After All these years

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The Cast

Camille - A tall woman - almost 6' - short blonde hair, green eyes and a 34B-28-33 figure.

Sabrina - A gorgeous redhead. At 5'8" - 38D-28-36 - curves in all the right places - smiling blue eyes framed by shoulder length red hair.

Story
Camille and Sabrina are childhood friends. They have been very close - sharing the most initimate secrets. After graduating from high school they promised that they would stay in touch forever...However, location, fate and time have prevented them from staying in touch.

Much has happened over the past 15+ years.

Camille is now a computer consultant. She has given up on men and has a fondness for women. She loves to wear short skirts and tops that show off her figure.

Sabrina - moved in with her high school sweetheart. However as time went on, she could no longer bear the physical and emotioal abuse. She walked out and is now wary of any relationships with men. Moving to a new city, she is looking for friends. Lonely, she ponders her next move...

Until fate intervenes once again...
 
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Camille

Fuck...Its so damn hot here... I curse as I look around me in the mall.

I need a drink and I need a smoke. Also having ended my relationship with Sandy 2 weeks ago, I need sex. I need a tongue in my pussy.

I am horny and need to feel a woman next to me.

I look around the food court wondering if any of the women could be seduced.

No such luck...

I head to Victoria Secret
I hate wearing a bra or panties, but then need them for work.

I walk along drink in my hand looking at the various shops.

Wham... the drink is knocked out of my hand spilling on my top.

"What the fu..." I start to curse. The woman who had collided with me apolgizes...
 
Sabrina

"Oh, hell. I am so sorry".....the bags I was carrying fall to the floor.

I can't believe I am such a clutz. Here I am, trying to get past my previous life, and I can't even get past myself. All I wanted to do was go to the mall and escape for awhile. I can't even melt away into the background like any normal person would.

I stoop to pick up my bags and the person I slammed into stoops, surprisingly, to help.

I notice long, slim hands and red painted fingernails. I glance up, finally getting the nerve to look this person in the eye. "You don't have to help me. Really, I can get...." The words die in my throat as my eyes connect with hers. A big grin slowly spreads over my face.

"Oh my God! Camille! Is that really you?" She has changed alot, but is still the same in so many ways.

We slowly stand up and she looks at me, stunned. "Sabrina?!?! I can't believe this!"

I feel an unfamiliar jolt of electricity looking at her. We used to be the closest friends, but it's been so long. Suddenly, I'm at a loss for words. I just smile and fumble with my bags, waiting for her to say something else.

She grabs me, engulfing me in a tight hug.
 
Camille

"Sabrina? Its you?" I stare at her...
"Fancy running into you here"

"How long has it been? God... it seems like ages "

I hug her... taking her in my arms.

Her arm brushes against my nipples thru the light fabric and it feels like a jolt of electricity. I supress my desire to kiss those luscious lips.

I kissed her on cheeks.

"Hows Brad?" I ask referring to her boy-friend and sweetheart.

"Its a long story" Sabrina offers.

"Lets do this... Why dont we go to my apartment. I have to change anyway" I offer, pointing to my stained top.

We head towards the exit ... chatting away, catching up on the years lost.

"Hey you know what, why dont I give you a ride... we can pick up your car later." She nods yes.

I take her to my BMW F 650CS motorbike parked on one side of the mall.

I see the look of surprise on Sabrina's face...
 
Sabrina

It felt so good to see Camille again. As we walked and talked, it was like all those years apart just evaporated. She was so easy to talk to. She was always the wild one. I was the shy one. She was good for me because she kept me from isolating myself and turning into a mouse. The mouse that I had become by the time Brad was through with me. And now, I was looking at one of the most beautiful motorcycles I had ever seen. The gas tank was a deep candy apple red and it sparkled in the sunlight.

"Wow, that's a beauty." I said.

Camille smiled proudly. "Yeah, she's my baby. So, come on, get on!"

I ran to my car and deposited my packages quickly and returned.

As I rounded the corner, I stopped for a moment to watch her since she didn't see me. She was leaning against the bike, fluffing her wet shirt back and forth with one hand. I could see her tanned midriff leading down into low rise jeans. Her nipples became prominent from her actions. My mouth went dry and I had to lick my lips. I had no idea what was wrong with me, so I just shook myself and started walking again.

