Finger Fucking Between Best Friends

Lola stares at her best friend, the echo of the filthy command ringing in the quiet bedroom. The pinky promise still feels warm against her skin, a tangible reminder of the dangerous deal she just made. Tomorrow, she will have to submit to the arrogant sex doctor. She will have to let Victor do whatever he wants to her body. He had given her a countdown. Three days to decide before he cancels her file. The reality of that countdown ticks in her mind like a bomb. But right now, the agonizing pulse between her thighs drowns out every rational thought. The lingering sexual frustration from Victor's office has driven her mad. Her body is practically humming with it, leaving her skin flushed, her breath ragged, and her mind consumed by a singular, desperate need.

She doesn't hesitate. Lola grabs the collar of her dress, her fingers gripping the fabric tight. She pulls it upward in one harsh, frantic motion, dragging the material over her head and freeing her overheated skin to the cool air of the room. She tosses the garment blindly over her shoulder, not caring where it lands in the messy shadows. She hooks her thumbs into the thin elastic waistband of her panties, sliding them down her long thighs. She steps out of the silky fabric and kicks it haphazardly aside, standing fully naked before her friend.

She reclines heavily onto the mattress. The crisp, clean sheets provide a stark contrast to the burning heat radiating from her skin. She shifts her weight, settling her lower back into the bedding, and parts her bare legs incredibly wide. She opens herself fully, exposing her aching, swollen core to the cool air. Her hands instinctively drift upward to her own chest. She grabs her heavy breasts, kneading the soft, yielding flesh and pinching her taut peaks as she waits for Raven's touch.

Raven watches the frantic display with a dark, predatory gaze. She drops to her knees at the very edge of the bed, the mattress dipping under her weight. She reaches out, her small hands grabbing Lola's exposed, trembling thighs. Raven's grip is firm, pulling Lola's hips much closer to the edge until they are hovering right in front of Raven's face.

Raven leans in closely, her breath fanning over the sensitive skin of Lola's inner thighs. She takes her time, visually examining her friend's tightly opened, soaking wet core. The room is dead silent, save for the heavy, erratic sound of Lola's rapid breathing. Raven stares at the glistening pink folds, studying the heavy moisture coating the sensitive flesh.

"You're so wet, Lola." Raven murmurs, her voice thick with amusement.

She watches the slick, transparent fluid steadily trickle out of the vaginal opening, pooling heavily against the white sheets as Lola’s muscles clench in raw anticipation.

"Just shut up and fuck me." Lola breathes out heavily. She arches her back off the bed in raw demand, thrusting her hips upward, her hands still firmly massaging her own breasts.

As she surrenders her body to the impending sensation, her hyper-active mind drifts away. The physical reality of her best friend fades into the background, replaced vividly and obsessively by the image of Victor. She imagines the sex doctor. She pictures his tall, imposing figure standing right there at the foot of the bed, looking down at her with that cold, clinical authority.

In her mind, she can feel his thick, strong, capable fingers reaching for her. She imagines those rough, masculine hands grabbing her thighs, parting her folds, and ruthlessly stretching her wide open. The fantasy of his dominance—the reality of the contract she just agreed to—sends a fresh, blinding wave of heat straight to her lower belly. She fiercely pinches her own hardened nipples, twisting the sensitive peaks until a sharp pang of pain shoots through her chest. She groans aloud into the quiet room, utterly lost in the filthy illusion of the doctor claiming her body.

Raven's warm, wet tongue finally makes direct contact with her swollen clit.

Lola writhes in unexpected, blinding bliss. The sudden shock of heat and friction makes her hips jerk. She is utterly overwhelmed by her friend's aggressive oral skill. Raven's mouth moves with greedy determination, lapping at the sensitive nub and swirling her tongue in rapid, unforgiving circles.

"Please, Raven, fuck me." Lola babbles nonsensically, her words slurring together as she loses her grip on reality. Her hips buck upward, involuntarily chasing the friction of Raven's mouth.

Raven thoroughly licks the slick entrance clean, tasting the heavy flow of juices. She hums in appreciation, the vibration buzzing directly against Lola's sensitive flesh. Without breaking the rapid rhythm of her tongue, Raven straightens her hand. She drags her fingertips through the heavy wetness pooling on Lola's thighs, gathering the natural lubrication. Then, she firmly slides two stiff fingers deep inside Lola's vaginal canal.

Lola gasps sharply at the sudden intrusion, her nails digging into the soft flesh of her own breasts. The deep, rapid pumping rhythm of Raven's fingers sends massive waves of searing, agonizing pleasure straight through her nervous system. Each thrust pushes deeper, stretching the tight walls. The intense stretch of the digits inside her slick walls perfectly mirrors her desperate fantasy of Victor's forceful intrusion. She can almost hear Victor's deep, authoritative voice praising her for taking him so well. Raven's tongue relentlessly works over her clit in a grinding circle, creating a dual assault that scrambles Lola's brain into total mush. She rubs her own breasts fiercely, her palms slipping over her sweaty skin as she loses all control over her own body.

"Oh fuck, Raven, harder!" Lola screams at the top of her lungs, her voice echoing off the walls.

She feels the heavy, molten tension building intensely in her lower abdomen. The sensation mirrors a desperate need, a fierce, aching pressure pooling at the very base of her stomach, demanding release. Answering the filthy plea, Raven ruthlessly thrusts a third finger inside her tight walls.

The immense stretch causes Lola to gasp. Her vaginal walls grip the three invading digits tightly. She groans incredibly loudly as her climax finally shatters her restraint. Her core tightens in rapid, uncontrollable spasms, releasing a hot, forceful squirt of fluid directly across the bedsheets and soaking Raven's working hand.

