Destiny and Laila: P2
Laila was so entranced by how soaked she was and the feeling of her fingers that she didn't notice the bathroom door open and in walks Destiny. Laila jumps in surprise! Destiny's eyes pop open as she sees what looks like water running down Laila's butterfly tattoo on the inside of her thigh. She continues on her way to the stall and tries to ignore Destiny's presence. After all, she hasn't seen Destiny since the incident and they never really knew each other in the first place. She finishes and starts to leave out of the bathroom stall to wash her hands and continue on with the party. Destiny looks over at the hot pink couch in amazement. At this point, Laila was insanely aroused by seeing Destiny again outside of a campus setting. She could no longer help herself, the panties were off. The way Destiny's tiny tanned pink nipples poked through her ivory halter top turned Laila on.
Take Me Back
Traveling back in time to get there. Flash blacks from the years that have passed playing roll back like seizure stricken eyes in my head. There were no worries there, no pain, and no sorrow. A blissful place, no concerns for tomorrow. The sweet smell of honey suckle dances in the air behind the small brick house, along with the scent of fresh cut grass. I can hear the robins chirping from their homes in the two huge pecan trees that shade the entire back yard at the sun's peak. I follow the sound of the birds there, I take a look at the ground... pecans surround my feet. I take a few into the house to share, she takes them in delight even though she probably has many. She wouldn't dare deny her me the enjoyment of the great job I've done. In return she gives me a soft, warm hug like always! I proceed into the living room where a silly old man sits in a recliner watching old westerns on VHS. The volume is on one hundred, account of his bad hearing. I tap him on the shoulder and lean my head up against him, I'm the only thing that can get him to mute that damned thing. He leans his head back against mine, calls my nickname, and kisses my forehead right before he goes back to blasting the television once again. I exit the living room and onto the front porch, the scent of roses and ripe tomatoes dance under my nose. I'm obsessed with roses, I go pick a couple for her and him both. They shower me with love and appreciation. I long for that home to be mine once again. Fast forward, times have changed and things are different. Some people leave, some places do too. None of that changes what's inside of you. I may never again will know that complete feeling but the memories live on within.
Sarah and Marco
Marco takes his long, large middle finger and slips it inside of her gushing, tiny hole and begins to penetrate her harder and harder. Sarah is screaming with pleasure, "Marco, fuck! Harder, please, go harder!". Marco looks up at her and smiles a dangerous smile and began to obey her wishes as wrap his lips and tongue her clit. It was absolutely phenomenal! Sarah gushes her gooey filling all over Marco's fingers. Marco enjoys every minute of pleasure her, he has always dreamed of how sweet her supple body tasted like and he's even more horny now than he thought he ever could be. The touch of her soft, warm body had him absolutely enthralled. Marco had never encountered someone that tasted so delectable before.
Destiny and Laila
Destiny and Laila were the best of friends but it wasn't always like that. See, their relationship began with a really rocky start. Laila's first year at the University of Colorado, she was dating an obnoxious guy named Michael. He was definitely was the "player' type, over the first year of their relationship he cheated multiple times with several different women. Destiny was the last straw for Laila's relationship with Michael. Laila often worked night shift at a bar located a few blocks over from campus. One night she came home to find Michael and Destiny together in bed. Laila absolutely lost it! Up until then, Laila had never had a boyfriend so this was a devastating blow for her. They ended up breaking things off and Laila was devastated.
Sarah and Marco
Sarah was the kind of woman who refused to take no for an answer. Even as a child, any family member will tell you that she has always marched to the beat of her own drum. Her beautiful blue eyes, striking red hair, and her toned physique acted as a shield for her feelings. After being hurt by several men and women over the years, she was hardened. She learned at a young age that relationships were only good for two things. Sarah was a successful model and entrepreneur, so the thought of her even stooping so low as to dating someone for their money was absolutely absurd and to her it was completely out of the question. As for the second "thing"... well, that's what she had Marco for.