Date: Wed, 13 Jun 2001 19:08:36 -0700
From: SH
Subject: Prove It

Once a month, my friends and I get together without the guys.  Usually, we
go see a movie or go shopping or some other girl thing, but this time we
decided we would do a sleep over at my friend Brooke's house.  It was a
little corny but I thought it would be fun anyway.  I agreed to bring the
food.  Stacy was renting some videos.  And, Brooke was going to provide
games, snacks and drinks.

We all arrived around 6:00.  Brooke's husband was out of town on business
so we had the house to ourselves.  The evening progressed pretty much like
any other hosted party.  We enjoyed lively conversation and good food.
About 9:00 Brooke announced that it was time for the sleep over to begin.
We were all told to get into our pajamas and then the movie marathon would
begin.  Boy, did that bring back memories.

I asked Brooke where I could change and she looked at me like that was some
kind of ridiculous question.  "Why not right here?", she replied.  And so
we did.  I felt a little awkward but it wasn't like anyone else could see
us.  I was jealous of my two friends.  They still had their perfect bodies.
Stacy had even had a boob job and so she looked better than ever.  And even
though Brooke was natural her breast were still perky and full.  I felt
self-conscious because after my baby 2 years ago my body still showed some
of the aftereffects.  Not to say I don't work out hard cause I do.  Its
just that no matter how hard you body is you still can't get rid of stretch
marks and the natural sag that my 36D's had developed since breastfeeding.
Brooke must have sensed this because she commented on how good I looked.
"Thanks for the compliment but I don't think it is deserved", was all I
could say.  Brooke just looked at me and smiled, "You would give any guy a
massive hard-on so don't put yourself down".

We all threw on our PJ's and claimed our space on the floor or sofa.
Brooke started the first movie "What Women Want" with Mel Gibson and Helen
Hunt.  It was fun although not too terribly realistic.  We kept making fun
of some of the more ridiculous parts and laughed until our eyes teared.
Stacy is a real hoot anyway and she was spreading it on thick.  Next we
watched some T&A movie from the 70's by Russ Meyer.  Every woman in there
was a 40D or better with a libido to match.  I razzed Stacy about renting
such a goofy b-movie.  She asked me if it made me laugh. And of course it
had, but I told her this was better suited for teenage boys with raging
hormones.

Well, that started a whole other conversation with each of us reliving our
first time in all of its short details.  When the conversation slowed about
our sex lives, Stacy started the third movie.  It was obvious rather
quickly that this was a porno flick.  Brooke and I, both, raised objections
and pretended to be put off by such perversion.  Stacy read right through
it, however, and told us to keep it down she was trying to watch a movie.

Things got really quiet for quite a while as things heated up on the
screen.  A couple of the guys in the flick were hung like horses and we let
out an involuntary gasp when the girls straddled them.  Other than that it
was just a lot of sex and moaning.  But, I have to admit it was making me
terribly horny and with no guys for the night, things were beginning to
look desperate.

Once the movie was over conversation picked up again.  We kept making fun
of the scenes and sex in the last tape.  It just all seemed so unrealistic.
One thing that bothered me the most was the orgasm on gal experienced just
from having her boobs sucked on.  I told Brooke and Stacy how ridiculous
that seemed.  Stacy said that since she had her breast augmentation she had
lost a little of the sensation, but had her nipples pierced and that had
made it better than before.  Brooke was still looking at me as though I was
crazy.

I returned her gaze and asked her, "What?"  She said she couldn't believe
that I didn't get excited about having my boobs sucked on.  I told her that
since I had nursed my daughter I just didn't get much out of it, and that
even before nursing it wasn't a huge orgasmic thrill.  She stated flatly,
"Then you've never had anyone do it right".  But, I wasn't convinced.  I
told her that I still didn't believe anyone could get me 'that' hot from
caressing my breasts.

Brooke always was strong willed and insisted that it could be done.  Then
she really surprised me.  She asked me to take my top off.  I told her
there wasn't anyway I was going to let her suck on my boobs, if that was
what she had in mind.  I'm just not that sort of girl.  Brooke didn't back
down a bit and insisted.  She told me that I didn't have to be turned on by
a girl to enjoy it.  She just wanted to show me that I could.

"You know this will be an uphill battle, don't you?", I protested.  To
which she simply replied, "It won't hurt you, and it just might feel good".
" And don't worry this is not some lesbo thing.  You don't have to be
attracted to me, just enjoy it like a back rub."

