Abby’s Awakening - Sex Stories

Abby’s Awakening

... and into my knickers. My middle finger instinctively sought my nub, and I gasped as I found it.

Lordy, what was happening to me? I’d never been this wet!

But then, the taxi stopped, and I realised we were already back at our digs. Felicity and I shared a big old Edwardian house with three other students, all of whom were away rock climbing together this weekend; we had the place to ourselves. Moments later we were inside and the two of them were immediately at each other again like rutting elephants.

Automatically we made our way to Felicity’s room; an old, converted drawing room on the ground floor, it was the biggest bedroom in the house (The five of us had all drawn straws when we first arrived – just one more proof of nature’s imbalance as, once again, I had lost out and had the dubious pleasure of the smallest room up in the attic).

“Abby, why don’t you get some beers,” Felicity panted as Owen pushed her dress down, freeing her tits.

The sight caused me to suck in my breath.God, those are beautiful, I thought. For a moment, I imagined kissing them, and I could feel myself starting to blush. I quickly turned away and, relegated to waitress, I grabbed the drinks from her fridge. When I turned back, Felicity was on her knees, unzipping Owen’s fly and…

Fuck me, so the rumours were true – that was huge! You slutty bitch!I thought, resentfully.

Felicity looked at me with a brazen leer as she wrapped her lips salaciously around his thick, uncut cock. ...

... I pouted in return. I could see the laughter in her eyes as she bobbed up and down on him.

Mischievously, she then beckoned me over. Feeling very much like the poor relation, I took her place gratefully as she stood up to kiss his mouth.

They were swapping spit noisily as I eagerly sank down on his lubricated shaft, but I sensed that his priority was still very much Felicity. Only inches away, his hand was back under her dress and visibly in her panties.

My head was between them, as close to her snatch as it was to his cock. I’d never been this close to my friend's pussy before, and I thought I could smell her. Felicity’s legs were smooth and graceful, and I was abruptly in danger of being overwhelmed by her vibrant sensuality.

Why had I not realised how appealing she was before? How sexy and alluring...

Suddenly, I wanted to kiss her pale, creamy thighs and…

As if reading my mind, Felicity’s hand found Owen’s, removed it from her knickers and pushed it in my direction. My eyes were fixed on his fingers; coated in her sticky essence, they ensnared my mind. Like a spider’s web, I could see strands of her viscous secretions binding his fingers together.

Without thinking, I slipped Owen’s cock out of my mouth and greedily sucked his fingers, tasting my best friend's cum for the first time. I closed my eyes and moaned in decadent pleasure at her delectable flavour.

Now Felicity’s scheming hand found the back of my head and guided me gently towards her ...