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Elise Parker sat in the booth of a downtown club watching the world go by with her best friend Sarah Marshall. It was almost midnight and both of them had had way more to drink than was wise. But they did have something to celebrate, well, a couple of things actually. Firstly, the company they both worked for had had an exceptionally good twelve months and today they'd learned that their bonuses reflected that. Secondly Sarah had completed her studies and been awarded her Masters degree,

To look at them you wouldn’t have thought the two girls made good ‘clubbing' companions. Elise, dressed like a slut and attracting looks from both guys and girls, Sarah looking like she might have come to the club straight to the club from bible classes. Yet surprisingly, the two girls got on very well. They’d both been a part of the same graduate intake and, since neither could afford to rent an apartment of their own they had rented one together.

At the time, neither of them had thought that, four years later, they’d still be living together. Yet somehow they just gelled. Sarah looked out for Elise and Elise looked out for Sarah.

Sarah was a star at the company they both worked for and destined for great things in the corporate world. Elise admired Sarah. The way she'd held down a demanding job, yet found the time to complete her Masters was more than awesome. Elise knew that she couldn't have done it. But she hoped that, with her studying finished, Sarah would take time to enjoy life a bit more. Hence the nightclub for starters!

Elise, by contrast was a different proposition altogether. She was a lousy employee but an exceptionally talented mathematician. She worked when she wanted to work and often that was at three o'clock in the morning after she'd got in from wherever she'd been that night. Most corporates couldn't have handled her but in a small company like the one they both worked for there was more flexibility. And such was Elise’s value to the company that they were prepared to overlook her ‘idiosyncrasies’ in return for her turning up each day (or at least most days). Elise’s ‘idiosyncrasies’ were manifold. For a start there was the way she dressed. Sometimes she was a goth slut, sometimes an anime character other times she just looked like a cheap hooker. Then there was the fact that she was unashamedly bisexual.

What she got up to out of the office carried on in the same vein. There was a constant stream of male and female companions but Elise was always careful to shield Sarah from this, making sure that when she spent the night with someone it was mostly at their place so as not to disturb Sarah or her studying. Then there were her sexual interests; swingers parties, sex clubs, bdsm clubs, threesomes, foursomes, orgies. All of which Elise never denied but never exposed Sarah to either.

Sarah by contrast was the opposite. There had been a few boyfriends that Elise could remember but none of them had been worthy of Sarah in Elise’s opinion. They'd all been distinctly underwhelming. The problem was that most boys probably thought Sarah was a bit bland and a bit of a goody goody.

A guy and a girl walked up to the booth that Elise and Sarah were occupying and shouted at them over the music.

“Are you coming to the party afterwards?” the guy asked

“It’s gonna be wild,” the girl added.

“No,” Elise responded. “Sarah and I are going to do our own thing.”

Elise would have liked to have gone to the party, she was in the mood to let her hair down, in the mood to feel somebody's skin against hers. But at the same time she was happy to spend the time with Sarah. Despite knowing plenty of people, Sarah was the only real friend Elise had and Elise treasured that.

“Suit yourselves,” the guy responded "but you’re going to miss an awesome night.”

With that the couple walked off. It probably would have been an awesome night, they would never know.

Just after midnight the two girls left the club and caught an Uber back to their apartment. Oddly, both of them could have afforded to rent their own apartment now but neither of them seemed keen to make the move.

"Let’s do some shots,” Elise suggested, knowing that if she hadn’t suggested something, Sarah would have retired to her room. “It’s Saturday tomorrow. We don’t have to go to work. We can just laze in bed, nurse our hangovers and think about how we're going to spend our bonuses.”

Elise found a bottle of Tequila in one of the kitchen cupboards and took two glasses, through to the living room. Pouring out two generous measures she placed them in front of Sarah.

“Truth or Dare.” she suggested. "If you dip out you've got to down the tequila in one. I'll start us off, so you choose."

When Sarah indicated truth, Elise asked her question.

“Yeah, we should both probably start off with a truth then,” Elise agreed. “So when was the last time you slept with a boy?”
 
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Sarah Marshall looked about as dull as her name sounded. Not that Sarah wasn't pretty, but there were obstacles to seeing it, not least of which was that she was sitting next to Elise. Beyond that, the large glasses that she wore and the way she almost always had her auburn hair up in a strict bun made her look both nerdy and severe. Her white blouse was buttoned nearly all the way up to the neck and combined with a minimizing bra it was impossible to tell how well-endowed she was. Similarly, her plain ankle length black skirt and the black flats on her feet obscured her nice legs and her curvy hips and ass. All in all she looked like a school teacher or librarian from a hundred years ago.

She was, in fact, an aerospace engineer, and a good one. She'd been second in her class at Uni and had been headhunted by several big firms. But she had decided to go with a smaller firm where she wasn't going to be just one drop of rain in the barrel, where she might make a difference. Four years in and she'd managed to make a big contribution to the firm's bottom line and finish her Masters program. Getting her Masters degree came with a significant raise, and combined with bonuses proportional to their contributions, it gave them a lot to celebrate. In a few more years, she might even be Dr. Marshall. She giggled as that thought went through her head, Dr. Marshall indeed, how droll that sounded. Giggling was rather out of character for Sarah and it was one sign that she was more than just a little drunk. In fact, she couldn't remember a time when she had ever had this much to drink.

She looked around the club, it was more Elise's kind of place than anything Sarah would have picked, but she didn't mind. Ever since she'd met Elise, she been somewhat envious of her. Elise's life was so much more... interesting than Sarah's. Oh Elise went out of her way not to expose Sarah to too much of her wild life, and on the one hand Sarah was grateful. Studying for school every night would have been nearly impossible if Elise had brought all her flings back to the flat they shared. But still, Elise had told her about some of the wild times she'd had at Uni, and Sarah wasn't oblivious enough to realize that she didn't still do some of the same things. In fact, it was Sarah's lack of obliviousness combined with her vivid imagination that was most of the problem. She hadn't been able to keep from imagining what was going on when she did hear the sounds of lovemaking coming from Elise's room, or picturing the scenes of salacious text messages on Elise's phone when she'd left it unguarded on the kitchen counter or the coffee table.

A couple approached their table and Sarah immediately noticed how sexy they both were

“Are you coming to the party afterwards?” asked the guy in an open leather vest that showed off a nice chest and abs and just the barest hint of fine hairs that dissapeared into his low waisted pants, tugging Sarah's eyes downward.

“It’s gonna be wild,” added the girl in an off-the-shoulder dress that was so form fitting that it displayed every delicious curve.

The fact that Sarah was evaluating then in this way was another indication of how drunk she was. So much so, that she was tempted to tell Elise they should go together to the party, but she wasn't quite that brave even with all the drinking they'd done that night.

“No. Sarah and I are going to do our own thing.”

For reason's she didn't quite understand, those words sent a tingling rush through Sarah's body, but she passed it off as a side effect of the alcohol. Still, a little later, sitting next to Elise in the back of the Uber, Sarah was oddly aware of Elise, the sound of her breathing, the warmth of her body, and the smell of her. She caught floral notes from Elise's perfume, fruitier scents that Sarah knew were from her shampoo and conditioner, and underlined with a pleasant muskiness that was one hundred percent Elise. All these combined into a heady fragrance that smelled both comfortably like home and alluring.

When they reached home, Sarah was just about to turn in for the night when Elise suggested they do some shots. Sarah was already whirling in an alcoholic fog, but she found herself saying. "Alright, sure." Although if she'd thought about it she would probably concluded that it was an just an excuse to remain close to Elise a bit longer. Elise suggested Truth or Dare, so Sarah chose Truth first.

“When was the last time you slept with a boy?” Elise asked.

