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Maria swore and slammed her hand against the dashboard. Thirty minutes and the
car had yet to move thirty yards forward. If only she'd had time to figure out
more than one route to the airport--but that was just one more of the thousands
of frustrations she'd had to face in the past three months. It had seemed
exciting at first, to move cross-country with Alan, start a new life in a new
city with him leading an important new expansion of his company's business. But
the dream seemed to be becoming a nightmare. The house they were having built
had been beset by delays, leaving them trapped in a tiny, rundown apartment.
She had had no luck meeting new friends, mainly due to a tyrannical boss that
was piling extra work (from his own mistakes!) on her desk, keeping her at the
dreary office for hours. And on top of it all, Alan's expansion project was
going poorly. Twice he'd had to return to the home office on the West Coast for
a week or more, and now he had to tell her that his current absence would last
up to a month. At least he'd had the thoughtfulness to call and arrange for
their old friend Gemma Daniels to visit her for part of that time. He was a
sweet man, and took it hard when he saw the hardships Maria was enduring for the
sake of his career. But now she was late getting to the airport--Gemma should
have landed by now and would probably be wondering where she was.

An hour and a half later, Maria finally was at the baggage claim area, searching
for her friend. There she was at last, bright smile and lively face the same as
ever--thank God. But there was still one more frustration to grace Maria's day.
The "On Time Airline" had gotten Gemma to Miami as promised, precisely at 4:57pm
EST, while ensuring that her luggage reached Atlanta as scheduled at 4:25 pm
EST. The clerk assured them that the bags would be sent the next morning, and
politely handed Gemma a complimentary toothbrush and comb. Maria was ready to
jump across the desk and strangle the pimply-faced geek-in-charge, but graceful
Gemma just smiled and accepted the trinkets. "I'll be fine, Maria--I can sleep
in an old t-shirt of yours or something. Let's just get something to eat, OK?"
Maria calmed herself and started toward the car. Gemma WAS a gem...always a
calming influence, yet bright and lively--optimistic. "Well," Maria thought, "I
certainly need some optimism right now."

The two friends stopped for a light dinner, catching up on recent happenings,
with Gemma listening empathetically to Maria's disappointments and complaints.
As they ended the meal, the two noticed that a heavy thunderstorm seemed to be
approaching. By the time they reached Maria's apartment, the weather had broken
out into pouring, drenching rain and gale force winds. No parking spot was
available in the apartment's tiny lot, and they had to park a half block away
and dash through the rain, arriving at the apartment completely soaked and
dripping wet. To their horror, they found the interior of the apartment soaked
as well! A tree branch had been whipped by the wind into a window, breaking it
open and allowing buckets of rain to pour in over the couch where Gemma was
supposed to sleep. Frantically, the two hurried to make a makeshift repair to
the window and find enough towels to mop up the puddles on the floor. When it
was done, Maria collapsed, exhausted and in tears.

"I hate this place--everything that has happened since we left California has
been BAD. God what a mess!"

Gemma knelt next to her friend and offered a warm, but soaking wet hug. "I'm
sorry, Maria. I know it's tough--but let's make the best of it. Only the couch
really got soaked, and we still have a towel apiece to take a warm shower. You
clean up first, and I'll get some water heating for tea."

By tea, Gemma had meant a special conconction that they and Alan had devised
back home in California. The friends had enjoyed it together many times, the
"extra ingredients" warming them inside and out. Maria pointed out the location
of the liquor cabinet, and headed for the bathroom, leaving a soggy trail. The
hot shower began making her feel human again, and she dressed in a soft satin
nightgown and pulled on a cuddly terry robe.

"Your turn now, Gemma. I'm afraid none of my clothes will fit you, but I laid
out one of Alan's t-shirts and a pair of his sweats--They'll be baggy on you,
but at least there's a drawstring to keep them up!"

"That will be fine...the "tea" is ready, so try to relax a bit--I'll be right
out."

Soon she returned, appearing clad only in the tank style undershirt, which
covered her to mid-thigh. "I decided that the sweats were a bit much--I hope
I'm not too immodest in the shirt alone." She sat down gingerly on the floor,
tucking her legs beneath her.

Maria giggled. "Well, Alan might think so, but you've got the legs for that
outfit, so I don't mind." Soon the "tea" was having its effects, first
relaxation and laughter, then drowsiness as the two tired women felt its warmth.

"I hope you don't mind having to share the bed with me tonight", apologized
Maria. "I don't know how long it will take for this couch to dry out."

"No problem--I think I'll sleep like a log tonight anyway, in spite of the time
change."

