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6PM, the school day is almost over. It’s philosophy class and Asierne is dying of boredom. It may “look” like she’s paying attention, and her grades do reinforce that idea, but she is completely zoned out. Totally uninterested in the class, Asierne’s eyes start to wander around, more notably towards another table close to her where her best friend Amaia is sat at.
Amaia could hardly care about the class, and since neither does the teacher she is just on her phone, leaning back on her chair. Asierne, unable to keep her attention to whatever the teacher is talking about, gets lost in Amaia’s looks, admiring her black coily hair which complements her beautiful dark skin, and her silver piercings on her face which she finds super cool and pretty on her.
— Hm? What are you looking at? — Amaia asks, looking away from her phone after noticing her friend glaring at her.
— H-Huh? — Asierne snaps back to reality and quickly looks away, adjusting her glasses with both of her hands as a way to hide her now red face — S-Sorry, I just spaced out for a little bit...
— Is this class not entertaining enough for you, you nerd?
She sighs — It’s the last class super late in the day, on the last day of the week, taught by a professor who doesn’t even care about it. It becomes so boring...
— They’re all boring, at all times! — Amaia scoffs.
After about half an hour the bell finally rings. Asierne stretches her arms and legs and gets up, walking out together with her best friend. It’s winter so it’s already dark outside and pretty cold, but despite that Amaia is wearing an off-the-shoulder shirt, leaving her shoulders exposed besides her bra straps; a short skirt, and ripped tights. Meanwhile Asierne wears a much more warm and comfortable black wool turtleneck sweater.
— Hey, wanna stay over at my house for the weekend? — asks Amaia, leaning down to get to her eye level.
— The whole weekend? We’ve never done a sleepover that long, but sure, it sounds fun!
Amaia wraps her arm around Asierne’s waist, pulling her closer as they walk. Their height difference makes it so that Asierne’s head is right against her best friend’s boobs, making her flustered.
They arrive at her house and go up to her bedroom, where Asierne is faced with an undone bed, random leftover trash on her desk, and a beer bottle on her nightstand.
— Oh, what a mess! Why do you never clean your bedroom?
— I can deal with that later. — replies Amaia as she takes off her bra from under her shirt and lies down on the bed — Right now I’m exhausted!
Asierne looks away as she does that, totally red — W-Well we just got back from a tiring school week, so you’re off the hook for today.
She turns on the heater, takes off her shoes, and gets on the bed next to her as Amaia instinctively puts her arm around her, and she hugs her in response. Asierne puts her glasses away on the nightstand and they nap cuddling together.
Around two hours later, way past dinner time, Asierne wakes up to an Amaia already up and drinking.
— Oh you’re awake, hello! — greets Amaia, quickly turning and moving in the direction of her friend, hitting her foot on the bed frame, and crashing right on top of her.
— Oh you dummy!
— Owowowow, sorry! — she apologizes, wrapping her arms around her instead of getting up.
— Come on Mai, you need to get up!
— Hey, don’t shorten my name like that! Amaia!
— Fine, fine, Amaia, get up! We need to eat dinner already.
— But I don’t wanna get up, you’re too comfy!
Asierne blushes — I didn’t even get a chance to grab my glasses before you decided to drunkenly fall on top of me.
— Sigh, fine... — reluctantly she gets off her, now sat on the bed while Asierne puts on her glasses and attempts to fix her hair.
She takes another swig of her beer — You’re such a cutie, Asierne~ — she says giggling.
She blushes and looks away shyly — S-Stop drinking so much...
Amaia puts down her beer bottle and gets closer, on all fours in front of her — You don’t become cuter with alcohol, that doesn’t even make any sense!
— Not like that, I mean the alcohol can impair your judgment... — she replies, still looking away, unable to keep eye contact.
She gets even closer, placing her arms around her over her shoulders, their noses touching together — Are you calling me a liar?
