Hot and sweaty

Allison Munro is frustrated. Her first year in college is over, and there was no fire, no awakening. Two poor and ordinary sexual experiences have not given her the wild times she wants to remember when she is old and grey. And then, quite unplanned, on a hot steamy night, she and her best friend start making love in the silence of a dark park, and her world changes. When every new sexual experience opens her eyes wider she sheds her inhibitions and becomes more wild and daring, seduces the brother of her friend, then father, then mother, reaching out to others around her, filled with the sensation of sexual conquest, the pride of a beautiful nymph, and the heat of bad desire.

Allison felt a hot flutter in her belly when Jeff’s hand fell out of her waist and slipped on her ass. She hardened a little, looked around, but no one seemed to notice.

They just walked by, on their way home from a basketball game, her and Jeff, Molly, Peter, Mike and Evan. It was dark. The streetlights were few and few of the houses along the street had their lights on. It was hot, and she was sweating a little, trying to stay cool by not moving much.

For Peter and Mike wrestling on someone’s front yard while Evan shouted encouragement and watched Molly. Jeff’s fingers kneaded her soft ass and he turned around and kissed her slightly. She kissed him back, felt his lips between hers as they nibbled at him. She felt her breasts swelling under her loose white T-shirt and squeezed her pussy muscles together as Jeff’s hand slowly slipped up and down the gap between her round buttocks, rubbing her through her jeans.

She threw a lock of blond hair out of her face and smiled, her soft, full lips farewell to reveal shiny white teeth. A car came by and she looked away, a little embarrassed. But there was a limit to how much she could do to him anyway, and when his hand slipped down, his fingers relaxed under her buttocks and over her pussy hill she slowly withdrew with a look of evidence. It wasn’t like they had something or anything, and even though she wasn’t in high school anymore, she wouldn’t want to tell stories about her back to college in a couple of weeks.

She moved forward next to Molly and Jeff jumped on Evan and carried him on the ground next to the other two. She and Molly exchanged looks and shoulders. Molly was her best friend. They were a lot alike. They were the same age, had about the same taste in men, clothing, music and food.

They had similar hairstyles, straight, a little under the shoulders, and separated in the middle. The difference was that Molly’s hair was a little thicker and had a deep reddish-brown color. She had ponies, too. Allison was a golden blonde, and her hair usually looked a little more mussed, slightly less brushed than Molly’s. They were both average height, although Allison was a thumb or two larger, and both had athletic bodies. They had trim, firm, flat bellies, flaring hips, round, firm buttocks and beautifully carved legs.

Molly had bigger breasts, and they were rounder, but Allison’s breasts were big and firmer, her little pink nipples actually sticking something up in a way that made all the girls in the shower in college jealous. The girls agreed, the perfect shape. She had won the unofficial title of best breasts during one shower session after volleyball, to Molly’s pleasure. Molly was second.

“Come on, guys,” Molly sighed.

“Yes, stop it,” Allison said. “What are you, children?”

Evan pulled away from Jeff with a Piglet and got up. “Hey,” he said. “Why are we struggling with each other when we should be struggling with… The girls!”

He taught them and stalked them forward.

“Go away, Evan,” Molly sighed, looking at him carefully.

Instead he grunted and lunged forward. She screamed and turned to run but he caught her around the waist and lifted her up in the sky, waving her around. Then before she could move Jeff Allison hurried, bending low and grab her around the waist. She yelled when he lifted her up and lifted her over his shoulder, turned and turned around.

“Put me down!” she cried.

He growled like a caveman.

He hit her ass and she was screaming, kicking at him. He put her down hard and she fell towards him.

“Thickhead,” she said, to get to her feet.

That little eruption made her sweat. She rubbed her hand on her forehead and found it damp. They wandered down the street and into some kind of park. Actually, it was a large lawn surrounded by mansions. But it was dark, and there was a playground there with swings, monkey bars and a slide.

