This is the lastest version of an ongoing story plot between Marte and Terra. This story can be enjoyed on it's own accord, however. If you would like to read the earlier stories, you can find the previous stories about Marte. Vote and let me know what you think of the story. If you feel compelled, please leave a comment also. Enjoy!!
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"You know it is just me and you now?" Terra says, putting her arm around Marte. "Now that Cindy has a serious boyfriend, she will not have time to engage in our female adventures."
Marte laughs. "She will still make time for us. We are her best friends."
Terra looks at Marte. "Yes, we are her best friends, but when was the last time she hung out with us?"
"We see her everyday at work." Marte retorts, trying to defend Cindy.
Terra rolls her eyes. "If it were not for seeing her at work, we would no longer know she exists."
Pulling away for a brief moment, Marte looks at Terra with a serious look. "It has been almost a month since she has hung out with us. Damn them men."
Both girls laugh. Terra repeats Marte. "Damn them men!"
Terra pulls Marte close to her and presses Marte's head against her chest.
Cuddling up against her best friend and one time girlfriend, Marte enjoys the warmth of her friends' body heat. The cold weather outside makes it a great day for cuddling in front of the fire.
The sound of cracking wood in the fireplace creates a relaxing, romantic mood. The chilling sound of wind outside sends chills down Marte's spine. She pulls the blanket up over her legs and uses Terra's soft breasts for a pillow.
"Are they soft enough for you?" Terra asks, breaking the few moments of silence.
Marte ponders the question for a few seconds before asking for more information. "What ever do you mean?"
Exhaling, as if to express her disbelief that her friend does not getting what she is referring to, Marte answers in a condescending tone. "My breasts silly. I know you are naturally blond, but I didn't think you were that blond."
They both burst into laughter. "You know things go over my head all the time. That is only because I am short though. Ha. Ha. Ha."
Terra squeezes Marte tighter against her own body. She loves the feeling of Marte's warmth pressed up against her. Her perverted mind cannot help but wonder. She can feel her body begin to tingle in excitement. "You never answered me."
Laughing, Marte responds, "Your mind is like a steel trap. Yes! Yes, they are nice and soft. They feel better than a pillow against my face. I am so jealous. I wish I had big, soft breasts too."
Terra reaches down and cups Marte's breasts. "They feel plenty soft to me. I love them just the way they are."
Pushing her hand away, Marte says, "You are worst than a man. Sometimes I think you have a man's brain inside your female body. I think you were definitely a male in your past life and it has somehow carried over to this life."
"Don't be jealous, my love." Terra retorts. "I have an idea..."
Marte starts shaking her head back and forth, interrupting Terra. "Uh uh. I don't think so. I know where all of your ideas lead to."
Hugging Marte, holding her close, Terra continues speaking like a stubborn bull. "I have been studying relaxing techniques and I thought we could try some today."
The thought of relaxing does sound good to Marte. The problem is, she knows everything with her friend has a silver lining that ends up leading to sex. Today she just wants to cuddle and enjoy the company of a friend. If Terra's idea of "relaxing" involves softly touching, then she is out. Soft touching always turns into inappropriate touching which leads to removing clothing, which leads to adult behavior.
"What kind of relaxation are you speaking of?" Marte asks, playing along.
Terra is happy Marte has taken the bait. She may be simply nibbling, without going all in and taking the bite, but at least she has her interest. She ponders a moment, trying to decide how to word her explanation. The words must come out right from the beginning otherwise she will lose Marte's interest immediately.
"I have been reading this book about positive vibes through the word of mouth. I have been mentally preparing the therapy techniques, but I need someone to try it with, to see if it works."
Marte is intrigued. This sounds interesting. She wants to make sure it is exactly how Terra presented it, at face value. She has heard innocent sounding explanations before and fallen for the innocent sounding rules only to find there was touching involved. "No touching?" she asks softly.