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I stood on the balcony and took in the amazing view of the Mediterranean Sea in front of me and the white beach. There were a lot of people either lying on towels or on sunbeds. Some had parasols but most drank in the hot sun and their bodies glistened from sun oils.
“Dad, can we go to the beach?” I said, turning back into the hotel room.
My dad came out from the bathroom and said, “In a minute. Let’s unpack first. Go and help your mom.”
The accomodation was a suite with two bedrooms and a living room between them. The balcony had a table with four chairs and two sunbeds. The living room was nicely done in a peach colour and had a small fridge and a large LED TV on the wall. Opposite stood a sofa bed with a coffee table in front and two chairs on each end.
I found my mother in the bedroom she and my dad had chosen. “Could you take your bag and unpack it,” she said, pointing at my pink suitcase on the floor.
“Sure, but what is it doing in here?”
“Your dad wasn’t sure which room we would take. Both have double beds.”
“Cool, that way I can spread out,” I said and picked up the bag.
My room looked the same as my parents: bed, a large window with drapes and a small desk under it. I was about to open my suitcase when my phone buzzed. I looked at the screen and smiled.
“Bitch, where are you?” said my best friend, Kelly.
“In my room, where are you?”
“Still on the bus from the airport. I think we will be there in fifteen minutes. What’s it like?”
“Amazing, it’s so beautiful.”
“Who gives a shit, I meant the guys.”
I laughed. “No clue, haven’t seen anyone yet.”
“You are as useful as a used tampon. See you later, girl.”
Kelly and I had been friends since middle-school. We used to live on the same street but, a few years ago, my dad got a promotion and we had to move. Over the years, our two families had become close and every so often we would go on a holiday together. This year we had all decided on Mallorca. Our parents booked a two weeks all-inclusive holiday for us and we'd arrived first.
After unpacking and hanging up my dresses and pants in the walk-in closet, I touched up my makeup and told my parents I would go down to the lobby and wait for Kelly and her family. As they were busy unpacking, they hardly noticed me leave.
The lobby was cool and I sat on a sofa from where I had a clear view of the entrance. The hotel was big with two pools and three restaurants. While I waited, I watched the people go back and forth either to one of the pools or to the little shop and some to the reception. I saw a few guys my age and they looked okay.
I didn’t have a boyfriend at the time which I thought my parents where happy about. At sixteen, they didn’t think I was ready for a real relationship. What they didn’t know was that I had made out a few times with guys at parties and one of them had actually gone as far as fingering me during one especially hot session. I liked it and, if he hadn’t been sick a minute later, we might have fucked!
When I heard a scream, I looked up in time to see Kelly running at me. Her black hair flowed like fire behind her and, when she reached me, she hugged me so hard that I almost lost my breath. Her large boobs pressed against my smaller ones and she gave me a big wet kiss on the cheek.
“God, it’s so nice to see you. Let me have a look at you,” she said and stepped back. After a second she continued, “Mmm, I like it. New hair style, a little less fat on your hips, you look great.”
I laughed. “Thanks, and so do you.”
Kelly had always been an eye turner. Her long black hair, crystal blue eyes and curvy body made most boys and men stare at her, and she knew it. She had never been shy about showing off her body and it drove her parents crazy. The previous summer she had showed up at the pool one morning topless and in a thong bikini bottom. My dad had looked away and her dad sent her right back to the room to change.
Now, she wore a short skirt and a tight top which she had knotted above her belly button. Her large boobs left little to imagination.
“Hi, how are you?” said Helen, Kelly’s mother. Her father, Burt was talking to the receptionist.
“Fine, thanks, and you?”
“Tired from the flight. Where are your parents?”
“In the room unpacking.”
“Well, I’ll give them a call when I get to my room. We could all meet for drinks later.”
“C’mon, let’s go and look around,” said Kelly and took my hand.
“I’ll see you girls later. And stay out of trouble.”
“Sure, Mom,” said Kelly and dragged me towards the pool area.
When we walked outside she said, “Those shorts look good on you; they show of your ass, which is your best asset, no pun intended.”
“Gee, thanks Kelly.”
I was a not a beauty like Kelly. My boobs were a lot smaller and I was a few inches shorter. I’m a natural blonde with green eyes and pale skin. I burn easy and have to use SPF50 all the time. Still, the guys seem to find me attractive enough. It must be my large mouth and sensual lips. At least that’s what Kelly always told me. "You have a mouth made to suck cock," she said. I had no idea if it was true since I'd never done it.
Kelly headed for the pool bar and pulled out a chair for me. “What are you having?”
“Water.”
“What? C’mon, you are on holiday, live a little. I’m having a Pina Colada.”
It was only ten in the morning. “Go ahead, but I’ll stick to water.”
After telling the barman what we wanted, Kelly turned on the bar stool and looked out over the pool area. “Do you see anything interesting?”
“Not really," I said. "There are a couple of guys over there, by the showers.”
Kelly looked in that direction and spotted them. “Yummy, Italian or Spanish, lots of hair on their bodies.”
I giggled. “You can keep them, I am not into making out with Teddy Bears.”
She laughed and sipped from the straw. “This is good, are you sure you don’t want one?”
“Yeah, my parents would get upset if they knew I was drinking.”
“Really?”
Kelly was a year older than I, and her parents let her drink, socially that is. That she got hammered after they went to bed was something that they didn’t know about. I liked a drink once in a while, but not to get too drunk. I liked to be in control.
“Yes, I might have one or two tonight.”
We sat in the shade catching up on what we had done since the last time we met. Even though we spoke or chatted every day it wasn’t the same as sitting and talking face to face. Kelly told me about a guy she was dating and I told her about the guy who puked while fingering me.
