4 comments/ 56499 views/ 9 favorites Best Friends' Weekend Away: Day 01 By: edgefull INTRODUCTION / THE TRIP OUT My best friend Alison and I had both been working incredibly hard, and it had been difficult for us to have any 'quality time' together. Such are the rigors of life in our hard driving corporate careers; she was in advertising and I was doing financial analysis for a big west coast bank. We found ourselves penciling each other into our oversubscribed calendars. The last time we'd done anything away from town together was about 3 years ago. Unbelievable. So here we were on a Friday. We'd left town early and were sitting in my car, driving to the desert to her parents' desert vacation home. We'd both been there many times since childhood, and we agreed that we couldn't wait to just do nothing for a whole weekend in a nice, warm, remote place. I was jealous of her because she could always get away to this place. Even in the winter, when it was really cold, she'd go to get away from things. She really loved it out there, and I certainly understood! As the two-hour drive progressed, we got updated about everything: work, hobbies and our relatively non-existent love lives. I was always I guess luckier in love. I'd had a boyfriend until a couple of months prior but Ali hadn't been with anyone for a while. Not because she's not beautiful. Guys were always after her, but she never seemed interested in engaging. And probably for good reason; most of those guys were schmucks. There was a pregnant pause in our conversation and then Alison kind of got serious and quiet. Then she asked: "Elle, do you remember when I told you that, when I go to the desert house alone for the weekend, I like to just hang out in the nude for the whole weekend?" "Yeah, definitely," I said. "Would you care if I were nude this weekend," she asked, and then breaking into a little chuckle, "except of course when or if we go out?" I laughed too and then said, "Of course not. I never forgot you telling me about how you like to do that. I think it's great and you know I've seen you nude before. So it's ok by me. Besides, it's your house." We both giggled and she said, "I really appreciate it. I know it's kind of a funny request." To that I responded, "Not for best friends" and smiled at her. When we arrived at the house, its was not too hot, somewhere in the mid to upper 80s. Perfect for sitting by the pool and soaking in some rays. I couldn't wait. We clamored out of the car, grabbed our over-packed bags and keyed into the place. The house is set on a large plot of land and there's no one around for miles. I could understand why Ali never had any concerns about being nude all the time. It's very private. It is in concept a ranch house, but completely modern. All the amenities, lots of big windows looking out on the desert foliage, great skylights, cushy chairs and sofas. The house wraps around the pool deck in a "u" shape so you can see into the pool area from virtually anywhere in the house. The living room, just within the entrance, is sunken and adjacent to it is an open kitchen and dining area, essentially part of the same main room. There is a separate bunk loft house on one side of the pool area. I remember staying in there when we were young. Alison and I would stay up all night telling stories and joking around. We'd also play touching games naked, which I learned later was pretty typical for young girls. We went around the house and opened all the windows and sliding doors to let the breeze come through the house. It was a beautiful, warm day. We reconvened in the living and both said in unison, "Sit by the pool?" We belly laughed and said "Yeah!" once again in unison. Our friendship was like that; we'd be thinking and saying the same things all the time. "I'm going to go change into my suit," I said. Ali said with a grin, "Well, you know what I'm going to be wearing." I flashed a smile at her over my shoulder and walked in to my room, and she departed to hers. I picked out my sexiest but also my most comfortable suit--a black two piece that was fairly high cut for the times. I know it wasn't hip, but i loved how it looked and felt. So what the hell! Fashion be damned! POOLSIDE I grabbed a towel and went out to the courtyard, sun lotion in hand. Ali still hadn't come out. I sat on the edge of the chaise lounge and started applying lotion to myself. It was a hot day, but it felt so relaxing to be in the sun and have just nothing to do. I looked up and saw Ali. She was completely nude, except she was wearing a beautiful waist chain with dolphins on it. Her dark pubic hair was nicely groomed into a vertical strip. I'd always thought she had a great body, but I could tell she'd been working out...she looked great and had a great all-over tan. "Are you sure you don't mind this?" she asked. I came back quickly, "Of course not. You look great. I like that belly chain. It's a nice touch." "Well I never told you this part, but a part of having these nude weekends I have is sort of 'dressing up' for different times of day." She looked a little sheepish and embarrassed as she told me this. "That's sounds nice. So does that mean if we eat in tonight, you'll 'wear' something to dinner?" I asked. "Yeah. Something." "Like what?" I asked "I don't know yet. I brought some things to wear. We'll see," she said, seeming a little shy now that she'd brought this all up. "Ok. I'll look forward to that," I said, smiling at her. While Alison put suntan lotion all over herself, we talked and caught up some more. She told me about some more work bullshit she'd been going through. Ugh, I thought. What a nightmare. We lazily sat by the pool, occasionally taking a dip together and then coming back out to let the water bake away. Ali got up to get us drinks a couple of times. As she walked away, completely nude, I thought to myself, "How can it be that she doesn't have a boyfriend?" Two hours later, we were pretty fried, and it was getting later in the afternoon. I got up and told Ali I was going inside. She decided to stay out and catch a few more rays. POST BAKE I put on some shorts and a tank top and Ali came in, towel in hand. Her tan had progressed significantly. "Mmmm that was nice," she said while stretching and yawning a bit. We both flopped on the couch and just laid there, watching mindless TV. Ali had her legs up so I had a really clear side view of her thighs. I could see her pussy. I could have sworn it was glistening a little bit. Her nipples were somewhat hard. It was a little strange sitting with this beautiful nude woman. I'm sure in some way she wanted me to be more naked rather than less, but I just didn't feel like it. I liked, though, that she felt so comfortable being nude around me--that it was such a natural state for her. I kind of found it exciting in a way, in a voyeuristic way. In a moment of silence, Ali caught me a little off guard and said, "Elle, I am really, really horny, so I think I'm going to go to my room and masturbate." I was startled, but I was intrigued. "Really!?" I exclaimed. "I guess hanging out in the nude makes you that way, huh?!" "Yeah. Pretty much. I guess I never really said it because I was too embarassed, but obviously when I spend the weekend here alone nude, I masturbate a lot. I like to take a really long time and stay aroused like all day." She paused. "I'm sorry if this is making you uncomfortable." She was sitting there now with her legs crossed and one arm across her breasts and holding her shoulder, seeming a little shy all of a sudden. "Ali, no way am I uncomfortable. You know I love you and whatever it is that makes you you! I'm glad you are being so honest and candid with me. Nobody is ever so candid, even with their friends! So I really like it and it's no problem." I was on a soapbox almost. She looked a little more comfortable herself now, and my curiosity was piqued. I wanted to know: "So when you have these marathon masturbation sessions, what do you do?" She was clearly surprised I was asking her this. I could see her warming up and she sort of bit her lip and then spoke. "Well--shit I am SO embarrassed telling you this--well, I stay nude all day and evening and I'll dress up, like I told you, for different times of the day." "And?" "I might masturbate with a dildo. Of course I brought a couple with me this weekend. Sometimes I'll rent a porn movie from that place over in the plaza where the market is. Sometimes I'll buy a magazine and masturbate to that. I'll just roam around the house and outside and caress myself." It was exciting hearing her story. I was getting a little wet myself. "So what kind of magazines do you buy?" I asked "Stuff like Playboy or Penthouse or even the harder stuff like Cheri or Hustler," she responded sheepishly. "So, wait, are you a