"Girl Talk" with Miley Cyrus and Emily Osment
"Girl Talk"
With Miley Cyrus and Emily Osment
Written by TPG
(FF, toys, rim, oral, anal)
This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
"Ugh, how can you drink that stuff?" Emily Osment whined. "I can't stand Tequila!"
Miley Cyrus giggled to herself as she glanced up at the time and noted that it was just after midnight.
With the whole house to themselves, the Hannah Montana star helped themselves to a stiff drink before the girls returned to Miley's bedroom and sat around in their sleep attire painting their nails and chatting about boys, as most teenagers their age did.
Taking another swig from the bottle, Miley looked across at her BFF whose face was etched in concentration, as she attempted to apply nail polish to her very last pinky toe.
She couldn't help but smile at her. Emily was just so damn adorable.
Watching her for a moment, she then let her eyes roam across her friend's body and admired the way Emily's smooth slender legs descended elegantly from under that oversized shirt.
With hair tied back, her long supple neck and delicate shoulders were now accentuated, and Miley could feel her face flush bright with excitement and her heart pound hard in her chest.
She swallowed hard as she suddenly detected her friends erect nipples protruding out from under the braless tee, and wiping her mouth of alcohol, shook her head trying to busy her perverted mind.
"Jesus, look at the size of those things." she thought to herself. "Her nipples are so hard... so ripe, so succulent."
Miley found herself squirming a little and gently bit her bottom lip as she fantasized about her best friend's puffy nipples.
"What the hell it wrong with me?" Miley finally mused. "I must be drunk, because I'm so damn horny right now."
Despite having recently celebrated her seventeenth birthday, the singer/songwriter had decided long ago that she was for the most part bisexual.
Sure she loved the feel of a nice hard cock deep inside her, but there was something about her co-star that really intrigued her. Emily was just so damn sweet and adorable that the mere mention of her name made her swoon.
In fact, the Disney star had had a secret girl-crush on Emily for the longest time, but in all that time had never found the nerve to tell her just how she felt.
Meanwhile as Miley pondered this absurd situation, Emily finished painting her nails and carefully capped the polish. She looked up, catching her friend leering vacantly at her breasts, and smiled.
"What?"
"Huh? Oh nothing," Miley answered defensively, "All done?"
"Yep," Emily announced, "Almost finished."
"Great!"
"You know, I just love spending the night here with you," Emily claimed, "We can stay up late and do all sorts of things together."
Miley let her imagination run away with her for a moment, as she suddenly envisaged her BFF lying sprawled out on her bed, naked as the day she was born, her legs spread wide as she frigged herself vehemently.
"Miley... MILEY! Are you okay?" Emily interrupted her train of thought. "You look a little flustered? Are you panting?"
The Disney star cleared her throat as she felt the liquid heat stirring between her legs. She couldn't believe how hot Emily made her at times. She could actually feel her panties grow damp.
"I'm fine." she finally croaked, "I just had a really long day."
"Are you sure?" Osment seemed concerned. "Here, come on. Maybe you'd better lie down for a bit?"
Emily helped her co-star over to the bed where the Hannah Montana star lay down and began to breathe easier... that was until Emily promptly switched off the lights in the room and suddenly climbed up onto the bed beside her, spooning her from behind.
Miley's breathing suddenly hitched again as her girlfriend snuggled up against her in the dark, their bodies perfectly aligned from head to toe.
"There, is that better?" Emily purred as she proceeded to brush and stroke her best friend's hair.
"Err, Emily?" Miley managed to choke out.
"Uh-Huh?"
"Um... nothing, never mind." Miley squeaked, changing her mind mid sentence.
It was during this exchange that Osment had shifted a little on the bed, and Miley felt one of those deliciously erect nipples brush up against her arm, driving her insane. She could now practically see it in her head, taste it in her mouth. Her mouth watered.
"I just love sleepovers, don't you?" Emily whispered into her friends ear, her hot breath inadvertently causing Miley to tremble with excitement.
"Yeah sure," she stammered nervously, as her body instinctively pushed back against her friend.
Without even realizing it, the ladies proceeded to rock back forth on the bed, gently grinding themselves against one another.