"Well that's easy at least, and you know as well as I do it's been over six months, ever since I broke up with that wanker Todd." Sarah scowled just a bit. "I mean not that the sex was bad, but when I found out that he was boffing that blond Swedish skank on the side... I don't think he was ever really interested in me. I think he just liked the fact that I paid for everything because he was up to his ears in student loans. And when since then have I had time to find someone else?"

"Work and school make Sarah a very dull girl." Sarah giggled drunkenly at that before sighing heavily, "I envy you. You don't even have to go looking for guys to fuck... or girls for that matter, they come to you." She thought again of the hot couple in the club. Then she looked back at Elise and suddenly remembered the game. "Uh... truth or dare?"

"Truth." Elise replied after a moment.

"Alright, um... Who was the last person you fucked that was more than just a fling... or that you wanted to be more than a fling, and why?"
 
"I envy you. You don't even have to go looking for guys to fuck... or girls for that matter,

Elise was surprised to hear Sarah say that. She'd always thought Sarah was one of those people who just wasn't that interested in sex. It wasn't that she didn't have plenty going on in her life, it was just that for Sarah it seemed to be all be about getting on at work and studying.

Elise gave her friend a slightly drunk hug.

'You are really pretty, intelligent, fun to be with and a good friend. I know that. If you spruced up your image, let you hair down, showed off a bit of flesh, you could have any guy you wanted," Elise told Sarah then added, "or girl of course..."

Elise thought for a moment.

“If you like we could go shopping for clothes tomorrow. Freshen up your image. Maybe even get you a haircut. I could be your personal stylist,” Elise laughed then added self deprecatingly, “Of course it all depends on the sort of people you’re looking to meet. But if you want to dress like a slut and have plenty of meaningless sex then I’m definitely your girl.”

"Uh... truth or dare?" Sarah asked.

“Truth,” Elise replied after a moment.

"Alright, um... Who was the last person you fucked that was more than just a fling... or that you wanted to be more than a fling, and why?"

Elise thought long and hard. It wasn’t really a question she wanted to answer but she wanted to be honest.

"Truth is.... There's never really been anyone," Elise admitted. "If ever they showed any interest then i dropped them like a hot coal. It's always seemed to me that if you start a relationship with a guy all they want to do is own you, keep you for themselves. And as for women well they just tend to get really jealous when you play around. Don't get me wrong i'd like to meet someone, give my heart to someone, but someone who could let me be me and there aren't many people willing to take that on."

It was a bit of an admission but Elise continued.

"Truth is that apart from my parents and my little brother, I've never really cared about anyone much. Other than you of course. You've been a good friend to me. You've seen past the slutty exterior. Perhaps we should go out," Elise joked, "You could be the love of my life and i could introduce you to all the sex your deepest darkest desires could ever dream of."

There was a moment of silence.

'So what's it to be this time? Truth or Dare?"

“Truth please.”

“Ok. Now I know you’ve kissed boys obviously but have you ever kissed a girl?”

It might have been the alcohol talking but then Elise added cheekily.

“And if you haven’t, would you like to kiss one now?”
 
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Elise's hug repeated the sensory experience in the Uber but multiplied ten times, adding the sense of touch and bringing them as close together as two people could physically be. "Any closer and she'd be inside me," ran through Sarah's head, making her blush and her heart skip a beat. She was so distracted that she barely heard the words that came after. She only managed a prefunctory "Uh huh." in reply. Only when the mental fog cleared was she able to return to the game.

After Sarah had ask her question Elise paused, and it was clear she was really considering how to answer. Sarah hadn't really intended the question to require as much soul-searching as it apparently did, but that was a often unconcious talent of hers, to ask the question that made people really think about something, and it served her very well, both as an engineer and as a friend.

"Perhaps we should go out."

Sarah could tell that Elise was joking, but her breath hitched and her heartrate ratched up a notch. Was that what she wanted, to date her best friend?

"You could be the love of my life and I could introduce you to all the sex your deepest darkest desires could ever dream of."

Suddenly, it everything was so clear. The alcohol had reduced her resistance to an idea she would never have considered sober. The idea that she and Elise could be together, but also that they could have sex with other people seemed so right, so perfect. It wasn't empty sex that Sarah wanted, that wasn't the thing that she envied, it was the variety, the endless buffet of new partners and new experiences. The thing that held her back was the desire for intimacy, the safety and comfort of having someone to come home to. Elise, by her own admission, avoided intimacy because she was afraid it would keep her from having the exciting life she loved. Sarah, avoided the lifestyle she wanted because she feared that it would prevent her having the emotional intimacy and security she craved. But what if they could both have exciting unpredicatable experiences and still come home safe in the knowledge that someone who loved them would be there. It was a heady thought.

“So what's it to be this time? Truth or Dare?"

Elise's next words broke the spell, bringing Sarah at least part way back to reality. "Truth, please."

“Ok. Now I know you’ve kissed boys obviously but have you ever kissed a girl? And if you haven’t, would you like to kiss one now?”

For Sarah, Elise's words seemed to hang in the air. Combined with what she had just been thinking the thought of kissing Elise was like a thunderclap. Her throat went dry, her heart felt like it was beating a million times a minute, pounding in her ears, and it was like she forgot how to breathe, or even that she needed to. If this question had come from anyone else, Sarah was sure her answer would be "No." and "No, but thank you for the offer." But this was Elise asking. This one particular girl. Why had she never realized that she did want to kiss Elise? And maybe more besides, but Sarah's brain skittered around that for the moment, it was too much.

"No..." She said at first, while still trying to figure out how to explain it to Elise. It might be clear in her mind, but now the alcohol was in her way, making her tongue-tied. After a moment she realized to her horror that it must sound like she was saying "No" to both questions, so she blurted out, "I mean, yes!" as her face flushed. Wait... that wasn't right either! Fuck! "I mean no and yes!" she stammered. "I think... I mean... I want... Oh God, I don't want to kiss a girl, I want to kiss you!" She looked straight at Elise, her eyes betraying a hodgepodge of emotion that was too tangled to sort out right now, "Please... Please kiss me before I lose my nerve."
 
There was something about the way Sarah responded to the question that Elise didn’t quite pick up on. She thought Sarah’s confusion was just the alcohol fogging her brain and laughed as Sarah tried to get her words out.

Elise took a slug of the Tequila and then, without swallowing, pursed her lips and offered herself to Sarah with a big cheesy grin on her face. The two girls moved closer together and when their lips had sealed Elise let the alcohol trickle into Sarah’s mouth.

Until that moment it had been a drunken game to Elise. Something that could be passed off as high spirits and blamed on the alcohol. But the intensity of Sarah’s response shocked Elise as their tongues intertwined. Was this what Elise thought it was? Was Sarah interested in her. It seemed preposterous, yet at the same time Elise had kissed a lot of girls and knew when they were into her.

Rightly or wrongly Elise did what she was genetically programmed to do when someone she fancied came on to her. She responded.
With one hand she pulled out Sarah’s sensible blouse from where it had been tucked into her skirt and touched her midriff. With the other she reached round and cupped the back of Sarah’s head, gently coaxing Sarah to press herself harder against Elise. Then she stuck her tongue all the way into Sarah’s mouth.

Neither of them seemed to want the kiss to end but when they came up for air Elise was confused.

“Was that what I thought it was. Or did I get the signals horribly wrong?” she asked her friend. “Because I don’t mind if it was. I just thought someone like you wouldn’t be interested in a bit of a skank like me.”

Elise started rambling at this point.

