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You never told your mother, but ever since the first time she introduced you to one of her best friends, Jisoo, she always seemed to have trouble taking her eyes off you.

Your mom met Jisoo at her new job right after you moved. Jisoo had always held a high and important position. Gradually, your mom climbed the ranks and earned the company’s trust, and with that came new friendships, one of them being Jisoo.

It started with dinners at your house, her showing up for holidays and birthdays and her and your mom becoming inseparable. You even thought something might be going on between them, after all, who are you to judge? But your mom made it clear countless times that they were just friends and nothing more.

Jisoo had always been watching you, touching your arm, and after your mom gave you her number in case you couldn’t reach her and needed to message Jisoo instead, she started trying to make conversation with you.

It’s not that you aren’t interested in her. Jisoo is a beautiful, independent, intelligent woman with a unique sense of humor. The problem is that she’s already considered “family,” she’s mature, and you don’t want to be just a fling that she’ll discard once she gets what she wants. You could just have fun, keep things casual, but you don’t want things to get awkward or for her to drift away from your mom, you know how important their friendship is to her.

So you’ve been ignoring her advances for quite some time. At first, you thought she’d get tired of it, but after a while you started thinking she wasn’t giving up out of pride. She’s dropped a few lines like “an older woman has more experience” or “people don’t regret giving me a chance”.

You’ve felt tempted, so much that you almost gave in several times, but the guilt still holds you back and makes you question whether it’s really worth it.

You finally have the house to yourself for the weekend after a long time. It’s your mom’s first work trip, and you’re happy for her, even though she asked you a thousand times if you’d be okay. And of course she told you that if anything happened, you should call Jisoo.

There’s nothing extraordinary about what you do while your mom is gone, you just enjoy your time alone and eat whatever you want.

On Saturday afternoon, your phone lights up with a new notification.

“If you’re feeling lonely, I can come over later so we can order pizza and have some wine”.

Of course, it’s Jisoo. You pace back and forth, thinking about what to reply. It’s not like you want to say no, but you know that if she comes over, she’ll try again to convince you to give her a chance. Maybe the wine will finally give you the courage you need to take this opportunity.

You send a message confirming you want to see her that night.

You do your best to push your nerves aside and stop thinking too much about what might happen later. You’ve already showered and picked out a simple tank top and skirt, the warm weather makes you not want to wear anything too tight.

When the doorbell rings, you flinch briefly and internally curse yourself, forcing yourself to breathe and relax. This is your house, and it’s not like you haven’t been alone together before.

“Hey” she greets you with a smile as soon as you open the door. “I stopped by and picked up our pizza”.

You smile and step aside to let her in. While she sets everything on the living room coffee table, you grab the wine glasses. From what little you can see of the bottle, it looks expensive.

You don’t talk much, just small updates since the last time you saw each other while a movie plays on the TV.

The wine is really good. You feel the moment you start to relax, even with Jisoo’s side glances in your direction. You smile and, feeling bold, ask “Do you want to kiss me that badly?”

A smile instantly forms on her lips, unable to hide her excitement. “You know I want since the first time I saw you”.

“You never tried to hide it” you reply.

“And you never directly rejected me, so I knew it was only a matter of time”.

You raise an eyebrow. “You’re pretty confident for someone who’s never gotten anything from me”.

“I wouldn't be here if you didn't want anything”.

She looks at you like she can see straight into your soul, like she can see all your desire. “Tell me you don’t want anything, and I’ll walk out that door right now”.

You stay silent. She leans in, and when her lips touch yours, you feel how soft and delicate she is, even though the intensity reveals just how much she’s wanted this after waiting for so long.

From that moment on, everything becomes about her lips, her tongue asking for permission for something deeper, and her hand holding the back of your neck. Breathless, you pull apart, and she whispers, your noses still touching, “Have you ever done this with a woman before?”

You shake your head, a small “no” escaping your lips.

“That’s okay, I’ll guide you. I’ll make you feel so good…” and after that quiet promise, her mouth returns to yours with even more urgency.

She wants to savor every second, to discover every hidden spot of pleasure in your body. But when she reaches for the hem of your shirt to take it off, you stop her, your voice filled with need. “I want to feel you down here” you say, guiding her hand to your damp underwear. “I want to see how good you can make me feel”.

She takes it like a challenge, as if every part of her body was made to satisfy you. She kneels on the floor and spreads your legs. The fabric clings to your skin, slightly sheer, giving her a glimpse of you through it.

She slides it down your legs and lifts your skirt. You bite your lower lip when you feel her breath against your most intimate place. She looks into your eyes and licks from your entrance to your bundle of nerves, sucking it lightly.

Your eyes roll back and shut tightly. “So sensitive” she murmurs before continuing, savoring every reaction you give her.

She treats you like something precious, while you grip the couch, trying not to make too much noise.

“Does it feel good?” she asks, wanting to hear your voice.

“Yes” is all you manage to say, breathing heavily, knowing you’re close.

“Such a sweet little pussy” she murmurs. “Let me hear you”.

And you finally let go, allowing yourself to feel everything she’s doing to you.

She once again focuses on your clit, sucking it harder and when you feel the small tremor of her voice as she moans directly into it, the orgasm takes over your body. You tense for a second and your legs automatically trap her head as your back arches and after a silent moan gets stuck in your throat, others come soon after at a pitch and frequency you've never heard before, making you relax completely.

You let the waves take over your body and your hips uncontrollably rub against Jisoo's face who happily collects all your nectar until pleasure becomes pain from sensitivity. “Come on, let’s take you to your bedroom”.

