My One True Christmas Wish

I looked back up into Aubrey's face and the expression she wore stopped me short. Her look was one of expectancy - but not like I would have thought. It was more about the fact that right now she was completely trusting me and her expectation was that I was going to do the same. Yeah, yeah, I know - I'm waxing philosophical when we were fixin to rub our pussies...but I guess you had to be there to understand it. It was deep.

Something clicked. I'm not sure if I can accurately describe what exactly it was that clicked into place in my brain, but I was ready to give myself completely over to what Aubrey wanted. I was ready to commit to this bonding of best friends...to this utterly feminine experience of exploring and touching our bodies to bring ourselves pleasure. Together. I reached my arms up behind my back and shyly returned Aubrey's smile as I unhooked my bra and then slid it off, dropping it on the floor with the rest of my clothes. I climbed up on the bed, still committed to going through with this, but also very self-conscious of my almost naked body in such close proximity to Aubrey's.

I normally don't let myself succumb to such negative, petty comparisons - we as women are all beautiful in our own right. I truly believe that...but trust me, that is a concept that isn't quite as easy to cling to when you suddenly find yourself exposed two feet from a living, breathing centerfold. I was up on my knees in the same position as Aubrey. I covered my much smaller breasts with my hands and kind of looked around the bed, not really sure what to do. Aubrey saved the day and her timing could not have been better.

"Oh, wow," she said earnestly as she looked me up and down. "Meg...you are just so beautiful."

"What?" I giggled nervously.

"I mean you're obviously pretty and have a gorgeous figure and all," Aubrey replied and then shook her head as if in amazement. "But...damn...I had no idea how stunning you would be without your clothes on."

"Seriously?" I arched an eyebrow at her. "The ultimate model for pin-up girl art thinks I'm stunning?"

"Of course," Aubrey looked at me like I was crazy and her tone of voice reaffirmed it. "Meg...wow - just look at yourself." Aubrey emphasized her point by reaching out and gently grabbing both of my wrists and pulled my arms out wide so that I was effectively on display. "I mean, my word, girl - I would kill for your stomach. And your boobs are like...perfect."

I looked down to see if I could actually see what she was talking about. My body was definitely in direct contrast to Aubrey's unbelievable curves. I was more lean and athletic, but I still had curves in all the right places. I think we were going to have to agree to disagree about my boobs - especially compared to hers. But I guess my little six-pack was kind of nice looking...I looked back up and we both smiled and I of course blushed at her comments. Aubrey released my wrists and then we just kind of mutually agreed without actually saying anything to lie down. We were side by side and I don't think three seconds went by before we both got a case of the giggles.

I'm pretty sure the silliness was a direct result of nervousness, but after we finally got it out of our systems, Aubrey got things started by reaching up and laying her hands on her breasts. She let out a deep sigh and then very slowly began moving her hands as she whispered to me. "This is so exciting."

"Yeah, I guess it is," I agreed and without putting too much thought behind it raised a shaky hand up and let it rest on top of my breast.

"Are you nervous?"

"A little bit," I confessed.

"Nervous is okay...but not scared, right?" She asked and then pulled her legs up until her toes were pointed straight up in the air. She kind of titled her pelvis up for a moment and in one motion stripped off her underwear. She flung them across the room in the general direction of her hamper and then turned her head towards me. She smiled and cocked an eyebrow at me. I knew what that meant.

"No," I replied and pulled my panties off, but with nowhere near as much flair. I leaned over to the edge of the bed and dropped them on the floor in the pile with the rest of my clothes. "I'm not scared...not really. I'm with you, so nothing to be scared of, right?"

"Exactly!" Aubrey's face lit up. She continued smiling at me with her head turned as her hands went back to her breasts. She began rubbing and massaging them more aggressively. "Just do whatever feels good...and enjoy it."

So I did.

Well...at least I tried. As outside of the box of what my expectations were for this Saturday afternoon, you could say that it started off with good intentions. I eventually got over my shyness and started rubbing my breasts and playing with my nipples. It felt good and I knew I was getting wet...but I felt awkward and even though I made a valiant effort not to watch what Aubrey was doing, I really couldn't help myself...but can you blame me? So what started out as "normal" (there's that blasted word again) - turned into Aubrey and I touching ourselves as we watched each other.

