Switching Sides

It’s game day. What a drag. You’ve had to listen to Ray’s ramblings about his team and how they’re going to do against their big rivals tonight, giving his buddies shit who are rooting for the other team, blah blah. He’ll either be depressed or gloating tomorrow, but then it’ll be back to the real world, so it’ll be over soon. He and Vickie’s partner Connor are going to watch the game in person, so they’ll be taking their testosterone away for the evening. You and Vickie have plans to make this a girls’ night, eating chocolate, drinking wine, and watching a movie or something on TV.

You and Ray arrive at Vickie and Connor’s place early in the evening, and spend a few minutes chit-chatting until Ray and Connor start their sports-speak about the players and stats and such… at which point you and Vickie tune out, leaving them to it while you get on to the important stuff — selecting your bottle of wine. The guys are off before long, leaving the two of you ladies with a quiet house.

“Ohhhh… listen…” Vickie says, sinking down into her couch. She looks tired.

“Ummm, what?”

“Exactly… peace and quiet!”

“Ha! I mean, I love Ray, and I’m sure you love Connor and all… but yeah, game days are the worst!”

“I know, right?”

“Thanks for inviting me,” you tell her.

“And thanks for the company. If you weren’t here, I may just have eaten a pound of chocolate, taken a bubble bath, and been to bed by eight.”

“Rough day?”

“And week!”

“Wine?” you suggest.

“Ah, yes! What would I do without you?”

“Go to bed without wine?”

“I guess so… and that wouldn’t do!” She goes to the kitchen and you follow, eyes dropping to her shapely butt for some reason. You hope Connor has a good time at the game tonight, but you really hope he appreciates what Vickie has waiting for him when he gets home. You feel a little naughty for thinking of your friend’s derriere this way, but you go with the feeling, wondering what it would be like to get some of that. You won’t push, but you’d sure be up for fooling around with her, and you haven’t even had any wine yet.

She pours you each a little wine, and returns to the couch, with you joining her. Between sips, she tells you about her week… if she needed to make the case for settling into a bubble bath, you’re on her side. You find yourself eyeing her large breasts a few times as you talk, curious what they look like naked, wondering what it would be like to feel them. As you continue to chat, she sneaks in a few sexual comments when the time is right, making you giggle, the conversation not quite deteriorating into outright perversion, but becoming more than a little suggestive. You give a couple of little hints as to what things you enjoy doing with Ray, and her admissions of sex acts she and Connor have tried give you a few ideas. You’re beginning to wonder if she knows she’s turning you on.

“Well, I’m out,” she says, tipping her glass all the way up, leaning back a bit and draining the last swallow, her protruding chest capturing your gaze. Bouncing a few steps to the kitchen, she sets her glass next to the bottle. “I’d offer you a refill, but we should eat something. I was thinking we could have an early light dinner before watching TV.”

“Good idea”, you agree. “Shouldn’t get too tipsy yet”.

“Yet?”

“Oh, yeah, I think it’s a tipsy kind of evening, don’t you?” You wonder if she’s thinking the same thing you are, wondering if just maybe one of you will be receptive if the other advances.

You spend a little time finding some things to put together a dinner, and have another half glass of wine each while eating and chatting. There’s a little more sex talk, and you’re finding her increasingly attractive.

There’s just a hint of tension as you smile and lock eyes a couple of times. You have no problem wondering what it would be like to have sex with Vickie. You try to suppress your desires as first, but they have a hold on you, and you decide to just let them flow.

As soon as you’re done with dinner, she heads toward the living room. “I’ll clean up later. Time to relax and watch something”. While she waits for the video stuff to boot up, she returns and grabs the wine bottle and your glasses, pouring a little more for you and then for her. “Oh, shit, we don’t have much left, and we haven’t even started the show.”

“Yeah, but it’s been a while, and we’ve eaten, so… I think we’ll be okay”. She turns down the lights and the two of you settle down on the couch with your wine glasses. It’s almost romantic.

You spend the next few minutes clicking through the menus of her streaming media service with Vickie, unable to decide on a movie or starting a show with multiple episodes and seasons. “I got it… here’s a brilliant idea,” she offers, selecting one that interests both of you. “Let’s start this one. If we like, it, we’ll make it a standing girls’ night to continue.” She smiles, holding her glass up. “Deal?”

“Deal,” you agree, and clink your glass with hers.

