I missed Jenny so much and couldn't wait to see her. We had been best friends from four years old until she moved on my twelfth birthday. What an awful present that was. After she moved we talked constantly on the phone until our parents got the first bill. We turned to writing letters on a regular basis. After about a year and a half, more and more time started passing between letters. By the time I turned fourteen I only heard from Jenny two or three times a year. Now it was the summer before my senior year in high school and I just turned seventeen. I had been thinking about Jenny for several days, even though we hadn't heard from each other in months, when she called a few weeks ago with the news. Her parents were going to Europe for a week by themselves. Jenny was calling to ask if she could spend the week at my house. Of course I said yes.
Now here I was, waiting anxiously in the airport for the best friend I had ever had. When I saw her coming out of the terminal, I laughed, cried, and ran towards her at the same time. We embraced and hugged each other for what seemed like forever. I stepped back and took a good look at my childhood buddy. Jenny was seventeen as well and had developed nicely. Her short blonde hair accented her high cheekbones which formed a natural smile, which in turn set off her baby blue eyes. At 5'4" she was a tad shorter than me, but her breasts were much larger. Whereas I'm a 32b, she wore at least a 36c. We'd both always been athletic and our bodies showed it. She looked so adorable in her tight tee shirt and cut-off blue jean shorts.
"Oh my God, Mary it is so great to see you," Jenny beamed as she spoke.
"I know. It's been so long," I replied.
"We've got so much to talk about," we said at the same time. There was a short pause before we both laughed hysterically. I put my around her and we went to pick up her luggage. We talked none stop through the airport and the drive to my house. We pulled into the driveway a little after 5:00 in the evening. My parents had always loved Jenny, so they were almost as glad to see her as I was. The four of us talked all through dinner and for a few hours as we sat around the fireplace sipping wine. My parents had to work the next day so they went to bed around 10:00. Jenny and I went up to my attic bedroom, which I inherited a year after Jenny left. We took the bottle of wine my parents had opened and one more for good measure. My parents had sound proofed my room during my clarinet phase, so we knew we could talk all night without disturbing my parents and sleep late without them disturbing us.
"I love what you've done with the place," Jenny said as she stood at the top of the stairs looking in.
"Thanks. It took a while to get the right effect," I replied. The entire ceiling was covered with stars, planets, and comets, all of which glowed in the dark due to several black lights I had placed around the room. All the furniture except the bed was set up against the far back wall. The king sized bed sat to our right as we walked into the room. It lay beneath a small oval window which allowed the moonlight to illuminate the bed.
"This is so cool," Jenny said as she walked across the bed on her knees to look out the window.
"I like it," I couldn't help noticing Jenny's cute ass, since it stuck up as she wiggled across the bed. "It's an especially good place to get stoned."
Jenny flopped around to face me.
"You mean, smoke pot?" Jenny said with exaggerated shock. "I thought only baaad girls smoke marijuanaaa."
We both laughed and I started lighting candles and incense that I'd placed around the room. We had been too young to smoke before Jenny left, and neither of us had ever given any indication in our letters, but somehow I knew she'd be cool with it.
"Shit, I forgot to pee before we walked up," Jenny said.
"That's okay, there's a bathroom right there."
Jenny gave me a funny look.
"Who the hell has a bathroom in their attic?"
"Christmas present two years ago."
"You mean to tell me that Santa Clause dropped off a toilet on his way down your chimney?"
"Brought a stand up shower and a sink too. Best damn present I ever got, though I'm hoping for a Miata this year."
"Cool beans," Jenny replied as she got off the bad and headed to the bathroom. "But how did a bad girl that smokes pot get on Santa's good list."
"Cause when I'm bad, I can be damn good," I shot her my lustiest look to go with the old sexual cliche.
"Oh really?" Jenny returned her innocent look where she drops her eyes and bites her lower lip. It was the same look she'd used back when we lived in the same neighborhood. I almost started to cry, but instead walked over and hugged her.
"It's so good to be with you," I said as we leaned back still embracing each other around the waist.
"I missed you too."
