1. Claire & Angie's Holiday Adventure


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Lesbian Sex, Masturbation, Author: ubiquit2s, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Pretty much a true story, this comes from an old clubbing friend I hadn’t seen for years. Claire & Angie’s Holiday Adventure I never really intended it to happen, but sometimes these things just do. Blame the heat, blame the booze if you like, and you can even blame me, because I don’t regret a thing. At least we’ve managed to contain it to once or twice a year since then, Brokeback Mountain style, but for women. I’m Claire, she’s Angie, and we met at work five years ago, hitting it off immediately, finding we had a matching humour of a sick and hilarious bent. We would share the odd illicit ciggie together when work became too stressful – both of us had given up, really. Angie is married to Richard, with two k**s, I’m unmarried, living with my partner, Paul, no k**s, and we don’t want any. But none of this is to do with home or f****y, this is to do with Claire-and-Angie-time, the time we spend together, our girlie holidays. It didn’t happen on the first one, which was a bit of a washout, but the year we went on a painting holiday to Tuscany, we changed forever one hot afternoon. It was a day off, midway through the week, and everyone else had gone on a shopping trip to Lucca. We’re lazy cows on holiday, and we decided to stay at the hotel and make use of the pool and the magnificent views. We had a cute little apartment too, not just a couple of dull over-furnished rooms like we’d had the year before. There were two bedrooms, a single and a double. We had tossed up for ...
    who had which when we arrived, and I had won the double. The sitting room looked right out over the Med, which glimmered behind the green hills in front of us. Quite idyllic. The hotel also had a trust bar, where you wrote down what you had taken, and helped yourself; a bit deadly for the likes of us, who like a good drink at the best and worst of times. We spent the morning at the pool. It was hot, we swam, sunbathed, chatted idly and read a bit, as innocent as you like. Midday came, and we had sandwiches, which needed to be washed down with something. We decided to eat in the apartment, and pick up a little something from the bar, on the way. We had both taken a liking to Prosecco as soon as we arrived in Italy, so we snaffled one of the bottles from the fridge, wrote it down on our tab, and went upstairs. We ate, we drank, and soon we began to feel a bit sl**py in the heat of the afternoon. Angie was half lying at one end of the sofa, a good comfy sprawl, one leg against the back of the sofa, the other stretched out, foot on the floor. I was at the other end, half-facing her, leaning on the armrest, legs up and sort of between hers, my head nodding a bit. Perhaps a snooze was in order. I was just beginning to think of having a proper lie down. Now, something about the mix of sun, booze and being a wee bit sl**py generally has an effect on my libido. I hadn’t had a shag for a couple of weeks, what with one thing and another. I knew that she and Richard were having a few ...
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