I Revert To My Early Days Growing Up, It's My Safe Space

In grade school I had a friend who lived in our complex. We rode the bus together and my mom let her spend the night with me. She knew a lot about sex, she poked her finger in my vagina pretending it was a dick, she showed me my pussy with a mirror and showed me hers, she rubbed my chest and taught me how to kiss. When we grew up, she told, some guy that already born was going to fuck our pussy. It wasn't until we were in junior high that I learned her mother was a prostitute, and my friend had seen everything, she had sucked a man before puberty. She knew, because she knew, when she got in the position, she had seen her mother in that position. But by then she had me eating pussy, kissing, petting and groping, my breasts were so hungry to be felt up by her. She was open and liked sex with men, and liked sex with me.

High school took us in different directions, she started prostituting and I went another way. In college I met a girl and we got together. My childhood friend was in Las Vegas and from time to time she called me. When she did I got all upset inside, I cried. It took a lot for me to realize I was still in love. After college I went to Las Vegas to find her. I will spare you what I found. It took looking her in the eyes to be able to walk away. Like mother like daughter, she was every bit a hooker and prostitute, with a record a mile long.

I live in the South, I met a man at work who could afford to live in a house, I got married and had two kids. I'm real careful who my kids hang out with, yes I'm prejudiced. From time to time I get that feeling, I need a friend who likes to play in bed with me, who wants to show me and lets me get lost kissing her down there, who likes to give me a breast massage. It takes me back to those days when we were grade school girls spending the night while her mother was out on 'dates'.