In fact, their bodies were in constant motion, almost dancing together, and Miley inhaled sharply as she felt Emily casually rest her hand over her hip bone, sending another jolt of electricity up Miley's spine.
"Actually, you know what?" Osment added, sitting up, "We should play a game."
"A game?" Miley rolled her eyes. "Like what?"
"How about Truth or Dare?" she suggested. "Isn't that a popular sleepover game?"
It was only now that Miley noticed that Emily's shirt had hitched up considerably, inadvertently exposing her long legs and underwear, and revealing her white cotton panties underneath.
The Nashville native felt her pussy flood and ache with desire as she sat up and leaned against the wall, trying in vain not to stare at her friend's exposed crotch and clear her mind of any lewd thoughts.
"I guess we could play it, sure why not?" Miley agreed. "In that case, I'll go first."
"OK!" Emily chirped excitedly.
"OK, Truth or dare?"
"Hmm..." her BFF contemplated, "Truth!"
"Have you ever fantasized about being with another girl?"
"Damn it!" thought Miley, as her subconscious had thrown the words out of her mouth before she could think through the pros and cons of such a loaded question.
Fact was, the songstress was already in such a state of mind that she wasn't entirely certain she could tolerate the answer. Fortunately for her Emily found this amusing and simply giggled.
"Sure I have." she stated cheerfully, "Hasn't everyone?"
"I know but, have you ever thought about it while masturbating?"
"Who says I masturbate?" Emily quipped, making them both laugh.
"No seriously. When you get off, do you ever thing about other girls?"
"Sometimes I do, I guess?" Emily confessed, "Depends, really. Depends how horny I am, and if I'm still horny or not."
Miley raised a brow, "How many times do you get off in a day?"
"Hmm, I don't know?"
Emily blushed for the first time as she recalled the previous day's events.
"Hey wait a minute," she then objected. "You only get to ask me one question at a time, you cheat!"
Miley giggled as her friend's forgetfulness, while Emily playfully slapped her on the arm.
Nevertheless, Emily pondered her friends probing question for a moment before she suddenly grabbed hold of Miley's Tequila bottle and helped herself to a healthy dose.
This unexpected action surprised Cyrus, who up until that point assumed Emily did not drink.
"Hey! I thought you said you hated Tequila?"
Emily chose to ignore her remarks and eagerly downed a mouthful of spirit, grimacing loudly as she handed her back the bottle.
"UGH! That's so vile Miley! How do you drink it?"
"Hey, I don't care!" she affirmed. "Just as long as if gets me drunk, then I'm happy!"
"Whatever!"
"So come on, tell me?" Miley insisted, "How many times do you masturbate, Ems?"
"I don't know, about once or twice times a day?" she admitted while wiping her mouth, "What about you? And be honest."
Miley beamed mischievously.
"Honestly? I do it a lot."
"How much is a lot?"
"Oh I dunno, at least three or four times a day!" she confessed.
"Really?!"
"Yep, whenever I get the chance."
"What, just with your fingers?" Emily enquired as she took another swig.
The pintsized star clearly despised the brew but now seemed determined to get drunk and join her friend in the same fun filled state of mind.
"Yeah I prefer my fingers mostly," Miley admitted. "But I also have a toy I use regularly at home."
"Are you serious?!" Emily suddenly perked up, "Where? Here?! Can I see it?"
Miley snickered to herself as she simply reached under her pillow beside them on the bed and without further ado presented Emily with her personal vibrator.
"OMG! Look at it!" Emily swooned, snatching it from her friends grasp.
"Oh wow, I want one!"
Judging from her overly jubilant reaction it was clear that Emily did not own a sex toy of any kind.
"Well at least now I know what to get you for Christmas?" Miley chuckled.
Emily studied the toy intently for a few moments, switching it on and off several times and marveling at the noise, before she suddenly brought the plastic phallus up to her nose and inhaled the musky scent.
"Emily!" Miley exclaimed, "What are you doing?"
"Huh? Oh sorry." she blushed, "It's just a habit I have. I like to sniff things."
To Miley's amusement, Emily seemed utterly fixated with the toy and could not stop touching and stroking it with her fingers.
Watching her play with it in such an erotic way also seemed to have an unexpected side effect on Miley, as she now had to use all her strength to repress the growing heat emanating between her legs.
