| Lesbian: Exotic Erotic: Staircase Fun (1/3) |
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My best friend Brianna and I were preparing to hit the clubs for an evening of drinking and debauchery. The club was your usual gothic fetish type place where black and leather were always in style and I was looking forward to seeing all the hot chicks dressed in their dark finery. The only thing holding me back was Brianna. She had been working late and didn’t want to go out wearing her mundane professional clothes so I had offered to let her get dressed at my place. The only problem was that she was taking forever to get ready. I had been sitting in my living room watching TV while she had been doing God knows what upstairs to get ready to go out. I was afraid that at the rate she was going it would be next weekend before we even left the house. Reluctantly, I tore myself from the comfort of the sofa that I had grown fond of while waiting and walked to the base of the stairs so she could hear me talking to her. “Brianna let’s go. I don’t want to spend all night waiting for you to get ready.” I called up to her in a tone that barely disguised the latent impatience in my voice. “I know. I’m hurrying. I just want to look good when we go out tonight. I’m almost ready.” “Alright.” I shook my head and went back to watching TV. She’ll be ready when she’s ready I guess, I thought to myself as I flipped through the channels. It wasn’t much longer until I heard her coming down the steps. “What do you think?” I looked over to see her standing at the foot of the stairs wearing an amazing outfit. She had donned a black vinyl mini skirt with thigh high fishnet stockings secured by a garter belt that peaked out from under the hem of the skirt. Brianna had some of the longest, most incredible legs I had ever seen and the stockings were making them look even better; however, it was the top that intrigued me the most. It looked as though she had combined a fishnet top with a cupless bra and the only thing hiding her nipples from the eyes of the world was some strategically placed electrical tape. She looked stunning. I found myself staring at her body and having to will myself to not walk over to her and begin running my hands over her body. “I gather from your expression that the outfit is a success.” Brianna was smiling at me, obviously enjoying my reaction. I took a deep breath and walked past her to the door. “We better get going. Unless you have anything else to do before we leave Brianna?” “Actually, let me adjust this strap right quick.” I watched as she reached for the buckle at the nape of her neck and tightened it, forcing her breasts into an even more pushed up position. They seemed to call to me, to beg me to touch and suck them. Brianna looked up at me, an impish grin spreading across her angelic face as she moved in closer to me before speaking. “Well maybe there is something you’d like to do before we leave for the club?” My body shuddered as she let her long fingernails trail across my cleavage exposed by my low cut black velvet dress. I could feel her hot breath on my skin as she leaned in to kiss me. Our lips brushed lightly at first, but then she forcefully pressed hers into mine. Her |
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Good story