lesbian?" I asked, wondering if her choice of magazines was a sign. "No!" she blurted. "No way. I really like guys. I fantasize about guys and scenarios with them, but also sometimes about women. I think women are really beautiful, but I really don't want to have a relationship with a woman. I thought maybe I was gay because I'm so resistant to the advances of guys, but I know I really want a guy and guys DO make me horny, believe me. But women are nice to look at and I sort of relate to them showing themselves in those magazines or in movies. I guess just like I am now, to you." "Ah." I said. "You think I'm weird." She said, a little plaintively. "Not at all. I was just curious. I want to understand you, not judge you." I said. And I really meant it. "I think what you are describing is beautiful, just like you are. And you're really courageous telling me this stuff. Later, I'll tell you how I masturbate so we're even. No secrets." "I'd like that," she said. She was perhaps unaware that she had begun caressing one of her legs. It was getting closer to dinnertime and in the middle of chatting, I said to her "Are you hungry?" She said, "Yeah, definitely." I said, "Why don't I go to the store to get some stuff to make something?" She said, "You don't have to do that. We can go out if you want to." The nearest development with restaurants was about 15 minutes away, along with the nearest market. "But you need to masturbate. I don't want you to be frustrated," I responded. "I can do it later. It's ok," Ali said. I believed her, but I knew in my heart of hearts that Ali would probably rather stay here. It was her concept of a nice weekend, and I wasn't so picky or so set on going out. I was perfectly happy being a homebody all weekend, as I knew she wanted. "No, really, I don't need to go out." I said. "Let's just stay here. I'll go and get groceries and make us a nice dinner. Ali, I want you to have a good, comfortable weekend. I don't need anything particular other than just hanging with you. And listen: if you want to masturbate, then do it. You can do it in front of me. I don't mind. If you don't mind, I don't mind. There's nothing about it that bothers me and you should feel totally free in front of me. I would be worried actually if we had to have secrets. In fact I'm a little mad you didn't share all this with me earlier!" I made that last point with a smile on my face. I was just razzing her. Ali had a sheepish smile on her face and said: "Yeah, well, I thought it was too weird, even for best friends. I'm sorry." "Definitely not for us. You do remember all that stuff we used to do when we were in 6th grade, right? I remember it. I've already known you as a sexual being, so I don't know why we stop at this." I was referring to how we used to play doctor and touch one another's pussies while we told stories about the guys we liked. "Thanks. You're a great friend. I love you, Elle." She came over to me and hugged me. Here I sat, giving my nude best friend a big hug. Her skin felt nice and soft, and her naked breasts pushed into me. "So what do you want to eat?" I asked brightly. "Hmm. How about pasta... that amazing one with smoked mozzarella you make," she responded. "That's perfect. And some salad. I'll get the stuff." I was already up and heading to my room to get my keys and purse. I came back in the living room and she was sitting with her legs now apart, caressing her stomach. "So stay here and I'll be back soon. You want anything else?" "Nope, I'm good. I'm going to start masturbating. Are you sure it's ok?" She was insecure again. "Yes. Absolutely. I'll be back soon, sweetie. Have fun." DINNER PREP My trip to the store was fruitful, no pun intended. I got all the groceries, plus I was inspired thinking about Ali at home masturbating. I got her a few surprises. My arms were pretty full when I got to the door. She opened it for me, which was a big help. I got to the kitchen and laid the bags out on the counter and turned around to look at Ali. She had followed me to the kitchen, and I realized she was wearing something totally new. She had her hair up in a ponytail and was wearing a tight black short sleeve shirt, waist length and a small black belt. And nothing else, except for some medium high heels. "This is my outfit for dinner," she announced perkily, with her hands on her hips. She was beautiful in it. Very sexy. "Wow, you really are dressed for dinner! You look gorgeous. I was half expected you to be spread out on the couch with a dildo inside of you when I got here. Have you been masturbating?" I asked. "Oh yeah. I heard you drive up so I got up to help. I just realized maybe it was premature to change my outfit if I am to help you cook and cut things and all that," she said. "No problem. I am cooking tonight. I want you to relax, and I enjoy cooking! AND, I got you some presents!" "No! Really? Like what?" Ali was excited and beaming. "Well..." I started one-by-one pulling things out of the various bags I'd carried in. "First, here's a great bottle of wine we can share. And then I was in the produce section and thought of you enjoying yourself and brought you a few vegetables that maybe we can see if you can use." "Wow, you are so great. That sounds like fun." Ali was really excited and her nipples were incredibly hard, poking thru her thin shirt. Arrayed before her on the counter were a cucumber, a carrot and some smaller zucchini. It was an inspiration that was close to home.... I had masturbated many times with my trusty cucumbers at home and enjoyed ‘shopping' for them before I'd go home to masturbate. Pulling more stuff out of the bags, I pulled out a couple of magazines: Penthouse and Hustler. Alison's voice registered surprise and humor, "Shit, girl…you are so nice and so funny for getting these. I'm still a little embarrassed about this, but I really appreciate this." Smiling, satisfied with myself, I was pulling the rest of the groceries out and said, "Hey, get up on the counter and spread your legs. Let's see how this cucumber works out." Ali looked at me and said, "Really?" "Yep. Get up there." I was already washing it off. "Do you need some lubricant or something or do you think you're wet enough?" I asked. "I think I'm wet enough. I can't wait to look at those magazines," she said. "Yeah, well maybe we can look at them together later and you can tell me what you like and don't like," I offered. She looked at me with sort of bemused disbelief and just nodded her head in the affirmative. I think she couldn't believe I was being so encouraging about all this. With that same look on her face, she took her pumps off and climbed up on to the counter. Looking a little tentative, she spread her legs by putting one foot up on the counter. Her pussy was beautiful, and I could tell her lips were swollen. I handed her the cucumber. "I feel funny now doing this in front of you," she said. "Don't. I want you to. You are beautiful and obviously aroused." I was resolute. And aroused myself. She took the cucumber and ran it around her slit and with the other hand felt just inside her slit to see how wet she was. She moved her lower leg to the side of her to open herself up and kept stroking her opening with it, looking down at herself and then at me. I put my hand on her thigh and gave it a quick caress. I turned away to start making the meal and I said, "Keep going and let's talk about whatever. So what did you do when I was away?" She was starting to push the cucumber in and her voice was slightly different now, "Well, when you left I just started touching myself and tried to find a sexy movie on cable, but maybe it's too early. That's why I'm excited about those magazines. Obviously talking so openly about this stuff really made me even hornier before you left. There are some good movies on tonight on cable....ugh...." She spasmed a little bit from the cucumber inside her and then continued. "So maybe we can watch something." The cucumber was going in and out, slidingly gracefully at the command of her hand. Her other hand was caressing her raised thigh. We just talked--about all sorts of stuff--throughout my making the dinner. And I loved the idea that my best friend Alison was sitting on the counter masturbating for me while we talked about everything under the sun. I think she was close a couple of times to coming, but she held back. Eventually, Ali had to go pee, so she got off the counter. She came back and started setting the table. I winked at her as I told her I was going to go dress up for dinner since she had done so herself. "If you want to be nude, too, that's ok with me," she said as I was heading to my room. "In a way I'd like to but I am enjoying staying clothed while you're naked," I responded. "Ok, that's fine if it's ok with you," she said "Definitely, but