"Should I give you two some privacy?" Cyrus snickered.
"Can I ask you something?" Emily replied in all seriousness.
"Shoot."
"You think you could let me borrow it sometime?"
"Hell no!" Miley laughed. "Get your own vibrator, Emily!"
Just then, Miley snatched the toy from her friend's grasp and without thinking slipped it into her mouth, twirling the cylindrical device between her lips and gliding her long wet tongue around the tip.
Watching her, Emily suddenly felt her own panties flood with excitement.
"Mm... that looks so fucking hot Miley." she let out. "I bet you give the best blow jobs, huh?"
"Shit yeah, and don't I know it! I love sucking cock!"
"I bet that feels real nice in your mouth huh?" she almost purred.
Miley paused for a moment and grinned, "Here, you try."
And with that, she suddenly placed the wet toy against her friend's lips and urged her BFF to open her mouth and accept it. Emily hesitated for just a moment before she opened her mouth and proceeded to suck on the shiny sex toy.
"Hmm, now doesn't that feel good?" Miley cooed as she fed her friend the toy, sliding it in and out of Osment's mouth.
It was only a moment later that it suddenly occurred to both of them just how incredibly erotic and seedy the entire affair was, considering Emily was now sucking and savoring on a toy that had frequently been stuffed inside Miley's cunt.
Feeling wicked, Miley then snickered, "How does that feel? How does my pussy taste?"
In an instant, Emily's eyes shot open and she instinctively grimaced before spitting out the slick toy.
Still, although she might have objected on the surface, inwardly she was incredibly aroused, so much so that she was now entertaining the idea of running off to the bathroom to get off all over her fingers.
In fact, both girls were so aroused by this point that it was hard not to notice the strong musky stench of sex in the air, with both of their panties flooded with excitement.
Fortunately neither one of them had the nerve to mention it, as they both assumed they were the ones in fact giving off the scent.
"I bet if feels real good between your legs though?" Emily added a moment later. "How do you use it?"
"How do you think, silly? You simply rub it up against your clit and let the toy do all the work."
"But..."
"You do know where your clit is, right?"
"Yeah or course I do, DUH! But don't you... you know, slid it inside at all?"
"Yeah sometimes I do," Miley admitted, "But only when I'm feeling extra horny, or if I'm close to coming or something like that. In that case, I bury that fucker all the way inside and turn it up to eleven, and come all over it!"
Emily actually heard herself gasp to Miley's depiction and instinctively squeezed her thighs together.
The ladies sat in relative silence for a few moments still visualizing the image of Miley screaming out an orgasm as she frantically speared the buzzing object in and out of her dripping clam.
Finally, they returned to the game at hand.
"Anyways, I think it's your turn now?"
"Um, OK?" Emily said, shaking her head, "Truth or dare?"
Miley contemplated her next move for a moment before she finally replied with "Truth."
"Have you ever kissed another girl before?"
"Sure have." she answered quickly, shocking her friend.
"What?! When, where?" Emily stammered, looking a little confused. "How come I'm only hearing about this now? Are you holding out on me?"
Noting this response, Miley laughed to herself.
"Hmm, judging from that reaction I don't even know if I should tell you or not?"
"Aw, not fair! Tell me! Tell me Miley!" Emily proclaimed, while jumping up and down on the bed. "Tell me now! Please? Pleeeease?!"
"Well OK. Remember last month when I told you that the girls were staying over my place for the weekend?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, something kind of... happened."
Pausing for a moment, Emily Osment's eyes grew to the size of saucers and her head looked as though it was about to explode with speculation.
"What do you mean?!" she exclaimed.
"Let's just say the girls and I kind of experimented a little."
"Huh? What? What are you talking about?" Emily huffed. "Who experimented? What happened? Tell me! Tell me now!"
"OK-OK, Jesus!"
"Well, remember how I told you how Selena and Demi were spending the night here?"
"OK yeah, I remember that." Emily recalled, as Miley went on. "You guys even called me that night."
"Anyway, it was later that evening in the middle of the night that I had to get up to pee, and when I walked back to the bed I kinda caught Selena and Demi totally making out with each other!"
"Whaaaaat?!" Emily snapped. "Are you serious? What are you saying?"
"Those two were totally going for it in the other bed! I swear!"