“God, girl, that is awful,” she said.
“Yeah, lucky me I didn’t get anything on me. So, tell me, have you done it yet?”
“It, as in have I had sex with him?”
“Yeah, what else would it be?”
She leaned closer and in a whisper said, “Yes, we have, and it was great.”
“But you weren’t a virgin right?”
She laughed. “No, Greg is my third guy, and so far the best.”
“Really, why do you say that?”
“Well, he takes his time with me. The others just wanted to stick it in me, but Greg takes his time with the foreplay.”
“Oh, that’s so cute.”
We laughed and Kelly ordered another drink.
“Maybe we can arrange it so you lose your virginity during our holiday,” said Kelly when she had tried her new Pina Colada.
“I’m in no rush. If I meet someone, so be it. But, if not, I will survive.”
“That’s because you don’t know how it is.”
“How will you survive two weeks without Greg?” I said, grinning at her.
“I got these.” She held up her right hand and moved her fingers.
I laughed. “Yes you do, and so do I.”
“How often do you do it?”
“A couple of times a week, I guess.”
“I do it less, obviously, because I have Greg, but when I was single it was almost every day.”
“God, what a horny slut you are.”
We both laughed and the bartender gave us a look that said we were crazy tourists.
“C’mon, let's get our bikinis on and go to the beach. I’ll see you in the lobby in ten minutes,” said Kelly and we walked back to our rooms.
I made sure I was covered in SPF50, getting my mom to help with my back. I wore a new dark purple bikini. It was cut high and showed off more than half my ass cheeks and had a really narrow part that covered my cunt. I double checked in the bathroom that I had no pubic hair sticking out. I have a cute little blonde landing strip above my clit and there was no sign of hairs.
Kelly was waiting for me when I stepped out of the elevator. She wore a white bikini that displayed plenty of cleavage and had only a string in her ass. I guess her dad had approved of this model, and she was one year older.
“Let’s go,” she said and led the way out of the lobby to the path that led down to the beach.
The sand was burning hot and we ran to the water where we cooled off our feet while looking for a place to put down our towels.
“There, next to those guys,” said Kelly, indicating with a nod to where two guys sat in the sun talking. I guessed their age around twenty which made them way too old for me, according to my parents. But what they didn’t know, didn’t hurt them.
“Hi guys, do you mind if we sit here?”
The one facing us looked up and smiled. “Please, go right ahead.” The accent was German and ,when his friend saw Kelly, he grinned like a mad man.
We spread out our towels and I lay on my back while Kelly decided to be on her stomach. After a few minutes she said, “Could you put some suncream on my back? It’s in my bag.”
I found the bottle and knelt next to her. In the corner of my eye I saw the two Germans ogling us. When I squirted the white lotion on her back, Kelly giggled. I made sure I covered every part of her skin and, when I moved my hands down the sides close to her boobs, she said, “Mmm, that’s how Greg does it. God I miss him.”
“What? Does he put sunlotion on you?”
“No, stupid, he gives me massages.”
“Oh, okay.”
“C’mon, touch her boobs,” said one of the Germans and the other laughed.
Kelly lifted her head. “Fuck off.”
They both burst out laughing. “Sorry, we were only kidding.”
“Not funny,” I said.
I went back to what I was doing and, when I was done, I lay down again and enjoyed the sun on my skin.
We must have dozed off because, when I came to, the guys had gone and Kelly was snoring. I looked at her body and noticed she had her legs quite far apart and I could clearly see the lower part of her pussy where the string entered. I swallowed and looked away, embarrassed over what I had seen.
I got up and walked into the water and, when it reached my stomach, I dove into it and came up a few yards further out. My mind drifted back to what I had seen and a tingling feeling came over me. I knew at once that I was horny. What was happening to me? Why had seeing Kelly's pussy made me feel this way? I dipped my head and tried to think about something else, but couldn’t. Her cunt had looked so soft and I wondered how it would feel to touch it. Like my own I guessed: first hot and dry, then wet and hot. I swam under the water until my knees hit the bottom and then I stood and walked out of the sea.
The view that met me was even worse than the one I had left. Kelly had turned over on her back and had pulled up one of her legs to the side. Her bikini bottom had cut into her slit so one of her pussy lips was visible. There were several people around and some of the men were ogling her.
“Kelly, wake up,” I said and kicked her foot lightly.
“What... what is it?”
“You are showing of your thingy,” I said.
She looked down. “Oh shit. Fuck, God, how embarrassing.”
“Just cover yourself up and let’s get out of here. I am burning up.”
When we reached the lobby I looked at the clock on the wall behind the reception. It was close to one in the afternoon; we had been on the beach for almost two hours and I was starving.
“I’m going to take a shower. I’ll see you here in half an hour and we can have lunch together,” I said.
Kelly nodded and wandered off to the elevator that would take her to her room. Mine was in another tower so I used a different elevator.
When I walked into the room I found a note on the floor. It was from my parents who said they had gone for drinks with Kelly’s parents and that they would have lunch around one thirty.
I took off my bikini and stepped into the shower where I turned on the water. It stung a little when it hit my skin which had taken a beating from the sun, even though I had used Factor 50. While I washed my hair, the sight of Kelly’s pussy crept into my mind and stayed there. When I began to soap myself, my hands slid over my nipples and I gasped. They were hard and stood straight out. My hand slid down to my cunt and, when my finger touched my clit, I shivered and had to support myself by leaning against the wall. I was horny and there was only one way to take care of it.
