So Happy Together

Both of them were gloriously naked, save for the thigh-hi stockings they were wearing - fishnets for Veronica, sheer with white lace for Betty. Their eyes stared with hunger at the figures they knew so well. The full, voluptuous swells of creamy bosoms. The stiff, dark nipples that begged to be sucked. Tight flat bellies. Slim waists, flaring to well rounded hips. Long lean legs, thighs slightly parted to expose sweet pink lips below tiny vee's of black and blonde pubic hair.

Eyes still locked together they moved forward, kneeling onto the bed. Slowly they bent forward, their eyes finally closing as their rose petal lips met. Passion flowed between the two, mouths pressed eagerly together, glistening tongues dancing and teasing each other.

Still lip-locked, the two slowly began to lower themselves, bending at the waist until their dangling breasts brushed hardness.

With the feel of that touch the two finally separated. Together they turned their eyes toward the head of the bed. Now they locked eyes with the boys who lay side by side on the bed beneath them, relishing the look of pleasure on Manuel and Brad's face as they shifted back on their heels, allowing the soft, full heft of their tits to slide across naked thighs and rock-hard cocks.

Weight fully back on their haunches, Betty and Veronica took a moment to contemplate the stiff, thick members rising before them. Together they licked their moist lips at the sight in anticipation of what was to come.

Veronica acted first, reaching out and gently grasping Brad's dick, an action repeated by Betty on Manuel. Fingers slowly moved up and down the stiff shafts, relishing the feel of every inch from base to tip.

Then together, in one mirrored movement, the two girlfriends bent forward, each placing a wet loving kiss on the tip of the cock before them. They held that position for a torturous sweet moment as they gazed into each other's eyes. Another moment, then two. And then they plunged downward together, lips encircling the shafts as their mouths engulfed the boys.

Now began the true contest. For every second of the blowjob that followed -- every lick, suck and kiss that the girls bestowed on the ecstatic Brad and Manuel -- Betty and Veronica eyes stayed locked on each other.

Time seemed to stand still during the sensual stare down. Both girls knew that the combination of the feel and taste of that nice juicy cock in her mouth, while watching her best friend doing the exact same thing, was driving each other wild. Neither of them wanted nothing more than to sink themselves onto those glorious shafts and ride like there was no tomorrow. But the question was who was going to give in first?

So they continued -- lips gliding up and down glistening rods, tongues swirling against swollen heads, fingers caressing tight balls. Brad and Manuel, who knew nothing of the raging battle, could only moan and groan from the erotic assault.

In the end there was no loser. There was no white flag or signal of surrender -- only the bond between two best friends that told them they had reached their limit. Again -- together as one -- Betty and Veronica rose, swinging their knees over the boy's legs and guided those thick cocks into their wet and waiting pussies.

Reverse cowgirl style the two dropped downward. A feral moan of pleasure escaped their lips as the mushroom heads pushed between their tight lips. With a shudder they hit bottom, feeling every inch of cock filling them as only a man could.

They held that position for a moment, each lost in her own world of raw, initial pleasure. Then, as they smiled at each other, they slowly began to move up and down, setting a long and slow rhythm.

Veronica leaned to the side, and Betty met her half-way, for more soft and gentle -- but no less passionate -- kisses. Hands eagerly sought the other's breasts, gripping and kneading the bouncing flesh.

Almost immediately their tempo increased, as they both felt the pleasure building inside of them.

"Who's your best friend?" Betty asked breathlessly.

"You are Betty," Veronica answered, equally out of breath. "And who's your best friend?"

"You are Veronica."

Betty's grip on Veronica's breast tightened. "And what -- what do best friends do?"

It was a moment before the answer as a moan escaped Veronica's lips.

"They come for each other," she finally managed to hiss through clenched teeth.

"Would that make you happy?"

"So.. So happy..."

"Together?"

"Together?"

"So happy together," They both cried. "Come for me!"

And they did.