Old Friends and New Experiences

Carter flew into LA to catch up with Adriana, her old high-school friend now married to a rich European. The visit felt easy until Adriana handed her a red lace bra and thong that matched her own. They stepped into the bedroom to change. The lingerie hugged Carter’s hips and slipped between her cheeks. Adriana’s eyes followed every move. She admitted she had always wanted more than friendship. Carter’s breath hitched, but she leaned in when Adriana’s fingers traced her collarbone. Their mouths met slow, then deep. Adriana’s tongue flicked Carter’s nipples through the lace while Carter’s hand slid inside the front of Adriana’s thong, finding her already wet. The room filled with soft wet sounds and quick little gasps. Shoes kicked off, panties pushed aside, they sank onto the bed. Carter sucked Adriana’s clit in lazy circles; Adriana’s thighs trembled around her ears. Suddenly the bedroom door opened and Mick stood there. For a moment Carter froze, heart knocking, but Adriana just smiled, tugged Carter’s hand, and said, “We share.” Mick crossed the room, unbuckling his belt. Carter watched, pulse loud in her ears, while Adriana’s fingers kept circling her clit and her mouth stayed hot on Carter’s breast. Mick’s cock slid past Carter’s lips, thick and warm, as Adriana kept licking lower, tasting the same heat. Time stretched in the quiet, wet rhythm of mouths and hands until no one was watching the clock.