Tasting My Best Friend

My best friend Michelle and I shared everything together. We looked alike, both curvy, voluptuous girls with large breasts and dark brown hair. We both enjoyed good sex lives- mostly one night stands with no second dates?why did we need them? We liked the thrill of no strings attached sex. We joked around for years about hooking up, if we ever hit a dry spell, but it had never actually happened. We were both straight and didn?t have any reason to venture over to the other team, but we toyed Bostancı Escort around with the idea. One night, after a particularly long dry spell between boyfriends, Michelle texted me. ?I?m so horny" the text message said, and my eyes lit up. ?Maybe we should just sleep together and end this desert we?re in. I laughed and replied, ?What time should I be there? ? When I got to Michelle?s dorm, she was wearing pajamas, cute shorts and a low cut shirt. Because her dorm was so Bostancı Escort Bayan small, the only place to sit was her bed, so I crawled in bed with her, like I have hundreds of times, except this time it wasn?t so innocent. We were nervous- something we never had been with each other before. We talked for a while and I watched her lips as they curved over her words, and I wanted to taste them so bad. Finally, I went for it. I leaned toward her and breathed her in, her soft Escort Bostancı lips that smelled faintly like vanilla, her sweet tongue shyly touching mine and the desperation in her kiss as I pulled away. She slid her arm around my waist and kissed me again, eagerly, nibbling on my lower lip and thrusting her tongue onto mine. I could feel my moistness seep onto my panties? she was so hot. She reached for my shirt, her warm hand sliding underneath it and cupping my breast in my bra. She slid her hands over my creamy skin as I gasped. Her touch on my nipple sent an electric shock through my body, raising goosebumps on every inch of my skin. I reached for her neck, hot kisses down her collarbone, and she moaned in receipt of my lips.