The two of us together

My name is Aline, I am 18 years old recently made and a body in my opinion very beautiful. I like to practice some sports such as tennis and swimming, and whenever possible go to the club near my house burn some calories on a tennis court or at a pool. Although I've had some boyfriends, and even have slept with some of them, I have an odd desire for other women that sometimes makes me sleepy, wondering whether to take this feeling into account. What I'm going to tell you about happened exactly one month ago, on a weekend that I spent at the beach house of my friend not far from here. It is not very simple thing to report this episode, even because it is still very present in my life and I feel somewhat guilty for everything that happened, although it was wonderful. One Friday afternoon my friend called me saying she would go to the beach with her parents and boyfriend, and invited me to come along, spend the weekend at her home. I didn't have anything to do on the weekend, and between doing nothing here or at the beach, I preferred going with her out of town for a little while. We left in the evening, picking up some traffic along the highway, and we got there around nine o'clock at night. My friend's house is located on a street near the beach that usually gets crowded during summertime. On this weekend, by contrast, it was completely empty, and all other houses were closed. It was just me, her boyfriend and her parents enjoying a week-end at the seaside. Friday night we didn't do much, partly because there was not a lot to do. The hobby was playing cards with wine and everyone participated in it until the early hours of the morning. My friend Angela is 19 years old and she loves her boyfriend. They have been together for so long now that they consider him as family already. Her father is an ex-convict in his mid-40s, and her mother must also be in her 40s or something like that, and she is very beautiful woman just like her daughter. I always thought Angela was a beautiful girl, and even masturbated myself sometimes thinking about her. She can't imagine it. The card game ended at the fourth bottle of wine with everyone halfway up and also slightly tired. Her father got up first to say good night as he yawned toward his room. So we collected our cards, set the table, and prepared for bedtime. A general goodnight and everybody went into their rooms. Mine were tiny little bedrooms in the service area that barely fit a bed and an old wardrobe. I arrived in the room very silly, and began to change clothes for sleeping. When I was wearing panties and a bra, Angela's mother came into the bedroom with a blanket saying that it was cold and she wanted me to cover myself well. And when she saw me dressed like this, she apologized but I said no problem. She went inside and started arranging her blankets on my bed. As she leaned forward a little bit, tucking them onto the bed, her short shirt lifted up slightly and I could see that she wore an even shorter underwear tightly tucked down showing off her perfect ass turned around. At that moment I had a strange feeling, and things never imagined were flying through my head. I thought this woman was wonderful, but at the same time it excited me to see her with very little clothes right there in front of me. So I decided to make even more excitement for myself, driven by dizziness from wine, and began removing what was missing from my clothing, first the bra then the panties. When Angela's mother turned towards me, I was without one and lowered my underwear, and before she could say anything I said that I used to sleep naked. She looked at me from top to bottom and said that there was no problem. I lay down on the bed, and she still stared at me. I saw her looking closely at my breasts and ass, and it amazed me when she said: "Oh how I would like to be 18 years old again". At the same time I told her she didn't need one; she had a perfect body for age, and I expected this until I turned 40. I began to find this woman more and more wonderful, even though I knew that it was madness any thought passed through my head. When she said good night, I asked if I could win a kiss. She looked at me for an instant, then held her hand over my head with a tender smile on her face. I closed my eyes and felt her give me a gentle kiss on the forehead. I shivered, but kept closing my eyes. She continued caressing, smoothly sliding her hand down my hair and across my face without saying anything. After a few seconds she gave me another kiss, this time on the cheek. The caress lasted longer than before without stopping my breathing. It continued for several seconds until I broke the silence and asked her if she would like to lie down beside me for a little while. At that moment she said it was already late; she had to go to sleep, but I insisted by saying how nice the caresses were. She smiled tenderly once more and said in a calm voice: "That's good enough!" We lay side by side, facing each other, well protected from the cold under all those blankets. For a long time we were silent, just looking at one another with more than relaxed effect of several glasses of wine. Her husband must have been in his tenth sleep already and probably Angela and her boyfriend had also gone to bed as well. The two of us should be the only ones awake in the house, and there we stood staring at each other waiting for sleep. And while it didn't come she put her hand once again on my face and began gently slipping away saying that I was very beautiful. I stood still and closed my eyes again with a small smile on my face. A chill ran through me, and I came closer to her complaining of the cold; we were only inches apart, our legs pressed against each other's. At that moment I felt her hand resting upon my belly from underneath the covers, and she said with perfumed breath: "You will feel cold if you