She smiled. God, she always had been so pretty. And so popular. I was popular in school just because I had been her friend.

"Hop on and hang on tight!"

I got behind her and rested my hands on her waist.

"You're gonna have to hang on better than that unless you like the idea of falling off."

I put my arms around her midriff and placed my hands against her stomach. It was warm and soft. As she started the bike, it began to rumble and vibrate between my legs. She got better situated, leaning into me and I could smell her perfume. My mouth went dry again and I had a sudden urge to stick my nose in her neck and inhale deeply. What the hell was wrong with me?

I closed my eyes and leaned against her back, just getting lost in my own thoughts and enjoying the feel of the wind in my hair.

When we stopped at a light, Camille turned slightly to me, like she was about to say something.
 
Camille

Sabrina looked gorgeous. God! How I wanted to kiss those gorgeous lips... She was dressed so casually, but all her curves were in all the right places.

These thoughts were running thru my head when Sabrina went to her car to put stuff away. I was so aroused at the thought of running my hands over her delicate body, that absent mindedly began to rub my nipples with my hands.

My reverie was broken, when I heard Sabrina approach.

Once she sat on the bike and placed her hands around my waist, we started to move.

Making a big show of adjusting myself, I felt her soft breasts on my back. I leaned back further, better to feel her warm body close to me.

We stopped at light. I turned to look around to look at her...
The wind had blown hair a bit... covering her eyes just so...

I could help myself... I removed my helmet and kissed her lightly on her mouth...
 
Sabrina

The kiss was over as quickly as it had started. The light changed back to green and we were moving again before either of us said a word.

I was in shock. Not so much by the kiss--it was very quick--but by my reaction to it. I had instantly felt it in my pussy and my nipples got hard. I couldn't believe it! I mean, I enjoyed reading the occasional story or seeing a movie about lesbians, but I had always been into guys. I had never even thought about doing anything sexual with a girl. But, here I was extremely turned on by a quick kiss!

I shook my head and tried to think clearly. The combination of the vibrations between my legs, her body against my chest, and my arms around her wasn't making it any easier.

Camille and I used to be so close. We never hid anything from each other. Back when we were quite young we even played the game "show me yours and I'll show you mine", but all we did was look. I had never thought of her sexually before. Maybe it was because I was confused from all the shit Brad had done to me. I really had no desire to get involved with a guy again for a long time. Maybe I was just tired. Oh, hell! I didn't know.

The bike slowed as we entered a nice residential neighborhood, townhouses lines both sides. She drove into a small spot and stopped the bike. I suddenly felt very shy and nervous. I told myself to get a grip and straighten up. I got off the bike and watched as she pulled the helmet off and shook out her hair. She smiled like nothing had happened earlier and said,

"Well, let's get inside. It's hot out here today."

I nodded and smiled back, but didn't say a word. I seemed to have forgotten how to.

We went inside the cool confines of the townhouse. The shades were pulled, so I couldn't make out what it looked like yet. She turned on a small light on the foyer table and set her helmet down. She turned and looked at me, half her face hidden in shadows.

"What's the matter, Sabrina? You look funny."

I just shrugged my shoulders and looked down at my feet.

She put a finger under my chin so I had to look up into her face.

"Is this because of that kiss? I couldn't help myself, to be honest. I know you like guys and if it made you uncomfortable, I'm sorry. I'm into girls now, and I just couldn't believe how good you look. I also didn't realize how much I missed you until I saw you. But, I'll behave myself, ok?"

I looked at her for a minute, thinking, but not really thinking at the same time. Then, before I knew what I was doing, I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers....
 
Camille

"Mmm..."

I was surprised by Sabrina's kiss. Her eyes were half closed and her face was flushed.

I steeled myself and said, "Look sweetie. Why don't you just relax, have a drink and lets talk. If something happens, let it happen naturally. Not as a knee-jerk reaction to that asshole Brad."

Sabrina seemed to relax a little - she was smiling again - her blue eyes sparkling.

I said, "I am going to change. Why don't you get us a drink?"

I headed to the bedroom. I removed my blouse, undid my pants and dumped them in the hamper.

All this excitement made me want to pee. I went to the bathroom, lifted the lid up, spread my legs over the bowl and let out a stream.

I heard a gasp. I had forgotten to close the door.

I could see Sabrina's face in the mirror...
 