It turns out it’s a good show, and halfway through the first episode you’re done with your wine and are sitting curled up on the couch, almost uncomfortably close together. You’d definitely make more dates to watch more with her, finding yourself glancing at her from time to time. It’s kind of exciting, feeling attracted to her, and you think of ways to test whether she’s feeling the same about you

At the end of the episode, Vickie backs out to the menu so the next episode doesn’t auto play. “So what do you think?”

“I’m in,” you tell her. “Unless the next one is shit, I’m ready to make this a standing girls’ night for a while. And you?”

“Same, but I need a break.”

“Chocolate?”

She smiles. “Hmmm, maybe… but I just can’t relax for some reason”.

You look her over, just about ready to suggest you give her a massage — she just kind of walked into that.

She continues, “I hope you don’t think I’m being a rotten hostess, but do you mind if I take that bubble bath? I mean, it’s about all I could think about during the show.”

It takes a few seconds for you to respond. She just made you conjure up visions of her taking her clothes off and stepping naked into the tub and caressing her body with slick foamy suds. “I mean, I won’t… I’ll wait, if you’d rather.”

She smiles sheepishly. “Sorry, I wouldn’t leave you alone, yeah, that would make me a bad hostess”.

“No, no,” you answer, snapping out of what had become a mini fantasy. “I was just thinking…”

“What?”

“…that I’m jealous, that a bubble bath sounds really good”. You have a nervous laugh together. “So, I may ask for a turn after you. You know, be a bad guest and leave you by yourself for a while.”

“No worries,” she says, giving you a friendly (or, more-than-friendly?) pat on the leg. “We’ll play it by ear”. She gets up and grabs your glasses, carrying them to the kitchen ahead of you. Your eyes drop to her curvy ass, admiring the way it sways. Yep, you definitely want some of that, but you’re going to play it cool. You find yourself more intently noticing the curves of Vickie’s breasts and butt while you help her put away some things in the kitchen.

“So… I have a solution to the ‘not-being-a-bad-hostess and not-being-a-bad-guest’ thing,” Vickie says, her voice shaking just a bit. You raise your eyebrows, encouraging her to continue, and what she says next is music to your ears. “We could get in the bath together.”

You pretend to be contemplating her offer for a moment, looking up and tipping your head side to side. “Well, I’m up for it… that would solve the problem, wouldn’t it? I mean, I wouldn’t want you to feel bad, or to think I felt bad. As long as you don’t think it would be weird.”

“I don’t think so. Look, if it were relaxing in a hot tub, no one would think twice, right? Same thing, right? Warm water, relaxing?”

“Yeah… except for the nudity”.

“Ummm, what? There’s not nudity in a hot tub? Hmph, go figure.” You both laugh.

So in a few seconds, the TV is switched off and you’re headed toward the bathroom, You are tingling with excitement by now, anticipating the experience of bathing with your naked girl friend. You chat some more while Vickie starts the water going in her big tub and gets a couple of towels. In goes the bubble bath soap, and in a few minutes, there is an enticing big foamy pile of bubbles almost overflowing the tub.

“Ooooh, this is going to feel sooo good!” she says as the two of you start taking off your shoes and socks. She starts undoing her pants, so you undo yours too instead of starting with your shirt. After stepping out of your pants, your tops are next, and you are pretty amazed at the sight of her in her lacy bra and panties, delicious in dark burgundy.

“Whoa, I didn’t get the memo that this was a lingerie party!” you tell her, a little embarrassed that you’re in your plain underwear while she’s modeling a sexy lacy matching bra and panty set.

“Ha, yeah, sorry,” she shrugs, running her hands over her hips and breasts. “I just love the feeling of dressing sexy underneath… even when I’m just hanging out.”

“Connor must love it!” you giggle.

“Yeah, that’s for sure. He thinks I wear it for him, but… not entirely”.

You both undo your bras, and you feel her eyes on your chest as you similarly admire her stunning big bare titties. Down come your panties next, and hers too, revealing her patch of pubic hair, fairly full but noticeably trimmed away from her bikini line. Not that you’re looking. Okay, you are looking.

Vickie gives you a view of her sexy round butt while she turns away and fiddles with a speaker and her phone, and in a few seconds the bathroom is full of some relaxing classical piano music. “A little ambiance,” she says, adjusting the volume down, during which time you try not to make it obvious that you’re devouring her naked body with your eyes.

She climbs into the tub and sits down, sighing deeply. “Join me?” she asks, extending her hand. You hold it as you step in, and in a moment you’re sighing too, settling down into the warm luxurious suds, facing Vickie, only your heads sticking out, legs stretched out beside each other.

