She had a nice ass.
My face turned bright red thinking that. It was true, though. I didn't consider myself bisexual or anything, but, damn.
My delicious view was made possible by the fact that she was only five feet tall, so she needed to stand on a stool to reach a bag of chips in a high cupboard. Her short shorts barely covered that beautiful ass, and as she stretched to reach the bag I couldn't help but stare. It was a really, really nice ass.
"She" is Alex. I'm Jenn. Her parents were out of town for the weekend so I was at her house to watch movies, eat chips, and talk about guys all night. My view of her ass only lasted a moment before she turned around, smiled at me, and hopped off the stool, chips in hand.
"C'mon," she said, "let's put in a movie," and she turned and walked into the living room. I kept my gaze steadily on her shoulder-length brown hair, and tried to convince myself that I wasn't not looking at her ass on purpose. She pushed a cassette into her VCR, then collapsed onto her small couch. I sat, cross-legged, in front of her. The movie turned out to be extremely sexy, with lots of nudity. I could feel warmth between my legs during certain scenes, and almost wished I was alone so I could masturbate.
About an hour into the movie, I heard a quiet moan above me. I looked up and was shocked, and I had to admit a little intrigued, to see Alex's hand massaging her crotch through her shorts. It was clear that she didn't want to actually masturbate with me in the room, yet couldn't really help herself. Suddenly, she realized I was watching her and stopped abruptly. Her face turned bright red.
"I--uh--I mean--sorry. I was, um..." she began.
"No, it's okay," I said. "I'm, well, I'm enjoying the movie, too..." I continued, not sure how to phrase my sentence. She smiled tentatively.
"Okay," she said. I smiled in what I thought was a reassuring way, and then turned back to watch the movie. My stomach was churning, I was amazed at the thought of my friend masturbating. I mean, I guess pretty much everyone does it, but I never really think about other people doing it.
Behind me I heard Alex continue to moan. She had taken my acceptance to heart and, as I stole a glance out of the corner of my, I saw that she had now shoved her hand into her shorts.
By this time I was really turned on. Now that Alex was masturbating openly, my inhibitions started to melt and I moved my hand slowly into my jeans, acutely aware of my friend pleasuring herself inches away. At the first light stroke of my middle finger on my pussy, I closed my eyes and groaned. The soft sounds of my best friend enjoying herself, the feel of her labored breathing on the back of my neck, and the grunts coming from the television as two people fucked contributed to arousing me more than I had ever been aroused in my life.
"Jenn?" came Alex's voice. I jumped.
"Yeah?" I said.