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Michele settled back on the edge of the pool, letting the sun hit her breasts. That felt so good, that beautiful flood of warmth on her skin, like the sun was trying to seduce her. The sun himself my lover, she thought. Michele had always had a poetic streak in her. "Hey, Diane," she cried, waving to the blonde girl paddling listlessly in the warm water. "Look at me, I'm getting fucked by the sun!" Diane swam to the side of the pool and smiled. "I wouldn't blame anyone for trying to fuck you," she said. Michele giggled and splashed water at Diane with her foot. "You're so bad," she said. Diane caught her foot by the ankle and kissed it. "You're worse," she said teasingly. "Why don't you take that swimsuit off? There's nobody here to see you. That way the sun could really get inside you. Fuck you good." Michele eased her top off, smiling at Diane. She'd always wondered about her room-mate. The covert touches in the hallway, the playful tickling matches she'd instigate while they were on the floor while watching TV. Did Diane like girls? It was time to put her to the test, she thought. She took her bottom off as soon as her breasts were bare, tossing both pieces of her swimsuit casually over her shoulder and spreading her legs. "Ta-da-a-a!" she said gaily. "Mmm," Diane said. She was leaning on the edge of the pool, between Michele's bare feet. Michele spread her legs slightly and Diane moved in, staring directly at her pussy with hungry eyes. "I'll bet you'll get fucked all kinds of ways now," she said. "I'll bet you'll be beating the guys off with a stick." "Or the girls, do you think?" Michele asked casually, stroking Diane's shoulder with her toes. "Maybe," Diane said, leaning forward and planting a kiss on Michele's sun-warmed snatch. "Certain girls." "That feels good," Michele said in a little voice, reaching out and touching Diane's head. "Are you a certain kind of girl?" For answer, Diane grabbed Michele's thighs with both hands and buried her face in her pussy. The sensation was intense - far more so than Michele would have expected. She'd never had a boy do to her what Diane was doing now. It felt so good...she could practically feel the juices in her rising and seeping out to be lapped up by Diane's eager tongue. "Diane...oh God..." "What's wrong?" Diane asked, her voice muffled a bit by Michele's snatch. "Ummph. Thought you...wanted...a...lover." "I do...want...you...oh Jesus..." Michele's head fell back. Electric shivers coursed down her spine. Diane was concentrating on her clit now, flicking it with her tongue-tip, driving her nuts. "Shhhh," Diane whispered, looking up and licking her lips. She's got my juice on her tongue, Michele thought, shuddering with delight. "Just lay back," the blonde continued, gently inserting a long finger into her pussy. "Gonna fuck you now. Gonna give Mr. Sun a run for his fucking money." END ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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