On your bed, you find yourself completely bare, while Jisoo is still in her underwear worshiping your nipples. She sucks, bites and mouths them while waiting for you to be ready again for her to eat your pussy.

She moves back between your legs, down to your warm, wet spot, puts your legs over her shoulders and swallows your sweet juice once again. “I've waited so long to taste you. It's the best pussy I've ever had in my entire life, I swear”.

She presses two fingers into your intimate area and move from top to bottom, covering them in your moisture. She positions them in front of your entrance and finally penetrates them slowly until the palm of her hand touches your clit.

Impressively you feel extremely full and feel your gummy walls of your tight canal contracting around her fingers. “Move, please” you beg, feeling you wetting her hand more and more.

When she starts the back and forth movements, you can clearly hear the obscene noises because of your wetness and your grunts every time she fills you completely.

Soon her mouth wraps around your clit and your vision goes white while you let out a series of “yes, like that” and “fuck” as you cum for the second time. Even with your eyes closed you feel tears pooling in your eyes because of the intensity of everything.

When you open them and they readjust to the light in the room, Jisoo is already completely naked and is crawling over your body. She lowers her head and whispers in your ear “Now I want to feel your young little pussy on mine”, and automatically you nod without hesitation.

You don't have time to recover this time, she spreads your legs and positions herself to sit directly on your pussy. When you two get in touch, you swear it's the best thing you've ever felt in your life and nothing will ever top it.

You feel how wet she is and think she must be dying to feel some pleasure after just focusing on you. When her hips slowly move back and forth in a sensual movement, with her head thrown back and possessively holding one of your legs, you feel like it's going to be the fastest time you've cum in your life. You want to engrave this scene forever in your brain.

The friction of your pussies, along with the wetness and the small bites that Jisoo gives your leg before licking them is almost enough to make you climax once again. “Rub your clit against mine” you ask slyly, already feeling the knot forming in your stomach.

“That’s what you want?” she teases, doing exactly what you asked. “Come for me one more time, let me see that sexy face of yours while you scream my name”.

You let out a long moan and your body is once again taken over by intense pleasure. Jisoo feels some liquid come out of you and speeds up her movements, prolonging your pleasure and finally cumming and mixing your liquids together.

It was a more than exhausting week at work. You had to arrive early and leave later than usual every day. And even after a relaxing bath, it seems like your mind stayed awake for hours and hours and when you woke up the next day it felt like you had barely slept.

You sigh with relief that the hectic week has come to an end and you can catch up on your sleep. Even if your girlfriend likes to go out every weekend, and it's extremely difficult to stay at home doing nothing, you know she'll give in this time and you'll be able to watch several movies under the blankets.

She knows how hard you've been trying the last few days and has done practically everything for you. When you get home, your plate of food is already prepared, the house is clean and her arms are open to welcome you in a tight hug of consolation.

It's not like you don't do the same when she's the one who's stressed and overwhelmed, but it's nice to be treated the same.

You take off your shoes at the front door and lock the door before heading into the living room.

As expected, Jisoo is already getting up from the couch and wrapping you in her warm embrace. You fit your head into her neck and inhale the scent that makes you feel safe and at home.

“Let’s eat so I can prepare a relaxing bath for you”

Reluctantly, you separate and heat the food. You take the opportunity to catch up on the subject while having dinner and watching any program that is on television.

As promised, you sit in the bathtub while Jisoo massages your back with lavender soap. It's as if all the tension and stress magically goes away.

She sets the soap aside and caresses your back, the back of your neck and your shoulders. With every sigh you let out, she gives a little smile because she's managing to help you relax.

She rubs your arms and moves up again, running her hands down your neck and collarbone. She makes her way to the top of your breasts but doesn't dare hold or caress them.

At this point you can already feel the familiar butterflies dancing in your stomach and your breathing a little heavier.

“What do you say we go to bed? I know something that will help you sleep quickly”

You lie on your stomach, with your arms hugging the pillow and without clothes, at Jisoo's request.

She sits at the end of your back, one leg on each side of your body, with a body oil in hand, adding a little to the palm of her hand and rubbing her hands together to warm the product.

You feel when her hands touch your skin and you instantly release all the air from your lungs with the relief and pleasure that invades you.

She massages the entire expanse of your back, then with circular movements she caresses and relaxes your muscles.

She positions herself between your legs and starts massaging them, going to your foot and going up again to your thigh.

At the same time that your body wants to give up and give in to tiredness, you can't help but feel a slight wetness forming in your center every time her hands almost touch your ass.

She was going to ask you to turn around so she could do the same process on the front of your legs and belly, but she couldn't help but see a wetness glistening on your pussy, clearly a part where she hadn't applied the oil.

She adds more product to her hand and lightly grabs your right ass cheek. A low sound comes from inside your throat because you didn't anticipate the movement.

She does the same on the other side and then with her two thumbs she makes movements from bottom to top around your intimate area.

You can feel you getting wetter and wetter and you bite your lips to contain the small moans that try to escape you.

“Is that part of the massage too?” you ask when you feel one of her fingers move up to your asshole and circle it carefully.

“Not at first. But I think it will help you sleep faster too”

You can feel that you are being exposed and you get the confirmation when she spreads your pussy with her fingers and admires your opening with her eyes almost completely black with lust.

Slowly she adds her middle finger which is even more lubricated with your wetness and makes slow, lazy movements. As much as you really want her to give you everything at once, you feel like this is the right time for something slower and longer-lasting.

