Jennifer and I loved our first adventure together. Our post nap adventure that is. We were exhausted from traveling to the mountains, and needed that sweet release. Her husband, Jack, surprised her and me with a girls’ trip to the mountains, but little did he know, he sent us on an exploratory trip to practice climbing each other’s peaks, if you know what I mean.
Jennifer is my absolute best friend and I have been attracted to her for some time. I was nervous for this trip because I knew sharing our king size bed together was going to prove difficult with my attraction to her. I just wasn’t sure if she was attracted to me too. I had never been with a woman before, but I knew I wanted my first time to be with her.
Jennifer and Jack had been looking for a threesome partner, but Jennifer was nervous to ask someone to join them, and she admitted that she wanted a partner she felt comfortable with.
I’m not presently in a relationship, so I was patiently waiting for her to ask me.
However, my body made that decision for us earlier, when I woke up turned on by my best friend sleeping with her nipples and nipple rings on display. I blacked out and felt her deliciously large tits. Which led to her waking up with need in her eyes. This then led to an agreement with her and Jack that Jennifer and I could practice and become comfortable with each other this week, for when we all combine together after this trip. But only if we FaceTime him or video us practicing.
After our post nap adventure, we got dressed and adventured out to the local pub for a meal and some beers. Apparently they don’t entertain many gorgeous women out here, because the amount of drinks being sent our way was insurmountable. What was intended to be a one beer each, kind of night, turned into several shots of tequila.
Jennifer is sporting a tight black V-neck top that has her tits on display, paired with tight low-cut jeans so low that I’d wager that if she bent over right now, her navy blue lace thong would also be on display. Her copper colored curls are down loose tonight. I want to curl my hand into those curls and ride those beautiful, puffy, peachy lips of hers.
This may be the tequila talking, but fuck it’s been so long since someone has eaten my pussy, yet alone touched it, other than myself and my toys. And no one has ever made me orgasm while they were lavishing my tight pussy. I bet Jennifer could do it. I bet that woman could give me three orgasms in one setting. God, the things I’m going to do with her this week.
I excuse myself to go to the ladies room. As I’m heading toward the hallway, the guy who's been checking me out all evening and drinking tequila shots with us, follows me. My gut says he’s safe, so I slow my stride. I want to see where he’s going to take this.
“Hey beautiful, I know we just met and all, but I really feel a connection between us. Can I take you home tonight?”
I lean against the wall and gesture for him to come closer until his body is leaning against mine.
I whisper against his lips, “Kiss me and if it’s good enough, then I’ll go home with you.”
He smiles against my lips and then without any hesitation, he grabs the back of my head and plunders his tongue into my mouth. This kiss is sloppy and hurried. I'm getting ready to push him off of me and deny him, when I hear Jennifer behind him say, “What the fuck is going on here?”
He steps back and smiles at her and says, “What does it look like? Me and the hot brunette are making out before I take her home with me.”
Jennifer looks pissed with one hand on her hip and the other pointing at me as she says, “No the fuck she isn’t. That’s MY partner, and she’s only going home with me.”
He lifts his hands in surrender and says, “Oh shit, sorry, I didn’t know. She’s all yours.” And he backs up until he’s out of the hallway.
Jennifer grabs me by the arm and takes me into the ladies room, locking the door behind her.
She tells me to take my black leather jacket off, so I do. She has her hand out for me to give it to her and I don’t hesitate to place it into her waiting fingers. She looks pissed. I can’t tell if I should be terrified or turned on, but I think I am feeling a little bit of both. She lays my jacket on the sink countertop, then takes out her phone and turns the video camera on and sets the camera up against the wall on the other side of the counter. She tells me to sit on my jacket. I’m terrified, yet horny. I comply and hoist my short body onto my jacket. She tells me to spread my legs for her. I follow along, not sure where this is heading. I’m wearing a mid thigh beige skirt that is loose enough for her to see my soaking light pink panties. She walks in between my legs and crowds my space.