Some of the guys started climbing the monkey bars, and she managed to come across with Jeff alone. They climbed the swing and sat there for a few minutes. He was able to touch her breasts a few times, but she pushed his hand down every time.

Then Peter told him to go home because he had to work the next day, and Mike said it was too hot to hang out here. Jeff didn’t have a job, but Molly did. Allison didn’t think she should stay alone with Jeff and Evan. She didn’t know them that well and her reputation can suffer even if nothing happens. Mike was right, it was too hot.

She went with Molly and Evan and Jeff followed a few blocks. Then they went out because Evan wanted to go to a 7-Eleven to get a coke.

What did you think of Jeff? Molly smiled when they were alone.

“He’s fine,” she said with a smile.

“You were making love pretty good,” smiled the brunette as they walked.

“Yes. I got really horny,” Allison trusted with a hesitant grin.

“Yeah, me too. Evan and Peter both touched me when they could. Pigs.”

“Pigs,” Allison agreed.

Then they both giggled.

“Oh I hate this,” Allison sighed. “How come the boys can do whatever they want, but we got to be good little girls and always say no?”

‘Cause otherwise everyone’s gonna call us sluts.

“I really wish… Promise you won’t tell anyone?”

Molly nodded.

“I’d really like to just throw Jeff down and tear his clothes out there,” she said.

Molly picked herself up and smiled. “Yes, but we can’t. At least, not before September. Are you going out with him?”

“As soon as he asks me.”

“I hate being a virgin,” Molly sighed.

“Hey, it’s worse for me. I had sex and I miss it!”

They both giggled.

Do you know what book I have? I ordered it from a Barnes and Noble catalog. It only cost seven bucks.

“What?”

The Kama Sutra.

“What’s that about?”

“God, Allie, you’re such a virgin!”

“Oh, look who’s talking!”

“It’s a book about sex, like all kinds of kinky things. Everything you’ve ever thought and more about sex.”

“Cool. Can I read it?”

“Yes, when I’m done. There are really strange things in it.”

“Do you get warm to read it?” Allison was teasing me.

“Yes,” Molly admitted, a little blushing. “It has, like, drawing and stuff. Really hot.”

“Don’t let your mother find it.”

“Don’t worry. It’s very well hidden.”

The area they drove through was all mansions. There was something from two to five houses in blocks with lots of green space between them. Molly went off the walkway and she and Allison sat on the back of a wooden couch.

“I want to go wild and rape a bunch of boys,” Molly sighed.

“Slut.”

“I mean it,” Allison pouted. “I want to do wild and slutty things. I want to… fuck the football team or something!”

“Right. I’ll put an ad in the paper.”

Haven’t you ever wanted to do something so wild? I mean, here we are two hot sexy girls and our lives are as boring as hell. Half the men in this town would go crazy to see us naked and we’d stay alone every night. It’s crazy!"

You want to hear something? Molly asked in a low voice. “You got to promise never to tell anyone, ever.”

“Okay, okay.

“I’ll never talk to you again if you do.”

“I won’t tell. What is it?”

Molly looked a little red. She looked around them at the empty dark area and the lights twinkling from nearby houses.

“I cut a page from one of my brother’s dirty magazines and I ordered something.”

“What?”

“A dildo.”

Allison’s eyes grew and her jaw fell, and then she smashed her hand over her face to suffocate her laughter.

She laughed when she could talk.

“No.”

What’s it look like?

“It looks like a dick, Allie. What do you think?”

“God!” She laughed at delight.

’ It’s really nice. It looks like one.”

How do you know, virgin?

Molly hit her lightly.

What are you doing with it?

Then her eyes became wide again and she blushed.

“You…”

“Yes, Allie. You must know I’m jerking off. I know that too.”

Well…

Allison looked down, blushing.

“I… well… “You want to put it in?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“Yech.”

“Why yech? It’s cleaner than a real one.”

“Yes, but… I don’t know.”

She was quiet for a second.

“That’s kind of mean,” Allison finally said. Maybe I should have one.

