You and Me

written by WeTwo

This is a story about a very dear friend of mine. We had started a business together when we were very young and adventurous. We had just finished a job larger than either of us had thought we could manage. But we did excellent work, so good that we earned a sizable bonus. Naturally, being in our mid-twenties, we instantly thought "get-away-to-the-islands."

We had been very close as friends for several years, but never as lovers, till this very special time in the Carribean. This story is about the first time we realized our feelings for each other and made love. The style of second person and present tense best represents my mood at the time. We were supposed to be getting ready to hit the beach for some sun, but........

I pull the light sweater over my head, facing the dresser, away from you, a small attempt at privacy I guess. Then I notice you in the mirror, taking your clothes off on the other side of the room. You slip your blouse off first, then push your slacks down your legs and off. I watch in the mirror as you unfasten your bra and drop it on the bed, your firm breasts now loose and exposed, yet hiding behind your body turned away. I can't help staring as you bend to slip your underwear down, over your thighs and past your knees, your firm round butt toward me. As you bend, first one leg, then the other, to slide the soft cotton off your feet, your cheeks spreading slightly, providing my watching eyes a revealing view. I can see the hint of your pussy between your legs as you bend, and am surprised at the way my heart jumps.

I have seen you before, your breasts, your legs, but I've never seen you without any clothing, no covering at all, nothing hidden. You seem prettier to me than you ever have, fresh, natural. You turn as you stand up to fold your clothes on the bed, and notice me watching you. You smile, just a faint upturn at the corners of your mouth.

"What?" you ask, as though wondering if you have done something wrong. Then you realize it is your nakedness that I am watching. "Or are you just enjoying the view?"

Startled to be discovered, I look away. "Nothing," is all I can think of. I don't mean to stare, but can't help myself somehow. I have never seen you totally nude. Your private areas, the untanned skin, your breasts, your buttocks, your abdomen and below, look so creamy white, so smooth. I find my eyes drifting back to your image in the mirror. You seem so at ease, even knowing I wa watching, so comfortable, no modesty as you carefully fold your clothes.

"I don't mind if you look," you say as you pick up your things and head for the closet on the other side of me. I force myself to turn more toward the dresser as you approach, then notice in the mirror that you have stopped behind me. I quiver as your hand touchs my back, rising to my bra, gently unclasping it.

"We're both women," you say. "And friends. Nothing to hide, right?" You smile at me again, at my image in the mirror.

"I'm just not used to you this way. I mean totally nude," I say, forcing a giggle. I am sure you can see me starting to blush.

"And it's not fair, you seeing me, but I can't see all of you," you say, still smiling happily. You lean beside me to put your clothes on the dresser as I watch you move. I feel your hands at the back of my neck now, sliding toward my shoulders, taking the bra straps with them. You slide your hands down my arms, my limp bra sliding off my nipples, falling off my hands at my sides. You smooth your way back up my bare arms, over my shoulders, shivers running down my spine at your touch. I view myself in the mirror, my breasts heaving as my breath comes and goes quickly now. I look at my nipples and feel them stiffening. Your palms are cool against me, moving down my sides to my waist, to my hips, your thumbs hooking my panties as you move lower. I lay my hands on the dresser to balance myself as you tug the underwear gently from my crotch, your hands continuing down my thighs. I look down at my most private areas as they are slowly revealed. I see my thin patch of pubic hair, absently thinking I should have trimmed myself earlier, wondering why I think it should matter. You kneel slightly as you slide the thin elastic past my knees. I watch my feet rise one at a time as you gently rid me of my last covering, seeing myself totally nude, not sure this is really happening. As you rise, your hands skim over my legs, up my thighs, over my buttocks.

You are standing next to me, our images side by side in the mirror before me, our eyes meet in the reflection. You smile again, wider this time, looking happy.

"See, nothing to hide," you say. I feel your hand at the small of my back, moving over my skin, to the top of my butt, then back up to circle my waist. My skin feels like goosebumps, an erotic shiver building beneath the surface. My gaze in the mirror involuntarily drops to your breasts, then to mine, noticing the slight differences is shape, coloring, how different they are, and yet so alike. I feel how sensitive my skin feels right now and wonder if you are feeling like me.

