A Bet Between Friends

Charlotte and Lily kick back in Lily's cozy bedroom, the air buzzing with that post-date vibe. 'So, how's that bet holding up?' Charlotte asks, eyebrow arched. Lily squirms, eyes darting away like she's busted. 'I... lost it,' she mumbles, cheeks flushing hot. 'Lily!' Charlotte hollers, smacking her with the fluffy bed pillow. 'You weren't even gonna spill?' 'Of course I was,' Lily fires back, giggling through the embarrassment. 'Just... I couldn't hack two weeks without a guy date. Couldn't help myself.' Charlotte smirks, leaning in. 'Worth it? That date rock your world?' Lily snorts. 'With boys? Never. It sucked eggs—he ignored me all night, like I was wallpaper.' 'And you? Did you suck?' Charlotte teases, mischief twinkling in her eyes. 'Eww, no way,' Lily shoots down, laughing. But Charlotte's not letting it slide. 'Date details don't change squat—you lost, babe. Time to pay up.' 'C'mon, one more shot?' Lily begs, batting lashes. Nah, Charlotte's ironclad: a bet's a bet. Fine, Lily caves. Loser massages winner, so Lily's hands get to work on Charlotte's tense shoulders. Charlotte faces away, sighing deep. 'Mmm, winning feels damn good.' 'Shut it,' Lily play-scolds, fingers kneading deeper. Quiet settles in, just the soft rhythm of Lily's touch unwinding Charlotte's knots. 'Can't believe that dude ghosted you like that,' Charlotte breaks in, voice laced with sass. 'Boys are straight-up idiots.' She glances back over her shoulder, eyes locking with a flirty spark. 'Wanna dodge all that boy drama? Easy fix.' Lily perks up. 'How? I don't wanna stay a virgin or just rub one out forever.' Charlotte grins wicked. 'Ditch the dudes. Date women instead.' Lily's jaw drops. 'Whoa, never crossed my mind.' 'Think about it,' Charlotte purrs. 'Women catch the details, get what you're feeling, got that soft touch—and hell, a chick knows exactly what hits the spot for another.' Lily bites her lip, curiosity flickering. 'Sounds wild... but new territory for me.' Hold up, Lily pauses, gears turning. 'Wait—is that your secret? Hooking up with girls to skip guys for two weeks?' Charlotte chuckles. 'Boys? Zero pull for me. Girls? That's my jam. Bet was a breeze.' Lily's stunned, words stuck in her throat. Charlotte spins around, facing her full-on. 'Hey, no words needed.' Her hands slide up Lily's smooth, bare legs, warm and sure. 'As your bestie, you can trust me to... explore some new fun with.' Lily's eyes go wide. 'What kinda fun?' Charlotte inches closer, breath hot on Lily's ear. 'The steamy stuff girls do together.' She dives in, lips brushing Lily's soft and sweet. Lily hesitates a beat, then melts, kissing back fierce. Heat builds fast—their tongues tangle, hands roam wild. Charlotte's on a mission, peeling off Lily's top to reveal those perky tits, nipples begging for attention. She kisses them gentle, then sucks, drawing out Lily's throaty moans. Shorts hit the floor next, Lily panting hard, legs parting. Charlotte drops low, face hovering over that pretty, bald pussy, ready to dive in tongue-first. She's just warming up on Lily, but bet your ass, when she's through, boys'll be ancient history.