Re-Awakening Lesbian Lust(closed for xFuckDollx)

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Whitney sighed as she pulled into Olivia's driveway. Why couldn't her husband David have been as ambitious and hard working as Olivia's? She wouldn't been be getting a divorce and crashing in her best friends guest room. But, alas, Olivia had chosen well, and Whitney had not.

10 years ago they had met on their first day in college and became fast friends. They had many of the same classes, went to the same parties, and even fucked a couple of the same guys! They had even become quite the lovers before they had met their future husbands.

Whitney pushed those thoughts aside as she parked her car and got out. She had gone to her weekly yoga class first and stepped out of her car in a pair of yoga shorts and a midriff baring zip up top. Not the most modest outfit, but she knew Olivia and Jason well enough not to think twice about it. Grabbing her bag, she began walking toward the front door.
 
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Hearing a car door slam, Olivia put down the plate she was drying and made her way through the dining room to the front door. She glanced through a small window next to the door and saw that Whitney had finally arrived and was starting toward the door, carrying her bags. Olivia felt a little flutter in her chest at the sight of her college friend, and she couldn't help but notice just how incredible the petite brunette looked in her barely there yoga clothes.

Forcing herself to keep certain memories from flooding her mind, the redhead turned and called up the stairs, "Honey, she's hear. Can you come help with her suitcases, please?"

Olivia didn't wait for an answer before opening the door and stepping out onto the small porch wearing a loose teal blouse and a pair of denim shorts. Barefoot, the redhead stepped gingerly down to the sidewalk, smiling broadly at Whitney. She met the brunette half way up the walk and insisted on taking one of the suitcases from her.

"You look good," she said, hoping it didn't sound weird.

Jason met them at the front door and took the bags from both women before disappearing upstairs to put them in the guest room. After shutting the front door behind them, Olivia pulled Whitney into a hug.

"I'm so glad you agreed to come," the redhead whispered into her friend's ear before finally breaking the embrace. She knew it was what Whitney needed, but she'd also known that her friend would feel like she was imposing, so she had convinced her that it wouldn't be a problem. If anything it would give them a chance to spend some quality time together for the first time in months.


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OOC: It goes to everyone, thats why you can see what we are saying, and why people put closed in the title. Its message board not a pm.

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Whitney beamed at her friend as the door opened. She tried to hold onto her bags and not be anymore trouble to Olivia, but Olivia insisted, and Whitney never was good at telling Olivia no. You look good! Olivia had said to her, and Whitney got momentary butterflies. She knew nothing was meant by it, Olivia probably resisted adding "for someone who just left thier husband", but it made Whitney feel good just the same.

"Well, thanks, David and I got into another fight just before I left, so I stopped to do some yoga on the way." They had fought about her leaving again. She had tried to get him to understand why she was leaving again, hoping he might show some sense of wanting her to stay, whivh of course didn't happen. Whitney had left in tears, and decided to go to the yoga class to try to find some calm. It also let her fix herself up a little so she wouldn't look like the complete mess she felt like.

"And you look great yourself, showing off all that leg", she laughed as she fought off a vivid memory of those legs wrapped tightly around her head. As they reached the door she thanked Jason for taking her bag and for taking her in. As Olivia emraced her and thanked her for coming, the brave face Whitney had been putting on crumbled and she burst into tears. She knew her friend loved and cared for her, and she could not have been more grateful. It had also been several months since they had seen each other. "Thank you, you and Jason are such great friends!" she sobbed, "I know you say I'm not putting you out, but I know I am, and I swear I'll find a way to repay you! I never should have doubted your advice about David!"

After holding the hug a few extra seconds and calming herself, Whitney released her friend and wiped her eyes. Slightly embaressed she chuckled, "Well, I, uh, I'm all sweaty from yoga, and should probably change into something a bit more modest." Jason had come back and was obviously uncomfortable dealing with a sobbing, emotional woman as well as very amusingly and sweetly was defintely working hard not to check out Whitney. "I'm guessing I'm in the guest room with the bathroom across the hall?"
 
