The Holiday

Shane nodded. “Tell us. You realise you’re going to get the seeing to off your life after this is over!”

“Worth carrying on then I would say!” said Jen with a giggle. “Were was I? Oh yes, me and Catrina agreed to keep in touch after the holiday and we made a deal to tell each other if we ever acted on our fantasies. We were giggling like school girls when Shane, John and the children returned. We said goodnight and retired to our rooms at the hotel.”

“Toilet break,” Dan said jumping up.

Everyone got up, stretching legs and opening more bottles of wine. Sara and Jen glanced at each other. Jen had already forgiven Sara for landing her in a tight spot, she had wanted to tell Shane for 2 years what had happened and now she had been the perfect opportunity.

When everyone was seated once again Jen continued.

“It was about four in the morning when I heard the door knock and someone whispering out in the hallway. Shane was fast asleep so I opened the door to find Catrina who pulled me into the hall and closed the door.

She whispered in my ear, ‘I I want to live my fantasy now, do you?’

I told her yes and we ran off down the hallway. Catrina was okay as she was wearing a long silk robe but I only had a small vest top of panties so I hoped no one would see us. In the open air we hurried over to a secluded section of the grounds where two swimming pools joined under a Japanese bridge. It was here that he hid away, under the bridge and sat on the edge of the pool, our feet in the water.

We were both very excited at our night time secret fun and decided we should try kissing first. She smelled lovely, her perfume was sensuous and I placed my hand on her cheek as we kissed. We were getting carried away by the pool in the darkness and removed our clothes and…”

“Hang on. Slow it down!” Shane said.

“Sorry.” Jen nodded and swigged her wine. “Okay. “Catrina stood and undid her robe. I was amazed at her body when her robe dropped to the floor. Then she sat down and asked me to undress. I stood up and pulled off my vest top, felt a bit silly but felt awkward when I pulled down my panties. Catrina stared at my body as I sat down next to her by the pool.

We caressed each others breasts slowly, and teased each others nipples. I marvelled at how Catrina loved to have her nipples sucked hard and she said she would never had thought I loved having my breasts squeezed so roughly.”

“Wow,” Dan said.

They were all staring at Jen as she told her story. Sara was the first to pick up on the change in atmosphere. Things had changed slightly, as if someone had opened taken the lid of Bottled Arousal or Horny Delight and the vapours were now filling the air.

“She was a beautiful woman,” Jen continued, her eyes distant and longing. “I remember our tan lines were clearly visible in the dim light from the hotel. We were very aroused at this point and kissing loads. Catrina loved my shaven pubes, different from hers which were pretty thick but neatly trimmed in a small vee.

‘Should we masturbate each other?’ I whispered to Catrina.

‘Let me go first,’ Catrina said.

I gasped so loud when she touched my pussy. Her fingers were like silk and I remember moaning when she slipped a finger inside me. I was quite wet by then. I almost climaxed right then, the feelings were so intense.

‘Finger me,’ Catrina said to me.

I started to finger her pussy, she was wet too. I didn’t really know what to do so I just put a finger inside her and moved it about. We kissed open mouthed while we masturbated each other. We couldn't make much noise or we would be discovered by hotel security so our moaning had to be really quiet.

Eventually we decided to go for our ultimate fantasy, to give each other oral sex at the same time. To sixty nine.”

“Holy shit!” Sara said. She could feel her own pussy start to tingle. Both Shane and Dan were looking uncomfortable and Sara knew they were trying to hide their erections.

Sara wondered how long it would be before something else started happening? She had been in a situation like this before in her early twenties, herself and 3 friends had told sexy stories and had ended up in bed together. She was taken from behind over the bed by her boyfriend of the time, while her best friend bounced on top of her own boyfriends cock. It was a one off thing, never done it since but she remembered it as a totally erotic experience, heightened by the fact that they were all crossing a line not usually crossed.

This time it felt different, not so innocent and naïve. She wasn’t sure it would be a good idea to go that far tonight, it could ruin all of their friendships. Besides she wasn’t sure if she wanted to take part in a foursome with her best friends, although once again her body was trying to force its own opinions on those of her head.

“It was an amazing time, Sara,” Jen said. “A fantastic experience.”

“So what happened next?” Shane asked.

Jen took a deep breath. “I lay on my back and opened my legs, feeling so sexually wanton in front of another woman was a huge thrill. Catrina placed her legs on either side of my head and lowered her hot pussy onto my mouth. We started licking…licking each other at the same time, both flicking out tongues over each others clitoris's.