Sabrina

I felt my face turn bright red. Before Camille could say anything, I backed quickly out the door and went into the living room.

I sat down on the plush couch, the memory of what I had just seen playing over and over again in my head.

I had been looking for the bathroom, and I found it alright. Her back was to me, and she was wearing nothing but a black lace bra and panties. The panties were around her ankles, her legs spread over the toilet bowl. She was peeing while standing up! I had never seen a woman do that--hell, I didn't even know a woman COULD do that! Her buttocks were very firm and tan and I could see the stream coming from between her legs. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen!

I was still sitting on the couch lost in thought when Camille returned. She was now wearing a royal blue plush robe that set off her eyes and hair wonderfully.

"Camille, I am SO sorry! I didn't mean to walk in on you!"

Camille laughed.

"What's the big deal, Sabrina? I was just going to the bathroom. We used to see each other in the bathroom all the time."

"Yeah, but that was different. We were little and you were doing it the normal way!" I felt my face get red again.

"The normal way?" Camille's green eyes sparkled teasingly.

"YOU know what I mean!" In spite of myself, I began to laugh.

Camille laughed as well. "I do that all the time now. I'm so used to it, I don't even think about it."

"You'll have to tell me how to do that sometime."

She smiled wickedly. "Maybe I can SHOW you how to sometime."

Dammit! I was blushing again!

Camille changed the subject. "Let me get you that drink and then we can talk. What would you like? I have every kind of alcohol under the sun. My own little bar."

She headed over to the bar on the other side of the room.

"Um...I think I am in the mood for a Crown and Coke."

"Sounds good. Strong or weak?"

I inhaled sharply as I saw the slight outline of her breast peeking out of the neckline of the robe. "I think strong would be a VERY good idea."

"Ok. I think I'm in the mood for a Slow Comfortable Screw. A strong one as well."

My eyes flicked to hers, but I just nodded and didn't say a word. Was it my imagination, or was the air alive with electricity?

She brought the drinks back to the couch, handed me mine, and plopped down next to me, her legs tucked up underneath her. I took a sip. WHEW! Definitely strong. I felt the warmth of the whiskey seep slowly through my veins and I welcomed the feeling. I leaned my head against the back of the couch and closed my eyes. I peeked out one eye at Camille. She was watching me intently. I said,

"So, when did you start getting into girls? Tell me allll about it."
 
Camille

I saw Sabrina run away. Strangely thorugh, I felt rather aroused.

I finished peeing, cleaned myself and dumped my bra and panties into the hamper. I wanted to show her, how I lived - being nude at home. Then I figured, "What the hell, it can wait".

I found a silk robe that barely covered my thighs and wrapped myself in it.

After we took a sip of our drink, I pondered over Sabrina's question.

The thought of my first lover Mary aroused me. I ran my finger over my nipples, the way Mary used to, forgetting that the top of my robe had opened and Sabrina could see my small breasts.

"Hmmm..." I said, "remember Jake, the guy I lost my virginity to?"
Sabrina nodded. Jake was the school jock.

"I thought you guys were going steady" smiled Sabrina.

"So did I". I said, "I went to the same college that he did so we could be together."

It had all worked out well for a while, we both fucked our brains out and promised each other that we would be together for ever.

Imagine my shock, anguish and then anger, when I found him screwing another woman. The asshole had been cheating on me for over a year and I was the last one to know.

Disgusted, I walked out and transferred to a different city - actually I ended up in the west coast in Orange county in CA.

I put aside all relationships and completed my degree. Once I started work, I joined a local gym. There I met Mary.

"She was my trainer" I said, remembering, "she was giving me a massage, then it happened..."

I undid my robe slowly, standing in front of Sabrina.

My smooth shaved pussy fully exposed, I ran my finger over my labia, rubbing it gently.

For some wiered reason, I wanted to give Sabrina a show...
 
Sabrina

Although I was shocked at what Camille was doing, I wasn't as embarrassed as I had been earlier. It probably had alot to do with the whiskey loosening me up. I just leaned against the arm of the couch and took a deep gulp of my drink.

Camille was lightly rubbing her labia with one hand, while the other one was fondling her nipple. Her eyes were closed.

"I knew that Mary was gay because I had actually met her girlfriend once at the gym. But, apart from being a little curious, I thought I was still interested in men. I was lying on my stomach with a towel over my bottom and she was massaging my shoulders and back--getting the kinks out."

