Chapter 1
“Life has dealt me a good hand of cards”, thought Molly Monaghan as she relaxed on the hammock, dressed only in a sheer thong. The hammock’s soft ropes rubbed pleasurably against her near nude body. Molly’s 36D boobs was heaving lightly in front of her and she was nearly content. It was a hot day, and Molly had swum ten laps in the pool before toweling herself and climbing onto the hammock. Molly’s milk white body attracted a hint of a tan as she lay on the hammock, one fleshy leg placed over the other. Her chestnut red hair shone in the afternoon sun.
The hammock was Molly’s favorite place in her villa in Tampa, Florida. A successful dentist, Molly had the experience and expertise to work anywhere in the world. She had a son and a daughter at college in California, which was where her husband Liam, from whom she had separated lived. Molly was good at her job fixing rich people’s teeth, but she could not relax for too long because she was financing her kid’s education, so she had taken up a new assignment at a private dental clinic that catered exclusively to rich Emiratis and residents of the UAE in Dubai. She would be away from home for a month at a stretch followed by a week’s break. Molly wished she could relax on the hammock forever, but the new assignment would start next week, and Molly had booked tickets for the weekend to fly to Dubai.
She was excited about living in Dubai but there was a hint of forlornness in Molly that afternoon because the new assignment would take her away from her best mate Stacy Stugeron, with whom she had become really close after being apart for a few years.
Just then she heard the gate to the villa opening and a car vrooming in. It was Stacy. Molly knew the sound of Stacy’s car. The villa gate was programmed to recognize Stacy’s number plate and open automatically.
Stacy appeared through open door that lead into the backyard with the pool and the hammock. Her friend wore a tight black jeans and a navy-blue shirt that was not tucked in. The burgundy hair which was worn short, was freshly trimmed, and Stacy had the clean and young aura of one who had just had a haircut.
“You’re gonna live forever, Stacy. I was just thinking about you when you walked in”, said Molly raising her head.
“I’m glad somebody in this world is thinking about me, Molly”, said Stacy as she walked towards the hammock and hovered over Molly.
“Oooh! Somebody’s in a bad mood and feeling grouchy. Take your clothes off and climb into this hammock with me”, said Molly, making space for her friend.
“I just came by to say hi, Molly. Won’t stay for long”, said Stacy as her eyes passed over her friend’s semi-nude body. She had taken good care of herself and was in top shape.
“Chief Officer Stacy Cooper. You’re ordered to climb into the hammock with your best friend Molly Jarvis. THAT IS AN ORDER! GET ON IT! And don’t you give me any bull about feeling shy. We’ve seen each other naked many times”, said Molly in a mock tough authoritarian voice. She had a gravelly voice that was fit for a commanding officer. In contrast, Stacy, who was a non-commissioned officer in the US navy had a rather feminine voice.
Stacy giggled and she began to unbutton her shirt after which she took off her brassiere. When she took off her jeans and placed the clothes on the stone bench near the hammock, Molly let out a whistle.
Molly glanced at her friend’s slim arms and the cleft of the shaved armpit that lead down to the arch of her pleasantly rotund 36D boobs.
“You’re one hot MILF, Stacy. I’m never gonna invite you to Dubai. One of those Arab Sheikhs or their lesbian wives might order for you to be kidnapped”, said Molly in a leisurely tone impressed by her best friend’s slim figure. Stacy was as tall as she was, and Molly was 5’10.
“Cut it out now, Molly”, said Stacy, a smile on her face as she climbed onto the hammock. The hammock handles creaked as Stacy lay beside Molly. It was a huge hammock tied on one side.
“What’s bothering you on this nice and sunny afternoon, my dear Stacy?”, asked Molly.
Stacy was silent for a few moments which made Molly turn her head and look at her friend. Stacy’s face was tense.
“Out with it, Stacy. You can tell me”, said Molly, sounding concerned and she was struck by her friend’s large nose.