Catrina was moaning…she was telling me how amazing it felt. I was writhing about like electric shocks were running through me, I was groaning…and…saying how good she tasted, I remember it all so clearly.

It didn't take us long to reach climax. I felt an amazing sense of sexual fulfilment when Catrina grunted and groaned as her orgasm trembled through her body. I…felt…felt her pussy quiver on my face and her thighs trembled as she stiffened. I climaxed moments later and felt a huge desire to repeat the entire process almost immediately.

Catrina lifted herself off me and we sat there facing each other and getting our breath back. We kissed long and hard. I could taste myself on her face and lips, our bodies were pretty sweaty…we touched each other again…sucked on each others nipples.”

Jen sighed deeply, almost wistfully. She focussed on her friends and smiled. “It was an amazing fantasy,” she said. “We agreed one that was worth acting out. Anyway, we crept back to the hotel, luckily no one had noticed we were away. Outside my door we kissed again, I pinched Catrina's nipples hard through her silk wrap and she returned the favour by giving my clitoris a long slow rub through my panties.

The next day neither of us could keep a straight face. We smiled at each other from our sun loungers. At lunch time we went for a swim through the various pools that were all connected. We found an isolated spot and sneaked a quick kiss before heading back.”

Jen sat back and looked around at the horny faces before her.

“Well that’s a story we won’t forget in a hurry,” Dan said.

“No shit,” said Shane with an open mouth. “And you never told me? Why?”

“I don’t know really,” said Jen with an honest face. “Maybe because you’d want me to do it again or get me to do it while you watched or something like that, and I didn’t want that sort of thing.”

Shane looked insulted.

“You men are all the same,” Jen said. “Two women going at it is your biggest fantasy. We’d have been back home two minutes and you’d have me down the nearest bar trying to pick up some lesbo so you can get your rocks off watching us make out.”

“A special one time experience,” Sara said.

“Exactly.” Jen folded her arms. “It was special. I’m not saying I wouldn’t do it again but the time was right at that moment and not since. A holiday thing.”

Shane shuffled in his seat. “Just a holiday thing, “he said. “I guess that’s okay then.”

Everyone was nodding, lost deep in their thoughts. Jen looked around at them, suddenly realising what she had said. Shane opened his mouth.

“No,” said Jen firmly. “Before you even speak the answer is no. I know what you’re thinking and…”

“Go on then. Tell me what I was thinking if you’re a mind reader,” said Shane.

“You were thinking that I said it was a holiday thing only,” Jen said. “Then your oversexed brain decided that since it was a holiday now then I should strip naked and jump on Sara, rip off her clothes and stuck my tongue up her pussy. Uh huh, not a chance.”

“Jesus,” Shane said. “Calm down.”

“Would be a good laugh,” Dan said.

“End of discussion, right Sara?”

“Eh…what? Oh yes, of course.”

“I’m going to the loo,” Jen said standing up.

“I could do with a Bailey’s, anyone?” asked Sara also standing.

Shane and Dan both nodded. Sara headed off to the kitchen leaving them alone. As soon as she had left the room Shane smiled at Dan.

“I bet they end up doing it,” he said with a quiet smirk.

“No. You really think so?”

Shane swigged the last of his wine. “Bet you anything.”

“£50 says they don’t,” said Dan. “No way would they do it, not after that little speech of hers.”

“Okay, you’re on,” said Shane holding out his hand.

Dan shook it. “Before the night is out though,” he said as they shook.

“No problem.”

“How are you so sure?”

“Let’s say men’s intuition.”

In the kitchen Sara found glasses, Baliey’s, tonic and ice. She had just tipped ice cubes into the glasses when Jen came sauntering into the kitchen looking more than a bit merry. They had all been drinking all night and no one was sober. She giggled when she bumped into Sara.

“Men are so sad,” she said. “Don’t you think?”

“Well we all have our fantasies don’t we?” Sara replied. She lit up a cigarette and leaned against the table. “Men like to see two women having sex. Very common fantasy.

“I suppose,” said Jen.

“You never thought about doing it again?” asked Sara.

“Sometimes,” Jen said. She poured Baileys into the glasses then glanced at Sara. “More often than I’ve admitted.”

“Really!” chuffed Sara. “Exactly how much?”

“A lot. Oh okay, I’ve been kind of desperate to do it with another women ever since but never found the right time or right feeling or whatever.”

“You dark horse!” Sara said. “And you said no to stop Shane from going on and on about it then?”

“Naturally!” Jen glugged Balieys over the table top before managing to put the lid back on. “I wasn’t about to go all lesbo on you was I?”

