Mandy leaned over her friend, kissed her lightly then stated the obvious, “That’s something we never did before.”
Patty breathed a quick laugh, “No shit, no guy got me off like you just did.”
Mandy fell to the bed; they were both still for a minute while Patty caught her breath. She had been forced to reveal her secret to the girl who was fingering her. Her head lolled to the side; her eyes were closed. She had enjoyed the long intense intimacy of him shaving her, the oral sex, then how he held her, caressed, and massaged her before he penetrated; for her foreplay was a key stimulant. Words were whispered in ears as they suggested untried positions or actions. After a few moments of calm Patty rolled her head and said, “Let’s do another joint.”
The girls sat calmly on the bed and smoked a hand-rolled blunt. Mandy pushed up on an elbow beside her then started hand fucking her best friend in earnest. As they drifted amid the clouds of pungent smoke, the conversation was light, infused with humor and spontaneity, but nothing sexual or sensual.