"OMFG!" Emily exclaimed loudly, "I can't believe it! They're lesbians?!"
"Yep. I totally caught them red handed, and they finally admitted to me that they frequently fooled around with each other. They've apparently been together for years now, and no one has a clue that they're not just friends, but lovers!"
Emily Osment was utterly dumbstruck by the revelation as she listened to Miley describe the scene.
"So anyway, we ended up talking about it and one thing eventually led to another... and the next thing I know the three of us are totally making out right here on the bed."
As expected, Emily was absolutely flabbergasted and blown away by the news.
"Are you kidding me?!"
"No, I swear!" Miley vowed, "And I have to tell you something Ems... it was soooo fucking hot!"
Emily was visibly shocked but yet strangely excited by Miley's revelation.
"So what was it like?" she asked excitedly. "How did it happen? Who kissed who first? Tell me everything!"
"OK, well I told them that I was totally fine with them being gay or whatever, but Selena insisted that they were only bi-curious since they both had steady boyfriends."
"Yeah right... go on!"
"Anyway, I tried to convince them that I was totally open to it, and to prove it to them I insisted they make out with each other right in front of me, which they did."
Emily swooned as Miley went on.
"Wow."
"But then, Selena then made a wise crack about me being shy and stuck up, and the next thing I know she and I are totally making out!"
"OMG really?" Emily exclaimed. "Go on, tell me more!"
"So Selena and I were totally making out, and she then insisted that I kiss Demi so that she didn't feel left out... and the next thing I know, the entire slumber party turned into this huge fucking orgy, with the girls totally taking advantage of me."
"They did? How did they manage to do that?"
"Well, while Demi distracted me with kisses they both disrobed me without me realizing, and while I was preoccupied, one of them started to finger me."
"One of them?" Emily quipped. "You mean you don't remember?"
"Nope! There was just no way to tell as there were hands, fingers, and lips everywhere Ems. And before I could object, Gomez took me by surprise and totally went down on me!"
"NO WAY!"
"You have no idea, Ems." Miley added. "The things those girls did to me that night, were just... mind-blowing. They totally opened my eyes to something wonderful that night."
"Did you... you know?"
"Did I, what?"
"You know... go down on them too?"
Miley refused to answer initially but the shit-eating grin on her face was unmistakable.
"You did, didn't you?" Emily snickered, "I can always tell when you're lying."
"Well, can you blame me!?" Miley defended. "Besides, it's not like I had a choice in the matter."
"Huh?"
Miley went on to explain.
"One minute Demi is going down on me and the next thing I know Selena gets up and straddles me face, and literally shoves her pussy right over my mouth and tells me to eat her!"
"Oh my god! What did you do?"
"Duh? What do you think I did? I ate her pussy!"
Emily sat back trying to take it all in. She couldn't believe that her closest friends were gay, or the fact that they had experimented with one another, and behind her back no less.
"So anyway, to answer your question," Miley reverted back to the game, "Yes, I've kissed another girl. And it was awesome!"
Just then, Emily playfully pouted.
"Aw, not fair! Why do I always have to miss out?"
"You should have been there Ems," Miley added with a grin. "I was thinking about you the entire time too."
It was only a moment later that Miley realized the slip-up she made with her last comment. Fortunately for her, the remark went right over Emily's head, or so it seemed and she quickly changed topics.
"Well... what about you?" Miley quickly redirected the conversation, "Have you kissed a girl yet?"
"Nope," Emily replied. "I guess I'm not pretty enough?"
"Don't say that," Miley sympathized with her. "You know that isn't true. You know I think you're pretty."
Emily mockingly sniffled as her BFF offered her a friendly hug and comforted her.
They held each other tight, and once again Miley's perverted mind began to reel as she could feel her friends unrestrained breasts press against her ribs.
The ladies squeezed each other before Miley offered her a quick peck on the cheek.
"But you have thought about it, right?" Miley queried. "Be honest, just between you and me? It has crossed your mind, right?"
Emily responded by blushing brightly, her eyes suddenly fixated on Miley's succulent lips.
"Of course it has!" she admitted.
"Have you been fantasizing about anyone in particular?" Miley teased. "Anyone I know?"
The girls both knew who Miley was referring to, and Emily refused to answer her verbally, but the expression on her face spoke volumes.