“Then you could compare it to the real thing and tell me the difference,” Molly said with a smile.

“Of course.” She was sighing. “I wanted to do such bad things my first year in college, and I barely did anything.”

“You fucked Jason and the other guy, Myles.”

“So important,” Allison said mockingly. “I wanted to do really dirty things, things that would make my mother’s hair grey if she ever found out.”

“Like what, gang fucking the football team?”

“Yes!”

“Allie!”

“Well, maybe not in particular, but… you know, really wild things.”

“Like fucking yourself with a dildo?”

Allison blushed. “No, not exactly.”

You think I’m sick?

“No,” said Allison. “I mean, well… I think if we can’t, like… Doing boys is kind of the second best thing. Masturbating is normal.

I can tell you where to order one.

“No way! If my parents found it, I’d die. I’d just die.”

Just take it to school.

“Oh, yes, and my roommate finds it. I don’t need one at school. There I can fuck boys without everyone finding out.”

’ It’s really… Something. I mean, the feeling is…”

“I know.”

“It’s much better than your fingers.”

“Molly!” she gasped.

“Well… That’s it. I mean, how do you do it?

Never mind.

“I was wondering, that’s all.”

Both were ashamed, but both found the conversation very fascinating and exciting. Allison thought she was sweating again, rubbing her forehead.

I’m usually on my side and use my panties… Rub them on me.

You never… Put something in there?

“No, sometimes my finger, but… Do you always use that…

“Yes. I used my hairbrush, the handle.”

Allison couldn’t stop Molly from shoving her hairbrush in her pussy. It made her squirm in embarrassment and also… excitement. The whole conversation was kinky and exciting.

“The dildo is much better,” Molly confided a low voice.

“Man,” Allison said, shaking her head slowly, thinking of Molly with a plastic dick.

“As soon as I went to my backyard and did it,” Molly fly.

“What? God! What if you get caught?”

’ It was dark, and… Well, I was so… Hot on the outside. I just felt a huge electric shock. I came here like crazy. I thought I was going crazy.”

“I went naked swimming in the pool once at school. I know what you mean. I felt incredibly horny, and I was alone with girls not boys.”

They were quiet for a moment, different images played through their minds.

Allison?

“Yes?”

“Have you ever… I was thinking about doing it with a… like, messing with a girl?

Allison turned to her, scared, and suddenly he was ashamed.

“No, I… I mean, not since… You know… Since we… Uh, did…

Molly nodded, looked down.

There was a TV show a few years ago. Two teenage girls had kissed to see what it was like. It had caused a huge fuss in the newspapers with all the religious freaks screaming and everything. Molly was staying at Allison’s house that night, and after the show, the two had just experimented briefly, just kissed. They were younger then and didn’t even know much about what sex was. They giggled like crazy and almost stopped at the same time.

“It’s just that I thought,” Molly said. “Well, it was a shame that… You know… Like girls, well, I couldn’t… Having a little fun without boys because, well, we shouldn’t have to worry about… You know… something, like getting pregnant or… one of us telling it or something.”

“I think so, but… I’m not gay or anything,” Allison said, furiously blushing.

“Neither do I!” Molly exclaimed.

“I mean, you don’t have to be gay, I guess.”

“You don’t. You can just… play… For fun, you know. You never wonder what it’s like?

No, not really.

“There were many pictures in my brother’s magazines of these women who did it together. It really looked… hot out.”

“How are they doing? I mean, they didn’t… You know.”

“Well, there’s more to sex than just… community.”

“Oh, yeah. The virgin told me that. I’m the one who had sex, remember.”

Allison looked away, ashamed, her inside churned with strange feelings and feelings. She was ashamed because it seemed like Molly suggested they would. Allison didn’t know how to react to that. Of course, she loved Molly like a sister and trusted her, but…

She never really thought about sleeping with a girl. Lesbians did it together, but she had no idea how. And of course that was fine, that they wanted to do it together. But she wasn’t a lesbian and she didn’t think Molly was. Of course, these days you didn’t have to. Many girls hinted that they had slept with other girls. It was even fashionable in college to say you were bisexual.