Her other hand alternates between keeping you open even more so she can see the entire finger disappearing inside you and lightly squeezing your ass, sometimes moving her hands up to your back and going down again.

You feel the need to move your hips, but you repress this urge because you want this pleasure to last for a long time, at the end you want to feel exhausted and tired, as if you had run a marathon.

When she adds another finger it's impossible to hold back the moan that escapes you. At that moment there is no need for dirty words, slaps or hot kisses, all you needed was that intimacy, slowness and passion together with your girlfriend. The silence is filled only by your loud sighs and short moans.

She knows you're close and promptly adds her third finger. She doesn't move them, just pushes them entirely inside your warm area and fills you completely. You can almost cum just with her fingers there, still, filling you and giving you a incredibly good pressure.

When she moves them again, you let out a loud and long whimper. Your arms press the pillow against your body tighter and your mouth forms a perfect “o” as the first waves of pleasure show signs of life. And when your orgasm begins, it's as if it takes all the weight off your body, as if your mouth has control over itself, making the most beautiful and graceful sounds ever heard and your hips finally move, searching more and more for the source of pleasure.

Jisoo doesn't increase the speed, just continues as before and lets you search and acquire everything you want. When your inner walls begin to contract her fingers more lightly, she stops the movements and as you begin to feel sensitive, she removes them.

You feel as if your body no longer has bones, it's just your mind trying to bring you to the current moment, even with your heavy eyes and rapid breathing.

It's not that you've never touched yourself before, but after you started dating everything changed.

The way you feel pleasure has changed, the way you climax has changed, the way you moan has changed, and the way your inner walls contract has changed. And it's all thanks to your girlfriend.

Before, you just needed to see or think about something exciting to feel like cumming. Now only Jennie's kisses and touches can do that. You are addicted to her, obsessed with her and your body responds only to her.

Small touches and a little pressure on your clit were enough to make you happy. Often penetrations were not even necessary. And it was like that for a long time. That's how you discovered more about your body, normally penetrations hurt and that's why you left them aside. You don't know to this day if it was due to lack of experience, lack of patience in getting wet enough for penetration or if Jennie is truly excellent at what she does.

She always helped you feel fulfilled, so when she said she would “teach” you how to do everything yourself, you didn't quite understand and she made it clear that during her work trip you would definitely feel like sex and she wouldn't be at the moment to satisfy you.

Or that even with her around you would have to know how to have a good orgasm.

And here you are, lying in the middle of the bed in just your panties and bra waiting for instructions. You don't know if you're happy that Jennie helps you and guides you so that everything goes as smoothly as possible or if you feel anxious that she just watches you and does nothing.

“Okay sweet girl, all you need to do to get started is close your eyes and feel your body” she says kneeling on the mattress next to you.

Still a little hesitant, you close your eyes, but nothing comes to mind.

“Run your hand over your body, feel it”

Your hands trail over the top of your breasts and feel the fabric of your bra, passing over your tummy, your navel, the fabric of your panties and down to your thighs.

“Let's take off your bra so you can feel more comfortable” Jennie says, helping you undo the clasp of the material and throwing it next to the bed.

For a brief moment you open your eyes with a look that asks if this is really necessary. “Nothing like that, in a few moments you will feel very good. Don’t you want to feel good?”

You nod your head and close your eyes again.“Now, you will imagine something that turns you on, anything you like while massaging your beautiful breasts” she whispers in your ear.

Your hands automatically cover your nipples and in a squeezing and releasing movement you stimulate them, letting your mind wander to something that takes your attention and concentration.

It's nothing new when your thoughts stop exactly on the memories where your girlfriend is eating your pussy. You still remember the first time she used her tongue on you and a moan gets caught in your throat.

Your legs open more and your nipples are pinched and tortured with more dominance and precision. Slowly your shame goes away and you feel more comfortable doing this with the only audience you could ever want to have. Your impure and dirty thoughts taking the place of all the other things that could be stored in your brain.

In your first time, Jennie licked from your wet little hole to your clit leaving it extremely sensitive and throbbing with desire and you were sure you had died and arrived in paradise. But when she penetrated you with her skillful tongue you came back to reality and stored these scenes deep in your unconscious because it was certainly one of the hottest things you've ever experienced.

Involuntarily, your hips start to move in search of attention and your girlfriend's voice brings you back to the present. “You’re starting to get wet, try touching your little pussy over your panties”

One of your hands makes its way to the small piece and when the tips of your fingers make contact with the small wet circle that has formed there, you bite your bottom lip to suppress a moan. “Don’t do that, let me hear your pretty little noises” she frees your lip with her fingers, the only time she’s touched you directly since the “lesson” began.

You move your hand up a little and, with small pats, pay attention to your bundle of nerves. Your mouth opens and your eyes close tighter in response to the pleasure. With up and down movements, you feel your clit become swollen and your inner walls contract. “You can take off your panties now”

You quickly get rid of the last piece of clothing and your hand goes back to covering your entire pussy at once. You let out your breath slowly and a small cry escapes your mouth.

“So beautiful… you’re going to take your moisture and leave your clit really wet so you can play with it”

You do this and with light, circular movements your body shivers due to the pleasure already provided. You keep going until you feel your hole tightening tighter and tighter around nothing and asking to be filled by something.

“Slowly you will put one finger inside your tight pussy”

You slowly trace your hole with your middle finger before pushing it completely into your hot and wet canal.

