We were in our early twenties at the time. Working food service. We had a group of friends who all drank and smoked together. Her name was Ash. Tall and thin. Tiny little tits. Tattooed, piercings, and a hair cut that screamed dyke.

One night we were up late drinking. It was getting really late and we were fucking gone by this point. I had been teasing her all night about her crush on this other girl in the group, who had been hooking up with a guy. Ash was fucking jealous and I knew it. I told her how she must be getting railed by him right now, after leaving not 30 minutes ago. She fired back at me. She gave as good as she got. I told her what she needed was a good fucking. I don't know if it was the copious drinks we had, or just the jealousy. But she hesitated for a moment, a second, but it was enough to know I had her.

I pressed her back into the couch, kissing her and forcing my tongue inside. I pushed my knee against her crotch, and felt her hips wiggle with desire.

Son she was splayed out, panties and jeans around her knees. Three fat fingers buried in her cunt, ramming her g spot. That was the first time she came that night. She squeeled and tried to hide. She thought she had pissed herself. She was insatiable. I bent her legs against her chest in the middle of our puddle. I fucked her hard, deep. I wanted her to know what she had been missing without cock. She ended up squirting 2 more times that night, and a pussy full of cum.

We would still hook up in secret. Not telling anyone else. Eventually she hooked up with some girl and moved in together. But I know she still thinks of those nights where she was just a little fuck toy.