I AM going to dress up for you!" I said, winking again. DINNER I came out of my room in a slinky little black dress. Ali had brought the food to the table and was sitting in one of the chairs. One leg was up on the arm of the chair and she was working her finger in and out of her vagina. I smiled and asked, "Having fun?" She nodded yes. And added, "You look great." "Are you ready to eat?" Ali looked flustered but nodded yes again and stopped her ministrations, bringing her leg down to chair level. I sat down across the corner of the table from her and we ate. The pasta was a big success I guess. She kept complimenting it. I washed the dishes afterwards while Ali "retired" to the living room with her new magazines. When I got out to the living room, Ali was wearing a new outfit. She was totally nude, with a new waist chain and wearing another set of pumps. Her legs were spread wide and the cucumber was deep inside her. She was paging through the Penthouse. I sat down next to her and looked at the pictorial she was looking at. A beautiful redhead with her legs likewise spread. A very pretty vagina, I commented. She said, amidst the slushy sounds of the cucumber going in and out, "Uh huh." I asked her if she wanted to go outside and have an after dinner drink by the pool. It was nighttime, but there was a warm, balmy quality to the air. She said yes. I went to get the drinks and Ali went outside. When i got there she was lying on the chaise lounge masturbating with her fingers. I turned the other lounge around so while sitting I could look at her. She kept masturbating during the whole thing. I asked her, "How are you doing?" She said, lidded and with a husky voice, "I couldn't be better. Thanks for letting me do this." We continued talking for 10 or 15 minutes and I saw that she was incredibly aroused. She was almost drunk with arousal. "Do you need to come?" I asked. "Always," she said with a damp chuckle. "Then do it." I was almost commanding. Just as I finished saying it, her splayed legs jumped upwards and began trembling. She moaned and shook and grunted, and I grabbed her hand. It was beautiful. A nice complement to the amazing, starry sky. We clasped hands tightly as she came down from her orgasmic state. I felt a surge of wetness and she said, Best Friends' Weekend Away: Day 01 "Thank you. That was incredible." "I could tell. I've never seen you have an orgasm. It was lovely." She seemed especially spent. "Are you tired?" "Yeah, I think I'm going to need to call it a night. Especially after that. I'm still horny, actually." "Well, it sure made me horny watching you," I said boldy. "It was really sexy." "Thanks for saying that. Do you want to masturbate? I'll wait up while you do it if you want me to." I always loved that Ali was so giving and reciprocal. "No, that's ok. I might bring myself off when I go to bed, but I don't need to right now and you should go to bed, young lady," I said in my best caretaker voice. "You've been going through a lot lately at work and you should rest." We both got up, and we walked into the house. She was walking ahead of me, turned around and said, "Thanks. Love you, sweetie." She moved in to hug me and we held each other for a few seconds, and then she said goodnight and went to her room. THE END ---------------------- NEXT…. Day 2 Best Friends' Weekend Away: Day 02 TIME TO WAKE UP The light was streaming in, and I could feel the warmth of the day developing. I was really groggy this morning. I had slept for almost 10 hours; I guess I needed it. I was also somewhat horny. I had had several sexy dreams, and my nipples were hard when I woke up. It must have been all that sexual energy from yesterday. I smiled to myself, knowing that Ali and I were closer than ever. I felt really energized by the honesty between us. It was nice feeling that safety between us. My stomach was grumbling, so I knew it was time to get up. I got out of bed, threw on some shorts and a t-shirt and padded out to the living room. I saw that Alison's bedroom door was open, so I figured she was up already. As I walked down the corridor, lined with internal windows looking out onto the pool patio, I saw Ali's legs peeking out from the silhouette of the chaise lounge. Out sunning already, I thought. I smiled at the loveliness of the day. Ali was a vision of beauty. Perhaps not surprising—although I hadn't fully accustomed myself to it—she was completely nude. Wearing her waist chain again. Ali's legs were spread wide, the morning sun beating down on her vagina. She was with one hand clutching one of the magazines I bought her and staring at a full-page pictorial spread of two lesbians kissing. With the other hand, she was sliding in and out of her pussy the carrot I had bought her last night. Ali heard my feet scraping on the cement and looked my way. "Hi sweetie," she said, with a sort of husky voice. "Hi Ali. How are you doing there?" I asked, smiling her way. "I'm good. Can't you tell?" She giggled and put down the magazine, continuing her stroking. "Yeah, it looks good. You look like you're feeling great." I sat next to her on the adjacent lounge and alternated watching the carrot go in and out of her pussy and looking at her face. "How long have you been out here?" I asked "About a half hour. I was really horny when I woke up. I hope it's ok with you." She said. "Don't be silly. Did you get any breakfast?" I asked as my stomach growled. "No…unhh." There was a spasm and then she slowed down the in and out motion. She looked at me with this beautiful, lusty look and said, "I guess I have the carrot that you bought me yesterday." Her other hand was tracing circles around her left nipple. "Do you want some?" I asked. "I'm starved. I'll bring whatever you want out here. Coffee? Toast? Eggs?" I offered "Yeah, I'm easy. That'd be great," she replied. She was still slipping the carrot slowly back and forth. I was definitely wet watching her. I knew it was only a matter of time before I would need to masturbate. BREAKFAST I figured we'd be sunning for a while after eating, so I went back into the house and went straight to my room to change into my suit. My pussy was incredibly wet; I had to wipe it off with tissue before putting my suit on. I went to the kitchen and started making breakfast. As the coffee began dripping, I noted the smell of sage wafting into the house through the open doors. Ah, to be able to sleep in like this in this beautiful place. It was a great, great weekend. I carried a tray with each of our breakfasts—eggs, toast, coffee and fruit salad that I bought the night before—out to the patio area and placed it on the outside dining table. Ali had already ceased her stroking and had gotten up to join me at the table. "Wow this looks great. Thanks for doing this," she said. "Thanks," I replied. As we started eating, Alison said, "So tell me about how you masturbate. You said you'd tell me." I looked up at her, a little embarrassed. After I'd swallowed my bite of food, I took a sip of coffee, cleared my throat, and then began to speak. "Well, like you, I like to dress in sexy things when I do it. I love to run the bath and soak for a long time and then get out, dry off, and then dress up." She was looking at me with great interest. "I love candles. I've watched porn before, and it was a turn on, but I've seen stuff I didn't like so much." The table had a glass top and I could her entire nude body underneath. Ali had lifted one leg up onto her chair and was starting to caress her stomach and breasts ever so lightly. "How often do you do it?" she asked. "Well, when I was with Jason, not as often, of course." She smiled knowingly. "These days, every other day probably on average. Sometimes, I'll have longer sessions and cum a bunch of times, so do I count that as more than one?" I said, almost rhetorically, but with a grin on my face. She giggled and asked, "Do you use toys?" "Yeah, I have ‘a' dildo. Only one. Remember Bill? He got it for me. It vibrates. I have never really spent much time looking for anything else, although I'd like to." I felt a little unhip compared to Alison in the sense that she seemed so advanced in her whole masturbation life. "I'll take you shopping for some stuff when we get back into town. Every once in a while I'll go buy and try something new, so I know all the places." Alison was openly stroking her labia at this point. "I'd like that. What kinds of things have you gotten?" I asked "All different shapes and sizes. Also other kinds of toys, like this vibrating panty g-string thing that I can wear underneath clothing and walk around all day. It's really sexy. I've had orgasms at work with it." She seemed so confident in her life as a masturbator. I was sort of jealous. "Wow. Didn't people notice?" I asked, in disbelief. "No, I don't