The two of you continue your girl talk for a while, some of it sexy but not uncomfortable, while you caress your skin under the water. She’s doing the same, her big breasts emerging from the suds a couple of times, you think on purpose. You give her a couple flashes of yours as well, trying to make it look accidental. When there’s a lull in the conversion, you lean back with your eyes closed, wondering what you’ll do if she makes a move on you. OMG, you say to yourself as you catch yourself masturbating lightly, popping your eyes open, relieved to see that Vickie’s are closed. Girl, you’re being a little too naughty.

“Okay,” Vickie finally says, beginning to turn around. She settles between your legs and scoots back, continuing, “do my back.”

“Mmmmm,” she purrs, obviously enjoying the feeling of your hands gliding up and down her back. “That feels soooo nice”. After a few minutes, you’re massaging her shoulders and neck as well. “Oooooh, that’s goooood…” At this point, you are doing your best to transfer the erotic excitement you’re feeling to her, trying to be sensual in your caressing of her smooth skin.

“Okay,” she says eventually, scooting forward and turning toward you, “you do me now.” The two of you switch places, showing plenty of boob as you raise up out of the water, then settle back in opposite places. She massages you for awhile, as you get increasingly excited as the feeling of touching each other. You hug your knees, closing your eyes, as you enjoy what seem to be overtly sensual strokes, not simply a friendly massage.

She glides her hands down your arms, and you feel her face press into your neck. You tense up and shudder slightly, but don’t pull away. Yes, that was a kiss, and a couple more follow. “Mmmmmm,” you purr, and that’s the encouragement she needs to continue, planting soft kiss after soft kiss on both sides of your neck, even nudging your ears.

The two of you separate after a while, sitting half sideways, half facing each other, smiling. “I wondered if this was where this was heading,” Vickie tells you, looking into your eyes. She leans into you, touching your lips with hers, beginning a long, sensual, exciting couple of minutes of kisses. You want to devour her, but hold back, enjoying the erotic feeling of your lips caressing each other smoothly. She initiates some sensual tongue play before too long, the wet sounds of you tasting each other’s open mouths adding to the echoes of the sloshing bath water. You get goose bumps… are you really making out with another woman naked in a bubble bath? You giggle. Yes, you are.

After enjoying each other’s kisses and touches for a while, you both sit back and relax. Caressing your own bodies, and each other’s legs and arms a bit, you start to feel the water becoming cooler, and notice the bubbles dissipating.

“I guess bath time is done”, Vickie says, swiping the remaining bubbles around, revealing her boobs under the water. “It’s getting a little cold”.

You agree, and in a minute, you’re standing, letting the water drain out of the tub while you rinse each other off with the shower sprayer. While you towel yourselves off you can’t help but wonder if there will be more. You want to kiss her and feel her up right there in the bathroom, your lust building with the sight and feeling of erect nipples responding to the air that seems quite cold after the warm tub, but you don’t want to seem too eager.

Turns out she makes up your mind for you. “All dry,” she says, hanging up her towel. She grabs a bottle of lotion and holds it up to give you a good look. Turning up the music a bit and taking your hand in hers, she takes a couple steps forward, pulling you with her. You drop your towel as the two of you walk out of the bathroom, still completely naked, leaving the piles of clothes behind.

She crawls onto the bed, setting the bottle next to her, lying face-down, arms up above her head on the pillow. “Lotion me?”

“I’d be happy to,” you tell her, joining your naked friend on her bed and grabbing the bottle. You spend the next few minutes massaging a little of the lotion into her skin, from her feet and heels all the way up her legs, her ass, her back, shoulders, neck, arms, and hands. After thoroughly covering every inch of her delightfully smooth skin, you straddle her, your pussy nestled in the small of her back, and massage her neck and shoulders. You’re so fucking turned on, it’s all you can do to keep from humping her. Well, maybe you do a little bit.

Leaning over, you let your hair move back and forth and side to side to swish it over her skin. Then you climb off her and whisper into her ear, “now you lotion me.”

“Nope,” she says, “not so fast.” She turns over, face up, her delicious boobs and beautiful trimmed bush ripe for the fondling.

