Exciting Curiosity

Neither of them said a word; they just stood there, frozen. Susan watched fearfully as Vanessa stared directly at her crotch with gigantic eyes.

"I'M LOST!" Susan thought, horrified.

Her best friend's mouth was wide open in amazement, disbelieving what was before her. She cleared her eyes, thinking she was seeing things incorrectly or that the darkness was deceiving her, but neither was the case.

Vanessa had enough experience with sex to deduce what was peeking out from under her shy friend's skirt. But even so, her past encounters hadn't prepared her enough for what she was witnessing that night.

"Hi... What's that? It can't be a... a... but you... uh... you've always been a... a girl," her friend finally spoke, but without taking her eyes off the object.

As a last resort, Susan tried to pull down her skirt in a **** attempt to hide what was already obvious. She closed her eyes, wishing with all her heart to vanish instantly and for her friend to forget everything she'd seen tonight.

"For heaven's sake... this can't be happening... I beg you, don't look at me... don't do it... Stop looking at me!"

But when she opened them, she was still there in her house, and even worse, the young woman couldn't take her eyes off the strange bulge peeking out.

"No... it can't be... this... you," Vanessa said, still unable to find the right words to speak.

And that's how she knew Susan was terrified. Her extroverted friend was tongue-tied, as for the first time in her life, she had no words to describe what she felt.

Her green eyes flickered about five times between Susan's scared face and the very strange bulge on her face, as if she had yet to grasp that both were from the same being. Susan, with her pessimistic imagination, was creating the worst-case scenario in her mind: Vanessa instantly rejected her, kicking her out of the house and yelling at her to never come back.

At this point, the shy protagonist was finally able to react, taking a few steps back and making it her priority to get out of there long before her best friend's outburst.

"I... I have... I have to go... I shouldn't have... come."

Covering her erection as much as possible, she marched as fast as she could toward the door behind Vanessa. To her surprise, as she passed by her friend, she reacted violently, pushing her to the floor.

"Oh, Vane!"

As Susan tried to stand, she felt Vanessa standing on top of her with a strange and disturbing expression on her face.

"Vane, let me go... ahh."

Suddenly, through her skirt, her thing felt the touch of someone other than herself for the first time: Vanessa's hand.

"Uh... I'm sorry, Su, but... but I have to see it," said her friend, not so sure.

Vanessa quickly stepped down, and as she lifted the garment, a thick bar of flesh covered part of her face. Astonished, she felt the enormous heat emanating from that abnormal member and also caught a subtle scent of it.

"Wow, damn, friend! Have you always had this... this beast?"

Susan didn't respond; she was still scared, but now it wasn't just because of being discovered but also because of her best friend's unusual behavior. Instead of being alarmed, she seemed curious, even eager to see her thing; it was the same attitude she had when a dress she really liked came along.

"Ugh... please, Vane... don't go on... let me go," Susan begged through tears.

Vanessa's green eyes looked at her, showing a certain compassion. At that moment, our protagonist thought she would leave her, but all that changed when she saw her thing again, now with a lustful tinge.

"But..." her friend said in a mischievous voice....What happens if I do this? Hey," she added, moving her right hand to the forbidden place.

"Wait, what? Oh no, no, no, no, no! VANESSA, STOP IT!"

Everything happened in slow motion as the shy young woman watched in horror where Vanessa's hand was going. She wanted to use her hands to push it away, even if it meant hurting her friend, but it was too late.

"STOP IT...OOOOOOOOOH!"

Feeling the soft touch of the hand on her thing, her whole body lost strength, and she was overwhelmed with great pleasure.

"OOOOH... GOD...OOOOOOOOOH"

Vanessa watched her friend's moans with a wide, satisfied smile, as if she'd just done a good deed.

"Wow... what an interesting reaction," she said, sounding more anxious. "What if she played harder?"

This time, her hand completely wrapped around the shaft, giving her a thorough masturbation that took Susan to new levels of pleasure.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH… SHIT…AAHHHHHH…FUCK"

«FUCK VANESSA, HOW SHE USED THAT HAND… THIS IS SEX WITH ANOTHER GIRL.» She thought, lost in her mind.

Susan's mind had turned to mush from so much lust. This was very different from when she did it alone. Within a few minutes, her friend was giving her a whole sex class.

“Oooooh... Gosh... That's good... AHHHH.....AHHHH....AHHHH... Vanessa... AHHHHHHH... Stop.... OOOOHHHHH... This is not... OOOHHH... Not good!”

Instead of listening to her, Vanessa laughed sarcastically.

“Hee hee hee hee hee... Stop? You feel so good? Not at all, girl, just let yourself go... I know what I'm doing.”

She then sped up her actions, causing Susan to reach the limits of her sanity. She couldn't control her dark side for long, the side she'd been suppressing since she arrived at that house.

“Oh dear... Looks like this is where the good stuff comes.”

“Ayyyyy... I can't hold it... Ooooh... I have to... OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!”

Vanessa's work paid off in the form of a copious amount of white liquid... Susan had come because of her only friend!