Asierne, startled, is now staring straight into her eyes, her heart is racing — U-Umm, what are you-
Before she can finish speaking, Amaia pushes her lips against hers into a kiss, grabbing onto her cheeks and shoving her tongue in. Asierne, in shock, completely freezes, immobile, and just lets it happen while her brain processes the situation. Amaia pushes her on her back again, holding and pinning down one of her hands, while the other one caresses her cheek, as she continues holding the kiss, moving her tongue around in her best friend’s mouth, until finally she pulls out to breathe, heavily. Amaia sits back up, straddling her lap, while Asierne stays down, completely dazed, her brain can’t think of anything other than Amaia. She eventually calms down and lifts herself back up, face to face with her best friend whom she just kissed.
— Do you want to...?
Asierne replies to her unfinished request by grabbing onto her face and kissing her herself this time, making out with her. Her hands move lower, gently rubbing against her chest, feeling it through the fabric of her shirt, but her hands desperately need more, and they quickly find themselves under it, sloppily groping them while they kiss.
They part away and Amaia takes off her shirt, fully exposing her big boobs to her best friend, who stares at them in awe, drooling.
— They’re all yours~ — she gently runs her fingers through Asierne’s long dark brown hair — No need to hold yourself back.
After being given explicit permission she immediately takes off her glasses and shoves her face between her boobs, rubbing and squeezing them against her head.
Amaia giggles — And you still try to deny being cute.
— S-Shut it... — she replies, muffled — No complaints, I’m busy in Heaven!
— Fine, I’ll leave you alone~ — she says, while patting her on the head.
Asierne pulls away, drooling, without letting her hands go of her breasts; her brain thinking only of her best friend and her big soft warm boobs and nothing else. After regaining minimal consciousness, she begins gently kissing them, more and more, getting more horny and desperate, she starts sucking on one of them while groping the other one, sucking harder and harder like she wants to get the whole thing in her mouth.
— A-Aah... You’re such a thirsty little girl... Sorry they don’t have anything in them for you~
Asierne pulls away to breathe, caressing her waist — Hhaah... they’re more than enough.
Amaia giggles in response — It’s my turn now! — she turns Asierne around and pulls her closer, with her head between her boobs, and begins groping her smaller boobs in a rough manner. Asierne covers her face, completely red, while her best friend plays with her. She lifts up her sweater and pulls her bra up to reveal her boobs, continuing to squeeze them. One of her hands then moves down into her pants, pressing and rubbing against her crotch.
— A-Ah...! I don’t often... u-umm... “use” it... very often, so please try to be g-gentle!
She shoves her index finger in her vagina — Oh don’t worry, you can handle it.
Asierne covers her mouth, embarrassed about her moans, and with her other hand grips onto Amaia’s thighs for support, while she begins thrusting it in and out, gently fingering her best friend, slowly increasing her pace, increasing from one finger to two, until she inevitably orgasms.
— AAah, f-fuck!
— Ooh, I made the little nice girl say a swear word!
— S-Shut it... — she lies down on her back — This is an... appropriate enough situation for that...!
Amaia giggles at her defence. She moves on top of her, kissing her on the cheek.
— I’m not done yet. — she proclaims, drooling — I’m still a bit hungry~
— H-Huh?
She gently kisses and sucks on her boobs, while simultaneously pulling down her pants and underwear. She moves lower and kisses her pussy. Asierne, even redder than before, covers her face again with embarrassment, while her best friend keeps kissing it and licking it, while caressing her thighs, eventually inserting her tongue inside.
— Y-Your tongue piercing feels... so w-weird there... Aah...
Amaia starts eating her out, enjoying the taste of her best friend, while she doesn’t bother trying to muffle her moans anymore, letting them all out, until eventually she orgasms for a second time.
— OOHh...! — she loudly moans, while tugging on the bed sheets and pressing her thighs together against her best friend’s face while she cums.
Amaia gets off her crotch and lies down next to Asierne, both looking into eachother’s eyes while breathing heavily.
She gently caresses Asierne’s long hair — I love you very much~
Asierne, blushing deeply, hugs her, shoving her face between her tits — I LOVE YOU TOO! — she yells, muffled.
Amaia hugs her bag, patting her head, and they stay there cuddling with eachother for as long as they need to.