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"You guessed right," Olivia said with a finger pistol and a wink. "I'll come up and make sure you have everything you need in a little bit."

The redhead's gaze lingered on her friend even as the petite brunette made her way up the stairs. It was hard not to linger on Whitney's perfect, tight little butt especially in those little shorts, Olivia thought to herself. No surprise, when she turned to say something to Jason he was sneaking a peak at Whitney's ass too.

Guess, I can't blame him, the redhead thought. It didn't bother her. Jason was a good guy and she trusted him. Unlike David, Whitney's husband, who was a complete piece of shit. It made her mad just thinking about the way he was treating Whitney. She had always had a bad feeling about David, but she had convinced herself that it was just lingering jealousy. Nope, I was right all along. Total douche.

"Hey, um, I know Whitney just got here and you were wanting to hang with her and take her out, try to keep her mind off things with David, but..." Jason broke the silence. "I just got off the phone with Reggie and he needs me to fly to Chicago."

"Seriously? When do you need to leave?" Olivia asked, giving her husband a playful slap on the arm.

"Tomorrow, but it's only supposed to be for two or three days," he said, rubbing his arm as if the slap had actually injured him.

"It's alright," the redhead said, her voice understanding. "If you've got to go, you've got to go. Whit and I can hang out and eat ice cream and do each others nails and stuff til you get back."

"Are you sure you don't mind?" he asked, clearly feeling a little guilty about raining on her plans.

"No really. We'll be fine," she assured him with a quick kiss, lifting herself up on her tip toes to reach his lips. He responded with a soft pat on her rear.

"I'm gonna go check on her," Olivia announced before starting up the stairs to the guest room.

"Okay, I'm gonna run some errands and I'll be back in an hour or so," Jason responded. "Love you."

"Love you, too, sweetie," the redhead replied as she reached the top of the stairs.
 
Whitney again thanked her friends, then headed up the stairs. If she hadn't known better, she would have thought she could feel both of their eyes on her ass, but she did know better. She quckily dug out some clothes and went across the hall to shower.

As she showered, Whitney couldn't help but think about the situation she was in. She had loved David, but he had always been a lazy asshole. She began to wonder if she had only married him because of his dick. It was incredible. The one thing he had never done was leave her wanting. She came on his cock at least twice every time.

Thinking about David like this had made her nipples hard and her pussy wet. Yoga had always made her horny, so it didn't take much to rev her up in the shower. Unyol the realization that it was over, and his dick was not worth the trouble. She almost cried again. At least her best friend stuck with her through it all. Her best friend whose legs looked incredible in the little shorts she was wearing. Her friend who she had had many fun times with.

Whitney needed some sexual release, so she decided to let the memories flow. In particular one of the times the had showered together. Whitney would never forget their wet bodies pressed against each other. Olivia kissing down her body and beginning to eat her out. Olivia's hands squeezing Whitney's tight ass.Whitney almost killing herself falling over during the orgasm.

Chuckling, Whitney began pulling at her nipples and teasing her clit, rembering how it felt between Olivia's long legs that same shower when she took her turn. The feel of Olivia's own tight ass in her hands. As she rembered how Olivia had sounded moaning and cumming at the end of that shower, Whitney let out her own moan as she came.

Quickly stifling her accidental sounds, Whitney rode tge wave of pleasure and finished showering. She was feeling better already! She pulled on a pair of tight jeans and white tank top after drying off. Realizing she forgot a bra she quickly stepped across the hall to her room, shut the door, and took her tank off. It wasn't until then she noticed Olivia in her room.

"Oh, I didn't see you there!" Whitney said a little awkwardly. Ignoring how awkward she felt, she quickly grabbed a white bra out of her bag. "Forgot to grab a bra!
 
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Whitney was still in the shower when Olivia reached the small guest room, so she busied herself straightening some items around the room that didn't really need to be straightened and pulling an extra blanket from the closet in case her friend got cold at night. As the redhead layed the blanket at the foot of the bed, she noticed one of Whitney's bags was open, an assortment of clothes spilling out of it.

