Ffion and Lowri's Fooling by Anthony Hardy (Lesbian, oral and masturbation. Very Fun.)
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Ffion and Lowri's Fooling
The opening moments
Ffion and Lowri had al ways looked out for each other. Even in nursery, if one were in trouble the other one would stick up for her. Then in the later years of primary school, when they were discovering boys, no risks were taken. If some foolhardy male had rejected Ffion, Lowri was always there to comfort and console her. If the other girls because of her early developing breasts ever bullied Lowri, Ffion would viciously protect her. They always double dated in Secondary school as a custom. Neither would go out with someone, for fear of making the other jealous. Every Friday they would go drinking, not for alcoholism to support, but to pick up boys and keep a protective eye on the other.
Chapter 1
It was a bright, sunny day. The cliche summer day. No clouds, no wind, not too hot. Perfect weather for proper clothes. Not the horrible, no flirting clothes that the school made us wear. I rested the palm of my hand in Lowri's, and linked arms with her. We travelled the short distance to the bus with a spring in our step. I invited her to stay at my house for the night. She eagerly accepted and we planned our night, in war like precision. Movies at 7 PM to 8:30PM, snacks during, dinner afterwards, and girl talk from then on. It was going to be a great wind down to the week. Arriving at the house was brilliant. We discovered that there was no one in the house.
"Ffion, your Mum has left this note on the table It says, 'Gone to hotel for weekend with your Dad. Anniversary. Food in fridge. No boys.'"
We began chatting, the conversation drifted towards boys inevitably. Ffion had wanted this boy called Anthony for ages. They were not really friends, she did not even greet him in the corridor, but she wanted him all the same. She had heard what a good fuck he was. She wanted him. I didn't have anyone at that moment. I didn't want anyone. It was good to be free. One night stands were readily available I had the pick of the bunch always. I was the boy's classic dream. Long blond hair, large 36D breasts, blue mysterious eyes and a tight pussy.
"Ffion, didn't you give that guy a blowjob on your first date?!!"
"Yea, so," she said hurt.
"You slut!"
She gasped and looked at me.
"How dare you call me a slut!"
I jumped on her grinning wildly. She screamed, trying to get up and away, tripped and fell. I tickled her mercilessly, my tits swung heavily on their shelf. I chose this bra to do nothing, as far as control is concerned. Running the tips of my fingernails along her soles made her scream with laughter. I brutally sunk all my fingers into her sides. She had spasms under the laughter, giggling incessantly.
"Aaaaaaah, stop it Ffion."
She tried to move. I pinned her arms with my knees, her legs were crushed under the wait of my tight ass.
"I've got you now, you nasty bitch!"
I laughed strangely, throwing my head back like an evil genius. My tits bobbed up and down and I could have sworn my pussy moistened slightly. I was not a dyke though, I never considered having sex with a girl, definitely not with my best friend of twelve years.
"I'm going to get you for calling me a slut."
I leant down. I descended in uncontrollable slow motion; I rested my hands under her head. Our lips made contact.
She had kissed me. She actually kissed me. What really disgusted me that I wasn't entirely horrified. My best friend had pressed her lips against mine. I didn't push her off. I was confused. She pulverised the ice.
"Imagine if the boys could see us now, they would so turned on. I bet we could just touch them and they would cum," she laughed hesitantly.
Speaking too fast, too soon, obviously afraid of the situation. She was as scared, confused and shocked as I was. I took my chance. Leaping up, I screamed. Louder than usual. This alien situation was uncomfortably making me catalyse my actions and words to dispel the fear. She leapt up to. We caught each other's wrists, began pushing against each other, fell to our knees. Our noses were touching; the atmosphere was thick with apprehension. We gazed at each other not moving. Our eyes each trying to fathom the depths of the other's heart. What did we want? Did that kiss mean anything? Why did Ffion do it? Would I have done it if I had the chance?
At the same time, the cogs in our mind machine clicked into the same system. Lowri leant forward. Words were not important. Speech meant nothing. At the same time, I cocked my head to one side and pressed forward with her. We kissed. The creases on our lips met, locked together in a powerful embrace of love. Our lips fitted together perfectly. The unusual touch did not repulse me. I was no longer confused. I was curious more than scared. We leant back. Gazed again. Our targets came into focus. We wanted this. We inclined our heads together once more, and brought new promises as presents. This kiss was more passionate. It began the same way, eager and curious. Once, twice, thrice we kissed each one more open then the last. Upon the fourth embrace, I smoothed back her hair. My tongue shone briefly between her lips, lightly resting like sunbeams upon the passionate sea.
