Funeral

Arousal during grief is a common response to loss or trauma grief can make you horny? For some people, their libido goes into overdrive during the grief process having sex releases endorphins and oxytocin. These feel-good hormones create happy feelings of relaxation and intimacy and stave off anxiety and depression. These positive emotions can even last for days.

Pre and post-funeral sex is the need for something to cling too it can be life-affirming in a refreshing way full of hope. When someone close dies people mourn in different ways, levels of sadness, the stages of grief increasing the brain chemicals (norepinephrine, cortisol, adrenaline) a way to find comfort would be to cuddle and touch another person. When we touch, cuddle and have sex, many hormones that create joy, relaxation, and happiness are released (primarily prolactin and oxytocin). Both these hormones create relaxation, feelings of love, happiness, life. Oxytocin is also known as the love hormone.

Chapter one - The Sad News

I was packing to travel to the funeral of a university friend, a sorority sister, finally losing her painful battle with cancer. The phone call came from Savana her voice breaking on the phone in crying. She had been taking care of our dear friend/sister for the last six months. I had not seen Savana since her visit to Chicago two years ago and looked forward to catching up with her even though the circumstances were not the best. Savana is a divorced mother of two boys five foot tall with long red hair, dazzling green eyes a tight body and large breast. But right at that moment my thoughts were of the dearly departed, Kelly, an adventuress young woman.

My thoughts turned to the many great times Kelly and I shared together dancing, parting, the night our drunk fun went to far. Her sweet mouth moving to mine as we kissed our tongues intertwined. I was so turn on, what was I doing, it felt so good natural though I was tingling all over I wanted more. feeling slight pressure on my shoulders pushing me down I knew this maneuver men used it often when they wanted me to go down on them. "Oh My God", I had never tasted another girls pussy but I felt myself drifting down to my knees, what was I doing, kneeling down on the dirty bathroom stall floor like some lesbian slut. How did I get here on my knees rubbing her beautiful clit wanting to taste Kelly's sweet cunt. Something primal took me over, I needed to taste her, I wanted to make Kelly cum, I dove in licking & sucking spreading her lips, my long tongue exploring her vagina. I heard her moaning, Her scent filled my nostrils, her juices covered my face. My hand slipped to her ass teasing her brown star. I probed with one finger then two, my mouth still devouring her pussy, Kelly moaning in pleasure, grabbing my head with both hands grinding her pussy into my face. She was so wet which encouraged me any thoughts of were I was drifted away all I want was to give her an orgasm. Her groans and squeals growing louder as she started bucking her hips, Lisa squealing in delight, holding my head firmly in place fucking my face as wave after wave shook her body squirting juices all over my face.

Kelly turned around bending over the toilet and I tongued her asshole, laying on my bed I opened my robe exploring my body watching myself writhe in pleasure as my fingers explore and disappear inside my wet pussy. My juices flowing, eyes transfixed, waves of pleasure crashing over me Imagining Kelly there with me. Rubbing softly, caressing, making love to myself, letting my fingers play with with my clit, rubbing softly. Inserting one then two fingers inside me slowly moving in and out my wetness growing. My other hand following the same path to find my clit rubbing it gently the whole time watching the scene play out in the mirror. My juices making a slurping sound as my fingers thrust in then out.

Tingling all over, legs spread and up, knees bent, what a great view of my sexy body in the mirror. My juices trickling down my ass crack sending shivers up my spine. Moaning, rising off the bed to meet my fingers plunging into me. My body dancing with pleasure, a magnificent feeling, my scent filling the room. Slowly dropping my wet fingers down the crack of my ass to my brown flower rubbing my juices on my tight asshole. Probing the entrance, gently, poking one finger inside my ass thrusting in deeper. Then out, then in, adding another finger and a third driving hard pounding my ass, deeper and deeper. Rubbing my swollen clit the first waves of sheer pleasure encompassing me.

The sounds coming out of my mouth surprised me something primal taking over I was performing for Kelly losing all rational control, I submit her plunging my fingers in hard, deep ready to cum for Kelly.

"May I finish? I need it please," I screamed.

"Watch me as a shattering orgasm shakes my body, my cute little toes curl, screams and moans escaping my lips. So close don't make me wait any longer. So wet you've driven me to the brink all my control is gone. I'm yours please, please, please. Whimpering for permission let me have my orgasm I want to cum for you. I'm your dirty little slut, performing, ready to explode. Screaming, moaning, grunting, panting, pleasure exploding, juices covering my hands and the bed sheets."