She speaks low and says, “You’re mine, Sam. This entire week and for the foreseeable future, you are mine. I don’t want to see another person sucking that pretty face of yours again. I’m going to punish you for letting someone else kiss what is mine.”
I whimper. Jealous Jenn is hot. She reaches under my white T-shirt and pulls out my barely a handful tit and bends down and gently bites the peak of my nipple. Then she swirls her tongue around the hurt. I whimper again when she bites it again, but a little harder this time. It’s sending shockwaves to my pussy over and over again. I think I could cum from this insufferable nipple play.
She pops off my nipple and says, “I bet you’re feeling uneven and want me to administer the same to the other nipple, don’t you?” She laughs with no humor. “Nope. You’re going to take your punishment like a good girl.”
She’s not wrong. My OCD strives for evenness and fairness. Thus, this is torture! She spreads my legs even wider and touches my pussy over my panties, sliding her fingers up and down. I moan.
“Oh my you’re wet. What’s got you all worked up, Sam?” she says as she starts circling my clit, but still over my panties, avoiding giving me any pressure. God, I need her fingers inside of me already. This is awful. “Was it that dweeb out there? Or does my good girl like being punished?”
She takes her middle and ring fingers and places them against my mouth and tells me to suck them and make them wet, so I do, making sure they’re soaking. Her eyes practically lower to the back of her head as I suck her fingers. She takes them out of my mouth with a popping sound. She slides my ass to the edge of the counter so she can access my pussy easier. Then she slides my panties to the side and places her wet fingers over my clit, rubbing it up and down.
I moan, “Jenn, keep going, fuck.”
This gives her pause, so she gently reaches up and chokes me. Not too much pressure, but enough to reiterate that this is intended to be my punishment.
I vow with my eyes and tighten my lips to show that I’ll keep my mouth shut the rest of the time. She keeps her left hand on my throat with slight pressure, and somehow it’s creating even more slickness at my entrance. She slowly inserts her fingers into my pussy. I gasp, but don’t dare utter a word. She pumps her fingers in and out agonizingly slow, working me up into a frenzy. We hear a knock on the door, but she calls out crystal clear like nothing is happening, “It’s occupied, almost finished.” And god I hope so. I need release, and soon.
I try to ride her fingers, but she presses my hips back down on the counter and tsks. So I lean my head back against the mirror and behave.
She rewards me by inserting a third finger and it’s deliciously full, slightly painful, yet so powerful with all that pressure on that sweet spot. I close my eyes to enjoy the decadent mixture of hurt and pleasure. She increases her pace as she places a thumb on my clit, circling clockwise. She leans in and nibbles my nipple like she did earlier, but this time she sucks my nipple into her mouth.
All the pressure from my tit, and clit, and the fullness inside of me is too much for me to bear. I cry out with the most earth-shattering orgasm. I spasm for what seems like forever, all over her fingers. Once I become boneless, she takes her fingers out and we hear how slick I was during her punishment, and my orgasm. My juices gush out, coating a spot on my jacket beneath me. She brings her fingers to my mouth and I already know what she wants, for me to taste myself. I slowly guide her fingers into my mouth, and she shudders. I lick each of those fingers clean, one by one.
She takes her fingers out of my mouth, then leans in and gently kisses me. She whispers against my mouth, “You’re so naughty, Sam, but you were such a good girl for taking your punishment so well.” Then she promptly licks her lips, also tasting me, and moans out loud, like she can’t help herself.
I hop off the counter and clean up as best as I can and adjust myself to look fairly normal, while Jennifer stops recording to send the video to Jack.
I turn to my best friend and say, “Now then, let’s get you back to the cabin so I can beg you for forgiveness, shall we?”
She’s eager to leave, so we head out the doors, passing the woman who knocked on the door earlier, and as we head out of the hallway we hear her mumble audibly, “Fuck, it smells like sex in here.”
Jennifer and I look at each other and giggle. Jack takes no time calling as we head back to the cabin. He’s eager to see what our next adventure will be.