“I mean I think we’d make a really good couple. You really could be the love of my life and I could introduce you to loads of sex. We could have a great time… it’s just that if I have read the signals wrong then I probably need to stop trying to feel your breasts and do your blouse back up. …”
 
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For just a moment, Elise's laughter stung Sarah. She watched as Elise took a swig from the tequila bottle and wondered how Elise could be taking this so lightly. Maybe it was just the booze, but to Sarah it felt like she had just laid her heart in her friend's hand and Elise was treating it like a toy. But then Elise was leaning towards her, her lips still wet with the tequila and Sarah instinctively responded by tilting her head slightly and leaning to meet them. Sarah closed her eyes as their lips met and almost immediately Elise's tongue slid into her mouth, openning up a channel for some of the tequila to trickle into Sarah's mouth.

Sarah barely managed to swallow as her mind absorbed an overload of information. In books, people describe this sensation as "fireworks going off in your head", but that was woefully inadequate. There was the amazing softness of Elise's lips, softer that any boy who had ever kissed her, there was the warmth of Elise's tongue in her mouth, still tasting of tequila making the experience feel a bit wild, and again there was the scent of Elise, so close, both intoxicating and comforting at the same time.

It might have ended right there. Sarah had never really liked French kissing. She'd done it because her boyfriends' had wanted her to, but sticking her tongue into a boy's mouth seemed gross. But kissing Elise was different, suddenly she wanted to be inside of Elise's mouth, like Elise was in hers. So she slid her tongue demandingly past Elise's tongue and lips, and it was glorious. She explored Elise's mouth like she was trying to make a map of it, running her tongue playfully along Elise's teeth, revelling in how smooth they were.

One tiny part of Sarah's brain recognized that Elise was not as committed to the kiss as she was. Not that the kiss was bad, far from it, but it was like a puzzle missing one piece that gave all the others context. The other pieces were all great by themselves, but the missing piece was jarring in its absence. But then something changed in Elise and the kiss was fully mutual. Elise was pulling on her clothes as if she couldn't wait to touch her, and when she found Sarah's skin under the blouse it felt as hot as the passion growing between them. She pulled Sarah in like she wanted them to merge into a single being. Her tongue explored Sarah's mouth with the same zeal that Sarah had done for her moments before. The puzzle was complete and it was right, to Sarah it felt like coming home.

If anyone asked her about her first kiss with Elise later, her eyes would go dreamy and a beautiful, if a little goofy, smile would light up her face, and she would say it felt like it had lasted forever, a single, perfect, near infinite moment when the rest of the universe just stopped and she and Elise were the only thing that mattered. But even perfect moments end eventually, and the universe came back online. Their lips reluctantly parted and Sarah took in a deep breath as her body remembered that breathing was important. She felt hot and flushed as she opened her eyes to see Elise looking confused.

“Was that what I thought it was. Or did I get the signals horribly wrong? Because I don’t mind if it was. I just thought someone like you wouldn’t be interested in a bit of a skank like me.”

A lump formed in Sarah's throat when Elise discounted herself and call herself a skank and for a moment she couldn't speak. Into that moment Elise poured a torrent of words.

“I mean I think we’d make a really good couple. You really could be the love of my life and I could introduce you to loads of sex. We could have a great time… it’s just that if I have read the signals wrong then I probably need to stop trying to feel your breasts and do your blouse back up. …”


Although it seemed impossible, Sarah's face got even redder when she realized that the only thing between Elise's hand and her breast was her sturdy minimizing bra, but she made no move to change that. Instead she leaned in again, kissing Elise tenderly this time, just brushing their lips together.

"I don't ever want to hear you call yourself a skank again. You are an intelligent, beautiful, sexy woman. If other people call you names, I say "Fuck 'em" and fuck the labels too." She smiled gently, "As for signals, I think you missed a few at the beginning, but after that you read them perfectly." She drew in for another brief kiss.

"Right now, I want you, period, full stop," she paused for a moment, pulling back just slightly, so she could look Elise straight in the eyes, "I also want to tell you that I'll be the love of your life, forever and ever, but a promise like that should be made with a clear head, and I'm not even close to having one right now and neither are you, sweetie!" she said as she playfully poked Elise in the chest.

"But there is one promise I can make you tonight, if you want me too, then no matter how my feelings might change in the cold, sober light of day, I will never regret whatever we do tonight. The booze I'm going to regret in the morning, but not spending the night with my beautiful, sexy, best friend." She pulled the blouse off over her head in a practiced movement and reached back to unhook her bra, leaving Elise holding it against her breast. Then she leaned in and put her hands around Elise's head and pulled her into a passionate kiss.
 
Right now, I want you, period, full stop," Sarah told Elise as if she hadn’t been more sure of anything in her life.

"I also want to tell you that I'll be the love of your life, forever and ever, but a promise like that should be made with a clear head, and I'm not even close to having one right now and neither are you, sweetie!"

Elise felt a twinge of disappointment at this second part but she knew what Sarah said make sense. She couldn’t help being cheeky though

“Imagine the fun we could have,” she said letting her mind wander. “If we brought a boy back here we could share him and if we brought two back we could swap half way through. Then, on the nights we didn’t bring anyone back we could cuddle up on the sofa and watch TV then enjoy each other in bed.”

It all sounded very obvious and for a moment Elise wondered why it hadn’t occurred to them before. The answer of course was that she hadn’t realised that Sarah liked girls too.

When Sarah took off her ugly bra to reveal her gorgeous breasts all that Elise wanted to do was descend on her and suck on them. Sarah had other ideas though and wanted to kiss. Elise had a vested interest in ensuring that when Sarah sobered up she only had good memories of the night before. Sarah seemed to develop a thing for kissing her and Elise encouraged it.

“I kissed a girl and I liked it,” Elise sang when they came up for air.

She was still fondling Sarah’s breasts with one hand but with the other she took hold of one of Sarah’s hands and guided it towards her own pussy. Although she still had panties on Elise wanted to feel Sarah’s hand on her most intimate area. And when Sarah made contact Elise sighed.

“You can have my pussy any time you want,” she whispered.

The living room table didn’t make an ideal location for exploring each other though and, soon after, Elise suggested they move to a bedroom

“Your place or mine,” she joked. “But before you make your mind up you should know that mine has toys and restraints and lube, if you’re interested.”
 
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“Imagine the fun we could have,” Elise's eyes lost focus as imagined it, “If we brought a boy back here we could share him and if we brought two back we could swap half way through. Then, on the nights we didn’t bring anyone back we could cuddle up on the sofa and watch TV then enjoy each other in bed.”

"I know. Right now it feels so simple, but I think the fact that we've never thought of it before probably means something. We should at least give our more rational brains a chance at it in the morning. But right now my rational brain can go fuck itself!"

They kissed, and while Sarah didn't think any kiss would ever top her first with Elise, for now this one was in second place by a wide margin. Elise's hands where on her bare breasts and it felt wonderful. Most of Sarah's boyfriends had either mostly ignored her breasts or handled them a bit too enthusiastically. Elise played them perfectly, squeezing and pinching just the right amount, apparently using Sarah's responses as a guide.

“I kissed a girl and I liked it,” Elise sang when they finally parted.

Sarah giggled, "I knew I liked that song for a reason!"

Even though she knew where the evening was headed, Sarah was still surprised when Elise took her hand and guided it between her legs. She could feel the damp heat even through Elise's silky panties and the look in Elise's eyes and the sigh that escaped her lips caused an intense pulse of heat in her own nethers in response.

“You can have my pussy any time you want.”

"Deal." Sarah replied with little giggle as the heat and wetness between her legs seemed increase ten-fold.

They groped each other for a bit, but Sarah's skirt was too confining to work around and Elise was still fully dressed, even if "fully dressed" meant less to Elise than it did to Sarah. Elise suggested they move to one of the bedrooms.

