| Lesbian: First Time: Girls' Night Out (2/3) |
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She knocked back another vodka and glanced over at the dance floor where Vicki was still dancing with Natalie. What the hell is this, she thought? She’d felt healthily naughty that day getting off over her mate in her own room, but this? I’m not a lesbian … am I? This was all she could think, over and over. She glanced back to the floor where Vicki (by now well on her way to being slaughtered) was dancing all over some lad. “Look at this,” Jenna giggled next to her. “I’m off up there! You coming?” “In a minute … I just need the loo,” Rachel excused. She stumbled into the ladies room, just wanting some space to think. What she’d wanted from the night was a laugh and to let her hair down. Instead she felt a cocktail of confusion, horniness and now jealousy. She checked her mascara and hair, and then admired her reflection. She looked quite hot in the outfit, even if she thought so herself. The corset made her look huge in the chest area, and the silver pointy stilettos added some nice extra height and good tone to her calf muscles. She was relatively unaware of the door opening until she noticed it was Natalie standing behind her through the mirror. “Hey!” “Thought I might find you in here.” “Just checking I’m hot enough to join you up there,” Rach laughed. “She’s a tease isn’t she?” Nat laughed, putting her handbag down at the next sink. “Who, Vick? I dunno, the way things look to me she’ll probably take him home!” “Exactly, without any awareness of the effect she’s had on you.” Rach paused. “Sorry?” “Oh come on, I’ve seen how you’ve been looking at her all night. I’ve been there. Why do you think I don’t get ready at hers anymore?” “I really don’t know what you mean,” Rach spluttered, blushing. “When we were 18 I used to get ready there, then stay over after every Friday night. I mean the dropping of the clothes whenever possible, the fact that she isn’t embarrassed at all? I fancied … fancy the arse off her too!” Rach just stared into the mirror, mortified at being found out. If that was unexpected then the next bit was just mad. During the pause, Nat had moved closer and was now standing behind her. Then she put her arms through from behind and cupped Rach’s boobs, softly. “Ever since then I’ve been … curious.” She squeezed the breasts through the corset a little more firmly. “But in reality I’m no closer than you are. She’s a tease! However, I think you and I could … satisfy that itch?” As she said this, she eased open the first two fasteners on the corset and slipped her long, French manicured fingers in and onto Rachel’s left nipple. Instantly the twinge became a damp patch under her skirt as Natalie used her free hand to bunch Rachel’s hair out of the way and began kissing her neck. “Well … now you mention it … two blondes would … mean a l-lot of fun,” she replied between gasps. Her nipples always had been the bit that really turned her on. Suddenly, high heels approaching the door sounded a warning. Before there was time to think Rachel found herself being hurried into one of the empty cubicles. The sound of a group of ladies talking at the sinks became mere background |
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