I adjusted the shower head and then leaned against the wall. I used my fingers to spread my pussy lips so the water hit my clit and, within minutes, my knees began to buckle and I came with a long sigh and slid down to the floor where I sat, catching my breath.
The intense feeling of the water and my mind’s constant reminder of Kelly’s cunt had made me come in record time. This was awful, and I felt so ashamed. How could I have become so horny? Was I suddenly a lesbian, or what was happening to me?
I wasn’t sure I could tell Kelly, she might take it the wrong way and I didn’t want to lose my best friend. At the same time, she was my best friend and if I couldn’t speak to her, then who could I talk to?”
I got out of the shower, dried, used a skin lotion on my body and put on my makeup. I padded naked to my room where I dressed in a light yellow summer dress and sandals.
“You look so cute,” said Kelly when she saw me.
“Thanks, and so do you.”
Kelly wore tight shorts and a black tank top that exposed the sides of her firm boobs. Her black hair was in a ponytail high on her head and she was wearing high top sneakers. She used only a touch of lipstick and a little rouge on her cheeks. The overall look was stunning.
When we walked into the restaurant, several heads turned and their gaze followed Kelly as she made her way between the tables to where our parents were sitting.
“Hello, ladies. How was the beach?” said my dad when we sat down.
“Hot and sandy,” I said.
They laughed, and then set about ordering drinks from the waiter who had approached us. He had a hard time concentrating since he kept staring down Kelly’s tank top. Eventually, he got it right and went off for our order. The six of us got up and walked over to the large buffet and began to pile food on our plates. I was last in the line, Kelly in front of me. When our parents moved away a bit I leaned in and whispered, “I need to talk to you about something when we are alone.”
“Okay, let’s eat and then we can go to the pool. We can talk there.”
Kelly and I ate way too much but the food and the options were so good that we didn’t care. We left our parents having coffee and went to change into bikinis again. This time, I had to wait for Kelly and I spent the time in the little shop picking up a few souvenirs for friends back home. When I walked out with my little plastic bag, Kelly was waiting.
“There you are, let’s go.”
We found two sunbeds close to the bar and put down our towels. Since they were partly shaded by the roof of the bar, there was no one around us. We lay down and Kelly said, “What is it? What happened?”
I had thought about how to bring up the subject and said, “Before we came here, I got this strange feeling when I saw one of my classmates in the shower at school.”
Kelly turned her head. “Do you shower with the guys?”
“No, that’s just it. It was another girl.”
Kelly’s jaw dropped and she just stared at me. “You mean you have turned lesbian on me?”
“I have no idea what is happening. It felt so fucking strange and for days I couldn’t think about anything else other than her naked body.”
“Have you told her?”
"God, no, of course not. I don’t know if it’s just a whim or if I am seriously attracted to women now.”
“You need a cock, you need to get fucked hard,” she said and laughed.
“I am happy my frustration is making you laugh.”
“I’m sorry; it’s just that I find it very hard to believe you are a lesbian. I have known you since you were a kid, and you have never shown any signs of being attracted to women.”
“So? Maybe I’m a late bloomer.”
Kelly sat up and took my hands in hers. “Listen to me. Sometimes our hormones play tricks on us. I read an article in one of those girl magazines I like, and it said more than fifty percent of female college students have had same sex experiences by the time they graduate. So, what you are feeling is quite normal and it doesn’t mean you are gay. It’s just a phase you are going through, trust me.”
Her words made me calm down and they made sense. She lay back again and my gaze lingered on the soft curve of her pussy. So, it was my hormones playing tricks with me - fuckers!
We spent the better part of the afternoon at the pool. Kelly chased the sun by moving her sunbed around while I stayed in the shade. We swam in the pool and a few guys came up to us and invited us for drinks. I had a Mojito and Kelly continued with her Pina Coladas.
By the third Mojito I was becoming giggly and so was Kelly. We decided it was time to get back to or rooms for a nap before dinner.
When I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, my mind conjured up the image of Kelly’s pussy under the bikini and I fell asleep with a smile on my face and my hand on my cunt.
After dinner, we all went over to the area where the hotel put on shows and that night it was Flamenco. The couple danced very well and our parents slowly got drunk on Sangria.
“I have something to show you in my room,” said Kelly.
“Okay, what is it?”
“It’s a surprise, let’s go.”
Her room looked the same as mine, except the living room was painted in a light blue colour. The balcony door was open and a soft cool breeze came in from the sea. I went onto the balcony and looked out. I saw several boats moored below and the sound of the show reached my ears. Kelly had gone to the bathroom and I didn’t hear her until she stood right behind me. When I turned I took a step backwards.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
She was naked, and stood maybe two feet from me. The moon shone on her body and reflected in her eyes. She looked so beautiful.
“I remember something a guy told me when I dated him a few months ago.”
“Okay, but you can tell me that with your clothes on.”
She ignored me. “He said that he had gone through an episode where he thought he was gay and that his friend had come up with a way to get him through it.”
“And what was that?”
“Well, the friend told him to suck his cock.”
I burst out laughing. “You dated a guy who was gay?”
“Ah, here is the thing. The guy did suck his friend and decided he didn’t like it. He got his curiosity fulfilled, end of story.”
“So, what are you saying is that I should eat you out?”
When I said it and heard the words, my body responded. I felt myself becoming moist and my nipples hardened.
“Well, we might not have to go that far. I thought if you touched my boobs first and then we can go from there.”
I couldn’t believe what was happening. Why was Kelly doing this? “But, are you sure this is okay? I mean, you don’t have to do it.”
“I know, but you are my best friend and, if touching my boobs can give you peace of mind about your sexuality, I am okay with that.”
“Oh, right. Okay, how do we do this?”
