One of my oldest and dearest friends, Elsa and I have been friends some 10-15 years. She’s a stunning BBW, natural blond, big blue eyes and a mouth with fat and kissable lips. She’s 67 inches tall, weighing 220 lb demanding a double D cup to contain her big luscious breasts; and a fabulous bubble butt…yeah I told you she was gorgeous!
Right from the get go we ‘clicked’ on all accounts; she and I often went out clubbing, but also to social functions or just plain hung out. When she and I first got introduced she was pregnant with her first child, oh was she ever beautiful!
Like I said we immediately hit it off and became great friends, I also consider her husband to be a great friend.
We have always been able to talk to each other about everything, well almost anyway. (doubt I could tell her what I do on line though…)
On many occasions the subject of girl/girl sex came up, both confessing that we’d like to try if chance ever arose and that we both had very little experience from before.
I think on some level we both knew we’d end up in bed, but in fear of loosing the great friendship we had going, no one wanted to take the first step!
For instance every time we partied we would have either; snuggled, kissed or just generally rubbed against each other (using dance as our cover) before going home our separate way’s.
We used to ruthlessly tease the men on the dance floor, kissing each other, rubbing our big tits against one and other, her hands under my blouse or the opposite, grinding our asses in each others crotches, basically fucking with our clothes on!
So one day, I believe I was about 20, which would make Elsa 23, she came over to my flat.
I lived alone so to get some alone (chat) time it was better for her to come to me then me going to her full house of children, husband and what not of critters.
At first we drank coffee in the kitchen and talked for hours, then moved into the living room to get more comfortable, I brought out some wine. As usual our talks soon drifted into talking about sex, me not getting any and her getting, not being good enough.
In the middle of the conversation she reflectively points out; ‘oh damn you’ve got some long nice nails these days!’
‘Yeah i’m hoping they’ll do wonders on some ones back soon’ referring to my recent drought in the bedroom. I used to bite my nails for many years, but had stopped a few weeks earlier and had indeed grown a set of very nice long nails, which I’ve also kept since.
She began bitching about how unwilling her husband was to scratch her back, agreeing I stated that the only good back scratch I’d ever had was from her.
A while later she begins rubbing her shoulder, ‘you sore? I ask. ‘Yeah a little stiff from the hours on your kitchen chair’, we both laugh with heads nodding.
‘Here come sit by me and I’ll rub it for you’, Elsa comes to my end of the sofa and turns her back to me and flings of her sweater. I look up at her, ‘better take the bra off to, so I can do your whole back’, her smile widens, ‘don’t mind if I do’, she unclips her bra and I get treated to her luscious breasts in all their naked glory. She’s now only dressed in a soft pair of tights that hugs her never-ending legs and bubble butt, panty line visible.
Nothing sexual going on at this point, just me massaging her stiff shoulder, I’m still fully clothed in a thin sort of jogging dress; small rather short trousers and a jumper (hoody) that zips in the front.
My mind had done the math though; I knew that if ever anything were to happen, it had to go down tonight. The mood was set, she was going to stay the night (since we drank wine), candles burning in strategic places all around the otherwise dark room, she had hinted about my nails which I knew she love to feel on her back. We had bitched about not having had a decent fuck in ages. Yeah, I knew it wouldn’t get better than this.
I started to run my nails over her back, up on her neck, down her spine and also a little on her sides, touching the side of her big breasts, real casual like (nothing to overt yet)
I let my nails run the sides of her huge hips and feel her shudder…'mmm' she says.
I softly giggle…’you like that huh?'
'That’s the one spot many men seem to not know about’ I whisper in her ear.
‘Mmmmm, some men are such fools…thinking we only have what..1-2 erogenous zones!’
I giggle again…’yeah on such lush big bodies as ours…there’s plenty more aren’t there.’
‘Take your pants off as well!' I demand, 'so you can really feel my nails on your hips’. She quickly stands, pulls them down and sits back down again.
‘Hush now and just enjoy’, I continue to softly drag my nails over her body. Being more deliberate now.. shuffling closer, my full front pressed close to her back, nails and hands now dragging soft trails on outside of her thighs, up over her hips and back down again. She leans in against my body, opens her legs slightly, as to show me…she’s mine for the taking.
