The visit

Charlene said she was not well and canceled her party. Linda showed up anyway and let herself in. She found Charlene on the bed, pale but still beautiful in a thin tank top that barely hid her small breasts. Linda leaned down and kissed her, slow at first, then deeper, tongue slipping in when Charlene opened her mouth. The brunette’s hand slid under the tank top, thumb circling a hardening nipple until Charlene moaned softly. Linda pulled the top off completely, then her own blouse, pressing her full breasts against Charlene’s smaller ones. Skin met skin, warm and smooth. Her lips trailed down Charlene’s throat, over her collarbone, then closed around one pink nipple and sucked gently until it stood tight and wet. Charlene’s fingers tangled in Linda’s dark hair, urging her lower. Linda kissed the flat belly, hooked her thumbs in the waistband of Charlene’s panties and eased them down her slim hips. The pale thighs parted without resistance. Linda’s tongue found Charlene’s pussy, licked once, slow and flat, then again, tasting her. Charlene’s hips lifted, chasing the pleasure. Linda licked faster now, circling the clit, then sucking it softly between her lips while two fingers slid inside the tight heat and pumped. Wet sounds filled the quiet room. Charlene’s breath grew quick and shallow; her skinny legs shook. She came hard, thighs clamping around Linda’s head, a long moan escaping her. Linda stayed there, licking softly through the aftershocks, then crawled up and kissed Charlene’s mouth again so she could taste herself. They stayed pressed together, lazy and warm, Charlene’s worries forgotten for now.