The hotel room at the volleyball conference smelled of sweat and sea salt, the kind of exhaustion that clung after a long day of spikes and dives. Catherine flopped onto her bed, muscles aching, while Jess rustled under her covers across the room. Best friends since tryouts, they'd shared everything—except this. As Catherine settled, a soft moan drifted over. Then another. 'Catherine...' Jess's voice was husky, desperate. Catherine froze, shocked, confused as hell. Her best friend was touching herself, fingers working frantically. The wet sounds filled the dark. Catherine's thighs clenched; an ache bloomed between them, her pussy suddenly wet, dripping with unexpected heat. She was horny now, listening to Jess pant and whisper her name. 'Fuck, Catherine, yes...' Jess gasped, her ass shifting under the sheets. Catherine bit her lip, hand drifting lower. Jess woke with a start, eyes wide. 'Oh shit—Catherine! I... this is embarrassing as fuck.' Catherine sat up, voice sharp but teasing. 'Embarrassing? You moaning my name like I'm your favorite serve? We've been besties through every tournament, Jess. Spill—what's got you so worked up?' Jess laughed nervously, strong and unapologetic. 'Those damn shorts you wore today. Made me imagine things. Your ass, your everything. I got carried away.' Catherine smirked, crawling closer, assertive. 'And now I'm dripping wet listening to you. Horny doesn't cover it. You want to explore this? Say it.' Jess met her gaze, bold. 'Hell yes. Let's see where this goes—no holding back.' Catherine grinned wickedly. 'Good. Because I want to taste that pussy of yours while you make me come.' They shed clothes fast, bodies pressing close. Catherine's fingers found Jess's wet pussy, sliding in as Jess moaned, 'God, harder—make it drip.' Jess reached down, gripping Catherine's ass, whispering dirty fantasies: 'Imagine me on my knees, giving you a blowjob like it's a hard cock, sucking till you came.' Sweat beaded on their skin, panting growing ragged. Catherine licked along Jess's thigh, tongue exploring, while Jess ground against her hand. 'Your turn—fuck, this feels explosive.' They moved together, fingers and mouths frantic, building to a sweaty, cum-soaked peak where both came hard, bodies trembling in shared release.
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