Jill had driven from her home in Benton….a small town outside of Little Rock, Arkansas….to Pensacola, Florida, for a badly needed ‘weekend getaway’ with some girlfriends from college that she hadn’t seen in nearly ten years. She happily drove through the back streets of Mississippi, Alabama, and Georgia, singing along with the radio, enjoying the scenery, and anticipating a fun-filled beach adventure with the three sorority sisters that were joining her for the weekend.
Jill hadn’t married well after graduating from the University of Arkansas. She ended up with a husband who had once been handsome and interesting, but who had grown into an unambitious man, with little charm and not much to look at anymore. She had grudgingly accepted their meager life in Benton, and hadn’t been on a real vacation in over five years….so she was totally pumped for this one, and couldn’t wait to let loose with her old friends from college.
She’d packed lightly….mostly skimpy bathing suits, halter tops, and sun dresses….and she had to admit….she was hoping for some extracurricular fun while she and her friends soaked up the sun and sand on the gorgeous beaches of Florida’s panhandle.
Ten years out of college, Jill was still a very attractive woman….in her mid-thirties, with long, blonde hair, and a beautiful figure….big, natural breasts, a slender waist, and shapely legs. She knew she was nice-looking, but she had no illusions about what attracted the most attention whenever she entered a room. She wore a 34DD bra.…if she bothered to wear a bra….and she loved the attention she got from both men….and women….when she left them unfettered and let them jiggle and bounce as she moved about. She had smiled to herself as she packed for this trip, choosing not to pack a single bra….this was going to be a weekend of total freedom.
When she arrived in Pensacola, she checked into her hotel and asked the desk clerk if her three friends had arrived, yet. They hadn’t, so she went up to her room to unpack and get settled. She spent a few minutes standing on the balcony of her room, appreciating the beauty of the ocean and the expanse of white sand that stretched in both directions as far as she could see. With a satisfied grin, she decided to take a shower and clean up….it had been a long, arduous drive from Benton.
When she stepped out of the shower, she wrapped a hotel towel around her body, and spent a few minutes blow-drying her hair. Just as she finished with her hair, she heard a knock on her door. When she opened the door, she let out a squeal as Anne…her roommate and best friend from college….bound into the room and enveloped her in a big hug. Wordlessly, their lips met in a tongue-filled kiss….Anne grabbing Jill’s ass with both hands and nudging her backwards into the room, as the door swung shut behind them.
Still locked in their passionate kiss, Anne pulled Jill’s towel lose and let it drop to the floor, grabbing her boobs with both hands, as Jill returned the favor….pushing Anne’s tube top down past her heavy breasts, allowing them to spring free between them.
In college Jill and Anne had been sorority sisters and best friends. They had roomed together throughout their time at school, and were nicknamed ‘the Barbie twins’ because they looked so much alike. They really didn’t look like each other, per se, but had very similar physical characteristics….both were blonde, with blue eyes, slender waists, and big, natural breasts that were hard to overlook. They seemed to naturally go together, and they ended up sharing much more than their appearances, starting shortly after they met while pledging Delta Tau.
They roomed together as sorority sisters, then sort of stumbled into having sex with each other one night after they both happened to return home from bad dates….frustrated and horny. After that, they were inseparable, and the nickname took hold….in private, they laughingly claimed that the only difference between them was that Jill’s nipples were perpetually stiff, while Anne’s took a little coaxing before getting hard.
Both Jill and Anne were very much into cocks….but after that chance discovery of pleasure from sucking on each other’s clits, they took advantage of every opportunity throughout their college tenure, whenever they didn’t have dates or boyfriends. Now, Anne was married to a lawyer, and worked from home while raising their two kids in a suburb just north of Boston, while Jill trudged through her tedious life in Benton.
In Jill’s hotel room, Anne gently pushed her back onto the bed and sprawled in between her legs, sucking on her stiff nipples, and murmuring how much she’d been looking forward to seeing her.
“My God, Jill….you look great…and you taste even better.…I was hoping I’d catch you alone for a few minutes before the other two arrived….”
Jill closed her eyes and moaned, pulling softly on the back of Anne’s head, encouraging her to squeeze her tits and suck her nipples a little harder. “Me, too, Anne….it’s been way too long….Ahhhh, that feels so good….I’ve missed this soooooo much….yeah, just like that….hmmmm ….fantastic…”
After fondling Jill’s boobs and toying with her nipples for a few minutes, Anne slid down Jill’s body until her mouth found her clitoris….already stiff and throbbing from anticipation. With her hands still massaging Jill’s tits, Anne used her mouth to suck on Jill’s clit, then flicked it with her tongue, as Jill moaned louder and began rocking her hips. As Jill’s breath began to catch, Anne used her tongue to grind against her clit, while continuing to pinch her nipples, until Jill suddenly erupted….creaming all over Anne’s face, as a delicious orgasm washed over her body like a tidal wave.
“Oh, fuck, Anne….yeah….yeah….just like that….yeah….right there….hmmmm…I’m gonna cum.….oh…oh…. aaaaaahhhhhhh…. yeeaaaaahhhh….my God, that feels good…..hmmmmm….aaaaahhhhh….so good…..”
