As they were changing, Marie approached Rachele. “Can you come over my house today? I have something to show you.”

“Sure,” Rachele answered. “We can change after class and go. My Mother isn't expecting me home until about 5 o'clock anyway.”

“Um... we don't have to change, just put jeans on. I... um... have a dance move I want to show you,” Marie stammered.

“Oh, OK. We can do that too,” Rachele agreed.

Marie could wait for the class to end. Not only did she love her barre “exercise”, but she couldn't wait for Rachele's reaction. Finally the class did end and Marie yanked on her pants. “What's taking you so long?” she asked Rachele, who was still just in her leotard.

“Why are you in such a hurry?” Rachele asked as she pulled her jeans up.

“Um, no reason, I guess. I just want to get home to practice,” Marie blushed. “I think you'll like it too.”

“Like what?” Rachele quizzed.

“You'll see,” Marie giggled as the almost ran out the door.

It was only a short distance to Marie's house. She quickly rushed to her practice room and dropped her pants to the floor. “Take your pants off so we can start,” she told Rachele.

As Rachele removed her pants, Marie adjusted the barre lower. “What are you doing?” Rachele asked with a puzzled look on her face. The barre was much to low to use the way it was set. Marie then straddled the barre. “What are you doing?” Rachele repeated.

“You'll see... Just do as I'm doing.” Marie instructed. Rachele put her leg over the barre facing Marie. “OK, now rock slowly back and forth,” Marie added.

Marie started rocking and quickly began to feel those pleasant sensations. Rachele began also. Marie watched her. At first she looked puzzled and then her eyes opened wide and she began to blush. “Like it?” Marie giggled.

“Um... yeah... what's happening?” Rachele answered.

“I don't know, but keep doing it. It gets better until it kinda explodes 'down there,'” Marie told her.

Marie found it a bit hard to focus on Rachele and the sensations in her pussy at the same time. Suddenly that little explosion hit. Marie's eyes closed as she rode the wave of her climax. This was only a small one though. She opened her eyes to see Rachele staring at her. She smiled. “Keep going...” Marie encouraged.

Rachele's eyes were beginning to get glassy and her breathing deeper. Marie knew she was close. Rachele gasped and made a slight noise. Marie knew she was climaxing and a smile came across her face. Rachele's nostrils flared and her eyes closed tightly. After a few minutes had passed she opened them again, “Wow...” Rachele exclaimed softly. “I never knew...”

“This is why I told you to keep your leotard on. It doesn't work with regular pants on and stuff,” Marie confessed.

“I want to do it again,” Rachele giggled. “I wonder if it would work better with no leotard either?”

Marie thought for a moment wondering what Rachele would think. “Um... wanna try it without? I'll do it if you do.”

“OK,” Rachele agreed as she hopped off the barre and pealed her leotard off. She was anxious to try her new found “sport” again. Not wanting to look too eager, she stood naked as Marie took off what little clothes she had off as well.

Marie studied Rachele's body for maybe the first time. The two had been naked many times together before, but had never really paid attention to the other, but now was different. She glanced at Rachele's face and saw that Rachele seemed to be looking at her body as well. To Marie this was sort of permission to look.

Rachele was a bit older than Marie, but not by much. She seemed a bit more developed though. Neither had any boobs to speak of, but Rachele was beginning to show a bit more development there. Her nipples were bigger than Marie's and her little mounds slightly larger as well. It made Marie wonder why she had a bit of hair growing around her pussy, but Rachele was completely bare there. Both had a slit, but today Rachele's seemed to be a bit puffier; more pronounced than Marie had noticed before. “You ready?” Rachele asked, bringing Marie away from her thoughts.

“Yeah,” Marie answered as she swung her leg over the barre. Rachele followed. Marie looked at Rachele's pussy. The barre seemed to settle nicely between her lower lips, parting them slightly. It excited her a bit to see. Rachele began to rock and Marie watched the barre saw her pussy, sometimes pushing it between Rachele's legs and other times pulling it forward, opening it up so it seemed to want to take in the barre again. She could also see her clit poking out looking for more stimulation – things Marie had never noticed before.

Marie started rocking and looked up at Rachele's face. She was looking down; her eyes obviously on Marie's pussy. Marie wondered what she thought... Was her little button poking out too? Could Rachele see her tunnel going into her? Did she like seeing?

Rachele's face was beginning to flush and Marie knew she was starting to get close. “Wanna try something?” Rachele asked without looking up. As she did, her hand slid along the barre until it was just in front of Marie's pussy. On Marie's next push forward, she bumped her friend's hand and a little “shock” went through her pussy. She rocked back and did the same on her next push forward with the same results.

Without asking, Marie slid her hand forward, but, unlike Rachele, she didn't grasp the barre, but laid her hand, palm up, along the barre, and closer to her pussy. Rachele rocked forward onto Marie's hand. Marie could feel her wetness. Rachele seemed to push down on Marie's hand slightly on her next rock forward. On her next rock, Marie lifted a finger slightly. It sank into the soft folds of Rachele's pussy. Rachele made a slight, low noise, but made no effort to stop Marie, but Marie felt Rachele's hand move.

As she rocked forward, one on Rachele's fingers went into Marie's pussy. The new feeling the finger gave her was so intense Marie's breath sucked in. Rachele groaned signaling her climax. On the next rock forward, Marie felt Rachele's finger again go it and it lit her fuse. This time her “explosion” was momentous. She ground down on Rachele's hand trying to get more of it inside her. Every nerve in her body seemed to be connected to her pussy and every one was now firing. Marie was aware of nothing except her pussy and the fireworks going off inside of it.

After what seemed like hours of explosions, Marie's body finally began to settle. She opened her eyes to see Rachele's smile. Her hand was still at Marie's pussy, but Marie had stopped moving now. “I guess my idea was a good one, huh?” Rachele grinned.

Marie blushed. “Um... yeah,” she giggled.