Debbie,was a girl from California, I met her many years back. Our husbands worked in the same building and we immediately became friends. So we had quite a lot of free time on our hands, neither of us had kids. Debbie and I also would frequently go shopping, to the cinema, or simply hang out and chat . We spent lots of time together.

She was short and petite, with small round breasts and long brown hair, and I always found her appealing. Her build was rather different from mine, which I think is among the things that attracted me to her. I was tall, with an athletic build, and have huge breasts. She would regularly comment on my breasts, telling me she'd like to get ones their size, therefore it seemed we both admired each other.

By her pool you could often find us in the back yard of Debbie during the summertime of 1996. We worked on our tans, commonly sunbathing topless to avoid tan lines. All the time by the pool paid off because we both had gold tans that summer.

One day at the pool I began telling Debbie about the sexual adventures with my husband while we waded around in the water. We'd gotten into a sixty nine position and the sex got fairly extreme. While he eats my pussy, I love deep-throating him and sucking cock deep.I was telling Debbie the closer I got to orgasm deeper and the quicker I sucked my husband's cock. He is told me that he loves it when I start moaning with his cock in my throat. He says the vibration of my tonsils against the head of his rod feels quite great. He could tell from my moaning that night I was about prepared to explode all over his tongue so he stuck his middle finger inside my pussy and found my g- spot. I swallowed his whole cock as I cried and moaned, my voice and when my lips met his sac he shot his load into my throat.

Debbie had something to share from the previous evening as well. She told me he had always fantasized about watching her with another woman and told me her husband had brought up the subject of a threesome the night before. As we discussed it we discovered the notion of being with another girl wasn't necessarily a turn off, but the notion of eating pussy simply didn't appear enticing to either of us.

After we went back sunbathing I started thinking about the topic of our discussion and discovered I began getting even more turned-on. Images of Debbie and I together played in my mind. I thought about what it would feel like to have her kiss me, touch my breasts, and lick my pussy. I found my nipples becoming hard and my pussy getting wetter the more these notions festered. I was topless as usual and was lying on my back, and determined I wanted a bit more suntan oil on my tits so I sat up and grabbed the bottle of suntan oil. I set down the bottle, poured a little oil on every one of my breasts, and then began rubbing the oil onto my round, soft flesh. My nipples were already stiff and they became as hard as diamonds as I rubbed the oil over them. I really could feel Debbie watching me as I smeared the coconut-scented oil over my breasts. The warm, glossy oil felt fine on my skin and I really could feel my clit swelling in my bikini bottom.

When I was done applying the oil I looked over at Debbie and she was grinning with a small smile that was naughty. She asked me if I was thirsty and I nodded so we put on our bikini tops, got up, and went inside her house. We chose to watch the movie and, as she put it in, she said it featured threesomes. That was obviously what prompted her husband to bring the matter up. Debbie told me about one scene in particular that actually turned her on. It featured two girls masturbating in front of each other. They started out fingering themselves and when a guy walked in, it progressed to a threesome.

As Debbie and I watched the picture I found the scene she enjoyed. I could see why she liked it because it was rather steamy. She dove down between one of the women's legs and began eating her pussy, subsequent to the guy walked in to locate the two women masturbating. She was lapping at her pussy while the other woman watched and continued playing with herself. As I watched the up close shot of him eating her I started to fantasize it was my pussy being licked. He was naked, on elbows and his knees as he ate her, and with each flick of his tongue I could feel my sex becoming wet.

Not satisfied with only masturbating, the other woman made her way over to the pair and went with her head between his knees, underneath the man. She grabbed his cock reached up, and began stroking it. She got his cock into her mouth and then transferred her head up and started sucking him. He fucked her mouth as he continued to eat her friend's pussy and started thrusting his hips. I was actually getting into it.

As the scene was playing out Debbie said she wanted to change her clothing and paused the movie. It sounded like an excellent thought but I 'd forgotten to bring a change of clothes and just had my cover up with me. I took off my bikini, went into the toilet, and put on the sheer white cover up. As I looked up in the mirror I could clearly see my nipples and my triangle-shaped patch of my pubes through the fabric. I felt a little awkward with it being so transparent, and me being totally naked underneath, but I figured, "What the hell?" and simply caught my bikini and walked out of the restroom.

