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Is there anything sweeter than waking up wrapped around a beautiful naked woman? Especially when you add in the fact that she's the most important person in the world to you?
I gave Angie a gently squeeze, and she responded by sighing and cuddling closer against me. I savoured the feeling for a while, but soon enough nature called, forcing me to extract myself from the embrace. Tammy stirred beside us as I rose. She was still lying naked on top of the blanket, and I took a moment to admire her slim form before shuffling to the bathroom. Her unexpected presence had been the catalyst for something new and beautiful in my relationship with my best friend, as well as providing some wild new sexual experiences for us both, and I wasn't sure how to thank her for that.
Angie was awake and smiling at me when I returned, and I held her in my arms for another long moment before we decided that we did, in fact, need to get up and on the road. Our movements woke Tammy, and we dressed in near-silence, knowing our time together wouldn't last.
The final day of travel was mostly uneventful; chatting, watching the countryside, lunch and sightseeing stops, the ladies making out and fingering each other in the back seat while I tried to focus on driving.
Yeah, that happened. I also got a back seat blowjob from Tammy while Angie drove.
The friskiness from the previous night was still with us for that last day, and it made the final day of driving interesting to say the least. But all fun things must come to an end, and by late afternoon I was pulling into the parking lot of the hotel where Angie and I would stay until she was wrapped up her long-term arrangements in Vancouver. We checked in, and I began unpacking while Tammy called her grandparents to pick her up. A final dinner together passed the time while we waited for them to arrive, but soon enough, Tammy's phone chimed, interrupting our after-dinner conversation to indicate her ride had arrived. We walked her to the door, where she impulsively threw her arms around my neck and kissed me rather thoroughly before doing the same to Angie, and then she was gone with a smile and a wave.
Angela took my arm, and we wandered back to our room, which felt oddly empty with just the two of us, yet at the same time refreshingly peaceful. She slipped her shows off and stepped close in front of me, reaching up to lace her fingers together behind my neck. "Alone at last," she said with a shy smile.
I nodded wordlessly and took her in my arms, the scent of her hair filling my nose as I held her against me. Minutes passed as we stood there silently, just luxuriating in each other's mere *presence*, until at last, as if by some unspoken signal, we turned our faces and our lips met, softly, gently. Exploring as if for the first time, which in a way, it was. Away from the supercharged excitement of a near-stranger next to us, we indulged completely in our feelings for each other.
I don't remember undressing, but somehow our clothes were on the floor and she was lying back on the bed, beckoning me to join her. I stretched out alongside her and we came together again, bodies held close, lips and tongues caressing each other with a,sensual heat I had never felt before. My right hand caressed her cheek, gliding down across her shoulder to the small of her back, pulling her tightly against me, then moving lower. I ran my hard over her shapely bottom, squeezing and kneading for a bit before working its way between us. She parted her thighs at my touch, eager, hungry even, for what was to come.
My fingers parted her lips, already slick with her wetness, and she flinched as I made contact with her sensitive clit. I began slow, gentle exploration like I hadn't been able to do the past few nights, sliding my finger inside her, plumbing her depths in search of the g-spot, then withdrawing to massage the entire area, thrumming her clit before going back down. She sighed and moaned into my shoulder as my attentions grew firmer, more insistent, her growing arousal apparent in the way she moved.
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