Miley then laughed out loud as she watched Emily grab the Tequila bottle yet again and help herself to another hefty gulp, hoping the elixir would offer her some Dutch courage.
"Okay," Emily finally said, attempting to change the subject and move on with the game, "Truth or Dare, Miley?"
"Dare!" Miley smugly answered.
"Hmm, let me see. I dare you..."
Emily weighed her options carefully, before a sly grin appeared in the corners of her mouth.
"...I dare you to take off all of your clothes!"
"What? Why?" Miley gasped. "Emily! I can't..."
Her friend simply grinned smugly to herself as Miley felt her panties flood in a mixture of fear, excitement, and anticipation.
It wasn't so much the nudity portion of the dare that she had a problem with, but more over the fact that in her current state Emily would surely see just how incredibly aroused (and wet) she in fact was.
"Oh come on!" Emily urged, "You owe me!"
"Huh? And how do you figure that?"
"Well, you guys did fool around when I was away..." she started to explain.
"And you figure getting me naked will make up for that somehow?"
Emily laughed as she picked up the vibrator, "Are you refusing a challenge?"
"Um... what do you think you're going to do with that exactly?"
The ladies laughed.
"I dunno, I haven't decided yet!"
Despite the lighthearted nature of their conversation, the tension in the room was electric.
"Come on Miley, don't be such a prude! Get naked! Take it off bitch!" Emily insisted, making Miley's mouth fall open.
In all the time she had known her co-star, Miley had never heard Emily speak so bluntly or candidly before. She was almost certain it was the alcohol talking. Nonetheless, no matter what it was Miley liked it.
"Besides," Emily added, "It's not like it's that bright in here, and I'm sure you sleep naked anyways, right?"
With trembling hands, Miley gripped the bottom of her tank top, and with a little fortifying breath, pulled the garment over her head, causing her pert teenage breasts to spill out and jiggle freely, taking Emily's breath away.
Blushing hard, she then lay back and raised her hips up off the mattress, and clutching her shorts and panties in one action, she slid them down her smooth legs, ultimately leaving her as naked as the day she was born.
Meanwhile as Miley undressed, Emily proceeded to play and fondle the sex toy yet again, and without realizing it proceeded to such and slide it in and out of her mouth.
At this point Miley was blushing so hard her face was almost burning, yet Emily looked surprisingly calm and confident, no doubt feeling courageous from the alcohol.
"Happy?" the songstress snapped, as she tried to hide her modesty with her hands as best she could.
Despite her best efforts, her nipples were extremely hard, and she knew Emily could clearly tell that she was aroused about something.
"Okay smart-ass," Miley quipped. "It's my turn again right? Truth or Dare?"
"Truth!" Emily snickered, which naturally annoyed her naked friend.
"Hmm, okay..." Miley thought hard.
"If you had to make out with just one of your friends, who would you choose?"
The girls both laughed loudly and helped themselves to another swig of Tequila, almost fighting over the bottle. It seemed they both now wanted some extra confidence before proceeding.
"I'm not answering that!" Emily declared.
"Oh? Why not?"
"Because it can only get me in trouble."
"Hey, I don't care if you have a secret crush on Demi or something?" Miley smiled. "I see the way you look at her."
Emily giggled.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I've noticed the way you get all weak in the knees and shit around her. It's not half obvious, Ems. You're constantly checking out her butt, and you always talk about her."
Emily blushed and giggled some more.
"In fact, I'm not the only one to notice either. Let's just say Demi is definitely interested, if you are?"
"What? No, that's not it," she grinned nervously. "And you know that."
Miley knew that her BFF was in fact thinking about her and not their friends, but she wanted to taunt her a little, and seemed intent on making Emily actually say the words.
Suddenly there was an awkward silence between them as they both stared at each other, both of them now drunk and sharing a moment together.
"You can say it, come on." Miley urged her to confess her true feelings, but Emily was suddenly tongue tied and ashamed and she shook her head.
"In that case, you know what?" Miley finally affirmed. "I dare you to take off that shirt."
"Hey, you had your turn!"
"Screw the game, Ems." Miley quipped, while suddenly scooting up to sit closer to her friend, and in the process giving Emily a real eyeful.