“Your place or mine,” Elise said with a silly smile. “But before you make your mind up you should know that mine has toys and restraints and lube, if you’re interested.”

Sarah seriously considered for a moment, "Well, it seems you are better prepared than I am, but I do have one thing you don't. I have a bigger bed. Besides, let's save the toys and all for next time. Tonight I just want you, hands, lips, tongue, and whatever other parts we can make use of." She giggled again, feeling giddy in a way that was so much more than just the booze.

She openned the door to her room and she wasn't kidding about the bed, it looked big enough for four people, or six if they were really cozy. Sarah wasted no time stripping off her skirt and panties and slipping off her flats. Then she took a running leap that made her breasts bounce wildly, turned in the air and landed square in the middle of the bed, on her back, arms spread. Lying naked on the bed Sarah was much more appealing that she had been dressed. She had pale skin with a hint of freckles and large firm breasts topped with pale pink nipples. Her waist and stomach were trim and her legs were long and slender and her feet small, but in between she had wide hips and a curvy ass. The patch of red hair between her legs matched the hair on her head and was obviously trimmed but just enough to keep it orderly.

She looked up at Elise. "OK, I'm ready, what's taking you so long?" Then she burst into a fit of giggles that had her eyes watering before she got it under control.
 
Sarah’s bed was much bigger than the one in Elise’s room. When they’d first moved in they’d tossed a coin to see who’s got what bedroom. Sarah had won, so she’d got the bigger room with the bigger bed, which hadn’t made much sense really given that most of the time she’d been it’s only occupant.

There was no doubting Sarah’s enthusiasm. She was definitely in a hurry to get undressed. It was as if she was one hundred per cent committed to enjoying the night regardless of how she felt in the morning.

Elise looked at Sarah sprawled naked on the bed and couldn’t help admiring her body. She really did look fantastic out of those librarian clothes of hers. She must have known it, surely.

"OK, I'm ready, what's taking you so long?" Sarah said in a fit of giggles

“I thought I’d do a little striptease for you,” Elise chuckled.

Elise gave Sarah her best stripper routine. She’d actually taken classes on how to be a stripper. It wasn’t serious but she’d seen it advertised locally and thought it would be fun to learn. Most of the girls there were doing it to spice up their sex lives with their husbands. Nobody actually got naked, you’d had to wear a leotard underneath everything. But it had been a bit of fun and in fact stripping as an art form was far more difficult than people gave it credit for.

She danced for Sarah, gyrating seductively and gradually removing the few items of clothing she had on. Little by little she revealed more of herself, until she was naked. Elise’s body was slender and her breasts were tiny compared to Sarah’s. Any thinner and she might have looked undernourished. Small tattoos marked her body in random places. None of them really meant anything, they were just there as body art and a statement of rebellion against conservative values.

Elise played with her pussy for Sarah, fingering herself until she was moist enough to penetrate her own vagina with two digits. Salaciously she finger fucked herself for a few moments closing her eyes as she did. Then she climbed onto Sarah, straddling her. Elise took hold of Sarah’s arms and pinned them above her head, not so tightly that she couldn’t break free if she wanted, but forcefully enough to establish some level of control.

With Elise on top of her Sarah was pinned to the bed and Elise went in for a kiss. Hard on the lips before breaking free and mouthing the erogenous zone behind Sarah’s ear. Letting go of her arms with one hand she pushed it between their bodies until she found Sarah’s clitoris and began to rub it. Then she pushed her own clitoris against her knuckles and began to rub herself against Sarah’s body
 
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“I thought I’d do a little striptease for you,”

Sarah watched in both amazement and growing arousal as Elise began a slow striptease. She didn't just take off her clothes one by one, if she had, it would have been over quickly as she wasn't wearing much but a dress, panties, and fishnets. Rather, she made art out of revealing each bit of skin, inch by inch until Sarah was dying to see her nude body. "Oh God, you are sexy!" Sarah said as she got more and more aroused.

Even once Elise was naked, the show didn't end. Elise started to rub her bare pussy. Sarah had never realized how sexy it was to have another woman masturbate in front of her. She'd seen a few porn videos of this and they hadn't really done anything for her, but here, live in her own bedroom it was a totally different thing. She watched Elise's face as much as her body and the building arousal there. The thing that made it truly erotic was the fact that Elise's eyes were only focused on her, sometimes making direct eye contact and sometimes sliding her eyes over Sarah's body. It seemed that Elise found her attractive, sexy even, if the look in her eyes was anything to go by. It made Sarah wonder, because she always thought of herself as a bit fat, with her large breasts, hips, and ass.

Elise slid two fingers into her pussy with a soft, wet sound. It was almost voyeuristic with her eyes closed, but Sarah couldn't help but watch as she lasciviously slid her fingers slowly in and out of her pussy. The naked desire on Elise's face was infectious. Then almost before she realized it, Elise was on top of her, holding her down and kissing her. The sensation of being held down both by Elise's hands and her weight was erotic in it's own way, making her wonder about the restraints Elise mentioned earlier.

The feeling of Elise's naked body pressed against hers was electric. Elise's skin was soft, warm, and silky smooth against her own, so different than men, but different in all the right ways. The kiss was hard and fast and didn't last as long as Sarah would have wanted. She was about to complain when Elise's lips touched behind her ears. It felt like the most erotic thing anyone had ever done to her, because it felt so intimate. Kissing and bumpin' uglies was what you expected during sex, but this was so close and personal. She could hear Elise's breath in her ear and she let out a moan of pleasure.

Without changing positions, Elise moved one arm between them and Sarah could feel her fingers moving through the silky ginger hair on her mons until they came to rest on her clit. But they didn't rest long as Elise began to stroke her clit. Sarah could tell she was wet because of how smoothly Elise's fingers moved against her.

"Oh fuck." She whispered into Elise's ear. Elise responded by grinding her own body against Sarah's. It was so sexy that to her complete surprise, Sarah felt her orgasm building. She'd never come this quickly, even with a vibrator. "Oh God, don't stop." Sarah might have been wondering if she was more lesbian than straight if she had retained the capacity for rational thought, but she was beyond that for the moment.
 
"Oh God, don't stop."

When Sarah urged her not to stop, Elise did exactly the opposite. She climbed off Sarah and lay down beside her placing a cupped hand over Sarah’s pussy.

“If I make you cum, what are you going to do for me?” Elise taunted as she momentarily applied pressure to Sarah’s clitoris, just to keep her on edge.
 
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Sarah was so close and then inexplicably Elise stopped.

"Ugh," she protested. She wanted to reach down and finish herself off, but she couldn't, Elise was still holding her arms over her head. She squirmed a bit, but not enough to really break free.

“If I make you cum, what are you going to do for me?” Elise's finger pressed down on her clit and she trembled, just at the edge.

Sarah openned her eyes and looked at Elise with naked lust in her eyes. "Oh God, please! Whatever you want,... please?"
 
Elise liked being a tease. She liked tormenting her partners until they begged for relief.

"Whatever I want," she giggled. "Mmmm, I'll have to think about that."

Elise reached over and kissed Sarah full on the lips while still toying with her pussy. She began to rub Sarah's clitoris again using gentle circular motions, but when she felt Sarah get too close she stopped for a moment. Moving her head down she began to delicately nibble on Sarah's nipples then, when she wasn't expecting it she bit hard on one, watching her victim react in surprise. Then she started gently rubbing Sarah's clitoris again. This routine was repeated for a few cycles with Sarah never quite sure when the bite was going to come, just knowing that at some point it would. Eventually Elise decided that Sarah was ready now.

She straddled Sarah once again but this time facing away from her. With one hand holding Sarah's knee and the other teasing her clitoris Elise began to bring her victim to the boil. It didn't take long, Sarah was already simmering nicely.

