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Best Friend
by Dream Weaver (elle.eff1981@gmail.com)

***

Emily's best friend finds one of her father's videos 
one night and asks Emily for a favour. (ff-teens, 
youths, 1st-lesbian-expr)

***

When I was younger I had a best friend, Tina. I was 
always a little taken with her outgoing personality. 
Maybe it was the simple fact that she was practically 
an Amazon standing at 6'0" while I was pretty average 
for a 16-year-old at 5'6", but she tended to throw 
herself right into everything. 

We were top of all of our classes except Gym, since 
I've never been very athletic and in fact somewhat 
overweight for pretty much all of my life. She still 
managed to excel there too but she never made me feel 
like I was left in the dust.

She was Hungarian and her parents made great food, 
better then MY mother's at least. I found myself eating 
at her house 3 or 4 nights a week. I really enjoyed her 
Pörkölt, essentially a meat stew, which she made often. 
They were typical Old World parents. 

They loved their children but they were strict and 
wouldn't take any backtalk. They also owned a large 
cabin in the country that Tina's father had built up 
from a small shack. We'd go up there almost every other 
week for a weekend getaway. Once Tina had her driver's 
licence she drove up more often and I'd go with her 
whenever I could.

We had a lot of fun at that cabin and the first time we 
were up there without her parents we really relished 
our freedom for the weekend. It was great to be able to 
just sit there and talk without being interrupted by 
people's general stupidity.

After dinner it was pitch black outside, which of 
course meant we'd stay in and watch movies. Tina 
surprised me when she found an unlabeled box at the 
bottom of the video stand. She removed it from the box 
and I could see the tape had no label, just a pink 
sticker with the number 4 on it. We were both curious 
about what it was and no one else was around. 

"Let's put it in, Tina," I said. "It might be 
interesting."

"All right, Emily," she replied, bending over at the 
waist to put the tape in giving me a nice view of her 
round ass. "But if it's something disturbing, I'm 
blaming you."

"No way," I laughed. "You're the one that found it."

She took the VCR Remote and we sat down at either end 
of the couch. She pressed play. Within seconds the 
screen was showing a classic Tudor-style house that 
looked rather grainy, as if it was filmed in the 70s. 
The title came on screen.

"'The Postman Always Cums Twice'?" Tina read aloud. 
"What the hell does that mean?" Even for 16-year-olds 
we were pretty innocent. Neither of us had ever been 
with a guy at that point. We had crushes of course, 
usually on the same guys though so neither one of us 
did anything so we wouldn't hurt each other's feelings.

That innocence wouldn't last the night however. 

The first scene started and there was a woman in a 
frilly pink housecoat sitting at a vanity mirror. She 
looked as if she had just come out of the shower and 
was putting some sort of body powder on. She opened her 
robe and the mirror gave a wonderful view of her body, 
from her voluptuous breasts down to her hair-covered 
crotch. She started caressing her breasts with one hand 
while the other traveled downwards towards her waiting 
patch of hair. 

The camera zoomed in as she reached it and inserted a 
finger between her folds, caressing the little mound of 
flesh by the top. As she did it grew to the size of a 
cherry pit. She kept caressing it as she moaned and 
thrust her hips forwards. She shuddered and moaned 
loudly before she finished and smiled secretly, the 
same naughty smile I tended to get when I rubbed my own 
slit. I had never moaned as much as that woman and had 
never found my own little cherry pit. I just did it 
because it was exciting and relaxing at the same time.

A moment later there was a postman carrying a package 
up to the house. He rang the doorbell and the woman 
answered, still in her pink housecoat. He told her he 
had a package for her and she pulled him inside, 
grinning widely. She signed the clipboard and eagerly 
opened the box without giving him a chance to put the 
box down. 

She reached in and felt around, the postman squirming 
slightly as if the box was part of him. Then the camera 
moved to see what she was doing. There was a hole in 
the side of the box through which he had apparently put 
his penis and she was pulling on it. We watched, 
mesmerized, as it seemed to stretch and grow in her 
hand. Finally she got tired of the box and took it from 
him, putting it on the floor next to them.

"Just what I wanted," the housewife said. "A nice, hard 
cock." We were both a little shocked as she got onto 
her knees and started sucking on it. I have to admit, I 
was a little turned on. We had already changed into our 
pyjamas and I raised my leg and rested my arm on it. If 
Tina was looking she'd have a great view of what I was 
about to do, but her attention was completely on the 
movie. 

I rested my hand on my knee and ran my fingers up my 
leg under my nightdress to the source of my pleasure. I 
had noticed that the tingle came from the upper part of 
my slit, but I hadn't given it much thought, as it has 
still felt good. Now, however, I wanted to try what I 
had seen. 

I ran my fingers over the outside of my little teenage 
cunt, parting the velvety folds and caressing the 
entire thing lightly, teasingly. I ran my index finger 
up and down my slit, coming closer to the button at the 
top with every pass. I was still a little nervous. What 
if it hurt? For that matter, what if it didn't? I threw 
caution to the wind as I was so turned on now from my 
own teasing that I didn't care anymore. 

I found the button and rubbed it lightly, like the 
woman in the movie had done. I was rewarded for my 
efforts as all of the teasing I had done to myself over 
the years has culminated in a wonderful orgasm that 
sparked throughout my body. It was amazing! I hadn't 
known it was possible to feel like this! As my writhing 
slowed and stopped, I noticed Tina looking over at me.

"Emily?" Her breath was coming in shallow gasps and I 
saw her hand was on her breast over her pyjama top. She 
always wore men's PJs, as the frilly nightdresses I 
wore wouldn't even have covered her… assets completely. 
"What was that you were just doing?"

