Amy’s Two Girls Returned to Play Around in the Lane Way
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How Amy Witnessed Two Girls Hooking Up in Her Apartment Building’s Lane Way Continued
38-year-old recruitment coordinator Amy thought she was happily married with kids and a fulfilling job until one night her sexuality got turned upside down with lesbian desires. With nearly two weeks since Amy witnessed the two girls hooking up after her own night out, it was time for her husband to have his monthly boys’ night.
Almost every night since she saw the girls in the lane way, Amy found excuses to be in the kitchen after 11 PM. Sometimes deliberately delaying the dishes after dinner, other times slowly going for a drink or a snack. She did not want her husband to notice any strange behavior while he watched TV. But every time she was there, she would look out the kitchen window to the bushy pathway the girls snuck into. Hoping they might be back to hook up again.
Amy increasingly found herself distracted with the images of what she saw them do. It was powerful material to get herself off in the shower each morning. But also at work, she day dreamed more and more at her desk and started to create scenarios in her own mind about what the girls could also have done. The only times she was not distracted were in the evenings with her kids.
She even counted the days since the girls’ initial hook up on her work calendar. It had already been 13 days since that night, but Amy still had hope she would get to see them again. She developed a sudden infatuation for the younger girls and the way they secretly hooked up. It caught her off guard; she had a couple of secret experimental encounters herself growing up but thought she had left them in the past. Seeing the intimacy between those girls and the things they did brought it all back again.
On the second Friday after her own night out, it was time for her husband to have his boys’ night. And after dinner, he said goodbye to the kids and Amy and left to meet up with his friends. Announcing he would most likely get home after midnight and that Amy should not wait up for him.
Amy looked forward to spending an evening by herself, with full control of the TV after she put her sons to sleep. They had pizza for dinner so luckily there were barely any dishes and she also prepared a chilled bottle of red wine to enjoy for herself. She called it a cheeky nightcap.
At 930 PM the boys were already sound asleep, and she found a romantic movie to watch. Amy waited another nearly 30 minutes just in case they woke up again. When they did not, she dimmed the lights, pressed play on the movie and went to the kitchen to get her wine.
After grabbing a glass from the cupboard, she noticed two small lights from the bushy pathway across from the kitchen window. Amy nearly jumped out of excitement and positioned herself to see what it was. The girls – she froze – they’re back!
The two lights came from the girls’ phones. They were standing next to each other but each typing something separately and not interacting much. While Amy was excited to see them, a sudden panic also sunk in that maybe she already missed them hooking up when she was putting her kids to bed earlier.
Nonetheless, Amy watched them intently to see what would happen. She noticed the girls were more dressed down this time but still looked like they just came back from being out somewhere. With sneakers, different color jeans and matching t-shirts combo – Amy thought they must have had dinner together or maybe watched a movie. The girl who did the licking and fingering last time wore black jeans, her friend who previously wore the skirt had classic blue jeans on.
For a few minutes, the girls kept on their phones. Occasionally sharing their screens to each other and smiling.
But then they simultaneously locked their phones and put them in their pockets. Although they kept talking to each other, further making Amy anxious that perhaps she missed out. Come on girls – Amy thought to herself.
Fortunately, Amy’s wish eventually came true.
The girl in the black jeans took a sudden step closer to her friend. Both of their hands hugged each other around the waist as they kissed again. In no time, things heated up between them. Amy noticed the hands exploring each other on the booty and full length of the back, the body’s swaying a bit from the kissing and further pressing up against each other.
Amy’s eyes instantly became enamored at the sight of the girls’ intimacy. How quickly they were able to switch between looking like friends to being passionate lovers like last time.
The girl in the black jeans kissed her friend along the cheeks until she was able to kiss and nibble on the neck and behind the ears. She did not bother with parting any hair that may have been in the way. Besides, Amy thought it would most likely smell like heavenly perfume or shampoo and add to their horny mood.
The girl also moved one of her hands to the front, firmly gripping the blue jeans’ crotch and caressing her friend who instantly closed the eyes and pushed the body back against the hand. This also made the girl in the blue jeans slump down to balance on her friend, being careful in case her legs and knees turned to jelly from the pleasure.
Amy felt her own temperature rising, feeling hot and blushing while leaning over her kitchen sink to get a better look at the girls. Every so often she would also turn her head to make sure she was still by herself. The movie was playing in the background for no one.
The girl in the black jeans seemed like the experienced one who took charge. The other girl was on the receiving end for a second time and allowed every heavenly moment to happen to her. Including having her jeans unbuttoned and zipped open to allow her friend more access.
One hand slipped inside as the girl in the blue jeans slumped forward even more and found herself in her friend’s neck. The intensity of the other girl’s hand movement increased, reminding Amy of what someone looked like when trying to remove a stain from a dress.
The girl in the black jeans was building her friend up for several minutes, keeping the same pace of fingering and using her other hand to press her friend’s head into her neck to refrain from making any moaning sounds. Amy could not tell if the girl was kissing her friend’s neck during all of this, or if she simply breathed and moaned into it but the sight of their love for each other was a thing of beauty.
The hand only got interrupted on a few very short moments where the girl in the black jeans licked her fingers before continuing inside the jeans. The first time she did it, Amy thought it must have been for lubrication. Something Amy also did for herself. But once the girl did it two more times, Amy started thinking maybe she liked tasting and smelling it in order to entice herself for more.
Which seemed to be true. After the third interruption Amy noticed the girl did not return the hand inside her friend’s jeans. She took a step back and gently positioned herself on the knees in front of the other girl.
