It was a Saturday night and I had promised my friend Laura (not her real name)weeks ago that I'd go to this party with her. To be quite honest, I usually try to avoid big gathering in favor of smaller get-together with people I know and trust, but as I had promised I couldn't really get out of it.
While Laura's boyfriend and some of his friends had headed over earlier to get things set up, she and I hung out a bit more at her house until it was time for people to start showing up at the party site.
We loaded up in her car and buckled, and topic of conversation went naturally, as it generally does between us, to sex. I confessed that it had been awhile since I had got off and that it was starting to wear on me, and she laughed and turned up the music. The song was one of those seductive numbers that makes both the goose flesh and your heart rate rise. I looked over at her wondering if she was trying to kill me with my own sexual tension, but was surprised to see her slipping the hand that was not on the steering wheel deep into the waistband of her jeans. The sight made my mouth drop open. She smiled over at me, and I was amazed by the fact that it was not at all awkward to see her this way.
I slid my hand down into my own waistband and between the folds to find my clitoris hard and so sensitive. I began to rub, feeling the music inside of my ears, and the presence of my best friend finding her own pleasure in the drivers seat. We turned onto the dirt road leading up to the party, and the tires of her car went into potholes, and over rocks, making the ride inside the vehicle bump and jerk. It sent me so far over the edge that I moaned and came right as we pulled into their driveway. From beside me, I heard Laura gasp and come hard as well.
I can't even explain that feeling. We smiled and giggled softly as we pulled ourselves together.
Neither of us has mentioned it, but I know she hasn't forgotten any more then I have.
Best friends do do everything together.