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Carly and I have been friends since we were little girls. My parents had known Carly’s mother for years before we were born, so it’s only natural that their two daughters would be friends. But as Carly and I have grown older, so have my feelings for both Carly and especially her mother, Debbie. Debbie had had Carly when she was in college. Now Debbie’s in her late thirties, but still looks twenty-five. She has a very sexy body with 32 c-cup breasts and a nice ass. I dream of her… a lot. Often times, I would think of Debbie when I masturbate, though I thought deep down nothing would ever come of it. How wrong was I? Spring break has finally come a whole week of no school and no work, though it being our last year of high school, Carly and I don’t have much work anyway. It’s Tuesday morning when Carly calls and says I should come over. I readily agree, mostly for Carly, but also partially to see Debbie. I quickly get dressed – a yellow tank top and jeans – and, jumping into my parents’ car, drive over to Carly’s house. “Sam it’s great esat escort to see you,” Debbie happily says when she answers the door. “You too Deb,” I say. Debbie was fine with both Carly and I calling her by her first name, which I kinda liked. I also liked her outfit she was wearing, a plain blue t-shirt that ended just above her stomach of her stomach and tight fitting jeans. Her brown hair is pulled back into a ponytail, and her blue eyes are warm and welcoming. My heart flutters a little and I could feel a slight tingling in my pussy. As I walk in after Deb, I’m surprised not see Carly, who thanks to a boundless energy, is usually always the first to the door. “Where’s Car at? The way she sounded on the phone, I thought she was dying,” I laugh. “A friend of hers from cheerleading called,” Debbie laughs in turn. “But Carly should be back in about an hour or so. Go get comfy on the couch, I’ll bring you some iced tea.” “Okay,” I reply, secretly glad I get to spend some alone time with Debbie. As I sit down, etimesgut escort bayan Debbie comes out of the kitchen with two glasses of iced tea, placing one in front of me. We start talking, our conversation eventually turning to boyfriends or in my case the lack thereof. “Yeah, most of the guys in high school are so annoying,” I sigh. “I remember when I was in high school, I felt the same way,” Debbie replies. “Sam, have you ever been with another girl?” “What?” I ask, blushing slightly. Debbie was easy to talk to, so Carly and I would talk to her about anything. “Sorry,” Deb laughs. “I didn’t mean to put you in a spot. I was just curious, since you don’t seem to like the guys in your school.” “Well…” I start, unsure whether to go on. Impulsiveness won out though. “I’ve never been with another girl; I’ve thought about it a number of times though.” With you most of the time, I think to myself silently. “It’s a great feeling,” Deb sighed. “Both of you know just where to pleasure each Escort etlik other and the euphoria you get afterwards…” “You sound like you speak from experience,” I laugh lightly, though my heart is beating quickly. “Maybe I am,” Debbie teases. “But in all seriousness, I have. In college, I was with a lot of girls; not so much after Carly was born, but once or twice.” My pussy tingles at the thought of Debbie with other women. “You know, Sam, if you wanted to be with another woman in a safe environment…” Is she saying what I think she’s saying? “Deb…” I start before a sudden urge overwhelms me; I lean and press my lips against Debbie’s. Instead of pulling back, Debbie leans into the kiss; it doesn’t take long for our mouths to open and our tongues to meet. After a nearly a minute, we both come for air. “I’m sorry Debbie,” I blush. “I don’t know what came over me…” “Oh Sam it’s fine. I wanted this; you’re a good kisser by the way,” she replies, smiling. I blush but smile meekly back. “Would you like to try again?” she asks. I simply nod before slowly leaning in, Deb meeting me in the middle. Our kiss slowly develops, slower but more passionate. As we kiss, Deb wraps her arms softly around me and gently pulls me in. As we finally part, we’re both flushed, but I’m smiling. “You’re a great kisser too Deb,” I say breathlessly.
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