Olivia couldn't help but notice several bras and several pairs of underwear, including more than one g-string. There was even a lacy pair that looked like they might be crotch-less, but even as the redhead's hand started to reach for the black lace panties she heard the shower shut off.

Pulling her hand back, Olivia moved away from the bed and stepped back over to the closet. After perusing the contents of the closet, she closed it and turned just in time to see Whitney enter the room and immediately strip her newly donned tank top off, exposing her small, perky breasts.

God, they haven't changed at all since college, Olivia thought with a mix of appreciation and jealousy.

"Oh, I didn't see you there! Forgot to grab a bra!" Whitney explained as she reached to pull one from her bag.

"Sorry, I just came up to make sure you had everything you need," the redhead replied, turning her head as if to look away, though not enough that she couldn't still see her friend.

"I've got the next few days off from work, so we can do whatever you want," Olivia continued, pretending as if there was nothing odd at all about Whitney standing there with her tits out. "We can go out, or relax out back by the pool...whatever you want."
 
As Olivia told her about taking time off to hang out, Whitney was filled with excitement! Forgetting she was topless she bounded over to Olivia and gave her another hug. "Really?! Oh I've missed spending time with you! I just showered, so let's go out, just some shopping therapy?" she suggested, becoming more aware of Olivia's eyes on her.

Becoming more and more convinced that Olivia's glances and stares were not imagined, Whitney started wondering and asking herself questions. Could she want Olivia looking at her like that...yes, of course. She wanted everyone to look at her like that! Was she looking at Olivia like that? She always had. Could she seduce Olivia? She didn't know. What would it do to Olivia's marraige if she did. She wasn't sure. And she really liked Jason, and they made a great couple. She decided she wouldn't blatantly try to seduce Whitney, maybe just a bit of teasing and fun, but also resolved that if one thing eventually led to another, she didn't mind.

After the few moments of thought, Whitney finally pulled her bra on, her perky b cups swaying as she fit and adjusted them in. Pulling her tank top back on, she looked at her friend. "Besides now that I'm going to be single again, I'm going to need some more sexy underwear. Right now all I have are these crotchless panties." she said pulling the racy black lacy underwear out of her bag. "Typical gift from David, too lazy to even need to pull my clothes off!" she said with a slightly sad chuckle.
 
Olivia was caught off guard when Whitney closed the distance between them and threw herself into the redhead's arms, still topless. She hesitated for a moment before letting her arms close around her friend, her hands moving up the other woman's bare back. She felt her heart flutter slightly at the mental image of her hugging Whitney, though in her mental picture, both of them were topless, their breasts pressed together.

After Whitney pulled away, Olivia pretended to be examining something on a nearby shelf, trying to hide her blush she was sure was visible on her cheeks. Ever since she had invited her friend to stay with her and Jason, the redhead had been remembering some of the more torrid parts of their previous relationship. She had never told Jason of course, and had almost convinced herself that it was nothing more than a few drunken nights of harmless exploration, but the truth was it had been more. Much more. And as much as Olivia thought her attraction to Whitney had cooled over the years, she suddenly felt like it was coming roaring back.

Olivia laughed empathetically as the slender brunette held up the crotch-less panties, even while imaging, if only briefly, what Whitney would look like with them on. Forcing her thoughts away from those more forbidden paths, the redhead stepped toward the door.

"Sounds great. I am always happy to do a little shopping," she smiled. "I'll just go let Jason know we're going out. Oh, I almost forgot. He just found out he has to fly out tomorrow for work, so it'll just be me and you for a few days."

With that Olivia slipped from the room and back downstairs to let her husband know what they had planned, her face still flush.
 
Whitney couldn't help but smile seeing Olivia blush. It was thrilling knowing that her long time friend still had sexual thoughts about her. Nothing would probably come of it, Olivia had always seemed embarrassed after their escapades, and based on what she had overheard and been told by Olivia, Jason was a more than capable lover. Still, teasing Olivia was fun, andand would give Whitney plenty of fantasy material at nights when she was missing David's dick.

