Saddle Club: More than best friends | By : dcharmed Category: S through Z > Saddle Club Series Views: 8525 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 7:
(Lisa’s POV)
Did she miss something? Stevie and Carole went to bed acting no better than strangers yet when she wakes she finds them nestled in the same sleeping bag giggling and chatting away the morning bird calls. A day prior they would avoid being in the same room together at all costs, today however they barely waited for Lisa to get ready, quickly marching down the stall aisles arm-in-arm with dopey grins on their faces, the two were practically inseparable all day. Whilst she was glad that her friends were on speaking terms again, hell they wouldn’t shut up, she also felt a little left out. They seemed to whisper a lot more; talking about something they didn’t feel should be shared with her. “They’ve probably just got a lot to catch up on” She said to no one in particular. Repressing a sigh of longing as Stevie and Carole playfully tackled each other amongst the hay; Lisa started scooping up the morning manure.
(Stevie’s POV)
Stevie was all smiles, as she climbed the steps to their makeshift beds in the loft. She couldn’t believe how easily she and Carole had slipped back into their old relationship. They were constantly giggling and whispering about the hot boys at school and their favorite ways to get off till they had to crawl into their adjacent sleeping bags at Lisa’s insistence. Despite their responsible friend’s request the two gossipers continued throughout the night, as Stevie skating her sleeping bag closer to Carole’s so as not to disturb their dozing friend.
Giggling like a schoolgirl Carole recounted some of her naughty escapades, including the time she was nearly caught masturbating by her father. The image of Carole’s sweaty and flushed face trying to act away the obvious hand in her pants to her father filled her with glee and an unexpected shiver as she attempted to suppress a snort. This elicited a dazzling smile from Carole, and Stevie in her jovial mood couldn’t help appreciate how beautiful her friend looked in the peeping moonlight. Pieces of hay flecked her curly black locks and Stevie bent over to brush them away. Looking down at her friend Stevie noticed the sparkling moon reflected in her big doe eyes as Carole’s tongue subconsciously licked her lips.
She will never know why, maybe it was the fact that Stevie was in her favorite place in the whole world, or the she had spent the entire night sharing sexy stories, or she was just so very joyful to have her best friend back, Stevie bent down and pursed her lips to Carole’s own, supple set. For one horrifying moment, Carole lay in shock, her doe eyes wide as if caught in the headlights. But then slowly, her long lashes fluttered closed and her mouth opened in acceptance. It was as if the all the emotions which she never knew existed, which had been accumulating day after day after walking in on her friend had finally broken through and were poured out of her through the connection between them. And Stevie continued to pour those emotions into her friend, passion, friendship, gratefulness, love and even lust as lips crashed again and again seeking to ensnare each other. Stevie gasped as she attempted to catch the breath which seemed to repeatedly escape her, kissing Phil never felt like this. Carole’s arms draped over Stevie’s neck trying to pull the dancing lips closer. Stevie complied and fell onto her friend, their bodies melding together as if fused as breast lay upon breast and erect nipples dueled as did their owner’s tongue appendages. Stevie felt a trickle drain down her leg as if her pussy was melting just from her proximity with Carole’s hot flesh, as their bodies passed heat back and forth as their tongues did saliva, as they battled to dominate each other’s mouths. Slipping and sliding, dancing over each other in an energetic display.
The two rolled over with her usually meek friend becoming the aggressor, as Carole pinned Stevie’s lips with a searing kiss that seemed to make Stevie swoon. She wanted her, no Stevie NEEDED her. She had to have her best friend, she wanted to kiss her, touch her, posses her like she needed the very air she breathed, which were coming out in labored gasps. Stevie moved her hands to Carole’s waist and slowly crept up underneath her friend’s flannel pajamas, revealing more and more of her cocoa flesh. Her fingers crept higher and higher, every touch felt like sparks to the duo as their kisses became more and more desperate. Finally Stevie reached the twin objects of desire, encased in a frilly bra. They were perfect, round, soft, yet firm with erect nipples which pointed straight at Stevie’s heart. Stevie gave the pliant flesh a soft squeeze which elicited a very audible moan from the friend above her. Yet as if shocking her out of her reverie Carole’s eyes flashed open and the oh so erotic ‘O’ created by her lips closed fast. A look of shock covered Carole’s beautiful features as she quickly pulled her top back down, taking Stevie’s curious hands with it.
“I have to go.” Just as quickly as it had begun Carole stood up, and without even hesitating to collect her things, ran down the stairs and out the stable doors. Stevie bolted upright confused, upset and very hurt. What had she done? She couldn’t believe what she had just done or what her best friend must be thinking. She had made things much, much worse, she had just pushed her best friend out of her life for ever. And what’s worse, she loved her, she really, truly lover her. As that revelation made itself known, Stevie wrapped her arms around herself and wept.
AN: Sorry to tease you guys like that, but never fear, hardcore stuff coming soon
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