When the brunette's tongue entered her mouth once again, Spencer sucked hard on it as she started rocking against the thigh she straddled.
Ashley dug her nails into the blonde's back in response as her body and mind screamed for further exploration to result in some kind of release. A release that she hadn't had and needed for years. The brunette felt her clit pound against the slow friction Spencer's movements were causing. She felt herself swell and flood with each pass and she clung, pushed and pulled harder against the blonde's back to get her to pick up her pace.
The two girls finally broke from their kiss, breathing erratically with their eyes still firmly shut. With Spencer still grinding on Ashley lap, the blonde ducked her head into the crook of Ashley's shoulder to collect herself and her racing heart.
She never had been so turned on or so wet and as her body moved back and forth against Ashley's thigh she knew for sure that she was going to come. She twisted her fingers in Ashley's hair as the brunette propelled her forward and back against her thigh. Spencer's breath bathed Ashley's neck. She knew her dress was riding up with each passing stroke because it felt as though her clit was licking Ashley's bare leg through the thin material of her panties.
As Ashley's orgasm approached, she focused on the sound of Spencer's shallow breathing in her ear. Her body pushed harder against the blonde's as she felt her pussy tighten in result to the change in noises she heard. The way Spencer's pant became sporadic and superficial, Ashley knew she was close which triggered something deeply primal in the brunette.
Her hands ran down the blonde's back until it reached the hem of Spencer's dress. She slipped her hands under and grabbed hold of Spencer's ass. She crashed their bodies together over and over, much quicker than before and was rewarded when the blonde's teeth sank into the soft skin of her neck; signaling she was almost there.
Ashley's craned her neck back and blindly sought Spencer's lips, shoving her tongue deep into the blonde's mouth as she came. She didn't slow her movements, however. Instead, she quickened her pace as Spencer rode her thigh, shivering and convulsing as the blonde's orgasm coursed through her body in white-hot heat. Again Spencer sank her teeth into Ashley's neck, biting back screaming the brunette's name that so readily wanted to escape.
Both girls suddenly stilled as Spencer collapsed against Ashley; her forehead resting on the brunette's shoulder as they gasped for air.
For a full minute, neither moved as they tried to regain composure. Ashley slid her hands up from Spencer's ass to lightly rest on the girl's back, suddenly feeling awkward for having them there to begin with. The movement, however, broke the spell and suddenly Spencer glided to the passenger seat, still out of breath and silent as she adjusted her dress.
Ashley's hands moved to the steering wheel as she clasped it with shaky hands. She searched her memory but she couldn't recall ever having such an intense orgasm. Beside her, Spencer too was deep in thought. Everything felt different now. They both allowed their barriers to fade and they felt so vulnerable. They were desperate to know what the other was thinking but neither felt brave enough to broach the subject.
Ashley felt moisture on her thigh and looked down. She gulped deeply at the sight of the glistening dampness that Spencer had left on the brunette's leg. Out of the corner of her eye, Spencer caught sight at what Ashley saw and her face flushed deeply.
Spencer couldn't believe what they had just done; what she herself had started. What began as just a drunken, grief-ridden kiss escalated into something she wasn't sure she had been ready for. She absolutely pictured everything she and Ashley had just done, but she wasn't certain of where it would go. She knew that there was no way in the foreseeable future that she could come out. She knew that despite her own feelings, she'd have to keep up her charade of playing straight. And she further knew that what she had just done with Ashley, was something the brunette had done many times before with many different girls. So what made Spencer so special? The blonde thought.
With the gut-clutching realization, Spencer's eyes closed painfully at the idea that what just took place probably wasn't a big deal for the brunette. She was suddenly humiliated that she basically just threw herself at her ex best friend. That a couple of thrusts and kisses meant nothing to Ashley when it meant the world to Spencer.
Ashley, for her part, was still out of breath and marveling at how her heart hadn't yet burst through her chest. She had finally touched Spencer, kissed her, loved her. And although it wasn't exactly the scenario she had always dreamt it would be, she was immensely happy that she shared even a moment with the blonde.
But from the corner of her eye, Ashley saw Spencer's thoughtful expression and small frown. The brunette felt a stab of pain in her rapidly pounding heart: Spencer regretted it. And more than that, she probably made the blonde feel cheap.
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