Nothing was said or planned or anything like that...things just kind of escalated. As soon as Aubrey really got going, she just did what Aubrey does when she got into it - which is she moved around, changed positions and got up on her knees again only this time she was facing me. She motivated me to move around as well. I basically just mirrored everything she did. We both ended up on our knees, our hands on our pussies, rubbing, fingering, tasting our nectar...on a side note I had never done that before, but she did it like literally right in front of my face and I felt compelled to follow her lead. Wise decision on my part - I loved it.

When we reached our orgasms it was almost at the same time, but she beat me to the punch by about ten seconds. When she came, she instinctively reached out to steady herself and ended up using my shoulder to brace against. This brought our bodies really, really close together. We didn't physically touch other than her hand on my shoulder, but her heaving breasts were like less than an inch from mine and her face right there in front of me. It was amazing.

I have to confess, watching Aubrey from such an extremely close vantage point as she orgasmed was over-the-top exciting...I mean seeing the little nuances of the look on her face and being able to witness the way her body trembled and moved during her orgasm was nothing short of spectacularly beautiful...but when she touched me? When her hand physically made contact with my skin? That was what drove me over the edge. It was the strongest orgasm of my life.

Watching Aubrey cum and then knowing she was watching me while I came? I realized that this trumped the other experience and had now officially become the new, absolute hottest thing that had ever happened to me or that I had ever been a part of...and it made me cum again.

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Of course our relationship changed again after that weekend...for the better.

We were now unconditionally the bestest of friends. The more we hung out and got to know each other on different levels, more intimate levels, the more I came to love and admire Aubrey. What was not to love? I mean, she was funny, smart, witty, silly and of course drop-dead gorgeous. I found myself enjoying the time we spent together more than I have ever enjoyed being around another human being.

Of course Thanksgiving meant spending time with our families, but we did it together. Half the day was spent with Aubrey's family which was wild and crazy with all of her aunts and uncles and cousins. The food was ridiculous and I had a blast listening to all of their stories about when Aubrey was little. We played board games and ate until we couldn't move. It was so enjoyable and we had the absolute best time. I loved her family.

My family on the other hand was much smaller since I didn't have as many extended relatives. Since it was normally just me and my parents, we usually didn't make that big of a deal out of Thanksgiving. Not like Aubrey's family did...but I had promised my mother we'd be there. I was actually kind of excited when I found out we would have a special guest this year. I really wanted Aubrey to meet one of my favorite people in the whole wide world, my Auntie Kate. So we left her parent's house and spent the rest of the day with my family.

Auntie Kate often traveled during the holidays, but this year she was spending both Thanksgiving and Christmas with us. She was actually my mom's Aunt so technically she was my Great Aunt, but I called her Auntie Kate anyways. She was like the coolest, most fun person I knew and ever since I was a teenager I felt like I could always confide in her without judgement. I seriously didn't even know how old she was. She wouldn't say and she certainly didn't look or act like she was in her seventies which I knew she had to be. I just respected and loved her so much and was so excited to introduce her to Aubrey.

I was actually pleasantly surprised at the spread my Mom put on. I had the feeling Auntie Kate probably had a hand or two in making sure the menu was up to snuff. Either way, the two of them went to a lot of trouble so of course we both felt obligated to eat again. I even had seconds of dessert at my Auntie's insistence. The food was great and afterwards my dad made a fire in the fireplace. We just kind of sat around and chatted. Both of my parents seemed to like Aubrey well enough and I could tell Auntie Kate just loved her to pieces. It made the whole day so much fun. With Auntie Kate here it was the first time in quite a few years I actually enjoyed Thanksgiving. It even made me start to look forward to Christmas.

Aubrey seemed to be having the time of her life. I studied her when she wasn't looking. This was all sort of new to her since she'd never had a real best friend before. To be honest, this felt pretty new to me too since I had never been as close to anyone as I was to Aubrey. The more I looked at my best friend, the more it sunk in that her being happy made me happy. I guess this is what it meant to really love someone...as a friend of course.