She took my hand and led me back inside where she again stood close in front of me. “Touch me, do what you have to do.”
My eyes met hers and she smiled, a little insecure smile, and then looked away. I wasn’t sure where to begin so I put my hands on her arms and slowly moved them up to her shoulders. She shivered under my touch and gave me a quick smile and then closed her eyes. I guess she didn’t want to look at me while I explored her body.
I let go of her shoulders and then let my fingertips caress the sides of her large round boobs and her nipples became erect.
“Wow, look at that,” I whispered.
“Shut up.”
I smiled and cupped them in my hands. They were heavier than I had thought and harder. I weighed and bounced them lightly in my hands. I thought about kissing them but decided it would be too much. It felt weird holding someone else’s boobs in my hands. I knew my own but these were so much bigger.
I continued my exploration by sliding my hands around Kelly and down her back to where the curve of her ass began. By doing this I had to step closer and her nipples brushed against me and a shiver ran though my body.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to,” I said
“It’s okay.”
The skin on her ass was soft like velvet and firm. I gently dug my nails into her soft flesh and she whimpered a little as I trailed my nails along the sides to the front and up her tummy and then back down again. I stopped when I felt the tuft of hair above her cunt.
“Is it okay?” I asked.
“Do what you have to do,” she whispered.
I stepped back a little and then placed my palm on her pussy. My middle finger felt her slit and, when I pressed against it, a little a sigh escaped Kelly’s lips and I noticed she was moist. It made me stop. What was happening? Was my best friend being turned on by me touching her? Come to think of it, it did make sense, we were only human after all. I supposed that if you touched someone like I had, it would create a feeling of arousal.
“Kelly, can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” her voice tense.
“Are you horny?”
She didn’t meet my searching eyes but looked at something behind me when she answered, “A little.”
“Mmm, I thought so, you are moist.”
“Well, what did you expect? You were touching my boobs and now you have a finger on my cunt, of course I am horny.”
“Sorry, stupid question. Do you want me to stop?”
Her eyes met mine. “Are you done?”
“No, not yet.”
“Well, get it over with.”
I knelt in front of her and looked up at her pussy. Her lips were swollen and I could see the moisture glistering in the moonlight. I saw her clit, sticking out a little from its folds. My finger was drawn to it and, when I poked it, Kelly gasped.
“You liked that?” I said.
“Mmm.”
This time I didn’t poke her. Instead I placed my thumb on it and very gently began to rub. The result was immediate. Kelly sighed and closed her eyes.
My thumb became wet from her juices and I wanted to know what they tasted like. I moved in and stuck out my tongue just as my lips touched hers.
“Jesus! Don’t do that. I am going to come if you do.”
“So? You said I could do whatever I wanted.”
I looked up at her, my tongue flickering over her clit. Her cheeks were red and I saw a film of sweat on her forehead. Her eyes told me that her words didn’t mean what they said. She had that horny look I had seen on myself in the mirror in my room when I used to watch myself play with my pussy.
“You don’t want me to stop, do you?”
“No,” she whispered.
Instead she walked backwards until her legs touched the sofa and sat down on it. I crawled like a panther over the floor keeping eye contact with her until I reached her. I put my hands on her inner thighs and spread her legs and then she scooted down a little until her ass was on the edge of the sofa.
When I lowered my head and put my mouth over her clit, her fingers dug into my hair and pushed my head hard against herself. She tasted like a mixture of salt and something sweet, and I loved it. I rubbed her clit with my thumb while licking her hole and her lips. Then I switched, my tongue flickering over her clit while I slid two fingers inside her.
“Oh God... oh, oh, that feels so fucking good,” she moaned.
I didn’t answer but kept on finger fucking her. She was so wet and hot, I had never felt anything like it. I never finger fucked myself, I only rubbed my clit when I masturbated.
Her moans and gasps became louder and, at one point she sat up and her mouth opened and closed like a fish on dry land, then she slumped back on the sofa and put her legs over my shoulders. Clamping her thighs, she stopped me from moving and, when she finally came, I thought she would rip my head off my shoulders.
She tensed and then her legs shot out and she let go of a long moan and several short gasps.
“Oh, baby, oh God, that was amazing,” she said when she finally let go of my head and I could breathe properly.
“Wow, it was pretty cool,” I said.
She looked at me for a moment and then said, “Your face is all wet.”
I giggled. “Yeah, I guess it is. But let me tell you something, you taste good.”
She blushed and then got up. I stayed on the floor and watched her walk to the bathroom.
I took an emotional inventory of myself and realized that I had liked what I had done and I would like to do it again, soon. But most of all, I wanted Kelly to do it to me. When she came out of the bathroom she looked like nothing had happened. She was dressed again, her makeup was perfect and her hair looked untouched.
“It’s your turn to make yourself presentable. We better go down to the others before they miss us.”
I realized she was right and got up. When I passed her she took my hand and said, “I hope you got it out of your system and you will go back to chasing cock.”
I smiled at her and said, “I think I need to try this again, before I am sure.”
“You horny little bitch, if it wasn’t for the way you did it, which was amazing, I would slap you silly.”
“We’ll see what happens. We still have thirteen days in this place, so there is plenty of time. "
“Mmm, I guess you are right. Go and wash that pussy juice off your face and get dressed. I need several drinks after this."
When we left the room and walked to the elevator I leaned in and said, “I want you again, and you know it.”
She punched my shoulder gently and said, “We’ll see about that.”
“And then I want you to do the same to me.”
She stared at me. “Why should I? It was your fantasy, not mine.”
“True, but I think you should try it out, just to know how it feels.”