But the whole idea was totally weird and bizarre.

At the same time, she was still excited about their intimate conversation, and her recent groping and kissing Jeff.

She turned her head slowly to see Molly looks at her, wides her eyes and looks a little anxious and worried. Allison was suddenly aware of her friend’s warm shoulder against her own. She looked into her eyes and felt her guts more violent churning.

Want to see what it feels like to kiss? Molly whispered.

“Someone can…”

She looked around at the darkness around them, her breathing became heavier when her heart beat.

“No one will see us,” said Molly.

Molly half turned to her, leaning forward. Allison felt her heart beating faster, felt she started sweating. She looked away again, made sure no one was around, and then looked back. She felt a tingle in her loins, a hot, moist pain. Molly’s lips were getting closer, and then they met the hair so lightly. They kissed before she withdrew. They were both breathing harder. Allison swallowed nervously while Molly licked her lips.

Then the brunette leaned forward again and pressed her lips much more firmly against the blonde girl. She opened her mouth a little bit, and Allison felt her tongue slipping down her lips. Their lips pressed each other into hesitant exploration, and their breathing spilled from one mouth to another. Molly then turned completely against her, sliding from the back of the couch, her arms over Allison’s shoulders while her tongue pushed slightly forward into her mouth.

Their breasts shoved together, the soft flesh mash much heavier than a few years ago when they were younger. Allison felt the heat of the other girl’s breasts through the thin fabric of their blouses, felt her own breast swelling, her nipples already hard and upright.

She was breathless with shock, heat and excitement, feeling like she was doing something terribly forbidden and slutty. She slowly put her arms around her friend, her hands behind her back and feeling her radiant heat as she was herself. The kiss seemed to go on and on and on, with Molly started sliding her lips from side to side, her body always rubbed so softly against Allison. Allison gently moved her hands up and down Molly’s back as her belly called and steamed from sexual excitement.

Their breasts continued to purify and slowly grind together. Allison felt the pressure in her warm breasts swelling higher and higher, threatening to explode, felt the heat, felt drops sweat in her cleavage as their tongues slipped around each other and their lips stroked each other.

“God!” Molly snapped, pulled back with broad, hot eyes, chopped her chest.

“Yes!” Allison beat, sweat heavy now even though she was not moved, her heart beating, the blood beating through her body.

She was almost shaking from the sexual excitement in her. She put her arms around Molly and pulled her back close, squeezed their breasts together as their lips met in soft, hungry embrace. Allison’s hands stroked up and down Molly’s back, then, bold, shocking, admitting to impulse, slipped lower, along her waist, over her round buttocks, squeezing through the denim miniskirt the other girl wore.

Molly moaned softly, almost a whiff, and one of her hands came up between them. Allison left a soft cut of shocked pleasure as she felt pushing against her chest, cupping and squeezing her gently, then firmer. Her mind deteriorated as sexual pressure rolled over her in waves. She felt Molly’s hand grasping her shirt, pulling it out of her pants, then the little hand of the brunette slipped on her belly and moving behind her to untie her bra.

She moaned, sedated, overwhelmed by the need in her, almost intoxicated with it when Molly squeezed her bare chest, moist, sweating hand moving over hot, smooth breast, stroke and squeeze.

Allison’s hands rub up and down against the other girl’s ass, squeeze and squeeze the warm meat. She pulled the hem, pulled it higher and higher, then she felt the zipper that ran along the side of the hip. She felt a little shock wave of excitement at the thought, she found the zipper and slowly pulled it up, higher… Higher… higher, until straight at the waist. Then she unbuttoned and Molly’s skirt fell off her.

Molly hit with excitement, grabping Allison’s shirt with both hands now, pulling it about up. Allison couldn’t believe she was doing this, I couldn’t believe they were doing this, let alone in a public field with windows everywhere. But she raised her arms, pulled the shirt over her shoulders and took it off. She felt a cartilage of sexual electricity flushed over her while the shirt fell off.

