A Night Of Passion 21

My friend Steph and I went out for a girls night. We had stayed out a bit later than usual so I knew Steph would want to stay the night as she lives all the way across town.

We had gone out with intentions of trying to meet a guy and hook up as it had been a while since either of us had sex, but there were no good prospects at any of the bars we went to.

We both passed out pretty quickly, but I was having really sexual dreams. I woke up around 3 am kind of wet and turned on. Steph was in the bed next to me and I turned over to face her.

She was wearing a thin white tank top and some pink panties. Her boobs looked really good and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Her legs were uncovered and her ass was poking out slightly.

I had a sudden urge to touch her, so I started to run my fingers along the edges of her body. I was just barely grazing her skin as to not wake her up. I kept running my fingers around her body, getting closer and closer to her underwear.

As I did, I realized how wet my pussy was. I slid a hand down into my panties and started to rub my clit. I could feel it throbbing between my fingers and I started to rub faster.

I was using my other hand to touch Steph's leg and ass as I started to finger myself. I was trying to go slow and be quiet. I was edging my tight hole and I felt it start to widen between my fingers. I inserted my pointer finger in my hole and felt it clamp around my finger. I kept pushing further until I was able to fit the whole thing in, and then a second.

I started fingering myself faster and faster, still trying not to wake Steph. I had two fingers in my pussy and had to use the other hand to cover my mouth as I started to moan a little louder.

I could few myself about to cum, but stopped myself at the brink. As good as it felt, I didn't want my fun to end. I hadnt been turned on like this in some time, and I think it was because I was so focused in how hot Steph looked.

Steph was still fast asleep. I decided to pull down her white tank top slightly to expose her boobs. Her nipple was a bit puffy when I pulled it out, but in no time at all her nipped was hardened by the cool air.

I started to play with her nipple, rolling it between my thumb and index finger as I gently cupped her boob. This started to cause her to stir. I thought I would stop, but she started to push her chest into my hands and her legs started to move around.

Maybe she was enjoying this in her dreams too?

She began rubbing her legs together and pushing her body towards me. Her nipple was hard as a rock.

She was starting to moan and it was clear that she was enjoying what was happening, even if she wasn't as fully awake as I was.

I started to lower my hand to her stomach and then her hips. I pushed my hand underneath her panties and started to run my fingers through her pubic hair. It was neatly trimmed and soft. My hands danced in that area for a bit as I was too afraid to go further as I knew there would be no turning back after.

After mustering up the courage I finally went for it.

Her pussy lips were smooth and her legs were slightly parted. I started to rub her pussy lightly and could feel that she was getting wet.

She continued to move around slowly as I saw her body shudder from the new sensation. The pace of her breath quickened. She was moaning softly, but her eyes were still closed.

I decided to take a risk and put a finger inside of her to see how she would react to it. Her hole was tight, but I was able to squeeze one finger in.

She bit her lip softly. I started getting wetter and more excited as to what could possibly be happening in her head at that moment. Did she think it was a dream? Or did she know what I was doing to her, but also what I was doing to myself as I could feel my pussy starting to drip at all the possibilities.

I started slowly pumping my finger in and out of her. I could feel her pussy get a little wetter with every stroke. She began to breath faster.

I moved my body closer to hers. The warmth of our legs greeting eachother was wonderful as they began to intertwine like a rope.

I kept fingering Steph, now moving at a medium pace. I inserted a third finger and her pussy clenched around it.

She opened her eyes wide. I could tell that she was now fully awake. She looked at me and gasped. We locked eyes, and it felt like time froze in that moment. I didn't know how she would take it.

"What's happening?" she asked.

I was too embarrassed to answer. She looked down and saw that my hand was in her underwear and saw her exposed boobs.

"I was having a super sexy dream that my pussy was being played with. I guess it wasn't a dream though... What's going on?" she asked again.

"I couldn't sleep, so I started touching myself. Then I started touching you. I'm just so horny and couldn't help it."

She laughed and smiled at me.

"Well don't stop then. You better finish what you started," she said.

My heart fluttered. I was happy she was on board. I pushed her panties down her legs and she slid them off her feet. I took my panties off too and pulled off her tank top.

She pulled me in for a kiss.

Its funny. I had my fingers in both of our holes, and I was more surprised by her kissing me because I genuinely didnt expect it.

Our naked bodies together felt amazing. There was such a deep connection I felt from kissing her in that moment and I could tell she felt it as well as we just kept kissing.

Our tounges would dance around in my mouth, then I would tranfer mine to hers and on and on we went.

I was turned on, but now I just felt giddy about all of this.

She moved her hands from my breasts and down my stomach. She rubbed my thighs before making her way to my pussy.

I let out a soft moan. I had never been touched like this by a woman before. Her hands were soft and she knew exactly where to touch.

It felt great while I was fingering myself before, but feeling Steph's hand on my pussy made me hotter than a fire. She slid a finger inside of me and I did the same to her.

We could feel the tension melt away at each stroke. There was no awkwardness between us in that moment. We locked eyes and it was like the world disappeared. It was just the two of us sharing a moment of pleasure together.

Her pussy was nice and tight, and she was squeezing her hole around my fingers. I loved the way her soft skin felt and her sweet smell.

I could tell she was getting close. We were both excited at the situation and could tell it would lead to a fast orgasm.

She inserted a second finger and started going faster. She was rubbing her fingers inside of me. She had a look of determination on her face, and I could tell she wanted to get me off as fast as possible.

The room was silent besides the sound of our wet pussies being rubbed and fingered as we continued to lock eyes savoring each little facial expression we were making.

Her thumb started rubbing my clit, and I felt myself start to cum. I matched her and put my thumb on her clit as well. It felt like I was going to pass out from the pleasure. I bit my lip and moaned loudly as I knew I was close.

My pussy clenched around her fingers. It was a wave of pleasure and I was riding it.

Once my orgasm finished, she took her fingers out of my pussy and stuck them in her mouth.

This ensnared her senses and mine as I rubbed her clit faster.

Her body stiffened up for a quick second as she moaned and her eyes opened wide. The look of pleasure plastered on her face as she rode the orgasm I had provided her, squeezing every drop of pleasure from it.

We laid there naked and intertwined for a while and went back to kissing, this time a bit slower, but still just as passionate and playful.

When we woke up the next morning, it was a bit awkward at first. We sat across from each other on the bed.

Not sayign a word, I started giggling and she joined in. We both laughed hard for a bit.

"So... last night," Steph started, "that was a lot of fun."

"Yeah it was, wasn't it?"

There was a level of awkwardness, but also a level of sincerity. Almost like we knew we enjoyed it, but couldn't figure out how to say it to eachother.

A part of me always wondered if there was a chance that it could happen again, but it never did. Sometimes I still think about that night. I'm sure she does too, but we will never admit it to each other. It happened so fast and unexpectedly that I wish I could have savored it a bit more. The experience and deep connection the two of us shared that night will stay with me forever.