She was sitting with her left leg up on the sofa and I discovered she that wasn't wearing anything underneath. I felt my spine travels up once I saw this. She pointed to the opposite end of the couch and we grinned at each other and asked me to sit there. I became increasingly more aroused as we watched the film. As I saw the two girls going down on each other while the man stroked his cock and watched them my nipples got hard and bloated. I really could tell Debbie was also becoming excited because her stiff nipples quite visible in the t-shirt she was wearing. Both girls take turns sucking on his cock, get on their knees in front of where he is standing, and eventually turn their focus to the man.

As the next scene came on Debbie began telling me about a massager she had bought the week before. She said it was a regular neck massager but when she put it up against her clit it absolutely was heavenly. Debbie left the room for a minute and when she returned she had the massager in her hand. I actually didn't understand if it was a Hitachi Magic Wand, or if they made those back then, but it looked just like them and let me tell you, it was magical! I had a vibrator that was a small, plastic dick that ran on a couple C batteries but this matter was quite large and I assumed by its size that it was a little more strong than my little toy. She told me to spread my legs and brought it over to me. I slid up my cover up and disperse them, exhibiting my juicy, wet slit to her. As soon as I looked up I saw Debbie looking at my breasts. She could see my distended nipples through my cover-up and seeing her looking at them with a hungry look in her eyes merely served to turn me on more.

There were so many sexual aspects of that day that only helped to make things hotter and hotter as it went on. One of them was that the feel of the sheer fabric against my nipples was tantalizing. Any movement at all had the sensation simply added to all the other things which were occurring and it grazing the stiff tips of my nipples. Debbie needed to understand if she could touch them and told me she'd always respected my boobs. I whispered, "Yes," in response. Every nerve ending in my skin was turned on as I watched her hand move to my breast. It got my pussy even wetter and hotter. I really could sense my clit swell with her every touch and I began to ache for release.

Debbie then stood up, took off her t-shirt, and sat down at the opposite end of the couch. We were facing each other, with our legs spread, and she told me to turn the massager on at its lowest rate. The massager was sitting on the couch, resting against my outer thigh. When I turned it on the vibration against my skin made me gasp, which made Debbie grin. I detected Debbie was touching her pussy with her middle finger, as I picked up the massager. It was moving around her clit in a circular motion, her brown eyes I could practically feel them. I can only assume I was observing her with the same intensity as I told her to grab her tit with her other hand. As she did she grinned at me again and let out a little moan.

Seeing my BFF masturbate before me got me incredibly turned on and when our eyes met the heat was astounding! It was more pleasurable than I imagined it could be. Another jolt of electrical pleasure shot through my body as I was touched by it. It briefly took my breath away and then I began moaning. I used to not feel self conscious or embarrassed as I loudly panted and moaned while I immediately rushed toward my summit. I threw my head back as well as the world went away for what seemed to be an eternity as I came using a mind blowing climax.

My focus was brought from the other side of the sofa to Debbie when I heard her moan as I recovered my senses. I saw her mouth open and looked over and her face full of joy as she finger fucked her pussy. We looked at each other in shock at what had occurred, as she came back to world. I remembered our previous conversations about our climaxes just then. We're both capable to get several orgasms in a single sex session and we'd regularly compare just how many climaxes we'd the day with our husbands or while alone. It was as if we both recalled this fact in once as I handed the massager to Debbie.

The sounds that filled the room as we saw each other delight ourselves added to the complete encounter. As another orgasm overtook her, I saw Debbie's face and it helped push me over the border as I got myself cum too.

Afterward she said to begin fingering myself while she peeped me, so we could have turns together with the massager. My fingers automatically went into my wet slit that I started lightly pinching my nipple as my other hand found my breast.

We spent the remainder of the day masturbating in the front of every other until we were totally worn out from that massager. I really lost track of exactly how many climaxes we had. That has been my secret I Have never told anyone about it until now and we ever did anything like that again. Several months after her husband Mike and Debbie moved away but we'll always share the recollection of the events of this day. For sure, after having Debbie's for a "test drive," I decided on purchasing of these massagers for myself. Recalling those occasions still gets me excited.