Im still a bit worried, what if I do something and our friendship gets hurt, hell a one time thing wouldn’t make up for loosing her for ever! I guess she sense my trepidation, ‘ here, change places with me, now it's my turn!’.
As I stand she shuffles backwards in the sofa and leaves room between her legs for me to sit. As I look down I see her crotch, a huge wet spot in the center….i almost groan out loud.
I quickly unzip my sweater, pull the pants off and stand there in small, silky, white panties.
She looks me over, from top till bottom, lingering her gaze at my breasts and crotch area, I turn and sit in-between her legs, not to close.
Her hand start to roam my back…’oh gawd i'm in heaven’, I mumble.
‘Shush, just relax!’ I hear softly in my ear. Nails now running on my sides, continuing on to the side of my breasts, over my belly, drawing small circles.
Hands on my back again, going down my hips, outside my thighs to knee, on the turn back up….she’s on the inside of my thigh….oh good gawd…I slowly easy my legs out a bit to give her more room. When she’s almost at the top, she lets the top of her hands drag across my mound. I quickly draw for air in a not so silent gasp. When she sees and hears me “surrender”, she lifts her hands and place them right on my breasts, nipple between her fingers so she can pinch and flick them wile groping my full breast with her hands.
My back is now leaning hard on her body, arching my back as I moan out loud.
She continues to fondle my breasts for what seems like an eternity, not that I was complaining, but I was so wanting her hands on my pussy that I almost screamed for her to move them. When she finally did, I quickly spread my legs wide, giving her total access to my crotch.
With thumbs only she presses under my panty line, my heart is now beating loud in my ears, almost fainting with the anticipation of what’s to come. She lets her thumbs run up and down my swollen pussy lips, now and then letting them flick my clit. After the tremendous build up, it only took a few strokes till I was bucking madly against her hands. My head is now on her shoulder, she leans in and quickly bite down on my earlobe, through her teeth she hisses, ‘Come for me!’ and I do in gush after gush, shivering so hard I have to brace my self with my hands on her thighs, in order to not fall out of the couch.
Panting hard I try to speak, ‘shush sweetie, ride the waves and i'll hold you’ she whispers in my ear. Now running her mouth up and down my neck, showering with small kisses, still holding me close with one hand, the other running smoothly over my belly and breasts.
When my breathing gets back to normal, I turn around, look into her beautiful big blue eyes, and I lean in kissing her softly on her luscious lips. ‘That was wonderful’ I begin to say.
Once our lips unlock, ‘now change places with me, I want to please you’ i say with a mischievous smile .
I stand and she moves forward on the couch, ‘further out’ I whisper, eyes locked with her’s.
Her butt is now on the edge of the sofa cushion, leaning against the back of the sofa. I go down on my knees; I start to shower her thighs with small kisses, running my tongue in patterns to further arouse her. I bring my mouth close to her honey pot and blow hot air on her wet labia and clit. ‘ooooh gawd’ she moans and arches her back even further. ‘You ok with this’ I nudge my head towards her pussy, knowing she’ll understand my question, ‘please ….lick me, I want your face buried in my pussy!’ she growls and pushes her crotch on my face.
Oh the joy…her wonderful smell, the wetness, the salty yet sweet taste is driving me insane. I begin to shove my face all around her pussy, licking and nibbling, I insert one finger in her soaking hole but I soon realise, she wants more. Adding another finger, both now going in and out of her in a ferocious speed, alternating between sucking and flicking her clit, I feel her tens up, go rigid and thrust her hips from the couch as she comes in agonising glory.
I stay on her pussy, bringing her down with licks and kisses, eventually taking my fingers out of her and pulling my face reluctantly from her pussy as I bring the fingers to my mouth.
‘Mmmm, you taste wonderful’ my eyes sparkle as I look at her, lying there so relaxed.
She climbs out of the sofa, taking my hand and begins to lead me to my bedroom, ‘now it's my time to taste you’, I follow her like a little puppy, giggling knowing that the night was far from over!
To be continued ...
