From: v110p8e2@ubvms.cc.buffalo.edu
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Subject: Sleepover
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Date: 23 Nov 1994 15:36:09 -0500
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Summary: 2 friends get to know each other better!
Keywords: ff
X-Moderator-Review: 6: uncomplicated, decent; some confusing motivations
Archive-name: sleepover
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WARNING
This story is a work of fiction intended
for private use by adults. Any similarity
to real life would be lotsa fun! Please
feel free to direct comments or suggestions
to my e-mail. Hope you enjoy.
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Sleepover
As I sit here hosting my daughter's first sleepover party, I
can't help but think back to my sleepover parties. They were so
many years ago. The glow from the television and the
little-girl-giggles make me think about all of the fun that I had
at those parties. The most special sleepover was the last
sleepover that I had. That party was nearly eighteen years ago.
It seems like only yesterday...
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We sat around the blue glow from the T.V. in our pajamas.
We were all tired from the pillow fight that had erupted earlier.
Most of us were too talkative to sleep. It was our graduation
get-together. We had all just spent the last four years at
separate colleges, keeping in touch only for holidays and the
occasional gossip over dinner. We decided to have a last
sleepover get-together for old times sake. We used to have
really wild sleepovers in our old high school days. It was fun
acting like a crazed teenager once again in the company of old
friends. It was frightening to know that this might be the last
time that all of us would get together.
"Can you believe that it has been four years since we were
all in Mrs. Kurtz's English class?" Ann asked. She was like me,
wild at heart, but you wouldn't know that from just looking at
her. Long blonde hair seemed to flow from her head like a
glorious golden waterfall over her shoulders. She had beautiful
breasts and a nice firm ass. I often wondered why guys never
gave her a second look.
"Yeah, it seems so long ago," Julie sighed. She was getting
married in a few months. She always was the most mature one of
the group.
"Some things never change, though!" I joked, pointing toward
Suzy. She was a virgin. Although there's nothing wrong with
that, we sometimes made her feel uncomfortable when we all talked
about sex. (Which was most of the time!) She was a great sport.
"I'm tired. See you girls in the morning," Sally yawned.
She clumsily went off into her bedroom. She was the conscience
of our little group, kind of like a little mother always watching
out for us. Soon Julie and Suzy were on their way to their
respective slumber lounges. This is exactly the way things were
in high school -- Ann and I, left to conquer the night on our
own. But this night was different.
We snickered about the events of the evening, mocking our
long time friends. Our talks soon turned to the future that lay
ahead of us. "I'm never getting married!" I exclaimed. Ann
proudly stated that she too would never marry a man, ever. I
asked her how she could be so sure. She replied, "Because I'm a
lesbian, Amy." Surprisingly, that news didn't shock me.
Instead, I took Ann's hand and placed it on my breast. "Show me
why," I whispered.
Ann began to stroke my nipples through my pajama top. A
rush of heat swept over my body. My nipples responded instantly
to her touch. They were standing hard under my top. I was so
turned on by having this woman fondle my breasts. She kissed up
my neck, stopping at my mouth. I opened my mouth and licked her
tongue. Her mouth was hot. Her tongue was smooth.
Ann engaged me in a passionate kiss. We pressed our bodies
close together. I could feel her breasts pressing against mine.
I felt a tingle on my thigh. Ann had her gentle hand on my
thigh. She traced my leg with her finger tips, so slightly that
it tickled. She placed my hand on her breast. It was so
strange, so new, so exciting to be touching another woman's
breasts in a sexual way. I felt her nipples become hard. I put
my hand under her shirt and touched her silky skin. Her nipples
were a rosy pink. I cupped her breast and brought my mouth down
to it. I took her erect nipple in my mouth. I flicked it with
my tongue vigorously.
I felt Ann's hand move to my warm crotch. I was never this
excited before. I wanted her to touch me so bad, but I was
afraid to ask. I didn't have to. Ann began rubbing my pussy
through my pants. They were so thin that my juices were wetting
the material.
