1. Claire & Angie's Holiday Adventure


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

    and I was glad it was dark because I blushed to the roots. We drank, and snogged and felt each other up on the sofa, and drank some more until we couldn’t resist it any longer and then we went to bed. I taught Angie how to do the scissors, mashing our pussies together, clinging to each other’s thighs until we came to a juddering orgasm. Then we did a long slow sixty-nine until we came again. We went to sl**p in each other’s arms. The next day was a bit weird. Angie was up before me, in the shower when I woke. All through the morning she was brittle, snappy, and didn’t want to paint near me. Luckily I’m a sensible and sensitive soul, and I didn’t get too upset because I could guess that she was trying to justify what we’d done. She’s an old-fashioned girl at heart, and it must have sunk in that despite all the fun of it, she’d just been unfaithful to Richard, and no matter what their relationship was like then, and it wasn’t great, she’d be feeling guilty. I didn’t. Paul and I get on just fine, but I’d been unfaithful to him without a second thought. I’d already made my mind up that what I did with my best friend was my own business; it was girl’s stuff and nothing to do with him. I’d have to have a chat with Angie later and try and get her to see it my way. I had an idea that might make her feel a bit better about it. When we finished painting for the day, I made for the bar, took another bottle our favourite tipple, and went up to the apartment. Angie was in her room and ...
    the door was shut. I knocked, softly. “Come on babes, let’s talk about this, I can’t bear it that you feel bad about us!” I said, gently. I heard her blowing her nose, and then the door opened a little bit. I waved the bottle through the gap. “Oi, stop it, that was what started it!” She said; so she hadn’t lost her sense of humour completely. “I don’t want to start anything now, I just want to talk to you,” I pleaded, giving a judicious little tearful sniff. “Oh all right, I suppose we’ll have to sooner or later,” Angie sighed gustily, and came out of her room. Her eyes were red from crying. “Good girl, come on then – we’ll drink it at the table, none of that naughty sofa business.” I reassured her. We talked for a good couple of hours about what it meant, what we’d done, how it would affect us, all that stuff. By the end of it we were both a bit weepy, but feeling much better. We had a good hug, a friendly non-sexual kiss, and came to an agreement. If we’re on holiday together, and we’re both in the mood, we can do it. If either one of us isn’t in the mood, no party, no comebacks. When we get home, no regrets, back to normal, how we’ve always been. We’ve stuck to that ever since, though it has to be said that we do go away together several times a year now, one proper holiday, usually painting, and the odd weekend, and I can’t actually think of a time when we haven’t been in the mood! I do get a bit possessive when we’re together, and some people might think we’re stand-offish ...
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