“Nothing much you can do about it, Molly. My two sons away on vacation and you leaving this weekend for Dubai. Just feeling a bit lonesome that’s all. I’ll get over it”, said Stacy. Molly saw her best friend gulp. Stacy’s husband Rick had died in a plane crash nearly ten years ago.
“Oh Stacy! I’ve been thinking the same thing. I will be all alone in that concrete jungle of a place. I liked us going shopping together and getting a coffee and donut after that. I’ve been so enjoying your company, Stacy. I will be all alone in Dubai too. I don’t know anyone there”, said Molly, turning towards Stacy.
“Molly! Do you really have to go?”, asked Stacy turning on the hammock towards Molly.
“She really likes me a lot. I’m lucky to have a friend like her”, thought Molly.
“I need the money, Stacy. I don’t want Dora and Daniel to sink in student debt”, said Molly in a serious voice.
“So many responsibilities for us, Molly. I had to pay for Ethan and Greg’s vacation. They’re 18 and 20 but too lazy to take up summer jobs”, complained Stacy.
“Kids these days. What can you do, Stacy? They are our blood”, said Molly.
“Yeah”, said Stacy.
Their eyes met and the two MILF’s smiled at each other.
“It’s so nice to have you as my friend, Molly”, said Stacy.
“Same here, Stacy”, said Molly.
“Am I the best friend you ever had?”, asked Stacy indignantly.
“Look who is finishing for compliments. Yes! You’re the best friend that I ever had in my life. And Am I the best friend YOU ever had, Stacy?”, asked Molly, placing a hand on Stacy’s shoulder affectionately.
“She really means it. I am really her best friend”, thought Stacy gladly.
“Oh yes Molly! I have never had another friend like you in the forty years of my life”, said Stacy and she placed a hand on Molly’s hip. As she looked into Molly’s face, she realized how beautiful it was, with the high and prominent cheekbones and the clear skin. Molly’s skin was lighter than hers because she stayed indoors. Stacy had to walk around a lot at the naval base because she was a non-commissioned officer and she had a duskier skin tone compared to Molly’s milk white flesh.
“We’ll stay in touch through email, and I can video call you when you feel lonely, Stacy”, said Molly.
“Thank you, Molly”, said Stacy.
“You seeing anyone these days, Stacy?”, asked Molly. She knew her friend was into both men and women.
“On and off”, said Stacy, half-heartedly.
“A man or a woman?”, asked Molly.
“A woman”, said Stacy candidly.
“Is she your fuck buddy? Or is it a long-term relationship”, asked Molly, curiously. She glanced at her best friends tits and was impressed by their roundness, and they still appeared to be firm. Molly had seen Stacy’s tits many times because they had showered together in college and even slept on the same bed many times. But she had never seen them this close.
“Kinda like a fuck buddy”, said Stacy.
“Why you so cryptic, dear Stacy? I’m your best friend. You can tell me”, said Molly, a naughty smile appearing on her face.
“I’m dating my gym trainer, Molly. Her name is River. A young woman. 25”, said Stacy, smiling lazily at Molly. She was feeling a lot better now that she was with Molly.
“Describe her for me”, said Molly.
“Nice tits. Well worked legs with shapely calves and quads. Big shoulders”, said Stacy.
“Is she a beast in bed?”, asked Molly, tauntingly.
“River is a fucking animal”, said Stacy, giggling.
“Oooh! What’s so special about her. Is she a tribber or a licker?”, asked Molly.
“A bit of both. She uses her fingers well too”, said Stacy, blushing.
Somehow, even though they were thick friends, they never really discussed their sex life too often and rarely in this detail. Once after meeting each after a long time, when they were both in their early thirties, they had admitted to each other that they had been experimenting with women in bed, after downing a few drinks.
“Damn, Stacy. You’re one lucky MILF”, said Molly, feeling happy for her friend.
