She makes it up to Karen.

As the party finally winds down, Anna approaches her friend with a smile and hands her the last unopened beer. Karen pops the top and takes a swallow, sighs deeply, and looks around the now empty room with a satisfied expression. It hasn't been trashed or anything, but there's no shortage of detritus scattered about, mostly empty bottles and crumpled paper cups. 'So, I think that went pretty well.'

'Oh, for sure! I had a great time.'

Karen narrows her eyes. 'Yeah, I know you did!'

Anna's shoulders slump a little. 'Sorry . . .'

'Oh, I'm only teasing.' She puts her free arm round Anna's waist and pulls her in giggling for a hug. The two of them stand there for a minute or so, alone in a space that seems cavernous now everyone else has left. From somewhere behind a wall of empty bottles, the speaker still plays to the deserted room.

The song comes to an end, and the room falls quiet for a moment, with only the ever-present murmuring of the city outside. A new song starts, something slow and soft, an echo-laden swirl of bittersweet romance.

'Hey, Anna?'

'Hmmmm?'

'Wanna dance?'

Anna and Karen slow dance in the empty room, holding each other close as they drift through the aftermath of the party. Anna smiles softly up at her friend as the song swirls swooningly around them; as it fades to a close she leans in and rests her head on Karen's chest.

Karen idly strokes Anna's hair, sighs quietly; after a few moments they separate and she turns off the music. There's a moment of silence. 'So, are you going to stay the night?'

'And I thought you'd never ask!'

'Well, I didn't want to seem forward...' explains Karen, a coquettish smile playing on her lips.

Anna opens her mouth to say something; but then just shakes her head and laughs. She waves her arm, vaguely encompassing the post-party surroundings. 'I guess we should clear this up first, or...?'

‘It can wait.’

-

Once again Anna's heading into Karen’s bedroom, but this time she's a lot less subtle about it, skipping through the door with a grin of anticipation. She doesn't even wait for Karen to enter before she kicks off her shoes and slinks out of her dress, draping it over the back of a chair.

Turning round, she bends down and slips off her thong, wiggling her backside with a wink. Karen steps forward and gives Anna a playful smack on the ass, sending her friend leaping into the air with a squeal of laughter. With that she starts to strip down, pulling her blouse over her head and undoing her bra, shucking off her jeans and panties; in a moment her clothes are forgotten and her gloriously curvy body is on proud display.

The two women embrace tightly, hands roaming over each other's naked body, the one of them petite and tight, the other big and soft. Anna is smushed right into Karen's fulsome cleavage, burying her face in between her big jugs, slurping and sucking at them eagerly, while her hands reach round to cop a feel of her fat ass.

After some prolonged breast-worship, Anna extricates her attractively-flushed face, bites her lip, flutters her eyelashes. Karen suppresses a giggle and leans in to kiss her full on the mouth. The two of them kiss deep and sloppy, swapping spit as they make out eagerly in each other's arms.

They separate, smiling faces moist with sweat and drool. Karen climbs up onto the bed, lets her ample frame fall back onto the mattress with a whump. Anna scoots up to join her, kneeling on the bed and looking down at her friend for a change.

'Hell, I have to ask- how was he?'

'Hmm? Oh.' Anna strokes a finger lightly across the sole of Karen's foot, making her twitch. 'Honestly? It was *goooood*…'

Anna crawls down the bed and up between Karen's legs, planting a trail of kisses on those thick thighs until she's face-to-face with her pussy, warm, wet, and inviting. Idly she twirls a finger through a natural-but-neat bush, until a hand finds the back of her head and pulls her firmly in. She takes the hint.

Karen seems happy to play pillow queen, lying back languidly as Anna works at her with a talented tongue, one hand lazily playing with her tit as the other trails through Anna's silken hair. She gazes up at the glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling with a broad, satisfied smile and moans with unabashed pleasure as Anna eats her cunt greedily, tonguing her deep and sucking at her clit.

Anna gropes a hand vaguely towards Karen's chest, feels Karen catch it by the wrist and guide it onto an ample breast so she can squeeze and fondle it, warm flesh spilling between her fingers. It isn't too long before Karen's moans start to get louder and shorter, breathing faster as Anna's tongue guides her closer and closer to orgasm. Anna really digs in now, going all out on that sopping snatch, her hand slipping down to rest on Karen's soft belly. Another few moments and Karen is cumming hard against Anna's face, groaning lustily as she arches her back and slaps her hand against the mattress. Her moans subside to laughter, and then to heavy breathing.

'Whew, that good, huh?'

Anna, breathing equally hard and wet with sweat and pussy, hops off the bed and stretches. 'Yeah, something like that.'

'Huh, maybe you skinny little things are good for something after all...' The mattress creaks as Karen rolls onto her side and sits up on her knees. 'Well, guess it's my turn then.' She pats the sheets in front of her; Anna gets back on the bed and crawls across on all fours, presents herself for Karen face-down-ass-up.

Karen gives her ass a couple of playful smacks, eliciting a shriek of pretend pain, interrupted by a genuine gasp when she gets down to business and starts to rub Anna's pussy. She slides a finger inside, then another, and then one more, schlicking them in-and-out, fingerfucking Anna's hot needy cunt with a steady rhythm. Anna turns her head to look back over her shoulder, hair falling messily across her face, pushing back against Karen's hand without even realising she's doing it.

This time Anna doesn't have to worry about being overheard, and she makes the most of it, moaning as Karen gives her a very personal massage. With every breath her moans get louder and more ragged, until she's practically squealing with impatient lust as Karen pushes her mercilessly towards orgasm.

Anna feels one more finger, this time slipping up between her ass cheeks. She has just enough time to give a kind of surprised yelp and then it's sliding inside her, all the way in, pushing her over the edge and triggering a full-on screamer of an orgasm. Throwing back her head she almost howls with pleasure, making up for having to keep quiet earlier in the night, her voice echoing ecstatically round the room.