“Why not?”

“Well…because…” she stared at Sara with drunken eyes. “What would you have done then?”

Sara dragged deep on her cigarette. She exhaled and looked thoughtful. “I would have ripped off your t-shirt for starters.”

Silence. Jen stared at her best friend. Sara was being serious. Or was she? A joke, it had to be. She was poking fun at her.

Jen starting mopping up spilled drink. “You jest.”

“Why do you say that?”

“You’re not the type.”

“Aren’t I?”

Jen stopped again. She watched Sara dragging on her cigarette for a moment then put down the cloth and leaned against the counter top opposite Sara.

“You’d have ripped my t-shirt off?”

Sara nodded. Deadly serious.

Jen moved fast. She pulled her t-shirt up over her head and chucked it on the floor. “Like that?” she asked.

“Yep.”

Jen seemed to weigh up the situation. If she wasn’t careful she would end up making a fool of herself here.

“Then what do you think would happen?” Jen asked.

Sara looked at Jen leaning against the counter top, her white bra cupping her small breasts. Then she started undoing the buttons on her blouse. One by one from the top down. She peeled the sleeves down her arms, swapping her cigarette from one hand to the other as she did so. Finally dropping the blouse on the kitchen floor.

“I reckon that’s what would happen,” Sara said. “You would have taken my blouse off.”

Jen looked at her friends body. It was much bigger than her own slight frame. Sara’s breasts were large and rounded, held in position by a mammoth bra which suspended them over her fleshy stomach.

Their was electricity in the air now, heating up between them. In the other room they could hear Shane and Dan laughing and talking. They both thought they were playing a game, who would go the farthest before the other backed out? Secretly they both wanted neither to back out, although they had never done anything remotely like this with each other before, it was new and exciting and dangerous.

“Then I guess you’d whip off my bra,” Jen said. She unclipped it and let it fall to the floor. “Like that maybe?”

“Just like that,” agreed Sara. She stared at Jens petite pert breasts. They were firm and supple, her nipples hard and eager in the cool air of the kitchen.

“Then?”

Sara unclipped her own bra. Her large heavy breasts dropped down, unhindered by their fabric prison. “You’d remove my bra then.”

“So I see,” said Jen. She took her turn to look at her friends chest.

They had been to the gym together and swimming together many times in the past and had showered and changed together. She had never wanted to stare or admire her best friends breasts before and now she realised how big and shapely they really were.

Sara’s breasts were white, pink areola circled her dark pink and quite long nipples. They rose and fell as Sara breathed and dragged on her cigarette and Jen could almost imagine holding them in her hands, feeling their weight as she sucked each beautiful nipple into her mouth.

For Sara she too had never even considered the beauty of her friends body before. Now she found Jen’s body to be amazingly sexy, almost that of a young teenage girls. She stared longingly at her nipples, wondering what it would be like to pinch and lick them.

It felt like ages since either of them had last spoke. Finally Sara broke the silence. “And then what? What was it you told Shane you weren’t going to do?”

“Er…I wasn’t going to stick my tongue up your pussy,” Jen said, her voice husky and quiet.

Sara rubbed her hand down her jeans. “Bit difficult with these on, don’t you think so?”

Jen nodded. The stakes of the game was being raised. “I’d have to take them off you.”

Sara and Jen locked eyes. Sara undid her jeans and wriggled them down her meaty legs, pulled her feet free and kicked them aside. Without hesitating she slid her pale blue panties down to the kitchen floor and kicked them aside also.

Sara felt a tinge of foolishness standing in the kitchen with her best friend while she was totally naked. She knew her body wasn’t in its best shape, her stomach was far too big, her thighs too wide and her chest needed reducing, but she did feel very horny.

“Then…” Sara cleared her throat. “…then I’d be naked.”

“Yes.” Jen eyed up Sara’s body. “Yes. You would.”

Sara loved the attention. “Wouldn’t be able to be real lesbo’s if you were still dressed though.”

“That’s true,” Jen agreed. She started taking off her shorts. “You’d have to undress me more. Get my shorts off like this.”

Jen took off her shorts and then her panties and leaned back against the counter top. Now they were both naked. Jen knew it would be a huge shock if Shane and Dan burst in on them now. She couldn’t decided if she would be embarrassed or even more aroused if that happened.

“So,” said Sara.

“So,” said Jen. “After we’d got each others clothes off what would we do?”

Sara smiled slightly. She stepped forward toward Jen, sucked hard on her cigarette, flicked it out of the open doorway onto the dark night time garden and took a deep breath.

