My Best Friend: An Enduring Bond Beyond Hectic Lives

Alice and I had been holidaying together for several years, twice a year we would escape to Europe for a week to soak up the sun and leave our hectic jobs behind. We both shared a love for relaxation and the freedom to be ourselves in each other’s company.

I’m a tall brunette, with a fit and toned body, and Alice is petite, with a delicate complexion and a charming smile. We’ve always been comfortable with each other, often sharing a room and enjoying quiet evenings together. Our usual routine involves a European-style self-catering apartment, a large combined lounge and bathroom area, and a spacious bedroom with twin beds.

This year, we decided to try a new island, one that was less commercial and boasted beautiful nudist beaches. As we arrived on the island, the warm air enveloped us, a welcome change from the damp English summer we’d left behind. Our apartment was clean and spacious, with a large open-plan bathroom and a comfortable bedroom.

We spent the next morning settling in, enjoying a quick meal and then retreating to our apartment to rest. I was the first to wake, and as I made my way to the bathroom to shower, Alice appeared behind me, her eyes fixed on my body. I was shaving my pubic area, and she seemed taken aback.

‘Why do you shave down there?’ she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

‘I like it hairless, and it’s more sensitive,’ I replied, trying to keep my tone casual.

She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, and I could sense a spark of curiosity between us. ‘Do you want to feel it?’ I asked, my voice a little softer now.

She stepped closer, her fingers brushing against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I felt a rush of excitement, and for a moment, I forgot about our friendship and let myself get lost in the sensation.

‘I’d like to shave mine,’ she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

‘Why not? I’d be happy to help,’ I replied, trying to keep my tone light. But when she asked me to shave her, I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. I nodded, trying to play it cool, but inside, I was screaming with excitement.

‘Strip off your robe,’ I said, trying to sound casual, but my heart was racing with anticipation. As she stood before me, her hairless body glistening with sweat, I felt a pang of desire. I reached for the shave gel, my fingers brushing against her skin, sending sparks flying.

‘This is a clear non-foaming gel,’ I explained, trying to sound professional, but my eyes were fixed on her body. ‘It allows me to see where I’m shaving and doesn’t irritate the skin.’

I smoothed the gel over her pubic area, my fingers sliding between her legs, feeling the softness of her skin. She closed her eyes, her chest rising and falling with each breath, and I felt a rush of excitement. I shaved her, my fingers manipulating her folds, feeling the sensitivity of her skin.

Once I’d finished, I turned on the shower and washed the gel away, my hands moving over her body, feeling the softness of her skin. I felt a pang of desire, and for a moment, I forgot about our friendship and let myself get lost in the sensation.

‘All finished,’ I said, trying to sound casual, but my heart was racing with excitement. I handed her a towel, and she wrapped it around her body, her eyes never leaving mine.

We spent the rest of the day at the beach, oiled up and sunbathing, but I couldn’t shake off the feeling of excitement that lingered between us. As we walked back to our apartment that evening, I couldn’t help but wonder if our friendship was about to change forever.

That night, I had a dream about Alice, a dream that left me breathless and wanting more. I awoke early, my skin slick with sweat, my fingers stroking my wet pussy. I glanced over to find Alice watching me, her eyes fixed on my body.

‘Sorry,’ I mumbled, trying to cover myself with the sheet, but she just smiled and asked, ‘Were you having a good dream?’

‘Yes,’ I replied, trying to play it cool, but my heart was racing with excitement. She sat up, her legs parted, exposing her wet pussy to me, and I felt a rush of desire.

‘It’s clear to me you were talking in your sleep,’ she said, her voice barely above a whisper. ‘You were moaning in ecstasy, and I found it very arousing.’

I told her about my dream, about the woman who kissed and licked me, and I felt a pang of desire. She listened, her eyes fixed on mine, and I could sense a spark of curiosity between us.

‘Who was the dream about?’ she asked, her voice soft and husky.

‘It was about you,’ I replied, trying to sound casual, but my heart was racing with excitement. She smiled, her eyes never leaving mine, and I felt a rush of desire.

‘Well, do something about it now…’ she whispered, her voice barely audible.

I was taken aback, unsure of how to react. Should I just lay there and masturbate in front of her, or should I tell her to come and make my fantasy a reality? I sat up, my heart racing with excitement, and copied her pose, exposing my wet, aroused body to her.

She continued to touch herself, her eyes fixed on my body, and I felt a rush of desire. I moved my hand to my pussy, mirroring what she was doing, and we sat there, our eyes locked, our bodies tense with anticipation.