While the girl on her knees slowly pulled down the opened jeans, the other girl followed by also pushing down her own panties.
They wasted no time, with the kneeling girl leaning forward to begin French kissing the wet lips in front of her and the standing girl leaning back against the building also resting her hands on her friend’s head.
Amy could see the kneeling girl had the hands wrapped around her friend’s booty from behind, possibly squeezing them to push her own face in deeper. The girl’s head was visibly bobbing up and down inside the crotch, causing the other girl to occasionally cover her mouth to not make any noise.
Other times, Amy saw variations in the head movements. When the girl was not using her tongue to lap up and down, she was pressing her entire mouth on her friend’s lips and shaking from left to right but never once broke the contact. It was giving head in the purest sense of the word.
By the time the kneeling girl stopped eating her friend, Amy had lost track of how much time went by. And even though they stopped, the girl remained on her knees and the two looked like they were talking to each other.
The standing girl still had one hand holding the other girl’s head, on the side and parting the hair as she looked down on her. The kneeling girl had her hands around the other girl’s knees for balance, and just like last time, did not bother with wiping any juices from her face. She looked up at her friend as they talked and they both seemed content.
Suddenly, the standing girl turned around in front of her friend. What a great ass, but what is she doing…? – Amy thought to herself confused.
The kneeling girl gently ran her fingers across both ass cheeks, using her nails to gently scratch the surface of the booty. The other girl planted her hands on the building in front of her innocently and did not turn her head for what was to follow.
Amy froze when she saw one of the girls’ fingers run through the crack between the cheeks. When the finger reached the middle, the girl paused before leaning her head forward. Is she really going to…?! Oh my god – Amy whispered out loud to herself.
The kneeling girl then used her hands to part the friend’s ass cheeks and pushed herself in between. Her face cheeks hugged with the other girls’ ass cheeks as Amy witnessed the girl’s long strokes of the tongue up and down the entire crack. Once she started, she did not stop until several minutes later. And even then, only stopped licking the crack to focus on eating the middle.
Amy quickly felt a wet patch forming in her own panties and goosebumps showing up on her arms and legs and parts of her back. She was a sucker for ass play and loved it when her husband occasionally licked it. Seeing the girls do it, especially after another night out, sent electric lust signals running through her mind and inner body. It became harder to concentrate, Amy wanted to get herself off badly but also did not want to miss the rest of the show.
The kneeling girl’s hands were caressing her friend’s booty again, but her mouth never broke free from in between the ass cheeks. The other girl gradually began to tilt her head in pleasure and used one of her hands to gently guide her friend’s head with approval. With one hand still on the wall in front, the other hand was pushing the kneeling girl’s head firmly into her booty for the tongue to twirl around the sensitive hole.
Moments later, the kneeling girl briefly stopped from eating the booty. She quickly licked her own fingers again and returned her face inside the crack. The hand she just licked found its way to between the friend’s legs. Amy could only presume that she once again inserted a finger, because the standing girl’s body froze in a moment before starting to sway and spasm to the amazing feeling of the two sensations her friend was giving her.
And sure enough, Amy saw the kneeling girl’s hand motioning up and down next to her face, indeed multi-tasking to help her friend build to a powerful climax.
It seemed to overpower the standing girl, who at this point was biting into her own arm that was balancing against the building. Trying to stop herself from screaming in pleasure. The girl’s ass was rocking back and forth but the kneeling girl’s face followed her everywhere she went, and the hands never slowed down from fingering her simultaneously.
For a minute or so, the standing girl arched her head back completely and stared up at the sky. Her hand that was holding her friend, firmly grabbed some hair into a ponytail bunch and looked like she was experiencing something powerful.
When she let go of the kneeling girl’s head, she slumped forward and tried to hold onto the building again with both hands. One of her knees became weaker as she tried to regain herself.
The other girl stopped what she was doing and leaned back in her own kneeling position. This time, Amy noticed she wiped her mouth and parted her own hair. She remained on the ground, looking up at her friend.
The standing girl turned around again, with such a huge smile on her face it made Amy giggle out loud in her kitchen. The other girl helped to pull up her panties and jeans before standing up herself.
For another couple of passionate minutes, the girls kissed each other while the girl in the blue jeans zipped and buttoned up.
When they stopped, they checked their phones again just like the last time. But unlike last time when they quickly left, this time they stayed for another nearly 10 minutes. Messaging on their phones and occasionally talking with each other and smiling. Their moment was over, Amy witnessed it again and now they went back to being friends.
As soon as they were gone and out of sight, Amy rushed herself to the bathroom for some self-loving. She had seen enough to touch herself more than just once. All her sexual tension and anticipation built up for multiple releases.
The final and smaller release happened in the shower, before she finally cooled down and regained her sober thoughts again.
Amy returned to the living room to find the movie was already nearing the end. Oh well, time for some sitcoms – Amy told herself.
All that she remembered after her shower that night, was waking up around 1 AM to find her husband making noise in the kitchen and snacking on leftover pizza. They greeted each other and went to bed.
This time around, it took Amy a couple of days before she thought of the girls again. Having seem them twice and having experienced strong orgasms from the images that played out, she felt like she had to recharge her libido. A bubble of strong sexual tension had flowed out from her and she felt so happy her concentration at work came back. She was a more relaxed version of herself after all of that.
Little did Amy know; she would also get the chance to see the girls up close on the bus home after her next girls’ night out. This would trigger another wave of sexual feelings inside her. Find out more in the third follow up to Amy’s story.
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