## Archive-name: sleepover

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Subject: Sleepover

Keywords: ff

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This story is a work of fiction intended
for private use by adults. Any similarity
to real life would be lotsa fun! Please
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Sleepover

As I sit here hosting my daughter's first sleepover party, I can't help but think back to my sleepover parties. They were so many years ago. The glow from the television and the little-girl-giggles make me think about all of the fun that I had at those parties. The most special sleepover was the last sleepover that I had. That party was nearly eighteen years ago. It seems like only yesterday...

We sat around the blue glow from the T.V. in our pajamas. We were all tired from the pillow fight that had erupted earlier. Most of us were too talkative to sleep. It was our graduation get-together. We had all just spent the last four years at separate colleges, keeping in touch only for holidays and the occasional gossip over dinner. We decided to have a last sleepover get-together for old times sake. We used to have really wild sleepovers in our old high school days. It was fun acting like a crazed teenager once again in the company of old friends. It was frightening to know that this might be the last time that all of us would get together.

"Can you believe that it has been four years since we were all in Mrs. Kurtz's English class?" Ann asked. She was like me, wild at heart, but you wouldn't know that from just looking at her. Long blonde hair seemed to flow from her head like a glorious golden waterfall over her shoulders. She had beautiful breasts and a nice firm ass. I often wondered why guys never gave her a second look.

"Yeah, it seems so long ago," Julie sighed. She was getting married in a few months. She always was the most mature one of the group.

"Some things never change, though!" I joked, pointing toward Suzy. She was a virgin. Although there's nothing wrong with that, we sometimes made her feel uncomfortable when we all talked about sex. (Which was most of the time!) She was a great sport.

"I'm tired. See you girls in the morning," Sally yawned. She clumsily went off into her bedroom. She was the conscience of our little group, kind of like a little mother always watching out for us. Soon Julie and Suzy were on their way to their respective slumber lounges. This is exactly the way things were in high school -- Ann and I, left to conquer the night on our own. But this night was different.

We snickered about the events of the evening, mocking our long time friends. Our talks soon turned to the future that lay ahead of us. "I'm never getting married!" I exclaimed. Ann proudly stated that she too would never marry a man, ever. I asked her how she could be so sure. She replied, "Because I'm a lesbian, Amy." Surprisingly, that news didn't shock me. Instead, I took Ann's hand and placed it on my breast. "Show me why," I whispered.

Ann began to stroke my nipples through my pajama top. A rush of heat swept over my body. My nipples responded instantly to her touch. They were standing hard under my top. I was so turned on by having this woman fondle my breasts. She kissed up my neck, stopping at my mouth. I opened my mouth and licked her tongue. Her mouth was hot. Her tongue was smooth.

Ann engaged me in a passionate kiss. We pressed our bodies close together. I could feel her breasts pressing against mine. I felt a tingle on my thigh. Ann had her gentle hand on my thigh. She traced my leg with her finger tips, so slightly that it tickled. She placed my hand on her breast. It was so strange, so new, so exciting to be touching another woman's breasts in a sexual way. I felt her nipples become hard. I put my hand under her shirt and touched her silky skin. Her nipples were a rosy pink. I cupped her breast and brought my mouth down to it. I took her erect nipple in my mouth. I flicked it with my tongue vigorously.

I felt Ann's hand move to my warm crotch. I was never this excited before. I wanted her to touch me so bad, but I was afraid to ask. I didn't have to. Ann began rubbing my pussy through my pants. They were so thin that my juices were wetting the material.

We were on the couch. We knew that any of our long time friends could catch us. It added to the excitement at first. But now, we wanted to go further. I wanted to experience everything with Ann. She took me by the hand, like she did so many times before. This time the touch felt different. Softer, more sensual than ever. We walked into her room.

It was dark in the room. We didn't turn the lights on. Ann shut the door. The only light was the visible crack under the door. I felt her near. I could see the outline of her womanly body. I reached for her. She knelt on the edge of the bed, where I as lying. I felt her once again glide her hand up my thigh. This time, I had no pants on. Her finger touched my lips and I shuddered. The pleasure was intense. I could see her positioning herself on the bed. What was she doing?

As I felt her warm tongue lapping on my clit, I knew what she was up to. I moaned from the touch. Her tongue explored my pussy. She licked me into ecstasy. I couldn't hold on much longer. The thought of a woman licking my pussy drove me absolutely wild. Her tongue was once again dancing on my clitoris. She knew what was happening. My moaning became louder and my hips were gyrating. I was riding waves of pleasure. Just as I was about to explode, Ann stuck a finger deep into my pussy. That was all I could handle. I released the tension with a wonderful orgasm. I could feel my vagina contracting on her finger. After I had exhausted the contractions, Ann brought her face next to mine, smiling. She whispered tome ever so seductively, "That's only half of it, Amy."

I was about to experience the other half. Nothing would have prepared me for the taste of her sweetness. I was about to have my first taste. I laid Ann on her back. I kissed her body softly, leaving a little trail of lipstick smudged kissed down to her mound. The smell of her womanhood got me excited again. I brought my mouth close to her pussy. I opened my mouth and began softly sucking on her clit. She was so sweet, so luscious, so addicting.

She grabbed my hand and placed my finger near her pink opening. She guided my finger into her deep, wet depths. My finger glided in and out of her pussy. She was really wet. I put another finger in, pumping the two fingers in and out of her slowly and lovingly at first. As her moans became louder and her breath came quicker, my pumping became faster. Ann's body began shaking. She was moaning, "Oooh, yes. Just like that Amy." In a few more seconds, her juices coated my hand.

Ann sighed as I slipped my fingers out of her sweet pot. We were exhausted, but still up for some fun. Ann began tickling my sides playfully like she had done so many times before. She knew that it drove me crazy. I burst out into a fit of little-girl-giggles. "Sssshh!" Ann hissed as she increased her tickling. I couldn't help it. I laughed louder. Just then Ann's hand came across my mouth, trying to cover my laughter. Quite devilishly, I bit her!

"Yeow! What was that for?" Ann pleaded, feigning a major injury. Feeling quite playful, I leaned over her face and commanded her to shut up at once. "I will not shut up!" she protested. "Oh, yes, you will..." I said as I shoved my tit into her mouth. I was shocked when she lovingly licked at my nipple, causing it to become erect. I expected her to protest! I was lost in the sight of Ann so graciously pleasuring my breast when her hand came down, slapping me across my bare ass.

"What was *that* for?" I yelped. (I loved every minute of this not-so-innocent sex play, but I pretended to be hurt anyway!) Ann did not say a word. She pushed me on my back, climbed on top of me smirking. Her long hair streamed across my face. It tickled, but felt very nice. I knew what she was up to, but I played dumb. She held me to the bed by straddling across my waist. She tickled my sides relentlessly. I was laughing so hard. Just then a knock at the door!

"Is that you Ann?" Suzy asked. "Uh-huh. I'm just about to lie down," Ann said flipping me over and pushing my head into her crotch. "See you in the morning!"

The sound of snow on the T.V. brought me out of my cozy little dream. I looked around and there were six teenage girls all spread out on the floor. Each one in her own little dream world. At least I didn't have to worry about them yet! Funny, but I don't remember getting that much sleep at my last sleepover!

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