Breaking the Rules - Sex Stories

Breaking the Rules

... into her, catching her by surprise.

"I'm sorry. I didn't want to make you do anything you weren't okay with." Elena carefully went in for another hug, being sure to aim the dildo away.

"That's the thing though- Iam okay with it, or, at least, I want to be. I don't regret playing that game, it was incredible, I just don't know how to accept that I'm okay with it, you know? I need..." She went silent, a curious look on her face. "I have an idea... if it's you, I can... you can help me get used to this sort of thing."

"Okay, yeah. What can I do for you?"

"Ummm... well, just stay here for a moment. Just, uh, watch." Slowly, with hands trembling, she reached around her back, snapping open the hooks of her bra. She held the cups against her breasts- a respectable b or c cup maybe- then, closing her eyes tight, let it fall to the ground. Her boobs were some of the most immaculately shaped titties Elena had ever had the good fortune to see. They were perfect teardrops with just the barest hint of concavity to their upper slope. Her nipples were cherry red and looked like the perfect size- just enough to make a mouthful. They pressed together slightly in the middle, forming a faint but alluring hint of cleavage that Elena had never imagined Naomi would have.

But the petite woman wasn't done yet- working around the many thigh straps and buckles, she shimmied her panties off too, revealing a perfectly symmetrical pink pussy, its sides smooth and utterly hairless. As she ...

... shifted the harness, Elena caught a glimpse of the triangular tuft of black pubes adorning the crown of her slit. Her clothes, save for the sex toy, now removed, Naomi stood silent and still for a while before Elena moved back in for a hug.

"That was very brave of you." She said, recognizing how this was a step for her friend. That was when she noticed that something about the hug had changed. She was very conscious of the feeling of their breasts mashed together, of the feeling of skin on skin, and of the feeling of the strap on dildo just below her vagina, sawing back and forth just a tiny bit. Elena pulled back a little- keeping Naomi in her arms but leaning her head back so they could look each other in the eyes. They said nothing, just staring into each other's eyes for a long while, the tiny movements below never stopping.

Her gaze flicking down to Elena's mouth, Naomi leaned in, eyes closing and lips puckering. Elena met her kiss with her own, and the two found themselves making out passionately, naked bodies held tightly together.

It was Naomi who broke the kiss first, wordlessly guiding Elena back onto the couch. Understanding her intentions, Elena settled back into the cushions, raising her legs off of the ground as she did so. Naomi kneeled at the couch's edge, rubbing her strap-on against Elena's entrance. The bachelorette stopped her for a moment, pointing to the red paper bracelet around Naomi's wrist- possibly one of the last ones still being worn in ...