Tipped

Read part one, Creamed, here.
As I recounted the story of my mutual masturbation experience in college, his hand traveled farther up my leg, under my skirt, until his fingers were rubbing my pussy. He licked his lips, as I paused to take another sip of my rum and Coke.
“So…did you fuck her?” he asked.
I blushed, “No. We both ended up being a little to shy to make the first move.”
He groaned. “So you just masturbated together and went your separate ways? Lame.”
“I guess I’m lame then!”
“What if you had a second chance?”
“Hm?”
“Well, I assume you’re a lot braver now than Read More

Source: Between My Sheets

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