Camille's fingers slipped past her labia and her legs opened up. She rubbed back and forth over her clit, which was becoming exposed the more aroused she got. Her nipples were sticking out--hard and tight. Once again, I began to feel heat growing between my own legs. I shifted a little on the couch.

"Mary had given me massages before, but this time turned out to be different. As she was rubbing my back, her fingertips grazed the sides of my breasts. I jumped a little, but I decided it was an accident. Then it happened a few more times. Each time, her fingers stayed a little longer, went a little further down. Then she asked me if my ass ever felt tight after exercising. I knew why she was asking, but suddenly I didn't care. I nodded yes. her hands slid slowly down my back until they got to the towel, hesitating at the edge to see if I would complain. When I didn't, she removed it. Then she began to massage my ass cheeks, kneeding them like dough. It felt so good."

Now Camille removed her hand. I noticed her fingers were wet. She turned around and began running both hands up and down her bottom, massaging it. My face felt very warm--a combination of the alcohol and other things.

"While she was massaging them, she slid her thumbs between the crack. She kept doing that over and over, until they were grazing my hole with every sweep. I couldn't help it, I started to shudder with delight every time I felt her thumbs."

Camille's thumbs were now doing what Mary's had done, spreading her cheeks and giving me a view. With her back to me, I felt bold. So I sat my drink down and slid my hands under my shirt, cupping my breasts and massaging the nipples. God, it felt so good!

Camille's voice was getting rougher, deeper now. "Mary asked me if I liked how that felt and I just nodded again. Then she told me she knew something I'd like even more. I didn't say anything. I just waited. She spread my cheeks a little further and I felt her breath on my hole! Then her tongue licked me there, very lightly. I moaned right out loud. She asked me to turn over and I was past caring by that point. I knew what she wanted to do and I wanted it just as badly."

Just then, Camille turned around. I was lost in picturing the scene and watching her play with herself, so I didn't realize she could now see what my hands were doing. She stopped and watched me, a slight smile on her face. Then, I returned to my senses. I quickly pulled my hands out from under my shirt and told her I really needed to use her bathroom. I got up and rushed inside, shutting the door behind me. I looked at myself in the mirror. Face flushed, eyes shiny, hair a little messed up, my nipples showing through my bra and shirt. This was a picture of a girl in heat, I thought to myself. I laughed right out loud. Then, still looking in the mirror, I took my shirt off and began to rub my breasts again through my bra. I undid my jeans and let them fall to the floor. I slid one hand inside my panties and gently fingered myself. God, I couldn't believe how wet I was! My clit was already extremely sensitive. I began to rub it and pull it, sliding my middle finger inside me. I moaned right out loud. I leaned back against the wall and shoved two fingers back and forth inside me, kneeding my breast roughly with the other hand. I was so close to cumming. I could have sworn I heard the creak of the door just then, but my eyes were closed and I was past the point of caring.......
 
Camille

My trance was broken when I heard a slight moan from Sabrina. I turned around and saw that she was massaging her breasts. Her breathing was shallow.

It took me a minute to recover and figure where I was. By the time I could say anything more, Sabrina ran into the bathroom.

I followed her.

Now that she had seen me naked, I figured there was no use covering myself. I left my robe on the living room floor.

Hearing a loud noise, I went to the bathroom door. I could hear moans of ecstacy. I smiled. I couldn't help myself. I wanted to see her.

I turned the knob and found that Sabrina had not locked the door. Very silently I opened the door a crack.

There she was - fingers in her pusy and the other hand kneading her breasts.

Her eyes were closed and there was a wet spot on her panty.

I wanted to jump in there, run my tongue over her clit, play with those erect nipples with my hand. But I held back, wondering what she would do next.

As I watched, her motion acquired a sense of urgency and her movement of her fingers became a blur. She cried out "Oooooh" as her hips suddenly became still and her eyes opened wide.

I moved away slightly, slipping into the darkness. I watched Sabrina through the mirror.

She looked around, suddenly as if she remembered where she was...

She wiped her pussy with a tissue, jettisoning that into the toilet. Then off went her panties. After a moment of hesitation, she unhooked her bra and dumped it on the floor.

I tiptoed away from my vantage point back to the living room.

Sabrina came back a few minutes later.

