Lies, Old and New - Sex Stories

Lies, Old and New

... still diamond-hard within her. Slowly, almost absently, Bastian began massaging the one, oversized breast that she'd managed to free before they'd begun, taking his time to relish the feel of it once more. Of her pebbled skin and hard little nipple. Of her warmth. Of the electricity of the touch between them. It was... it was...

"Kiss me, Bastian. Please, please kiss me."

Tami was abjectly begging, she knew that. She didn't care.He was with her once more, and he could have her any way he wanted. She gave him her body without hesitation, now she needed to show him that she'd keep going. Keep giving.

His lips on hers came right along with renewed thrusting... and that was it. Paradise gained after years of it being lost. Nothing else existed for either of them then.

Not even thethud of the office door closing.

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Jillian burst into the girl's locker room without even knowing which door she'd slammed through. A blind run is a blind run, and instinct was the only thing that gave her feet any kind of direction. By this time of day, she'd expected whatever hidey-hole she found to be empty--needed it to be empty--so seeing someone standing at the mirror, playing with her silky black hair... it was jarring.

Jarring, but not unwelcome.

"Drevin... you scared the life out of me! Why'd you slam that door?" Kristy Park whirled to face Jillian, taking her fingers out of her half-done pony tail while her surprisingly big tits bounced in her no-nonsense bra. ...

... The lissome Asian girl didn't seem to care that she was just standing there in her underwear, though that wasn't so weird. It was a locker room, after all, and the eighteen-year-old had done this countless times in her years at the academy. Still, she really was very much... out there.

"What are you still doing here?" Jillian ignored the girl's question and subtly tucked her chin while fixing her gaze on her classmate. She took a step. "Are you alone?"

"Track." Kristy shrugged. Kristy bounced. "And yeah, it's just me. I took longer in the post-stretch." She paused then, seeing something in Jillian's demeanor. "Hey, about the other day... I'm sorry. I deserved you shoving me. I don't know why I... I mean, we were friends for years. I shouldn't have listened to Amy when she said you keep staring at me like... uh, well... like you are now." Kristy shied back a bit as Jillian closed the distance between them. "What's... up?"

"Today's a day for doing the most fucked thing you can think of.That's what's up."

When Jillian's final lunge put her nose about an inch from the nonplussed runner's, Kristy's mouth went wide at the same time as her pretty eyes--prettiest in the school, Jillian had always thought--which was an opening that the purple-headed invader couldn't pass up. Her tongue in the other girl's mouth stifled a shocked squeak, but her fingers down Kristy's panties brought another right back up. By the time Jillian had her other hand inside the cup of her friend's ...