Whats a Friend For

Published on Nov 19, 2000

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What's a friend for?(f/f)

by

Tayla

My best friend Jazz, short for Jamsin, left town four weeks ago. Her dad got a fabulous promotion and moved the family to California. I thought my heart would break when she gave me the news. You see, besides being best friends, Jazz and I were lovers and had been fucking each other for the last two years. Even though I was sad when she left, I like knew she had already found some delectable, tanned, blonde California pussy to suck.

But let me go back a bit and tell you how it all began. Mrs. Granger, our neighbor from down the block, had to attend a party given by her office. The problem was her husband was out of town again and usual sitter had the flu and she didn't like have a backup. My mom and she are casual acquaintances, but Mrs. Granger knew her neighbor had a 17 year old daughter. She called and asked if I could sit on such short notice. I didn't have a date and I did need the extra money she promised for calling so late. All I had to do was be there in case one of the kids woke up and needed something.

Watching television soon put me to sleep. I awoke around 1 a.m. to a very pleasurable feeling between my legs. I had taken off my panties and stuffed them in my purse because I had been playing with myself a little when I got bored. Apparently, I was exposed as she came in. I looked down and saw Mrs. Granger's blonde french roll between my legs. She was like eating the fuck out of my pussy. I was helpless to stop her as a powerful orgasm racked my body.

I let her suck until she had her fill. She stood up, face all wet, looking expectantly. She like asked if she could kiss me. What the hell, I thought, she's kissed my other lips. As I stood, she quickly pulled me to her, jammed her wet tongue in my mouth as she pressed her pussy into mine. Our tongues like battled as she squeezed my ass cheeks. She was doing the same things to me that a guy does when he like seriously wants to fuck me. Man, this lady wanted to fuck! She had me call my mom and tell her that since it was so late, I would be staying over.

She led me to her bedroom and like stripped me down and pushed me gently on top of a beautiful bedspread. I watched in awe as she took the pins from her hair, shook it out sexily and changed from mom to wanton. My pussy began to juice as I watched her remove her clothes and come to me. She was incredibly beautiful and she wanted to fuck me! With a loud moan, she crawled to me. She like spread my legs with her own and fitted her blonde pussy atop my dark one. She entwined our legs, inserted her tongue in my mouth and began to ride. She screwed my pussy as if her life depended on cumming. Needless to say I caught her fire and screwed up as hard as she was screwing down. It was a good thing my tongue was stuffed in her mouth when she came or she would have awakened the kids in the next room. She was like totally out of control with lust.

That lady let me sleep a little while that night, but mostly she fucked and sucked me. It was as if she was like making up for lost time. She taught me how to do her with my mouth as well. Once I did her pussy, I was hooked. I knew I had to have pussy as well as dick in my sex life. The way she made me feel though, pussy was now dominant.

Running next door to Jazz's when I got home, I blurted out what Mrs. Granger and I had done to each other. Jazz began fingering her pussy as I gave her all the juicy details. Fascinated, I watched as her hand moved behind her white panties.

Jazz said that I was like setting her on fire telling her how we ate pussy. She wanted me to show her. She got up and closed her door and pleaded with me to show her. Pleading was totally unnecessary. I was still like on a pussy high as I shoved her back on the back and raised her skirt.

I ate Jazz through those already soaked nylon panties. She pressed my head to her center while raising her hips to my mouth. She moaned in ecstasy as I pulled the panties to one side as Mrs. Granger had instructed me. She said it like drives a woman wild to be fucked with her panties still on. I pushed my tongue into her pussy and like explored her insides. I pulled out, sucked her clit, then dove back in all the while holding those little panties to the side. I kept this up for a long time. When I felt her about to cum, I pulled back, then started all over again. When I finally let her cum, she bucked and thrashed and contracted and gushed on my tongue and was like screaming the walls down.

We still dated guys and even fucked some of them, but mostly we fucked each other. It was so much easier to get some pussy than to get dicked. We fucked right under our parents noses and they marveled at our friendship. When we felt adventurous, we did it in store dressing rooms, in restroom at the school library and in her car on the hill where young lovers make out. Like everything was pussy and pussy was everything.

I remember this one particular time Jazz's family was entertaining both sets of her grandparents. I called her in the middle of it all and told her that I was like really hot right now needed her pussy. She protested, but I insisted. I told her to unlock the kitchen door and I'd sneak up the back stairs to her room. She was to excuse herself in fifteen minutes and come up to let me do her.

I was all over her when she opened the door. She removed only her skirt and panties as I dropped my shorts and pulled off my tee shirt. We kissed deeply, hungrily and fell on her bed together. Jazz grabbed the headboard and brought her pussy to my mouth. I sucked that pussy quick and hard and she came in no time flat. Jazz moved down and settled her naked pussy on mine. Taking hold of the headboard again that slapped the wall as she thrust onto me, we fucked pussy to pussy. Before we came together, she let go of the headboard and we screamed into each other's mouths as we came like really hard. She told me later that her whole family heard the the thumping from downstairs and her mom like came up to investigate. Jazz was adjusting her skirt as she stepped from the bedroom. It was a loose shutter, she told her mom.

After Jazz moved away, I went back to Mrs. Granger when I needed some pussy. My needs were great, believe me. She like obliged me willingly, fucked me in every room of her house, introduced me to a few of her "toys" and taught me a few more tricks. When Mrs. Granger strapped on a dual headed dildo and fucked me, the combination of her thick, hard dick plunging in me endlessly and her exquisitely soft skin over which I ran my hands and her huge breasts pressing into me nearly drove me insane. It like truly does take a woman to love another woman.

Today a moving van drove up to Jazz's old house. As I looked down from my room, I saw two bratty little boys pile out from the car behind. Damn, I thought, no girls. A minute or so later, a little red car pulled up. As I watched to see who would get out, my breath like caught as my pussy tingled. A stunning girl who looked about my age stepped out all blond and gloriously stretching. Then and there I knew I had to make her my friend.

A month later, I'm proud to say, I sucked Heather's sweet blonde pussy for the first. She became hooked, just like Jazz. I had nearby pussy again. Four years later, I made love to her for the last time--on the morning of her wedding day. It was our best ever!

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