Your head sinks further into the pillow and your legs close automatically. You've never been able to feel so much pleasure alone before.

“Open your legs, sweet girl, otherwise you won’t be able to move your finger the right way”

You open them and with a slow rhythm begin to move in and out. As your hips begin to meet the thrusts of your finger, you increase your speed considerably.

“Add another finger and with the other hand play with your clit. You will imagine something really hot until you cum”

With a little difficulty, your ring finger joins your middle finger and the movements begin again. Your other middle finger finds your bundle of nerves and abuses it just the way you like.

Again your mind wanders and comes to a memory from last week, when Jennie sat on top of you, with her pussy on yours, and started riding you. The feeling of her cunt pressed against yours, of your clit stimulating each other and she moaning your name like a mantra makes your fingers curl and in a delicious wave of pleasure and loud moans, you cum. You feel your fingers being crushed, your clit throbbing and your legs shaking.

You remove your fingers that are enclosed inside you and with your eyes half-closed, but still looking deeply into her eyes, you put them in your mouth and suck them like the most delicious candy in the world.

“Let me come, please, I'll do anything” you beg to your girlfriend who has her fingers buried inside your heat.

“Anything?” you nod frantically. “You're a good girl, I know anything I ask you, you gonna do for me” she kisses your clit.

“Please” tears stream down your face from the torture of not being able to come.

“Would you have sex with Rosé? Would you do that for me?”

“What?” yours eyes widen, but then slam shut as Lisa starts in and out of your pussy rapidly.

“Did you hear me. Are you going to do it or not?”

You think that everything is nothing more than a boring joke from your girlfriend to find out how far you will go to be able to come. So you say yes, you scream at the top of your lungs that you will do this favor as the avalanche of pleasure rushes through your body. You are sure that it was the strongest orgasm in your entire life and that what you agreed to do a few minutes ago was nothing more than a delirium because of your desire to reach the peak of pleasure soon.

But it was all real. The request, acceptance and promise that you would comply with the agreement. And everything got even more real when a week later Lisa called you to say that the day was already set and you couldn't go back because good girls keep their promises.

Your girlfriend said that during a meeting with friends, Rosé confided in her that she had never been in bed with someone else before, that she had never felt pleasure from someone else's touch. Lisa could find anyone to do this, not that Rosé needs help because she would find someone easily, but her shyness stops her. Not only shyness, but she doesn't want to be with just anyone, she wants to meet someone first and Lisa, tired of her best friend's complaints, proposed that you could do that for her.

Rosé immediately denied it, but after a little insistence from the younger one, she agreed. She never imagined this before, that she would have her first time with her best friend's girlfriend. It's not like it's going to happen all the time, it's just so she knows what it's like to have that experience.

Her sweaty hand touches the doorbell and the nervousness she's tried to ignore for the last few days comes flooding back.

Lisa opens the door and immediately smiles. “Ready?”

“Are you sure you want this to happen? I mean, she's your girlfriend, I don't want it to be awkward afterwards”

“Come on Rosé, you waited until today and now you want to give up? I was the one who proposed this, it's going to be okay, I know I'll have fun too just watching”

“Okay, you're staying in the room with us” the blonde deduces.

“Of course I'll stay, she's my girlfriend. Don’t worry, I won’t participate, I’ll just make sure everything goes as agreed”

As soon as you hear the doorbell ring you sit up on the big bed only in your black lace suit and your right leg can't stay still with anxiety.

Footsteps are heard in the hallway and when you look up your gaze falls on the two women standing in the doorway.

Lisa guides Rosé with one hand on her lower back until she is standing still in front of you. Your girlfriend comes back to close the door and sits in an armchair with a privileged view of the bed.

You stand up and maintain eye contact with Rosé. “Are you comfortable with that?” she refers to the whole situation and you nod with a small smile on your lips.

“It's okay, if you don't want anymore at some point just tell me and I'll stop” you assure her lightly running your fingers on her arms to help her calm her nerves.

You bring your face close to hers and give her a few seconds to look away if she doesn't want to, but she stays still, shifting her gaze between your mouth and your eyes that are focused on her plump lips.

You close the distance and gently kiss her. You want her to be relaxed, getting as much out of this moment as she can and not regretting doing so.

When you pull away, her lips follow you in a silent request for more and you quickly oblige.

One of your hands goes to the back of her neck bringing her closer while the other caresses her waist before landing on her ass and squeezing her at the same time as the kiss becomes faster and more hungry.

You break the kiss and place small seals on her jaw and neck and she exhales a slow, shuddering breath. You smile against her skin feeling her melt against you, making you glad to have that power over someone you've barely touched.

“I know this must be good, but why don't we get right to action?” your girlfriend asks with her legs spread, feeling her wet panties and squeezing her own breasts. For a moment you forgot her presence in the room.

You ask Rosé to lie down on the bed and when her head hits the pillow, you are on top continuing your work on her neck and collarbone as you slide her shirt up and off.

You distribute kisses all over her skin, in the valley of her breasts, on her stomach, waist and below her navel.

Your hands roam the pants button waiting for confirmation to proceed. She nods her head slowly biting her bottom lip and you struggle not to reach back up and bite the same lip she's been torturing herself.

Your hands glide down her thighs, pulling her pants off and tossing them wherever they go. You take off your bra and panties first and then hers.

You take your time exploring her body and figuring out what she likes that you don't even notice Lisa slip a hand down her pants and stimulate herself by watching the two of you.

