We began partying a couple of times a month and it got more intimate each week. Carol and I talked about it. We both enjoyed the attention we were get...ing from the guys, so by the third month were not only masturbating ourselves but also each other.Now I know how lame this might sound but we both enjoyed being satisfied by the guys. In a short time, it became like a game as Carol and I were like objects of their attention.The sensations they administered to our bodies were the most arousing. “Can’t a guy and a girl just be friends without it having to be some big weird, sexual or romantic thing?”“Sure they can,” Samantha nodded. “Not you, though. Definitely not. You’ve got it bad.”“There’s a billion reasons why I’m not in love with Brian, though,” Emily lied. “I don’t go all ga-ga when I’m around him. It’s not like I can’t take my eyes off him or anything. I don’t fantasize about him, or think of him in that sorta way, that’d be fuckin’ weird. He’s my friend. I think I know what. Without saying a word, she began to rub her toes on Lynn’sforehead, then pushed her big toe softly on Lynn’s eyes, first theleft one and then the right one making her eye makeup streak somewhat. Herfoot moved down until she rubbed first Lynn’s right cheek, then herleft cheek. Everywhere her foot went it left wet traces of Lynn’s salviauntil her face was soaked with her own spit. All the while Lynn didn’tmove an inch. She felt as though she was floating somewhere. The feel ofthe bare wet foot. Mom stripped off her clothes and ordered Dad to strip, too. And that’s how we spent the rest of the evening. Dinner was just so great! We’re a family now. Never in my life have I felt so good.“But you’ll never believe what came after! Jeff and I went to his room, but the parents followed us in. That didn’t work too well, so we went to Mom’s room where there’s a king-sized bed. Anyway, would you believe it? I supervised while Dad made love to Mom for the very first time. Can you believe it? I.