“It’s been a long time since we’ve spent time together like this…” Astrid said, placing her glass of whiskey on the table.
Astrid Arvidsson
“Yes, true…” Charlotte agreed, then took a sip of wine and placed her own glass on the table.
Charlotte Ravel'
The women exchanged glances and smiled at the same time. They’d spent most of the evening drinking, snacking, and watching the dullest TV show imaginable. By this point, they were already quite drunk, but still full of energy. Astrid was indeed right, it had been too long since the last time the two friends had spent time together, especially in such a relaxed setting.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have pushed you, Nerissa, and Victoria away…” Charlotte said, leaning her head back against the sofa. “These past few months of solitude certainly haven’t done me any good…”
“Maybe, huh?” Astrid gave a sarcastic smirk, then happily ate a piece of cheese. “Well, I'm glad to hear that you've gotten smarter.”
“Oh, stop it, please!" Charlotte said, both embarrassed and annoyed, then reached for her glass and took a generous sip of wine. “I still feel terrible after everything that happened... first that contender match, then the title match, then a few months of loneliness, then that situation with the blue-haired bitch...”
“You don't have to list it...” sighed Astrid, then took her glass in her hands and lifted it. “Let's drink to us!” She suggested. “To those who still haven't given up despite all the crap!”
“Great toast...” Charlotte chuckled softly and raised her glass.
They clinked their glasses and drained them dry. Charlotte reached for the wine bottle to refill her glass, but suddenly she noticed that Astrid was staring at her intently, and there was something in the blonde’s gaze that the Frenchwoman had never seen before. Well, at least she had never seen it directed at her.
“Is something on my face?” She asked, raising her left eyebrow in a half‑joking manner.
“Yeah, definitely…” Astrid nodded, then put her glass on the table.
Charlotte didn't understand what it was all about at first, but then her eyes widened, this time both her eyebrows rose. The reason was that the Norwegian woman suddenly threw her leg over Charlotte's legs and sat with her butt on Charlotte's lap. Accompanied by a startled look from the pink-haired woman, Astrid leaned forward, pressing her palms against the wall behind her friend, thereby literally trapping Charlotte.
“There's beauty on your face...” she said in a much quieter voice than before, after which she playfully bit her lower lip.
“Astrid...” Charlotte blinked several times, trying to find an excuse for what was happening. “I think you're too drunk, maybe you should drink some water.”
“Oh, come on...” the blonde leaned down a bit, her face was right in front of Charlotte's, while the Frenchwoman's chin rested on her ample breasts. “I think we both need to relax a little, especially you...”
Charlotte swallowed nervously. It would be a lie to say that she had never thought about being intimate with Astrid and Nerissa. They have spent an incredible amount of time together since they signed contracts with LAW, they have gone through both joyful and sad moments. In a way, the three of them were closer to each other than married couples. But...
“This is wrong…” the pink‑haired woman looked away, and her voice clearly carried an air of uncertainty. “I don’t believe in the concept of friends with benefits, and I wouldn’t want a fleeting fling in the future to turn into something awkward between us…”
In fact, even the Frenchwoman herself understood that maybe a little relaxation was exactly what she needed. But of the Golden Trio she was still the most responsible, so she had to approach this with a cool head and not do anything rash.
“Fuck it!" Astrid said sharply.
The blonde gently took Charlotte's chin and turned her head to her face. The pink-haired woman opened her mouth to say something, but at the same moment Astrid clung to her and their lips joined in a kiss. Astrid didn’t waste any time and a second later her tongue penetrated the pink‑haired woman’s mouth.
“Mmmmmm…” the blonde moaned softly and sweetly.
Charlotte was shocked by this. For several long seconds she froze in time and space. She felt Astrid’s tongue sliding inside her mouth. A shiver ran through the Frenchwoman’s body, and then… she closed her eyes. Her tongue responded to Astrid’s actions, and their tongues intertwined in a dance.
“Mmmmm…” Charlotte let out a quiet sound of pleasure.
Only a minute later they finally opened their eyes and moved slightly away from each other. After such a passionate kiss a thin bridge of thick saliva formed between their mouths. The breathing of both women became much heavier, each of them felt waves of pleasure begin to sweep through their bodies. And each of them was honest with themselves at that moment, they both liked it.
“Well, it’s not so bad, is it?” Astrid asked with a playful smile.
“Oh, shut up, you idiot!” Charlotte said, shaking her head.
