Best Friends Exchange Club - Sex Stories

Best Friends Exchange Club

... married almost ten years this time around, no kids. Janet was my roommate in college. She was the one who held my hair when I came home puking after parties. She was the one who consoled me when my boyfriends broke up with me. Also consoled me after the one girl I had an affair with dropped me. Introduced me to my husband. My first husband was really into threesomes with other girls, and it was okay but I was only doing it because he wanted me to. He dumped me for a 19-year-old college girl, and if Chris hadn't been there for me I don't know what would have happened. She kept me sane, kept me from trying to seduce teenagers, and eventually introduced me to the new husband." Sarah smiled at me. "Miriam and I have been friends forever. Our husbands are wonderful guys, slowing down in the bedroom of course. If Miriam and I hadn't grown up basically as sisters probably we would have done something together before this. Oh, and I slept with my college roommate for a couple of months freshman year." I gaped at her, open-mouthed. I'd never heard about that. Janet gave her hand a squeeze and kissed her palm. Janet was next. "I've been married since right out of college. He's still my best friend. Two sons in college. I'm bored at work, but have enough time and privacy to chat online. I'd never been with a woman, but lots of chatting had made me interested, so when I found this club I knew Chris and I had to do it. The last time was so fantastic we're doing it again." She grinned. I ...

... swallowed. "Sarah was always the adventurous one. My husband and I negotiated a semi-open relationship, well, I call it ajar, but I've never taken advantage. He has a friend he sometimes sleeps with when they go to conferences together, which is all right with me. I did kiss Sarah during a couple of sleep-overs in high school, you know, 'practicing for when we have boyfriends,' but I didn't know girls were allowed to be aroused by each other. I went in the bathroom to take care of myself, because otherwise I'd never have gotten to sleep." There was a short expectant silence. Chris continued to massage my feet. Sarah and Janet turned to each other on the sofa and kissed softly. Chris leaned forward to massage her way up my bare legs. Moving closer, I took her hands in mine, kissed her fingertips, then her palms. She placed one hand on each side of my face and drew me in for a soft kiss. Lips just brushing, smiling nervously into each other's eyes. I touched her hair and face, groaned a bit again as she caressed my neck. Could I do this? I hadn't kissed anybody but Jay since a year before we were married. My butterflies were back, trying to batter their way out of my belly. "Are you okay?" she murmured. I leaned in and kissed her a little harder, softly nibbling her lower lip with my lips. Not trusting myself to speak, I nodded faintly. She met my eyes and smiled a little more confidently. "Sit here on the floor, let me massage your shoulders a bit." I obeyed, sitting between ...