sleep naked". I replied: "Not if I have someone to warm me!" Her hand kept sliding down my stomach making circular motions, leaving me all shivering and excited at once. We went on like this for a long time. A few inches apart, feeling each other's warmth and I felt her touch upon my body from under the covers. Gradually her hand began to come down, always caressing me very delicately. It passed through my navel and continued slowly descending while her eyes remained fixed on mine. I could feel it leaning against the hair of my goatee and staying there for awhile. I closed my eyes again and stood still without risking any movement. And then I felt her whole hand on my vagina, covering it completely and at the same time being moist with excitement. I opened my eyes and she kept staring me straight in the face. Out of that motionless state but still without moving much, I put my hand around her waist underneath the blankets. Glided gently down her hips and reached up to her butt which was hard as well as soft and very lovely. Caressed her bottom just as delicately as she caressed my pussy, and we stayed for a few more minutes in this delightful exchange of cuddles. After that, our faces drew closer together and our lips touched each other with the same softness of affectionate touch. We kissed as we embraced trying to fill one another's bodies as much as possible. And in the intertwining of bodies I pulled her over me and squeezed tightly wanting my friend's mother more than anything else in the world. The kiss did not cease while this was happening. We kept on kissing all the time mixing tongues and saliva, seeking to taste each other to its fullest potential. There's nothing like kissing another woman, being a woman with another woman moaning the same feminine groan of pleasure. Angela's mother paused briefly for less than one second to take off her sweater and throw it on the bedroom floor beside my bed, then she kissed me again with her body over mine. I felt her breasts touch mine, and I squeezed hard, already completely in love with this wonderful woman. With both hands I reached into her panties and pulled forcefully down to her knees, bringing her body once more towards me. I put my hands on her soft, tasty ass and pulled her body in pushing mine out feeling her pussy rubbing against mine. My legs spread apart and offered up my vagina completely to her who came willingly as she stroked me hard with her cunt; I reached for her breasts with my mouth and sucked each one of them pleasurably while continuing the sweet back-and-forth. Our moans blended together identically indistinguishable from each other. And in the heat of a trance she would whisper things like "You're so hot! My pussy is on fire!" and I would also speak, delirious with pleasure: "I want to feel that wonderful pussy of yours! Kiss me". And we both got more and more hallucinated, giving ourselves completely. I was already madder than crazy about it all. We took off all the blankets and there were only two naked ones, one over another without anything to stop her from doing so. She still stood up in bed, walked towards my headboard, then sat down on my face and rubbed this pussy against my face. Between moans she'd say: After that she lay down again, but on her stomach and I climbed up on top of her rubbing my buzzer against her ass while my breasts brushed her back and she turned to our mouths kissing each other saying: "I'm yours! Fuck me!" And as I was about to burst with such a hard-on feeling the fire in my vagina, I grabbed from the headboard a hairbrush by its coil and started sticking it into her pussy behind. It was difficult to control the moans, but she tried not to groan too loudly, whispering softly at me: And the brush handle would come and go from her bottle completely soaked, and I'd put it in my mouth to taste a little bit more of its flavor. We were both on fire having sex in our back bedroom bed. Angela's mother wouldn't stop moaning or begging me to shove this thing up her ass. She was like, "I love you Aline! You are amazing! Shove that brush down my butt!" So I took out the bristles and gently pushed them into her wonderful buttocks. Suddenly there I was at my friend's beach house sticking one up her mom's arse. And I'd stick the brush handle in really deep, and then take it out and shove it up my ass alternately. (Laughter) So that night we did all sorts of things you can imagine. It was hard to tell which one of us was crazier. The proof came after a lot of laughing and being completely ecstatic next to each other on our beds. I asked her how to do it, and she said: "Come here! Let me show you!" She pulled me up on top of her by putting my bottle against hers. And she says: "You can". - Here in the bed? I wanted our kisses to stay together, tight and forever". And that's how Friday night ended. As for the rest of the weekend, I can say I didn't regret it, especially not her, nor did anyone suspect me either. Whenever we were alone, we used this time to caress each other. There was even moments of tension like when everyone gathered in a room playing cards and I went out into the kitchen right next door. Angela's mother made an excuse to go with me, and as soon as we got into the kitchen she lifted up my skirt, pulled down my panties, ducked in, started sucking on my bottle. She even had one time that was more dangerous than this, but I don't think anyone suspected it. I walked in, knowing that it would give me a few seconds of pleasure with her. And when the door was closed from inside... ...I immediately began to take off my clothes while she stood naked before me. For a minute or two, we tried to get the most pleasure out of it and ended up lying on the bathroom floor all over each other having great sex and even making very quiet declarations of love like "I love you!" or "Don't leave me". It was an unforgettable weekend.