Best friend is unusually horny tonight – RedHot Fox

Drenched in the amber glow of the setting sun, Best Friend – affectionately known as BF – lounged on the weathered porch swing, her slender legs cascading elegantly over the edge. The warm breeze caressed her tanned skin, sending shivers down her spine as it caught the hem of her denim cut-offs, teasing a glimpse of her pert derriere. BF ran an impatient hand through her sun-kissed locks, anxiously awaiting the arrival of her Fox – her lifelong confidante and conspirator.

Fox, with her fiery red mane and mischievous emerald eyes, was always the daring one of the duo. Tonight, however, she seemed to have arrived with an extra spring in her step and a devilish glint in her eye. “You’re looking awfully hot and bothered, sweetness,” Fox purred, perching herself on the arm of BF’s swing. “Did I catch you at a bad time?”

BF felt a flush creep into her cheeks, the heat between her legs pulsating in time with her racing heart. “You caught me just in time, you little minx,” she replied with a coy smirk. “I’ve been positively aching for some… companionship.”

Fox’s lips curled into a wicked grin as she traced a fingertip along BF’s jawline. “Is that so? Well, we can’t have you languishing in distress, now can we?” In a flash, Fox had straddled BF’s lap, her breasts heaving against the thin fabric of her tank top. “I’m here to take care of all your… needs.”

BF bit her lower lip, her breath hitching as Fox ground her hips against hers. “Oh, you naughty little vixen,” she gasped, her pulse quickening. “What have I done to deserve such attentions?”

Fox chuckled, a low, seductive sound that reverberated through BF’s very core. “Let’s just say I’ve been having some rather… explicit fantasies about you lately. And today, I decided it was time to make them a reality.”

With that, Fox claimed BF’s mouth in a searing kiss, her tongue delving deep, staking its claim. BF moaned into the embrace, her hands fisting in the raven-haired beauty’s locks, tugging her closer. Fox’s deft fingers made quick work of the buttons on BF’s denim shorts, slipping beneath the waistband to cup the mound of her panties. BF sucked in a sharp breath, her hips bucking against Fox’s touch.

“God, you’re so wet,” Fox purred against BF’s parted lips. “You really have been aching for me, haven’t you?” Without waiting for a response, Fox slid her fingers beneath the elastic of BF’s underwear, her digits gliding along the slick folds of her sex. “Fuck, you feel incredible,” she groaned, pressing a finger deep inside.

BF writhed beneath Fox’s touch, her head tipping back as wanton moans spilled from her lips. “More,” she panted, “I need more. Please, baby, don’t stop.”

Fox obliged, pumping her finger in and out of BF’s tight channel, curling it just so to hit that sweet spot within. BF’s thighs trembled, her hips grinding shamelessly against Fox’s hand, seeking more of that delicious friction. Meanwhile, Fox’s other hand worked open the buttons of BF’s top, freeing her pert breasts from their confines. Fox took a hardened nipple into her hot mouth, laving it with her tongue before biting down gently.

“Fox!” BF gasped, her back arching off the swing as a rush of sensation flooded her core. “Yes, just like that. Don’t stop sucking me. I’m so close.”

Emboldened by BF’s pleas, Fox slide a second finger inside the quivering passage, thrusting with earnest while her teeth and tongue ravaged BF’s breasts. The pressure built within BF’s core until she thought she might explode. Her inner walls clenched around Fox’s fingers as she teetered on the precipice of ecstasy. With a particularly well-placed flick against her clit, Fox sent BF hurtling over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her like a freight train.

“Oh, god, oh, fuck, FOOOOX!” BF cried out, her voice echoing through the quiet neighborhood as wave after wave of rapture crashed over her. Fox worked her through each clench and flutter of her sex, gently massaging her pleasure-heated folds until she collapsed back against the swing, completely spent.

Fox pulled her muddled fingers from BF’s dripping center and brought them to her lips, sucking them clean with a satisfied hum. “Mmm, you taste even better than I imagined,” she purred, licking her glistening digits.

BF merely whimpered in response, her body still thrumming with residual pleasure. “I think I love you,” she mumbled, her eyes fluttering closed as she basked in the residual warmth.

Fox pressed a tender kiss to her sweaty brow. “I think I love you, too,” she whispered. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up and take this inside before the neighbors get an eyeful.”

With a chuckle, BF allowed Fox to guide her to her feet, her legs feeling like jello. She slipped a limpen arm around Fox’s shoulders as they made their way indoors, leaving the swing to sway gently in the breeze, a silent testament to the lust that had just transpired upon it.