Annie and Julie - Sex Stories

Annie and Julie

... said. "I wouldn't want the girl to have a bigger chest than me," Julie said. She started to feel her own chest. "I love your beautiful chest," Annie told her, and they retired to the bedroom again. The next sketch was of a younger, twenty-ish girl, her breasts smallish and firm with youth. She was tied to a bed, crying and fatigued. Her thighs and the sheets beneath her were soaked, and still a slender blonde woman dildoed the girl insistently. A darker-haired woman knelt on the bed and masturbated as she watched. "I like this picture very much," Julie said, after studying it carefully. "Do you think the brown haired woman would cum if she saw the girl being ****d by the blonde?" "Oh, yes!" Annie said, "she'd have wonderful cums. She wants to see her lover being cruel to a sub-slave." "This is very arousing," Julie said, looking at the drawing again, "Yes, I like it. How do you think the girl got lured into it?" "Let's see what ideas you can come up with," Annie suggested. They went into the bedroom together, and shortly afterward Julie's sex-breathy voice could be heard speaking in gasps while Annie coaxed, "Good, good; keep coming with the ideas. What would we do after that?"