Rosé's body is covered in hickeys, bites and kisses and when you finally get to the wettest, most sensitive part of her, a shiver of anticipation runs through her body.

You take a long lick from her entrance to her clit, sucking lightly. “Oh, God” she moans at the new sensation and her breathing quickens making her chest rise and fall rapidly.

You tongue fuck her and then move up to suck the bundle of nerves harder and harder, applying just the right pressure and repeat this until her hips move to show you that she is ready for your fingers.

You insert your middle finger and let her move her waist herself, gripping the sheet tightly in her fists. Then you add the ring finger, if it weren't for so much pleasure she's feeling, she'd be shy by the noise her intimacy generates because of her wetness.

“That’s it, just like that” you encourage her by moving your hand to match the ones of her waist. “I’ll get you well prepared”

As if you read her mind, you speak again. “You will take the strap on so well”

Her mouth opens in a perfect “O” shape and she momentarily stops moving and when she comes back it's because waves and waves sweep over her body accompanied by sweet moans.

You reach the strap on that is on the bedside table and put it on. Though her eyes are half-closed, she watches your every move and feels the rubber dick collect her wetness.

You wait for her to give the signal to proceed and stick the tip in her pussy. She contracts but then relaxes as you stimulate her clit in lazy circles.

When the object is all inside her, you stand still for a while to let her get used to how full it is. Rosé rolls her eyes and takes a deep breath at the feeling of being torn apart from the inside, the good feeling already overcoming the pain.

She pulls you closer with her legs, tangling them behind your back and you start pushing the cock slowly. Soon she starts to match your thrusts with her throws and it turns into a moaning and whimpering mess.

“Are you going to come?” you ask.

“Yes” she replies between moans. “Don't stop, please” and you accelerate the thrusts, one of your hands continues to work on her clit and the other goes to her neck, squeezing weakly.

“Fuck, yeah” you can hear your girlfriend cumming on her fingers and her heavy breathing.

Rosé isn't far behind and when she comes, her nails mark your back and you help her through the orgasm by slowing down more and more until you stop altogether and your legs ache from the position you've been in for a while.

“What did you think?” Lisa gets up helping you to lie down and relax.

“It was really good”

“Yes?” she laughs. “Congratulations, you are not a virgin anymore”

With your eyes closed, you feel Jennie push the strap on into your pussy. Her breasts pressed against yours and you wrap your legs around your girlfriend's waist.

“Look at me” she whispers in your ear. When you open your eyes, you can see her pupils dilated with lust.

She further increases the speed making you lose your breath with each thrust. "I want to see you make a mess on that dick”

You're so lost in pleasure that you don't hear the front door open and your girlfriend's flatmate walk in.

If you knew someone else was home, even in a far away room, you would moan softly and try your best to control your volume. But since the two of you haven't heard anything, you continue to make noise without worrying about anything else.

When Jennie hears footsteps through the door she stops for a moment. You look at her confused and understand why she stopped when you hear someone knocking on the door.

“Jennie? Are you there?"

“Yes” she replies. She looks into your eyes and looks for any discomfort, not finding any, she goes back to saying “you can come in”.

You try to hide your face in your girlfriend's neck, but she pulls away and gets on her knees, the plastic cock still inside you.

As embarrassed as you are to be exposed like this, you feel a flame ignite inside you imagining someone else watching you and your girlfriend fucking.

Lisa stops in the doorway with her hand on the doorknob and stares at the two of you. "Are you sure I'm not in the way?"

“No, you can come in” she resumes moving her waist slowly.

Lisa doesn't take her eyes off you, your body. She sits on the edge of the bed and holds back the urge to place one of her hands on your breast.

“So what did you want to talk about?” Jennie says smiling seeing that you don't take your eyes off Lisa and she knows exactly what's going on in your head: that you want to turn Lisa on just by watching the two of you. She always tells you how attractive you are and now is your chance to show it to someone other than her.

“If you want me to go to the market to make dinner or if we are going to order somewhere”

“I think we better order. Where do you want to order, Y/n?” your girlfriend asks as if she is having a normal conversation at a table while she has lunch.

"Chinese food?" you suggest as you feel your pussy contract more and more on the fake cock.

“She can still respond, Lisa. I'm going to have to fuck her more until she can't even remember her own name, what do you think?”

“I think she would love for you to do that” she replies, brushing away some hair that has stuck to your forehead. The way they talk about you like you're not even there just makes you reach the first symptoms of orgasm faster. Your legs begin to shake and your moans become more frequent.

“Do you like Lisa watching you, pretty thing? Are you going to cum just because someone else is watching? What a whore you are”

“I didn't know my best friend's girlfriend was so naughty. Show me how you cum when Jennie fucks you"

Jennie takes one of her hands from your waist and circles your clit with quick movements making you cry and grab your own breasts.

"Just let go. Cum Y/n, cum hard on that fake dick. Show your girlfriend how well she fucks you” Lisa whispers in your ear and you feel the first waves of pleasure wash over you and your body tenses before completely relaxing.

You scream Jennie's name who helps you through your orgasm without stopping her movements once. Just as you're about to complain about being too sensitive, you open your eyes to see your girlfriend cumming just by watching you reach your climax. It's not the first time she's come off just watching you and Lisa almost does the same.

You hear her moan in your ear "God, you look like a goddess when you cum"

You smile at her and hear your girlfriend laughing “Did you like it? Y/n doesn't mind if you want to watch it again, maybe you might even join in” she raises her eyebrow knowing this is one of the fantasies you want to try the most.

“You don't mind, Y/n?”