Whitney put on some shoes and fixed her hair before heading downstairs. With an evil grin, Whitney looked at Olivia, "I'm ready when you are!"
 
Soon Olivia and Whitney were cruising down the highway toward the shopping district in Olivia's sporty convertible with the top down. It was a glorious day, and freed from work and other responsibilities, the redhead honestly felt like a college kid again. But the question was, how was her best friend feeling? Was she really as upbeat and carefree as she seemed or was that just a front to cover up her real feelings?

Olivia wanted to give Whitney whatever she needed. If she needed someone to talk to, she wanted to be that person. If she needed someone to have some fun with and take her mind off things, she wanted to be that person. She was willing to do whatever it took to make the brunette happy.

"So, where to? Shoes? Handbags? Lingerie? What shall we indulge in first?" she asked as they pulled off the highway and toward the series of upscale shops that lined the area.
 
Whitney sighed, and looked out the window as they were on their way to the shopping district. She was trying to stay positive and happy, but her life had been upended. She couldn't stay with David, who only seemed to care about her if he wanted some. Adding to her depression over that was the guilt she was feeling for wanting to sleep with her friend again. Olivia was happily married to a great guy, they had opened their house to her, and she has no idea how much Jason knows, or how upset he'd get if Whitney and Olivia were to revisit some of her more vivid memories.

"Let's do shoes first! You've got some great taste, and know that I'm single again I could use a pair that would help my legs and ass look as great as yours!" Whutney said with a chuckle. After a few more quiet minutes as they walked towards the cute little shoe boutique, Whitney decided to open up to Olivia a bit. Maybe complaining a bit about David and getting that out of the way would help her enjoy herself a bit more once she was done.

"So, uh, how are things with David? He's such a great guy, I'm so happy you found a loving, generous man. Jason certainly would not have done the same for you, or anyone else for that matter!"
 
Olivia laughed out loud at Whitney's comment about needing a pair of shoes that would make her legs and ass look good. "They've never made a pair of shoes that could make that ass look anything but spectacular," she responded, giving her friend's tush a discreet slap as they continued toward the shop.

It was really nice to see Whitney smiling after everything she had been through with David. She had shared a lot of it with Olivia and the redhead suspected there was probably even more that she hadn't chosen to share. It made her mad just thinking about that dickhead.

"What, oh, Jason is a really good guy, and I'm lucky I found him," Olivia responded. And he was. He was everything she had wanted in a man. Handsome, dependable, loving, honest, funny. The list went on. The only problem with Jason, if there was a problem, was he was a man. Nothing he could do about that. Not that the redhead was complaining. He was her husband, and she loved him fiercely. But sometimes, when she was alone and feeling horny, it wasn't Jason she fantasized about...to her embarrassment, it was her best friend.

"Oh, look at those," Olivia said pointing at a pair of heels that she thought would look amazing with a sexy little black dress. "Do you like those?"
 
Whitney let out a small surprised yelp as Olivia patted her ass. A bit of excitement ran through her body. It had likely been 5 or 6 years since anyone had touched her like that in public. "Oh, arent you so sweet!" she responded still trying to disguise how much Olivia had just turned her on.

"Ohhh those are nice!" Whitney said as she picked them up to look at them more closely. "I think I'm going to need a new sexy black dress and underwear to go with them though!" she laughed. As she bought the shoes and they began walking to the dress shop, Whitney continued their convo. "I don't David just got so boring and lazy. I can't put up with it anymore. Don't get me wrong, the sex was still frequent and great, but that just wasn't enough anymore, you know? It's like he's never cared about me, all I have of interest to him is a wet willing pussy!."

Almost immediately when they walked in the dress shop, Whitney spotted the perfect dress. "Oh my god!" she practically squealed as she picksmed up a tiny black dress. It seemed like a very tight fitting dress which showed a good bit of cleavage and was super short. "What do you think? Shall we try it o n?"
 