Emily could feel the heat emanating from her friends naked body and it excited her.
"Come on, I dare you. I dare you to take off all your clothes and sit here naked with me."
Hesitating for just a moment, Emily bit her bottom lip as she finally permitted Miley to slide her shirt over her head, leaving her completely topless and exposed to her friends hungry eyes.
She now sat there on the bed in nothing more than her white cotton panties.
"And the panties too," Miley insisted. "If I have to be naked, than so do you."
With that said, Emily rolled her eyes as she lay back on the large bed and dragged her panties down her long slender legs, exposing her sex briefly and leaving her utterly naked and uncovered as her famous BFF.
"There, happy?" she repeated Miley's earlier remark.
Dropping any pretense, Miley openly eyeballed her co-star and licked her lips as she admired her friend's puffy nipples, and glanced down to see that Emily had shaved off all of her pubic hair, leaving her as bald and baby smooth as she was.
"I see you copied me again?" Miley claimed, referring to her clean shaven box.
"Huh? What do you mean...?"
But before Emily could respond appropriately, Miley giggled to let her know that she was only kidding.
It was only now that Emily realized just how close the two (naked) starlets were sitting on the bed, far too close for her to be able to breathe much less think rationally.
"This is crazy." Emily whispered to herself as they shared another swig of alcohol together, her heart racing in her chest.
"Hey, this was your idea remember?" Miley beamed before snatching the bottle from her friend and moving it out of the way.
Suddenly, Miley reached out and gingerly placed her hand on Emily's shoulder, brushing away a stray hair, and causing a jolt of electricity to shoot up Emily's spine.
"OK, Truth or Dare?" Miley murmured, her lips too close to her own.
"Dare." Emily stammered softly, her eyes locked on Miley's.
"Are you sure?"
Emily nodded meekly.
"OK, I dare you... to kiss me!" Miley challenged, "To kiss me on the lips right now!"
"But..."
"But what," Miley interrupted her train of thought, as their faces moved towards one another.
"But I..."
"We both know you want to Emily. Admit it." Miley whispered, her face now inches away from her friends.
"It's OK," Miley whispered seductively, her lips almost touching her. "I want this too."
Overwhelmed, Emily could barely breath much less speak, watching as her best friend and co-star of several years slowly leaned in towards her and at the very last moment paused.
Emily opened her eyes and wondered what she was waiting for?
"If I'm lying," Miley added softly, "Then why are you closing your eyes right now?"
"I... I..."
Suddenly, Miley leaned forward and in an instant her mouth captured Emily's and their eyes fell shut.
Miley's lips were soft, yet bold, and Emily whimpered audibly as she felt her friends tongue swiftly delve between her lips and effortlessly slid around inside her mouth.
"Mmpphhfff..." she moaned, as the last of their inhibitions flew right out the window.
Without wasting another moment, Miley immediately took charge and mutely persuaded Emily to lie back onto the bed together to make out.
The ladies kissed each other passionately for several moments before Miley finally straddled her hips and kissed her even longer and harder.
Emily's head was reeling as she felt Miley's hands keenly glide across her body and cup her young breasts, her own hands instinctively reached down to fondle the teen queen's buttocks with both hands, urging her on.
They broke their embrace and both gasped for air, eyes finally opening and drinking in the vision of one another. Miley grinned slyly, her lips and chin smeared with saliva.
"Miley..." Emily started to say, before her BFF silenced her thoughts with another kiss.
Suddenly, the Hannah Montana star proceeded to kiss Emily's neck and throat, and dipping her head even lower and began to grasp the taut bud of her puffy nipple with her lips, suckling it hard into her mouth and causing a lewd and sloppy popping sound to emanate for the bed in the dark.
"Ugh God," Emily purred, as her head fell back in bliss and he hands brushed through Miley's hair, urging her on.
For her party, Miley responded by wiggling her hips in a circular motion, and proceeded to grind her sex against her knee.
"Ooh, I need you." Emily heard herself emit. "I need you so bad. I love you so much!"
Miley gently bit at her friends nipples with her teeth, and dragged it as far as she could, before it popped out of her mouth, still slick with saliva.
"Ugh! I love you too." she replied lustfully, as her own passion reached a fever pitch.