You giggle. “Oooh, well, okay… If we’ve gone this far, I might as well”. You proceed to squirt a little lotion into your hands and caress her feet and legs first, then work your way up to her hips and tummy, grazing her mound as she squirms a bit. You then apply a little more lotion to her big breasts for a while before moving up to her shoulders and neck and arms. Returning to her lower body, you let your hair swish over her tits and tummy and caress her hips and thighs, making sure she knows that your thumbs and palms running through her pubes is completely intentional. Lying beside her now, you move your face to hers, giving her a couple of slow wet kisses on the lips. “Now, you do me”.

Vickie pretty much mimics what you just did to her — you lie on your stomach, listening to the piano music coming in from the bathroom, while her soft hands roam your backside. Then you turn face up, excited to have her hands all over your tits and near your pussy, her fingers brushing over your pubic mound. After thoroughly working you over, she leans her face down to yours for a couple of kisses to signal she’s done. Then she locks lips with you, kissing deeply as you caress each other’s bare skin.

“There’s one place we didn’t get”, she tells you.

“Oh?”

“Yep!” You look into her eyes while her hand slides down your tummy and between your legs. You do the same, and in a few seconds, your fingers are gliding over each other’s lady parts. She massages your moistening slit and caresses the slick folds of skin while you finger rub up and down her crinkly pussy lips and revel in the wetness between them. You kiss some more, a little more awkwardly, and then watch each other’s faces again. After some uncomfortable and super-sensitive touches, you’re in kind of a rhythm, loving the way you’re rubbing each other.

This is so fucking hot, masturbating each other and making out so wetly — but it’s still a shock when she sucks the saliva off your tongue and then lets it drool down into your mouth. Your first reaction is that it’s a little too nasty, freezing up for a second, before grabbing her by the back of the head and pulling her face in firmly to French-kiss her strongly, some of the wetness escaping, moaning slightly into her mouth. She sucks your tongue again, and this time you smile and giggle, sticking your tongue out and wagging it back and forth, actually asking for more tongue sucking. You slurp noisily with your sultry tongue play while increasing the stimulation of each other’s now-drenched pussies.

You retract your hands from each other’s crotches after a few minutes, caressing arms and legs and hips and butts before fondling each other’s boobs, kissing all the while, with plenty of tongue. You roll over a few times, giggling, ending up with you on top this time, and get back to fingering each other. Fuck yeah,, you think to yourself, reveling in the euphoric pleasure you and your sexy lover are giving each other’s tangled naked bodies, I’m totally having sex with Vickie!

As if your lovemaking isn’t hot enough already, you’re driven even more wild when she brings her hand from between your legs up to your tit… her fingers have gathered a bit of your vaginal secretions, and are coating the nipple with the slick, slightly creamy fluid, making little strands that break when she lifts her fingertips from your skin. To your delight, you are able to the same — you coat her nipple with her juices too, and the both of you sigh as you shudder with erotic pleasure.

You scoot down a bit and spend some time kissing her breasts before licking them and sucking the nipples. You’re back to fingering her twat, having found her clitoris by now, fully masturbating her while making love to her titties with your wet mouth. She grabs your boob fully, gently squeezing and pulling on the stiff nipple while you pleasure her.

After stopping and starting a couple of times, sitting up and rolling each other over playfully, you are lying on top of her, nuzzling her neck, grabbing a handful of her big breast, the music still softly flowing in from the bathroom. You wedge one leg between hers, beginning to grind your pussy right on the inside of her thigh. After a couple of adjustments, you are pretty much fucking each other, increasing the intensity. You’re rubbing your clitoris right on a sweet spot that you found, reveling in the pleasure of the slick sliding against the smooth skin that’s now wet with your juices. You feel Vickie’s hot breath panting into your mouth between kisses, increasing your excitement even more. When she starts to moan into your mouth and dig her hands through your hair, that’s it for you — you’re going to get off!

You don’t mean to pinch her tit so hard, but you find yourself doing so without thinking. She seems to not care, perhaps even enjoying it, as you look into her eyes, wild with lust as you fuck her thigh harder than ever, panting heavily, bringing yourself closer and closer. “Ooooiiiiyyyyhhhh,” you cry out, starting to get off as her nails dig into your shoulder. “Aaaahhgggghhh… ooohhhmmmhhh…”. You reach your climax, making you cry out uncontrollably as you shake and tremble, intense pleasure bursting from your center throughout your body. As your orgasm continues to coarse through your muscles, you gasp and moan, collapsing onto her body, face next to hers. “Ah! Vickie… oooohh, fuck yessss… Oh, Vickie!” you whisper into your friend’s ear, getting yourself off on her now-messy thigh. Riding the pleasure for a while, you begin to settle, releasing her tit and relaxing, rubbing yourself on her and covering her mouth with yours, gentler this time.