She put her arm around me and said, “Maybe. Let me sleep on it, but now I want to get some drinks and watch hot men.”
I laughed and we walked arm in arm to the elevator.
“Dad, can we go to the beach?” I said, turning back into the hotel room.
My dad came out from the bathroom and said, “In a minute. Let’s unpack first. Go and help your mom.”
The accomodation was a suite with two bedrooms and a living room between them. The balcony had a table with four chairs and two sunbeds. The living room was nicely done in a peach colour and had a small fridge and a large LED TV on the wall. Opposite stood a sofa bed with a coffee table in front and two chairs on each end.
I found my mother in the bedroom she and my dad had chosen. “Could you take your bag and unpack it,” she said, pointing at my pink suitcase on the floor.
“Sure, but what is it doing in here?”
“Your dad wasn’t sure which room we would take. Both have double beds.”
“Cool, that way I can spread out,” I said and picked up the bag.
My room looked the same as my parents: bed, a large window with drapes and a small desk under it. I was about to open my suitcase when my phone buzzed. I looked at the screen and smiled.
“Bitch, where are you?” said my best friend, Kelly.
“In my room, where are you?”
“Still on the bus from the airport. I think we will be there in fifteen minutes. What’s it like?”
“Amazing, it’s so beautiful.”
“Who gives a shit, I meant the guys.”
I laughed. “No clue, haven’t seen anyone yet.”
“You are as useful as a used tampon. See you later, girl.”
Kelly and I had been friends since middle-school. We used to live on the same street but, a few years ago, my dad got a promotion and we had to move. Over the years, our two families had become close and every so often we would go on a holiday together. This year we had all decided on Mallorca. Our parents booked a two weeks all-inclusive holiday for us and we'd arrived first.
After unpacking and hanging up my dresses and pants in the walk-in closet, I touched up my makeup and told my parents I would go down to the lobby and wait for Kelly and her family. As they were busy unpacking, they hardly noticed me leave.
The lobby was cool and I sat on a sofa from where I had a clear view of the entrance. The hotel was big with two pools and three restaurants. While I waited, I watched the people go back and forth either to one of the pools or to the little shop and some to the reception. I saw a few guys my age and they looked okay.
I didn’t have a boyfriend at the time which I thought my parents where happy about. At sixteen, they didn’t think I was ready for a real relationship. What they didn’t know was that I had made out a few times with guys at parties and one of them had actually gone as far as fingering me during one especially hot session. I liked it and, if he hadn’t been sick a minute later, we might have fucked!
When I heard a scream, I looked up in time to see Kelly running at me. Her black hair flowed like fire behind her and, when she reached me, she hugged me so hard that I almost lost my breath. Her large boobs pressed against my smaller ones and she gave me a big wet kiss on the cheek.
“God, it’s so nice to see you. Let me have a look at you,” she said and stepped back. After a second she continued, “Mmm, I like it. New hair style, a little less fat on your hips, you look great.”
I laughed. “Thanks, and so do you.”
Kelly had always been an eye turner. Her long black hair, crystal blue eyes and curvy body made most boys and men stare at her, and she knew it. She had never been shy about showing off her body and it drove her parents crazy. The previous summer she had showed up at the pool one morning topless and in a thong bikini bottom. My dad had looked away and her dad sent her right back to the room to change.
Now, she wore a short skirt and a tight top which she had knotted above her belly button. Her large boobs left little to imagination.
“Hi, how are you?” said Helen, Kelly’s mother. Her father, Burt was talking to the receptionist.
“Fine, thanks, and you?”
“Tired from the flight. Where are your parents?”
“In the room unpacking.”
“Well, I’ll give them a call when I get to my room. We could all meet for drinks later.”
“C’mon, let’s go and look around,” said Kelly and took my hand.
“I’ll see you girls later. And stay out of trouble.”
“Sure, Mom,” said Kelly and dragged me towards the pool area.
When we walked outside she said, “Those shorts look good on you; they show of your ass, which is your best asset, no pun intended.”
“Gee, thanks Kelly.”
I was a not a beauty like Kelly. My boobs were a lot smaller and I was a few inches shorter. I’m a natural blonde with green eyes and pale skin. I burn easy and have to use SPF50 all the time. Still, the guys seem to find me attractive enough. It must be my large mouth and sensual lips. At least that’s what Kelly always told me. "You have a mouth made to suck cock," she said. I had no idea if it was true since I'd never done it.
Kelly headed for the pool bar and pulled out a chair for me. “What are you having?”
“Water.”
“What? C’mon, you are on holiday, live a little. I’m having a Pina Colada.”
It was only ten in the morning. “Go ahead, but I’ll stick to water.”
After telling the barman what we wanted, Kelly turned on the bar stool and looked out over the pool area. “Do you see anything interesting?”
“Not really," I said. "There are a couple of guys over there, by the showers.”
Kelly looked in that direction and spotted them. “Yummy, Italian or Spanish, lots of hair on their bodies.”
I giggled. “You can keep them, I am not into making out with Teddy Bears.”
She laughed and sipped from the straw. “This is good, are you sure you don’t want one?”
“Yeah, my parents would get upset if they knew I was drinking.”
“Really?”
Kelly was a year older than I, and her parents let her drink, socially that is. That she got hammered after they went to bed was something that they didn’t know about. I liked a drink once in a while, but not to get too drunk. I liked to be in control.
“Yes, I might have one or two tonight.”
We sat in the shade catching up on what we had done since the last time we met. Even though we spoke or chatted every day it wasn’t the same as sitting and talking face to face. Kelly told me about a guy she was dating and I told her about the guy who puked while fingering me.
“God, girl, that is awful,” she said.