“What about you Molly? Who’s been mowing your grass these days?”, asked Stacy, letting out a giggle.
“I don’t have one girl. I’ve been seeing a lot of young ladies, Stacy. But I am mostly with the girl in my house. I’m sure you’ve seen Gina, the chick who comes in every couple of days to dust and clean”, said Molly, after pausing for a bit.
“You’ve been fucking around with the maid, huh Molly”, said Stacy, mock accusingly. Her eyes were arrested by her best friend’s boobs. They were full and looked rock hard without being vulgarly gigantic. Perfectly symmetrical mounds.
“What can I do? She is a real tart. She kept hitting on me, Stacy. What’s a woman to do? You’ve seen her prancing around this place in her tight denim shorts that hugs her crotch and the ”, said Molly, in an innocent voice.
“Yeah, I’ve seen her allright. She has flirted with me a few times too, Molly. I don’t blame you for falling for her shenaxxxxns”, said Stacy and she raised her hand off Molly’s hip and adjusted a strand of hair on her best friend’s forehead and tucked it back into the forest of deep red hair.
“Really? She flirted with you? What did she do?”, asked Molly excitedly, pressing down harder on her friend’s shoulder.
“Ohhh! I was a bit drunk when I arrived to meet you, but you weren’t around, Molly. Gina was on the verandah. She gave me a hug and pressed her boobs against mine rather insistently”, said Stacy looking into Molly’s eyes, wondering whether her best friend would be jealous.
“And? What did you do, Stacy? I want to know”, said Molly. She didn’t sound angry or anything. But there was excitement in her voice, thought Stacy.
“I kind of hugged her back and we remained like that for a few moments, our boobs pressing against each other”, said Stacy, in a low voice.
“You’re just saying this to make me jealous right?”, asked Molly. Stacy saw that her friend’s cheeks had turned the lightest shade of red.
“No. Not at all. You’re right. She is a tart. She wore this lemony perfume and wouldn’t let go of me and then she kissed me on my lips. She tried to pry my lips open with her tongue. I opened my mouth briefly and we tongue kissed for a few heavenly seconds. Her mouth had a sweet orangey taste”, said Stacy, looking intently into Molly’s face to see if her friend was jealous. But she simply looked amused and excited.
“Yeah. She does wear a lemony perfume allright and she does chew orange gum”, said Molly, sounding convinced.
They looked into each other’s eyes for a few moments.
“I hope she isn’t angry with me for hugging Gina back. Is she simply putting a smile on my face to placate me”, thought Stacy because her friendship with Molly was very valuable to her.
“I am excited that she hugged Gina, my fucking tart of a lover. But it does seem like she is feeling guilty about it. Maybe I should act like I am pissed off with her hugging my girl”, thought Molly, unable to contain the naughty thoughts popping up inside her head.
“I could introduce you to River if you want, Molly”, said Stacy eagerly.
“Ha! What is this ….. girlfriend swap week, Stacy?”, asked Molly.
“I just want you to have some fun, my best friend. River is really good you know”, said Stacy.
“Awwwww! I am touched. You’ve always done so much for me, Stacy”, said Molly and she placed a hand on Molly’s cheek.
“You’ve also done so much for me, Molly. I remember you stayed with me when I got covid and nursed me back to health, putting your own health on the line”, said Stacy, slowly running her hands through Molly’s auburn hair.
Molly shivered.
“I already had a round of covid, so it wasn’t much, Stacy. I remember I caught a virus when we were in college, and you skipped college to make me soup. You stayed in bed with me and kept giving me long hugs, Stacy, passing on the heat to my shivering body. I’ll never forget all that”, said Molly in a tender voice and she placed her hand on Stacy’s neck and began to caress it affectionately.
“You still remember all that, Molly?”, asked Stacy and she moved a little closer to Molly.