Vickie is still gyrating, humping your thigh, so you can’t leave her hanging. You slide your hand between her legs, and she starts fucking your fingers instead of your leg. It doesn’t take long before she’s trembling, and you squish your fingers directly on her slippery clit while sucking a nipple into your mouth. She grabs your hair and raises her leg high, undoubtedly exploding with her own powerful orgasm as she spasms and emits a series of sharp, high-pitched moans. “Ahiiy, oh, oh, oooohhh, yes, oh yessss!” She calls you by name at least once while she’s at the height of her climax. You grab each other’s titties and French-kiss deeply as you continue grinding into each other, riding out your intense pleasure as long as you can.

Finally spent, you roll off her and she cuddles into you, caressing your breasts and nuzzling you in between periods of pushing her hand between your legs to feel your wet labia. The two of you lie there for a while as your heavy breathing subsides, holding hands with fingers intertwined, enjoying the piano music that’s still playing.

“Wow”, she finally says. “I can’t believe we just did that”.

“Yeah, crazy, huh?”

After another minute of still silence, without opening your eyes, a thought comes to you. “Vickie?”

“Yes?” she whispers.

“Did we just… call out each other’s names while we were… you know… having our orgasms?”

You hear her snicker. “Yes… I believe we did”.

“Thought so”, you reply.

After a pause, she says, “wow, that’s hot.” You squeeze her hand in agreement.

After you’re cleaned up (your hands and nether regions got delightfully… well, fragrant) and dressed, and the music is switched off, the two of you are back out on the couch, with chocolate, watching another couple of episodes of your show. Vickie has gotten her second wind, refreshed from the relaxing bubble bath and your sexual experience.

Late into the night, you hear voices outside and the door clicking and rattling. The guys are home.

“Oh, you’re still up”, Connor says as they enter. “We were trying to be quiet”.

You greet them by pausing the show and getting up to give them welcoming kisses. “How was the game?” you ask.

“Ah, shit, we lost-”

They spend a couple minutes venting, re-telling each other, you’re sure not for the first time, about the wrong players starting and that one player who messed up something and blah, blah. They force themselves to give you ladies a little attention when you look at them with your arms crossed.

“How about you?” Connor asks. “How was your girls’ night?”

“Ah, you know”, Vickie replies, as you and she look at each other nervously, “exciting as usual. We found a show to binge. Might make this a regular thing”. She smiles at you, and you bite your lip. “Oh yeah, and we got naked and took a bubble bath together, so there’s that.”

“Shut up, you,” you reprimand her, hitting her in the arm.

“Ha ha”, Ray says.

“Yeah, I’d like to see that”, Connor teases.

“Pictures, or it didn’t happen!” It’s obvious that the guys take this as a joke, not really even giving it much thought, starting up again about their team being losers and whatnot.

“You could switch sides,” you offer, giggling. You look sideways at Vickie, whose eyebrows are raised.

“Uh, what?” Ray looks annoyed.

“Yeah, I’d rather gouge my eye out than side with those fuckers”, Connor says.

“I don’t know,” Vickie says, “she has a point.” She smiles knowingly. “Sometimes going for the other team… gives you, well, a new perspective.”

“You don’t just fucking go support someone else just because they’re winning,” Connor says.

“Yeah, no one’s giving us ten million dollars, like when players do it,” Ray says.

“Switching sides… has its perks, sometimes?” you tease, and you and Vickie both giggle.

“What are you laughing at?” Ray scowls at you.

“Oh, I just think it’s silly that you two are so mad about sports stuff you have no control over”.

“Not funny”, Connor says.

“Yeah, they’re just trying to get a rise out of us,” Ray tells him.

They have no idea why you and Vickie are giggling and looking at each other, and Ray is annoyed enough that he changes the subject as he slumps down in a chair. The four of you get caught up in some chit-chat before you go. You’re not that talkative, rather replaying the events of the evening in your head, wondering if and when you might continue your little tryst with Vickie. Your first experience was pretty tame given the circumstances, and you smile to yourself as you realize it’s left you wanting more. You could finger each other’s vaginas deeply… sucking fingers… oral sex … scissoring… dovefucking… super dirty talk… more sexy positions… different rooms… ooooh, and toys! You’re getting wet thinking about the possibilities.

“So, boys,” you ask Ray and Connor, shooting Vickie a quick glance, “when is your next game day?”