We always talk about sex. Not with each other, but just random sex acts. While in one of our typical conversations, I decide to go all in and throw it...out there and asked her "do you still think about strap-on sex?" she said "well...not really. why are you interested?" I told her that yes I was, and that actually I was immediately turned on by what she had told me a few years prior. She seemed turned on herself, but with our history (I've had a crush on her since 8th grade, and she finds me. She was looking into my eyes when her head tilted slightly as she leaned closer and kissed me.My eyes opened wide for a moment as her lips pressed against mine. I didn't move, couldn't move and, truthfully, I didn't want to move.I felt an electric surge run through my body from my head to my toes and everywhere in between. My nipples pulsed like they wanted to burst through my bra and my panties were becoming wetter by the second. Kelly pulled away, and still looking into my eyes she said,. I reached my hands up and untied the bow at the back of her dress, and we separated so the dress could fall to the floor. I looked at what had to be the most perfect breasts I’d ever seen, with large, stiff nipples pointing straight at me. I looked in her eyes and she pressed her body against me again and we kissed, our lips and tongues and teeth all working together in a display of wanton lust. She jerked on the towel and it came loose and fell to the floor. “I’ve wanted you to fuck me. Let's stay for another moment." Jack replied just as quietly. Sarah nodded and turned to watch the other couple. As she did, the man sat up and kissed the woman on the lips and lay back down again. After a moment she sat up, whispered something to him and then threw her leg over him. Sarah smiled to herself."I'm glad we stayed now." she whispered. Jack looked at her and smiled before turning back to the action. The woman had reached in between her and the man and was now straddling him. She was.