When you don't respond and just nod your girlfriend laughs again "I think I managed to make her not remember anything"

“Well, I guess there's no way to refuse such an invitation, right Y/n?” Lisa asks stroking your arm. You nod again and sigh, already imagining the next time you'll be able to check one more thing off your list. Sex with someone watching: check. Sex with two people at the same time: coming soon, check.

You are not one of the most studious students, who gets the highest grades and who manages to answer all the exercises. But you don't do too badly either, you have relatively good grades, an average student and you do what you can to pass the year.

That's why you're not in Rosé's circle of friends. She is an exceptional student, who gets top marks in all subjects and is always praised by teachers as an example to be followed.

You've watched her from afar and like everyone else, you can deduce that she's a sweet, kind girl who tries to help however she can. And that's why there are people who take advantage of her, leaving her with a reputation for being naive and trusting others very easily.

Do you really believe that she is the exception to "the quiet ones are the worst", because as someone who doesn't go to parties, just studies and dedicates herself to it and usually doesn't react to certain mean jokes made in class can have a polluted mind?

You snap out of your daydream when the bell rings and slowly start to pack up your stuff, briefly saying goodbye to your friends, you get up and sling your bag over your back when you spot a small book under a chair. It probably fell when someone was putting his stuff away and didn't notice it missing.

You pick up the little book and on the first page it says “This diary belongs to Rosé ” in a pink glitter pen.

Thinking it disrespectful to pry into someone's life in this way, you keep the diary with the intention of returning it first thing tomorrow morning.

During the afternoon you tried everything in your power to forget about the damn diary kept in your backpack. What could be more in those pages? Probably just reports of what her days are like and important memories she doesn't want to forget...

You know you'll be invading her privacy if you read something that personal, and you feel bad just imagining yourself reading it. But you were always so curious, stubborn and that when you want something you go to the end. You decide that you will only read the first few pages with the certainty that there will be nothing dark and if you start reading something too intimate, you will stop immediately.

You place the diary on top of your bed and after long minutes staring at the cover, you open it again to the first page and read the small name again. “Rosé”. You're about to learn things about a classmate that you've never seen speak openly about herself to others.

Turning to the second page, the title “Thought 23” appears large. You realize that this must be the second version of a diary. In cursive it reads:

“Today she was biting the top of her pen while she was concentrating on paying attention in class and I couldn't help but imagine that same mouth biting my nipples.”

You stop for a second wide-eyed and trying to decipher if that's what you just read. Does Rosé, the innocent, sweet, kind girl just write that kind of thing when no one is around?

Your eyes automatically return to the paragraph and continue:

“With your hands trailing all over my body while your mouth plays with my breasts. I already imagined her beautiful lips on all parts of my body, especially on my pussy, but I can't deny that the sight of her swallowing my breasts must be magnificent.”

You swallow hard. So Rosé imagines herself with another girl? And it's not just thoughts, to begin with there are more than 20 and for her to write, they are more than imaginations, it's a desire that she unconsciously wants to really happen.

On the third page, a new title, “Thought 24” occupies the first lines.

“Y/n. It's all that occupies my mind. Y/n, Y/n and Y/n.”

That's what you read? Does Rosé think of you? Is the diary about you? Are these imaginations all about you?

“Y/n, who has a pretty face when she's trying to solve an exercise and I wonder if that's the same look she has when she's about to come. With her furrowed brows and a little pout that makes me want to kiss it away.”

Your breathing quickens and you are momentarily dizzy, absorbing that the diary concerns you. The book is not all complete, looking for the last filled page, you find “Thought 32”. You ponder whether from the beginning this is about you or what page it started from.

After reading everything, you don't know how you're going to return the lost diary, you don't even know if you can look her in the eyes and pretend you don't know anything.

The next morning, you hope to find the blonde hair in the hall before you enter the classroom because that way it will be less embarrassing. You catch them from afar and when she approaches you say “good morning”.

“Good morning” she replies with the same shyness as always and staring at the floor.

“Can we talk?” she nods and you walk into a room that you know won't be used during that time of day. You take the diary out of your bag and hold out your hand for her to take. “I found it yesterday under your chair, I believe it fell and you didn’t notice”

You can see her cheeks flush and her hands grab the material quickly putting it inside her bag. “You read?” her voice is weak and full of shame.

“No” you reply and take a deep breath. “Yes, I read it” you confess. “I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have, but my curiosity increased tenfold when I found out it was a diary!"

She doesn't know what to say, she just wants a big hole to form around her and swallow her whole. She mentally already makes plans to change schools and not need to look at you ever again. Maybe she'll even move out of town.

“You know…” you break the silence. “When I read all of this stuff you write about me, I couldn't deny how wet I was. I didn't know these thoughts would make me so excited”

You can see by her face that her mind is completely blank and you can't hold back a little laugh. “C’mon, baby. You're not going to play innocent now, are you? This same person standing here in front of me is the same person who wrote so many impure thoughts about me”

“I didn't think you'd ever know about all this” she says quietly, but you can hear her.

“But now I know. So, just ask me, your wish can come true”

“Serious?” you smile, she is very cute.

“All you ever had to do was ask me. You don't know it, but you always had me in the palm of your hand” you tuck a lock of hair behind her ear and slowly your lips meet. What started out as a gentle kiss quickly turns into a fierce and battle for dominance.

You separate with shortness of breath and you command “sit at the table”. She obeys and opens her legs for you to position yourself between them.

