Again, see warning before, this story is about me and my best online friend, our perfect day together. It does include a fantasy we share of one being dead for the other to play with and the nvisa versa, just something a little exciting but it is of course all roleplay! I'd love to hear any comments from any girls who've read (and hopefully enjoyed) this! Please no guys though!!! Enjoy :)
As soon as I'd recovered, I knew what I was going to do. I sat up and kissed you, sliding my hand beneath the table as I did so. My hands felt their way onto the chair at the side, which I'd prayed you wouldn't sit on and fortunately, you hadn't. I picked up my thong and brought it to my side, still with my tongue wrapped around yours so you wouldn't notice anything. I hid it behind my back and broke our kiss, by moving my lips to your cheek, then to your cute ears, kissing the lobe gently as I manoeuvred myself carefully so I was sitting behind you. I put the thong down behind me and pulled myself against your back, so you could feel my wet pussy against you, and slid my hands up your sides. They reached around the front and caressed your breasts, squeezing your hardened nipples between my fingertips but not hard enough to hurt. I rubbed up and down your rounded boobs, and began to kiss your neck, tenderly, gently. I began to suck on your neck, ever so gently, then pause and blow against the spot, then suck on it again. You moaned as I did this and I could see that your eyes were closed. I left one hand caressing you, sliding the other carefully behind my back to grab the thong. I slid it around your neck without touching the skin, taking my remaining hand away from your breast but still kissing on your neck. I now had the thong in the perfect position to pull it tight around your neck and you had no idea. In an instant, I pulled it taught against your soft flesh, enough to dig in slightly but not enough to discomfort you. You made a little pretence of choking, then lay back like a dead girl, not moving, but with a grin on your face. I position myself over your tongue on the table and lower my pussy onto it, rubbing carefully back and forth. It would be so easy just to let myself go but I make myself remember you can still feel and am careful not to hurt you. Your tongue can taste my sweet juices now I'm sure as I moan to my first orgasm with you as my dead girl. I'm in a 69 position with you and I investigate your wet pussy with my fingertips, exploring the folds and tasting you as I continue to slowly rub my pussy against your face. I can't resist and begin to lick your clit, sliding my tongue into your sweet hole every now and then, then flicking your sweet spot once again with my tongue. My fingers then move inside you and I feel your pussy in-voluntary contract around my fingers are you come. I moved around now so my pussy was in line with yours. I'd never felt another girl's clit against mine before and it sent a shudder through me as I felt them touch. I lowered myself still further as our lips met and kissed; I imitated the action with my lips against yours, sliding my tongue into your mouth. I could feel you breathing but ignored this technicality as I rubbed my pussy against yours. Every now and then, it would make a glorious squelchy sound when they met just right and within moments, my love was mixing with yours. I couldn't resist sliding my pussy up your body, leaving a shiny trail of my wetness on you. It felt like marking out my property, this beautiful girl was now mine forever. I took your hand now in mine and kissed each of your fingertips before sucking two into my mouth. I then slid your fingers inside of me and then moved them in and out, rubbing my clit with my own hand at the same time. Ohhh Samantha, you can always make me come' I moan as I near my orgasm for the third time, mmmmmmmm' I moan and I can see your pussy is becoming even wetter than before. After fully lubricating your fingers, I withdraw them from my pussy and slide them inside yours. I squeeze your breasts in my hands and lick the nipples, then move the position of your head so it's thrown back, as if you're moaning, with your tongue hanging out and your eyes closed. I place your other hand on your breast and find your camera, taking a couple of photo's of my prize. I try you with a few poses, then can't resist you any more and bring myself to a fourth and final orgasm against your leg, rubbing my buttery pussy against your equally smooth leg. I felt you deserved one more so I took one of my breasts in my hands and carefully touched the nipple to your clit. I began to rub it up and down with tiny little movements, wondering whether you knew what was loving you. I slid my fingers into you while doing this and within a few moments, you'd reached another silent orgasm. You really were good at this -- I could never keep quiet that well! Satisfied, I got off the table and picked you up in my arms. You were too heavy and I was too weak so I lowered you to the floor, then began to pull you along the floor. I stopped almost straight away, scared I'd give you a carpet burn, and slid a towel underneath you and pulled you along on that. I lifted you out of the door and, mustering all my strength, carried you down to the beach with just your heels dragging along. I laid you down where the surf was breaking and stepped back, wondering at what point you'd wake up. As a particularly big wave crashed over you, it seemed to go in your mouth and you stood up, coughing. You shot me the biggest smile I'd seen from you so far and began to chase after me. I ran up to your house with you close behind me and ran into the bedroom, letting you catch me and land on top of me. We bounced on the bed, both grinning and laughing, both of us naked, me still a little sticky from the honey and you wet and salty from the sea water. Your lips found mine and they met in the most passionate and playful kiss I'd ever received in my life. Your hands were all over me, tickling me as we kissed, me wriggling underneath your wickedly expert fingers. We broke the kiss after a moment and you looked into my eyes. So my little mouse in the tea-pot isn't so shy after all' you laugh. Was that OK?' I reply, looking to your eyes for confirmation...