Wrapping her arms around the blonde’s waist, she pulled Astrid closer to her. Straightening her back, Charlotte pressed her lips to her friend’s neck, starting to suck and even lightly bite at her velvety skin. Astrid, not expecting such a turn of events, involuntarily wrapped her arms around the pink‑haired woman’s head, thereby pressing Charlotte even closer to herself.
“Mmmm… mmmmm… mmm!!!” Every kiss, every bite, every suck made her let out a quiet moan of pleasure.
Feeling their bodies growing increasingly hot, Astrid reached down with her hands and grabbed the hem of Charlotte’s t‑shirt. The Frenchwoman, without stopping to caress the blonde’s neck, did the same. Acting almost in unison, they raised their arms upward, pulling their t‑shirts off each other.
“Why me?” Charlotte asked suddenly, as her hands rested on Astrid’s back. “Don’t tell me this is all just for me…”
“Oh, it’s not just for you,” Astrid replied honestly, also placing her hands on the pink‑haired woman’s back. “You see… I have a thing for strong women, and you’re one of the strongest people I know…”
“Is it really that simple?” Charlotte lifted her head and looked into her friend’s lavender eyes.
“Well, it’s because you’re so sexy that sometimes I have to literally suppress my dirty thoughts when we train together…” A blush appeared on Astrid’s cheeks and she looked away.
“Oh...” Charlotte gasped involuntarily, while a blush also appeared on her cheeks.
Now that it was said out loud, both friends realized that they were both attracted to each other's bodies. Who knows, maybe they'll regret it tomorrow. But tomorrow will be tomorrow. And today they can afford to lose themselves in each other's arms and the pleasure they are able to give each other.
Charlotte's hands came together on the clasp of Astrid's bra. With a single deft movement, she unfastened her friend’s bra, which made the blonde giggle. It seemed Astrid hadn’t expected the Frenchwoman to take such initiative. Trying to keep up, she also unfastened Charlotte’s bra, then lifted herself slightly. Charlotte understood the hint perfectly and changed from a sitting position to a horizontal one, allowing Astrid to straddle her.
“Gods…” Astrid muttered as her gaze slid downward.
Their bras fell to the floor, and now both women were topless. Astrid bit her lower lip again, while her gaze was fixed on her friend’s magnificent breasts. This made the Frenchwoman’s face turn even redder. She placed her palms on Astrid’s buttocks and tensed her fingers slightly.
“Stop staring at my breasts like that, please…” she said, trying to keep her voice steady. “This is all already very embarrassing…”
“Yeah… you’re right, I can’t just look at such beauty…”
Before Charlotte could say anything, Astrid leaned down. Her own voluptuous breasts pressed tightly against Charlotte’s stomach, and her face ended up between the pink‑haired woman’s ample breasts. Now it was the Frenchwoman’s turn to embrace her friend’s head, pressing her closer to herself.
The blonde began to kiss Charlotte’s breasts. These were numerous short and gentle kisses, as if she didn’t want to leave even the slightest spot unkissed. This made Charlotte smile slightly. Enjoying the process, she began to involuntarily play with her friend’s golden hair. And it seems that, in one way or another, this prompted Astrid to take more active action.
When her mouth was right above Charlotte’s left nipple, the Norwegian woman opened her mouth and slowly ran her tongue over her friend’s nipple. She did it so slowly that Charlotte’s nipple instantly became as hard as a rock. The Frenchwoman didn’t open her eyes, but…
“Maaahhh!!” She moaned voluptuously.
This made the corners of Astrid’s lips lift. She wrapped her lips around Charlotte’s nipple and began to suck it vigorously. She placed her right hand on the pink‑haired woman’s cheek as she found another use for her left hand. She placed her left hand on Charlotte’s right breast, beginning to knead and massage that juicy flesh.
“Mmmmmm… mmmmmm… Astrid… ahhh...” Charlotte whispered through moans of pleasure.
It might have seemed that the situation wouldn’t change until the very end, but suddenly Charlotte first spread her legs apart and then wrapped them around the blonde’s waist. Astrid’s eyes widened in surprise, but before she could say or do anything, the Frenchwoman abruptly jerked her legs to the right, causing them to roll.
Both women fell from the sofa onto the floor. Fortunately, there was a soft carpet underneath, one of the few things Astrid had decided to improve her apartment with. The descendant of the great Vikings still believed that true Spartans didn’t need comfort. Still true, at that particular moment she was glad she had spent a little money on buying that soft carpet.
Because after Charlotte's move, it was Astrid who ended up at the bottom.