Molly pulled her open bra off and Allison was naked to her waist, her nipples so hard they hurt, sexual fever roaring like a freight train in her. Molly squeezed her breasts when they kissed, and Allison’s hands slipped on her ass, squeeze it through the thin string bikini panties. She rubbed her hands over the round buttocks, holding fingers at the bottom of the panties, pulling them up until they were in her friend’s tear.

Molly’s breathing was rough and she pulled her lips back. Her head ripped down and her lips slipped over one of Allison’s nipples. The blonde almost screamed when she felt her boyfriend’s tongue on her nipple, holding her, shaking and shaking when the girl started sucking.

“Oh God!” she said in a strangled squatter. “Oh God! Oohh! Molly! Oh God!”

Allison’s mind rolled and her chest threatened to explode as her friend passionately sucked on her hard, painful nipple. She shook and shook, her hands ran feverishly through Molly’s hair.

Molly raised her head, meeting their lips with bruises, sliding their tongues together, spinning and spinning while their breasts rubbing and kissing each other. Molly’s hand slipped down to get Allison’s groin through her jeans. She squeezed repeatedly as Allison gargled and groaned and struck her desperately. Then Allison trembled violently, grasping her friend firmly while her head fell and she garlanded in wonderful pleasure.

Molly rubbed and squeezed her pus furiously, her other hand squeezed one of Allison’s breasts, fingers digging deep into the soft flesh as she bit her exposed throat and sucked. Allison honored wild, sobbing with pleasure as the orgasm shattered her mind into a million pieces and detonated an explosion of heat in her that threatened to blow her completely into darkness.

She felt her mind spinning, was light on her way when the orgasm finally passed. She gushed in the sky, moaning, shaking at her friend, whose arms hugged her firmly when her lips moved back on her chest.

“Oh God, Molly!” she moaned.

Molly lifted her head, her eyes filled with lust, warmth and passion. She stepped halfway back, her hands cupping. Allison’s breasts and squeezing slowly, repeatedly. Then her right hand slipped through the trembling blonde belly and her fingers escaped her cut off. She grabbed the zipper and slowly pulled it down until Allison’s blue thong was exposed.

She slipped her fingers into the waistband, pushed her hand slowly through the front of Allison’s pants, moving her fingers along the hot, smooth flesh in the sweaty moist sex, then squeezed it. Allison trembled, grabbed her arm to keep herself upright. She stared at Molly in shock while the girl’s fingers found her cut and pressed to it, sinking between her candy pussy lips and then slowly rubbing up and down.

“Oooohhhhh!” She moaned. “What… What are you… doing against participation?”

Molly bent and slipped her lips around one of her nipples again, chewing as she sucked, her fingers rubbing steadily.

Her other hand knocked Allison’s buttocks, then grabbed the waistband and pulled her pants down until she slowly slipped to her ankles.

Allison sharpened her pelvis in her friend’s hand, gasping and moaning as her juices flowed again, as her heat and excitement went up. Her body shined with sweat while her inside burned like fire. She came again, panting and groaning against Molly’s hand until she fell to the ground.

Molly followed her down, slipped on her, pushed her tongue into the blonde’s mouth as she pushed her own panties down and out. She lay between Allison’s legs, rubbing and grinding their sweaty bodies.

Allison’s hands slipped around Molly, looking down until they squeezed and squeezed her bottom. Molly kneaded her, rubbed her sex against Allison’s, spread her own legs wide and rubbed her pussy to rub Allison’s. Allison moaned, sedated, weak and full of confusion. She stared at Molly, saw the girl’s lame jaw, cut her eyes as she steadily grounded her, masquerading their pussy and sharpened her wet, smooth.

I’ll be right there. I’m coming!” Molly was hungry.

Then she collapsed on the blonde, chewing on her throat as she rubbed her cross to and fro against Allison’s own soft, wet pussy cushion.