Carley and Beth lived together in a small town house in North London. They’d met whilst travelling around Australia a few years ago. Beth was a diving instructor from Sydney and Carley and her boyfriend Tom were a young couple experiencing everything the beautiful country had to offer. Carley and Beth stayed good friends and when Beth said she wanted to come over to Britain, Carley and Tom were happy for her to use the spare bedroom in their house.
It was a sunny bank holiday and Tom had left early that morning to drive back to his parents house in Wales. Carley slept in and let the warm glow of the sun gently wake her. She began to get out bed, her long black hair flowing over her skin tight top.
“You up yet babe?” Beth called for outside her door.
“Yeah, come in. I’ve just woken up now” she replied, stretching satisfied after a long sleep.
Beth walked in, already in her bikini. Her beach tan and surfer blonde hair made her look like the archetypal Aussie girl, and she loved to play up to the stereotype. Beth was petite, her body was small and curvy. Her D cup breasts looked perfect in her red bikini top, and Carley knew Beth loved the attention.
“Coming out for a sun bathe?” Beth asked.
The top of the house had a flat roof on one side, where it looked out over a small park. On hot days, the girls would sometimes sneak up without the caretaker knowing, and use the flat roofs to keep their young, trim bodies tanned.
“I’ll meet you up there in a bit. Let me just have a shower and some breakfast first.”
“Ok babe, I’ll see you later.” Beth turned and left Carley’s, her peachy little behind seemed to wink at her as she walked away.
Carley felt a little tingle as the image of her friend’s body stayed in her head. She walked down stairs and into the kitchen, still in her thong and tight little top. She felt sexy walking round in her underwear. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and compared her body with Beth’s beach body lying in her red bikini on the roof. Carley was a little taller, her boobs were smaller, but firm and perky. She wasn’t wearing a bra under her top, but the shape and lift of her breast, with her dark nipples showing through, made her look wildly sexy. She took a bowl of strawberries from the fridge and took them back upstairs. She lay on the bed, looking at her body in the mirror. She touched her nipples through her top and felt them harden. She felt incredible turned on, and out of nowhere, wanted to be touched by her frisky friend.
Carley sucked a strawberry and allowed the juice to run down her chin and drip onto her white top. She cupped her breasts and rubbed them softly through the thin material. The top was so tight you could see every inch of her body underneath. She slipped off her thong, closed her eyes, and began to slowly touch herself. Small circular stokes over her sensual clit. She picked another strawberry, drew it to her lips and mouth and ran her tongue around it, as if teasing herself. Her warm pussy invited her back and her fingers ran down her inner lips and she collected the nectar with her index finger, brought it back to her mouth, tasting herself. She felt so horny, slowly building up her lust with little moans of delight. She took the fruit and ran it over her cunt. Rubbing the berry against her clit, dipping it into the vagina and biting into its sweet, soft flesh. She took another, and another, scooping up her sticky cream with the juicy red strawberry, mixing the flavours in her mouth.
Carley felt shots of excitement fire around her body. She began to massage herself with two fingers, working her fingers back and forth, increasing the speed and the pressure.