“Of I course I do, Stacy. I was shivering that day and you made me wear layers of clothing and when it didn’t work, you crept up under the blanket with me and you hugged me for a long time. Do you remember that, Stacy?”, asked Molly in an ardent voice and she moved closer to Stacy and their feet brushed.
“Yes I do. Oh yes I do. You wouldn’t let me go. You kept asking for more hugs and I remember I had to keep getting into bed with you hug you real tight and your face was buried in my neck”, said Stacy, giggling uncertainly and moving closer to Molly. Their knees touched.
Their eyes were locked together now as the flood of tender shared memories came flooding in.
“Which is why I came over and stayed at your place when you were down with covid, Stacy. I’ll never forget how you nursed me in college. I knew I had to repay you”, said Molly.
“Yeah and I remember you holding me tight when I was weak in bed and making me feel wanted. My sons and ex-husband didn’t bother to come check on me. You made soup for me every day, Molly and gave me all the meds”, said Stacy and she moved towards her friend again.
Their upper torsos were inches apart now.
“I really want her to hug me now ….. I need her to hold me”, thought Molly. “But we are not wearing our tops. It could be awkward ….. I don’t know ….. but I really want her to hug me now.”
“God I want to give her a hug. Hope she asks me for one. And I want her to hug me back. Yes we are not wearing anything but our thongs, but I want to hug her …..not like we are lovers or anything we are still friends”, thought Stacy.
They looked into each other’s faces.
“She may find it too intimate if I ask for a hug now. Could it affect our friendship? I don’t want to lose her”, thought Molly as she gazed into Stacy’s light brown face.
“If only we were wearing our tops, I wouldn’t have to think so much and I could just hug my friend like we normally do”, thought Stacy as she looked into her friend’s milk white face.
Both women were playing a waiting game, eager for the other one to make a move.
“Hug me like you hugged me in college, Stacy”, whispered Molly all of a sudden.
“Oh Molly”, said Stacy and she moved towards her best friend and threw one arm around Molly. The redhead raised her head so that Stacy could snake her arm around her neck to embrace her with both arms.
When their firm breasts met each other, they looked into each other’s faces and their eyes locked together.
Stacy embraced Molly ardently and began to caress her back.
“Her back is so smooth. She just had a full body wax cream massage”, thought Stacy as she continued to caress the smooth skin.
Both women shivered as their breasts became smothered against each other. Hot breaths were blown onto each other’s cheeks as they embraced.
Molly made sure she hugged Stacy in a way that their nipples did not touch each other. Their knees lingered together but their lower limbs and feet were still far apart.
“Stacy, I will call you every day when I am in Dubai. I promise. You won’t be lonely baby”, said Molly and she began to return Stacy’s caresses over her back.
“Thank you Molly. I will call you too”, said Stacy as she ran her hand right down to the base of her friend’s back, stopping where the thong was. She did not know what to think of her discreet behavior.
With any other woman, she would have inserted her hand into her thong and pulled it off. But she had to be careful with her best friend. What if a sexual indiscretion lead to a breakdown in their friendship?
“Your back is so soft Stacy”, whispered Molly as she continued to caress her best friend’s back.
Stacy could feel Molly’s nipples poking into the flesh of her boobs. She felt her own nipples come to life.
“Am I aroused by hugging my best friend? Is this right? Our kids are good friends with each other. This is one door that is best left shut”, thought Stacy.
“Her nipples are erect and piercing into my flesh. She is as aroused as I am. We are playing a charade”, thought Molly.
“Thanks for the hug, Molly”, said Stacy and then she disentangled herself from Molly in a quick and dismissive manner, moving away from her friend on the large hammock.
She lay on her back and looked away from Molly. She could see her friend glancing at her, a disappointed expression on her face.
“Anytime Stacy. Anytime”, said Molly and she lay beside her friend, still surprised that she had broken away from the hug.
Stacy’s boobs were heaving, and the red erect nipples on her burgundy-haired friends mounds could not be ignored.
