Friends: Staying in Phase 3 - Sex Stories

Friends: Staying in Phase 3

... even taller in her pink high heels. Large breasts, full hips. Long wavy brunette hair that came to the center of her back. Rachel was somewhat surprised to find that the first word entering her mind was "Amazon". But "sexy" was the second. The only other thing Rachel could think was, "god, I want you." Chantal slowly dropped her sheer robe. Swaying her hips, she eased her white lace-front teddy down and off her body. She danced in a circle for Rachel, wearing only her white thigh-high stockings, heels, and the G-string Rachel had put so many dollar bills into, the night before. Rachel was thoroughly enjoying the show. "You, you don't need THAT, now do ya?" Rachel asked, pointing to the tiny floss G-string. "Well," Chantal replied, with her slow drawl, "I've never showed my kitty to a customer before." "Will you show me?" Rachel smiled sweetly. Chantal bent over and kissed her. "Okay. But only for you." It was soon gone, and Rachel stared at the small V that was shaped out of Chantal's pubic hair. "Do I get a lap dance?" "Sugar, I was counting on it." Chantal straddled Rachel and slowly ground her body into Rachel's. She smelled Chantal's tresses. The stripper ran her fingers through Rachel's long dirty-blonde hair. Her hands traveled Rachel's body. Brushing the bare skin of Rachel's face, neck, and upper chest. Cupping her small breasts through the tight fitting top. Rachel was still fully clothed, but both women were becoming aroused, nonetheless. Chantal knelt in front of ...

... Rachel and took off her black pants and panties. Naked from the waist down, Rachel's ass was hanging off the edge of the chair. Chantal spread Rachel's legs and pushed her breasts between them. Then she took one and began rubbing her hard nipple against Rachel's clit. Rachel laughed slightly in disbelief. She'd never thought of that before, but it was so fucking erotic. She moved her hips up and down, rubbing the full length of her spread lips over Chantal's breast. ----- Monica and Michelle moved to the couch, where a white bra went flying. Michelle began licking Monica's breasts. Monica ran her fingers through short blonde hair. It was cut in a bob that curled out at the bottom, and she played with the curl as her breasts were licked. "Oh, Michelle. Yeah, that's it. Lick my tits. Mmmm, yeah. Suck my nipple... oh god... now the other one... yeah, suck that one... oh... oh yes." Monica took her partner's face in her fingers and brought it up to her waiting mouth. Monica kissed her, probing Michelle's mouth with her tongue. There was an intensity, as if this would be the only time they would ever be together. "That's what I'm going to do to your pussy," Monica promised in a low sexy voice. They dove into each other's kisses, building on a zeal that neither of them imagined was possible. Within moments, both women were naked. Before Monica could move, Michelle was on her knees; head between Monica's legs. "Oh, god!" she moaned at the sensation of having her clit sucked. Michelle ...