think so. I've had to learn how to hold it back. It was really fun." Her finger was in her pussy, moving ever so slightly. "Wow. That's sounds really sexy." I had to admit I was getting wet again. I was staring at her finger going in and out of her vagina. "Oh sorry," she said, "I guess I'm being pretty obvious." "No, it's very sexy, actually, that you can be so free around me." I said. There was a slight pause. "Not to change the subject, but we should have had dinner out here last night. It's so nice outside." "Yeah! That we should have." She had stopped masturbating for a bit. "Why don't we have dinner out here tonight?" "Yeah that's a great idea. Let's do it." We were basically done with our food, and Alison got up and grabbed some plates from the table, indicating she was going to take them inside. "I can do that," I offered. "No you stay, go sun yourself, and I'll do the dishes." I was eye level with her pussy as she stood there with the dishes. She walked inside and I got up to go back to sit by the pool. WET BY THE POOLSIDE I was slathering lotion on myself and couldn't help but notice the wet spot on the gusset of my suit. Thankfully, it was a black suit! Soon, Alison came out and sat in her chair next to me. She had two glasses of iced tea for both of us, as it was getting kind of hot. There was about ten minutes of silence and then Alison said, "I really like the idea of having a nice dinner out here tonight. But I want to ask you something." She had turned on her side towards me and was caressing her outer thigh. "Yes, go ahead, sweetie," I responded "I really want you to be nude with me at dinner tonight. It would really mean a lot to me. I'm feeling a little silly being nude all the time with you. I think you'd really like it. We could both dress up for dinner, well, partially at least," she said grinning mischievously, "and it would be really nice." I had to admit I liked the idea. I'd never done anything like that before, and if I were going to do it with anyone, it would be Ali. "Ah, ok I guess. I'm a little nervous showing myself like that, but it sounds interesting and sexy." "Great!" she exclaimed. She was really happy that I said yes. "But I don't have anything sexy to, uh, wear," I added. "Well, let's tan some more and then we'll go to the shopping center in Desert Springs and get some neat stuff. You don't need much." She was grinning again… and touching her pussy lightly. "And you have some heels for in case we'd go out, right?" "Yeah," I said, still a little nervous and out of my comfort zone. "Great. It'll be fun" She said, as she stroked her labia lightly. That's when I saw in the reflection in one of the patio windows a person! Inside the house! And it wasn't one of us. And that person was coming through the patio sliding door directly toward us. My eyes were popping out of my head, and Ali noticed them staring up and beyond her. She turned around and saw the person and was nonplussed. "Oh hi Marie." Apparently Ali knew this person—a woman, in her mid 40s. She quickly turned over to me and said, in a quieter voice, "It's Marie, the housekeeper. She comes once a week." Marie approached with a big smile and said, "Hi Alison. How are you?" Alison said, "I'm good. Marie, this is my best friend Elle. Last time she was here was before you were working for us." "Hi Elle," said Marie. What was happening, I couldn't believe: Ali was actually lightly touching her pussy in front of this housekeeper. Marie continued, grinning and looking back and forth at both of us. "So you both look like you are having a nice time. Ali, you look relaxed as ever." Ali laughed, kept stroking, and said, "Yeah, I'm good. It's nice to see you." Marie turned and went inside. I was staring at Ali in disbelief and said, "Wow, you seem comfortable with her!!" Ali was chuckling a little bit. "Well, Marie has seen me nude many times. I was here a year ago when my parents hired her and didn't tell me. I was nude with high heels on masturbating out here when she showed up unannounced. It was really embarrassing. She was really nice about it though and said not to worry about it and that I was free to do whatever I wanted in my own house. I couldn't believe it." "That's unbelievable. I couldn't believe you were touching yourself in front of her so casually," I said. "She's totally comfortable with it. She is great that way." She said earnestly. With that, Ali got up, announcing she had to pee. I said to her, "Why don't you just pee here?" as she was walking away. She looked over her shoulder—a very nude shoulder—and said, winking, "maybe I'll do that later for you." When Alison came back out, she was carrying one of her vibrators with her. She said as she was approaching. "I have this great idea." "What is it?" "Well, I already talked to Marie about it—I hope you don't mind. She's an incredible cook and she's willing to stick around and cook us an unbelievable dinner tonight. She'll get the groceries and come back here and prepare while we're out shopping." "Wow, but I said I'd be nude with you tonight," I said, with a tone of confusion in my voice. "Yeah, and we'll still do that. She'll be here. She'll serve us dinner. It doesn't bother her at all. I already told her it would be like that. And you shouldn't be embarrassed or shy because you have a great body, and she really is very open about all this." "Well…" I stammered. "Please? It would really mean a lot to me." She really wanted to do this. "Ok. I'm nervous because I hardly know Marie, but if you think it'll be ok…..." I said a little reluctantly. "Yes! Alright!" She moved over to hug me. "I can't wait," she said. "So let's go into town and go shopping soon, ok?" "Yeah, sounds fun," I said, still a little apprehensive, imagining what it would be like to be nude in front of this strange woman, let alone my best friend. Ali picked up her vibrator and said to me, "I need to come. Do you mind if I do it here? I can go inside." "Of course not. Go for it." I said, beaming a sexy, knowing smile at her. With that, Ali spread her legs and turned on her vibrator and caressed her labia with it, closing her eyes. The buzzing was drowning the "noise" of major silence between us. I watched her stroking her clit while she moved the vibrator around and in her vagina. In less than a couple of minutes, she bucked and moaned and reached a loud climax. Her body was glistening with sweat and jerked with little caresses of her labia after she came down from her orgasm. She looked at me and smiled. "How was it?" I asked. "Great. Thanks for being here with me. It was nice," she replied. SHOPPING All the arrangements had been made with Marie. Ali and I got dressed after taking showers. I wore a tank top and tight shorts. Ali wore a short sundress, with, you guessed it, nothing underneath. It was gauzy and didn't leave much to the imagination. Our first stop: "Little Nothings," a little lingerie store in the shopping mall in Desert Springs. Ali and I kept smiling and winking at each other while we looked around. With Ali's help of course I picked out a beautiful outfit: a tight black net crop top and a decorative silver belt. I had pumps at home, and didn't need really anything else. Ali already had plenty of outfit material at the house but she also bought a pair of suspender stockings, just to have the variety. We stopped for a quick lunch bite and then we went to the drugstore. Ali picked out more suntan lotion and some makeup remover called Albolene. "It's a great sex lubricant," she said nonchalantly. "I learned about it on the internet. In case I get dry for any reason while I'm touching myself." It was exciting so openly talking about masturbation in the drugstore. Then we did the really daring thing: we went to the adult section of the video store. Ali recommended some Andrew Blake movies and a couple of other "high production quality" adult movies. I felt like a beginner, although I had heard of Andrew Blake and had even seen one with a boyfriend a few years ago. It was funny—two attractive young women shopping for porn rentals. The young man at the counter didn't know how to act, other than simply uncomfortably. This was a hoot for both of us. I felt really alive and daring. We drove back to the house, laughing and giggling all the way. BACK AT THE HOUSE When we got back to the house, we were both tired and decided to take a nap. I wondered if Ali would take a nap in the nude. Some crashing of pots and pans woke me up, so I threw on some shorts and a tank top and went out to see what was going on. It was the stirrings of our chef tonight, Marie. She was already cooking, and it smelled great. I went out to sit by the pool and napped a bit more. Ali came out and woke me. She had her hair back and was wearing a tight waist-length t-shirt and nothing