Reformed for the Senator (The Institute Series Book 8) by Emily Tilton

Author:Emily Tilton [Tilton, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2016-07-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Jessica didn’t think anything could ever feel as good as kissing Erin while they both openly played with themselves through their underpants. Objectively, she knew there must be more sex things coming, even just tonight, but the thought that she might touch Erin where Erin’s own hand now was rubbing, and that Erin might touch her there—let alone the other things she imagined Sam and Heather must be doing, since they clearly had so much more experience… that thought seemed to overload her brain, so that she could only concentrate on how nice it was now that they both had their nightgowns up around their waists and they were both rubbing the terribly damp gussets of their own schoolgirl panties.

She didn’t even think she wanted to lie down, necessarily, because it was so nice sitting, kissing, practicing. Nor did she want to put her hand inside her panties, because it was nice like this, and if you didn’t put your hand in your panties it wasn’t really that naughty.

It wasn’t really that naughty… yet. And if felt so different now that the doctor had shaved her down there—so much more sensitive, when she tugged the fabric and moved it over her aching, hidden clit.

Jessica loved watching Erin touch herself, and she didn’t even feel sure she knew why, unless it was because it meant that Erin liked to do that, just the way Jessica did. If they both liked it, then it couldn’t be so indecent, could it? And of course because it meant that the kissing made Erin feel like she had to touch herself, the same way it made Jessica feel.

Wanting to see even more of that, and frankly needing a little more air if she wasn’t going to faint, Jessica broke their latest kiss so that she could watch her best friend’s fingers at work on the damp cotton web between her thighs. Her eyes darted to her own panties for a fraction of a second as if to verify that she, too, was doing the wicked thing: the thing a modest girl must never do. Worse, doing it in the presence of another girl, while the other girl did it too.

When she looked back over to Erin, her friend’s hand had moved a little lower. Erin was moving her fingers along the border of cotton that ran along the seam between her thigh and the triangle that would, Jessica thought a little ruefully, have been her bush if Dr. Franklin hadn’t shaved them. Would she put a finger inside, under the fabric? Two of her fingertips seemed to want to do that lascivious thing, to touch the bare skin underneath, perhaps just at the edge of the most sensitive area—not Erin’s pussy itself, not any of the very complicated folds and ridges that most needed touching with bare fingertips, because, still, Jessica knew Erin knew as she herself knew, they weren’t going to touch their bare pussies tonight, since it was forbidden, and surely they would be caned.

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