“Are you ready to go?” I asked. “Yeah, just lemme grab a few other things and I’ll meet you at the car.” I picked up my bags and headed for the trunk. Ahh this weekend was going be great. We were off to see some friends from college. We hadn’t found time since graduation for all of us to get together until now. It had been almost two years. I couldn’t help but wonder if either of them had changed. I wondered if they would freak out once they found out that Stefanie and I weren’t just ‘good friends’. I never know how anyone will react when they see us together, two women holding hands, obviously in love. Oh well, she and I were happy and that’s all that mattered to me.
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Stefanie rushed out of the house, trying to handle four bags and a cooler. “My God woman, whatcha packing so much for, it’s just a weekend stay.” “Well, ya never know what’s gonna happen and it doesn’t hurt to be prepared.” She’d put our pillows and a blanket in the back seat earlier this morning. She was the epitome of a boy scout! I shoved her bags into the trunk and prayed it would close. And we were off. Read more of this erotic sex story
It was dark and we’d been driving for about four hours when she said she wanted to stretch her legs. We still had about another three hours to go and I didn’t need to be in until tomorrow so we weren’t in any hurry. I told her the next rest stop we came to I’d stop. About three more miles down the highway I pulled into a dimly lit rest stop and parked next to the small building that housed the bathrooms. She got out and walked around a bit before she headed into the women’s bathroom. I quickly picked up the trash we had accumulated throughout the trip and headed for the restrooms as well.
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After I tossed the bag of trash into the garbage Karen came out and washed her hands, smiling at me through the dirty mirror. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist as I kissed the back of her neck. She moaned lightly which echoed in the small tiled bathroom. I got a naughty idea. No one was around but us; I could mess with her easily and have my way with her. As we walked back to the car I slid my hands up her body to her breasts. It was slightly chilly so her nipples were already hard and pressed against her thin t-shirt.
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Finally the day we had been waiting for arrived and we walked up the ramp to the ship. I don’t remember the name of it since it was about five miles long and in another language. It was beautiful. We were given directions on where our room was located and Melanie and I wasted no time unpacking. This cruise was going to last a week and we didn’t want to be living out of our suitcases. We threw our bags up on the bed and starting sorting out what would go where. As big as cruise ships are, you would think they would have more space for clothes. There was one small closet and a dresser matching in size. I watched as she started to remove her ‘delicate’ clothing. She had an amazing range of lingerie, from black leather to white lace. If it could be found at Victoria Secrets she owned it. I often thought that it was a form of addition, some people are addicted to caffeine, nicotine or stronger, and Melanie here is addicted to lingerie. To each her own I guess.
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Once we got done packing we realized that there was only one bed. Now I admit I’ve often fantasized about messing around with Melanie, who hadn’t? She was hot as hell. She had the body that most women are jealous of and most men drool over. She was five foot eleven, 140 pounds soaking wet, the longest legs I’ve ever seen on anyone, wavy long red hair and a nice set of tits. We make a good pair, I’m five foot six, 135 pounds, brown haired and I’m the president of the itty-bitty titty committee! She’s picked on me since we were in grade school. Back then I honestly thought I’d grow more, but at twenty-six I’m still a nice perky 34 B. I never acted on my desires since she was my best friend and I wouldn’t want to ruin what we have already, so I keep them bottled up. I made a joke about there being only one bed; we both laughed and headed out to see the ship. We’d been in our cabin longer than I had thought cause I could just barely make out the port we left. She grabbed my hand, which she frequently did, and we walked along the upper deck basking in the sun and fighting the wind in our hair. I couldn’t keep my thoughts off of her.
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I work the late shift. I hate it for the most part. But there are a few perks like less traffic on the way home and I get to walk into my bedroom and watch my sexy woman sleep. Sounds weird I know, but there’s nothing quite like waking her up to have sex.
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I tossed my coat over the back of the couch and made my way into the bedroom. There she was, laying there, the sheets barely covering her naked body. The sight of her sleeping always gets me hot. I don’t know if it’s because she’s helpless lying there or if its cause I can look long and hard at her without her wondering what the hell I was thinking. Her curves showed right through the sheets. She’d left the lamp on and the light danced across her, she obviously fell asleep reading again. She always tried to stay awake until I got home.
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