I took her head in my hands, cradling it, protecting it from the storm that was to come. I leant towards her tongue outstretched, she happily received me. I closed my mouth over hers. Stroking the sides of her tongue with mine, I etched slowly and carefully he passions that she would remember for years to come. Then we would parry each other's tongues. Mine went for her throat. She blew it back with a swift stroke from the top. She lunged and I beat her down, inside my oral fortress. We stroked each other spiralling upwards and then plummeting down. I took my arm. I gently rested it upon her shoulder. I stroked her neck and parallel to my petting, I nibbled her ear as she leaned back into a pillow of love. She parted and I yearned for her.
I was eager to make this a proper first time. If a person finds a love, I believe he or she shall make the most of it. Making out in my living room in front of my sofa, would put us on par with some desperate sluts. I sought refuge in my bedroom and rested upon my bed. She entered and we quickly took up our earlier positions. The passion was quicker to establish itself then. Her eager waiting mouth swallowed my tongue and came on for more. Hugging me with both arms clutched around my back, she continued French kissing me. Her fingers made brief imprints upon my polo shirt. She wound clock faces around my back. I pulled my head back.
"Stick your tongue out," I commanded.
She did so. I managed to place the tip of her tongue at the back of my throat. She did the same for me and we continued. I was desperate. Previous emotions of love, righteousness and calm only lingered now. Lust, sin and anarchy now resided. The sucking of the tongue had been the final push in one ongoing battle. She had not only claimed my heart, she would also claim my lesbian virginity.
"Take me now," I whispered urgently in her ear, she licked my face and lay me down.
I stroked her cheek with my tongue one last time. I was not sure what to do. I guess I had better do what some boys had done to me. I lifted her shirt. This exposed her half naked breasts. I could almost see her areolas her bra was so small. Her nipples stood out a good deal longer than I had ever seen them before. But then again, this situation was different to any I had ever taken part in. Only this afternoon I was not turned on by the mere idea of lesbian sex, let alone lesbian sex with my best friend. I kissed the strap of her bra. She gasped at the touch. Kisses trailed further down her strap until they met her cup. I stopped then.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Ffion? We can just carry on like nothing happened."
"I would die if we were to do that! Hurry up!"
I licked once on each cup and unclipped her bra. Her nipples were a deep red, fully engorged and ready. Her breasts were smaller than mine were, about a C cup, but they were so soft. Delightful to touch, it was like grasping silk. I squeezed, she groaned. I squeezed harder, she moaned louder. Unbelievably her nipples moved again. This time fully.
"I'm achin'!" she screamed to me.
I bent down and licked her cleavage. Her breasts moved upwards as she breathed deeply, trying to remain calm. I kissed her nipples, she gasped at the cold touch. I licked her breast flesh. Touching first her right breast, then her left. I made circles with my tongue getting ever closer to the central prize. The tempo of her breathing mirrored this, getting faster as I licked closer to her nipples. It slowed as I reached the outer edge of her voluptuous tits.
"Please Lowri, take my nipples in your mouth and suck!" she screamed. If my parents were here, they would easily hear the racket.
I complied with her demand. Her nipples extended further than before as I drew her nubs into my warm embrace. My tongue bounced along the contours of her pleasure buttons and she stiffened in response. Deciding for a moment that this was a clear waste of my newly found oral expertise, I found her navel beckoned. I closed my eyes and found my jugs to be rising and falling in time with her licking. Each new touch of tongue upon my belly button sent an electrical wave shooting through my nerves. These bolts of energy served not only as momentary pleasure, but fuelled the burning desire within me. My pussy soaked my dark blue thong and the tight trouser exterior. She delved as deep as possible within the treasures of my navel and I laughed with the silliness of it all. At school this morning, we had ridiculed the idea of being gay. We shunned the girl that said she would participate in a threesome with her boyfriend and a girl. Now here we were. I was topless lying upon my best friend's double bed. She was licking my wet bellybutton. Both our crotches were stained with the hallmark of excitement.
Lowri, while I was thinking this, did not pay any attention to anything but the task.
"Ooooh Lowri, go down on me!" I shouted as hard as possible, shaking her out of her daydream.
She kissed lower and lower. I moaned, as she got closer to my pubic region. I lifted my legs when she told me to and my dark blue thong and tight black trousers were rapidly removed. She reached where my hair would be if I didn't shave my cunt regularly. I groaned loudly. Her clothed body was lying in between my legs. Five minutes later, she still hadn't hit my slit. I couldn't believe how much of a tease she was.
"Please Lowri, take me now! Uuuuuuuugh" I shouted and growled in frustration.
She had run the entire length of my slender legs, coating them evenly in a layer of sweat and saliva. She wiped it off with her hair and had then kissed lines across my thighs. My pussy was streaming precum and she went in for the execution. My snatch tingled each time she ran her tongue from the base of my pussy to the very pinnacle, my clit.
