Christina and I are the best of friends. And as best friends we tell each other everything, and I mean everything. From our dirty little secrets to our hidden desires, nothing was left out. We were closer than most sisters and we had only known each other for a year. There was nothing we didnt know about the other. Or so I thought.
Every weekend Christina and I went to the clubs and partied our asses off. Always dressing in our tightest, sexiest clothes, makeup, nails and hair done perfectly. Not to ring my own bell but we were hotties! Dozens of men a week offering us free drinks and a good time. And every week we had a different man to bring home. It was awesome. I was only 24 and she was 23 both of us a size 5 with 32 C breasts. She had long dark hair that curled slightly on the ends and mine was long platinum blonde curls that reached past my bra line. Both of us had dark tans with no tan lines, at least I assumed she had no tan lines as I had only seen her naked from the waist up. We were gorgeous.
We always shared our sex stories but never our men. On several occasions I had wondered what she was like in bed and even found myself fantasizing about her and I picking up a guy and doing him at the same time. I could picture it all perfectly in my head. Christine and I undressing each other as the guy watches playing with himself. I would slowly rub her soft body down with my hands and lick her all the way from between her legs to each one of her large nipples. And then get the same in return.
This one weekend we went out and it happened, we finally picked up a man together. He started joking about how nice it would be to see the two of us getting it on. To my surprise, Christina spoke up first saying how much she had always wanted me but was too shy to tell me. I felt the excitement rise from between my legs just thinking of how much I wanted to see her naked. I wanted to feel her soft body caressing mine and her moist slit inviting my mouth to bri... Läs hela novellen