...a wet willing pussy...those words kept spinning through Olivia's mind as she walked beside her friend and with the words came not just memories of times they had spent together but even a few fantasies of what might happen...fantasies that she had already begun to chastise herself for even entertaining when she heard Whitney cry out and she turned to see the brunette fondling a sexy black dress.

"Definitely! You are going to look amazing in that," the redhead declared, running her hand over the fabric of the dress appreciatively.

"Ooh, I think I might try this one on," she continued, eyeing a similar dress but with a more plunging neckline. By the time they actually reached the dressing rooms, both women had found at least 3 dresses they wanted to try on.
 
Excitedly, Whitney entered the fitting rooms, to find only one stall was free. "Oh no, I guess we'll just have to share one!" she said, knowing she shouldn't be looking forward to ogling her married friend as much as she was. Pulling Olivia in by the hand, she shut the door.

Whitney quickly shed her top and jeans, revealing to Olivia she had changed her underwear before coming downstairs, tge reason for her evil grin before they had left. She had on a lacy black bra, and the same black crotchless panties she had made Olivia blush with. She knew Olivia was staring, but pretended not to notice, and acted like it was no big deal, though if Olivia looked hard enough, Whitney's pussy would betray just how turned on she was exposing herself to her friend.

Slowly, Whitney first pulled on the first black dress, making sure that Olivia could notice every bounce and flex of her tight body. "Hmmm, it certainly is sexy!" she said once she had it on. "I don't know toough, it might be too sexy, she said bending over slightly so it would ride up and show the lowervpart of her tight ass. "What do you think?"
 
Olivia was glancing around to see if perhaps there was another empty dressing room when she felt herself yanked in the direction of Whitney's dressing room. The door closed behind her as the redhead regained her balance, laughing at how ridiculous her former roommate was acting. It was like they were back in school again.

And just like in school, Whitney was quick to take her clothes off, stripping her jeans and tank top off as Olivia was hanging dresses up on a nearby hook. When the redhead turned back around she found the brunette in black lacy bra and the same crotch-less panties they had talked about back at the house.

Olivia couldn't help but stare, noticing that unlike she had been in college, Whitney was now completely shaved, and her perfect little pussy lips practically glistened. Fuck, I'm in trouble, the redhead thought before forcing her eyes somewhere else. Anywhere else.

As Olivia focused on taking her shorts and shirt off so she could try on some clothes, she heard Whitney's assessment of the black dress she was now wearing. Almost fearful of what she would see, the redhead turned and saw her friend standing in front of the mirror, the sexy little dress on.

"Are you kidding? It looks amazing. You have to get it," Olivia assured her even as she let her eyes drift down to the brunette's backside, the bottom of which was visible below the hem of the dress.

"That will definitely get you a man," Olivia joked as she started to try something on. "Or a woman." She added playfully.
 
Whitney smiled as she could feel Olivia's eyes on her. The gorgeous red-head had stripped down to her underwear as well, but seemed to forget to start trying on dresses. Taking a turn, and viewing the little bit of her ass than was showing in the mirror, she chuckled.

"Yeah, you're right. God, a woman would be fun," she turned and looked at Olivia in the eyes, "I havent been a woman, since, well I guess that beach trip you and I took the week before you met Jason! Speaking of, I always thoight the way you looked in that tiny bikini that weekend was the sexiest thing I'd ever see, but you've somehow gotten even hotter since then!" she said as she walked toward her friend, shamelessly looking her over, "But as much as I enjoy the view, you are supposed to be trying on dresses!" she said, giving Oliva's ass a hard, loud, playful slap. "I'm going to switch to the blue one next I think!"
 
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Thinking back on the trip to the beach that Whitney was referring to, Olivia quickly found herself daydreaming about those days. The girls had spent mornings in bed during that trip, then they would wander out to the beach around lunch time, returning to the hotel in the late afternoon for "naps" that mostly included showering together. After dinner they would walk the beach in the moonlight before ending up back in the hotel where they had some truly memorable marathon sex sessions. It was an incredible trip, and Olivia could have gone on daydreaming about it for hours if not for the smack of her friend's hand on her ass.