“I was really enjoying that. Why did she have to break away? She was as aroused as I was”, thought Molly as she calmed herself.
“I hope she isn’t offended. How do I make amends? I have to say something”, thought Stacy as her heart beat fast.
But neither woman said anything for a few moments, and an uncomfortable silence descended upon the hammock.
“It wasn’t like we were going to fuck each other. But we could have exchanged a kiss”, thought Molly.
“Should I hug her again. Her body felt so good against mine. I was confused and might have hurt her feelings. She is leaving soon and might drift away if she feels like I turned cold. What should I do?”, wondered Stacy as she lay awkwardly beside her friend, acutely aware and self-conscious of the blood throbbing into her still erect nipples.
Stacy couldn’t think of anything else to say. The uncomfortable silence between them continued.
“Well, she turned cold on me when we were sharing an intimate moment. Let her make the next move. I’ll just lay here”, resolved Molly to herself.
“Hot day isn’t it?”, asked Stacy tersely.
“Yeah”, said Molly.
“She is my best friend but let her sweat a little. Maybe the hug we exchanged was a bit hot. But even if it was, she did not have to end the mutual hug so suddenly”, thought Molly, stifling a smirk.
“Molly”, said Stacy all of a sudden.
“Yeah?”, asked Molly.
“You never ever told me about your first lesbian encounter, Molly”, said Stacy.
“What?”, asked Molly, a bit surprised.
“Tell me about the first time your ever made out with a woman”, said Stacy, a hint of aggression in her voice.
Molly did not respond for a few moments as she weighed the question in her mind.
“Is she trying to revive this sexual encounter between us? I am not going to be coaxed back in that easy, Stacy honey”, thought Molly.
“I wanted to hug Molly for a long time. I was stupid to end the mutual hug so soon for some frivolous reason like our kids are friends”, thought Stacy.
Molly played truant for a few more moments.
“I asked you a question, Molly. Tell me about the first time you fucked a woman”, asked Stacy insistently.
“Well, looks like she wants to flirt. Let’s see where this goes”, thought Molly.
“It was in my early thirties, Stacy …..”, said Molly before pausing.
“Oh ….. who was it?”, asked Stacy curiously.
“It was with the receptionist who worked with me at the clinic”, said Molly.
“We’ve never discussed this before even though we are best friends”, said Stacy.
“I’ll tell you all about it but only if you tell me your first experience”, said Molly, seriously. But a tingle passed through her body because she had an inkling where this was going.
“I will. But you go first, Molly”, said Stacy, in a low and seductive whisper.
“The receptionist at this private clinic in Hawaii ….. her name was Nadia. A young un ….. just 20 years old but was hitting on 31-year-old me ….. I was flattered by her attention. She was so flirtatious like a real horny young doeling”, said Molly, in a slightly dreamy voice.
“Describe her for me, Molly”, said Stacy and she turned towards her friend on the hammock, making the handle creak just a little. Their bodies were inches apart now but were not touching.
“Tall brunette ….. in her early twenties ….. one day she asked me whether I could go over to her house. She had an old mother who couldn’t travel, and she asked me whether I could come over and take a look at her teeth”, said Molly.
Stacy was watching her intently as she spoke.
“Oooh! She used her mother as a decoy. Nice tactic”, said Stacy and she gently placed a hand on her best friend’s stomach.
This time Molly shivered at her touch.
“It’s started again. She is coming onto me now”, thought Molly, trying her best not to gulp as a tingle surged through her pussy.
