Pleasures of a capercaillie

The pleasures of a capybara -- this website has given me the motivation and courage to share some experiences that I've had over the past two years involving myself, Marina, and my best friend Andrea. We have been friends since we were teenagers when we started studying in the same class at National College downtown Victoria; together we went through phases of body formation, discoveries about our sexualities, first boyfriends. Even from the need to vent, and seek explanations for many things that were unknown to us, Andrea and I exchanged a lot of confidences about our intimacies with our boyfriends. It was Friday, we had gone out with our cats for an evening on Lama Street in Jardim da Penha, and Andrea would sleep there at home because she lives in Praia da Costa and I live in Canto Beach, much closer. When we came back early in the morning, we made a snack, and decided to take a bath to get some fresh air. Fortunately, my room was a suite, so we could stay as comfortable as possible. I packed a towel for Andrea and she went first. In the meantime, I pulled up her bedside table and cleaned it. I returned to the bathroom and we started talking while I took off my bra and watched her bathe as water flowed down her perfect body making a small dent in her black combs. My friend had become a beautiful woman with long dark hair, even darker eyes, fair skin creating a nice contrast. Suddenly Andréa called out: "Come take a shower with me; this is such good-tasting water". It was not our first time swimming together. This had happened on other occasions, including at her home. I unzipped my panties and went underneath the shower that she'd left open a little to one side. While enjoying the warmth of the water, I saw her shrink into her own arms trying to suppress the coldness I was feeling. I pulled her towards me and hugged her from behind, sharing in the comfort of the hot water. When I embraced her, my right hand ended up over her left breast. It wasn't intentional, but neither did I take it off. The volume of hard breast in my hand, the pointy nipple gave me a strange feeling, different. It wasn't the same when I caressed my own boobs while masturbating. Andrea looked at me quickly and smiled half-cowardly. I took the joke forward and whispered in her ear, "What is it? What do you think of that?" And then I started squeezing her breasts just like my own when we're intimate. Andrea let out a groan of pleasure with closed eyes while I swirled her boobs around. I grabbed her little tits between my fingers and stroked them tightly listening to her horny moans. Well, by now you must be thinking we are lesbians. It's not anything like that. We never had any relationship at all; I was never interested in women, always liked men. But I confess, that situation began to move me. What was a joke became reality and I started feeling this strange sensation, an erection took over my body; it felt as if my pussy were getting wet instead of water. I pressed his body closer together with mine, joined my pelvis to her round hard ass and started rubbing myself like a man does on a woman. She moaned more and mumbled things such as: "Oh! how sweet...how delicious"... I don't know what happened to me, but it made me even more horny. Then I noticed that she was with her left hand in the pussy itself, sliding her finger into the vagina and rubbing the grill. I could not resist <unk>ta enjoying, ta?... ta masturbating, is ... you want me to do on you? ?? . Her body trembled all over my arms, looked feverish. She simply took my right hand off of her breast and brought it up to her pussy, moving it up and down, showing how much she wanted to be masturbated. My head was spinning around in a whirlwind of thoughts, blaming myself for doing that thing and the madness I'd let it get me into while at the same time my body just got horny, feeling soaked underneath. Leaning against the cold wall, I started kissing her ear, sticking out my tongue, squeezing her breasts and dedicating the best part of my fingers to her pussy. In an impulse of horniness, I brought up his juices-soaked fingers and put them in his open mouth <unk> Have you ever tasted its enjoyment? ... She timidly began to lick them slowly and then started sucking on them voraciously, as if she were sucking a stick. She took my hand and brought it back into the pussy, asking for more affection <unk>does more, makes... make me have fun ... oh that delights, my God... what desire I feel you feeling ?? . As I fingered her crutch, she passed her right hand behind my head, turned her face and glued her mouth to mine in a wet kiss loaded with passion. Confess I didn't think of myself reaching this point but ended up matching his kiss by reflex, instinct itself. And when I found myself in his fleshy mouth, our lips rubbing together, our tongues dueling. Although I had never imagined kissing a woman before, with Andrea it was very pleasurable - perhaps because of its unexpectedness and suddenness; I liked her so much that rather than merely respond to her, I felt totally involved in the situation, kissing her passionately, voluptuously, maybe as I'd never previously kissed any man. My fingers intensified the caresses in her throat, I squeezed her breast harder, she began to release stronger moans muffled into my mouth, her body seemed to convulse and sucking madly on my tongue entered a deep, long, simply incredible enjoyment. Separating his mouth from mine, panting, he gave himself over to recovering his breath while murmuring non-stop "what joy... what delightful pleasure ... oh my God, what lovely thing... you are very crazy, Marina". Still enraptured by what had happened, and in response to her comment I brought my fingers licked with his amusement and eyes fixed on hers, sucking them one after another in a very dirty way. That night for the first time I experienced how pleasurable a relationship between women can be, especially if there are affinities amongst them. What has become of our relationship from that affair you will know later in detail. It is a long story full of pleasant surprises and so as not to waste your time reading my story, I'll tell it briefly here at capixaerobatica. You can wait, I'll be back. If you have stories that are not mine to tell, send me. I love reading these spicy stories. Kisses for everyone. Marina <unk> Praia do Canto/Vitória marinasapeca@capixabaerotica.com.br (Originally published <unk> www.capixabaroticam.br)