Girls' leisure hour

Nothing beats spending free time with your girlfriend, bodies close, touching however you want. Evelyn is that girl—always down, always hungry. This afternoon she leaned back on my bed and watched me coat the dildo in lube, her thighs falling open as I knelt between them. I pressed the smooth head to her clit first, circling slowly until she started to buck, then I eased it lower. I sank it inside her inch by inch, twisting my wrist so the curved silicone rubbed that spot that makes her breath catch. Evelyn gripped the sheets and pulled me down for a kiss while I fucked her with steady strokes, my free hand on her breast, thumb flicking her nipple. Every time the toy bottomed out she clenched around it, cunt wet enough that the lube turned creamy and slick. I pulled out long enough to trace the shaft over her clit again, and she came with a soft, broken sound, hips jerking, the toy shiny and her pussy pulsing around nothing. When she caught her breath she took the dildo from me, pushed me onto my back, and returned the favor, sliding it in deep while her mouth found my clit, licking and sucking until my thighs shook.