I was embarrassed. She had caught me red-handed. Well, 
Pink-handed I suppose. I figured that there was no 
point in hiding it, so I just told her.

"I was masturbating," I said. She just looked at me 
confused. I could tell that she was as turned on as I 
was and I tried to explain it better. "I was giving 
myself sexual pleasure." She looked down at my hand. I 
had just left it in my lap. Her face turned red.

"Can you show me how?" she asked. I felt a little 
awkward and more than a little excited at this. I got a 
naughty idea and wondered how far I could take this 
situation. I tended to be good at explaining things in 
school, but I figured a more hands-on approach was 
warranted.

"Sure," I said softly. "First you'll want to take off 
your PJs. You want to be able to feel what your doing." 
I felt a little naughty doing this, so I didn't add 
that I wanted to see everything that she did too. 

I watched as she unbuttoned her shirt and her breasts 
strained at the fabric, waiting to burst out. Even at 
16 her breasts were large. As her C-cups bounced into 
view I told her to stop. She paused, watching me. My 
mouth went dry at the sight of those massive globes of 
flesh.

"You should start by caressing your nipples," I 
instructed. She did, hesitantly at first, but with 
increasing vigour as she experienced pleasure she told 
me later that she had never felt before. 

I found myself getting excited as I watched her 
pleasure herself at my command. Being in control was 
something I didn't get to do often in life, so I 
decided to take advantage of it, and of her. I started 
running my hand over my own breasts through the fabric, 
wanting to feel what she was feeling. I glanced at the 
crotch of her PJ bottoms and saw that they were damp. 
Good, I thought. It was time to go to the next level.

"OK," I said, my own voice thick with desire. "Now 
stand up and take your pants off." She complied, 
peeling the soft fabric from her long legs as 
provocatively as she could manage, the material 
sticking to her skin as she did. My eyes followed back 
up to where her shirt still just covered her nether 
regions.

"Now sit down and spread your legs." She complied and I 
had a great view of her dripping honey pot. Even her 
slit was larger then mine. 

"Now lie back," I continued, "and run your fingers up 
your thighs gently and slowly until you reach your 
lower lips." I demonstrated the movement that felt like 
ecstasy in my own loins. She watched my movements 
carefully, then copied me and threw her head back with 
a moan as she reached her goal. I was getting wetter 
just watching her. Knowing she could feel what I was 
feeling in that moment made me feel so much closer to 
her then we had ever been before.

"Spread your lips and feel around. You'll notice that 
some parts feel better than others. You should 
concentrate on those." As I watched my best friend 
explore her virgin pussy I explored mine. The 
sensations kept building as I felt around and pretty 
easily found my clit again. I threw my own head back, 
licking my lips. I wanted to try something for myself, 
but I decided to wait until I could lay her down 
properly.

When I looked back up I saw that Tina's eyes were glued 
to my cunt and she had found her own cherry pit. I saw 
her hips start bucking slightly, slowly at first, then 
harder as she got closer to her peak. I watched her 
give in completely to the sensations and somehow that 
put me over the edge as well. We had both achieved our 
orgasm at the same time and that excited me to no end.

The video played on, left forgotten in the VCR as we 
made our way to the bedroom we usually shared. I looked 
down at the bed. It was a double, but it seemed so much 
smaller that night. We both disrobed completely and 
removed the covers from the bed, lying naked on just 
the fitted sheet.

Tina seemed nervous with anticipation at what was going 
to happen next. I didn't say a word as I turned towards 
her and planted a kiss on her mouth. I wanted to go 
slow at that moment, but I couldn't say even now if it 
was because I didn't want to scare her off or if I 
didn't want to scare myself.

We stayed there for some time, bathed in only the light 
of the moon, our tongues exploring each other's mouths 
for the first and only time in our long friendship. I 
knew this wasn't likely to happen again, so I wanted to 
take it as far as it could go. I drew my hands over her 
chest, feeling her nipples contract slightly.

I reached down over her body and rested my hand gently 
on her mound. She gasped, never having had anyone lay a 
finger on it before. I ran my fingers through her hair 
for a moment before reaching further and placing my 
middle finger on her clit.

She instantly pressed her slit up into my hands, 
gasping for air. I didn't let up as I massaged her clit 
and I felt her hand as she moved it from its resting 
place under my hip and moved it to my own slit, now 
sopping wet from the evening's activities. It was true, 
someone else's touch DID feel more intense then my own. 
I bucked a bit against her hand and got another naughty 
idea.

"Move down a bit," I said as I extricated myself from 
our erotic embrace. She did and I kissed my way down 
her body, turning mine around at the same time. It 
didn't take long before I found myself studying her 
nether regions up close and I couldn't resist. I stuck 
out my tongue and tasted her honey. It was sweet with a 
little tang, just what I was in the mood for at that 
moment.

I lowered my own pussy onto her mouth and squirmed as I 
could feel her tongue go to work, lapping up my juices 
as they flowed freely now. I lowered my head back to 
her and greedily licked up her honey.

It wasn't long before we both were shuddering under 
each other's hard work and we both came hard. Neither 
of us wanted the other to stop and we must have brought 
each other to orgasm this way at least twice more 
before we were too exhausted to continue. 

We fell asleep in each other's arms that night. It was 
the only time we ever did it together and we never 
talked about it after, no matter how much I wanted to.
 
***

It's been years since that night. I'm married now and 
my husband excites me to no end, but sometimes when he 
goes down on me I still find myself picturing that 
night, the night I made my best friend into a woman.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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