Page 6 of Just One More Shot

“Uh, yeah sure. I could use a cuddle buddy tonight.”

Thirty minutes later I've showered and done my nightly face routine. I am wearing a T-shirt and boy shorts. I walk across the hall to Caleigh's room.

She’s lying in bed playing on her phone in the dark. She looks up at me and smiles, patting the bed “Come cuddle me bestie.” She turns facing the other direction and I crawl in behind her. I wrap my arm around her waist and feel she has on a t-shirt too. I wonder what she is wearing down below. Should I feel?

Fuck it, if she doesn’t want me to, she will tell me.

I slide my hand down her side to her thigh and feel nothing. I slide my hand back up to see if maybe I missed something, and nope. I did not. She is bare. I can feel her shallow breaths.

I didn’t get the chance to feel her earlier, or taste her. She did all the work for us, and damn it was amazing. I can still feel her soft lips sucking on my clit. I am starting to get turned on thinking about it. I want to feel and taste her now. This is what we are supposed to be doing, experimenting. It was our agreement.

So, I lower my hand down her front and slide my fingers across her bare, wet pussy and she sucks in a breath as I whisper in her ear, “Is this, okay?” she nods. I start rubbing slow circles around her clit.

Her pussy is so slick and soft. I dip one finger in and she widens her legs for me as she drapes her leg over mine. Reaching up, she pinches her nipples under her shirt.

I take my fingers out and suck on them. “Fuck, you taste so good.” I shift and lay her flat on the bed, lifting her shirt off. She tugs mine off over my head as I work my boy shorts off. Then, I lower myself to suck on her plump breasts taking my time with each one. She runs her hands down my arms as I do. I reach up and turn on the lamp.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“Flip on your stomach, and put your ass up.” I demand. She does as I say. “Widen your legs for me some more.” As she does, I can see her glistening, wet core. It is bare, along with her asshole.

I go to her night stand and pull out her lube, butt plug, purple dildo and silicone paddle.

“Oh, fuck yes, please.” She groans.

Before I can get to work on that tight ass, I want to taste her. I kiss each of her cheeks as I work my way down. I run my fingers through her wetness then lean down and start sucking on her clit. I feel her rocking against my face.

I stick my tongue in her delicious pussy and then I pull back and insert my finger, pumping in and out of her. I grab the lube with my other hand and drip it on her puckered asshole. Putting the bottle down, I use my finger to rub it in. She widens even more for me. I rub more lube on my finger and slowly enter it one knuckle at a time.

“Oh god. Yes! Fuck that feels so good. I need more, please.”

I slowly enter two fingers in her ass now, pulling my other fingers out of her pussy. I grab the dildo and slowly push it in her tight cunt. I can hear her arousal on the dildo and it sounds so good that I can feel my thighs getting slick. I take my fingers out of her tight hole, leaving the dildo in. I grab the butt plug and lube it up and slowly enter it in her ass. I then take the paddle and slap her ass with it gently.

“Oh fuck. Harder.” She moans.

“Oh, you like that?” I ask.

“Oh yes please.”

I do it again five more times before I start moving the dildo again. I flip her on her back and lower my mouth on her clit, sucking hard as I pump the dildo faster. I feel her legs start to shake, as she grabs my head, pressing it farther into her wet heat. A few more strokes of my tongue and she is climaxing, her release running down the dildo and all over my hand.

She reaches out, wrapping her hand around my wrist, then licks herself off of my fingers. She grabs me, drags me up over her face and dives in my pussy, sucking the life out of me.

Caleigh

I open my eyes and feel a warm body wrapped around me. El is laying her head on my shoulder with her hand on my stomach and her legs wrapped around mine, her red mane a wild mess.

We have been best friends since middle school. There has been so much that we've been through together over the years. All of the breakups and countless tears shed. The personal dance sessions in my parents' attic and baking goodies for holidays with my mom. Having house parties at her mom’s while drinking too much jungle juice. Riding dirt roads at two in the morning with boys we should not have been seeing and going to bars underage with those same boys. Having long, in depth conversations about life and where we want to be in the future.

I never would've thought we would be where we are right now. As we have become adults with adult responsibilities, and her getting in a relationship with Nick, we slowed down on our partying ways until now. She owns her own book store, Between the Shelves, and I am a personal trainer. I am obsessed with helping clients achieve their personal goals and helping them feel good about themselves. She has this weird ability to read what kind of book a person would be interested in.

Now that she's no longer with her douche of a boyfriend, maybe we can relax and enjoy each other as adults, and not kids like we once were. She starts moving around, disrupting my thoughts. I brush the hair out of her face and she sleepily opens her eyes.

“Hi” she says with a smile.

“Hi, are you hungry? I was thinking about making some breakfast.” I ask her.

As she sits up and stretches, she grunts, “Yes, I'm starving! What were you thinking about making?”

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