Masturbating Alongside My Best Friend Leads to an Incredible Orgasm

I looked over at Hailey and both her hands were nested between her legs. She had two fingers buried deep in her pussy as she simultaneously frigged her clit with her other hand to bring her that desperately needed relief.

I had just celebrated my eighteenth birthday and it was a time when I was unsure of my sexuality and searching for answers. I was not particularly popular with boys and rarely troubled by requests for dates. Everyone saw me as a geek who studied hard and actually enjoyed going to school.

I only had one serious boyfriend and our short relationship had ended just a few weeks before. He was the first and last guy to break my heart while at the same time doing his best to trash my reputation and enhance his own.

So instead of wasting time and emotional energy on members of the opposite sex, I spent most of my spare time with my girlfriends, at the beach, going to movies, playing video games, or just listening to music at home.

Hailey was a few months older than me and was like my big sister as well as being my best friend. She was shorter than me, with a gorgeous figure, long brown hair, soft brown eyes, and a beautiful smile. I had seen her naked more than once and was envious of her firm perky breasts, tiny waist, flat stomach, and round butt.

I, on the other hand, was taller and except for my long blonde hair and great legs, I could have easily been mistaken for a young boy. I had a flat chest, a small waist, and narrow hips, even my butt was small and tight.

Hailey and I were inseparable, sharing our experiences and supporting each other in good and bad times. We were always there for each other and tackled issues with teachers, parents, boyfriends, and puberty together. We shared many common interests and both enjoyed playing video games.

Now, despite her popularity, Hailey rarely dated and never seemed interested in a steady relationship with any of the guys looking for her attention so that summer, Hailey and I planned on going camping for a week of sunbathing and swimming, at the beach.

Packing everything we needed, we jumped in my father’s car, and set off on the four-hour drive to a not-so-popular beach, that we knew we can camp at. We picked out a spot almost on the beach, not too far from the nearest public place, but far enough so that no one would bother us.

We were set up in no time. We put up the tent, laid out our sleeping mats, unrolled our sleeping bags, and quickly made a couple of sandwiches. It was about ten by the time we finished eating and cleaned up when Hailey suggested a walk along the beach, before going to bed.

The beach was deserted so there was no one bothering us as we walked together along the beach, talking and laughing, splaying our way through the shallow water. By the time we had reached the end of the bay, where the sand gave way to the cliffs, we were both soaking.

As we turned to retrace our steps, Hailey looked at me and without a word took off her top revealing her beautiful round breasts, standing out firm and proud in the soft glow of the moonlight. She slipped off her shorts and panties in one action and stood before me naked, so stunningly beautiful that my heart skipped a beat or two.

She turned and smiled. I immediately understood her unspoken question, and in just seconds, we were both naked and our clothes discarded in a pile on the sand. Hailey took my hand and we ran into the water that rushed eagerly to greet our young bodies, surging up our legs and splashing over our bare sex, as we went deeper.

We went back to the beach refreshed and exhilarated, picked up our clothes, and without dressing, walked hand in hand back along the beach to our tent. We were both on a natural high and I was much more aroused than I would have expected by my first small taste of public nudity.

When we reached the tent, we helped each other shower away the salt from our skin. As I helped Hailey shower, pouring water on her naked body, I couldn’t stop staring at her wet body, gleaming in the moonlight.

I had often watched her discreetly when she showered at her house and had experienced the same sense of excitement but then it was always accompanied by a variety of conflicting thoughts and feelings that at the time I did not even begin to understand.

Sometimes, I would go home and rush to the privacy of my bedroom, where I would masturbate to relieve myself, always feeling guilty and often sobbing tears of shame and frustration into my pillow.

Hailey was a beautiful young girl, and I knew I was attracted to and sexually aroused by her. I wanted to touch her and yearned to take her in my arms, to hold her body against mine, to smell her sweet, female scent and taste her on my lips. Unlike all the times before, that night it felt natural and beautiful, so intoxicatingly wonderful that my head was spinning.

Confused, I pushed these thoughts aside, finished my shower, and went back to our tent where I lay awake for ages trying unsuccessfully to make sense of my feelings, before eventually falling asleep.

Sometime during the night, I was disturbed by a soft noise. It was indistinct, but loud enough to penetrate my consciousness and wake me up. I opened my eyes slowly. There it was again. A soft rustling and a low moan. My senses tried to focus on the sound as I attempted to locate the source, but my mind was still too fuzzy and foggy with sleep.

Again there was a moan, a little louder and deeper this time. It seemed to be coming from the other side of the tent where Hailey was sleeping. I turned my head and saw her softly illuminated by the full moon casting light over our tent. She was laying on her back on top of her sleeping bag. Her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open and she was gently biting her bottom lip.

She had taken off her top and was softly caressing her left breast. I watched fascinated as she cupped the perfectly formed mound and kneaded it gently. Slowly and deliberately, she brought her fingers to her mouth. Sliding two fingers between her moist lips, she sucked them gently, thoroughly coating them with saliva then her hand went back to her breast and she traced small circles around her areola with her wet fingertips. Her nipple responded immediately and she rolled it between her thumb and forefinger, pinching and pulling, coaxing it to a point that stood out hard and proud from her breast. She moaned again.