Gemma curled up on Alan's side of the bed, and her breathing soon became deep
and regular. Maria, however, was finding it surprisingly hard to fall asleep.
In spite of Gemma's assurances, the events of the last months and days were
running themselves over and over in her head. On top of it all, she felt an
aching loneliness for Alan. Had they been together even half of the time since
moving to Florida? She counted the days--not even a *third* of the time. How
she wished she could feel his strong arms right now, and run her fingers through
his curly chest hairs--and lower... She thought of how good it would feel to
touch his thick cock and feel it grow rigid in her grasp. She loved that she
could make it do that--it gave her a feeling of power and control to know that
almost anytime she wished, she could turn that funny-looking little lump of
flesh into an object of pleasure. Alan didn't seem to mind either, she smiled
to herself. She loved lying back on this bed, opening her legs to receive him,
watching him as he drew himself up over her to take her. Ummmm--she could
almost feel the thickness of his strong, erect penis entering her, stretching
the sides of her yielding vagina. She glanced over to where Gemma was sleeping,
then softly allowed her hand to push aside the satin folds of the nightgown and
creep beneath her panties. She was moist and warm there. It felt nice. Not
the strong passionate feeling of having Alan's hand there, but an intimate
feminine softness, a relaxing pleasure, nevertheless. She sighed quietly and
let her fingers wander up and down the moistened furrow. She touched the
petal-like inner labia and dipped between them to feel the pools of moisture
within. Hmmm--maybe this was just what she needed to release the troubles of
the day. She felt a tingle rise up from her labia to spread its warmth across
her stomach and tighten around her heavy breasts. As she began to touch her
clitoris, the warmth intensified, and a hungry little moan escaped her lips.

"Maria...are you alright?" Gemma stirred and looked up, sleepily.

"Umm...oh...I'm fine. I'm uh sorry I woke you." Maria quickly withdrew her
hand--what would Gemma think!?

"It's ok--i just heard you moan and I thought you might be having a bad dream or
something and...oh geez...gosh..I'm sorry...how stupid of me..never mind..."
Gemma sensed Maria's discomfort, and realized what else that sound might have
meant.

"What's the matter?" She'd been discovered once before, long ago, by her
mother, and sentenced to a dozen Hail Marys and midweek Mass for a month. Gemma
would certainly be offended...or worse.

"I'm so dense sometimes--I just realized...oh hell. Were you masturbating? I
mean it's ok and ...oh geez...I feel so stupid."

The shock of hearing Gemma openly ask such a question caused Maria as much
embarassment as having been discovered in the first place. Things just kept
getting worse, didn't they? Maria sighed. "I'm sorry, Gemma, I didn't mean to
offend you. I thought you were soundly asleep, and with Alan gone..."

"Oh I'm not offended--I just feel stupid now that I interrupted you. I should
have realized...and left you alone in privacy."

"It's ok, Gem--it's really my fault. I mean, it probably wasn't a good idea for
me to be doing it with you here in the bed with me. It's just that it's been
such a hard day, and I've been so lonely here, and with Alan gone all the
time...". Tears started to glisten in her eyes.

Gemma saw the tears begin to well and turned to hug her. "I understand,
Maria--I really do. I wish I could help you put this day behind you, and I'm
sorry I screwed up a chance for you to release some tension and relax. Look--
maybe if I just roll over and go back to sleep, you can finish what you started,
and you'll feel better."

"No--I guess it can just wait. I'm just sorry I embarassed you--and that I'm
interrupting _your_ sleep because _I_ had a bad day."

"It was just a misunderstanding--no harm done. I'll forget the whole thing if
you want me to--but you don't need to be ashamed. I masturbate, too. Almost
everyone does. It's just funny that women like you and I can be close friends
for so long and yet never acknowledge that this is a normal part of our lives."

"Yeah--you're right. And men are even worse about it--I know Alan masturbates
at times, I've found "the evidence", but if I mentioned anything to him about
it, I think he'd want to run away and hide!" She sighed again and turned to her
friend. "Gem--I'm REALLY glad to have you here with me for awhile, even if it
means sharing this little "secret" with you. You _are_ a special friend.
Thanks for putting up with me today."

Maria kissed Gemma on the forehead. She turned to Maria, returned the kiss, and
wrapped her arms around Maria's neck. Looking into her friend's eyes she said,
"I'm glad I could be here for you so Alan doesn't have to worry about you. It's
a pleasure for me. Things will look a lot better in the morning...I promise
you, they will."