“Yeah, lucky me I didn’t get anything on me. So, tell me, have you done it yet?”
“It, as in have I had sex with him?”
“Yeah, what else would it be?”
She leaned closer and in a whisper said, “Yes, we have, and it was great.”
“But you weren’t a virgin right?”
She laughed. “No, Greg is my third guy, and so far the best.”
“Really, why do you say that?”
“Well, he takes his time with me. The others just wanted to stick it in me, but Greg takes his time with the foreplay.”
“Oh, that’s so cute.”
We laughed and Kelly ordered another drink.
“Maybe we can arrange it so you lose your virginity during our holiday,” said Kelly when she had tried her new Pina Colada.
“I’m in no rush. If I meet someone, so be it. But, if not, I will survive.”
“That’s because you don’t know how it is.”
“How will you survive two weeks without Greg?” I said, grinning at her.
“I got these.” She held up her right hand and moved her fingers.
I laughed. “Yes you do, and so do I.”
“How often do you do it?”
“A couple of times a week, I guess.”
“I do it less, obviously, because I have Greg, but when I was single it was almost every day.”
“God, what a horny slut you are.”
We both laughed and the bartender gave us a look that said we were crazy tourists.
“C’mon, let's get our bikinis on and go to the beach. I’ll see you in the lobby in ten minutes,” said Kelly and we walked back to our rooms.
I made sure I was covered in SPF50, getting my mom to help with my back. I wore a new dark purple bikini. It was cut high and showed off more than half my ass cheeks and had a really narrow part that covered my cunt. I double checked in the bathroom that I had no pubic hair sticking out. I have a cute little blonde landing strip above my clit and there was no sign of hairs.
Kelly was waiting for me when I stepped out of the elevator. She wore a white bikini that displayed plenty of cleavage and had only a string in her ass. I guess her dad had approved of this model, and she was one year older.
“Let’s go,” she said and led the way out of the lobby to the path that led down to the beach.
The sand was burning hot and we ran to the water where we cooled off our feet while looking for a place to put down our towels.
“There, next to those guys,” said Kelly, indicating with a nod to where two guys sat in the sun talking. I guessed their age around twenty which made them way too old for me, according to my parents. But what they didn’t know, didn’t hurt them.
“Hi guys, do you mind if we sit here?”
The one facing us looked up and smiled. “Please, go right ahead.” The accent was German and ,when his friend saw Kelly, he grinned like a mad man.
We spread out our towels and I lay on my back while Kelly decided to be on her stomach. After a few minutes she said, “Could you put some suncream on my back? It’s in my bag.”
I found the bottle and knelt next to her. In the corner of my eye I saw the two Germans ogling us. When I squirted the white lotion on her back, Kelly giggled. I made sure I covered every part of her skin and, when I moved my hands down the sides close to her boobs, she said, “Mmm, that’s how Greg does it. God I miss him.”
“What? Does he put sunlotion on you?”
“No, stupid, he gives me massages.”
“Oh, okay.”
“C’mon, touch her boobs,” said one of the Germans and the other laughed.
Kelly lifted her head. “Fuck off.”
They both burst out laughing. “Sorry, we were only kidding.”
“Not funny,” I said.
I went back to what I was doing and, when I was done, I lay down again and enjoyed the sun on my skin.
We must have dozed off because, when I came to, the guys had gone and Kelly was snoring. I looked at her body and noticed she had her legs quite far apart and I could clearly see the lower part of her pussy where the string entered. I swallowed and looked away, embarrassed over what I had seen.
I got up and walked into the water and, when it reached my stomach, I dove into it and came up a few yards further out. My mind drifted back to what I had seen and a tingling feeling came over me. I knew at once that I was horny. What was happening to me? Why had seeing Kelly's pussy made me feel this way? I dipped my head and tried to think about something else, but couldn’t. Her cunt had looked so soft and I wondered how it would feel to touch it. Like my own I guessed: first hot and dry, then wet and hot. I swam under the water until my knees hit the bottom and then I stood and walked out of the sea.
The view that met me was even worse than the one I had left. Kelly had turned over on her back and had pulled up one of her legs to the side. Her bikini bottom had cut into her slit so one of her pussy lips was visible. There were several people around and some of the men were ogling her.
“Kelly, wake up,” I said and kicked her foot lightly.
“What... what is it?”
“You are showing of your thingy,” I said.
She looked down. “Oh shit. Fuck, God, how embarrassing.”
“Just cover yourself up and let’s get out of here. I am burning up.”
When we reached the lobby I looked at the clock on the wall behind the reception. It was close to one in the afternoon; we had been on the beach for almost two hours and I was starving.
“I’m going to take a shower. I’ll see you here in half an hour and we can have lunch together,” I said.
Kelly nodded and wandered off to the elevator that would take her to her room. Mine was in another tower so I used a different elevator.
When I walked into the room I found a note on the floor. It was from my parents who said they had gone for drinks with Kelly’s parents and that they would have lunch around one thirty.
I took off my bikini and stepped into the shower where I turned on the water. It stung a little when it hit my skin which had taken a beating from the sun, even though I had used Factor 50. While I washed my hair, the sight of Kelly’s pussy crept into my mind and stayed there. When I began to soap myself, my hands slid over my nipples and I gasped. They were hard and stood straight out. My hand slid down to my cunt and, when my finger touched my clit, I shivered and had to support myself by leaning against the wall. I was horny and there was only one way to take care of it.
I adjusted the shower head and then leaned against the wall. I used my fingers to spread my pussy lips so the water hit my clit and, within minutes, my knees began to buckle and I came with a long sigh and slid down to the floor where I sat, catching my breath.
