Allison Munro is frustrated. His first year in college ended, and there was no fire, no awakening. Two friendships and common sexual experiences did not give her the wild times she wants to remember when she is old and gray. And then, quite unplanned, on a hot steamed night, she and her best friend begin to go out in the quiet of a darkened park, and her world changes. As every new sexual experience opens its broadest eyes pours out its inhibitions and becomes increasingly wild and bold, seducing her girlfriend’s brother, then her father, then her mother, then reaching others around her, filled with the thrill of sexual conquest, pride of a beautiful nymph, and the warmth of evil desire.

Allison felt a hot flute in her belly while Jeff’s hand softened from her life and slipped to her bottom. He stiffened slightly, looking around, but no one seemed to notice.

They were walking, coming home from a basketball game, you and Jeff, Molly, Peter, Mike and Evan. It was dark. The lamps were few and far between and few of the houses along the road had their lights on. It was hot, and she was sweating a bit, trying to keep cool not moving very much.

Peter and Mike were fighting on the lawn in front of someone while Evan screamed encouragement and Molly looked. Jeff’s fingers squeezed against his soft buttocks and turned and kissed it slightly. He kissed him, feeling his lips between his while he bit him. She felt her breasts swell under her loose white shirt and squeezed her pussy muscles together as Jeff’s hand slowly slips up and down the crack between her rounded buttocks, rubbing it through her jeans.

She flicked a blonde hair lock from her face and smiled, her soft and full lips separating to reveal shining white teeth. A car died and looked away, a little embarrassed. But there was a limit for how much he could do with him anyway, and when his hand slips lower, his fingers rising under his buttocks and over his pussy tumulus slowly pulled back with a look of reproof. It wasn’t like they went out or something, and even if he wasn’t in high school and he would be back in college in a couple of weeks that he didn’t want to tell about her.

He moved on next to Molly, and Jeff jumped on Evan, bringing him to the ground next to the other two. You and Molly exchanged looks and tears. Molly was her best friend. The two were very similar in many ways. They were the same age, had approximately the same taste in men, clothes, music and food.

They had similar hairstyles, straight, a little under their shoulders, and separated into the middle. The difference was that Molly’s hair was a little thicker, and it was a dark red color. He also had shots. Allison was a golden blonde, and her hair usually seemed a little bit more muddy, a little less precisely brushed than Molly’s. They were both of medium heights, although Allison was an inch or two taller, and both had athletic bodies. They had cups, bacons, flaring hips, round buttocks and well carved legs.

Molly had bigger breasts, and they were more round, but Allison’s breast was of good size and firmer, her small pink nipples actually attack slightly upward in a way that made all the girls in the shower at the jealous college. They were, the girls agreed, the perfect shape. He won the unofficial title of the best breasts during a shower session after volleyball, much to Molly’s fun. Molly was here a second.

“Come, boys,” Molly said.

“Yes, turn it off,” said Allison. “What are you, children? "

Evan moved away from Jeff with a grunt and got up, his hair took off. “Hey,” he said. “Because we’re fighting each other when we should fight with the girls!”

He stood against them and fled forward.

“Go away, Evan,” Molly said, while she looked at him carefully.

Instead, he hid, then he leaned forward. He rebelled and turned to run, but took it around his life and lifted it up in the air, swinging it. Then, before he was able to move, Jeff was fond of Allison, bending low and grasping it around his life. She screamed while she pulled her up and lifted her on her shoulder, turning around and around.

“Put me down!” cried.

“I made myself wo-man!” grew up like a caveman, stabbed around.

She slapped her bottom and she yelled at him. He threw it down heavily and she fell, clinging to him.

“Dickhead,” he said, coming to his feet.

Only that little burst of activity had her started sweating. She rubbed her hand on her forehead and found her wet. They went beyond the road, and in a sort of park. Well, it was actually a large grassy area surrounded by country houses. But it was dark, and there was a small playground there with swings, monkey bars, and a slide.