Reluctantly, I dragged my eyes away from her beautiful breasts and the sight of the exquisite torture she was inflicting on her aching nipple. My gaze traveled down across her flat stomach to the area between her hips. Her right wrist lay across her hip and disappeared inside the waistband of her panties.

Beneath the delicate fabric, I could see the outline of her hand moving as she masturbated, stroking her pussy with long, slow, deliberate strokes. I imagined her fingers sliding across her moist labia, a fingertip occasionally dipping in her hot, wet slit.

As I watched, the pattern her hand made beneath her panties changed as she traced small circles around her clitoris, teasing it and coaxing it hard and erect. I could hear her breathing, now fast and shallow, each breath accompanied by a low moan coming from deep inside her throat.

I was aware that my nipples had become hard points pressing against the fabric of my top and I could feel myself getting moist from my own arousal, conscious of a small but spreading wet patch on the front of my panties.

Hailey moaned again, quite loudly this time. The pattern of movement beneath her panties changed, indicating that she needed more than just pleasurable teasing and gentle stimulation. She was rubbing herself with short fast strokes, side to side across her clit, perhaps impatient to achieve her climax.

My hand was inside my own panties, my fingers sliding across my smooth, bald, wet pussy lips, starting at the top, then sliding the full length to the bottom and back again. I repeated the journey over and over again, tracing the very familiar path with skill and familiarity developed from many hours of delightful solo stimulation.

As my hand traveled up the length of my slit, I slid one finger between my pussy lips, gently running it along my slit, just inside my silky labia. I raised my hips, delighted by the sensations it caused deep in my pussy.

Hailey’s breathing quickened, matching the increased speed and urgency of her fingers on her clit. She was moaning almost continuously now and I could see that she was rapidly approaching her orgasm.

My own pussy was sopping and I eased down my panties with my free hand, pushing them to my knees. Impatiently, I tugged them down to my feet and kicked them off. Unrestrained, my fingers were better able to continue their task, taking me closer to an orgasm of my own.

I looked over at Hailey. She had taken off her panties and both hands were between her legs. She had two fingers buried deep in her pussy as she simultaneously frigged her clit with her other hand to bring what was obviously now desperately needed relief.

I quickly grasped the hem of my top and in one quick movement, took it off and cast it aside. My aching nipples responded immediately to the cool air and I grinned as I remembered my ex-boyfriend’s comments about me being as flat as a board. He might have been right, but if only he had understood and taken the time to find out just how sensitive my breasts and nipples were, he would have been rewarded with pleasure beyond his wildest dreams.

My thoughts were interrupted by the noises coming from Hailey’s side of the tent. I looked over and saw her body rigid and shaking as she drove herself relentlessly toward her orgasm. Her back was arched, her hips pushed forward, legs spread with the only points of contact between her and her sleeping bag being her heels and her shoulders.

Transfixed, I watched the wonderful sight of my beautiful friend on the verge of orgasm, her arousal and passion driving my desire to heights I had never experienced before. Suddenly, her left hand flew up to her mouth, trying in vain to stifle the sound of her moaning. Her head rolled, her eyes fluttered open and she looked up, our eyes meeting as she surrendered and was overwhelmed by a massive orgasm that seemed to engulf her whole being.

She smiled. No words were needed, and no explanation was necessary. In those few seconds, our souls were as one and we experienced the joy of shared intimacy and pleasure. I turned away and closed my eyes, not because I didn’t want to watch her anymore, but because my own urgent needs were demanding my full attention.

My arousal was fast approaching a peak. I was close to orgasm and needed to concentrate on satisfying my voracious, hungry cunt. I worked two fingers deep into my wet pussy while with my other hand, I rubbed my clit. I was already on the verge of orgasm, needing just a little more to push me over the edge.

As I fucked myself, I sensed movement nearby. I opened my eyes and Hailey was kneeling by my side, watching me. I was not ashamed or embarrassed by her presence. It was exactly the opposite. I wanted her to watch me. I was excited and proud, naked, my back arched with my legs spread and my sex open for her. I wanted to share this beautiful moment with my best friend, just as she shared her moment with me, moments earlier. I simply wanted her.

She leaned forward, bringing her soft lips close to my ear. I could feel her sweet, warm breath tenderly caress my cheek.

“You look so beautiful! Cum for me, sweetie,” she whispered.

As if I was receiving her permission, her beautiful words were exactly what I needed and they pushed me over the edge, releasing an incredible orgasm that reached the core of my being, draining me and leaving me spent and exhausted.

While I was laying there trembling, trying to regain my breath and bring my pounding heart back under control, Hailey reached down, took my hand in hers, raised it to her soft, sweet lips, and tenderly sucked my fingers clean, tasting my juices. I smiled, incapable of anything else.

Basking in the glow of a wonderful orgasm, I realized that it was the first time anyone, other than my parents, had ever called me beautiful. With those few words, Hailey had allowed me a glimpse of myself as a beautiful, sexy, sensuous, and desirable woman who was just beginning to discover and understand her sexuality.

Cradled in her tender and understanding arms, with my head resting on her lap where I inhaled her intoxicating scent and the delicate aroma of her recent orgasm, I felt safe, satisfied, and very happy.

My last thoughts, as sleep overcame me, were of future me, embracing the newfound confidence and I knew Hailey would be a part of my future.

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