We looked at each other for a few moments soaking it all in. Jenny gave me a quick kiss on the lips before breaking the hug and walking into the bathroom. I took off my shoes and socks, then threw my tee shirt and bra into the hamper. I grabbed my nightshirt and pulled it on before taking my shorts and panties off. Usually that's how I slept, but now I wondered if I should wear panties under the shirt since I had company sharing my bed. I laughed at my silliness and thought about how long it'd been since Jenny and I had been close together. The memories of huddling under the covers and telling jokes and stories until the sun arrived came to mind. As soon as the first daylight came through the window, we'd kiss each other good night and fall asleep, usually with our arms wrapped around each other. It was funny, neither of our parents hugged us very much. Both pairs were very loving parents, they simply didn't show it physically very often. But Jenny and I had always loved to hug and kiss on each other. Before I could continue my Freudian examination, Jenny came out of the bathroom. I hadn't noticed her carry her bag in, but now she was wearing a peach colored silky teddy and matching panties. Envy dominated my thoughts as I stared at her awesome body.
"I wish mine would do that," I said.
"Yours would do what?"
"My breasts would hold my top that far from my stomach," I said as I cupped my imaginarally larger breasts with my hands to demonstrate.
"What are you talking about. You've got a killer bod girl. By the way, you going to fire that weed up or am I going to have to break out my stash?" Jenny crawled back on the bed and sat up with her back against the headboard. "And I also seem to recall some wine being involved."
"You're a pushy little bitch ain't you?"
"Only if I don't get my way."
I turned suddenly and jumped across the few feet between me and the bed and attacked her. Catching her off guard, I pinned her face down with my left arm and started spanking her with my right hand.
"Hey, no fair, no warning," Jenny cried out as she laughed. "Besides, you're the bad girl."
With this I let her go and turned around on all fours. I stuck my ass towards her face and said, "then spank me if I deserve it so much."
Jenny didn't say anything so I turned around to see if she was going to do it. She was staring towards my butt with a surprised look on her face. She turned, and as soon as we made eye contact she started laughing.
"Nice slit sweetheart," Jenny said as she reached towards my ass.
I had forgotten I wasn't wearing any panties and had just stuck my pussy right in my best friend's face. Jenny got in one spank before I rolled over and sat on the bed. My face turned a nice deep shade of red as I joined her laughter. Not being able to think of a good comeback, I reached over a grabbed the wine and weed. I handed her the two bottles and started deseeding the smoke. Jenny drank freely from the already opened bottle as I rolled us a joint. We finished both at the same time. She opened a new bottle as I fired up the jay.
By the time we lit the second joint, I had a good buzz going. We sat on the bed passing the bottle and joint back and forth. When the bottle reached the halfway finished point, Jenny sat it down and took a big hit. She passed the joint back to me and I took mine, but I quickly coughed it out.
"My bad," I was through coughing but my voice was still hoarse, "shouldn't waste like that."
"No problem," Jenny replied before taking a hit. She leaned forward and sat her lips on mine to pass a shotgun hit. It was different from our normal kisses in that our mouths were open and it lasted for several seconds. As we broke apart, Jenny pulled on my shoulders so that I scooted into her. We put our arms around each other and continued to smoke the jay. My heart raced and I tried to blame it on the alcohol and smoke. But I had smoked and drank lots more on previous occasions. This was the same feeling I got the time I let Scott Dotson feel my tits while we made out at Kate Kracken's Halloween party. Soon the joint was down to a roach.
"You want the last hit?" Jenny asked as she held the last bit in her hand.
"No man, you go ahead." I always know I'm high when I say `man.'
"We can share," Jenny said. She took the last hit and put the stub in my ashtray. After holding it in a few moments, she leaned closer and wrapped her arms around me. We lazily fell to a prone position and began sharing the last hit. We broke apart and exhaled. Then Jenny leaned forward and started kissing me again. Without thinking, I pushed my tongue into her mouth as I kissed back. It felt wonderful as she swirled her tongue around mine. I felt her hand moving up my stomach. Our kiss became even more passionate as she reached my breast and started kneading the right one. When she pinched my nipple an alarm went off and I broke the embrace.
"What's wrong?" Jenny asked.
"This is making me too horny," I replied through gasps of breath.
"Darling, there ain't no such thing as `too horny,'"
We stared into each other's eyes.
"I've never done anything with a girl before," I finally answered.