"You can cum for me now," she told Sarah.

Elise didn't rub Sarah's clitoris any harder. She just kept up the gentle motion until the inevitable happened. She used her bodyweight to keep Sarah pinned down as Sarah's orgasm struck her and with Elise's hand forcing her knees apart, Sarah was powerless to completely close her legs, ensuring that Elise could keep tormenting her.

Elise kept going long after Sarah's orgasm had passed, long after pleasure had turned into exquisite agony. Although Sarah was bigger than her, Elise was stronger than she looked and she kept her pinned down, but it was like riding a bucking bronco.

When Elise stopped, the bucking stopped too. She climbed off Sarah and lay down next to her again. She kissed the gorgeous erect nipples she'd bitten so harshly a moment ago, tenderly now before moving her head up and nuzzling the recovering Sarah's neck.

"You did say whatever i want didn't you," Elise whispered. "Well what i want is for you to fuck me with a strap-on. I'll go and get it from my room while you take a moment to recover."

Elise skipped back to her room and retrieved a sizeable strap-on from a cupboard and some lube to go with it then she came back to Sarah's bedroom and presented her with the toy.
 
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"Whatever I want. Mmmm, I'll have to think about that." Elise's laughter sent shivers down Sarah's spine, wondering what she'd just agreed to, but right now she was too desperate and too distracted to worry about it much.

Even with Sarah's promise, Elise did not immediately give her the release she so desperately needed. Elise toyed with her, bringing her almost painfully close to orgasm before backing off. Elise moved down to nibble gently on Sarah's breasts, which just increased Sarah's arousal until suddenly Elise bit down hard on one of her sensitive nipples. Sarah yelped, but after the unexpected pain there was a surprising pulse of heat in her pussy, and she moaned in pleasure. This cycle repeated each time Elise bit down hard, first a little squeal of pain, followed by a moan of pleasure. By the time Elise mounted her in a lesbian version of reverse cowgirl, Sarah was frantic to orgasm. It took little time to bring Sarah right up to the edge again. "Ugh!" she cried out.

"You can cum for me now,"

Elise's command finally released her and Sarah's orgasm hit her hard. "Oh God..., fuck, Fuck, FUCK!" Her whole body convulsed, her back arching, her legs shaking and her hands grasping handfulls of the duvet. But when her orgasm finally subsided, Elise didn't stop, she kept up the same slow, gentle revolutions. Sarah's clit was so sensitive it was like it was on fire. Her moans of pleasure changed to cute little whimpers, like her mind was still trying to figure out if this was good or bad.

Any evaluation of that was interrupted by Sarah's second orgasm. It took her utterly by surprise, since she'd always been 'one and done'. "Ugh, ugh, Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" she barely articulated as her body started shaking again. Even then, Elise didn't stop. Sarah reflexively tried to close her legs, but Elise was too strong and held her legs apart. Sarah tried wriggling out from under but Elise's weight kept her pinned and the duvet provided no purchase for her grasping hands. Sarah would have been shocked when her third orgasm in rapid succession hit her, but she was beyond rational thought at that point. This time all that came out of her mouth was a long scream that was as much pain as pleasure and her convulsions were weaker this time.

Still Elise didn't stop, but this time Sarah really was done. Now covered in a fine sheen of sweat, she struggled wildly as Elise's fingers kept her in a place of pleasure so intense it was painful. Finally after what seemed like an hour, Elise's fingers relented and Sarah slumped to the bed with a deep breath and a long sigh of relief. It took Sarah minutes to recover the ability to form coherent thoughts, let alone speak, as Elise snuggled against her and put light butterfly kisses on the back of Sarah's neck, making her shiver.

"Fuck...," Sarah whispered finally when she could speak again. "Never... never felt anything... like that before." She rolled enough to kiss Elise on the lips. "I love you." It seemed a shocking thing to say to someone she had just invited to her bed for the first time. But Elise wasn't some one night stand, or even some guy she saw once or twice a week. Elise had been Sarah's roomate for four years and in that time had become her best friend, despite the vast differences in their lifestyle choices. Sarah nestled her head against Elise's chest and sighed contentedly.

After a few more moments Elise whispered,"You did say whatever I want didn't you? Well what I want is for you to fuck me with a strap-on. I'll go and get it from my room while you take a moment to recover."

Then Elise was gone and Sarah felt her absence keenly. Wait... WHAT? rang through Sarah's brain. Elise wanted her to fuck her with what? A strap-on? It wasn't like Sarah didn't know what that was, she wasn't that naive, but what the fuck? Sarah had never imagined that she'd ever use one on anyone, let alone Elise. But she had promised, hadn't she? By the time Elise came back Sarah was sitting in the middle of the large bed. Her eyes got wide when she laid eye on what Elise was carrying. Holy fuck, the thing had to be over nine inches long and thicker than any of Sarah's boyfriends had been.

"Shit Elise! You want me to fuck you with that?" She got off the bed to look at it more closely. "This thing is huge. You're sure?" It only took a look at Elise's face to confirm that yes, Elise was very sure. "Alright, I did promise after all." She looked at the straps and buckles and inspite of being an accomplished aerospace engineer conceded that she had no idea how to put it on. "You're going to have to help me put it on."

Elise wasted no time getting down on her knees to fit the harness around Sarah's waist, making quick work of the straps and buckles. Something unexpected happened in Sarah's brain once she had the huge member sticking out in front of her like some very well-endowed male porn star. The sight of Elise looking up at her triggered something in Sarah she'd never known was there. She took her 'cock' in one hand and playfully slapped it against Elise's cheek. "Well, unfortunately for you, you didn't say how I should fuck you with this," she said as she repeated the slap on the other side, "If you want my dick anywhere near your pussy, you're going to have to suck it first!"
 
I love you..."

It had seemed an unusual thing for Sarah to say, given how sensible she'd been about not making commitments while she was drunk.

"You already know I love you too," Elise happily replied. “You know I’d make the best girlfriend you could possibly imagine. I’d make sure you got all the loving you could possibly need and I don’t get jealous, so you could fuck who you wanted. And I could take care of you so you could be this big shot corporate executive while I carry on being a nerdy mathematician. You wouldn’t have to admit to me at work if you didn’t want to.”

Elise nuzzled up to Sarah again and cupped her breasts.

"I wasn't too hard on you was I?" she asked. "I know i can be bit of a tease at times."

Elise could see that Sarah's eyes were on stalks when she came back into the room with the strap on and a bottle of lube. The strap on consisted of a cleverly designed crotchless harness that allowed its user to be fucked while wearing wearing it. The harness allowed a range of lifelike dildos to be locked into place at the front. The one Elise had chosen was a heavily veined, slightly dark skinned nine inch monster that was not only long but thick. Although rubbery the feel was quite life like and if you wrapped your hand around its girth and squeezed it would compress a little

“Do you like him?” Elise asked. “I call him Fernando from Ecuador. Did you know that statistically speaking the men in Ecuador have the largest cocks in the world. Perhaps we should go there on holiday," she giggled.

"Shit Elise! You want me to fuck you with that?" She got off the bed to look at it more closely. "This thing is huge. You're sure?"

"Of course," Elise replied confidently. "Don't worry though I won't use it on you if you don't want me to. I've got a smaller attachment too. It's black and i call him Chris, after Chris Rock. He 's small but perfectly formed."

Between them they strapped Sarah into the harness. Elise couldn't help demonstrate its features, pushing two fingers into Sarah's pussy to show the rear entry capabilities. With her big breasts and red hair Sarah looked quite formidable with the oversized cock strapped to her and once in place she seemed emboldened by its presence. She took hold of the cock and having got the measure of it playfully slapped Elise in he face with it making both girls giggle a bit.

