“Well, I was thinking we could watch a movie…?” She asked, shyly, but persistent. There was no way I could really say no to her. She stood there in a towel, covering up as the apartment started to get cold from the air conditioning. I could see her hardened nipples through her towel, and it was driving me crazy.

“Of course we can. What kind of movie do you want to watch? Love story, comedy, thriller…?” She cut me off right there.

“I was thinking we could watch this little “love story,” Kristen said with a smirk on her face as she dropped her towel, pulling out a porno from her purse. The movie was about two girls realizing they had fallen in love with one another. Seemed a bit familiar?

After the movie started, she began to slip her fingers inside of me, one by one. Five minutes passed, and she had relaxed me enough to fit her entire fist in my pussy. It was my first time, and I loved it. She slowly moved her fist inside me, taking care not to hurt me. It did hurt a little, but the pleasure overpowered the pain. I thought to myself Kristen really is something else… No one would have ever been so brave… This was the most sexual passion I had ever experienced in my life.

I rolled over and got a few of my toys. The double headed dildo was my first choice, my glass fist was the second, and third was my large vibrating anal plug. As I laid each one on the bed, Kristen’s eyes started to sparkle. I could tell she was excited, but she didn’t say a word. I wondered what she was thinking. We looked back and forth from each other to the television, getting wetter and wetter each second.

I nudged her, and she knew just what to do. Getting in doggy-style position, Kristen laid her head on a pillow with her ass toward me, begging to be penetrated. I squirted a little lubricant on her, and slowly fingered it into her ass to get her ready for the plug. She moaned with pleasure, and I felt her anal muscles squeeze against my fingers.

I finally inserted the plug and turned it on. Kristen moaned with pleasure as I rubbed my pussy against the end of the anal vibe that was sticking out of her ass. I reached around her with my hands and started to cup and massage her breasts. After a while, she laid down, plug still in place, and she was ready for me to penetrate her in other ways. I pulled out the glass fist, and spread open her legs. I had never used the glass fist before.

As I spread Kristen’s legs open, I saw her pussy glistening from all the wetness. There was no need for lubricant because she was already wet enough. I took the cold glass fist and slowly pushed it inside of her. She started to moan as I rotated it inside of her. I had never seen her so excited and horny in my life.

I pushed and pushed, sliding the fist around and around in her wet pussy until she finally said “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!”. Finally, she burst out in a screaming moan. Her nipples instantly hardened, and her breathing became long and deep. I knew she had had the orgasm of her life.

“Stefanie, let’s use the double headed dildo now.” She looked at the TV, where the two girls were ass to ass, fucking each other with a double headed dildo. “Let’s do it just like that.” I got in position, as she inserted the dildo into my pussy. It was so thick and the veins felt so realistic inside of me. I would have thought it was a man, but I wanted nothing but the girl next to me.

Kristen inserted the other end into herself, and she started to move, thrusting against me. We pushed and pushed, ass to ass. Both of us were moaning so loud that the people next door were banging on the wall. We didn’t care a bit.

Kristen stopped, and told me to roll over. She pulled out a mini vibe and grabbed the glass fist. She didn’t give me any warning, and started to thrust and thrust the glass fist into me over and over. I screamed and moaned with pleasure, and I was right on the tip of an orgasm. “Make me cum!” And she did, long and hard.

We both started to kiss, but we were so tired that we had fallen asleep somewhere in the midst of it all. The last thing I remember was telling Kristen how much I had missed her. She was no longer just a stranger in my shower – she was my lover.