"Yes, Lowri, yes! Go deeper and make me cum!"
Lowri explored my tight pussy with her oral tool. It made me squirm and spasm at each horny stroke. My breathing was shallow, my tits rose and fall. I pressed my breasts together, rubbing the palms against my erect nipples. Her sexy face meshed with my cunt. Lowri's tongue advanced until you could see no see her expression. I was certain it was one of rapture. "Are you gonna cum for me girl? Are you going to fucking cum all over my face?" Lowri screamed at her rhetorically. The voice was subdued by Ffion's naked cunt.
"Yes I am! I'm going to fucking juice and you're going to drink my it!!"
My ex boyfriend had discovered my g-spot once. His dick was large and he thrust hard. It was only a myth to most. I was proud to say to my friends that I had explored the pleasures of the ultimate orgasm. I now wanted to give it to Ffion. I pressed deeper than before. Grazing her clitoris forced an animal like growl from her depths. She moaned ever more the deeper that I went. A pearl of sweat dripped down from her forehead and I swept it away. Both our faces were red and she panted faster than I did.
"Fuck me with your tongue Lowri!" Ffion moaned.
"Cum on fucking juice!"
I could not keep up with the amount of sweat. It poured out of her. Normally sweat smells. The smell of the sweat was overpowered by the extraordinary stink of her sweet pussy. I feasted on her. Each bite and lick brought forth more honey and I hunted for it with abandon. I sucked her clitoris like a lolly. Her pussy I treated as a chocolate eclair with extra cream. Just as a chocolate eclair, it was difficult to prevent my mouth from becoming totally covered in saccharine cordial and I failed miserably. I was like a little girl in a sweet shop. My chops were smothered with sap.
"Aaaaaaaah Ffion!"
She had squeezed my head with her thighs and forced my jaw further. She was at the edge. I formed the well-known insult with my fingers and stuck my digit up her ass for a second. It made her cum.
"Oooooooh, uuuuuuuuugh, yeeeeeeees!!!" She moaned, groaned and screamed respectively.
I could not scream. I was taking a drink. It trickled onto my tongue and poured down my gullet. I didn't savour the delicate flavours of the juice all I knew was it was sweet. At last she finished her spasms and came her last drop.
Chapter Three
"I want to return the favour," I murmured, when I'd recovered.
"If you insist Ffion, I will let you pleasure me."
"I do," I purred.
She growled in appreciation, when I ran my body down her now vertical personage. I danced a sexy dance along her lithe form oozing sex appeal. With each movement, I jerked her trousers and g-string a little way down. Her shoes were off and downstairs. Her exposed cunt whispered to me in the night air. It beckoned me to fuck it with my tongue. With a solitary movement, her bra was in clear view. Lowri's breasts jiggled each time I tapped them with my fingertips. I held my hand up high distracting her, and sneaked my other round her back. I tore it from her back and head butted her nipples. She moaned at the unexpected action. Lowri quickly recovered though and held my head there, whispering.
"I love you Ffion, you're so good to me."
"Me to babes. You're such an insatiably horny girl."
Lowri lay down upon my bed and spread her now naked legs. Her cunt had a sweet and spicy aroma, which enticed me to go further. I thrust my knees so they hit my tits and knelt below her. Splitting her knees and lifting her thighs so that only her feet touched the bed exposed her snatch enough for her to moan. I was not a tease. I was too tempted by the sticky spicy sugary mess below my succulent lips. It did not take long for her to fall into the pleasure trap that I was in previously. She mashed her large breasts together and picked at the nipples with her fingernails.
"Ok Lowri I'm going to finger you!"
She groaned in a positive response. I could not refuse. I jammed three stiff fingers into her pussy. They squelched in and continued squelching each time I moved. I hooked my fingers and pulled upwards, hitting her g-spot.
She screamed like a banshee, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah Ffiiiiiiioooon!!"
Her back rose from the bed and her red face was thrown backwards. She wailed in lust. When Lowri began cumming, I sucked every drop and when the ten minutes of orgasm was finished, I had literally cleaned her pussy. All the cum was inside my throat or stomach. Minus one small spot on the end of my nose.
"Ffion, you have my juice on your nose," she giggled, sitting up now but exhausted.
"Please lick it off," I begged her.
The tongue stroke that she performed was a cocktail of love, lust and friendship. It was an irrepressible sign of a long relationship though and she stroked with care. We lay in bed the next morning stroking each other's hair and whispering sweet nothings.
The closing moments
Ffion and Lowri had sex many times after that and as their confidence in their relationship grew so did the adventurous nature of their exploits. Even in college, they remained good lovers. They in short managed to stick out the highs and lows of each other's lives well into old age.
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