A couple of guys started up on the monkey bars, and she managed to get over Jeff herself. They climbed up the swing and sat up there for a few minutes. He could comb them sometimes, but he pushed his hand every time.

Then Peter said he had to go home because he had to work the next day, and Mike said he was too hot to stay here anyway. Jeff didn’t have a job, but Molly decided she had to go. Allison didn’t think she should be alone with Jeff and Evan. He didn’t know them well and his reputation could suffer even if nothing happened. Anyway, Mike was right, it was too hot.

So he joined Molly, and Evan and Jeff followed for a few blocks. Then they turned off because Evan wanted to go to a Seven-Eleven and get a coke.

“What do you think about Jeff?” Molly grinned when they were alone.

“He’s fine,” he said with a smile.

“You were doing pretty well,” the brunette smiled as they walked.

“Yes. I was really excited,” Allison confided with a hesitant smile.

“Yeah, me too. Evan and Peter were spying on me every time they could. Pigs. "

“Pigs,” Allison accepted.

Then they both had fun.

“Oh, I hate this,” Allison sighed. “How come boys can do what they want, but we have to be good girls and always say no?”

“For otherwise everyone will call us sluts. "

“I would really like to… promise you won’t tell anyone? "

Molly announced.

“I would have liked to throw Jeff down and tear his clothes from behind,” he said.

Molly blurred and smiled. “Yes, but we can’t. At least not until September. Are you going with him? "

“Then, as he asks. "

“God be a virgin,” Molly said.

“Hey, it’s worse for me. I had sex and I miss it!”

They both had fun.

“Do you know what book I have? I ordered it from a Barnes and Noble catalogue. It’s only $7. "

“What? "

“The Kama Sutra.”

What is it?

“God, Allie, you are so virgin!”

“Oh, look who’s talking!”

“It’s a book about sex, you know, like all kinds of weird things. Everything you’ve ever imagined and more about sex. "

“Cool. "

“Yeah, when I’m done. There are really weird things.”

“Are you hot to read it?” Allison played.

“Yes,” Molly admitted, blushing a little. “He has, like, drawing and stuff like that. Very hot. "

“Don’t let your mother find him.”

“Don’t worry. It’s hidden very well. "

The area that passed was all the houses. There was something from two to five houses in blocks with a lot of common green space between them. Molly walked away from the driveway, and she and Allison sat on the back of a wooden bench.

“I want to savage and rape a group of boys,” Molly said.

“Slut.”

“I’m serious,” Allison said. “I want to do wild things and slutty. I want… a, gang bang the football team or something!”

“All right. I’ll put an ad in the paper. "

“Have you never wanted to do anything like that? I mean, here we are two sexy girls and our lives are boring. Half the men in this city would go mad just for our naked view and spend every night alone. It’s crazy!”

“Do you want to hear something?” Molly asked with a low voice. “You must promise never to tell anyone, ever.”

“Okay, okay.

“I’ll never talk to you again if you do. "

“I won’t say it. What is it? "

Molly looked a little red. She looked at them around the empty dark area and twinned lights from nearby houses.

“I cut a page from one of my brother’s dirty magazines and ordered something. "

“What? "

A dildo.

Allison’s eyes are huge and his jaw fell, then grabbed his hand on his face to suffocate his laughter.

“Are you kidding?” she laughed when she could talk.

“No.”

“What does it look like? "

“It looks like a dick, Allie. What do you think?

“God!” She laughed in pleasure.

“It’s very clean. Looks like one. "

“Oh, how do you know, virgin? "

Molly hit her lightly.

“What are you doing? "

Then his eyes opened up again and reddened.

“You…”

“Yes, Allie. I’m sure you know I’m leaving. I know you do it too.”

“Well…”

Allison looked down, blushing.

“I… well, do you like it, put it in?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Yech.”

“Why? It’s cleaner than a real one. "

“Well, yeah, but… I don’t know.”

She was quiet for a minute.

“It’s a little evil,” said Allison. “Maybe I should get one. "

“Then you could compare it to the real thing and tell me the difference,” Molly said with a smile.