As weird as this may sound, but being Aubrey's best friend and Aubrey being Aubrey also meant that masturbating together was not a one-time thing. The second time it happened was that same holiday weekend. Somehow I let her talk me into going shopping on Black Friday...a first for me and I still rue that decision. Later on after a well-deserved nap, we went out to dinner and then stopped by a club where we both got tipsy. We had a lot of fun dancing, drinking and just talking to people. It was kind of funny that when we finally decided to call it a night, we took a cab back to Aubrey's apartment for our weekly sleepover without even discussing it. I guess we both just assumed that that was the plan.

Again, we did our routine thing with Aubrey taking her quick shower. Neither of us felt like watching TV, so we just decided to go to bed. I wasn't going to say anything or bring it up, but in the back of my mind I was definitely curious to see if...maybe? Yeah, there was no maybe involved as Aubrey initiated it as we were getting ready for bed. She just threw it out there like it was no big deal: Hey, so do you want to get off with me? Of course I did. I wasn't nearly as hesitant or shy this time around thanks to the alcohol, but it still felt surreal. I suppose I felt just a little bit awkward at first, but once we were both naked, it was game on.

It was also just as blazing hot as the first time and we both came really hard.

The third time actually happened the following morning...but ended up being a little different. We slept in and just kind of lounged around in Aubrey's bed for a while, chatting about nothing really. I had finally let Aubrey talk me into skipping the whole pajama thing like she did and I had to admit sleeping naked felt incredible. I wasn't sure what was better - the feel of clean, cool sheets against my skin when I first got in bed or the luxurious warmth of waking up warm and naked under the covers first thing in the morning. Either way - I was now a firm supporter of slumbering in the buff.

Anyways...it was Saturday morning. We were lazing about in Aubrey's bed trying to work up the motivation to physically get up and take showers so we could hit our favorite little place for a late breakfast. The only problem was the temperature had dropped overnight and between the warmth of Aubrey's fluffy comforter and our cozy little den of body heat under the covers, neither one of us really felt like moving. I had just worked up the fortitude to jump up and make a naked dash for the bathroom when Aubrey put her arms above her head in a big yawn and a stretch that ended in a giggle.

"What?" I turned my head.

"Mmmm," Aubrey stretched again, only this time she didn't end the stretch in a giggle. She ended it by pushing the blanket and sheet down and cupping her breasts as she purred, "I'm still horny."

"Is that right?"

"Mmmhmm," she blinked at me as her right hand left her breast and eased its way over her stomach until it disappeared under the sheet. I saw the lump under the blanket start slowly moving right at the point where I guesstimated her vagina would be.

"Alrighty then," I chuckled. "Well, you do your thing while I take a shower."

"Awww," Aubrey gave me a sad face, but then grinned. "Come on...do it with me."

"I, uh..." I started to say, but then Aubrey closed her eyes in obvious pleasure and I glanced down. I couldn't help but watch the way she was softly rolling her nipple between her thumb and finger. Her other hand was still moving under the blankets.

"Please?" Aubrey's eyes were still closed, but she was pouting her bottom lip out.

If she would have opened them she would have seen that she didn't have to beg. I had already laid back and had my hands on my breasts. I gently started rubbing and kneading my modest boobs and then took my very erect nipples in between my fingers and was able to squeeze both of them at the same time while still massaging my breasts. Aubrey opened her eyes and watched me for a moment with a big smile on her face.

I closed my eyes and let my right hand wander down the flat of my stomach until I was lightly cupping my mound. I knew I was already wet. I could smell Aubrey's musky sweet scent and it only turned me on even more. I opened my eyes and found Aubrey looking back at me through a heavy lidded squint. She arched her back a little and by doing so changed her position in that she moved closer to me. Our shoulders were actually touching as she settled back into her pillow. I could feel the tiny little vibrations of the movements of her hand on her pussy through that skin to skin contact. I couldn't help myself as I let out a moan and ran my fingers down through my trimmed pubic hair to touch my labia.

"Mmm...fuck yes," Aubrey whispered to me in response to my moan.