"Excuse me, do you remember who you're talking to? What about when we went on that snow skiing trip in fourth grade?" Jenny asked.
It took a second, but the memory returned. We had had a private room and slept in the same bed. Somehow, we'd ended up naked and I remember giggling so hard it hurt as we felt each others most private parts. I didn't know anything at the time, but looking back, that was the first time I had ever been truly horny. I couldn't believe I'd forgotten about it. I snapped back to the present and noticed Jenny smiling as she looked towards my crotch. My hand was unconsciously rubbing the top of my mound.
"You do remember, I see," Jenny said as she looked me in the eye and raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah, but this is different," I replied.
"How so?"
"We know what we're doing now." My body had begun to shake slightly. I couldn't think of ever being this nervous before.
Jenny smiled.
"Look, Mary, you're the closest friend I've ever had. I love you so much no matter what, okay? I just want us to share everything."
"Have you ever been with a girl before?"
"Yeah. Me and a girl named Tammy Bolens used to mess around. It kind of freaked me out a little at first. But she gave me the best orgasms I ever had."
"How'd it happen?" I was genuinely curious.
Jenny sat up on her elbow so that she was looking down on me as she began her story.
"There's this party every year that everyone in my high school goes to. It changes houses each time and this year it was at Tammy Bolens's house. I was a freshman and she was a senior, so we'd never really even met before that night. Anyhow, this senior guy, Alan Hill, started hitting on me. After talking and drinking with him for a while, he asked if I wanted to go upstairs to smoke some weed. I said yes and we headed up. It turns out that Alan's friend Brad was already up in one of the bedrooms getting high with Tammy. We joined them and started smoking up. Well, one thing led to another, and pretty soon Alan and I were making out on one side of the room while Brad and Tammy were going at it on the other side. When I looked over at the other couple, I saw that they were already naked and Brad was starting to mount Tammy. Alan whispered in my ear something about how much fun that looked and I had to agree. I had already lost my virginity the summer before, so I thought what the hell. We took off our clothes and he put on a rubber before immediately going into the missionary position. He started pushing his dick inside me without so much as a kiss. He barely felt my tits as he pounded into me. I had just started to feel an orgasm coming when he finished and collapsed on top of me. That's when I saw Tammy sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette and watching us. Obviously, they'd already finished and Brad was laying contentedly on the floor. Tammy got up and grabbed her clothes.
`Come on, let's go to the bathroom,' she told me.
Alan had already rolled off of me, so I picked up my clothes and followed her to the bathroom. She locked the door behind us.
Those guys just pissed me off. They get their rocks off but can't spare the time or effort to give either one of us an orgasm,' Tammy said. Come on, we'll just have to take care of ourselves.'
With that said, she turned and started the shower. Once the water was ready, she got in and motioned for me to do the same. I thought it was kind of weird taking a shower with a girl I barely knew, but she was a popular senior and I figured she knew what she doing. (And Mary, believe me, she knew what she was doing). The water felt great, but I jumped when Tammy started soaping me from behind.
`Relax, I'll take care of you,' she whispered in my ear.
It freaked me out a little, but I was so stoned and horny that I just went with it. It didn't take her long to find my breasts. As she rubbed my tits and pinched my nipples she leaned into me. She told me how beautiful I was and how good she was going to make me feel. She started sucking on my neck and moving her hands down my body. Soon, her fingers found my mound and I discovered what heaven felt like. Her fingers did the walking and my moans of pleasure did the talking. She started grinding into my ass as her middle finger penetrated my pussy. After a few minutes, we orgasmed at the same time. We actually laid down in the shower and kissed until the hot water ran out. She got a towel and wrapped it around herself. She threw me one and walked back into the bedroom. After I dried myself and put my clothes on, I followed her out. Alan and Brad were gone and she lay on the bed naked.
`What are your clothes doing back on honey?' she asked me.
They didn't stay on long. We spent the night making love and ignoring the knocks on the door." Jenny paused a few moments. "And that my dear friend is how I was introduced to the art of womanly love."
Once again, I caught my hand rubbing between my legs. Jenny just stared straight at me. This time I knew what I wanted.
"Please make love to me," I said.
TO BE CONTINUED