“Sure.” He’s subdued heavily. “You know, I wanted to do such evil things my first year in college, and I didn’t do anything. "

“You fucked Jason and that other guy, Myles.”

“Very,” Allison said in a derided manner. “I wanted to do really deaf things, things that would make my mother’s hair gray if she found out. "

“What, the gang fucks the football team? "

“Yes!”

“Allie!”

“Well, maybe not this in particular, but… you know, really wild things.”

“Do you like to fuck with a dildo? "

Allison blurred. “No, not exactly. "

“Do you think I’m sick? "

“No,” said Allison. I mean, well… I think if we can’t, like… Doing it with the kids is the next best thing. I mean, like, masturbating is normal, right, so…

“I can, like, tell you where to order one. "

“I don’t believe it! I mean, if my parents found him, I’d die. I’d die. "

Take him to school.

“Oh, right, and my roommate finds it. Anyway, I don’t need it at school. I can fuck the boys without everyone finding out.”

“It’s really… Something. I mean, the feeling is…”

“I know.”

“It’s much better than… you know, just fingers. "

“Molly!” ran away.

“Well, it is. I mean, well, how do you… you know, do you? "

“No matter!”

“I was just… That’s it.

Both were embarrassed, but both were also finding the extremely charming conversation, and also exciting. Allison found that he was sweating again and rubbed his forehead.

“I… well, usually on my side and use my panties, like… rub them against me, you know? "

“Have you never put anything in? "

I mean, sometimes my finger, but… You… always wear… Well, I guess you… You use it…

“Yes. I used my brush, the handle. "

Allison couldn’t avoid imagining Molly pushing her hair brush in her pussy. She made her a little embarrassed and also… excitement. The whole conversation was extravagant and a little exciting.

“The dildo is much better,” Molly confided in a low voice.

“Man,” said Allison, slowly shaking his head, thinking Molly with a fucking plastic.

“Once I went to my yard and I did it,” Molly shoved.

“What? God! What if I catch you? "

“It was dark, and… well, I was so horny about being naked outside. I just heard this huge electrical shock. I came like a crazy person. I thought I was crazy. "

“Once at school, I ran into the pool. I know what you mean. I felt incredibly horny, and I was just with non-boy girls. "

They were silent for some moments, various images that play through their minds.

“Allison? "

“Yeah?”

“Have you ever… He thought, like… to do it with a… Like, hanging around with a girl? "

Allison turned to her, approached, and suddenly embarrassed.

“No, I… well… I mean, not since… you know… Since…

Molly announced, looking down.

There was a TV show a couple of years ago. On it two teenage girls had kissed only to see how it was. He had caused a huge fuss in the newspapers with all the religious monsters screaming and everything. Molly was at Allison’s house that night, and after seeing the show the two had experimented briefly, just kissing a little. They were younger than that, and they didn’t know much about sex. They had a lot of fun and they stopped almost immediately.

“I was just thinking,” Molly said. “Well, it was a shame that… you know… Like girls, well, he couldn’t… We should not worry about… you know… Anything, how to get pregnant or… one of us who says or something. "

“Well, I think, but… I’m not gay or anything,” said Allison, blushing furiously.

“Well, it’s not even me!” Molly exclaimed.

“Well, I mean, you don’t have to, you know, being gay, I think. "

“You don’t. Could you… Play around to have fun. You never wonder what it is. .

I mean, not really.

“There were many photos in my brother’s magazines of these women who did it together. It really seemed… well… hot. "

“How do they… to do it? I mean, they don’t have… you know.”

“Well, there’s more in sex than in the report. "

“Oh, right. The virgin told me. I had sex, remember. "

Allison looked away, embarrassed, her interior gets agitated with strange feelings and feelings. It was embarrassed because it seemed like Molly was suggesting they… did. Allison wasn’t sure how to react. She loved Molly like a sister, of course, and she trusted her, but…

He never thought he’d do it with a girl. Lesbians did it together, but he had no idea how. And obviously it was fine, they wanted to do it with each other. But she wasn’t a lesbian, and she didn’t think Molly was, too. Sure, you didn’t have to be today. A lot of girls mentioned that they had - dabbled - with other girls. She was also pretty fashionable in college to say you were bisexual.