Fact of the matter was, both of them had been dreaming and fantasizing about this very moment for the longest time, and now it was finally here.
At that precise moment in time, Emily was so incredibly wet that her body ached for release and the feel of the other against her flesh.
To her credit, Miley seemed to sense this and she simply responded by dipping her head once again and proceeded to kiss every inch of available flesh, licking and tasting her friend's neck, breasts, ribs, and hips, before running her long wet tongue around her abdomen and leaving sweet butterfly kisses around the very edge of her sensitive bellybutton.
"Please..." Emily whimpered, her naked body squirming and trembling involuntarily.
The ladies now interlocked their fingers, holding hands as Miley teased her with her mouth.
The songstress knew exactly what Emily yearned for but again, felt obliged to hear her say it. Kissing around the lower abdomen region, she smiled up at her moaning friend.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No, please..." Emily groaned. "Please, Miley..."
"What baby?" Miley cooed up at her. "Tell me what you want?"
"Please, make love to me... lick me."
"Lick you where?"
"Lick my pussy... please."
"You mean your cunt!?" Miley snapped back, causing her friend to moan at the mere word.
"Do you want me to eat your cunt, Emily?"
"Yes. Yes, please."
"Say it," she urged. "I want to hear you say it. Tell me to eat your cunt Emily."
In the state she was in, Emily did not hesitate.
"Please Miley. Please... eat my cunt."
"With pleasure," Miley smirked before she dipped her head lower.
Emily's moaned as her fingers threaded through her friends unruly curls. Miley made her way steadily lower until her head rested between Osment's splayed thighs.
She wriggled under her newfound lover's scrutiny, and with wide eyes, squirmed wildly as the starlet licked over the soft folds of flesh, briefly tasting and then savoring the other girl's arousal, feeding her own.
"Please..." Emily cooed breathlessly, her back arched sharply and her lower lip caught between her teeth as Miley's warm tongue finally pushed into her.
"Ooh!" Emily gasped loudly, a single vain in her neck standing predominately as she tensed her body.
"Mmm... you taste so sweet." Miley muttered into the heated flesh of the other's sex. "And you smell so fucking good right now!"
Her lips wrapped around the older girl's clitoris and Emily shuddered and groaned aloud.
"UUGHH Fuck!" she grimaced as a finger suddenly delved into her clinging heat and her mouth sucked at the quivering bundle of nerves.
"Miley... Oh! Ugh! Miley!" Emily moaned incoherently, "Oh God!"
A second digit soon joined the first, and gently curled upward, rubbing every nerve of her secret place as they slipped out from her womanhood, before spearing back in.
"I wanna see you cum, Ems." Miley whispered before kissing and biting her inner thighs, "I want you to cum all over my mouth?! Can you do that? Can you do that for me, huh?"
Emily simply squirmed and thrashed about wildly on the bed and tugged on Miley's hair to let her know that she was reaching her zenith. But to her chagrin, her friend pulled away making Emily groan in frustration.
"Ugh! No! Please Miley!" she begged. "Please don't tease me! I'm so close!"
"Shh..." Miley crooned, moving back up and capturing Emily's mouth again.
"Kiss me!"
Emily happily reciprocated and the two co-stars kissed each other with renewed passion, this time savoring her essence and almost devouring one another.
"I've wanted to fuck you for so long." Miley confessed between kisses.
"Me too," her BFF replied breathlessly. "I love you Miley. I love you so much."
There was no doubt that Emily absolutely loved making out with Miley and would happily do so for hours on end.
Noting this, Miley manipulated their legs, and moved to position their limps so that they could scissor one another and grind against each other's sex while making out.
It was apparently a maneuver Selena and Demi had perfected and shown Miley how to do during their hot slumber party. Pulled back slightly, Miley then hovered over her lovers face and extended her long tongue.
"Do you really love me?" she stated, before she slowly speared out her tongue and allowed a drool of spit to dribble out and seep into her friend's open mouth, some of it dripping across her lips and chin.
"Ugh." Emily grunted at the extremely lewd and kinky act.
Nevertheless, she keenly accepted her reward and suddenly moaning aloud, abruptly reached up to the snatch the back of her best friends head and kissed her hard on the lips, fusing their mouths together.
