Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
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Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - With a cloud of naughty erotica hanging overhead, can Margaret, a woman with a past she doesn’t want to remember, find peace in her new life as a rich wife, or will a conflict with her stepson’s new girlfriend and a friend from her past unravel the new world she wants to become a part of? From the best-selling author of Potential and Attic Voyeur: The Incest Next Door.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Fiction First Masturbation Oral Sex
At the time, Margaret didn’t know, but as an adult, she knew that kiss had been one of the most significant events in her life. Like steering an ocean liner, the course had been changed, but it would be a long, slow change, leading Maggie right to where she was now.
Consequential as it was, as a kid, terrified by how it made her feel and unsure if Sammy felt anything, Maggie acted as if it didn’t happen. Sammy did the same. They went on like that, doing their best to act normal until it couldn’t be ignored anymore.
Sammy was reaching for something, and her face got close to Maggie’s. Their eyes met, and Maggie’s insides snapped tight. They froze. Sammy’s lip quivered, and Maggie saw her own fear reflected in her friend’s eyes. For the first time in their lives, Sammy said, “Maggie may ... I?
She didn’t have to answer; they both knew it was inevitable. Their second kiss was better. They were a tiny bit more comfortable, and it might have lasted a little longer. Then Sammy laughed and said, “It’s practice, we’re practicing, that’s all.” It would have crushed Maggie if the truth hadn’t been written on Sammy’s face.
Their practice was reserved for a long time while they both investigated boys and never discussed their feelings for each other. It was two years before that first turn of the rudder showed any major course change.
Maggie woke up in a panic. Sammy had spent the night, and Maggie realized she was holding her friend’s arm against her chest. Sammy was behind her, leaning against her back. A leg was tangled up with Maggie’s, and she could feel Sammy’s breasts on her back.
They were silky soft, and Maggie needed to slip out from under the arm and get away without waking Sammy up. There was no reason for both of them to be embarrassed. The problem was Maggie didn’t want to move away from something that felt so good. She closed her eyes, hoping she’d wake up and find out that Sammy had resolved the awkward situation.
“Psst, can I have my arm?”
The wisps of breath so close to her ear sent a tremor down Maggie’s neck. It didn’t stop until it reached her groin and caused her to jerk. Without releasing the arm, she asked, “Why aren’t you wearing a shirt?”
With her lips touching Maggie’s earlobe, Sammy asked, “Why aren’t you wearing panties?”
Why, where, when, how does she know? The sound of her heartbeat was suddenly thumping inside Maggie’s head. Sammy’s thigh was stuffed between hers, dangerously close to her crotch. “I asked first.”
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