But the idea was weird and weird.

At the same time he was still excited by their intimate conversation, and by his recent groping and making out with Jeff.

She slowly turned her head to find Molly looking at her, her eyes wide open and looking a little anxious and worried. Allison was suddenly aware of the hot shoulder of his crushed friend against her. He looked in his eyes, feeling his guts begin to swell more violently.

“You want to see… How does it feel to kiss me?” Molly whispered.

“I… someone could… "

He looked around the darkness around them, his breath becomes heavier as his heart beat.

“No one will see us,” Molly said.

Molly turned to her, leaning forward. Allison heard the heartbeat faster, felt sweat. He looked again, making sure no one was near, then he looked back. He felt a tingling in his loins, a warm and humid pain. Molly’s lips approached and approached, then they met her ever so light. They kissed for a second before pulling back. They both breathe heavier. Allison swallowed nervously while Molly licked her lips.

Then the brunette leaned back forward and pressed her lips much more firmly against the blonde girl. He opened his mouth slightly, and Allison heard that the tongue was flowing along his lips. Their lips shook together in hesitant exploration, and their breath poured out from one mouth to another. Molly turned completely against her, then, slipping away from the back of the bench, her arms passing over Allison’s shoulders while her tongue pushed slightly forward in her mouth.

Their breasts pushed together, the soft meat that grew much heavier than she had a couple of years ago when they were younger. Allison felt the warmth of the other girl’s breasts through the thin fabric of their blouses, felt her breast swelling, her nipples already hard and erect.

He was breathless with shock and heat and excitement, feeling like he was doing something terribly forbidden and slutty. She slowly brought her arms around her friend, her hands going on her back and feeling her radiant heat like herself. The kiss seemed to go back and forth, with Molly beginning to slip her lips from one side to another, her body always rubs so gently against Allison. Allison tentatively moved his hands up and down Molly’s back as his belly bubbled and steamed with sexual excitement.

Their breasts continued to mash and grind slowly together. Allison felt the pressure inside her warm breasts that swollen more and more, threatening to explode, felt the heat, felt sweat tricks in her neckline while their tongues slipped each other and their lips caresed each other.

“God!” Molly gasped, pulled back with her wide, warm eyes, her chest.

“Yes!” Allison banged, sweating heavily even if he hadn’t moved, his heart beats, the blood running through his body.

She was almost trembling with sexual emotion inside her. She put her arms around Molly and pulled her back in, their breasts pinching together as their lips met in soft, hungry hug. Allison’s hands hit and down Molly’s back, then, boldly, shockingly, giving to the impulse, lower slid, down beyond his life, over his round buttocks, crushing them through the denim miniskirt that the other girl wore.

Molly moaned gently, almost a sob, and one of her hands approached each other. Allison left out a soft drop of shocked pleasure as she felt pushing up against her breasts, cupping and crushing it gently, then more firmly. His mind was reeling as the sexual pressure rolled over her in waves. She felt Molly’s hand gripping her shirt, pulling it out of her pants, then she felt the little hand of the brunette slipping on her belly and moving behind her to pull off her bra.

She moaned, damped, overwhelmed by the need inside her, almost intoxicated with it as Molly grabbed her bare, wet breast, sweating the hand moving on hot chest, sleigh, caressing and squeezing.

Allison’s hands rubbed against the bottom of the other girl, crushing and kneading hot meat. He clinged to the hem, pulling it higher and higher, then he felt the hinge running down, along the hip. Feeling a small shockwave of excitement at thought, found the zipper and slowly pulled up, higher… higher… higher, until he was really alive. Then she pulled off the button and Molly’s skirt left her.

