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by Katie Peachesa April 13, 2020 6 min read

Toys & Masturbation Stories - Old Friends Are the Best

By Ksenia Sobchak

We met in a cafe in the centre of town the week after she'd contacted me through Facebook. I hadn't seen her for fifteen years but she was easy to recognise, she'd always been beautiful and voluptuous with huge boobs.

'Wow, you haven't changed a bit." She said.

We talked for several hours, catching up on the years of university, travelling, bad relationships and work that separated us from the school-days when we'd known each other so well.

'Do you remember when we had that sleepover and we all wore sexy underwear and played spin the bottle?" She asked.

'Yeah, god, where did we get lacy suspenders from at that age?"

'I think I pinched mine off my Mum!"

I remembered her that night, unbelievable in black stockings and basque, the definition of jail bait if ever there was one. We'd kissed sticky fingered teenage boys but my eyes had been on her and my mind on an interest that I'd always had in her since we used to bath together before we went out to sneak into pubs in the evenings. There was unfinished business.

Two bottles of wine later I asked her if she wanted to come and have dinner with me, my flat was only a few minute's walk away and everyone was out, my boyfriend was away on business and my flatmates were house-sitting for another friend.

'Are we going to have sex?" She came straight out with it.

I blustered. I should have just said yes.

Stirring a pan in my kitchen and she came up behind me, sweeping the hair away from the back of my neck and pressing her lips to the hollow behind my ear. Her hands reached around to cup my boobs as I dropped the wooden spoon I was using and reached back to squeeze her bum.

So much sexier as grown woman, she massaged my breasts through my top as I felt myself start to get wet. I turned around and hopped up onto the kitchen side and spread my legs as she tucked herself in between them and her tongue found mine. Her dark, soft and fragrant hair falling down around my face as she leant towards me to really give me her mouth and her tongue, I sucked on it, wanting her already to come into me deeply.

She pulled me down from the side and led me through to the bedroom where we looked at ourselves in the huge mirror. Her cleavage rising over the low neckline of her dress prompted me and I lifted the hem and drew it slowly over her head to reveal her gorgeous body and expensive, lace underwear.

She pulled down my jeans and pulled off my top, taking both my bra and pants with her as she yanked. She was not as concerned as I was to look at us in the huge mirror, she wanted to be naked, and let me know this by taking off all of her remaining clothes the instant she had finished relieving me of mine.

'Lie down; I want to see inside you." She said to me.

I obeyed her, lying back on the bed, stretching out my body and opening my legs. I rubbed my hands over my tender breasts and pinched my nipples in excitement. My pussy was wet and I could feel the cold air hit the wetness as my legs spread wider so her eyes could take me in.

'Touch yourself." She said to me.

I responded quickly as I had a strong need for some contact there.

I spread my pussy lips and showed her my most intimate place; rubbing up to my clit and feeling very excited and near orgasm already.

She pulled open the drawer next to my bed with a woman's instinct and found my collection of toys.

'Which one do you like to use the most?"

She pulled out the large rabbit with a quizzical look.

I nodded.

She entered me with it began to slide it gently up and down between my pussy lips as I rubbed my clit. This wasn't going to last very long...

She stopped quickly and pulled my hands away.

'You wanted to look at me in the mirror; can you not look straight at me and see if I've changed?"

I looked and saw her big, high breasts, tiny waist and exciting, dark mound with tiny lips protruding.

'You look better than ever." I said.

Climbing onto the bed she presented me with her breasts and I took them in my mouth one at a time. They pressed own onto my face and I was engulfed in their warmth.

She raised her body and moved further upwards, ending with her pretty pussy just above my face so that all I could see was her vagina and lips. I stuck out my tongue, I lapped her enthusiastically and she tasted good. She began to grind down onto my face, I felt her orgasm approaching. I pushed the rabbit inside her but she only let me thrust a few times and then took it back out.

