Strokers - Abule Ijesha

It was coming from Claire’s room. She crept up to the door and bent down to look through the keyhole. Her mouth fell open in surprise. It was the bedpost creaking because Claire was holding on to it while she rode a stack of pillows with a blue vibrator laying flat in the middle.
Without even thinking about it, Ally’s hand slipped down to her pussy and she started to touch herself. As she was peeping through the keyhole, she saw Taylor lying back on the bed, watching Claire and playing with her own pussy. That turned Ally on and she licked her lips as she got horny and matched Taylor’s rubbing with her own. She needed little imagination to picture Taylor rubbing her pussy for her.
Claire was panting, and thrusting her pussy onto the vibrator, riding it back and forth. Ally watched Claire’s big, round breasts bouncing as she was thrusting. They would slap together and then pull apart; she had brown nipples, big, brown, long nipples. Ally wished she could reach a nipple with her fingers and pull it and tweak it and suck it. She looked back at Taylor; she was pinching her own nipple just like Ally wanted. Ally spread her legs wider and bent them, she liked to rub herself vigorously, she loved rubbing her clit fast because it would get hard and then she would feel that feeling like her tummy was flipping, it just got better from there until she climaxed.
Claire was cumming, Ally could see it, her face was squeezed together in concentration, it almost looked like she was in pain, and her knuckles were white around the bedpost. She heard Claire grunting and then arching her back and jerking back and forth over the vibrator as she came. She was trying her best to cum quietly and Ally could barely hear her moan through the door.
Ally felt her tummy flip and pussy gush and she groaned silently into her bent arm, which she had stuffed against her mouth. She jammed two fingers into her cunt, and banged herself extending her climax. She only slowed her finger fucking when her pussy stopped clenching. She was trying to breathe as deeply and silently as possible. She didn’t want her mom to hear her. When she could focus again she looked through the keyhole again she saw Claire lying back next to Taylor, they were sharing a deep embrace and a passionate kiss.
As Ally went back to her room, it occurred to her that Claire and Taylor looked far too relaxed together for this to be the first time something happened between them. Right under her nose with her best friend, Ally was angry and envious. She felt betrayed, how long had this been going on? On top of that they lied by omission by not telling her. She knew she was being childish and petty, but so much had happened in the last two years, she needed to know that her mom and friend had not changed. Yet they had. That worrying thought kept her awake for another hour until she finally fell asleep.