"Well, unfortunately for you, you didn't say how I should fuck you with this,"

"No, I didn't. But please don't be too rough with me mistress," Elise replied in a mock faltering voice, putting on a fearful expression. "I'm only a poor servant girl."

"If you want my dick anywhere near your pussy, you're going to have to suck it first!"

Elise lowered her head and took the huge cock into her mouth. She felt Sarah's hands on her head as she took as much of it in as she could without coughing. Then holding Sarah by the hips she began to give give the rubber cock her best deep throating. At least she did until she gagged and had to come up for air.

"A bit too much i think," she said, her eyes watering. "Allow me to lube you instead mistress."

Elise poured out some of the silky lube and massaged Fernando coating him in it. Then she turned to look up at Sarah.

"I'm ready for you mistress. How would you like me?"
 
"I'm ready for you mistress. How would you like me?" Sarah thought Elise looked so adorable staring up at her, and she found her fear of hurting Elise with the giant cock now between her legs lessening as the desire to fuck her with it increased. And not just fuck her, but fuck her hard. It was like the fake dick somehow conferred power to Sarah like a king's scepter.

"On your knees, on the bed," Sarah said, with an air of command in her voice. Once Elise was kneeling on the bed, Sarah moved up behind her, grabbed her wrists, and pulled then behind Elise's back. Then she pushed Elise forward, bending her at the waist until her head was down on one of the pillows. Holding Elise's wrists in her left hand, she used her right to guide the massive dick to the entrance of Elise's pussy, but she paused before she thrust it in. "Just remember, you asked for this!"

With a thrust of her hips she buried as much of the fake cock into Elise as she could on the first stroke, which given how wet Elise was and how well she'd lubed the strap-on, was pretty far. But Sarah didn't stop there, she pulled almost all the way back and thrust again, and again, until Fernando's rubber balls were impacting on Elise's clit on each thrust. "Tell me how much you like having my cock inside you!" Sarah growled as she continued to ram Fernando into Elise, "If you impress me, maybe I'll make you come."
 
The change in Sarah's manner surprised Elise. One moment she'd been the wide eyed lesbian virgin, begging to be allowed to orgasm, the next she had a cock between her legs and she'd turned into some sort of dominatrix. Elise was happy either way, she could roll with whatever the situation required and if Sarah wanted to take control then all the better. Sarah could play the defiler and she would play the defilee, at least for now. Depending on how Sarah treated her though there might be a price to pay later.

She allowed Sarah to manoeuvre her into position, on her knees with her face buried in the pillows and her bottom stuck up in the air. Elise's tight little pussy must have presented an appealing target for Sarah who positioned herself behind Elise. She had kept hold of Elise's wrists pinning them behind her back. There was no need really. Elise wasn't going anywhere, but it added to the air of Sarah being in control. Then Elise felt just a touch of Fernando's huge bulbous head at the entrance to her vagina. She felt it rubbing against her labia, the lube and Elise's own wetness allowing it to glide across her pussy lips with ease.

"Just remember, you asked for this!" Sarah taunted.

"Please mistress. I beg you, go easy on me, I'm only a poor servant girl and i have to milk the cows in fifteen minutes," Elise giggled as she said the last part, she had no idea why she'd added the cow milking bit but it had seemed the sort of thing a servant might do.

Then without any further warning Sarah sank her cock deep into Elise. Elise felt the walls of her vagina struggling to expand to accommodate the insertion of Fernando's girth all the way to her cervix. Elise's pussy had always been a tight little one, in fact those that had been fortunate enough to experience both (and there had been a few) had said that there wasn't much difference between the tightness of her pussy and that of her rectum.

"Fuck. You bitch," Elise screamed in surprise. Then getting back into character added, "I'm sorry mistress, please don't punish me."

Sarah didn't spare her though and she fucked Elise with the strap on like a pro. Without her hands to support her and with her face smothered by the pillows Elise was struggling for breath.

"Tell me how much you like having my cock inside you!" Sarah ordered.

"Grab my hair, Grab my hair," Elise pleaded.

Sarah let go of Elise's wrists and grabbed a handful of her hair instead, yanking her head back. Elise loved having her air pulled during sex. She raised herself onto her elbows and took a full breath of air into her lungs.

"That feels so fucking good. Fuck me as hard as you can. Treat me like a slut," she implored Sarah.

"If you impress me, maybe I'll make you come." Sarah told her.

But it was too late, Elise's orgasm was already on its way.
 
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Even as Sarah spoke those last words, she could sense Elise's impending orgasm. She briefly considered doing to Elise what she had just done to Sarah and hold back, forcing Elise to wait for her release, but she decided instead to go a different way. Rather than stop, or slow down, she accelerated, using her higher position and greater weight to press the huge dildo Elise called 'Fernando' even more roughly into her. "That's it slut! Come for me. Come all over my big hard cock!"

Elise too, continued her dirty talk, at least until her words devolved into near incoherence in the face of her orgasm. Elise's orgasm was so intense, that Sarah had to let go of Elise's hair and put both hands on her hips just to keep Fernando buried in her. Elise's orgasm went on so long, that Sarah couldn't tell if it was just one or several in rapid succession. When it was finally over, and Elise went limp under her, Sarah stayed inside her for a minute before slowly pulling Fernando out of her with a wet plop.

"If you think we're done, my slutty, little cunt, you're sadly mistaken," Under any normal circumstances, Sarah would have been appalled if she, or anyone else used the "C" word to describe anyone, least of all her best friend. But just then, it felt both deliciously naughty and like a private endearment, something only she might be allowed to say because her love for Elise was indisputable. And Elise had to know that Sarah didn't really think of her that way.

Sarah rolled Elise over like a ragdoll. She felt so light in Sarah's hands, it made Sarah feel even more in control of the moment. She grabbed one of the pillows, lifted Elise's butt and slid it under. Then she spread Elise's legs as far out as she could before grabbing the lube and squeezing out a generous amount. She applied some to Fernando, and the rest around Elise's cute little rosebud, sliding first one, then two fingers inside to make sure she was well lubed both inside and out. Then, lining Fernando up, she started to push slowly inside Elise's ass. Sarah had never done this to anyone before, any more than she'd ever fucked someone with a strap-on until a few minutes ago, but she had some experience with anal sex, and she knew that just shoving it in wasn't going to work. Once Elise's sphincter had relaxed and openned to receive the huge cock, she'd be able to be rougher, but she had to start slow and easy.

"I know you want this, my dirty, little slut. What good, submissive, little whore wouldn't want her lover's cock burried deep in her ass?" Sarah felt oddly intoxicated by dominating Elise, even if it was still kind of a joke at this point. Even so, the more she did it, the more serious it felt. Once Fernando was deeply burried into Elise, Sarah leaned down and kissed her a bit roughly before moving to Elise's breasts. Unlike Sarah's, Elise's breast were small enough that Sarah could suck her whole breast into her mouth at once, which she did, first on the right side, then the left. She also nipped lightly at Elise's nipples, not hard like Elise had to her earlier, but just enough to provide a little jolt.

When she released Elise's left breast, she pulled herself back, allowing Fernando to slide partway out of Elise's ass, before sliding him back in. She repeated this several times slowly before she started to pick up speed. Meanwhile, she used her right hand to play with Elise's pussy, using her thumb on Elise's clit and sliding two fingers fingers inside her to start, then upped it to three after a little bit.

Sarah wasn't exactly naive, just inexperienced in many ways. She was probably just as interested in sex as Elise, but her experiences up until now had been somewhat dissapointing. She had watched porn though, maybe a bit more than she cared to admit, and it was something she'd seen online that prompted her to put her left hand around Elise's throat and squeeze lightly. She didn't want Elise to pass out, but supposedly a slight oxygen deprivation to the brain was supposed to make orgasms more intense. "Are you going to come again for me, my dirty, anal slut?"
 
