Kate and Ali - Sex Stories

Kate and Ali

Ali was driving Kate home after an afternoon together spent shopping, drinking coffee and generally having a good time. Kate and Ali had been good friends for years now, and of all Kates friends Ali was definitely her favourite. Ali was gorgeous. A short slim Desi girl with dark brown skin and shoulder length, raven black hair. During the drive home they chatted, occasionally Ali's hand would brush against Kates leg as she changed gear, stroking against her tights and lifting the hem of her dress a little. Each time it happened Kate suppressed a shudder of pleasure at the electric like feeling that came with each accidental touch, quickly moving her leg away, but after a few moments it would find it's way back, before being stroked again. Kate had something of a secret crush on Ali and often felt slightly nervous and self conscious if they were alone together, she often found herself staring at Ali, zoning out and imagining things that brought a blush to her cheeks and damp warmth to her crotch. Ali's hand occasionally brushing her leg was making her feel a little uncomfortable now and she could feel the heat rising in her neck and cheeks as she began to blush, as well as the familiar warm glow spreading between her legs. Once more Ali's hand brushed her thigh, but feeling emboldened by arousal, this time Kate did'nt move her leg away. Kates's pussy clenched and she felt a familiar, welcome tingle there as the side of Ali's hand made contact with the hair's breadth of ...

... sheer nylon encasing Kate's thigh. The touch felt lingering, longer than before, reaching further than just the hem of her dress, wishfull thinking, Kate was sure, but it encouraged her to move her leg a little closer to the gear stick nonetheless. The next time Ali changed gear, her hand brushed Kate's thigh but this time after reaching the hem of her dress it changed direction and came to rest on top of Kates thigh, Ali's fingers touching the soft sensitive flesh on the inside, her thumb resting on the outside. Ali's hand was on Kate's leg. This was no inadvertent touch, it was deliberate, and the way it gently squeezed her thigh conveyed indisputable meaning. "I've always admired your legs" Ali said as she ran her hand up the inside of Kate's thigh, coming to rest with the outside of her little finger pressing against the gusset of Kate's knickers, tickling the few stray pubic hairs poking out from beneath the tight elastic. Kate felt an instant surge of heat between her legs, her pussy clenching as a shiver ran down her spine. Her breath caught in her throat at the unexpected touch and the desire it awoke inside her, speechless and with her face burning crimson, Kate turned to look out the passenger window, while Ali's fingers began to stir, gently stroking the deliciously sensitive spot in the crease of Kate's thigh, her little finger delicately stroking back and forth across the bulge in Kate's panties. "You OK Kate?". Ali's voice snapped Kate back from her extasy, still ...