Jessica?

Hello Mandy,

While this is totally against protocol, my personal interest and concern for you are forcing my decision. I will be arriving, alone, at your house promptly at 10 pm tonight. Please be ready for my visit.

Thank you,

Jessica Claire

It was 9:55 by the time I’d noticed the message. By the time I could even close the laptop and look in the mirror she was knocking at my door.

She embraced me and greeted me as warmly as ever, “Mandy, so happy to see you.” Her grasp was tighter and held for longer than usual. One of her hands even brushed my ass over my skirt momentarily.

“Please tell me everything that happened. I want to know every detail.”

I told her the whole story. I told her about Alex. I told her about her sucking me. I told her about the plug. I told her how it went south. I told her about the long,silent, and lonely ride home. And tears began to form in my eyes once again. Her warm embrace did help. But the reality was I was now regretting my decision to turn down his advances. There no was she would have known. And if he did buy me like he said he would, I could still be there. I could be living in the largest and most beautiful home I’d ever seen. Dining at the finest restaurants, wearing the finest clothing, and being a play toy for the most beautiful couple I could imagine. The fact was, in my mind, I just fucked it all up.

“Mandy,” she kissed my cheek softly. “You did the right thing. You can’t trust him. And I’m going to block him from your profile so he can’t tempt you again.”

I know she meant well, but I was actually starting to have emotional feelings for him, and it felt like I was just dumped and now my best girlfriend was saying all the wrong things to try and make me feel better.

She embraced me again, only this time her wandering hand went under my skirt, cupping and squeezing my bare ass. Her finger made its way to the rim of my plug and I pulled away suddenly.

“Is something wrong?” She seemed started at my reaction.

“I’m sorry, it’s just, my plug...”

“Oh don’t worry about that. We’re just two girls hanging out. Would it be ok if I took it out though? I’d just like to see how big it is.”

“Um, I’m not sure...”

“Oh don’t worry about it. I’m in charge of you after all, remember? How could you get in trouble when it’s me you’d be in trouble with.” She took hold, rather firmly, of my body and spun me around. Then with surprising **** for a girl so small in stature, **** me to bend over. He fingers gripped the base of my plug, and she started to pull it out slowly. Her other hand reached in front of me and cupped itself under my clitty, while she pulled the plug out the rest of the way. She must have known it would happen. Because she caught the drops of clear liquid that escaped when the plug exited. She brought her treat to her mouth and licked it up as my hole puckered back to its relaxed state.

“Oh my god, you taste so sweet. So yummy.” She savored my flavor as her fingers returned to the hole from which the plug had just been. She **** her whole hand into me seemingly without effort, and pumped in and out a couple times.

“I’m not sure this is a good idea.” The nervousness in my voice made my words difficult to determine.

“Don’t you like it?” That wasn’t it. It was just so unexpected. Jessica was stunning, and as I found out earlier tonight, my love of men had not replaced my love of women. She was beautiful, and I would love to have a night with her. I just remembered what she said about backdoor fun.

“Would it help if you saw all of me?”

Was she kidding? I nodded, and she let her hand out of my hole and allowed me to stand. She unzipped her dress, and let it fall to the floor. Her black lacy bra and black lacy thong showed off her curves nicely. The bra came off first, he breasts very large for her petite frame, and her pink nipples stood erect.

“Are you ready for me?” She said. Again I nodded. She spoke once more, “I’m a little...different from girls you might be used to.” Before I could ask what she meant, her panties came down, she spread her legs apart, and untucked a massive cock. Flaccid, it hung halfway down to her knees. At least 10 inches and not even remotely aroused yet.

“Jessica?” I said in confusion. Was she like me? Was she something else. Seriously, what in the fuck is happening right now?