I was with Ginger, kissing her mouth, feeling her tongue dance with my tongue, my hands touching her soft freckled skin, so soft and silky, different than the other girls. I think I could tell them apart just by touching their skin.
I rolled onto my back as Ginger pushed me down and covered me with her body. I could feel Ginger’s large boobs pressing firmly against my own, our nipples poking into each other’s soft flesh. My arms went around her back and my hands felt the delicate skin that covered her from shoulders to hips. I traced her spine, her ribs moving down to her ass. Her ass was a combination of soft and firm, like no other part of her. I couldn’t get enough of feeling it in my hands. I squeezed and pinched her bottom, pulling her pussy against mine. I could feel her pubic hair rub against my own.
Both of us were moaning into each other’s mouths. I’m not sure if she felt as I did, but I wanted to make love to her, not just have sex.
I rolled her over so I was on top. I got up on my knees and pulled away, looking down at this beautiful pale skinned redhead. She is gorgeous, not more than any of us, but in this instance, she was all I could see.
Ginger looked up at me, our eyes met and in that moment I’m sure she knew my feelings and smiled. I leant over and kissed her again, working my way down her body with little kisses. Ginger stretched her arms over her head and exposed her entire body to me for my pleasure.
I stopped at her breasts for a moment, licking her nipples, tasting her, smelling her aroma. I was nearly faint with sensory overload. I could smell her musk mixed with her perfume, taste her lightly salty skin seasoned with perspiration.
I moved lower to her belly, kissing her navel and slipping my tongue into her belly button making her moan softly from my touch.
As I approached her red bush I thought to myself how it interesting it smells, the hairs capturing her feminine scent, the scent of a woman. “Why would any woman shave this away?” I thought to myself.
I kissed and nibbled at her labia, then licking up her slit feeling the moisture that was building between her lips. I scooped it up with my tongue and savoured it. Again licking from the bottom up to her clit, scooping as much as I could onto my tongue.
I raised my head and looked up at Ginger as she looked down at me and smiled. I moved up to kiss her mouth, with my mouth filled with her pussy juice. I wanted to share with her the nectar I found so delicious. She accepted my wet kiss with ardour. Our kiss seemed to last an eternity.
When our lips parted, we held each other, my head resting on her shoulder and our arms wrapped around each other. Our hands eventually started moving again, touching each other, slowly building our desire for fulfilment.
“Let’s do a 69,” Ginger suggested.
I lifted myself up and straddled Ginger’s head, lowering my pussy to her lips as I leant forward inhaling her scent as my lips touched her pussy lips. I kissed her lips as she kissed mine. We were loving each other’s pussies in sync. As I dipped my tongue into her slit, so did she to mine. It became a dance, I lead and she followed. Tandem Lovers I called it.
As our mouths sought each other out, our pleasures built until we were moaning in a frenzy and our bodies were floundering with pleasure.
Just then, Ginger stiffened under me and pulled my hips down on her so her mouth was jammed into my pussy, sucking my clit as she came. This, of course, pushed me over the edge and I came with her. My pussy spasming on her mouth as her pussy spasmed on mine. Our juices were flowing like an endless river of lust.
When we finally stopped convulsing on each other, I pulled my face away from her pussy. I was covered from ear to ear with her love juices. I think we totally forgot that there were two other people on the bed with us the whole time.
“Oh my god, Ginger, that was simply marvellous. I think I love you,” I said
“I feel the same way, double ditto, Jody,” replied Ginger. “I love you too.”
Right next to us, Bridget and Janet were laying together, seeming to have had just as much fun as their breathing was still somewhat irregular and they were covered with a light sheen of perspiration. Ginger and I, of course, have no clue as to what they did while we were otherwise occupied.
Bridget was first to speak, “I think we all need some refreshments, don’t you?”
A loud chorus of “YES” was replied.
We four hopped out of Bridget’s bed, naked, we made our way to the kitchen and raided the refrigerator of drink and some snacks. It felt so normal to just hang out together sitting, eating and drinking naked. We all stood around the kitchen island replenishing ourselves without paying any mind to the fact we had no clothes on.
Once we were done, we prepared ourselves for sleep and as Bridget had said, she saved me a place beside her in bed. Being it was a King size bed there was room, albeit limited, for all four of us to cuddle up in.
Bridget was at the end, me next, then Ginger and on the other end, Janet. We laughingly decided that we would all spoon with the one next to us, so Bridget spooned with me, I spooned with Ginger and she spooned with Janet.
“I don’t think we are going to get any sleep like this,” I said as I held Ginger’s body. Her bum pressed into my pubic mound, my thighs pressing her thighs, my arm around her and my hand closed over her breast. Just this much touching was turning me on again. Bridget was doing the same behind me. I could feel her pubic hair on my ass and her thighs pressing against mine. I was surrounded by girl flesh!
“I know what you mean, Jody, I can feel both you and Janet on both sides of me. It’s too much to ignore,” she said as she too fondled Janet’s boobs. “It’s so erotic, feeling so much skin all at once. It’s sensory overload.”
“Okay,” I said, “how about we all just close our eyes and experience this awesome feeling for as long as we can without having sex with each other.”
“I’m sure we can try, but I doubt it will last very long,” said Bridget “I know you girls and you can’t be like this for more than 10 minutes without feeling each other up.”
We all laughed at that because it was true. We’ve been doing this for a number of weekends at our sleepovers and we don’t ever go to sleep before we’ve had at least two orgasms each. However we have grown much closer and our relationships have changed from friends to sex partners, to lovers. I truly believe we were all falling in love with each other. All of us.
We lay together just holding each other, feeling the warmth and softness of our skin against skin. Keeping our eyes closed to enhance our other senses, we focused on the sense of touch and smell.