The intensity of her own orgasm surprised Elise and she felt herself beginning to gush. She became so wet that with each stroke it was as if Sarah and Fernando were pumping her cum out of her. Every time Sarah plunged the massive dildo deep into her vagina, fluid was forced out of Elise. The warm liquid dribbled down her thighs making a wet patch on the sheets that grew larger the longer Elise's ordeal continued.

"Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt," Elise kept chanting until she couldn't manage to get the words out any more, and when eventually Sarah stopped, Elise went limp supported only by Sarah's hands on her hips and the erection in her pussy. That was the great thing about a dildo, although it didn't cum, it didn't go soft in you either. Despite her exhausted state Elise still loved the feeling of Fernando filling her up inside and she felt a twinge of disappointment when Sarah pulled him out of her. But it had been fun and she'd certainly had a good 'seeing to', or so she thought.

"If you think we're done, my slutty, little cunt, you're sadly mistaken,"

Elise was a bit shocked by Sarah's announcement. Apart from the fact she needed a moment to recover, she was surprised because they'd both cum and Elise had thought that now it was going to be time for a kiss and a cuddle. But it seemed that something in Sarah had been awoken and needed to be satisfied.

Sarah rolled Elise onto her back and she lifted her hips for Sarah, allowing Sarah to push a pillow underneath her. Elise, happy that Sarah was allowing her to just lie there for a moment, watched as her friend began to pour out some lube. It seemed unnecessary to Elise as her pussy was already sopping wet but then when Sarah spread her legs and began to massage the liquid into her anus everything became clear. The hundreds and thousands of nerve endings concentrated in her tight little bud were so sensitive that the slightest touch made the muscles of her anus contract, but toyed with gently it gave up its secrets willingly.

"I know you want this, my dirty, little slut. What good, submissive, little whore wouldn't want her lover's cock burried deep in her ass?"

Elise did want her lover's cock inside her but with others it had always been Chris Rock in her ass, never Fernando. She knew she would be sore in the morning but it would be worth it to satisfy Sarah. Despite the teasing despite the lubrication, when Sarah pushed Fernando's huge head past her sphincter a wave of exquisite pain washed over her and she gritted her teeth. Fortunately Sarah gave Elise time for her sphincter to adjust and her rectum to grow accustomed to being filled. She bent down and kissed Elise, but not sensitively, not passionately, instead it was more a statement of dominance. They both knew that in that moment, Sarah could do what she wanted with Elise, and Elise lay back letting Sarah suck on her breasts.

When Sarah decided that Elise had received sufficient time to adjust to Fernando, she stopped feasting on her breasts. Elise was a bit disappointed as she'd enjoyed the respite and her nipples had been very sensitive. Now, Elise felt fingers in her pussy seeking out her erogenous zone and massaging it. There was a thumb on her clitoris too, working her already bullet hard nub. More fingers disappeared into Elise's pussy and then there was a hand around her neck. Elise wasn't keen on that but she didn't say anything. It was just another sign of her total submission in that moment.

"Are you going to come again for me, my dirty, anal slut?"

Sarah was pumping her ass hard now and the fingers in her pussy had found their spot. Reaching up, Elise grabbed Sarah's breasts and tugged hard on their nipples causing Sarah to fuck her more intensely than she already had been.

"Do your worst," Elise instructed and Sarah gave it all she'd got.

There was no excess of fluid this time but there was a lot of struggling. Sarah showed no mercy and Elise grabbed Sarah's hips and sunk her nails hard into Sarah's flesh causing her to curse. Then there was a lot of thrashing and bucking as Elise came and, afterwards she was completely spent. Nothing left to give.

Elise lay back on the bed, exhausted.

"Would it be too much to ask for a cuddle now?" she asked.
 
Sarah plopped down on the bed next to Elise laughing. "No, not too much at all. My God, I'm exhausted." She lay flat and let Elise snuggle up next to her, resting her head on Sarah's chest. Sarah kissed her tenderly on the top of her head, taking in her scent, now mixed with the smell of sweat and sex, but not at all unpleasant. "Fuck, is this what sex is like for you all the time? If it is, I'm surprised you don't walk funny," Sarah said, letting out a long sigh, "It's a damn good thing tomorrow is Saturday, I'm not sure my legs are going to work right in the morning."

Then she looked down to see the massive bulk of Fernando still sticking straight up between her legs and started giggling, and then she couldn't stop, it turned into one of those manic, OMG, I can't breathe kind of laughs. She was vaguely aware that Elise was laughing too, and that just made it worse. Finally they managed to calm down, but Sarah's giggles kept restarting until Elise managed to release her from the harness. At last they lay, wrapped in each other's arms, stroking each other, kissing occasionally.

They talked for a bit, languishing in post-coital bliss, and then grew quiet. Sarah wasn't sure if Elise was even still awake when she whispered, "I really do love you, you know. I wasn't just saying that 'cause you made me come." Sarah continued running her hand gently along Elise's body. There was nothing sexual about it at this point, just a sort of reminder that Elise was there and real. The whole evening seemed almost like a dream...
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Sarah groaned as the sunlight seemed to stab the back of her eyeballs even with her eyelids closed. She'd been having such a strange dream, fucking Elise with a huge dick. How weird was that? "I don't even have a dick," she thought. Her next thought was "Fuck! My windows face west, so if the sun is streaming in that means... fuck, fuck, fuck, it must be well after noon!" Sarah's head was pounding and it took her a minute to remember that it was Saturday. "Oh thank God!" she mumbled. Just then there was motion in the bed behind her. Alarmed, she turned to see Elise rolling over to look at her, looking just as hung over as Sarah felt. "Holy Fuck!" Sarah said, "I guess maybe that wasn't a dream I was having. Did I really fuck you in the ass with the biggest dildo ever?"
 
Elise snuggled up to Sarah who let her rest her head on Sarah's chest. Elise couldn't help stroking Sarah's body as the two of them lay there, both exhausted.

"Fuck, is this what sex is like for you all the time? If it is, I'm surprised you don't walk funny," Sarah joked.

"Actually Fernando is usually only kept for special occasions. If he got used all the time i think my pussy would be so wide, having sex with me would be like throwing a sausage down a dark alley. And as for my ass, well i don't even want to think about that," Elise laughed.

"I'm not sure my legs are going to work right in the morning."

"You think you've got problems. I think I'm going to be walking like a cowboy tomorrow and i might need one of those blow up rubber rings they give people with haemorrhoids before i can sit down."

They kissed and cuddled for a while and eventually the laughter stopped, replaced by a calmness as sleep began to take them.

"I really do love you, you know. I wasn't just saying that 'cause you made me come," Sarah told Elise.

"So does that mean you'll be my girlfriend?" Elise asked. Then she added, "Why don't we spend some of our bonus on a holiday. We could go to one of those swinger resorts in Mexico or Jamaica, or there's this swinging cruise I've always wanted to go on. It leaves from Miami and does the caribbean."

Elise hoped for an answer, but Sarah was already asleep.

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It was a normal Saturday for Elise. Mornings were for recovery. She didn't function until the afternoon. Sarah on the other hand was still getting used to not having to study at weekends and when she woke she seemed a bit disoriented. Elise rolled over and put her arms around Sarah then gave her a kiss.

"Is this one of those awkward hyena moments where you'd gnaw your own arm off to escape me ?" Elise joked.

"I guess maybe that wasn't a dream I was having. Did I really fuck you in the ass with the biggest dildo ever?"

"My rectum can confirm that you did," Elise responded affecting a mock wince in pain. "You defiled me and now you're going to have marry me otherwise my reputation will be in tatters."

