“Augh!” Ashley touched the back of her hand to her mouth checking for blood.

“Sorry. Oh god, I’m so sorry Ashley! Are you okay? Jeez, I’m smooth, huh?”

Since she saw that she was okay and it was just the initial shock of contact that had surprised more than hurt her, Ashley had quickly made the transition back to her more familiar frame of mind: wicked horny.

“You are, actually,” Ashley trailed her fingers up the inside of Spencer’s left leg slowly, making it halfway up before she added, “Verrrry smooth.” But Spencer wouldn’t stop talking.

“Leave it to me, right? You sure you’re okay? Cause—“ Ashley’s hand reached it’s destination “Oh! Oh. Hello”

Spencer finally looked up at Ashley who had been staring at her the whole time, waiting for her to resume eye contact, resume the connection, and last, but certainly not least, resume the fun.

“Hello.” Spencer’s mood quickly shifted as Ashley’s fingers rubbed lightly up and down her light blue underwear, before turning her palm and traveling north, leaving goosebumps in its wake, until she cupped her breast firmly with her nipple between two fingers. Her other hand came to mimic its partner, but with Spencer’s nipple between her thumb and forefinger she had more range and started rolling and pinching gently, testing her boundaries. And finding them shockingly absent, as Spencer made soul-amplifying sounds of pleasure.

Both of them now just had on their bottoms and Ashley was intent on making sure that was a limited state of affairs, but she knew it was a big step. While she was pondering the best way to open that last gate, she realized Spencer had already hooked her fingers under the elastic and was sliding them down for her. Ashley stopped pinching, kissing, and licking Spencer’s breasts while she watched Spencer’s reaction. Her fingers splayed wide as they slowly stroked down to the start of her well-trimmed bush, exploring the new territory with trepidation. She looked up at Ashley questioningly, she had hit a wall. A very wet, ready wall, but a wall nonetheless. Ashley flipped from their laying side by side and slid on top of Spencer’s body, and sat up, her knees straddling Spencer’s hips. She started with a kiss on her forehead, moved to her mouth and dwelled there for a few moments before heading south again. Making sure to lick her nipples, she left her hands on her boobs to rub, stroke, and squeeze, ministrations that were not going unheeded as Spencer shifted restlessly pushing her flesh insistently into Ashley’s hands.