The new found lovers explored each other's mouths intently and wiggled their hips against one another, both moaning into each other's mouths as they kissed.
Miley then sat up strand, and while clutching one of Emily's legs, proceeded to lick her feet and toes as she rubbed her sex against her friends, and the two imitated sex.
"Ugh Fuck! Ugh Fuck! You feel that? Yeah?"
Miley then took this opportunity to sit back and spread and legs, apparently insisting that Emily return the favor. But to her surprise, she felt a hand on her shoulder urging her to wait.
"Wait," Emily grinned. "I want you over me. I want you to sit on my face."
Miley smiled slyly to this suggestion and obeyed willingly, knowing that this was what Emily had always fantasized about for so long.
With that, she carefully crawled above her friend and gingerly positioned herself directly over the girls face, straddling her salivating mouth, before gently lowering herself until she felt Emily's lips softly caress her sex.
"Ooh fuck yes!" Miley let out. "I think I'm going to enjoy this."
A moment later, the "Party in the USA" singer moaned while cupping her own breasts, relishing the feel of Emily's rough and inexperienced tongue eagerly glide over and between her moist labia's.
Despite her innocence, Emily sure was keen and eager to please, and wasn't shy about thrusting the whole of her wet tongue deep onto her friend's hot minge, at one point fucking her with it.
"Oh yes! Yes!" Miley purred, "Right there! Deeper! Faster! Oh Emily! Fuck me with your tongue! I like that!"
Grinding her hips back and forth, she finally moved horizontally across her lover's body, to place the ladies into a 69 position on the bed.
Almost immediately her own tongue darted out of her mouth and probed between Emily's parted legs, gently caressing her gleaming slot and savoring the girl's essence, and causing them both to groan and whimper involuntarily.
There Miley's mouth descended fully over Emily's teenage sex and opened entirely around her lover's mound, tongue thrusting deep and hard, the sounds of the action only making them more aroused.
Emily could feel Miley's hands gripping her buttocks apart, urging her to spread her long legs as wide as possible, as she now lovingly sucked on her smooth lips, and passion threatened to burn her alive.
Miley for her own part, was desperate to get her off, and in the process slithered her hot wet tongue across her friends perineum and abruptly buried it into her backdoor, causing Emily to gasped with surprise and shriek out loud with a mouth full of pussy.
"MMHHHH! OOH!!"
"Mm yeah, you like that?" Miley grunted from between Emily's legs. "You like my tongue in your ass?"
"Do me!" she urged. "Stick your tongue in my butthole Ems! I really like that! Do it!"
Without hesitation, Emily found herself craning her neck and sliding the tip of her wet tongue across Miley's puckered butthole, filling the twitching crevice with her hot, wet tongue.
This of course had the desired effect, and Miley shrieked out loud and thrashed about violently above her, inadvertently grinding her throbbing clit against her friends drooling chin.
Thinking quickly, Miley then reached over to the side of the bed, and snatching her vibrator, plunged the fake cock deep inside her friend's backdoor, causing Emily to almost jump out of her skin as she was filled abruptly and completely.
"MMPPHHFFF! OOOHH! FUUUUCK!" she cried out at the top of her lungs.
Miley locked her mouth firmly around Emily's simmering box, and while hungrily chewing on her sensitive nub, began to ass-fuck her friend with the battery operated sex toy on the bed.
"OMFG!!!" Emily cried out. "MILEY! OH FUCK YOUR GONNA MAKE ME COME!! NNRRGHHHHH!!"
Following her instructions Emily then swiftly paid her lover in kind, and using just her fingers eagerly plunged them knuckle deep into Miley's tight passageway, filling her ass with two digits and bringing her off anally moments later.
"OHH! OH YOU FUCKING BITCH!!" Miley bemoaned, "You did not just... OHH YES!! FUUUUCK!!"
In a flurry of tongues, moans, fingers and toys, they both rolled over onto their sides while still locked in that 69 position and came hard.
Fire raced through their veins and the heady tonic of passion made them dizzy. Ecstasy ripped through them, and they both thrashed about wildly yet pressed themselves to the other even more.
When they finally came down from their shared high, both sweating and limp, Miley moved to curl up beside her new lover. She looked over at her friend lazily, still grinning dumbly.
"Whose turn was it again?"
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