Maria sighed and closed her eyes, another tear escaping as she rested her head
against Gemma's. It had been such a long day. She still felt angry about her
boss's stupidity, as well as feeling the tension of fighting traffic and
frantically cleaning up the rain-soaked mess. She WAS glad Gemma was here, and
she finally felt a little at ease, knowing that she would have a good friend
with her, if just for a week or so. Gemma had always shown her love and
acceptance so easily, and she just knew her so well. That was what had led her
to introduce Alan to her, and what had kept the three of them close for the past
several years. And as to the other thing...it was funny that the simple act of
pleasuring oneself had so much emotional baggage attached. Talking about it,
even with Gemma, had felt simultaneously embarrassing and arousing. How was
that possible? But what else? Freeing--liberating--she thought, as though a
hidden burden had been swept away. She opened her eyes to see Gemma still
looking directly into them, silent tears running down her face.

"What's wrong, Gemma?" asked Maria.

"Nothing. It's just been worrying me how tense you've been since I arrived.
I've been trying and trying to make things better...and I was just really afraid
that I'd maybe made things worse by "exposing" you just now. But things are
really ok, aren't they?"

"Yes, Gemma" replied Maria, smiling. "They're ok because you are here.
Tomorrow will be a nice day--nothing we have to do that we don't want to--except
claim your luggage--and plenty of time to do anything else we might want to do."

"Ummm--sounds nice." Gemma hugged Maria tightly. "This will be a fun
weekend--but I guess we'd better get some sleep now."

"Yeah...um ..Gemma?"

"Hmmm?"

"Do you REALLY not mind if I..uh..finish what I was doing before?"

Gemma smiled. "No--as long as you feel ok about me being here while you do. Or
I suppose I could leave and sit in the living room for awhile..."

"No--umm--well, I don't want you to have to get up--and anyway it feels kind of
nice having a warm body here in bed next to me...but...I...well..."

"...would feel funny about what I might be thinking? Is that it? Would it make
you feel more comfortable if I joined you, Maria? I mean, if I were
masturbating too?"

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Maria nodded, not believing herself. How long had it been since she'd awakened
Gemma with her involuntary sounds? Ten minutes? How could she have changed so
much in that short a time? Or was it really a change? More of an awakening,
she thought. She reached out her hand to touch Gemma's face, and smiled,
nodding yet again.

Gemma giggled. "This is like my junior high sleepovers. I feel like I should
be fourteen again!"

Maria smiled too. "This is really new for me...but it does make me feel kind of
like a teenager. No--things are so much better now than they were then." She
kissed Gemma's cheek, then breathed in deeply and somewhat hesistantly tucked
her hand back beneath the waistband of her panties to touch herself. She was
still damp from before, and the labia felt full and swollen from their wait for
release. She sighed loudly, then looked over at Gemma and smiled. "I guess
this is where I was when I interrupted your sleep."

"Ummm, that's alright--I often wake up in the middle of the night to do this",
Gemma smiled, not adding that often Alan and Maria were had starring roles in
the dreams she would awake from and feel that yearning between her thighs.
Softly, she slipped a hand beneath her t-shirt. Maria watched, slowly stroking
her moistened labia, as Gemma traced a finger around her own nipples, then held
one between her thumb and forefinger and squeezed gently. Her breasts were much
smaller than Maria's--but her nipples were sensitive and she loved beginning
this way. She closed her eyes and ran her hands over her torso and hips,
pushing away the sheet that had been covering her lower body.

Maria looked at her friend, seeing the curly, sandy brown hair that lightly
adorned the place where her long muscular legs joined. She couldn't remember if
she'd ever really seen Gemma completely naked before, but now she found herself
thinking how beautiful she was. She brushed through her own thick black bush
with her fingers and wondered if Gemma would think that was beautiful too. But
Gemma was not looking at Maria. Eyes closed, her hands were continuing to
lightly roam over her breasts, stomach, and thighs, while her breathing was
becoming deeper and more relaxed. Slowly, her wandering hand reached between
her legs to touch there. The finger that before had traced the outlines of her
aureolas was now circling her pubic mound, stroking the hair, and tracing the
outlines of her labia. A tentative dip between them was met with a satisfied
sigh, and the first finger was joined by another, slowly parting the dewy rose
petals within. A finger from the other hand joined them, probing deeply into
the moistened groove and returning laden with fragrant secretions, which it
carried to Gemma's waiting lips and tongue.