The intense feeling of the water and my mind’s constant reminder of Kelly’s cunt had made me come in record time. This was awful, and I felt so ashamed. How could I have become so horny? Was I suddenly a lesbian, or what was happening to me?
I wasn’t sure I could tell Kelly, she might take it the wrong way and I didn’t want to lose my best friend. At the same time, she was my best friend and if I couldn’t speak to her, then who could I talk to?”
I got out of the shower, dried, used a skin lotion on my body and put on my makeup. I padded naked to my room where I dressed in a light yellow summer dress and sandals.
“You look so cute,” said Kelly when she saw me.
“Thanks, and so do you.”
Kelly wore tight shorts and a black tank top that exposed the sides of her firm boobs. Her black hair was in a ponytail high on her head and she was wearing high top sneakers. She used only a touch of lipstick and a little rouge on her cheeks. The overall look was stunning.
When we walked into the restaurant, several heads turned and their gaze followed Kelly as she made her way between the tables to where our parents were sitting.
“Hello, ladies. How was the beach?” said my dad when we sat down.
“Hot and sandy,” I said.
They laughed, and then set about ordering drinks from the waiter who had approached us. He had a hard time concentrating since he kept staring down Kelly’s tank top. Eventually, he got it right and went off for our order. The six of us got up and walked over to the large buffet and began to pile food on our plates. I was last in the line, Kelly in front of me. When our parents moved away a bit I leaned in and whispered, “I need to talk to you about something when we are alone.”
“Okay, let’s eat and then we can go to the pool. We can talk there.”
Kelly and I ate way too much but the food and the options were so good that we didn’t care. We left our parents having coffee and went to change into bikinis again. This time, I had to wait for Kelly and I spent the time in the little shop picking up a few souvenirs for friends back home. When I walked out with my little plastic bag, Kelly was waiting.
“There you are, let’s go.”
We found two sunbeds close to the bar and put down our towels. Since they were partly shaded by the roof of the bar, there was no one around us. We lay down and Kelly said, “What is it? What happened?”
I had thought about how to bring up the subject and said, “Before we came here, I got this strange feeling when I saw one of my classmates in the shower at school.”
Kelly turned her head. “Do you shower with the guys?”
“No, that’s just it. It was another girl.”
Kelly’s jaw dropped and she just stared at me. “You mean you have turned lesbian on me?”
“I have no idea what is happening. It felt so fucking strange and for days I couldn’t think about anything else other than her naked body.”
“Have you told her?”
"God, no, of course not. I don’t know if it’s just a whim or if I am seriously attracted to women now.”
“You need a cock, you need to get fucked hard,” she said and laughed.
“I am happy my frustration is making you laugh.”
“I’m sorry; it’s just that I find it very hard to believe you are a lesbian. I have known you since you were a kid, and you have never shown any signs of being attracted to women.”
“So? Maybe I’m a late bloomer.”
Kelly sat up and took my hands in hers. “Listen to me. Sometimes our hormones play tricks on us. I read an article in one of those girl magazines I like, and it said more than fifty percent of female college students have had same sex experiences by the time they graduate. So, what you are feeling is quite normal and it doesn’t mean you are gay. It’s just a phase you are going through, trust me.”
Her words made me calm down and they made sense. She lay back again and my gaze lingered on the soft curve of her pussy. So, it was my hormones playing tricks with me - fuckers!
We spent the better part of the afternoon at the pool. Kelly chased the sun by moving her sunbed around while I stayed in the shade. We swam in the pool and a few guys came up to us and invited us for drinks. I had a Mojito and Kelly continued with her Pina Coladas.
By the third Mojito I was becoming giggly and so was Kelly. We decided it was time to get back to or rooms for a nap before dinner.
When I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, my mind conjured up the image of Kelly’s pussy under the bikini and I fell asleep with a smile on my face and my hand on my cunt.
After dinner, we all went over to the area where the hotel put on shows and that night it was Flamenco. The couple danced very well and our parents slowly got drunk on Sangria.
“I have something to show you in my room,” said Kelly.
“Okay, what is it?”
“It’s a surprise, let’s go.”
Her room looked the same as mine, except the living room was painted in a light blue colour. The balcony door was open and a soft cool breeze came in from the sea. I went onto the balcony and looked out. I saw several boats moored below and the sound of the show reached my ears. Kelly had gone to the bathroom and I didn’t hear her until she stood right behind me. When I turned I took a step backwards.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
She was naked, and stood maybe two feet from me. The moon shone on her body and reflected in her eyes. She looked so beautiful.
“I remember something a guy told me when I dated him a few months ago.”
“Okay, but you can tell me that with your clothes on.”
She ignored me. “He said that he had gone through an episode where he thought he was gay and that his friend had come up with a way to get him through it.”
“And what was that?”
“Well, the friend told him to suck his cock.”
I burst out laughing. “You dated a guy who was gay?”
“Ah, here is the thing. The guy did suck his friend and decided he didn’t like it. He got his curiosity fulfilled, end of story.”
“So, what are you saying is that I should eat you out?”
When I said it and heard the words, my body responded. I felt myself becoming moist and my nipples hardened.
“Well, we might not have to go that far. I thought if you touched my boobs first and then we can go from there.”
I couldn’t believe what was happening. Why was Kelly doing this? “But, are you sure this is okay? I mean, you don’t have to do it.”
“I know, but you are my best friend and, if touching my boobs can give you peace of mind about your sexuality, I am okay with that.”
“Oh, right. Okay, how do we do this?”
She took my hand and led me back inside where she again stood close in front of me. “Touch me, do what you have to do.”
