“What about Jenna?”
“Don’t worry about her,” Karen assured me. “She’s almost ready to pass out, and once she does, there’ll be no waking her.”
“Then let’s go.” I broke contact with Karen and led her back to our table. True to Karen’s word, Jenna was sitting at the table with her head resting in her crossed arms. I gently shook her and she raised her head, bleary-eyed.
“You ready to go home, honey?” I asked her. Her only response was to nod her head weakly. Karen and I helped her up, and with each of us under one shoulder, helped her to the door and back to the apartment.
Once back home, we laid her on her bed, took her shoes off, and covered her with a blanket, shutting her bedroom door behind us. Karen slid it back open a crack.
“She likes a little bit of airflow,” she explained, then led me back into the living room.
“So, Michelle, have you ever been with another woman?” Karen asked with a look of mischief on her face. I shook my head.
“Ever kissed another girl?” As she barely whispered this, she moved her body close to mine, until we were barely touching, and her lips barely brushed mine as she spoke. Again, I shook my head, but leaned closer to her. I could feel her proximity, and her breath on my lips, and at that second, I realized I was going down a path there would be no return from. Would I regret it?
Before I had time to formulate an answer, her lips were on mine, and her arms slid over my hips to my tight, round ass, and she pulled me into her. I could feel our thighs touching, and our pussies, and our breasts, and our lips, and her hands on my ass, and the heat of her body ignited a heat in mine, and my question of regret melted away in an instant.
Her kiss was amazing, her lips soft and sweet, her breath a hot mix of beer and Jaeger. Gently, she ran her tongue over my lips, and they parted, allowing her full access to my mouth. My tongue met hers as it slid inside, and as they danced, I ran my fingers through her silky hair. Just as gently as she started the kiss, she broke it, but held me tightly in her arms.
“Wow,” I breathed, my eyes still closed as I savored every sensation of contact between her body and mine. “That was amazing!”
“So I take it you want more?” she asked coyly.
“Yeah,” I said, and the word wasn’t even out of my mouth before her lips covered mine again. As we kissed for what seemed an eternity, her hands slid up under the back of my shirt, and raised it up so that our bare bellies touched. The new sensation of skin-on-skin drove me wild, and I grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back, breaking the kiss. I plunged my mouth down onto her and kissed and licked her neck all over.
“Oh my god, baby, that’s so good,” she moaned as she raised one of her legs and wrapped it around the back of mine.
She pulled back slightly then, and slid her hands higher, lifting my shirt over my head. I allowed her to slide it off and loved the look in her eyes as she stared at my creamy nude breasts. I could feel her shift her hips and lift her skirt so that her pussy, clothed only in a thin silk thong, started grinding against my thigh. While she got herself off on my leg, I reached up her back, undid her bustier, and let it fall to the floor, exposing her small but firm chocolate breasts. Her brown nipples were hard as rocks, and her areolas were the same amazing shade, and swollen with lust. Our breasts squeezed into each other, my creamy ones smashing against her gorgeous brown globes. My hand that held her hair released it, and as I continued to suck and lick her neck, slid down her back to her perfect round ass, and up underneath her skirt, where I began caressing her pussy through her tiny thong.
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