It was the only clean thong in her drawer and she couldn't stand for panty lines in her skin tight pants. "That's not true; you could have done laundry. You just secretly hope You'll bend over and Lynn will see and get turned on." Maddie quickly squashed that thought from her mind, shaking her head and trying to distract herself before her naughty consciousness could dampen her pussy. If only she hadn't clung to the comfort of her bed so long, she would have had time to pleasure herself to provide some relief from that dream last night...
She had been standing in a dark basement with her wrists tied high above her head. She remembered being embarrassed at her own nakedness while a cold looking female sat in a lone old fashioned armchair staring, touching herself. She had not been able to look away from her dark intruding eyes, but then she woke up. "It was just a dream Mads, you can't help what you dream. Normal people don't have fantasies like that." She tried to brush it off and pretend she hadn't woken up soaked.
Sure she'd had sex with Sara in high school, who happened to be good friends with Lynn, she didn't deny that she found girls attractive. However, it had been that awkward first time, just testing the waters type of sex. Ever since, she had only had boring, very vanilla sex with a few boyfriends.
Throughout her most recent relationship, which had only just ended a week ago, she often tried to convince herself that it was perfectly normal to not be into sex with your guy. Lots of girls just do it because that is what you are naturally supposed to do and it pleases them right? Madeline did not want to be different or live any kind of life that might draw attention. She just wanted to move back home, start this nice job, find a caring man she could tolerate, and finally obtain her white picket fence.
Maddie glanced at the clock. Shit, she had to run.
Across town, Lynn's morning started with a shower. She had woken up early to clean up in the comfort of her own home. After washing, she carefully shaved her pussy, then stood there relaxing to soak up the rest of the hot water and recover from the whiskey she drank last night. She was going to go see Maddie and pretend her night had been a boring night at home with her parents. She only hoped she wouldn't be teased for still living at home.
After drying, Lynn tried on all 3 of her favorite flannels before settling on one that her boobs looked extra big in and even brushed her hair for once. "What's wrong with me?" She thought, "I'm only going to catch up with an old friend. So what if she has only gotten hotter since graduating?" As Lynn was walking out the door, even her mom stopped her to comment.
"Aw you look so nice sweetie; what are you up to today? Oh, I hope you're seeing someone." Her mother said teasingly.
Lynn rolled her eyes. "No Ma, just lunch with friends." She intentionally left "friends" plural. She didn't want to give her mom, who knew she was gay, any reason to think "friend" might mean date.
She realized when she arrived at the restaurant, she had rushed herself out in her anxiousness and was 15 minutes early. She got a table and cursed herself for leaving too soon as she sat thinking about the last time she saw Madeline.
The sad thing was that one her most clear memories was of her friend's tiny shorts that showed off her muscular legs and round ass. The two had been drinking a lot at Maddie's going away party. The only other thing she would recall was that later on at that party, she accidentally saw Maddie kissing Sara in the kitchen and got inexplicably pissed and went immediately to bed in a guest room. She woke herself up early the next day to sneak out, leaving without a real good bye. Lynn had had a girlfriend at the time and of course, Madeline was free to smooch who she pleased anyway.
Lynn was relieved to look up and see Maddie at the door grinning and rushing over to embrace her. As she pulled her in tight, Lynn breathed in her friend's sweet aroma of honey scented shampoo and let out an unintentional sigh. When Maddie finally stepped back, Lynn missed the first few words of what she had to say as she took a moment to appreciate how enticing she looked.
Who was she trying to impress? Damn, the way her soft curls fell over her shoulders was so pretty it led her eyes to the little bit of cleavage peeking out of the V in her shirt, the deep V which seemed to point right down to her crotch. Her eyes were traveling too far. "Damn Lynn, what are you thinking? You don't oogle at your best friend like this!" She scolded herself in her mind.
Hoping she could guess what might have been said, Lynn smiled and said, "I'm great, how are you?!" Maddie gave her a strange look.
"I asked if you had ordered yet...?"
Lynn tried to chuckle and play it off. "Sorry, long night I guess."