“Wow...” the blonde said when she felt Charlotte's legs squeeze her waist.
“Please...” the pink-haired woman said, rolling her eyes. “For once in your life, don't say anything and just moan...”
Without saying anything else, she placed both hands on Astrid's lush and luscious breasts. The blonde's nipples instantly appeared between the fingers of the Frenchwoman. Charlotte clearly knew what to do. She began to actively knead and massage her friend’s breasts, which made Astrid close her eyes. The Norwegian woman even tilted her head to the side, clearly trying to hold back her emotions.
“Please, don’t hold back…” Charlotte whispered.
That was more than enough. The tension completely left Astrid’s body, and her mouth parted slightly. The next moment, a long moan escaped the blonde’s lips, sending shivers down Charlotte’s skin. She never even thought she would find it so pleasant to hear Astrid’s moan. And… that prompted her to do something else…
Charlotte leaned forward and gave her friend a short but passionate kiss on the lips. Astrid was hoping for more, but instead Charlotte moved a little lower. Still squeezing the Norwegian woman’s breasts, she kissed her first on the chin and then on the neck. The blonde closed her eyes again, completely focusing on those pleasant sensations.
However, even on this the pink‑haired woman didn’t stop. She gave the blonde woman’s collarbones the next kiss, and then her lips ended up between Astrid’s voluptuous breasts. When Charlotte’s face was between Astrid’s breasts, she caught herself thinking that it was incredibly pleasant. She gave three more kisses, each time moving lower. And finally, she reached her goal. Charlotte paused briefly, thereby making Astrid’s eyes open in curiosity, after which the Frenchwoman winked at her friend.
Lowering her head again, she kissed the upper muscles of Astrid’s abdomen, causing an electric current to run through the blonde’s body. Astrid involuntarily gripped Charlotte’s hair, but that didn’t stop the Frenchwoman. She continued to shower the blonde’s abs with kisses, and then she parted her lips slightly. Her tongue began to slide over the powerful muscles, which clearly began to drive the Norwegian woman crazy.
“Maaaaahhhh... maaaaa... mmmm...” Astrid began to moan much louder, turning slightly from side to side at the same time.
Charlotte's hands and tongue worked in tandem, pleasuring both Astrid's abs and breasts. Charlotte acted purely on instinct, but that was exactly what the blonde liked so much. Her mind began to cloud, and her heart was on the verge of bursting out of her chest. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt anything like this.
Charlotte reached the very center of her friend’s belly and passionately kissed her navel, after which she lifted herself up. She couldn’t hold back a smile, as Astrid’s face, reflecting passion and lust, seemed incredibly cute to her. Charlotte removed her hands from the blonde’s breasts and placed both palms on the Norwegian woman’s abdomen.
“I see you liked it…” she said, a little playfully.
“Damn…” Astrid said, gasping for air. “How… how did you know I’d like it?”
“Maybe I know you better than you think…” Charlotte replied with a slight laugh.
It took both of them a few seconds to catch their breath, and then Astrid wrapped her arms around Charlotte’s waist and pushed her onto the carpet, ending up on top. Charlotte didn’t object, thinking that Astrid wanted to play a little longer before they got to the main thing. And the Frenchwoman turned out to be right, but…
“I know you better than you think as well...” Astrid said, her eyes sparkling playfully.
The Norwegian woman moved back a little, which made Charlotte a little surprised. The pink‑haired woman even raised her head, preparing to ask what exactly her friend was planning, but before she could say anything, her eyes widened. The reason was that Astrid gently touched her foot.
“No… wait… not you… it shouldn’t be you…” she began to babble.
“Said who?” Astrid passionately ran her tongue over her lips. “You gave me pleasure and I want to do the same for you...”
Charlotte initially wanted to object, but her awakened passion made her shut up. The Frenchwoman lowered her head to the carpet and closed her eyes. This satisfied Astrid, who smoothly lifted the Frenchwoman's right leg, slightly bending it at the knee. As a result of her actions, Charlotte's foot was right in front of her face, the Frenchwoman could feel her friend's breath on her toes.
Astrid opened her mouth and ran her tongue from the heel along the sole of the foot to the tips of the toes. This alone was enough to make Charlotte’s fingers grip the carpet, while the Frenchwoman herself let out a moan of pleasure. A smile appeared on Astrid’s face, she was definitely on the right track.
Closing her eyes, Astrid ran her tongue over all of Charlotte’s toes, paying attention to each one. She felt her friend’s body begin to tremble, and Charlotte’s breathing became ragged. Astrid opened her eyes slightly for a moment to see the genuine lust on the Frenchwoman’s face.