"Uh-huh," I agreed as I wiggled my finger to part my swollen inner lips. I shuddered as I dipped the tip of my finger into just the entrance of my slippery core and then traced that finger back up to my clit. I teased myself with just the softest touch on my pearl and had to bite my lip.

Our movements had caused the sheet to move down until it was bunched up around our knees. We were both completely exposed to each other...and we weren't being shy about out-and-out looking at each other, either. I couldn't help but notice that Aubrey was much more relaxed and subdued. It wasn't that she wasn't enjoying herself - her moans and groans made it pretty obvious that she was. It just seemed like she was making this more about us this time rather than just getting herself off.

This morning felt different...there was a feeling of intimacy between us.

Yeah, this time was definitely different...but not a bad different at all. It just seemed like this was the first time we were being deliberate...we were intentionally masturbating for each other rather than two girls who happened to be masturbating at the same time. We were watching each other...almost performing for each other...and I don't know, just enjoying each other. It made it that much more exciting. I know for me, it was a huge turn on lying so close to Aubrey as we touched ourselves. Our shoulders and now our upper arms were in constant contact and it felt...whew, just so fucking hot. The occasional wave of pleasure would make my eyes close for a moment or two, but I tried to keep them open so that I could continue to watch Aubrey play with her breasts and rub her pussy.

I was just starting to ride the outer edge of my orgasm when I switched from my right to my left hand. I was really starting to feel it and it was going to be a big one. I had just finished sucking my nectar off of my fingers and had put my right hand down by my side to rest it for a minute. Without a word Aubrey took her hand off of her breast and reached down. She grabbed my hand and adjusted hers so that our fingers were intertwined as she started to gasp.

"I'm...I'm...so close, Meg."

"Yes," I encouraged her and wondered where I had suddenly found my voice. I'm guessing my newfound courage could easily be attributed to endorphins because I was really, really turned on. I decided to just go with it. I squeezed Aubrey's hand as I rubbed my clit faster. "Yes...cum for me, Aubs. Cum for me."

"Uh-huh...uh-huh," she gasped her agreement and turned her head towards me. Her face had a look of utter concentration on it and her hand was a blur.

"Cum for me, baby," I whispered.

That request seemed to do it for her...Aubrey's lips parted and she kind of let out this quiet moan as she lifted her hips up slightly. Her muscles seemed to go rigid as she held that position, her hand still moving on her pussy as her legs and breasts began to quiver with her spasms. She suddenly dropped her hips to the bed as her breathing came in shallow gasps and then she went rigid again and lifted her hips back up almost towards me like she wanted me to really see her. After what seemed like a really long time, but was probably only about ten seconds, she collapsed back onto the bed with her eyes closed and her large chest heaving up and down. I continued to hold her hand as I watched her every movement.

My fingers made faster and faster circular motions around my swollen clit. I was lost in my own efforts when Aubrey opened her eyes and whispered, "Are you close?"

The sound of her voice was the last little push I needed.

I nodded my head and then boom-shaka-laka. My whole body shuddered and I moaned loudly as my orgasm rocketed through me. My muscles clenched and then released as fireworks went off somewhere deep inside of me. The pleasure was unreal as it seemed to continue longer than usual, rolling over me in what felt like waves, one after another. I turned towards Aubrey and curled up on my side into the fetal position as the throbs of pleasure finally started to decrease in intensity. I didn't even realize how close I was to Aubrey as a result of rolling over or that I was still holding her hand as little aftershocks made my legs twitch and jump.

"Wow!" Aubrey whispered excitedly into my face. She had mimicked me by rolling on to her side towards me and was running her hand soothingly up and down my back. "That must have been a good one."

"Uh-huh," I mumbled and felt numb all over...but I wasn't numb enough that I didn't feel Aubrey's body against mine. We were practically touching from head to toe. I opened my eyes when Aubrey put her free arm around me. She rested her face right beside mine so that we were literally cheek to cheek. I became aware of the weight of her heavy breasts pressed right up against mine. I closed my eyes and put my free arm around her waist and just let myself linger in the warmth of her skin touching mine and her scent in my nose. She smelled wonderful.