As I lay beside Alice, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder at the way our bodies had come together. Her skin was still warm from our earlier encounter, and I could feel the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. I reached out to stroke her hair, feeling the softness of it against my fingers.

“My God,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “You have no idea what a turn on it is to find someone who can squirt during orgasm.”

“I didn’t know I could!” I replied, my voice filled with surprise. “But it was awesome all the same.”

I rolled onto my side, facing her, and leaned in to kiss her softly. She welcomed my tongue, dueling hers with mine, exploring my mouth with growing urgency. I placed my hand on her belly, softly rubbing in circles, higher and higher until I stroked the underside of her breasts. Her nipple tightened under my ministrations, and I pinched it between my finger and thumb, rubbing the tight flesh back and forth.

“Oh, that feels so good,” she moaned, her voice filled with pleasure. I transferred to the other breast, pinching and screwing the flesh, giving her pleasure with a little pain. She arched her back, pushing her breast into my hand.

I broke away from our kiss, nibbling and licking down her neck, to her collarbone, tasting her flesh over the mound of her breast until I reached her nipple. Drawing the tight knot into my mouth, I raked my teeth over the puckered flesh, distending the nipple before releasing it as it popped from my mouth.

I repeated the process several times, making the flesh red and shiny with my saliva. Drifting further down her petite body, I licked over her rib cage, taking small bites at the tight skin over her hips, moving across towards her now bare and smooth mound.

“Please,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. I felt emboldened, and I asked her, “What do you want?”

“Please do me!” she replied, her voice filled with desperation. “Make me come!”

I pushed her further, asking her to spell it out to me, to demand what she wanted. She hesitated, then said, “I-I-I-I need you to suck my clit, h-h-hard, f-f-f-fuck my aching cunt with your long fingers, hard, I need you to make me come soooo badly!”

At last she had managed to cry out what she needed. I moved between her legs, pushing them wide apart, shoving her knees towards her chest, lifting her bottom higher and grabbing a pillow to place under her arse so she was fully exposed.

Her pussy was so wet, white juices oozing from her cunt. I crouched over her opening and flattened my tongue, licking from the bottom all the way up to her clit in long, sweeping movements, tasting her cream and realising an unbelievable fantasy.

“Oh fuck!” she breathed, her voice filled with pleasure. “More……more, push more fingers into me!”

I inserted my index finger, pushing the two fingers apart inside her, stretching her wider. Adding a further finger, I started to slide in and out, feeling no resistance from her silky wetness, pumping my fist and screwing my fingers left and right as hard as I could as she bucked her hips up to meet my thrusts.

I placed my mouth over her clit and sucked the little nub as far into my mouth as I could, clamping my front teeth over the extended flesh and flicking my tongue over the bud. As my fingers pumped faster and faster into her cunt, my tongue rubbed over her clit harder and harder until I felt her moans turn to quick pants, her hips curled up to my mouth and her muscles tightened.

The pants turned to cries as her cunt muscles clamped down on my fingers over and over again as she spasmed into her climax.

Once her vaginal walls stopped grabbing at my fingers, I slowed down my finger fucking and gently released her clit from my teeth. Looking up at her, her face was a picture of satisfied bliss, and both hands were clutching her nipples and pulling on them as she lay in sated repose.

I laid back up beside her, and we both drifted off to sleep.

In the morning, I woke to find myself spooned behind her, one arm under the crook of her neck and my other hand holding her breast. I tried not to disturb her as I eased my arm free and left the bed to go to the bathroom.

I sat on the loo, deep in thought, recalling the early morning’s events. I wiped myself and flushed, washing my hands and splashing water over my face, leaning over the basin staring into the mirror, the memories again distracting me.

Alice walked into the bathroom, naked, leaned over my back, kissing my back and shoulders as her hands snaked round and cupped my breasts. Her nipples pebbled against my back as she gently rubbed her soft skin against mine, causing my pussy to instantly tingle in response.

I straightened up and turned to face her, placing my hands on her shoulders, caressing her neck until my hands held her face and I kissed her lovingly on her lips. She pushed up on her toes to meet me, her hard nipples rubbing against mine as she pushed the gentle kiss into a more urgent one.

We eventually broke apart and ventured under the shower together, washing one another’s hair, massaging soap and slippery fingers into all our intimate places, bringing each other off to brief but satisfying orgasms.

During breakfast, Alice suggested we try one of the nudist beaches. I had no idea where her new-found confidence had come from, but I didn’t hesitate, and we agreed to go and explore.