"I like you to see me without anything on," you say. I like seeing you. It makes me feel we're closer. My emotions are cascading now, wanting the closeness, yearning to hold you, but so unsure. "Do you feel the same?" you ask, pushing me toward an emotional edge. I slowly turn to face you, your hands going to my waist now, your face inches from mine.

"I..I want to..." the quivering words stumbling out of me. "I.. I'm just not sure.... I know your my closest friend...more than a friend...." You move closer as I speak, your lips nearly touching mine as my last words float by.

"We're alone, Jan," you say. I can feel your breath on me, smell your fragrant skin. "You and I, together." Your hands move around my waist, over my hips. I watch numbly as my own hands rise to your shoulders, circling your neck. My mind reels as I feel your nipples touch mine, then your breasts making fuller contact. Your lips are brushing over my cheek, my chin, I try to follow. Finally we meet, softly at first, skimming past each other. Slowly I steady your head, with my arms around your neck, so that I can look in your eyes as I bring my lips to yours. You spread your mouth over mine. I close my eyes as your arms circle my waist and you pull me close, our breasts melting together. I feel the muscles beneath your skin as I stroke your back, the warmth of your body against mine. The tip of your tongue is one moment against my lips, then sliding fully between them. We kiss deeply, passionately, my emotions driving me on, absorbing you into me. Your leg slides between mine, your thigh against my pussy, mine against yours, your pubic hair softly against my skin, becoming moist. Your leg rubs against me, exciting sensitive tissues. I have never kissed a woman before, not sexually. It is the warmest feeling I can remember, the most tender affection, not brutally physical, but soft. No sense of being overpowered or "taken". Just giving, freely succumbing to our own sensual desires.

"I never dreamed it would be like this," you say, kissing my cheeks, my nose, my chin, echoing my thoughts. "I saw you watching me getting undressed, the look in your eyes, I felt drawn to you."

I can't help my hips moving against your leg, my emotions leading me on. "I know, " I respond, nibbling at your upper lip, my tongue flicking out at your open mouth. "It feels so good to touch you, I don't know if I can stop," I admit, sounding almost exasperated. You nip at my tongue and I push it out to you, between your lips. You suck it in, moaning at me. My hands slide down your back to your buttocks, grasping your cheeks as you lean into me, your breasts mashing into mine. I can feel myself breathing harder, hear myself moaning as your thigh massages me to wetness, I feel your skin rubbing against my clitoris, feel my juices against you. Suddenly you pull your lips from mine, looking into my eyes. Your hands brush through my hair, over my cheeks, gently touching me.

"I want to lie down with you Jan. I want to make love with you, I want to feel you get tight, feel you get wet."

"Yes, I know," is all I can say as you back away, taking my hands in yours, leading me to the bed, pushing me down. You lay next to me, pushing my hands over my head, exposing my body to you, as your mouth slides off my face to my neck, I feel your lips moving over me, my shoulders, my underarms, kissing me, licking at me. Your passion is driving me wild. You are at my breasts now, moving up their sides. As your mouth moves toward one nipple your hands each take a breast, squeezing them, rubbing them, sending me higher. Your lips first pull on my nipple then devour the whole end of my breast, sucking it into your mouth as I gasp in pleasure. You are half on top of me as one hand moves down my belly, over my abdomen, sliding through my pubic hair to settle between my legs. I spread my knees to welcome your fingers as they meet my labia. Your slender hand slides up and down my slit. I can feel myself loosing control, my body succumbing to your touch. You rub my clit, your fingers move up and down my crack, then your finger enters me. I can feel my clit enlarging against your touch, so sensitive I am wild, my hips bucking against you as you slip another finger into me. I can fell you rubbing the inside of my pussy. I have never been this wild, so uncontrollably excited.

"Oh....Trina....oh....ummm," my hoarse whisper call out. You can feel my pussy closing on your fingers, my stomach muscles contracting as you bring my orgasm closer. I sense your face moving away from my breasts, then sliding yourself under my upstretched leg. "Don't stop," I plead, thinking you are moving away. "Don't ....stop.. please."