I was sprawled on the couch, with my legs apart and my drink balanced on my belly.

I knew when Sabrina walked into the room, she would have an unostructed view of my pink pussy....
 
Sabrina

I stood there, breathing heavy, coming down from that incredible orgasm. I looked at myself in the mirror. I used to like how I looked naked. Before Brad came into my life. Before he made me self-conscious and critical. I frowned at the reflection and stuck my tongue out.

I opened the bathroom door a crack and peeked out. Coast was clear. I decided I would ask Camille if she had an extra robe. I tiptoed to the bedroom doorway and looked into the living room. Camille was lying on the couch, completely naked, her drink resting on her stomach. Her eyes were closed so she didn’t see me. Because of how she was lying, her pussy was open, exposed. It was very pink and just slightly wet. I had never give much thought to it before, having seen only my own. Because she shaved, I could really see it well and I was struck with how beautiful it looked. That thought surprised me. I went back into the bathroom and picked up my panties, putting them on. They were dark green satin, still a little wet, but not bad. I looked at myself again and shrugged. For some reason, I felt better with that little scrap of material on. I got up my nerve and walked into the living room, not even looking in Camille’s direction.

“You mind if I make myself another drink?” I asked, heading towards the bar.

“No, help yourself.”

I glanced over my shoulder at her. She was sitting up now, looking at me.

“You look nice. You’d look even better, though, with nothing on.”

I shook my head. “Camille, I look awful as it is. You do NOT want to see my ass.”

She didn’t say anything and I looked back at the bar. “Hey, tell me how to make one of those Slow Comfortable Screws.”

I felt her hands on my shoulders and I jumped in fright, trying to turn around.

“No. Wait. Don’t turn around yet.” Her mouth was close to my ear, sending shivers down my back. She very carefully put her hands on my hips and slid her fingers into the waistband of my panties. I grabbed her hands and started to protest.

“Please. Just let me, Sabrina. You know you can trust me.”

I took a deep breath and let go. As she slid my panties down, her breasts slid down my back. I could feel her hot breath on my cold flesh. When they were on the floor, she stood back a little.

“Now, turn around, Sabrina. I want to see you.”

Gritting my teeth and flushing hotly, I slowly turned to face her…
 
Camille

"Shhh..." I said when Sabrina wanted to speak.

My nipples had beome hard again when they touched Sabrina's back.

She turned around and faced me, her teeth gritted, a look of determination on her face.

I put my hands on her shoulders... "Look at me Sabrina! Just relax! Just lose yourself in the moment."

I could see her eyes cloud over, "but isnt this wrong? Look at me and look at you".

"Hell you are a gorgeous woman Sabrina" I said, "I have always wanted to kiss you, to hold you, to make love to you. Only because I never thought it was NORMAL, I suppressed it. Ok?"

I continued, "if either one is not sure or feels uncomfortable, I will stop."

"Please don't" Sarina pleaded, "actually I feel comfortable with you."

I kissed her forehead, then her eyes... I ran my tongue over her lovely nose. I nibbled at her ears and I heard a sigh escape Sabrina's lips.

I kissed her lips... holding her tight against me. It must have been an interesting sight, here I was, naked as the day I was born, hugginh Sabrina, fully clothed.

Her lips parted slightly. I let my tongue find its way into her mouth. Our tongues met briefly, hesitantly... I decided to press on. I probed her mouth, while feeling her hands over my ass, rubbing, reaching, then hesitating.

I moved away from her...

"Take me. Fuck me or whatever it is two women do... I need it NOW" Sabrina almost shouted. She was breathing hard. Her hands flew to her blouse ready to rip it off...

"Hey there...Slowly" I cautioned, "leave it to me Sabrina, just let me lead, Okay?"

She nodded...
 
Sabrina

I didn't care anymore. No man had ever turned me on as much as I was right now. I nodded at her and let go of my blouse.

Camille reached up and sllloooowwly unbuttoned my top. While she was doing it, she leaned in and kissed me again, her tongue sliding in deliciously. I pushed against her, completely automatic.

I hadn't put my bra back on, so my breasts spilled out as she finished. She broke off the kiss and stared at them. I felt self-conscious, but I let her look. She cupped them in both hands and rubbed her thumbs over the nipples. They were so hard they ached. I grabbed her head.