Elise couldn't help stroking Sarah's breasts in a soothing manner. Teasing her nipples into a semi erect state.

"Do you remember telling me you loved me?" she asked Sarah, being more serious now. "And do you remember me asking you if you'd be my girlfriend and go on holiday with me? Because i'd like for all of those things to happen if you did."
 
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"You defiled me and now you're going to have marry me otherwise my reputation will be in tatters."

Sarah snorted as Elise started playing with her breasts. "Hey, if anything, I think I probably improve your reputation," she sighed as Elise teased her nipples. "Except for this pounding headache, this is a much better way to wake up than to some hairy guy that farts in his sleep and leaves the toilet seat up."

Elise's face suddenly got serious, "Do you remember telling me you loved me?" she asked, "And do you remember me asking you if you'd be my girlfriend and go on holiday with me? Because I'd like all of those things if you did."

Sarah thought for a moment. "Well, I definately remember saying 'I love you.' more than once, I think. As for being your girlfriend, I think you may have asked that more than once, as well, though maybe not always in those exact words." She brought her free arm around and caressed Elise with it. "You know, last night, the idea of us being a couple and having wild sex on the side, seemed like such a great idea, but I really thought that come morning it would all seem like a pipe-dream, that we'd both say, 'Hey, last night was great, but it was just the alcohol talking, a fluke.' you know? So, you want to know the weird thing? I don't feel that way at all," Sarah said with a smile, "Yes, I want to be your girlfriend, maybe even the love of your life." She leaned in and kissed Elise tenderly. "But you'll have to go easy on me with the crazy sex. I don't know if I'd have been able to do what I did last night if I were sober. In fact, I'm pretty sure I couldn't have, and I'm not sure it's a good idea for me to make decisions about my sex life only while intoxicated." She kissed Elise again.

"You're going to have to tell me more about this holiday you want to go on. I'm not sure I can handle any real Ecudorian men, Fernando is scary enough. But right now, I've really got to pee, and find some Advil, and probably brush my teeth, they feel furry." Sarah scrunched up her face is disgust. Her stomach took that moment to rumble loud enough they could both hear it. "Oh, and we should probably eat something too."
 
When Sarah said yes to being her girlfriend, Elise was over the moon. She’d never had a proper partner before and to have her best friend as the one was the best of all worlds. There’d been some words of caution from Sarah but Elise couldn’t have told you what they were. She was so excited that they’d gone in one ear and straight out the other.

Sarah had also agreed to going on a swinging holiday with her. Well she hadn’t actually said that but she hadn’t explicitly said ‘no’ either.

The girls showered then went out for a late lunch to celebrate. Then Elise took Sarah to do some shopping. In Elise’s opinion Sarah was too pretty for slutty clothes so they went for sexy instead. It was too late to get a hair appointment for Sarah but she could get that during the week.

All afternoon Elise wore Sarah down with tales of a swingers resort in Jamaica called hedonism.

“It’s like being on an all inclusive resort,” she told her. “It’s couples only and all the drinks and meals are included. You can do excursions from the resort too. And there’s a party every night. But the best bit is that everyone there is a swinger. Oh and there are Europeans and Americans so it’s very cosmopolitan.”

When they got back to their apartment Elise showed Sarah the resort’s website and, when the home page came up, some late deals were displayed. One was a real bargain, a week at the resort, starting the following Friday. Both girls had holiday entitlement to spare and they found themselves building their package. Soon they were staring at the enter button on their credit card details.

“You press it,” Elise told Sarah.
 
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Sarah was equal parts excited and terrified as she clicked the "Submit" button. She'd told Elise that she envied her wild lifestyle and she hadn't been lying, but it's one thing to say that in the hypothetical, and a whole other thing to commit to the reality. But now it was done, their debit cards approved, and the confirmation email was on it's way. "Well, I guess there's no turning back now."

For all that it had started in the mid-afternoon, the day had been busy. They'd had a late lunch, followed by a whirlwind shopping spree. Sarah had never much liked shopping for clothes. It was just one of those utilitarian things you had to do. But with Elise it had been a whole different beast. Elise had been like her own personal stylist, finding clothes that would flatter Sarah's curvy figure and show off her best assets. Elise had announced right off that Sarah was "too pretty" to do "slutty" clothes and so they would focus on "sexy" instead. Sarah had no idea where the boundary between sexy and slutty was when in came to clothes, and if she was being honest, some of the things Elise had found for her were, compared to anything Sarah had ever owned, downright sleazy. Not that they didn't look great on her, but Sarah had never felt so... on display, as she had trying them on.

They'd started with all new undergarments, lacy panties, coordinating bras, most of which were designed to enhance and display her cleavage, rather than hide it, two garter belts and a raft of stockings. Added to that was sexy night dresses, teddies, and such, meant to be seen only in the bedroom, she hoped. Then there were dresses, most of which were shorter than anything Elise could remember wearing and showed off her cleavage in an almost alarming manner. A couple were so fitted that it would be almost impossible to wear anything under them without it showing. Add to all that high-heeled and platform shoes and sandels, and jewelry, and Sarah's bonus money had taken quite a hit even before booking the resort and airfare.

"Thanks for all your help today," Sarah said as she made dinner for them, "I couldn't have done any of that without you." Dinner was even later than lunch had been, so after eating and watching a bit of television, it was time for bed. They opted to sleep again in Sarah's room, even though they weren't planning any sexual escapades. Still, once they were naked under the covers, kissing and snuggling, Sarah got aroused enough to let her fingers drift between Elise's thighs. She started slowly, just teasing really, but as Elise responded, Sarah stepped up her movements and eventually slipped beneath the covers to lick and suck Elise's pussy to orgasm. When her head finally popped back from under the sheets, her face was damp from Elise's juices, but Sarah grinned happily and kissed Elise. "You taste so good," she said as she snuggled back into place next to Elise, before changing the subject, "Oh, it's going to be a busy week. I'm going to have to work twice as hard this week as normal, just so I can take a week off." She sighed. "Well at least I'll have you to come home to. I love you, sweetie."
 
It took a full two days for Elise’s soreness to go, but she didn’t blame Sarah for it, or Fernando for that matter. The result had definitely been worth the temporary pain. Elise couldn't have been happier in fact. Besides, Sarah found ways to compensate Elise for the discomfort and, for a woman with no previous experience, Sarah proved surprisingly adept at cunnilingus.

The next week flew by as the two girls got ready for their holiday. Both had to clear their workload in return for taking time off at such short notice and then there were the preparations for the holiday itself. They both got their hair cut and they got waxed too. There were holiday clothes and additional bikinis to buy as well as fancy dress costumes too. One for every night, although some it seemed boiled down to 'wear what you dare'. Elise also treated herself to a few new clothes and some lingerie just to be on the safe side. Sarah didn't need to because she'd bought loads of stuff at the weekend. Elise had been really pleased with Sarah's new collection. Sexy but not slutty. How she thought of Sarah, really.

Then, of course, there was the sex. Like any new couple they couldn't get enough of each other's bodies. There'd been sex every night, although Fernando had stayed in the cupboard drawer for the rest of the week.

If there was a tiny cloud on the horizon it was that, as the week went on, Sarah seemed to be getting a little bit more nervous about the holiday. It was understandable Elise rationalised, she didn't really know what she was letting herself in for. But Elise felt confident that once they were at the resort Sarah would take to it like a duck to water.

So it was that early on Friday morning the girls found themselves boarding a flight to Montego Bay for the holiday of a lifetime. They took their seats for the eight hour flight and as the plane took off held each other's hands tightly. Once airborne they could both relax and enjoy a drink.

They were on their way....
 
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