Terri and Amanda had planned this spring break vacation since they first became room mates their freshman year of college. As seniors, now they were almost on their way to the beginning of the remainder of their lives. Even though it was early March, the warm ocean, Jamaican breeze, gently warmed their bare flesh as they lay sun bathing alongside the secluded beach. The crystal clear sea, reflected blues and greens from the under water world. Terri closed her eyes, dreamily, thinking of her boy friend, Paul. Wondering what he was doing in Daytona, with Amanda's boy friend, Rick. "Probably drinking and ogling girls in thongs and bikini's" she murmured to her self. Absently thinking it was Paul, Terri glanced down as Amanda's hand began to stroke her thigh, gently from her knee.
Startled, Terri opened her eyes to view Amanda's hand move up toward her bare mons. Oh such a delicious feeling she thought and then a quizzical furrow raced a crossed her brow. Amanda's hand gently kneaded Terri's flesh until it began a slow, probing, pressing exploration of her slippery lips. Strangely, Terri felt familiarity with this new feeling. Certainly she and Paul made love together in the four years they had dated. Although something always seemed to be slightly off, she knew Paul was wild about her. Oh but the warmth, as Amanda rolled onto her stomach between Terri's legs. Gently pushing her back, Teri had to brace her arms behind her in the sand as Amanda licked and nipped gently, her inner thighs. Amanda nibbled gently on Terri's mound and reached up, cupping one of Terri's soft breasts. Amanda gently flicked a rapidly hardening nipple as Terri moaned softly, thinking, "oh this can't be wrong – it feels so right".