Maria couldn't believe how erotic it felt to watch her friend enjoy her own
body--even its smells and tastes! Her own vagina was now dripping with arousal
from watching Gemma and from her own slow stroking. A deep low moan escaped her
throat, and she laid back into her pillow as she raised her hips to shed her own
underwear, spreading her legs further apart. As she did, her foot brushed
against Gemma's calf, and she felt a shiver race up her leg and spine at this
contact. Gemma lifted her leg up and over Maria's, and softly moved it against
her from her ankle to their thigh. Maria shifted further over in the bed so
that they now touched from shoulder to toe, and rolled onto her side to face her
friend. Gemma's eyes were still closed, but her face was radiant. Maria could
see her nipples standing up firmly beneath the fabric of the tank top as her
hands continued their leisurely journeys between engorged genitals and
sensitive breasts. Maria continued to stroke herself, spreading slippery juices
around her swollen labia and beginning to zero in on her center of pleasure. As
she began firmly rubbing her clitoris, she gave herself up to the sensations of
warmth coming from her own hand and from the contact with Gemma. Continuing to
pleasure herself with her left hand, she slipped her right arm beneath Gemma's
head and drew her friend's face toward her own.

Neither woman spoke as they continued to masturbate themselves alone, but
together. Gemma could now feel the back of Maria's hand stroke her hip as she
stimulated her own clitoris and vagina. She pushed back against it with her
left thigh as she adjusted the rythym of her own strokes to match Maria's.
Maria's breath was now coming faster next to Gemma's ear, and Gemma reached
backward with her left arm to brush across Maria's satin-shrouded breasts. The
closeness of Gemma's body and the intensification of her own sexual tension was
becoming more than Maria could bear. What inhibitions she'd had a short time
before were cast aside, and she leaned over further to kiss Gemma's neck and
ear. Gemma moaned in pleasure and desire and turned to her friend, wrapping her
arms around Maria and pulling her close. As they joined in a passionate lover's
kiss, their hands joyfully explored each other's bodies. Gemma let her hands
roam across Maria's back and lower to grasp her soft, firm ass as Maria entwined
her smooth tanned legs with Gemma's slender, muscular ones. Maria's hands
slipped up between the two, to squeeze Gemma's aroused nipples and cup her tiny
breasts. The kisses and exploration went on hungrily as the friends delighted
in the sudden realization that their love now had a new dimension. As Gemma
felt her arousal increasing from Maria's attentions, she slowly moved a hand
from Maria's rear around to the front, and began to softly stroke the thick
black hair that covered her sensitive mound. Maria offered no resistance, but
opened her thighs to allow Gemma's fingers to slip softly into the hot, slippery
treasures that lay between. She explored Maria gently with her fingers, tracing
long slow circles around the engorged labia before bringing them to Maria's
swollen clitoris, which was now begging for release.

The touch was electric to Maria--all of the fear, tension, loneliness and anger
of the day felt as though they were being transformed into a pulsing sexual
energy, centered at the point where Gemma's hand was skillfully stimulating her.
Her hips began to rock against Gemma, and her mouth opened wide against Gemma's,
gasping for release. Her breasts felt full and tight, as though they might
explode. Her tongue dashed wildly across Gemma's lips and tongue. Her hands
pressed against Gemma's sensitive breasts, then wandered lower to knead her
smooth firm buttocks and pull her closer. Gemma moaned softly with pleasure,
knowing that her friend's release would soon come, and finding herself deeply
aroused by the embrace Maria had imprisoned her in. Her own clitoris was being
pushed up against the hand that was stimulating Maria, and she thrust her hips
against Maria's. Maria might have had a headstart, but her own arousal was
peaking as well, as they moved against one another in passion. Gemma quickened
the pace of her stimulation. Maria was now lost in sexual excitement, neither
knowing or caring any longer where whe was or who she was with. She thrust her
tongue into Gemma's mouth and began probing deeply as Gemma sucked on it,
pulling her within. Sensing that Maria's release was now imminent Gemma slid
her hand lower, flattening her palm against Maria's clitoris and plunging two
fingers deeply into her vagina. Maria exploded in orgasm. Her head snapped
back, eyes closed, mouth opened in what would have been a scream, had she been
able to generate a sound. Her vagina clutched at Gemma's fingers and her hips
thrust up against Gemma's hand. As the spasms receded, a long, low "OOOOOHHH
UUUUUUNNNNNHHHH OOOOOOOOHHH" finally escaped her throat, as Gemma slowly worked
her fingers back and forth in Maria's channel. "OHHhhh my
God....uuuuhhhhnn...oooohhhhhhhh." The soft moans faded away as her breathing
slowed and deepened. Her arms relaxed, and hands released their grip on Gemma's
ass, to slowly stroking her soft skin. "Ummmmm Ohhhhh my Gemma. Ohhhh it's
never been like this. Ohhhhh sweet Gemma," she moaned as Gemma softly kissed
her face and neck. Maria opened her eyes and smiled, then quietly laughed, her
release complete.