"Oh, PLEASE! I need to feel your mouth on them! PLEASE!"

Camille smiled and led me to the bedroom. I laid back on the bed and she crawled in next to me, her mouth lowering to my nipple at the same time. I practically screamed it felt so good. Her mouth devoured my breast, sucking like a vacuum, while her tongue flicked rapidly on my nipple. I felt every flick in my pussy and I felt like I was going to cum just from the stimulation.

She stopped and lifted her head. Her eyes were glazed and she was breathing hard.

"Your turn, baby."

She lowered her breast to my mouth. I wasn't sure how it would be. Camille licked her fingertip and them rubbed it on her nipple. I was transfixed at the site. She slowly rubbed her nipple over my lips until I stuck out the tip of my tongue hesitantly. Camille moaned. Spurred on by her reaction, I opened my mouth wide and sucked it inside. It was so good.....so soft.....so smooth. I wanted to suck and lick it the rest of the night. I reached up and began to rub her other breast while I feasted. She pushed hard against me, and I could feel her hairless mons push against me. It was cold and wet.

She pulled away, making me groan. Then she kissed me again while she grabbed my hand. She pushed it down towards her vagina. I kept kissing her and suddenly I felt the lips under my fingertips. Tentatively, I stuck a finger between them and was rewarded by her moaning against my mouth.

"Oh, Sabrina. Wait. This needs to be for you the first time."

She grabbed my hand, stopping it. Then she slowly ran her tongue from my lips, over my neck, between my breasts, over my stomache, dipping into my belly button. She stopped just above the hair. Waiting....

"Oh, please, Camille.....please." I said, pushing my hips up to her mouth....
 
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Camille

Looking at Sabrina moaning, her pussy geeting ready to be invaded by my tongue...

My labia was engorged with blood, standing out like a small cock. Her pussy was covered by hair, all natural, no trim. It was sexy.

I looked at her, her eyes half-closed, waiting.

I moved my head further down, parting the hair guarding the entrance to the honey pot. I peeled away layer by layer until her pink pussy was exposed, totally at my mercy.

Unable to contain herself, Sabrina had brought her hand up and lifting the hood up, she was massaging her clit.

I moved around and straddled her..., my pussy hovering over her mouth.

I bent over andstuck my tongue deep inside her pussy. With practised ease, I probed deep inside her, with occassional strands of hair in my mouth. As I pulled out, her hips rose up to meet my tongue. I stuck my tongue in again, deeper this time.

We established a rythm, her hips and my mouth in perfect harmony. Two more stroked and her body went rigid... her legs tightening against my neck. As I pushed my tongue again, she stroked my head with her hand, unwilling to let me pull my tongue out.

With a scream, "Oooooh..." and her cum squirted slightly over my tongue and lips. Her legs opened wide again, letting me breath.

I licked her cum off her pussy and thighs, holding a little in my mouth...

Watching her cum, made my pussy moist. I could feel Sabrina's hot moist breath on my pussy.

Suddenly, I lost control and cum dripped out of my pussy and into her face...

I got up off her and flopped into the loveseat facing the bed. I opened my legs and inserted a finger into my wet pussy. I knew Sabrina was watching me with awe again.

I inserted the midddle finger of my left hand along with the middle finger of my right hand into my pussy.

Lifting my thighs higher, I inserted the wet middle finger of my left hand into my anal hole while pumping my right middle finger into my pussy.

I played with my clit using my thumb to find my g-spot.

A few strokes and I screamed like an animal, cum all over finger.

I signalled Sabrina to come close to me and handed my finger for her to suck...

Both of spent, we looked at each other again...
 
Sabrina

I couldn't believe I had let her do that, but it had felt so natural. So good.

Camille stood up and crawled onto the bed, leaning her back against the pillows and headrest. She smiled and held her hand out to me. I hesitated for just a moment, and then crawled in as well. I laid down beside her and rested my head lightly on her breast. She started playing with my hair. I turned my head slightly and glanced up at her.

"Do you remember that time in third grade when we got ahold of that "Frederick's of Hollywood" catalog?"

Camille grinned. "I sure do."

"I can remember us looking at those pictures and thinking how funny those outfits were, giggling and pointing."

Camille's hand slid down my back and lightly stroked my bottom. I shivered. "I don't know about you, but I started getting a very odd feeling the longer I looked at them."

