Girl's Weekend

During a sleepover for my 11th birthday we all got naked and played sex. Four girls, touching, kissing, licking. We fell asleep under the covers and woke up embarrassed and naked. We all went to school together and we didn't talk about it as time went on. One by one of us we lost our virginities, and each one of us had a funeral and mourned our loss.

We grew up, got married, got real jobs, had children. For my 36th birthday we had a girls weekend at our beach house. Four women. We talked about that sleepover, about how good it felt to rub naked against each other. Kissing, touching, licking. Laughing, we got undressed starting with going topless, now real breasts, big nipples, sensitive to the touch. We groped, kissed and sucked. Leaning over and rubbing our breasts across our face.

It wasn't long until we were all naked, wide hips, big ass women, open legged with fingers in our vaginas followed by tongues digging in, discovering pussy for the first time. Orgasms as clits were stimulated, pussies dripping. We ended up asleep in beds with our closes friend, naked having kissed tenderly before going to sleep.

This time we talked about it, much more sure of our sexual being, recognizing that sharing our bodies and our feelings. One thing we discussed amongst ourselves is that sharing sex together was much more pleasing than we would have predicted. Will there be another weekend? Only time will tell. But I believe there will. Sex with a husband is one thing, sex with your best friend another thing. I'd venture to say that your best friend selflessly pleases you, my husband pleases himself.