In response to Angela and Annes exploration stories
I'm happily married almost fourteen years now. I read Angela and Anne's stories of their special, sexual friendship and it has rekindled an old fantasy of mine I had when I was younger. I had forgotten about it over the years, but now I think I want it more than ever. It is almost exactly how Angela and Anne describe their time together, spreading their legs for each other, exploring each other and then rubbing themselves and each other. I didn't think it would ever happen now that I'm married but when I think of Angela and Anne it gives me a new hope that I could still meet someone, preferably another married woman with the same desires. I hope it will be her first time with another woman, too.
My husband usually works late, so I go to sleep before he gets home. After reading about Angela and Anne, I've been rubbing myself to sleep. I dream of meeting my own special friend and spending time with her and exploring her. I rub myself as I imagine she is in front of me rubbing herself. We move closer and I caress her soft breasts as she caresses mine, still rubbing ourselves and not believing we're really doing this. Her hand drifts down and meets my hand, our fingers intertwine as we rub my wetness. I do the same for her, feeling her wetness as she guides my fingers to her favorite places.
The feeling is wonderful, the excitement is almost dizzying. We kiss, her lips are softer than anything I've ever felt before. We close the distance between us and only then do we move our hands out of the way to let our wetness touch each other in blazing heat. We rub our wetness together and we burst. Our energy is still strong and we continue exploring and rubbing each other to several more blissful moments. Eventually we collapse on each other, our soft breasts gently rubbing together as our heavy breathing slowly dissipates. We sleep in each other's arms after a most sensual goodnight kiss.
Thanks for sharing your stories Angela and Anne.