Taking the pink‑haired woman’s foot in both hands, she began to gently massage it, while her lips focused on something else. She wrapped her lips around Charlotte’s big toe and began to suck it. Her tongue glided over the Frenchwoman’s skin, which was beginning to enter a stage of ecstasy.
“Mmmmmm… aaaamm… maaahhh… mmmmmm!!!”
We all have our little fetishes, and Astrid was determined to fully satisfy Charlotte’s one. Gradually, she began to wrap her lips around Charlotte’s other toes as well, until all five toes were in her mouth. It was a bit strange, but at the same time Astrid discovered something new for herself. Anyway, right now she was focused only on her friend’s moans.
Charlotte, on the other hand, was on the verge. When she first discovered her fondness for the foot fetish, she tried to ignore it, but over time it became clear that it was simply impossible. It had become her deepest passion. And now she was in a state of pure ecstasy, feeling Astrid’s tongue was gliding over her toes.
The blonde took Charlotte’s foot out of her mouth, then first kissed each toe, and after that she ran her tongue over the pink‑haired woman’s foot once more. Finally opening her eyes, she lowered Charlotte’s foot onto the carpet. The Frenchwoman, who could barely find the strength to breathe, placed her forearm on her forehead, only then opening her eyes.
“I’m starting to think we should have come to this sooner…” she tried to joke.
“Pahahahaha!” Astrid laughed sincerely. “That was a good one!”
The two women’s eyes met. Despite all the pleasure, they both still felt a certain awkwardness. But… today they didn’t care about the rules. Today no one had the right to judge them. And so, when they looked into each other’s eyes, they both understood. Enough foreplay.
Astrid reached for Charlotte’s waist and grabbed the hem of her panties. When the blonde pulled her friend’s panties down, the Frenchwoman lifted her legs to make it easier for Astrid. A moment later her panties were thrown away and Charlotte herself took a sitting position, gently pushing Astrid in the shoulder, thereby forcing the blonde to lower herself onto the carpet. Taking the hem of the Norwegian woman’s panties, she pulled them down with one deft movement and tossed them aside.
Without any words, they moved closer to each other. Astrid threw her leg over Charlotte’s leg so that they were both in what is known as a scissors position. Each of them bit her lower lip and made another short movement forward, as a result of which their crotches touched.
“Maaaaahhh!!!” Charlotte moaned.
“Aaaaaahhh!!!” Astrid moaned.
Feeling the bliss beginning to fill their bodies once again, they started moving their hips up and down. Charlotte’s labia glided along Astrid’s, gradually bringing them both to ecstasy. Astrid and Charlotte almost simultaneously threw their right arms back, pressing their palms into the carpet to gain extra support. Thanks to this, they were able to increase the speed and intensity of their movements.
“Oooooohhhmmm!!!”
“Mmmmmm!!!”
With her free hand, Astrid grabbed Charlotte’s leg, and the Frenchwoman did the same in response. They began to move so intensely that their clits started rubbing against each other actively, pushing both of them to new heights of ecstasy. Sweat streamed down the bodies of both women, and each of them felt a pleasant growing sensation inside. At some point, it became too much for both of them. Astrid and Charlotte threw their heads back at the moment when each of them was approaching orgasm.
“MMMMMAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” Their moans sounded in unison.
At that moment of extreme ecstasy, Charlotte and Astrid woke up in their beds in their apartments. They both abruptly sat up, each of them breathing as hard as if they had just run a marathon.
Charlotte wiped the sweat from her forehead, trying to make sense of what was happening. What was that? She turned her head to the left and made sure she was alone in her bed.
Somewhere on the other side of Tokyo, Astrid did the same, making sure there was no one else in her bed. Not understanding what was a dream and what was reality, they both reached down with their hands. When their hands touched their crotches, each of them realized that perhaps it had been a dream, but it had been so realistic that they were both wet.
Astrid and Charlotte leaned back, lying down again on the pillows.
“Oh…” Charlotte gasped, unable to say anything else.
“Wow…” Astrid didn’t have enough words either.
Astrid turned onto her left side, and Charlotte turned onto her right. Both women closed their eyes, but both had soft smiles on their faces. When they met again, both of them had a bright blush on their cheeks, but they never admitted to each other that, for some unknown reason, they had both had the same dream. Dreams… dreams always remain dreams, but sometimes these dreams are so sweet that they are much better than reality.
The End.