Molly got excited, grabbed Allison’s shirt with both hands now, pulling it up. Allison couldn’t believe he was doing this, he couldn’t believe they were doing it, let alone in a public field with the windows around. But she let her arms stand, let her shirt pull over her shoulders and go. He felt a crack of sexual electricity washed over her while the shirt fell.

Molly banged her open bra and Allison was naked to life, her so hard nipples that hurt, sexual fever that roared like a freight train inside her. Molly grabbed her breasts tightly as they kissed, and Allison’s hands slid on her bottom, crushing it through the subtle bikini panties. He rubbed his hands over the round buttocks, his fingers grabbing at the lower edges of the panties, pulling them until they were stuck in his girlfriend’s crack.

Molly’s breathing was tough and upset when she took her lips. Her head masturbated and her lips were raised on one of Allison’s nipples. The blonde almost screamed while she heard her friend’s tongue on the nipple, and she narrowed it, trembling and trembling while the girl started sucking.

“Oh God!” he said in a strangled croak. Oh, God!

Allison’s mind shook and her breast threatened to explode while her girlfriend passionately sucked her hard and painful nipple. She trembled and trembled, her hands flowing feverishly through Molly’s hair.

Molly raised her head, the lips that meet with the force of bruises, their tongues flowing together, twisting and turning while their breasts rub and close each other. Molly’s hand fell down to swallow Allison in her jeans. He repeatedly pressed as Allison gushed and moaned and despaired against her. Then Allison rang violently, grabbing her girlfriend tightly while her head fell back and she swollen with wonderful pleasure.

Molly rubbed and squeezed her puss furiously, the other hand crushing one of Allison’s breasts, her fingers digging deep into the soft flesh as she bit her throat exposed and sucked. Allison swollen wildly, sobbing with pleasure as orgasm shattered his mind in a million pieces and turned off a heat explosion in her which threatened to blow it completely into darkness.

He felt his mind turning, he was as light as orgasm finally passed. She burst into the air, moaning, disconcerting against her girlfriend, whose arms embraced her tightly while her lips moved back to her chest.

“Oh, God, Molly!”

Molly was raising her head, her eyes full of lust and warmth and passion. He took a step back and a half, hands covering Allison’s breasts and pinched slowly, repeatedly. Then his right hand slips down the belly of the blonde trembling and her fingers not torn her cuts. He grabbed the zipper and slowly drew it until Allison’s blue thong was exposed.

He slipped his fingers inside the belt, then slowly forced his hand on the front of Allison’s pants, his fingers moving along the hot and slow meat in the sweaty damp sex, then crushing against it. Allison trembled, holding his arm to stand. She looked at Molly in shock as the girl’s fingers found her slit and pressed against it, sinking between her pussy sopping lips, then rubbing slowly up and down.

He moaned. What are you doing to meeee? "

Molly bent and slipped her lips around one of her nipples again, chewing like she sucks, her fingers constantly rubbing.

The other hand grabbed Allison’s buttocks, then grabbed the belt and shoved her pants down inches until they slowly slipped towards the ankles.

Allison was grinding his pelvis into his girlfriend’s hand, gasping and moaning as his juices flowed again, as his warmth and excitement rushed. His body slew in sweat while his interiors burned like fire. She came again, crying and crying against Molly’s hand until she fell forward and tumbled to the ground.

Molly followed her down, slipping over her, shoving her tongue in the blonde’s mouth while she pushed her panties down and away. It spreads between Allison’s legs, their sweaty bodies rubbing and grinding together.

Allison’s hands wander around Molly, looking down until they grabbed and pressed her bottom. Molly was standing up against her, rubbing her sex against Allison’s, opening her legs and squeezing her pussy to rub directly from Allison. Allison moaned, damped, weak and full of confusion. She looked at Molly, saw the girl’s jaw, her eyes cut as she constantly threw herself into her, their pussies shook and moistly grinned, slenderly.

Molly ran away.

Then she did it, collapsing on the blonde, chewing her throat while she rubbed her horse furiously back and forth against the soft and wet pussy pad of Allison.