Charlotte told him she could take it in the ass like it was nothing. Now she has to prove it. She calls Lauren, her straight best friend, the one with stories that always make her blush. Lauren shows up with a tote bag and a smirk. On the bed, naked from the waist down, Charlotte waits. Lauren starts small. The first plug slides in with almost no effort, just a soft pop and a warm stretch. Charlotte exhales. Her tits rise and fall. Red hair spills across the pillow. Lauren keeps going. Each new plug is thicker. She works slow, one hand on the base, the other resting on Charlotte’s hip. By the fourth size Charlotte’s breathing harder. Her nipples are tight. Her pussy glistens. She reaches down and rubs her clit without thinking. When the largest plug sits snug inside her, Lauren trades it for the dildo. Thick. Smooth. She presses the head to Charlotte’s hole and pushes. Inch by inch the toy disappears. Charlotte gasps, then moans. Her fingers dig into the sheets. Lauren fucks her with steady strokes, never rushing, until Charlotte’s ass opens around the full girth. She comes with the toy buried deep, thighs shaking, tits heaving. Lauren pulls it out slow. Charlotte’s hole stays open for a moment, then closes. She laughs, half breathless. “Next date,” Lauren says, wiping her hands, “you’ll be fine.”
Charlotte told him she could take it in the ass like it was nothing. Now she has to prove it. She calls Lauren, her straight best friend, the one with stories that always make her blush. Lauren shows up with a tote bag and a smirk. On the bed, naked from the waist down, Charlotte waits. Lauren starts small. The first plug slides in with almost no effort, just a soft pop and a warm stretch. Charlotte exhales. Her tits rise and fall. Red hair spills across the pillow. Lauren keeps going. Each new plug is thicker. She works slow, one hand on the base, the other resting on Charlotte’s hip. By the fourth size Charlotte’s breathing harder. Her nipples are tight. Her pussy glistens. She reaches down and rubs her clit without thinking. When the largest plug sits snug inside her, Lauren trades it for the dildo. Thick. Smooth. She presses the head to Charlotte’s hole and pushes. Inch by inch the toy disappears. Charlotte gasps, then moans. Her fingers dig into the sheets. Lauren fucks her with steady strokes, never rushing, until Charlotte’s ass opens around the full girth. She comes with the toy buried deep, thighs shaking, tits heaving. Lauren pulls it out slow. Charlotte’s hole stays open for a moment, then closes. She laughs, half breathless. “Next date,” Lauren says, wiping her hands, “you’ll be fine.”