I nodded. "Yeah. Me too. That's probably why we played 'If you show me yours, I'll show you mine' afterwards."

She laughed lightly. "I hadn't thought of that in so long. That was as far as it went. Just looking. But I can remember it so well." Her fingers were sliding between my cheeks now, and I groaned.

I lifted my head up and we kissed, our lips and tongues playing, sucking, licking. I slid my hand slowly down her stomach and touched her shaved pussy. It was so smooth. She jumped and pushed harder against my hand. I slid one finger between the lips--she was still very wet. I lifted my head up and looked at her. I smiled wickedly. "So, now that we're older, let's play a new variation of that game."

Camille smiled. "What do you mean?"

I lifted myself up and crawled between her legs. She opened them quite willingly. I rolled my eyes up at her. "If you eat mine, I'll eat yours."

Camille's eyes opened wide in surprise, but she was beginning to breathe hard again. She scooted down so she was resting on her elbows and opened her legs wider. Her pink pussy opened up right in front of me. Once again, I was amazed I was feeling so brazen, but she brought it out in me.

I got closer to her and spread her lips to get a better view. I didn't have any idea what I was doing, but I knew what I liked a guy to do to me. Or what I wished he would do to me anyway. I held her lips open with one hand and gently used my other hand to feel her clit, rubbing it between two fingers like it was a little penis. Camille moaned and her juices began to flow out slowly. She reached down and touched the top of my head, pushing it closer to her. "Please, Sabrina." I leaned in, and flicked just the tip of my tongue on her clit. That wasn't bad. Feeling more bold, I sucked her entire clit into my mouth. The sound Camille made then, just made me lose it. I sucked on her hard, flicking my tongue rapidly at the same time. I could feel my chin getting wet, so I went down farther, licking gently at her opening. It didn't taste at all like I thought it would. I was afraid I might be repulsed, but it was wonderful. I licked hard then, sliding my tongue right up inside her. Camille grabbed my head with both hands and pushed against my face. "OH FUCK! That's so good! Mmmmm..." I went back up to suck and lick her clit and her lips. As I did that, I slid one finger slowly inside her. "More", she moaned. I stuck another finger inside as well, and slowly started moving them in and out, all the while, licking and sucking everything I could get my mouth on. The only sounds were her moaning and wet slurping. I was so turned on, I felt my juices run down my thighs. She started to go tense then, so I started sucking harder and pumping my fingers really hard. She came, grabbing my hair hard and screaming. I pulled my fingers out and put both hands under her bottom, pulling her close to me and licking all the juices that came out of her. I loved it! Even after she was spent, I continued to gently lap at her while she stroked my hair.

I heard her laugh softly. "Are you sure you've never done that before?" I slid up and put my tongue into her mouth so she could taste herself. I smiled. "Very sure." She shook her head and cupped my face. "You're incredible."

I was feeling alive for the first time in years. I was high on all the wonderful emotions and feelings running through my body. I stood up and looked at her. "Mind if I use your shower?"

Camille arched one eyebrow at me. "Not as long as I can join you. Need to conserve water you know." I giggled like a little kid and ran to the bathroom with Camille close behind.
 
Camille

Having cum, I should have been spent. Instead I felt alive. I wanted to return the favor...
I wanted to fuck Sabrina, grind my pussy against hers, let her feel my tiny "cock" my erect labia against her clit, make her cum like her boyfriend must have done.

I wanted to fuck her ass, eat her wet pussy...

We both ran to the bathroom.

By the time I got into the shower. Sabrina had already turned on the shower. She was standing under the water, looking like a gorgeous statue.

I took the loofah sponge, wet it and poured some sweet smelling bath gel and gently rubbed it all over her.

She seemed to shiver under my touch. Her stood with her legs slightly apart. Her pussy was covered by a thick bush. I rubbed the sponge over the thick layer of hair.

I turned her around gently, her lovely buttocks facing me. I kissed her butt cheeks. I grabbed her cheeks in my hands. Kneeling down behind her, I spread the cheeks with my hands. I ran my tongue over the cheeks, slowly reaching for the hole. I probed the hole gently with my tongue, while reaching with my finger for her clit.

She turned around sharply, while I felt a shiver run thru her body.

I looked up at her and asked, "How would you like your pussy to look like mine? Shaved and bald?"

I waited eagerly for her response.
 
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