My sister, lover, friend sorrow and pleasure mixing into an explosive orgasm. My legs trembled, my knees shook, my head was spinning, A feeling similar to my body falling off a cliff into a pile of tingling ecstasy a release. It's is a sweet sense of sensual release that I fond myself having no control over letting myself go because it's was just too damn good. An orgasm breaking me into a million little pieces, all-consuming euphoric electric dominoes falling down in different directions under my skin. "Kelly," I scream tears streaming down my face.

The next morning I threw my bags in my Jeep and headed south out of the city on I-sixty-five for the six hour drive. Through the Indiana country side my thoughts were of my gorgeous friend she sounded so sad on the phone. Around those Indianapolis bi-ways crossing the Ohio river finally pulling in at her small farm just outside of Elizabethtown. I saw her feeding the horses her red hair pulled back. Waving at her as she ran to me, embracing in a long tearful hug. We entered the house arms around each other and I could smell something good cooking in the kitchen.

"Hey Megan," I said excitedly, giving her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Megan a dark haired beauty a little taller then me with brown eyes and a fine tight ass. I put my bags in a room upstairs and returned to the kitchen to help Megan with the cooking. We cooked as more sorority sisters arrived and the house came alive with the noise of old friends reminiscing and mourning the lose of one of our own. Riley was the last to arrive, she hugged me tightly from behind as I rolled dough for biscuits and whispered in my ear, "I've missed you, Cheri," her warm breath tickling my ear as I melted into her.

Preparation for the meal after the funeral tomorrow finally over in the kitchen I joined the poker game already in progress. Reminiscing with my sorority sisters about our university days and our dearly departed as Riley and I played an erotic game of footsie under the table with our little feet.

Our cute little feet involved in an erotic dance a prelude of things to come I hoped. We drank and talked of old times until the hour grew very late and we all retired to our assigned rooms. Removing my cloths I slipped into the small bed thinking of Kelly and wishing she was here with us.

Awaken a short time later interrupting a hot dream of Kelly, Riley had climbed in bed next to me. She snuggled her little warm naked body next to mine and I stroked her hair softly. Her soft hand on my flat stomach, I felt her warm hand slipping lower into my panties through my soft red pubes, I tingled at her soft touch, her fingers rubbing my pussy gently. I looked in her dazzling brown eyes full of sexual lust and desire. Kissing her sweet lips my long tongue dancing in her mouth as her fingers entered my wet cunt.

She worked in and out of my wet pussy slowly, kissing my neck then shoulders, teasing my nipples with her tongue. Riley sucked on my small breast as I shivered from the wonderful sensations. Lower still kissing her way down my flat stomach tonguing my belly button. Her face and nose gliding through my red pubes she sucked my tiny clit into her mouth.

I bit my lip so to remain quiet and not wake the rest of the sorority sisters which was not easy to do. Her wet fingers sliding between my ass cheeks smearing my wetness on my tight little butthole. Riley's tongue probed inside my vagina, curling, twisting exploring my insides.

I brought my knees up, my little toes curling, my hands in her hair. An orgasm building inside me as I trembled in sheer delight. I bit my lip hard as my body shook uncontrollably waves of pleasure crashing over my little body. As I recovered Riley nestled in beside me kissing my lips I tasted my sweet pussy on her tongue.

Kissing me sweetly, then passionately, her tongue dancing in my mouth. Our naked bodies coming together, hands, fingers, smooth legs, cute little feet rubbing each other. Pussies grinding together bringing more sexual arousal.

Fingers inside wet pussies, two women on fire, sorority sisters. Humping frantically, squeals, moans and sighs, feelings building, bed squeaking. Speed increasing, tribbing, here comes our orgasmic delight. A great way to end a sad day. Panting like wild animals, bodies grinding and shaking, squirting her juices, a beautiful thing the art of two women making love missing our departed friend. Easing our grief we laid their snuggled together drifting off to sweet slumber. I awoke in the morning and just watched Riley breath she is so cute sleeping so sweetly. Stroking her hair waiting for her to open those beautiful eyes.

Chapter Two: Breakfast

"I heard you two playing last night," Savana said in a low voice into my ear.