else. She sat with her knees up and feet in front of her, leaning forward with her arms hugging her knees. I could see her glistening pussy lips, pouting and beautiful. She actually caught me looking, so I pushed my way through the awkwardness and said, "So you're aroused?' "Yeah." "So if you need to take care of it, do," I suggested. "I'm sort of waiting until dinner time. You won't mind if I masturbate during dinner, will you?" "Not at all," I said. "Do you need to masturbate?" she asked, in an especially caring tone of voice. "I'll probably do it later. All this nudity and open sexuality has definitely affected me," I responded matter-of-factly. I was in fact incredibly horny. The wetness of my crotch was pretty obvious to anyone that looked there. "You say that like it's a bad thing. I'm sorry if this is bothering you," Ali said. "No, it's really a nice thing. A little overwhelming. I'm not sure how to take it. I feel funny… like I'm a lesbian or something for being so aroused by this." And with that I spread my legs and pushed out my pelvis a little. "I mean, look at how wet I am." The dampness was obvious, even on my black suit bottoms. "Sweetie, it's totally fine. And that doesn't make you a lesbian. I think it's totally natural to be aroused by sexual things… not just only the things we're supposed to get excited about. When we used to touch each other back when we were younger, it was exciting. It never stopped either of us from going forward with our sexual development as straight women, did it? I don't think so, at least." "No, I guess not. It's just so confusing." I said, feeling a little defeated and confused. "And," I began to add. "Yes?" she prompted. "I feel like a complete crazy pervert fool but I can't get out of my mind the image of you peeing in front of me, ever since I made that comment earlier and you said ‘maybe later.'" "Oh wow! Well, sweetie, there's nothing wrong with that either. A lot of people are into that. I've done that on my own a bunch of times and even with Billy… he was into it." Alison was being really sincere, I could tell. "I'd be so happy to pee for you," she added earnestly. I looked up at her and smiled. "I can't believe you just offered that." "No, I really mean it. I'll do it right now if you want." I was shocked, but aroused and intrigued. "I mean, where would you do it? Do you need to pee?" "Yeah, I could go. I'll do it right here," she said confidently. She saw in my eyes I was saying yes, and so she sat up and turned towards me and spread her beautiful legs. She looked directly into my eyes, then closed her eyes, concentrating, and then a stream of urine started dribbling from her pussy. She then opened her eyes, staring at me with a very serious look on her face. As the urine stream gained power, it came nearer to me. I was mesmerized and so aroused. So aroused that my friend would share such a personal, intimate thing… more intimate maybe even than masturbation. I brashly put my hand out underneath the stream and let it run on the back and front of my hand. Ali smiled at that and slowly the stream subsided. Her hips bucked slightly…almost as if she'd had a small orgasm. I was staring at her pussy, and then I looked up. Marie had been standing there for at least part of the episode and was likewise staring at the pool of urine that sat between our chairs. Ali looked up and over her shoulder and said, "Oh… hi Marie. I'm sorry… I…" Marie smiled and put her hand on Ali's shoulder and said, "I just wanted to tell you I'm going to go out for some more things and then I'll be back just before dinner." Marie twirled around and walked back inside the house. Ali and I looked at each other and smiled devilishly. "Shit," we both said in unison, giggling nervously. After a small pause, I said, "That was beautiful, Ali. I am so aroused by it." Ali smiled. "It was really nice for me to show you that, too." DINNERTIME (AGAIN) Later, after some time apart and hanging around watching TV, I went to Ali's room. Her door was open. The room had the humid smell of shampoo and soap—she'd obviously just taken a shower. She was completely nude and was putting on makeup, her hair in a bun. "I'm nervous, Ali," I announced. "My pussy isn't groomed like yours and I don't know if it looks good enough to be exposing it to TWO people!" Ali said, "I'm sure your pussy is beautiful, whatever way it is. I just want you to be nude with me tonight." She had a very supportive, loving look on her face. I turned around, a little flustered, and went back to my room. I was probably just looking for ways to get out of the whole thing. About a half hour later, Ali spoke to me through my closed door. "Are you ready, sweetie? I think dinner is ready." I was wearing my outfit—nude from the waist down, the black net top, silver belt and high heels. I was "dressed" and nervous as hell. But perhaps silly…. After all, Ali had shown me everything—absolutely everything—and it was clear that Marie was really easy going about all this exhibitionist behavior. I opened the door slowly, with what must have been a look of reluctance. Ali was standing there, wearing, high heels black suspender stockings, a small black belt and a collar. She was also wearing something on her, over her stockings. I studied it and realized it was the strap on vibrator she described for me. Best Friends' Weekend Away: Day 02 Ali said, "You look beautiful, Elle. You really do. And your pussy is great. I don't know what you were worried about." My nipples were hard. And my pussy was really wet. I was worrying about it dripping down my leg. And was still studying the vibrating device on her pussy. She saw me looking and added, "This is that toy I told you about. What do you think?" I was riveted. "It…uh…looks neat." I didn't know what to say, but I was certainly intrigued. Ali grabbed my hand and said, "Let's go!" and walked ahead of me, dragging her behind her. I noticed there was something protruding from her ass. She looked back and flashed a smile, "It's my butt plug. It feels great. Are you shocked?" I said, stammering, "Uh… I'm not sure." I was like a deer in headlights. We walked out into the living area and now were in direct line of sight of Marie. She was toiling over the stove. Marie looked up and smiled and looked us both up and down. ‘ "You guys look great. Let me pour you some wine and then you guys go outside and sit at the table," she said. Ali and I waited there. She was grinning at me and had her hand on my lower back, just at the top of my ass. She reached over and kissed me on the cheek, girlishly, and her hand slid down and held the side of my left buttock as it happened. It felt pretty incredible being nude from the waist down like this. I felt very dressed up and yet very exposed. When we got outside, we stood by the table. The table was made up beautifully, even with flowers, and all the place settings were there. Ali asked, "Do you want to try this toy?" I looked at her and sheepishly said, "Yeah, why not?" as if to sound casual about it. My pussy was as wet as could be. Ali flicked a little switch on the side of the "unit" and undid the clasps holding it on to her. It was like a little g-string, except it had a little mass right where her clit was. She looked into my eyes, smiled and said, "Let me help you with it." She crouched down, taking care not to run her stockings, and balanced herself. Her head was basically at the same height as my pussy, and she looked up at it and smiled. "You look good from this angle," she said, in teasing tone. I said, looking down awkwardly, as if looking at my own vagina, "Well thanks. Am I dripping down there?" "No, you're just glistening. It looks great. I'm glad you are horny from this, because I know I am. You're going to love this toy. Ok, so lift your left leg." She was holding the g-string contraption down near my foot. I did so and stepped into the "leg" of it. She held out the other side and I stepped into it with the other foot. I was a little clumsy with my heels on. Ali looked up as she slid it up my legs. It was exciting feeling it tickle its way up my legs. Ali brought it up around my hips and tightened it using the clasps. The vibrator wasn't centered over my pussy, so she unceremoniously grabbed it and moved it aside a bit, touching my pubic hair and labia with the back of her fingers. "Sorry," she said, "it needed adjustment. Your pussy felt nice. I can't believe it's been like 12 years since I touched it." We both laughed at that. At this point, though, I would have been ready to relive some of those experiences. We used to spread our legs for one another, our pussies only slightly tufted with pubic hair, and we'd explore each other's vaginas for what seemed like hours. Slipping in fingers, talking about sex and boys. It was pretty major for