Where it happened: the moon and back
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
it was the summer of ’71. for my birthday my best girlfirends and i had decided to take a road trip. we didn’t know quite where we were headed, but we knew that we were on the verge of the best summer of our lives. harmonicas in tow, we made our way through town after town, thouroughly enjoying every delicious moment. the second to last day we stopped just outside of indianapolis at rest stop. We grabbed a couple bologna and sword fish sandwiches and wolfed them down. Later as we huddled in our blankets under the midnight glare we engaged in an intense session of “whos done what with whom.” When the game turned to my attention I felt short of breath. I grew tense as I proceeded to explain that I hadn’t done ANYTHING before. Not even laid stomach forward on the sheets rocking back and forth for a mild moist sensation. But thankfully, Ruby stepped forward and told me to close my eyes. I braced myself for what was about to come. Her chapped prickly lips touched mine and all of a sudden I felt a rumble in my throat and then….ERRRRAAAHHUURRRP! I burped! Instantly my cheeks flushed and I backed away, but there was no stopping it. I had just done the inevitable. Ruby raised her hand and slapped me across the face. And then without any further ado she unsnapped my training bra. It all made sense now. I knew exactly what I had to do. I winked once, rubbed myself twice and then pumped my hips back and forth. Ruby climbed on top of me and inserted a rubbery goey bulge. At first I thought it was attached to her body- mainly her naughty bits, but later I realized it wasn’t. THen the fireworks went off and its herstory from that point on. The one thing that sticks out most from that magical trip is the expressions on my other girl friends faces. Eyes scrunched up, noses ruffled and other gestures of self defense.
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