Foreign Sensations

Two soft bodies in one small bed
Listen to each other breathe
Tossing and turning afraid to touch
Nether lips start to seethe

Wanting to know what it would be like
To caress the other's soft breast
Neither one daring to make that first move
Tortuous waiting test

A sigh a stretch a nervous yawn
The other one soon does the same
Feigning sleep by slowing their breath
Playing their little Shy Game.

One slowly turns to lay on her side
Now facing the edge of the bed
Feeling a hand slide to her waist
She wonders where she'll be led.

Should she speak or turn around
She wants her, no sense to deny
The hand then moves to another spot
As it runs from her knee to her thigh

Basking in the foreign sensation
Of nipples and breasts on her back
Being "spooned" by her best friend
Feeling her bush near her crack

O what to do! Afraid to move
Feelings fought and repressed
Unable to give the needed sign
Hunger and mind now depressed

For they fell asleep, this time for real
Snuggled, they stayed there for hours
Reversing positions in unison
Like two dainty windblown flowers