"Oh, did you like that?" Gemma whispered, smiling.

Maria giggled. "That was just in-fuckin-credible, Gem. I don't feel like I'll
be able to get up for a week--it's SOOO good, honey. Oh, I can't believe how
that felt! Was it good for you too?"

Gemma laughed. "It was absolutely beautiful for me, just being able to give you
pleasure like that, to see you release everything that had been bothering you,
and to be close to you like this. It's so special to be able to bring someone
special to that peak of pleasure, and I feel so...privileged...to be able to do
this for you. I never would have believed that our friendship would lead to
this."

"Ummm--I wouldn't have either, but right now *I* want the pleasure of pleasing
my friend!" Maria said, raising herself up on one elbow and turning back toward
Gemma. "Come to me, sweetheart." Maria put her arms around Gemma and drew her
close, kissing her softly. Gemma opened her mouth to allow Maria's tongue to
dart playfully back and forth across her lips and teeth, though more gently this
time. She took the fingers that had plunged inside Maria's vagina and lifted
them to their joined mouths, allowing them both to taste Maria's fragrant
juices. "Umm--so this is what I taste like. It turned me on so to see you
taste yourself before."

Maria returned to kissing Gemma, moving slowly down the side of her throat and
along her collarbone. Her hands slipped beneath the tank top and slowly pulled
it over Gemma's head. She paused to look at her friend's fully nude body for
the first time with a lover's eyes. Gemma laid back on the bed and followed
Maria's eyes as they took in the beauty of her soft form, following the curve of
her neck and shoulders to rest on her breasts, where a pair of dark brown
nipples stood erect upon the soft, flat mounds of her chest, softly rising and
falling with Gemma's breath. Those breaths gradually quickened as Maria began
to softly caress the tender breasts and flat stomach. "You are so beautiful,
Gemma--I've never seen you this way before." Maria sighed as she continued her
visual and tactile caressing of her lover. Her narrow hips, the firm, muscular
thighs and calves...and between her legs that lightly covered mound she'd first
seen only a short time ago. The curls there were now dampened from Gemma's
arousal, and the labia were swollen and slightly parted to reveal the moist
treasures within. Gemma shivered with anticipation--it had never been like this
when she and her friends would watch each other masturbate on sleepovers. They
had only been silly kids--just playing around, beginning to explore their
emerging sexuality. Her heart beat faster as Maria leaned over her and
approached her chest with glistening lips. First one breast, then the other
felt Maria's tongue circling its erect nipples. What Gemma lacked in size, she
had been given in sensitivity, and she was soon writhing on the bed, mewing tiny
cries of desire as Maria drew each nipple into her mouth with a gentle sucking.
Maria's hand, which had continued its caresses of legs and stomach, slowly crept
between Gemma's legs. Gemma raised her hips to meet the welcome intruder.
Maria made the most of her first encounter with another woman's sex, letting her
fingers delightedly explore Gemma's slippery softness and open readiness. Gemma
began to moan softly as Maria traced the swollen line of her clitoris up and
down with a moistened finger, then moaned yet again in anticipation as Maria's
mouth regretfully broke off from her breast to travel slowly southward. By the
time Maria had reached her navel, Gemma was shivering at her touch, and as Maria
lowered her mouth to her nether lips, she was trembling violently. Neither
woman had ever experienced this. Maria kissed the outer lips gently, inhaling
Gemma's musky fragrance--something like her own, yet unique to Gemma. The
sensory experience of sight, smell, sound and touch was arousing her again, and
she delayed no longer. Her kisses grew more insistent, and she probed excitedly
with her tongue, circling the inner labia and delving between, drinking in the
heat of Gemma's arousal. It was too much for Gemma--the first contact of tongue
to clitoris sent her crashing over the edge. "AHhh ahhhh ahhhhh AAAAAAH!!"
she screamed as her body went rigid and her arms and legs shook. Maria
continued to lap at Gemma's clitoris with her tongue, and gently probed her
vagina with a finger, feeling the rythmic spasms of the first tremendous orgasm
and a second aftershock that followed but a minute later. As she felt Gemma's
muscles slowly relax, she began to follow the path of her kisses back upward to
Gemma's heaving chest and perspiration-dampened face, and quietly lay down next
to her new lover. She pulled a cover over them as she kissed Gemma gently and
fell off to sleep beside her, peacefully at last. A sleepy smile lit her face
as she remembered her friend's promise earlier--it would be a fun weekend,
wouldn't it?