1. Fast and Furious Lesbians


    Date: 5/24/2017, Categories: Fiction, Female / Girl, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: DivaSlut, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    I’d done, and what I might be doing later. Pam was fucking hot and I knew she wanted me. Now it was time to drive. We were going to get reported, no question, so I hit out on the back roads, touching eighty on the long straights, with Pam clinging to her seat and my head singing with adrenalin. As I said I love to drive fast, a double thrill that lifts me high above all the shit of living on nothing in a small, boring city. It’s as almost better than sex. Yes, speed and sex; the two things that have kept me sane in my teenage years. I know I might get caught and I know I might get killed. But I don’t give a fuck. Life must be for living. I’d rather crash and burn than not live at all. We nearly did, doing the ton on the long straight down near an oil refinery. Bank when some idiot on a bicycle appeared out of nowhere, no lights, nothing. He must have heard us coming, but he hadn’t even had the sense to get out of the way. I hit the brakes and we hit gravel, then the bike, just one second after he’d thrown himself off into the ditch. You do not know, cannot know, what one hundred miles per hour feels like until you lose control at that speed. I thought I was dead. I filled up with terror and self-pity and above all a ghastly sense of regret and helplessness, and then it was over. Mercifully, our wheels had taken hold again, because I’d been there before and had taken my foot off the brake. For maybe two seconds I was completely, calmly in control, allowing our speed to reduce ...
    slowly and shifting down a gear as soon as I safely could. Then the reaction hit me, like pins and needles in all four limbs at once while I was in desperate need of air. I slowed and stopped, pulling off into a muddy gateway where tractors had been turning. My whole body was shaking and I lay back into the seat, my eyes closed, wanting to scream but not knowing if it was in fear or elation. I wanted sex too, to be held tight and fucked and fucked and fucked, in affirmation of my life and my existence. Finally Pam managed to find her voice. “Oh fuck, that was close!” she exhaled as if she had been holding her breath the whole time. “‘Don’t say another word mommy. Just fuck me.!” I groaned I’d reached out to find Pam’s amazing tight crotch, squeezing the full, soft breasts through the dress. Pam turned to me with a look of amazement but she didn’t stop me as she unzipped her dress along the side and let her full breasts out into my waiting hands. “Please suck on mommy’s breasts baby, I’ve wanted my little girl to do this for so long!” I looked into Pam’s eyes, the sparked with lust, and she groaned as I sucked her long stiff nipple into my mouth while twisting the other with my forefinger and thumb. “Oh fuck yes, so good baby,” she murmured as I sucked and gently nibbled on her hard nipple. Adrenalin was coursing through both of our bodies and Pam wasted no time unbuttoning my blouse and finding my small firm tits, pulling and playing with my stiff nipples. “Fuck I love your ...
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