We were on the couch. We knew that any of our long time
friends could catch us. It added to the excitement at first.
But now, we wanted to go further. I wanted to experience
everything with Ann. She took me by the hand, like she did so
many times before. This time the touch felt different. Softer,
more sensual than ever. We walked into her room.
It was dark in the room. We didn't turn the lights on. Ann
shut the door. The only light was the visible crack under the
door. I felt her near. I could see the outline of her womanly
body. I reached for her. She knelt on the edge of the bed,
where I as lying. I felt her once again glide her hand up my
thigh. This time, I had no pants on. Her finger touched my lips
and I shuddered. The pleasure was intense. I could see her
positioning herself on the bed. What was she doing?
As I felt her warm tongue lapping on my clit, I knew what
she was up to. I moaned from the touch. Her tongue explored my
pussy. She licked me into ecstasy. I couldn't hold on much
longer. The thought of a woman licking my pussy drove me
absolutely wild. Her tongue was once again dancing on my
clitoris. She knew what was happening. My moaning became louder
and my hips were gyrating. I was riding waves of pleasure. Just
as I was about to explode, Ann stuck a finger deep into my pussy.
That was all I could handle. I released the tension with a
wonderful orgasm. I could feel my vagina contracting on her
finger. After I had exhausted the contractions, Ann brought her
face next to mine, smiling. She whispered tome ever so
seductively, "That's only half of it, Amy."
I was about to experience the other half. Nothing would
have prepared me for the taste of her sweetness. I was about to
have my first taste. I laid Ann on her back. I kissed her body
softly, leaving a little trail of lipstick smudged kissed down to
her mound. The smell of her womanhood got me excited again. I
brought my mouth close to her pussy. I opened my mouth and began
softly sucking on her clit. She was so sweet, so luscious, so
addicting.
She grabbed my hand and placed my finger near her pink
opening. She guided my finger into her deep, wet depths. My
finger glided in and out of her pussy. She was really wet. I
put another finger in, pumping the two fingers in and out of her
slowly and lovingly at first. As her moans became louder and her
breath came quicker, my pumping became faster. Ann's body began
shaking. She was moaning, "Oooh, yes. Just like that Amy." In
a few more seconds, her juices coated my hand.
Ann sighed as I slipped my fingers out of her sweet pot. We
were exhausted, but still up for some fun. Ann began tickling my
sides playfully like she had done so many times before. She knew
that it drove me crazy. I burst out into a fit of
little-girl-giggles. "Sssshh!" Ann hissed as she increased her
tickling. I couldn't help it. I laughed louder. Just then
Ann's hand came across my mouth, trying to cover my laughter.
Quite devilishly, I bit her!
"Yeow! What was that for?" Ann pleaded, feigning a major
injury. Feeling quite playful, I leaned over her face and
commanded her to shut up at once. "I will not shut up!" she
protested. "Oh, yes, you will..." I said as I shoved my tit
into her mouth. I was shocked when she lovingly licked at my
nipple, causing it to become erect. I expected her to protest!
I was lost in the sight of Ann so graciously pleasuring my breast
when her hand came down, slapping me across my bare ass.
"What was *that* for?" I yelped. (I loved every minute of
this not-so-innocent sex play, but I pretended to be hurt
anyway!) Ann did not say a word. She pushed me on my back,
climbed on top of me smirking. Her long hair streamed across my
face. It tickled, but felt very nice. I knew what she was up
to, but I played dumb. She held me to the bed by straddling
across my waist. She tickled my sides relentlessly. I was
laughing so hard. Just then a knock at the door!
"Is that you Ann?" Suzy asked. "Uh-huh. I'm just about to
lie down," Ann said flipping me over and pushing my head into her
crotch. "See you in the morning!"
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The sound of snow on the T.V. brought me out of my cozy
little dream. I looked around and there were six teenage girls
all spread out on the floor. Each one in her own little dream
world. At least I didn't have to worry about them yet! Funny,
but I don't remember getting that much sleep at my last
sleepover!
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