My eyes met hers and she smiled, a little insecure smile, and then looked away. I wasn’t sure where to begin so I put my hands on her arms and slowly moved them up to her shoulders. She shivered under my touch and gave me a quick smile and then closed her eyes. I guess she didn’t want to look at me while I explored her body.
I let go of her shoulders and then let my fingertips caress the sides of her large round boobs and her nipples became erect.
“Wow, look at that,” I whispered.
“Shut up.”
I smiled and cupped them in my hands. They were heavier than I had thought and harder. I weighed and bounced them lightly in my hands. I thought about kissing them but decided it would be too much. It felt weird holding someone else’s boobs in my hands. I knew my own but these were so much bigger.
I continued my exploration by sliding my hands around Kelly and down her back to where the curve of her ass began. By doing this I had to step closer and her nipples brushed against me and a shiver ran though my body.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to,” I said
“It’s okay.”
The skin on her ass was soft like velvet and firm. I gently dug my nails into her soft flesh and she whimpered a little as I trailed my nails along the sides to the front and up her tummy and then back down again. I stopped when I felt the tuft of hair above her cunt.
“Is it okay?” I asked.
“Do what you have to do,” she whispered.
I stepped back a little and then placed my palm on her pussy. My middle finger felt her slit and, when I pressed against it, a little a sigh escaped Kelly’s lips and I noticed she was moist. It made me stop. What was happening? Was my best friend being turned on by me touching her? Come to think of it, it did make sense, we were only human after all. I supposed that if you touched someone like I had, it would create a feeling of arousal.
“Kelly, can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” her voice tense.
“Are you horny?”
She didn’t meet my searching eyes but looked at something behind me when she answered, “A little.”
“Mmm, I thought so, you are moist.”
“Well, what did you expect? You were touching my boobs and now you have a finger on my cunt, of course I am horny.”
“Sorry, stupid question. Do you want me to stop?”
Her eyes met mine. “Are you done?”
“No, not yet.”
“Well, get it over with.”
I knelt in front of her and looked up at her pussy. Her lips were swollen and I could see the moisture glistering in the moonlight. I saw her clit, sticking out a little from its folds. My finger was drawn to it and, when I poked it, Kelly gasped.
“You liked that?” I said.
“Mmm.”
This time I didn’t poke her. Instead I placed my thumb on it and very gently began to rub. The result was immediate. Kelly sighed and closed her eyes.
My thumb became wet from her juices and I wanted to know what they tasted like. I moved in and stuck out my tongue just as my lips touched hers.
“Jesus! Don’t do that. I am going to come if you do.”
“So? You said I could do whatever I wanted.”
I looked up at her, my tongue flickering over her clit. Her cheeks were red and I saw a film of sweat on her forehead. Her eyes told me that her words didn’t mean what they said. She had that horny look I had seen on myself in the mirror in my room when I used to watch myself play with my pussy.
“You don’t want me to stop, do you?”
“No,” she whispered.
Instead she walked backwards until her legs touched the sofa and sat down on it. I crawled like a panther over the floor keeping eye contact with her until I reached her. I put my hands on her inner thighs and spread her legs and then she scooted down a little until her ass was on the edge of the sofa.
When I lowered my head and put my mouth over her clit, her fingers dug into my hair and pushed my head hard against herself. She tasted like a mixture of salt and something sweet, and I loved it. I rubbed her clit with my thumb while licking her hole and her lips. Then I switched, my tongue flickering over her clit while I slid two fingers inside her.
“Oh God... oh, oh, that feels so fucking good,” she moaned.
I didn’t answer but kept on finger fucking her. She was so wet and hot, I had never felt anything like it. I never finger fucked myself, I only rubbed my clit when I masturbated.
Her moans and gasps became louder and, at one point she sat up and her mouth opened and closed like a fish on dry land, then she slumped back on the sofa and put her legs over my shoulders. Clamping her thighs, she stopped me from moving and, when she finally came, I thought she would rip my head off my shoulders.
She tensed and then her legs shot out and she let go of a long moan and several short gasps.
“Oh, baby, oh God, that was amazing,” she said when she finally let go of my head and I could breathe properly.
“Wow, it was pretty cool,” I said.
She looked at me for a moment and then said, “Your face is all wet.”
I giggled. “Yeah, I guess it is. But let me tell you something, you taste good.”
She blushed and then got up. I stayed on the floor and watched her walk to the bathroom.
I took an emotional inventory of myself and realized that I had liked what I had done and I would like to do it again, soon. But most of all, I wanted Kelly to do it to me. When she came out of the bathroom she looked like nothing had happened. She was dressed again, her makeup was perfect and her hair looked untouched.
“It’s your turn to make yourself presentable. We better go down to the others before they miss us.”
I realized she was right and got up. When I passed her she took my hand and said, “I hope you got it out of your system and you will go back to chasing cock.”
I smiled at her and said, “I think I need to try this again, before I am sure.”
“You horny little bitch, if it wasn’t for the way you did it, which was amazing, I would slap you silly.”
“We’ll see what happens. We still have thirteen days in this place, so there is plenty of time. "
“Mmm, I guess you are right. Go and wash that pussy juice off your face and get dressed. I need several drinks after this."
When we left the room and walked to the elevator I leaned in and said, “I want you again, and you know it.”
She punched my shoulder gently and said, “We’ll see about that.”
“And then I want you to do the same to me.”
She stared at me. “Why should I? It was your fantasy, not mine.”
“True, but I think you should try it out, just to know how it feels.”
She put her arm around me and said, “Maybe. Let me sleep on it, but now I want to get some drinks and watch hot men.”
I laughed and we walked arm in arm to the elevator.
Jeannie
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