About a month after our gang returned from Vegas, we wives decided it was time for a drunken confession session. Since we had returned we hadn't discussed the strip club with anyone but our husbands. That was only because they were in the room when it happened.
Our spouses had taken the kids on a weekend camping trip so we decided to camp out at one house and spend the weekend drunk.
The camping clan left on Friday afternoon. At 2:00 the girls showed up with their luggage and liquor. We sat around for about an hour just talking about the kids' sports and other activities. We decided to cook supper before we started drinking so we wouldn't get sick. After all the dishes were clean and put away, it was time to drink.
After four pitchers of margaritas and several different shots, we were feeling a little loose at the tongue and told of our first woman to woman experience.
As Wendy told her story I started to realize I was getting turned on by the pictures of these two women going thru my mind. I was ashamed, thinking I was the only one feeling this way.
Jess went next unfolding her wild experiences with their stripper. As I was fighting the urge play with myself again, I happen to glance in Wendy's direction and saw her hand in the front of her shorts rubbing her pussy. I didn't say anything but the urge to follow suit was seriously becoming overwhelming. I don't even think Jess realized she had started rubbing herself as she continued her story.
When it came to my turn, I noticed the girls were both still rubbing themselves. As I got started sharing my tale, I could no longer keep my hand away from my pussy. I stuck my hand down the front of my pants and started massaging my clit. Before I could finish my story, I was so worked up and close to cumming, I told the girls this was not right.