I nervously giggled and gave her the, "sorry if we kept you up."

"It made me so wet," she replied with a smile and a wink.

We had breakfast at the big table in the dinning room reminiscing about our dead friend, so sad, so young. Pancakes, eggs, sausage, bacon, sweet rolls so much food, Savana sitting across from me her feet playing with mine under the table, strangely erotic feelings encompassing me, a wetness growing between my legs. Her foot and long toes drifting up my smooth leg. finding her way under my sun dress to my panty covered pussy, sliding to the edge of my chair, I met her long toes with enthusiasm.

Working her way inside my panties her toes playing with my wet pussy. finally fucking me with her wonderful toes, biting my lip, my juices covering her foot. She stared at me with those gorgeous green eyes watching me being pleasured by her foot. Grinding into her toes feeling her toes go deeper into my wet pussy.

Surrounded by the sorority sisters eating and talking all of them still oblivious to Savana making love to me under the table with her long toes. Savana smiling at me, struggling in pleasure, as her foot worked magic on my cunt. My little body tingling struggling not to moan my orgasm erupting around her foot shaking me to my core.

"Cheri, Cheri, are you OK?" I heard Megan ask.

"Sure, it's just such an emotional time, so sad the reason we are all here, but so wonderful to spend time with all of you again, those conflicting emotions are almost to much to bear" I replied with tears in my eyes. Megan leaned over hugging me as did a few of the other sorority sisters a truly emotional tender moment between dear friends.

Chapter Three: The Funeral

"Do you know that we have Angels walking among us? The Bible assures us that we do, so why should we doubt their presence. It gives me great comfort to believe that they are always with us, encamped around us, protecting us and delivering us from our grief," the priest words echoed through the cathedral.

My faith was strong but I needed proof when I saw Kelly bathing on the roof her beauty in the moonlight overthrew me with desire she tied me to a kitchen chair she broke my normal sorrow mood she shaved my legs & pussy so smooth from my sweet lips she drew out a "Hallelujah."

So there I sat in a black dress and slinky heels glancing at the beautiful pedicured feet and wonderfully paint toenails of my sisters. Driven to brink of excitement by the gorgeous pedicured feet I headed to the bathroom. Entering a stall I sit on the toilet black lace panties at my ankles. My hands attack my wet cunt with vigor gorgeous pedicured feet dancing in my head.

Eyes closed head back, moaning, lost in debauchery of the moment masturbating at a funeral.

"Are you Okay dear?" The voice snapping me back to reality.

"Yes," I stammer.

Embarrassed, I quickly stood, pulling up my panties and adjusting my dress. Walking out of the stall seeing a tall blonde standing at the sink looking at me in the mirror smiling knowingly. Angel, she was another sorority sister though I didn't know her well she was three years older then me.

She took my hand and led me back in the stall without saying a word. She sat on the toilet sliding her black thong off slowly removing her heels I was mesmerized. I dropped to my knees licking and kissing her gorgeous feet gently sucking her red painted toes one by one in my warm wet mouth swirling my tongue around them.

I was in heaven one my knees on the bathroom floor worshipping her beautiful feet. My eyes caught a glimpse of her rubbing her shaved pussy a wonderful moment between sisters. Slowly working my way up her smooth calves my long tongue traveling over her sweet thighs.

Teasing her smooth pussy with my long tongue parting her lips with my fingers plunging my long tongue deep inside her wet cunt. Exploring, curling my tongue listening to her moans her hands in my long red hair. I am a wild little slut to be here on my knees on bathroom floor my face buried in Angel's lap while she sits on the toilet.

Her moans growing louder her grip on my head becoming firmer I was pushing her to the edge. Her orgasm hitting us both as her body shook and her pussy juices squirted on my face. A blonde and a squirter two of my favorite things I stayed there on my knees savoring the taste and her scent.

She stared at me with dazzling green eyes stroking my long red hair.

"We better get out of here before the service ends sweetie," She said in a sweet voice.

Fixing my self in the mirror as best I could we returned to the sanctuary hall at Holy Name Cathedral taking our seats in the large hall for the remainder of the service. After the service Angel, and I walked to the black limousines arms around each other.