Lola collapses back against the mattress. Panting heavily, her chest heaving with exertion, she spreads her legs even wider, utterly drained of all energy. She stares up at the ceiling as the intense aftershocks ripple through her tired muscles.

"Dammit Lola, that was hot." Raven says, pulling her wet hand back to gaze at her own slick fingers in deep amusement.

Propping herself up weakly on her elbows, Lola scoffs defensively. "What? Don't act as if you haven't seen cum before."

Raven stands up, wiping her hand nonchalantly on a discarded towel near the nightstand. She looks down at Lola's wrecked state, her chest puffing out with pride. "You should be grateful I fucked you!"

"Yeah, on a condition." Lola retorts, refusing to back down from the familiar banter. Her voice is still raspy, but her dominant nature refuses to stay suppressed for long. She glares up at Raven, a challenging spark igniting in her eyes.

With a sudden, devilish smile, Raven lifts her hand to her mouth. She licks her own fingers clean of Lola's juices, running her tongue over her knuckles and tasting her friend with blatant satisfaction. Her eyes darken with a renewed wave of lust. She crawls aggressively onto the bed, the mattress creaking under her shifting weight. She stalks toward Lola on her hands and knees with a predatory glint in her dark eyes, her small frame hovering over Lola's exhausted body.

"We should finish what we have started then." Raven says, her voice dropping an octave.

Raven lunges forward, pinning Lola down roughly by the shoulders. She smashes her lips against Lola's, kissing her with rough force, shoving her tongue past Lola’s teeth in a bid for dominance.

But the dominant Lola quickly seizes total control of the encounter. Her muscles tense, and with a sudden burst of raw strength, she flips Raven forcefully onto her back. The sudden reversal leaves Raven gasping against the pillows. Lola straddles her hips, pinning Raven's hands firmly against the mattress above her head.

Lola leans down, trailing a line of wet, sucking kisses down Raven’s neck. She maps the erratic pulse fluttering beneath Raven's skin. She bites lightly at the tender skin over the collarbone, listening to Raven's breath hitch, before moving directly to her chest. Lola lets go of Raven's wrists just long enough to grab the hem of Raven's shirt. With a fierce yank, she aggressively tugs away Raven's shirt, pulling it over her head and tossing it carelessly aside. She unhooks the front clasp of the bra and rips the lacy garment away, exposing Raven’s small breasts to the cool bedroom air.

Lola's hot tongue immediately locks onto Raven’s left nipple. She sucks hard, drawing the tight peak into her mouth and scraping her teeth over the sensitive flesh. Raven arches her back, her breathing turning shallow and erratic under the intense oral attention.

As her mouth continues to abuse the small breasts, Lola's wandering hands venture south. Her fingers slip past the waistband of Raven’s skirt, finding her best friend's soaking wet core. Raven’s chest heaves in heavy, undeniable arousal. She is secretly deeply grateful for their occasional, deeply intimate encounters, the familiar touch sending a shiver down her spine.

Lola pulls down Raven's skirt, dragging the fabric roughly down her thighs. She tears off Raven’s panties, tossing them onto the floor to join her own discarded clothes. Lola shifts her body down the mattress, harshly burying her face between Raven's thighs.

Lola sucks and flicks her tongue relentlessly against Raven's sensitive folds. She laps at the slick wetness, her tongue darting inside the tight opening before focusing all her attention on the swollen clit. She uses her thumbs to spread the outer lips wider, demanding full access to every sensitive nerve ending.

"Ahhh… just like that Lola… please… don't stop." Raven stifles a loud moan, tossing her head back against the pillows. Her hands grab handfuls of the bedsheets, twisting the fabric as she fights the overwhelming tide of pleasure.

Lola lubricates the entrance thoroughly with her saliva, mouthing her deeply and wetly. She sucks the sensitive flesh into her mouth, pulling hard, creating a tight vacuum that makes Raven whine. Then, straightening her hand, Lola slides two fingers inside. She begins to pump her incredibly roughly, driving her fingers in and out in a brutal, rapid rhythm. She doesn't hold back, knowing exactly how much rough stimulation her best friend needs to tip over the edge.

"Oh yeah… harder… harder!" Raven hollers out, lifting her hips off the mattress and arching her bare legs high into the air. She presents herself fully to Lola's punishing hand, her thighs trembling with the strain.

Lola pumps her fingers deeper and significantly faster. The loud slapping sound of skin against skin fills the room, mixing with Raven’s frantic pants. The aggressive friction pushes Raven fully over the edge.

She lets out a piercing, shattered scream. Her whole body locks up in a fierce spasm. She erupts, a trembling, massive wave of fluid shooting from her core and splashing directly onto Lola's face.

Climbing smoothly back up the bed, Lola wipes her cheek with the back of her hand. She cups Raven's flushed face and kisses her deeply, sharing the musky taste of their combined arousal.

"I hope you enjoyed it." Lola grins wickedly, her eyes sparkling with dominant triumph.

Catching her breath, Raven looks up at her in sheer awe. "Dammit you are so good… have you been training with your fingers all this while?"

Lola simply smirks proudly. She falls back onto the bed beside her friend, staring up at the ceiling as her heart rate slowly returns to normal. The adrenaline bleeds out of her system, replaced by a heavy, lethargic warmth. By the time Lola turns over to face her friend, Raven is already fast asleep, exhausted by the intense orgasm.

"Lazy ass." Lola mocks affectionately under her breath, before rolling over to the other side of the bed to finally get some sleep.