Stacy was taking all this in and hadn't said a word.  Finally, she stated
"Come on, just give it try.  If you don't like it Brooke can stop."  There
wasn't much I could say to that so I took the top of my teddy off.  Brooke
slipped up behind me and started to massage my liberated breasts.  She
didn't approach it with the gusto that my husband did.  She seemed more
intent on calming me down and gauging my reaction.  I had to admit it did
feel good, but then so does a shoulder rub.  What I didn't want to admit
was that I was already horny from the movie and I was concerned that Brooke
might detect that and think I was attracted to her.

Brooke leaned me back against her chest and proceeded to slowly and
deliciously caress each of my breasts.  Sometimes working with both hands
on just one boob at a time.  She asked me if I was enjoying that and, of
course, I was.  What I didn't tell her was that her hands were working
magic and that if my horniness was already apparent it was getting more
difficult to hide.

Then Brooke asked me to sit in the middle of the sofa.  She put a couple of
pillows behind me so I could lean against them, but they kept me from being
inclined.  She then dropped her head down to chest level and blew on my
nipples.  That made me jumped a little and she chuckled.  But her chuckle
was soon muffled as she started kissing my breasts.  I had to admit to
myself I was really starting to get turned on.  What I wasn't sure of was
whether it was because of what Brooke was doing or because of the movie.
It didn't take long for me to make the distinction.  I started to notice
that it was becoming difficult for me to sit still.  My head rolled back
and an involuntary aah escaped my lips.  Stacy, who had been watching
quietly, asked me if I was getting aroused.  I decided not to lie and so I
told her the truth.  I was starting to get really turned on.  Stacy, then,
proclaimed, "I knew it".  Those words hadn't hardly cleared her lips before
she said, "Now I wish it were me!"

I asked Brooke to stop for a second, although that was a hard thing to do.
Then I told her to lay on the sofa next to Stacy which she did.  I crawled
across Brooke and let my boobs hang down over her mouth.  She didn't need
any instructions.  She went right back to work.  I leaned forward a little
and started kissing Stacy's left breast.  I wanted to see if I could make
it as enjoyable for Stacy as Brooke had for me.  I took Stacy's nipple into
my mouth and let my tongue play with her nipple ring.  Stacy moaned loudly.
And that really turned me on.  There was something about giving Stacy
pleasure that I really liked.  Brooke stopped her wonderful action on my
boobs, but I was so engrossed in Stacy's breasts that I didn't care.  I
assumed that Brooke had proven her point and so was finished.  Then I felt
her breath again.  Only this time it against the fabric of my teddy
panties.

That shot flames through my body.  My mind started to object, but I was so
turned on at this point all I really cared about was relief.  Brooke kissed
my pussy through the fabric, and I jumped.  This only seemed to encourage
her more, because the next thing I knew she had yanked my bottoms down and
was actually kissing the skin of my exposed rear.  I was starting to have a
hard time concentrating on Stacy.

Brooke slowly let her tongue and lips dance across ass.  Then she took a
long lick which started at my pussy and traversed the length of my crack.
When she brushed across my rosebud it sent jolts ups my spine and into my
pussy.  Suddenly, Stacy pivoted and spread her legs leaving me face-to-face
with her pussy.  Although she still had her thong panties on I could see
that she was incredibly wet.  I stared at her pussy as though frozen in
time.  But, Stacy wasn't so patient.  She grabbed my head and pulled my
mouth to her waiting box.  I was overwhelmed with her fragrance, but
quickly realized that I liked it.  Even more so, I like how she tasted.  I
couldn't believe what was happening, but I suddenly "wanted" to eat this
pussy.  I pulled her panties aside and took my first deep taste of Stacy's
sweet, wet pussy.

Brooke, in the meantime, had decided to make a lunch out of my most private
parts and seemed to be enjoying the smorgasbord.  She alternated between my
clit, my rose bud and the lips and depths of my pussy.  This drove me wild
and deeper into Stacy's willing pussy.  We licked and changed positions and
licked some more until we were all completely drained from multiple
orgasms.

We have never spoken of this to anyone, and as yet there hasn't been a
repeat.  But, I keep hoping that there will be.  One thing for sure, I
certainly do enjoy having my breast suck on more than I ever thought
possible.  I thing partly because it makes me think of that night...