Jill lay back with her eyes closed and continued to moan softly, as Anne kept licking and sucking her clitoris….but more softly, to keep from overstimulating the sensitive nub. After a few minutes of relishing her climax, Jill took Anne’s shoulders and pulled her up so they could kiss again….both of them enjoying the taste of Jill’s pussy juices on Anne’s lips….while Jill massaged Anne’s tits and began tweaking her nipples to make them hard.
Jill broke from the kiss and, still catching her breath from her recent climax, gasped, “Holy shit, Anne….that felt great….I missed that more than I realized.”
With a sly grin, she gave Anne another kiss on the lips, then said, “Now, it’s my turn,” as she pulled off Anne’s tube top and sucked one nipple into her mouth, while using both hands to unzip, then push Anne’s shorts down to her ankles. Anne kicked her shorts aside, then spread her legs wide, as Jill released her nipple and slid down her body, placing her mouth on Anne’s vagina.
Anne’s pussy was already soaking wet, and Jill ran her tongue up and down her pussy lips a few times, teasing her slightly and making her even wetter. With one hand, Jill continued squeezing Anne’s boobs, periodically pinching each of her nipples, in turn. At the same time, she slipped her other hand under Anne’s ass cheeks and gently massaged them, then used Anne’s pussy juices and some saliva to lubricate her thumb, which she slowly slipped it into her anus.
Anne loved anal sex, and Jill knew she enjoyed having a thumb sliding in and out of her anus while having her clitoris licked and stimulated. Jill sucked Anne’s clitoris into her mouth at the same time she pushed her thumb into Anne’s ass as far as it would go, causing her to let out a low, guttural moan.
“Oh, my God, Jill…..you always know just what to do….hmmmmmm….that feels amazing….hmmmm….yeah, keep going….hmmmm….”
Still sliding her thumb in and out of Anne’s butt, Jill began sucking the nub of Anne’s clit, while simultaneously flicking it with her tongue, which elicited more moans from Anne, as she closed her eyes and rocked her hips into Jill’s mouth. Suddenly, Anne grabbed the back of Jill’s head and pulled her hard into her gaping cunt.
“Yeah…yeah….fuck, Jill….yeah…just like that….yeah….right there….keep going…yeah…yeah…I’m cumming…. aaaahhhhhhh….oh, my God…aaaahhhhhh…..yeah….yeah….aaaaahhhhh….hmmmmmm…..yeeaaahhhh….”
Anne held Jill’s face on her pussy, with Jill’s tongue pressed hard against her clitoris, as her pussy juices flowed like water, smearing across Jill’s face and dripping off her chin. Jill kept her tongue out so Anne could grind against it as her climax wracked her body like a bolt of lightning, then bathed her in a warm, tingly glow as it slowly ebbed.
After allowing Anne to enjoy her waning orgasm for a few minutes, Jill smiled and slid back up Anne’s body, where they shared another tender kiss…this time enjoying the taste of Anne’s juices on Jill’s tongue….and fondled each other’s boobs pressed between them.
Right about then, the hotel phone on Jill’s night stand rang. She picked it up and let out a squeal…it was Crystal telling her that she and Wendy had arrived. Crystal was a divorced mother of one, working at an accounting firm in Atlanta, while Wendy was divorced, but engaged to her soon-to-be second husband, and had flown in from Colorado. Now that all four of them were in town, the partying could begin!
“Oh, my God, Crystal….It’s so good to hear your voice!” Jill exclaimed.
In her bubbly voice, Crystal said, “I know! It’s been way too long. Hey, I’m here with Wendy…she’s already unpacked, but I’m not done yet. After I finish, the two of us are heading down to the lobby….should be about 30 minutes. I figured we’d meet you and Anne for dinner and catch up.”
Jill said, “Sounds good. Anne is here with me, so I’ll let her know….we’ll see you guys in 30 minutes.”
“Perfect….see you then.”
After Jill hung up, she and Anne looked at each other, shared another quick kiss, then jumped into the shower to clean up. They took turns soaping up each other’s boobs, and gently washing between their legs….softly rubbing their sensitive clits and cleaning around their pussy lips. Then they rinsed off, got dressed, and stopped at Anne’s room on the way to the lobby so she could change clothes before dinner.
In the lobby, the four sorority sisters hugged and kissed…excited to be together again, if only for a weekend. But they vowed it would be a fantastic, fun-filled weekend, crammed full of sunbathing, stories and….if things worked out as planned, a little debauchery. They all shared a laugh, then headed to the hotel restaurant for dinner.
That night, after they’d finished dinner and spent nearly four hours in the hotel bar catching up, the four of them headed to their rooms, anxious to begin their weekend on the beach early the next day. Anne followed Jill to her room, chatting and laughing while she opened the door. Then the two of them shared a ‘goodnight’ kiss that ended up with Jill pulling Anne into her room, where she stayed for the rest of the night.
The following morning they showered together….rubbing soap all over their boobs, and pinching their erect nipples, made slippery from the soapy lather. Then they took turns with the hand-held shower head….set to ‘pulse’ ….blasting each other’s clits until they both enjoyed delicious morning orgasms.
After that, they put on their skimpiest bikinis, threw on see-through wraps, and joined Wendy and Crystal in the lobby. Together the four of them walked out of their beachside hotel, directly onto the beautiful white sand of the Pensacola seashore.