us at the time. Ali stood up and said, "So you turn it on with this," and she flicked on the switch. She continued, "I have to take my butt plug out, so I'll be right back." She walked away, her ass swaying beautifully, with the plug protruding from it. I couldn't believe the sensation of this thing I was wearing. The device was buzzing, and I was not sure I could keep from having an orgasm. Ali came back quickly, and she was a vision of beauty. Her breasts were perky, topped by the hardest nipples I could have imagined. I already had sat down, just to relieve my weak knees. I was so aroused. She was smiling at me. "How does it feel, sweetie?" she asked "Incredible. I will probably come if I keep it on." I said, feeling kind of incoherent. "Well…. nothing wrong with that. I think you probably needed an orgasm. Unless you'd rather wait to have an orgasm with me after dinner." With that suggestion, I suddenly came. My hips bucked and my eyes shut and I grabbed the table's edge. Ali leaned in and grabbed my hand. With her other hand, she reached down to my waistline, waited a little longer, and flicked the unit off. "You needed that," she said. "You had fallen behind me in orgasms." She was beaming at me. I was spent, and we hadn't even eaten dinner. I smiled at Ali and said, "You're going to have to replace the cushion on this chair. I'm sitting in a pool of my wetness." Marie appeared suddenly with trays of food. She served us, not aware that I'd had an orgasm, but she was aware of a funny silence at the table. The calm after the storm. Marie said, "Ok, so why the silence? Aren't you excited about my food?" Ali said, "Elle just had an orgasm, hence the lull in conversation." I guess I had become bold enough about my state of undress, because I didn't even think about the fact that I was nude in front of this relatively strange woman. And I was only slightly embarrassed for it be revealed that I had come just seconds before. Marie just smiled and said, "Congratulations. Did it feel good?" I nodded yes. While Marie was placing the bowls and plates on the table, Ali grabbed an extra napkin from the table and gave it to me to wipe myself off with. She reached over to my crotch area and touched the strap-on unit and asked, "Do you want to take this off?" I nodded yes, and she leaned further in and undid the clasps. With that, I stood up and away from the table and pulled the g-string down over my legs, stepping out of it. I put it on one of the extra chairs. It was covered in a combination of Ali's and my juices. We ate voraciously and laughed and talked about all sorts of things, some sexual, some not. It was amazing to be under the stars and so free with ourselves that we could slip in and out of any mode. As we finished our food, I said, "We have to go in and tell Marie how great it was." Ali said, "Well, perfect timing because I need to masturbate. Do you want to go in and watch a movie with me?" I said, "Definitely." "DESSERT" We both went inside and went straight to the kitchen, where Marie was cleaning up a bit. She said, "Don't worry about cleaning up… After I bring your dessert to you, I'll take off so you guys can get more comfortable. I'll come by after you leave tomorrow and finish cleaning up." We both said, again in unison, "Marie," and then we looked at each other and giggled. And then Ali continued. "The meal was incredible. Thank you sooo much for cooking for us and making it such a special, easy evening." Marie smiled and said, "You're very welcome. Any time." I added that I wanted to learn Marie's recipe for the sauce she made. Seeing Marie and I had a little to chat about, Ali said, "I'm going to get my dildo. Do you want one?" I said, "Yeah, that'd be nice," grinning sheepishly at her. "Meet me in the living room?" Ali offered. I replied, "Uh huh. Be right there." I went to the bathroom to pee and wipe my pussy, although a lot of the juices had dried. Ali was on the couch by the TV with her legs spread wide, with her knees up at the height of her breast. Her ass was pushed down to the edge of the couch, fully exposing her groin area. Her tub of lubricant, the remote, and the extra dildo were next to her and her butt plug was again in her ass, in plain view. She was caressing her labia with her dildo. I walked over and stood above her, looking at her pussy. "So are you ready for me to start the movie?" she asked. "Yes. Where do you want me to sit? Do you want me to watch you masturbate or do you want me to masturbate with you?" I asked "With me." She was obviously aroused. "Sit across from me." The couch was in an L shape, so I picked up the other dildo next to her and sat on the other section. While I was nervous, I freely lifted one leg onto the couch and spread my legs. She looked at me do that and plunged the dildo into her vagina. She was obviously wet; the slurping sounds were loud, and I could have sworn I could smell her scent from where I was. Marie approached us and asked us while both of us openly touched ourselves in front of her, "Are you guys going to eat dessert. It's just ice cream." Ali said, "Well maybe we'll wait on it. I think we're going to masturbate for a while right now," she said matter-of-factly. "So if you want to go, go. Thank you so much for everything." "Ok," said Marie. "So the ice cream's in the freezer. You girls have a great time." Marie smiled at me and said, "It was nice meeting you Elle." I was stroking my pussy with my fingers and said to her, "It was great meeting you. Thanks for being so open about us…uh…doing this." "My pleasure. I've seen Ali masturbate so many times; it's really nothing. See you guys." And with that Marie, turned around, collected her stuff and left. "So she's seen you a lot…," I said to Ali. "Yeah, we've become very open. I'm almost always nude when she keys into the place." I was getting even more excited hearing more about Ali exhibiting herself. Ali continued. "Now I don't hesitate to masturbate in front of her." Ali and I were both touching our pussies, and she was caressing her left breast. "I was amazed at how open Marie was. Last time I was here, Marie and I were sitting around talking, and she told me about a spa she used to attend more regularly. It's a club only for women, pretty much masturbation focused." "Pretty much?" I said, needing elaboration. "Well, I guess it's primarily straight women but some of them get together. But mostly it's about self-pleasure. It's like a hotel. You go and stay overnight and spend the your time there. There are classes on masturbation techniques and erotic photography and a lot of other stuff." There was a pause as we both stroked our pussies a little more vigorously. "I've always wanted to go, but was a little too intimidated; exhibiting myself to so many people at once." "So it's a nude spa type of thing?" I asked. My pussy was dripping juice onto the couch. "Yeah," she responded, half out of it from arousal. "Sounds interesting," I said. It was! I couldn't imagine what that would be like. It was hard enough to expose myself to people who were sort of "in the family." I got up to get a towel to wipe up my juices and brought Ali one, too. Ali switched on the movie—it was an Andrew Blake extravaganza—and we talked about the sexy scenes and what turned us on. The stroking would periodically reach a frenzy and then subside. By the time the movie was almost over, Ali and I were unbelievably aroused. She was so beautiful splayed out as she was, caressing all parts of her body. I asked, "Do you want to come at the same time?" Ali said, almost incoherent from her arousal, "I want you to come for me, and then I'll come for you. Do you want to come soon?" she asked. "Yes, I can come anytime." I was lightly stroking my clit with one hand and moving the dildo in and out with the other. I was so wet, and the room was loud with slushing sounds. Ali got up and was caressing her nipples. She sat next to me on the edge of the couch and put her hand on my left thigh and began caressing it. "Any time you want," she said. I smiled and continued stroking. After of minute of lust-filled silence, my hips started moving and I cried out. Her hand was caressing my thigh and my stomach as I came. I started giggling at the end of my orgasm, which seemed to last for a minute. It was heavenly. She smiled and laughed too, and then sat back and spread her legs so that her pussy was about 2 feet from my face. She started stroking herself, and, punctuating another deep, erotic silence between us, she came harder than I'd seen her come all weekend. We both collapsed from exhaustion, smiling and caressing our own breasts and stomachs and thighs, a little absentmindedly. The rest of the evening, we stayed nude, had ice cream and fell asleep on the couch watching late night TV. In the middle of