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“Hey Spence, can you pick the movie while I do this”. Immediately jumping off of the couch that she had only just sat on, Spencer zeroed in on the wall covering DVD selection. Taking her task seriously, since this film could make or break the so far comfortable aura of the room and company. Her finger moved across each box set, finally landing on Hangover; you can’t go wrong with a comedy right?

Once the disc was in hand, Spencer skipped over to the overly large TV and fiddle with the DVD player. A giggle disturbed her concentration, looking over her shoulder she saw that Ashley was standing in the arch way, a huge smirk on her face, while holding the two bowls of Ice cream.

“What’s so funny?” She asked, hands on hips.

“Nothing, I’ve just never seen a double digit aged person skip before.” Ashley’s giggles turned into out right laughter, nearly dropping the bowls in the process of trying to hold her stomach. Spencer rescued the ice cream and left Ashley laughing where she stood. She continued to pout while she worked the DVD player and TV.

When her laughter died down, Ashley made her way over to the pouting blonde. She then did something that she didn’t think she was ever comfortable in doing in non seductive way. She walked up quietly behind Spencer, and then gently wrapped her arms around her waist, circling them just under Spencer’s breasts.

“I’m sorry, it was just so cute. It was adorable really.” She whispered, against the younger girl’s neck. Spencer shivered against her, feeling Ashley’s breasts pressed up against her back. She knew Ashley had felt her shiver, and could easily see Ashley smirking in her mind.

Careful not to dislodge Ashley’s arms from around her, Spencer turned round to face the smiling brunette. Just as Ashley opened her mouth to talk, Spencer mashed their lips together. Shaking off the surprise Ashley was quick to kiss back.

To her own embarrassment Ashley whimpered loudly, as Spencer’s tongue snaked out and across her bottom lips, before taking it between her teeth, nipping at it gently. Spencer’s arms wrapped around Ashley’s shoulder, pulling her closer while she fought against Ashley’s tongue.

Five minutes of fighting felt like a lifetime, Spencer won out, taking full control over Ashley’s mouth. The dominance flowing from the young blonde made Ashley groan happily.

Walking backwards Spencer guided Ashley towards the couch, once Spencer’s knees hit the edge she lowered herself down to a sitting position. Ashley settled herself down on Spencer’s lap; she wiggled a little to get comfortable. A hard and sharp shift forward got a moan from deep within the blonde.

A small tanned hand sneaked down and under Spencer’s shirt, starting to make slow circles on her toned stomach, making the blonde sigh contently. Spencer could easily fall asleep while having her stomach rubbed, but she didn’t want to sleep, well not yet anyway.

Having her hand stopped from moving made Ashley pull back with concerned look on her face, again before she could say anything she stopped, as Spencer moving her hand up to her braless chest. Spencer licked her lips and moaned after she had squeezed Ashley’s hand a little, which made Ashley’s cupping hand squeeze.

Once Spencer’s hand dropped from her own, Ashley snapped out of her lusty daze and took it upon her self to massage the blonde’s pert breast; she could feel the nipple start to harden under her palm. If only she could see what she was doing, that would make her day.

“That was so hot Spence.” Ashley husked, she had expected to be taking the lead in this, but it was all Spencer. This wasn’t the shy girl that was on the stage at the beach party. She didn’t know which side of she liked better, so she settled on just simply liking Spencer as she was at any time.

Spencer’s protesting whimpers brought her out of her thoughts; she looked down at the blonde she was seated on.

“What’s wrong Spencer?” Ashley asked. She went to pull her hand away, but Spencer’s hand covered it from over her shirt.

“You were stopped, so not cool Ashley.” Spencer answered laughing slightly. Again she squeezed Ashley’s hand. Making herself moan with the pressure she was putting on the brunette’s palm.

“Sorry...




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