“Well, I reach her house which is out of town in a nice leafy suburb. I was in two minds ….. I have resolved that I won’t fuck her if she hits on me in her house. You don’t sleep with the receptionist. I get a real intimate hug from her ….. she really pressed her boobs onto mine and she was wearing a thin cotton shirt. I am already a bit aroused by the hug. Yeah she has an old mother all right but there is nothing much wrong with her teeth. After I prescribe some token meds, Nadia invites me up to her terrace and there is one of those small cheap plastic blue Schooner swimming pools that could barely fit three people in it like in most American houses. You can’t really swim in those things. You can just lounge about in it and get wet yourself. The water is only upto your tits. The horny brunette takes off her clothes and jumps in. She is nice to look at. She isn’t wearing a bra, and I can’t take my eyes off her tits”, said Molly and she could feel her nipples grow hard as she recalled the sexual encounter.
Stacy began to caress Molly’s stomach with the palm of her hand.
“It is summer, and I the blue plastic pool looks nice and welcoming especially with Nadia and the water upto her nice and firm young tits. I take off my clothes and step in rather awkwardly. You won’t believe it Stacy, but she unhooked my brassiere immediately and pressed her naked boobs onto mine. Now I have closed danced with a few women, but the first time my naked boobs pressed against her naked boobs, it was a tremendous feeling. And then she pierces her nipples onto mine and I feel a ripple surge through my body, Stacy”, said Molly feeling herself get aroused.
Then Stacy moved her hand across her stomach and placed her fingers between her boobs. Molly felt the blood rush into her nipples.
“Go on Molly”, said Stacy, eyeing Molly’s erect nipples.
“I don’t care if our kids know each other ….. maybe we will just make out a bit and not actually fuck each other”, thought Stacy.
“Then I feel her hands groping my butt and by now, I am also embracing her, and her mouth is on mine, kissing. I kiss her back. The sexual encounter escalates, suddenly as I surrender to all the pent-up sexual tension. I am kissing her aggressively because the young brunette has made me real hot. Even as we kiss, she lunges towards me and wraps her legs around my waist and now our boobs are cemented together”, said Molly and she feels Stacy moves her hand further into the small crevice between the two mounds of flesh and this time she lets out a gasp.
“What was it like kissing a woman for the first time, Molly?”, asked Stacy in an openly flirtatious voice and now she moved towards her best friend and placed one leg over Molly’s legs.
“I know where this is headed. I want her and she wants me. But I am going to delay the inevitable for a bit longer ….. I’m going to make my best friend work hard for me”, thought Stacy.
“Her animated tongue tasted sweet, and I feel her slipping my thong off my groin and I help her and let it sink slowly onto the plastic floor of the little pool. Now we are both stark naked”, said Molly.
“Did she slam her pussy into yours?”, asked Stacy in a slightly aggressive but seductive voice.
“Yes, she did, and it was tremendous, and I slammed back with my pussy a second later”, said Molly, deliberately reducing her voice to a low whisper. She rubbed her toe across Stacy’s foot, and the two women entwined their legs.
Both of them stifled gasps as their feet rubbed against each other’s lower limbs. They looked into each other’s eyes, and both knew that the gauntlet had been thrown.
“Now your turn, Stacy. Tell me about your first time”, Molly almost pleaded and she placed a hand on Stacy’s left tit and cupped it, making her best friend shiver.
The two best friends began to caress each other’s boobs.
“Well, it happened in Hawaii. I was stationed there for training after a promotion. I was to assist a more experienced commissioned officer. Her name was Agnes Bergman. She was 41 and a real tough cookie. A strict and distant bitch. Made me work really hard. She had never been married so maybe she was fucking horny. Wore her blonde hair short”, said Stacy and she ran her hand through her friend’s hair.
Molly giggled as she cupped Stacy’s boob, feeling the nipple prick into her palm.
“But after a couple of weeks of working together, I saw Agnes staring at me. I would catch her staring at me with a hint of a smile ….. as if she liked me or something. Then when we were together alone, she would press down on my shoulder or place a hand on my arm or adjust my hair while talking to me. I was flattered by the attention this tough woman was showering on me. I had managed to melt this hard navy bitch”, said Stacy and she also ran her hand over Molly’s boob.
“Were you single yourself during this time?”, asked Molly curiously and she caressed Stacy’s neck and saw her friends face turn red.