the night, we both got up and went to our respective rooms and crashed until late the next morning. I woke up to the smell of sage and coffee, once again. NEXT: DAY 3 Best Friends' Weekend Away: Day 03 BREAKFAST IN BED My eyelids flickered, trying hard to welcome the day. I heard clinking—the sound of glass—in the hallway. Ali appeared at my door and paused. She was carrying a silver tray. Breakfast, I guessed, although I couldn't see from my position lying down. She was nude, clearly from the waist up, but she was wearing a white apron. She looked great. As she entered the room, I could see that the apron was all she was wearing. Beaming, she said, "Breakfast!! I thought after a sexy night like last night you'd like to lounge around in bed on our last day." "Wow, that's so great. Thanks Ali," I said, clearing my voice. "I love your outfit, by the way. Very appropriate," I said chuckling. She walked into the room to the other side of the bed and put down the tray, giving me a better view of the repast. Eggs with scallions, bacon, orange juice, toast. Beautifully arranged on the tray. And sharing the tray were a dildo and a butt plug. "Don't worry, they're clean," Ali said. "I thought you might want to take care of yourself this morning." She smiled. "And I was hoping it would be ok for me to masturbate while ate." "Of course it's ok," I said. "You're a doll for doing this." "Where do you want me?" Ali asked. "Anywhere you want?" I paused and thought. "Do you want to lie next to me?" "Yeah, that'd be great." I started to push the covers down and Ali lifted the tray away. With the covers off, it was clear I'd slept with less on than usual. I was wearing only panties. It was exciting to be lying around with my best friend, the both of us almost totally nude. Ali placed the tray in front of me, and I sat up cross-legged to eat. Ali undid the ties on the back of her apron. It dropped away, and she climbed onto the bed and fluffed up a couple of pillows in the space next to me. As I watched her, she layed down and turned part way on her side, one knee toward me and one knee sitting up, her vagina exposed. As she started touching her pussy, I picked up the dildo and said, "Do you want this?" "Yeah. Gimme," she said with a devilish smile. I handed it to her, and she put it next to her and continued caressing her pussy. With the other hand, she caressed her breasts lightly with her fingertips. "Yesterday was really exciting. I hope it wasn't too much for you," she said "It was really exciting for me. I'm still in disbelief that I was so openly sexual in front of Marie. It was also a little confusing." "How so?" Ali asked. "Well, it felt so comfortable to share my sexuality with you that way. And I guess it kind of scared me that I might be a lesbian." "Oh honey, I hope you don't feel bad about it. It was really beautiful and I feel so close to you. I don't think you're a lesbian, nor am I. But I think I am discovering that sexuality is sort of fluid. I really think about it as eroticism. That's why I love to be nude and masturbate so much. It's about sharing who I am really honestly. And I'm really glad I could do that with you." She had stopped touching her pussy and reached over to squeeze my hand. "Well don't get me wrong. I enjoyed it. It's just a little rattling. I guess we're sort of trained to think as a heterosexual that the only person we're supposed to 'get horny with' is a man." "I understand," she said. "Is this too much for you? Do you want me to stop masturbating and put some clothes on?" "No, don't worry about it. I'm actually excited to have you masturbate next to me." I grinned and added, "Especially since the food is good, too." Ali laughed and said, "I'm glad you like it. I made it especially for you!" She started caressing her pussy again. We stayed like that for 15 minutes or so while I ate, just chatting about different things. We went over the logistics of packing up and going home. We decided to go home soon after noon to beat the traffic. There wasn't that much time. It was so erotic talking about "regular things" while I was almost nude and Ali was lazily masturbating herself on my bed. She had the dildo going in and out of her pussy very slowly and her other hand was touching her clitoris. Intrigued about the butt plug on my breakfast tray, I picked it up and asked, "So what's this like?" Ali responded, "It's neat. It takes some getting used to if you haven't done many anal types of things. I definitely hadn't. But I find it really erotic...just another erotic thing to do. Do you want to try it?" "Yeah I kind of would." I replied. I was incredibly horny watching Ali touch herself. "Let me help you. You have to take it slow." Ali pulled the dildo out of her and sat up. "Let me go get some lubricant. It's kind of necessary for a lot of people. Take your panties off and I'll be right back." Ali jumped up and left the room. I laid back on the bed, slipped my panties off and spread my legs. I was incredibly wet. I caressed my labia lightly while I waited for Ali to get back. Ali entered the room, nude as the day she was born, carrying the lubricant we'd bought yesterday. "This stuff is perfect. Very slippery." She looked me over and said, "I guess you're ready." We both laughed as I laid there caressing my exposed pussy. Ali sat on the edge of the bed. Her body was so beautiful. "So we can do this one of two ways. You can get on all fours or we can prop up your ass from the front." "Let's do it from the front," I responded. I wanted to see Ali while she was helping me. "Ok, so let me put a pillow underneath your pelvic area and I'm going to need you to spread your legs really wide and bring your knees up to the height of your breasts. I need to see EVERYTHING," she said this with a cheeky, silly voice. After she put a pillow under my ass, I spread my legs wide and leaned back. My ass and pussy were totally exposed. "I can tell you're excited. Your pussy is dripping." I loved that Ali was pointing that out. Ali was kneeling on the floor at the edge of the bed, her face close to my pussy and anus. She reached out to and caressed my inner thigh and rested her hand there. "So what I'm going to do is lubricate the plug and put some lube on you, and then we'll start gradually." I nodded assent. I was so aroused. Ali got some lubricant from the tub and applied it to the butt plug. Then she applied some to the rim of my anus and massaged it in around the area. It felt surprisingly great. My pussy was so wet. I could feel it radiating heat between my legs, directly at Ali's face. Ali kept stroking my anal opening and then planted a kiss on my inner thigh. "Ok let's try," she said. She brought the butt plug up to my opening and slowly worked it in, a tiny bit at a time. I grunted and took a breath with each bit of progress. "Honey, you're doing great. You can masturbate while it goes in if you want. Or I can do it for you. Either way it feels great while going through this process," Ali said. "You can do it," I said. I even surprised myself that I said that, but I wanted her to touch my vagina, and I really wanted to concentrate on all of these new feelings. She smiled and began caressing my labia majora. She worked her way up to my clitoris and started lightly stroking it. It felt incredible. The butt plug was almost all of the way in, and I felt very "full." "That feels really wild." I said, breathlessly. "You're so wet," Ali said. "Yeah, I must be getting my juices all over," I said. "Sure are. It looks really beautiful." Ali had just left the butt plug in and was caressing my pussy, occasionally bestowing light kisses on my raised thighs. "It feels neat to walk around with one of these in." "I could never do that right now. I probably couldn't stand up." We both chuckled as I said that. Ali kept rubbing my clit and rather unceremoniously put her index finger in my vagina. I shuddered as she did that. "That feels incredible, Elle," I said, with a gravelly voice. "Do you want to come?" Ali asked. "Yes," I said. "Do you want to do it, or do you want me to do it?" "No, you do it... you feel great," I replied Ali immediately got focused with both hands on my pussy, leaving the butt plug alone. She was going in and out with her finger, first one, then two, and simultaneously caressing my clit. I was so close. "How does it feel, honey?" Ali asked. I looked at her, lidded, and said, "Unbelievable. Thanks for doing this." "My pleasure." Ali continued her ministrations and a minute later, I came. It was one of the best orgasms I've ever had. I screamed and my whole body shook. Ali kept going until I was too sensitive. We both laughed as I came down from my release. She moved up along the side of the bed and sat next to me. I'd sort of forgotten she was nude. But she looked so great. And