Chapter Four: Horseback Riding

After the funeral, dinner, as people left I cleaned up putting things away washing dishes. Then it was just the four of us sorority sister left with our sadness for friend gone to soon. Savana suggested we go riding and I changed cloths, put on jeans, boots and a flannel shirt. In the barn we saddled the horses mounting them for a ride to clear are heads. We rode in the brisk March air through the woods surrounding the farm passing a flask of bourbon between us.

The ride was relaxing the conversation was light and easy between us. The burdened of giving our departed sister a proper send off complete. We stopped at the Blackburn Creek and tied the horse up as we walked along the bank watching the water flow over the rocks.

"I've never been with a woman," Megan said out of nowhere.

We all laughed at her bluntness, "There is still time you are a very attractive woman," I said in a comforting way.

She stopped and spun around in one quick motion kissing me on the lips sliding her wet tongue in my mouth. Passion, lust, maybe the bourbon took over and we stood there on the banks of the Blackburn Creek making out. Megan's hands roamed my body freely she seemed on a mission.

Megan fumbling, unbuttoning my jeans sliding her warm hand inside my red lace panties through my soft red bush she played with my pussy. My body responded to her touch moaning softly my pussy growing wet with desire. Before I could form my own thoughts at what was happening she was on her knees lowering my jeans her nose buried in my red pubes lapping at my wet pussy with her tongue. My hands in her hair holding her head the feeling of the brisk breeze and her warm tongue washing over me increasing my pleasure.

"That's feels so good, Megan, taste my sweet pussy," I was into it.

My words encouraged her she probed deep inside my wet pussy with her tongue fingers spreading my lips. Tingling in delight, I opened my eyes, a beautiful site Megan on her knees eagerly eating my cunt. I saw Riley laying in the grass legs in the air Savana's head between her legs. Pleasure flowing through me like a lightning bolt, electricity, shaking my little body in pleasure. I heard Riley scream in delight looking over to see her wiggling in the grass toes pointed to the sky.

A lesbian orgy on the banks of the Blackburn rolling and playing in the tall grass. Kissing Megan while my fingers explored inside her wet cunt her legs bent humping my hand filled with a sexual fever. Watching Riley and Savana sixty-nine working out our grief in a physical way.

We played there for hours frolicking naked on the banks of the Blackburn in a ritual dance of playfulness, sex, grief and love.

Chapter Five: Sorority sisters forever Zeta Tau Alpha

Back at the farmhouse we sat around the fireplace drinking wine, telling stories melancholy had set in over our small group. Tomorrow it was back to our lives we made promises to stay in touch but we all lived very busy lives in different parts of the country. Time and distance would take it's toll as we all knew.

Savana took my hand and we walked up the stairs to her bedroom. Laying down together we cuddled holding each other filled with emotion. Endings and beginnings, life and death, we made sweet love that was ten years in the making. Her beautiful face, soft lips, finding comfort in the arms of my sorority sister.

Our eyes filled with tears, joy and sadness, such strong emotions coming forward. Trying to find a sense of meaning to it all I love Savana in ways you can only have with someone you share history with, memories of days gone by, growing, learning, loving, together on our separate journeys, apart but always together.

Savana wrapping her legs around my body a slow erotic humping, rubbing, grinding, two becoming one, a tribbing adventure. A mystical, primal connection, our sex sounds filling the silent night a beautiful song coming together in a grand climax, spent we collapsed in a heap of sweaty bodies.

Chapter Six: A morning shower

Hearing the water running I hurried to the bathroom I climbed in the hot shower with her, washing Savana's back with my soft soapy hands, reaching around washing her breast with the hot soapy water, I teased with her soapy nipples, taking my time, as I let my hand slide down slowly over her flat stomach over her smooth body to a soaking wet pussy.

Rubbing softly, caressing, washing, the soap so slippery, making love to each other, letting my wet soapy fingers play with with her little clit, rubbing softly. Inserting one then two fingers inside her, kissing under the hot water. Slowly moving in and out, our desire growing with each thrust. Our soapy fingers making a slurping sound as our fingers thrust in then out. The hot water, the steam, lust, mixing to make a beautiful moment between sorority sisters, old friends, new lovers.

Tingling all over with sensory pleasures, legs spread and my right foot raised on the tube, hot water trickling down my ass crack sending shivers up my spine. Moaning, pulling back, moving my hips to meet her soapy slick fingers plunging into me. My body dancing with pleasure, a magnificent feeling, our scents filling the bathroom, the sweet smell of sex.