“Yes I was. Anyway, one day she invited me out to a jog early in the morning on the beach. It was just the two of us and after jogging from one end of the beach to the other she invited me to a wrestling match. She was wearing only a sleeveless vest without a bra and small thongs. I was a bit attracted to her myself. So I accepted. We circled each other for a few moments and lunged at each other. My boobs pummeled hers and we blew hot breaths into each other’s faces. I realized I was really attracted to her and she to me. It was more of a groping session on the beach sand rather than a wrestling match. We groped each other while pretending to wrestle and I was a good match for her and neither of us could defeat the other”, said Stacy and Molly felt her friends nipple turn erect as she cupped her boob.
They continued to slide their legs over each other as they talked.
“We walked back to our quarters. Our rooms were side by side. She gave me an ardent hug before I went into my room. I stripped and entered the shower naked, letting the hot water clean my aroused and beach muddied body. I must have forgotten to lock the door because I heard the shower cabin door open and when I turned around, Agnes stood behind me, stark naked”, said Stacy breathing heavily.
Molly caressed her friends, mesmerized by the story and waiting for her to go on.
“She hugged me again and this time when my naked boobs rubbed against hers, I let out a gasp. We embraced each other ardently as the water from the shower fell on us”, said Stacy.
Molly closed the distance between her and Stacy and hugged her friend tightly.
“Like this Stacy? Did that woman hug you like I am hugging you now?”, asked Molly as she pressed her naked boobs onto her best friends.
Both of them gasped as their erect nipples lingered against each other for an aching moment.
“Yes Molly”, said Stacy and she also embraced her friend.
They caressed each other’s backs for a few moments and entwined their legs even more tightly.
“Then she kissed me Molly”, said Stacy.
“Like this?”, asked Molly and she pressed her lips onto her friends.
Stacy opened her mouth wide. So did Molly and their tongues met for the first time. They kissed slowly at first, rather uncertainly as if they were both scared that the other woman would pull back her tongue.
Grips around each other’s bodies tightened as they kissed.
Stacy, who was on top, felt Molly adjust herself beneath her, making it easier for her to park her semi-nude body over her friends.
“She is really enjoying this as much as I am. Let’s see where it goes”, thought Stacy as she continued to tongue kiss her friend.
Molly was running her hands over Stacy’s lower back moving her fingers into her friend’s thong.
“Should I rip off her thong? I am so hot for her. But if I rip off my thong she might not like it. Maybe all she wants is a kiss”, thought Molly.
Their kissing grew intense with every passing second as the meeting of their fleshy mounds made the two women hotter for each other.
Molly was struck by how clear the skin on Stacy’s face was. As Stacy kissed back, she locked eyes with Molly while also savoring her friend’s light lemony scent and also rubbed her nose against her friends.
“She is inserting her hands into my thong. If she rips off her thong, then I will rip off her thongs too”, thought Stacy as she continued to kiss Molly.
Stacy snaked an arm around Molly’s neck, bringing their bodies closer to each other, making their boobs get glued to each other with an increasing severity.
Then Molly broke away from the kiss and the two best friends stared into each other’s eyes even as they blew hot breaths onto the surfaces of each other’s faces.
“I don’t know Molly. What are we doing here?”, asked Stacy as her boobs heaved against her friends.
“We are kissing each other ….. making out ….. they call it foreplay”, said Molly, ending the sentence with a giggle. She continued to insert her fingers into Stacy’s thong, caressing her upper butt with the tips of her fingers.
Molly’s face had broken into an amatory smile while Stacy’s looked tense and uncertain.
“Our kids know each other and are friends, Molly. What will they think if we behave like a couple of bitches in heat?”, asked Stacy, feeling Molly’s nipples poke against the flesh of her boobs. She once again wished Molly would tear off her thong.