her smile was so loving. She was beaming, proud that she'd obviously given me such a great orgasm. Seeing her nude reminded me: "Oh wow, I feel bad now... you were in the middle of masturbating. I'm sorry I usurped you," I said. "No problem at all. That was amazing to see. And amazing to help you. Reminded me of the old days," she said, bemused. "Yeah, those were old days indeed. They were fun. That was amazing to FEEL," I replied. "Elle, do you need to come?" "I will, but not now. We should probably start packing. I was going to take a shower, but I think I'll just pack and go take a dip in the pool." "Ok." I said. "Elle," I said, "I love you." We hugged one another for a minute and then went about packing and getting ready to leave. GETTING READY TO LEAVE I got up from the bed... it was already 12:30. I decided, in the spirit of the rest of the weekend, to stay nude and just threw on a tight-fitting tank top. After packing pretty quickly, I went to Ali's room. She was wearing a similar outfit, nude from the waist down. "Hi sweetie, how are you?" I asked "Good. Almost ready to go. Marie called and said she's coming over to clean up. I see you're getting comfortable with being nude." Ali said in a gently teasing way. "Yeah, it's nice." I said, looking down at my nude pelvic area. "Elle, I really feel bad about interrupting your masturbation session this morning. It would make me feel better if you would masturbate for me before we leave." "That's sweet. You mean here and now?" Ali asked. "Yeah, wherever you want to. Where do you want to do it?" "Hmm, I'm not sure. Let me think about it for a sec," Ali replied. At that moment, we heard the front door open. It was obviously Marie. We both left Ali's room to greet Marie. We walked to the front entryway and stopped short when we both realized Marie was with someone. Ali whispered to me that it must be Marie's 18 year old daughter. Seeing us stopped in our tracks, with shocked looks on our faces, Marie said, "Hi guys. Don't worry! I have told Lydia all about you, and she wanted to come along." I could tell Ali's frozen state was thawing, but I wasn't sure if I should run to my room and put on some panties or something. Marie added, "Really, guys, don't worry! We're just going to clean up. Elle, Ali, this is Lydia." We both stepped forward and shook hands with her and said our hellos. Ali broke the ice, "Sorry, uh, about how we're dressed. Do you need us to put some more clothing on?" Lydia said, "No, not at all." Marie said, "Lydia and I are very open about these things. Both of us are often naked around the house, so don't be troubled. So how was last night?" "Great, we had really great orgasms," Ali replied. "But not as great as this morning, " I jumped in. "Oh?" Marie was interested in my cue. "Yeah, Ali introduced me to her butt plug and helped me have an unbelievable orgasm," I said. I paused, then looked at Lydia and said, "oh... I'm sorry. I don't even know you and I'm talking about my orgasms. I'm sorry for being so presumptuous." "Not a problem. Mom told me about the dinner she prepared and everything. No big deal." Ali changed the subject, "Lydia, any time you want to come over and swim, please do. In fact if you want to swim today, I can lend you a suit." "Thanks, I might take you up on that," Lydia said appreciatively. It looked to me like Lydia would look great in a bathing suit. Marie said, "Well let's get started cleaning up. When are you guys leaving?" Ali said, "Very soon. I was going to masturbate before I leave because Elle left me in a state...." "Oh ok. Let us know when you're taking off," Marie. Ali and I decided to go out to the pool and take a dip. "Wow, that was uncomfortable," I said. "Yeah, but I sense Lydia and Marie are completely ok about it." Ali pulled her tshirt off and immediately jumped into the pool. I followed suit. The water felt great on my nude body. I now knew I'd take every opportunity to skinny dip in the future. I was still in the pool and Ali decided to get out and let the sun dry her off. After she sat down, she said, "You know what I want to do?" "Masturbate?" I said cheekily. "Well, of course I want to do that," she said, giggling. "When we leave, I want to get into the car, wearing only a tank top and masturbate on the way home." My jaw dropped and I laughed. "Wow. Ok, but aren't you worried about being seen by like truckers and big SUV drivers?" My car was a smaller SUV, so it was luckily fairly high off the ground. "Not really, I don't think anyone will see me. I'll have to put a towel on your seat so I don't mess up your upholstery. Your colleagues will wonder why there's pussy juice on your passenger seat." We both howled at that thought. "We have to return those videos though... what about that?" I asked. "It's fine. You take them in, and I'll play with myself in the car until you get back. We'll just park at the edge of the parking lot. I'll keep a pair of shorts near in case a cop comes or something." Ali had all the answers. She was a determined girl. "Ok, let's do it," I said. After drying off au naturel, we got up and headed inside. Lydia and Marie were almost done cleaning up. I went to my room to put on some clothes for the outside world. It was going to be a bummer not to be able to be as free as we'd gotten this weekend. I thought about just throwing on a pair of shorts to go with my top, but I had this weird desire to feel a little more nude, so I put on a short sundress and no panties. When I dragged my bag out into the foyer, Ali was there, nude from the waist down, waiting with her bag. She was talking to Lydia. I knew she wasn't worried about anybody seeing her nude in the front yard because there was no one around in direct sight, except for someone who might be driving into the driveway from the service road. "So let's go. I have the videos," I said. "Good to meet you Lydia. Bye Marie," I called into the kitchen area. Marie returned the goodbye, and we headed out the front door. GOING HOME It was hot seeing Ali nude, getting into my car. I remarked to myself that it was lucky that my car has tint on its windows, so there was even less to fear. But I liked the danger of it and I'm sure Ali did too. Lydia walked out with us, and held the car door for Ali, who, as promised, spread a towel on the seat. She winked at me as I watched her do that. Lydia seemed attracted to Ali, as I caught her looking at Ali's rear as Ali bent over to spread out the towel. Hmm, I thought. We waved goodbye and drove to the video store. "Lydia was checking your ass out when you were getting into the car," I said. Ali had started caressing herself already. "Well, it turns out she's bisexual, AND she loves being nude and masturbating. I think she'd really like to come over and have a dinner with us sometime," Ali said with a devilish smile. I looked at Ali with disbelief, but I was still kind of intrigued. "And," she continued, "remember when I told you about that nude spa Marie used to go to?" "Yeah." Ali had inserted a dildo into her pussy and her right foot was up on the seat. The cars around us didn't faze her at all. "Well, Marie sent Lydia there for her 18th birthday to, you know, learn about her sexual desires and feelings. Isn't that wild?" "Sure is. I guess it makes me a little uncomfortable, but also turns me on." "Yeah. Remind me to tell you more about it along the way" she replied. Ali put her seat back a little ways and relaxed into her masturbation rhythm. We arrived at the strip mall where the video store was, and I found a space far away from every other car. "Be right back sweetie," I said with a smile, and I jumped out of the car. I was left with the vision of Ali, with her legs spread and, one hand guiding a dildo in and out of her pussy, and another rubbing her clit. I dropped the videos in a return slot for expediency's sake and ran back to the car. Ali had reclined a bit further. "I hope you didn't come without me," I said, teasingly. "Of course not," Ali replied with a husky voice. "It's so exciting doing this out in public like this." We took the long drive home and I was very impressed with Ali's stamina. She stroked and teased herself for about an hour before she came. It was a very wet one....She handed me the towel to feel after she put some panties on. It was still very exciting with her sitting there in her panties the whole rest of the way. We had such a great talk the whole way, I forgot to ask about that spa. When we arrived at her house, we hugged and kissed one another on the lips in a friendly sort of way. I said, "Well after the entertainment during the ride, I'm going to go home and masturbate." "Call me and tell me how it was, sweetie. Let's get together this week," Ali urged. "Definitely. Love you, hon." NEXT: Ali and Elle visit an unusual toy store.