Visit to Debbie
Visit to Debbie
Sex Story Author: | Ruth38 |
Sex Story Excerpt: | Obviously they had done this plenty of times before and she would probably just lower her leg and he would |
Sex Story Category: | Bestiality |
Sex Story Tags: | Bestiality, Exhibitionism, Female/Female, Fiction |
“We are going to have some lovely naughty fun when you get here!” Debbie proclaimed on my phone as she giggled knowingly.
“OK Debbie, what are you talking about?” I asked giggling back at her and hearing her hoarse breathing through the earpiece.
“Not telling” she replied, enjoying the tease “we girls have a lot of time to make up today and it’s your fault for not visiting more often. So anyway, where are you now?”
“I’m probably about ten minutes away and the train is on time so I’ll see you when I get in and you can intrigue me more. ‘Bye.” I ended the call and mused about what Debbie had said and what she might possibly have in mind. I’ve been friends with Debbie for quite a few years now and we’ve had a lot of fun together. We are both forty but she is a brunette and very slim, almost thin, with lovely little cones for tits and a neat tight ass which is the result of a frantic gym routine. She is a sexy ‘bi’ (like me) with a preference for women (not like me) and she is an amazing sexual partner able to bounce me through orgasm after orgasm and I could hardly wait now to find out what plans she had conjured up for my visit and I felt my panties moisten in anticipation of what might come.
When the train pulled in I jumped off and hurried to her and we hugged before she gave me a heavy kiss, delving her tongue into my mouth mischievously to the embarrassment and annoyance of other commuters walking past.
“Come on” she laughed pulling me along behind her “lets go get a coffee before we go home.”
We left the station and headed off into the mall where she strolled into a coffee shop and sat us in a booth opposite the serving counter and then she waved at the server, who seemed to recognise her by his broad beaming grin, and nodded to him as she mouthed the word ‘two’.
“OK” I sighed, what’s going on? You said you couldn’t wait for me to get here and have some fun and yet we are just sitting waiting for a coffee. Why couldn’t we just go straight to yours and get one there?”
“Patience darling, patience” she admonished and then smiled up at the server as he brought us our drinks.
“Who’s your friend then Debbie?” he asked “Is she as kind to us poor shop servers as you are?”
“Why! What on earth do you mean by that young man? This is my friend Ruth and we are simply here for some light refreshment before we drive home. However, I’ve no reason to expect her to treat you any different than I would.”
“That’s nice to hear” he replied taking my hand and stroking it rather than shaking it “very pleased to meet you Ruth, please enjoy your drinks and I’ll enjoy your patronage.” He ambled back over to his counter and leaning on it, he simply smiled at us and held our gaze.
“What the hell was that about?” I asked.
“Oh, it’s just a little game I have with him when I call in here. I hope you will join in but it’s up to you and if you’d rather just watch……” she responded with a cryptic grin on her face and I knew this was going to be fun of some sort.
She stared straight into his eyes and then slid a little forwards on her seat causing her already short skirt to ride up further and then she raised her leg and rested her foot on the table cross piece before letting her knee drop over to the side. He would now have a full view up her skirt and, knowing Debbie and hearing him catch his breath in anticipation, I gathered that she wasn’t wearing any panties beneath her skirt and was now giving him a full view of her pussy.
“Debbie! You are terrible!” I laughed.
“Yes, but it’s so much fun and he does seem to enjoy it” she smirked as she slowly slid her hand down to the hem of her skirt and lifted it further before sliding her finger down to her pussy and then slowly massaging it in straight strokes and then rotational strokes. I could smell her sex and knew she was soaking juices all over her seat and by now she had slid two fingers into herself and begun to dip them in and out.
I could feel my own pussy starting to leak and looking across at the server. I could tell he was stroking his cock below the counter and I wondered what would happen if someone else came in.
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