The buttons on her uniform are undone one by one and the fabric slides down her arms, your hands deftly unclasping her bra. “Is this how you imagined it?” you ask before biting down on one of her nipples and she throws her head back.

Trying to put as much of her breast in your mouth as possible, your hand that was playing with the other one starts to explore and slide over her body, exactly as described in the diary.

You make her lie down on the cold table and unzip her skirt, tossing it beside your feet. You see her stain marking her wet panties and without a second thought, your tongue licks her entrance over the thin fabric. She tries to suppress her moans by biting her hand, but you can still hear her whimpers as you circle her bundle of nerves.

You remove her panties and almost groan at the beautiful sight. “That's the most beautiful fucking pussy I've ever seen in my life”

Rosé can swear this is just another one of her dreams and that when she wakes up she'll have to relieve herself, but when your tongue teases her clit and her eyes roll back deliciously, she's sure this is really happening.

You can swear that you would spend hours eating her out, in all possible positions. She tastes sweet, her swollen clit makes you want to devour it, and her beautiful, tight hole contracting around nothing makes you want to make her come over and over again just to see her contracting around air, just asking for something to fill it more and more.

You insert two fingers and they are swallowed by her soft and tight walls. The sound it makes when you move them in and out is pornographic and addictive.

Your mouth goes back to sucking on the bundle of nerves and you're determined to make this the best orgasm she's ever had.

Her legs begin to shake violently and when her eyes slam shut, you know your reward is coming. When her juice comes into contact with your fingers, you help her through orgasm before pulling them out and cleaning them with all the thirst in the world. Her pussy twitching, begging to be filled again, almost makes you come back with your fingers, but you settle for cleaning it with your mouth, knowing she must be overstimulated.

You bite and mark her thigh as her breathing returns to normal and she can come back to reality.

“There you are” you comment helping her to sit down.

“That was amazing”

“Yeah? How did you imagine?”

“Even better” she says and you smile.

You and Jennie started dating a few months ago, but it's only recently that you've started to explore the sexual side of your relationship.

And what you can see is that after the first time, you seem to be more and more hungry for each other. Your nights are all about sex, sex and sex. Every day, you find a way to come.

Your girlfriend seems to be dedicated to recording every inch of your body and by now she might be able to trace you blind.

She found her new addiction, making you come countless times in one night, once she lost count from the fourth orgasm.

And you couldn't help but describe her body as the body of dreams. This woman is hot, sexy, every last detail is perfect and just imagining that combined with her little moans makes you want to roll your eyes in pleasure.

You could spend another day at home, discovering your bodies and desires. But a few weeks ago you had already arranged to go out with some friends, making the fun a later date. Or so you thought.

The first hour in the coffee shop was normal, with conversations to update how your lives are going, what you will do next time you meet and day to day conversations.

At first your girlfriend's caress on your thigh was innocent, just letting her hand still or smoothing it near your knee. But at a certain point she seems too bored to the point of raising her hand more and more and wanting to tease you.

You look at her and as if she doesn't want anything, she gives you a sweet smile and goes back to the conversation she was having.

Squirming in your seat, you try to get comfortable with the teasing touch and focus on the friend across from you who is excitedly telling you about an event from last week.

Feeling her fingers caress the sensitive part of your thigh, with her little finger almost touching your intimate region, you swallow a whimper.

Jennie seems to wrap up the conversation she was having and now with her full attention on you, her hand disappears under the skirt you're wearing and covers your entire pussy over the thin white panties.

You bite your bottom lip and try to control your breathing which starts to accelerate.

“Do you want to try?” she says low and you know what she means. She wants to know if you want to try this out in public.

Though her hand is busy feeling the wetness between your legs, her other hand helps her balance her teacup as if nothing is happening. You nod desperately, your arousal building at the thought of doing this in public.

Gently she pushes your panties to the side and gathers the wetness to stroke your clit.

“Fuck” you mumble with the desire to close your eyes for such pleasure.

“You're going to need to be quiet for me, love” she whispers. “We don't want anyone knowing what's going on, right?”

Your friends go back to talking about a subject that involves you and gathering all your strength you pretend as much as possible to understand what they are talking about, but all that passes through your ears are single words that mix with your heartbeat that seems to be hitting at the highest volume.

Running a finger along your entrance, a moan almost escapes you as you exhale a shake breath.

You close your eyes quickly and when you open them everything seems out of focus, the only thing you can concentrate on is being silent and not moving your hips to fuck yourself on the only finger inside you.

You hope your behavior doesn't draw the attention of the other people at the table and that no one interrupts this little moment of pleasure.

She added one more finger, it speeds up a bit and curves them. “There you go” she comments when she feels your sensitive spongy spot making you clench your legs and curl your feet.

Jennie adds her thumb to your clit and you let out an internal scream. You're going to come any minute and while this makes you want to climax faster, it's also the reason for your mild despair of not knowing how to react when it happens.

You feel her fingers move away and she comments to your friends that she's going to choose a candy from the shelves while she waits for you to go to the bathroom before you leave.

That's your cue to wait for her in the bathroom and while you wait, you do everything you can not to let your own hand trail down your body and dip them into your sensitive spot.

Two knocks on the door makes you unlock it and immerse a thirsty Jennie in making you come. She goes back to locking the door behind her and turning your back to her, she grabs both of your butt cheeks with force and you moan.

“Did you think I was going to make you come in front of everyone?”

You pathetically nod as she goes back inside you.