Suddenly I feel your face between my legs, your mouth moving to me. Just as my excitement is peaking, your tongue takes control of my clit, stroking it. I feel myself respond immediately. Then you take me into your mouth, sucking my hot nubbin, nibbling it, pulling it with your lips. I am in a daze, feeling my entire body contracting, feeling myself pinching on your fingers inside of me, my wetness spreading, my hands forcing your face into me, crying out in ecstasy. You keep me on the peak of my climax for several minutes, working my pussy with your fingers deeply, your mouth glued to my clit. I have never felt anything like this in my life. I am lost as my orgasm takes me.

Then, as suddenly as you had dropped to my crotch, you are back laying next to me, half on top of me, kissing my face once more. I can smell my pussy on you, feel my juices on your skin as you press your mouth to mine, pushing your tongue into me deeply. I am at your mercy as you sweep your lips and tongue over my face and through my mouth.

"I don't think I've ever been as hot as you are," you speak at last, between kissing my face and neck.

"Oh, girl. You can't believe .... I never felt like this....wow." is all I can manage, my pussy still contracting periodically. "God, I am still tight."

"I could feel you, hon. Your pussy is nice, small. I like it." You giggle.

"You smell like you like it," I tease. Prompting you to shove your tongue into my mouth again. "Mmmm, taste like it too," I respond by sucking your tongue into me. We kiss deeply, then gradually more softly for several minutes, finally just holding each other close, rubbing each others breasts and tummies.

"I think I owe you something," I say at last. Then I push you gently, rolling you onto your back. I feel you shiver, your back arching as you stretch your arms over your head, offering yourself to me. Your breast is firm as my face descends. My lips are wide, my mouth covering the end of your tit, sucking it in, your nipple against my tongue. You push up toward me as my hand squeezes your other breast, rubbing the nipple between my fingers. I am loosing myself in your body now, sliding on top of you as I make love to your breasts, feeling you wriggle beneath me. After several minutes, I move to my knees at your side, still kissing your nipples, then move down your front sideways. I explore your navel with my tongue as my hands roam over your thighs and between them. My mouth moves down your abdomen to your soft curly muff, kissing you, licking you. I can smell you now, my fingers feel the dampness in your crotch. I move my face lower, my tongue searching for your clitoris, my nose at your vagina. You raise your hips to meet me as I spread my mouth to engulf your most tender area. I feel your hand reaching between my legs from behind as I kneel by you, my head buried between your legs. Your finger again slides into me, stoking my pussy, going deep. My own fingers between your legs gently spread your lips as my tongue slides down your slit. I sense your asshole close but my emotions carry me beyond reason as my tongue rims around the delicate opening, teasing at it, the slight odor only making me more wild. I dribble spit on your hole as I replace my tongue with a finger, gently probing, coaxing your hole open. My finger slides barely into your ass then back out, then in further. I am slowly fucking your ass with my finger as I extend my tongue fully and drag it back up through your wet slit, finding your clit again. My tongue attacks your hot firm nubbin mercilessly as my finger works your asshole. I hear your moans, feel your finger in me, sense your body shaking, swaying under my attack. As I keep my finger in your ass I slide my thumb into your pussy. Then I gently press my thumb against my finger, working them both in and out of you, your hips beginning to buck wildly. I wrap my other hand around your hips as I spread my mouth over your clit and suck you in, my tongue working you to a frenzy. You tug at my leg, wanting me to straddle you, and I move to satisfy your desire. I continue to work your holes as I lower my pussy to your face, feeling first your tongue, then your whole mouth devour me, again you fingers enter me, plunging deep. We are rocking back and forth in unison now, our bodies pressed together, sucking each other clits, fucking each other's pussies. I feel your contractions as my own build, my tightness matching yours.

I hold your clit in my mouth as my climax pauses my world. Your holes are pinching my fingers tightly in waves. We hold each other for what seems a long time, waiting for the peak to pass. I am breathless but still lap at your juices flowing from you. I bury my face in your slit, wanting to taste all of you, my tongue sliding up and down, up and down.

Finally I slide my fingers out of you and roll to my side, nearly exhausted, turning myself to face you again. I lay on you as we embrace, our mouths flowing together, our juice coated tongues entwining. We hold each other close for a long time as our excitement slows, kissing occasionally, you rub my breasts.

I look into your eyes, loving eyes, my lips brush your cheeks, your mouth, then I lay my head next to yours. Soon we are both asleep.