"Oh, right," the redhead said as she picked out a shimmery silver dress to try on, her cheeks flushing for what felt like the millionth time since Whitney had showed up at her house that morning. She loved being spanked, and she was sure the brunette remembered that about her.

Once she had donned the silver dress, Olivia decided that it didn't look right with the bra she was wearing, so she quickly removed her bra and then adjusted the top of the dress before turning to check it out in the mirror. It looked okay, but not quite as good as she had hoped. As she began to strip it off, pulling it down to her hips, her breasts now exposed, she turned to see what Whitney was trying on next.
 
Olivia's ass always felt nice on Whitney's hand. It was all Whitney could do not to grab it and start molesting her friend! As she grabbed the blue dress off the hangar, she too got lost in the memories of their wild weekend at the beach. Staying up all night pleasuring each other, and all day teasing each itger, much like they were now.

Pulling the dress on, Whitney wasn't sure about it. It was sexy and short, and tge color was beautiful, but something didn't seem right. Turning around to ask Olivia about it, she stopped and let out a soft, yet audible groan of surprise and desire.

Olivia had her breasts completely out! Swaying and bouncing as she shimmied out of what seemed to be an impossibly tight dress. Olivia's cold(?) niples were hard and begging for Whitney to play with them. After staring for a beat too long, Whitney shook herself out of it and asked, "Well what do you think? I'm not sure I love it"
 
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"It's nice but not as nice as the first one," Olivia answered, hiding a wicked little grin as she reached for a black dress to try on. She had heard the little gasp from Whitney and caught her friend staring at her breasts. The redhead was happy to turn the tables on the sexy little brunette after the way Whitney had surprised her with the panties she'd put on.

Olivia slipped into the black dress with white fishnet style sleeves and pulled it down over her hips. She glanced at her reflection and made some adjustments to how the dress fit around her shoulders and upper arms before turning to show it to Whitney.

"I kinda like it. What about you?" the redhead asked holding her arms out.


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Whitney practically drooled looking at Olivia in the sexy dress. She was again drawn to how much leg she was showing, memories of being trapped between her moaning friends thighs flooded her mind. "Yes, I love it! You have to get it! We're going to have to go to a club sometime this week and do some old fashioned teasing in our little black dresses!" She exclaimed.

Whitney was on fire. It was taking every ounce of will power not to passionately make a move on Olivia right here in the dressing room. However, if Olivia was going to tease her, she wasn't going to feel bad about teasing Olivia! "Well, thats it for me!" Whitney said, bending over to grab her jeans. As she did, she made sure to pull them up slowly, giving Olivia a full perfect view of her tight round butt, and between her thighs at her bare, wet pussy, before sliding them up her legs and bouncing her ass a bit to get it in the tight denim. The entire time she had her back to Olivia, but could see the redheads reaction in the mirror.
 
As Olivia pulled the black dress off and donned her bra again, she was a little relieved that they were done. She honestly wasn't sure how much more of Whitney's teasing she could take, whether it was purposeful or not. Yep, she just had to get dressed and get out of the dressing room without anything else happening, she was telling herself when she glanced over and saw the brunette turn her back to her and start to pull her jeans back on.

Olivia had always felt like Whitney's petite, toned body was perfect, and there was no part of her body more perfect than her friend's tight, sexy little ass. So when she saw the brunette bend over putting her ass on display, the redhead couldn't look away. Time slowed down as she stared at those two perfect cheeks, and even caught a glimpse of Whitney's pussy peaking out of her panties as she bent over. And it just kept going as the brunette pulled the pants up causing her ass to move and shake as it worked its way into the tight jeans.

Olivia's trance didn't break until her friend had managed to pull her jeans all the way on, and even then it wasn't easy to force her gaze away, considering how great Whitney's ass looked in those jeans. After quickly pulling her own clothes on and gathering the dresses she'd brought in with her, the redhead followed her friend out of the room and over to the cashier.

"Okay, are we doing more retail therapy, or are you ready to get something to eat?" Olivia asked as they left the shop, each of them carrying a small bag.
 
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