Hungry For More

We snuck into the bathroom while the boys were zoned out watching the hockey game on TV. They left us with a bottle of Malibu and a carton of orange juice to keep us entertained. The guys had the volume on full blast and were yelling at the television. We could run around naked and they wouldn't even notice. In fact a minute ago, Vanessa had her hands up my skirt and despite us standing directly behind three men sitting on the couch, my moans of pleasure went completely unnoticed.
We fussed over our makeup and hair. I carefully applied glitter to Vanessa's eyelids. The copper color brought out the little gold specs in her hazel eyes. As I inspected my work, I gently placed my hands on her hips and leaned in for a kiss. I kissed her tenderly and softly, her eyes still closed. She returned my kiss passionately, pulling me closer to her as her tongue found mine. I reached behind her and locked the bathroom door. Vanessa moaned as I pushed her back against the door and slid my hands up her shirt. She had large perky breasts. We have been best friends for years and I often fantasized about playing with those breasts. It turns out the feeling was mutual.
Suddenly, the TV volume went down and there was a knock on the bathroom door. "Are you ok?" Jeff asked through the closed door. The boys had heard Vanessa's back hit the door and thought we were drunk and stumbling around. We both giggled and in between kisses Vanessa replied "We're fine, just doing our makeup". "Yeah, mind your business" I added, lifting Vanessa's shirt and bra over her head. I started to unbutton her leopard print skinny jeans.

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