“How would they know? Only you and I know that we are both into women, Stacy”, said Molly and she proceeded to pull at the elastic thong and let it crash back into the flesh of friend’s butt.
They both giggled.
“So what are you saying Molly? That we go all the way?”, asked Stacy and she slowly ran one hand through Molly’s red mane.
“Oooooh! Why not Stacy? Why not?”, asked Molly and she placed one feet on Stacy’s calf and began to caress the flesh of the calf right to her friend’s lower limb and the arch of her ankle.
“Ahhhhh! That feels so good Molly ….. keep doing that”, said Stacy and she pecked at the redhead’s lips.
“Are we just gonna lay here kissing and playing footsie? Or are we gonna fuck each other like the two adult MILF’s that we are?”, asked Molly as she continued to run her food up and down Stacy’s calf and limb.
“We can fuck but only on one condition”, said Stacy before she bit down gently on the base of her friend’s neck.
“What is it?”, asked Molly as she cupped Stacy’s buttocks. She could feel her pussy tingling.
“You and I ….. we are going to have a little kiss fight. If you outlast me in the battle between our tongues, you can tear my thong off and I will tear yours off”, said Stacy in a naughty voice before biting down into the middle of Molly’s neck.
“Mmmmmm! I am game”, said Molly and she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out.
“She really wants me now but is making me wait”, thought Molly even as her erotic gesture was imitated by Stacy who stuck her own tongue out and the two best friends began to attack each other’s tongues.
The idyllic air of the villa was filled with the vulgar sounds of the two MILF’s wildly slashing their tongues at each other and grunting.
“Of course I am going to lose this contest. But it will heighten the erotic tension between Molly and I”, thought Stacy as she pitted her tongue against her friend’s with a gay abandon.
Stacy’s tongue would dominate Molly’s for a few moments before Molly turned the tables. The burgundy haired MILF enclosed her mouth over her friend’s tongue and now their mouths enclosed each other even as they ran their tongue over each other.
Molly slapped her friends butt lightly and Stacy responded by tickling the flesh of the redhead’s hip.
They giggled amatorially as the battle between the tongues reached a crescendo. Stacy continued with her opened mouth kisses. As much as she wanted to bump pussies with her friend, she knew the relentless foreplay would make the meeting of their pussies that much more satisfying.
Neither woman gave an inch for two more minutes, going back and forth dominating the other woman’s tongue, before Stacy withdrew from the kiss and began to pant.
“You win, Molly”, said Stacy as she recovered her breath.
Molly did not respond with words, but she pulled at Stacy’s thong, and such was the depth of her sexual arousal that the thong tore and came off in her hand.
Not to be left behind, Stacy raised her groin off Molly’s, shifted her body off her friend, laying beside her and grabbed the front of Molly’s thong and tore it off with a wild sexual energy.
Now they were both butt naked as they lay side by side on the thong. The two women eyed each other’s naked and shaved pussies before their eyes met and locked together.
“I see that you have shaved your whore down there”, said Stacy in a low voice.
Molly knew exactly what Stacy meant. She had seen two porn stars refer to each other’s pussies as whores in a sexfight video which she had watched with another lesbian lover of hers.
“I like to keep my whore clean and ready in case I have to use her against another MILF’s whore”, retorted Molly and the two women smiled feistily at each other.
“So she has seen that porn video just like me”, thought Stacy.
“Well, let us not keep our whores waiting any longer”, whispered Stacy and she moved towards Molly.
“I agree”, said Molly.
Even as they entwined their legs, laying side by side on the hammock, the two MILF’s meshed their inner thighs together.
As their boobs bumped into each other, it was Stacy who smashed her pussy into Molly’s first.
“Ohhhhhhhh! You fucking whore”, moaned Molly, her red face breaking into an amorous smile, before she humped back at her MILF best friends pussy.
“Ahhhhhhhhh! You cxnty bitch”, whispered Stacy, breathing heavily into Molly’s face.