Once again she stopped and moved away as the crucial moment approached.

'Climb above me." She said.

I quickly followed her instructions and then felt her lapping at my cunt as I had done at hers. Her little tongue pressed my clit and wriggled in and out me as I felt myself tense.

The door swung open.

My boyfriend stared at us. He was used to smelling perfume on me and finding me a little wet when I came home from a night out of dancing and snogging with my girlfriends, but to find me astride this gorgeous, naked woman's face was a new experience for both of us.

I froze as I wondered how he'd react.

'Don't speak." He ordered us, and quickly pulled off his clothes to reveal a large, glistening hard on.

He flipped me forward on my knees so her face was still right below my pussy but now I could also reach hers in a sixty-nine.

As she and I lapped, he unceremoniously began to probe my arsehole with the end of his cock, quickly pushing in to the tight orifice.

He began to fuck away at me, stretching my arsehole open too quickly and providing an aching pain that was in contrast to the warm sucking and lapping coming from below.

I could feel a huge climax building and heard him groan as my already tight arsehole squeezed his cock as I prepared to come.

A sensation arose that made me feel as if I needed to piss, but it was too late to pull back from the already delayed orgasm and I felt myself rock and rise on the intense waves of sensation.

Suddenly a jet of liquid sprayed from me like a fountain, soaking her face and his belly as she licked and he fucked. Never before had I had any experience with squirting and the sensation was strange but thrilling. It must have been the experience of his cock jammed tightly up my arse as she licked my pussy that sent me over the edge into that new happening.

'Now you." He said, and pulled out of my sopping arse.

He picked her up, flipped her over and entered her as quickly and roughly as he'd entered me, dipping twice into her pussy for lubrication and then immediately filling her arse. She gasped. She had expected to go to bed with me when she came here, but this was an unexpected extra.

I lay exhausted in a nearby chair as he rhythmically fucked her arsehole, pumping and holding her by the hips. Soon he was reaching his peak and I wondered if it was difficult for her to take such an arse pounding without the gentle licking that I had had to accompany it. I was in no state to join in however, so I watched him pump her again and again as his body grew more rigid and he prepared to shoot his load.

Suddenly he pulled out of her and she swung round to look at him. He rubbed his dick vigorously and streams of spunk started to shoot out over her belly and pussy. She rubbed it into her clit and finally felt her climax come on as she lay and writhed in the bed that was covered in his cum.

'Get in the fucking shower." He said, before she'd even really finished coming.

She headed straight to the bathroom as he also left the room. I lay on the bed and wasn't sure what to do. I heard her exit the shower and then went in myself as she passed me looking for her clothes. We didn't speak to each other but I knew her arse must feel as tender as mine.

When I came out of the shower she was gone, and my boyfriend was cooking at the stove, cooking the food that I had left as she first approached me.

'Looks tasty" he said. Then, 'Who the fuck was that?"

'A girl I used to have a crush on at school. We met online and then got a bit tipsy this afternoon..."

'She's got a tight arsehole, well she used to have anyway. Did you fancy her when you were at school? I bet you did if she had already tits like that back then. Dirty cows."

I never felt nervous about bringing girls back after that, though I never warned them that they were likely to get a severe arse fucking if he found us.

Katie Peachesa
Katie Peachesa

Katie Peachesa is a sex and lingerie blogger based out of the urban chic Wapping in the heart of East London, United Kingdom. In her spare time, Katie enjoys photography, yoga and fitness, a bit of boxing, traveling, keeping up with the latest fashion trends and mudlarking and exploring pastoral settings. You are likely to find Katie in an artisan cafe in Brick Lane on a Saturday afternoon furiously typing her next article on her laptop whilst she is sipping on her flat white and drawing inspiration from the hustle and bustle in the heart of creative London. Katie runs the "Fashion Life Mag" and has been featured in Cosmopolitan, Allure, Grazia, Tatler, Evening Standard and other popular media outlets.


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