“I didn't know you would enjoy it so much for me to touch you in public” she lets out a mischievous laugh and at the fastest speed her fingers are able to move, making your back to arch and your hands try futilely to grip the cold wall. With a silent cry, you come hard and tears well up in your eyes.

You arrive at the apartment you share with your friend and lock the door behind you, doing your best not to smudge your freshly manicured nails. It seems that when you get them done in a beauty salon, your nails dry faster, but even then you don't want to risk smudging them just a few hours after you get home.

You go into your room and lie in bed, just fiddling with your phone and waiting for the nail polish to dry so you can do your chores. A trailer for a new movie looks and you watch it in the hope that it will be something good worth going to the cinema to see, because you haven't been to the cinema for a long time.

In the few minutes that you watched it, it was very clear that it was an erotic film with many lines with ulterior motives. It's hard to get excited just watching something like that, with nothing explicit. But come to think of it, it's been a long time since you had something with someone and the last time you relieve yourself was good, but it's never enough when you do it alone.

You try to push those thoughts aside and tell yourself that tonight you'll take care of it. Unconsciously your thighs close together and you feel a small pulsation in your center. How is something as idiotic as a trailer able to release such thoughts and feelings from you?

You spread your legs and feel your panties stick to your skin because of the moisture. You place one of your hands over your pants and your clit throbs with desire. Your eyes close and a long sigh passes your mouth.

Your hand moves slowly, applying a little pressure, but it's not enough to satisfy you or help you hold out until later.

Why did you have to get wet right now? If it weren't for your nails, you would have figured this out. An idea crosses your mind, but it's the kind of idea that makes you hesitate.

You and Lisa have seen each other in skimpy outfits, in bikinis and once you even accidentally walked into the bathroom when she had just gotten out of the shower and was completely naked. She already made it clear that if you weren't friends, she would definitely have something with you, of course it was all in jest, but you know when her jokes have a grain of truth.

You take a deep breath and think ten times before you act. You don't want to act on impulse because of a momentary desire and regret it later. But the more you ponder your options, the more your intimate area cries out for attention.

“Lisa” you yell from your room so she can hear you through the closed door. “Lisa?” you call one more time.

“Yes?” she walks into the bedroom rubbing her eyes out of sleep.

“You were sleeping?”

“Almost. What you need?”

“Can you… can you help me with something?” it's not like she hasn't already asked you for help with worse things. Lisa has already made you feel embarrassed or do things you didn't want to, just to see her happy and compared to what you want, it won't be a big deal.

“With what?” she looks around the room as if looking for the problem.

“I just had my nails done and they are still wet”

“If that's the way you want to get rid of the dishes, I don't accept that excuse”

“It's not that”

“Just say it” she notices you trying to search for the right words. “I'm your friend, you know I'll help you with whatever I can”

“Even if that help would be to eat me out?”

“What?!” she almost screams and her eyes widen making all the sleep in her body suddenly disappear.

“Don't pretend you never imagined this before” you see her cheeks flush a little. “You already admitted it to me when you were drunk”

“Damn wine” she mutters.

“Are you going to help me or not? I can wait for them to dry and do it myself”

“You wouldn't call me if you weren't desperate” she smirks. She knows you very well.

You take a stubborn deep breath as if she is wrong. She kneels on the edge of the bed and before unbuttoning your pants, she looks at you waiting for more confirmation that you really want this.

After a nod, she slides the garment off to the floor and stares at the dark stain on your white panties.

She strokes your clit over the fabric and your body relaxes. Without stopping the movements, she leans over your body and looks intensely into your eyes before kissing you with all the desire in the world.

“I've wanted to help you like this for a long time, but it seems you prefer to do it alone at night” she comments, placing open kisses on your neck and collarbone that consist only of teeth and hickeys. “Do you think I never heard you moaning at dawn?” and with that you moan slyly imagining your flatmate listening to you in the next room and you wonder if she's ever touched herself by your noises alone.

“Does that feel good? Are you going to cum just with me playing with your pretty clit?” unexpectedly you come and your legs close around her hand. “I've barely touched you yet, we're just getting started” she takes off your shirt and plays with your nipples until you recover from the orgasm to gain another.

She trails kisses down to your belly and pulls off your soaking panties. Your hips start to move again in search of contact and she laughs, licking your most sensitive point.

She sucks in your swollen bundle of nerves and moans happily at your taste. Your head buries yourself in the pillow and one of your hands tangles in her hair, pulling her closer.

Your second orgasm builds quickly and soon your tight hole contracts around nothing, releasing more juice which your friend happily drinks.

Soon you feel a finger fill you and you lift your head, watching as Lisa slides it in easily and then adds another. As if she's read your mind, she looks at you and says “I know you're sensitive right now, but I'm sure you can give me one more”

You didn't know Lisa's words would affect you as much as they did right now. It's like they awaken something in you, it's something you feel you'll need to hear from now on, because they make you more and more excited and not listening to them more would be a crime.

“Your pussy is swallowing my fingers so well” she says satisfied seeing the fingers disappear deeper and deeper inside you and she goes back to sucking your clit to contain a moan.

Her fingers work fast and every time they go in, they hit the spot that makes your eyes roll and your waist move with the same speed.

“Fuck!” you scream as you come intensely for the third time. Your body shakes and sweat pours through it, making you stick slightly to the sheet.

You are tired and glad for the sensations that run through you. Lisa lays down beside you and takes one of your hands, smiling mischievously after running her fingers over one of your nails and the nail polish is completely dry.

“You know, you can ask me for help again when you need it. Not necessarily because of the nails”