“We would…”

“…kiss…” finished Jen.

They both jumped forward, bodies clashing against each other. Their mouths linking, tongues collided as they kissed deeply and passionately. They hugged each other as they kissed, both trembling slightly in anticipation.

Jen moved her face from Sara’s, downward, using her hands to lift one of Sara’s mammoth breasts to her face and taking a long dark nipple in her mouth. She sucked on it, pinching it between her lips.

“Oh Jen!! Jesus! Suck them hard!” moaned Sara.

Jen sucked the other nipple hard, holding the fleshy breast in her hand as she did so. After a moment she leaned back. “Suck my tits, Sara.”

Sara bent forward, she didn’t need to hold Jen’s tiny breasts. She licked each nipple in turn before sucking them between her lips and sucking on them making Jen shudder.

“Sara, oh my god!” Jen whimpered. “I want you so bad!”

“Touch me Jen,” Sara said. “I want you too. I’m so fucking horny.”

Jen ran a hand over Sara’s round stomach and through her bushy pubes. “You’re so wet, Sara. Touch my pussy. I want us to finger each other.”

Sara gasped as Jen inserted a finger into her vagina. She cupped Jen’s vulva, gently rubbing the palm of her hand against her clit before sliding a finger inside her best friends hole.

They both groaned at the same time.

“Sara…oh shit…you’re so good….oh shit….yeah…”

“I love you Jen…fucking hell this is so goooood….urgh…”

“Lick me Sara, lick me out,” Jen looked into Sara’s eyes. “Lick my pussy, make me cum…please!”

Jen laid on the kitchen table, her legs wide apart and Sara began licking her pussy lips first, inserting a finger inside her as well. Jen was whimpering and moaning.

“Sara, Sara, Sara!! Oh shit….my clit…lick my clit…”

Sara slid her tongue along Jen’s clit before flicking it back and forth making her moan. Her thighs were shaking and trembling.

“Oh Sara…I’m….you’re so good…I’m going to cum…please…please make me cum with your tongue…oh shit…oh shit SARA! YES!!! OH SHIIITT!!”

Jen shook and moaned. She was crying, tears rolling down her face and her orgasm shook her whole body. Sara continued to slide her finger in and out of her vagina as she licked her clit while her best friend climaxed.

Before she had even managed to get her breath back Jen had climbed off the table and was pushed Sara onto it. “I want to lick your pussy,” she said.

“Yes! Do it!”

Jen quickly inserted two fingers inside Sara, she ran her other hand through Sara’s dense pubic bush and then up her body where she pinched and played with Sara’s nipples.

“Jen…Jen please lick me…oh…lick my pussy…make me cum…”

Slowly at first, Jen sucked on Sara’s pussy lips, teasing her. Then she licked up and down the length of Sara’s pussy, settling on her clit. Sara’s clit was long enough for Jen to nibble it between her lips as she flicked it with her tongue.

“I’m going to…oh fuck….fuck yes, yes yes! I’m going to…oh….going to cum Jen….so fast…oh god…finger me harder….use more…oh shit…more fingers…”

Jen shoved four fingers into Sara’s hot pussy.

“Oh Jen!! Yes!! I’m cuming! FUCK!! YES YES YES!!!! OH JEN!!! OH SHIT!! I’M….oh….oh…I’M CUMMINGGGGG….!!!!!”

Sara’s body thrashed on the kitchen table so much Jen almost fell over. Sara’s thick thighs wobbled and shook and she moaned and yelled a long time. Eventually she calmed down and slid off the table and on to the floor next to Jen.

They hugged each other kissing and tonguing each other. They were sweaty and sticky and breathing heavily. Even though they had just brought each other to a shattering orgasm they were still horny. Sara was playing with Jen’s pussy, gently sliding her fingers along her slit. Jen was teasing Sara’s long hard nipples.

“…gone ages. Find out where they are.”

“…go and see what they’re up to…”

Everything went deadly quiet.

Shane stood totally still, the kitchen door half open. He stared down at the two naked women kissing and masturbating on the floor. It took almost a full minute for them to realise he was stood there.

“I…I came to see where…”

“He’s lost for words,” said Jen with a chuckle.

“For once,” laughed Sara.

“Jesus!” breathed Shane.

“What?” Dan shouted from the other room. “What are they doing?”

“Come take a look at this!” Shane said.

Dan’s head appeared at the door a moment later. “Holy fucking Christ!”

They stared at Jen and Sara, still holding onto to each other. Sara’s fingers rested on Jen’s pussy and Jen tweaked Sara’s nipple playfully.