T-Girl Meets T-Girl

Charlene had a big smile on her full lips. To Ashley's surprise, she was much more aggressive than the guys. Ashley couldn't believe it when she saw Charlene's hand snake down one of the man's pants.

Charlene wrapped an arm around each guy's back and strolled over to where Ashley was sitting. "Meet my friend Amy. She just broke up with her boyfriend." Charlene made a puppy dog pout face.

That started a conversation between Ashley and one of the guys. Pretty soon the four of them were dancing. Ashley watched her friend grind herself into one of them. Charlene was sporting a boner. She looked worriedly at both of the guys but realized neither of them noticed. They were just happy to have a couple wild college girls shaking their titties.

Throughout the night their dancing partners and drinking partners changed, but the smiles on their faces didn't. It wasn't until late into the night that they had a moment alone without some horndog feeling up one or the other. Ashley lost track of how many hands had tried to cop a feel.

Charlene pulled Ashley into the bathroom so that they could do their lady business and have a minute to talk. Charlene applied a new layer of lipstick on her full lips in the mirror while Ashley relieved her bladder of all the drinks.

"So who do you want to take home?" Charlene asked her friend.

"My mom would freak out if I brought some random dude home. What are you talking about?" Ashley laughed.

"You've gotta crash at my apartment tonight. I thought that one bartender was cute. Did you like him?"

Instead of answering, Ashley asked, "Why were we using fake names all night? Did you finally lose it Charlene?" Ashley popped out of the bathroom stall and turned the water on at the sink next to her friend.

"I don't give out our real names cutie. Fuck em then duck em. That's what I always say." She grinned, putting her makeup away.

"How crude." Ashley poked her friend in the ribs, "I bet you've broken a few hearts."