The orgasmic contractions that causes the "gushing" (for lack of a better word), feels superb...but it is also "VERY" embarrassing to get that wet while having sex with someone. It even happens when I masturbate.
Debra was straight. If fact, when the roomers started going around that my friend Amber and I were lovers, she made a special point of reminding me that she is, was and always will be...straight. She did not leave any room for doubt.
But she did not let the roomers about my questionable sexual choices, effect our friendship. In the homophobic atmosphere of our high school, I'm grateful that Debra and I, are still friends.
By the time we made it to the campsite, we were all covered with sweat. The campsite was on the shore of a crystal clear mountain lake.
Debra and I had our own tiny two-person tent. Her Mom and Dad had their own tent. We all went to work making the campsite habitable and putting-up our tents. We had a full size air mattress, a couple of blankets and pillows. It was to hot for sleeping bags.
After her Dad cooked dinner on his portable gas stove, Debra and I, used his stove to heat-up some lake water so that we could take a birdbath.
Once in our tent, we stripped off our clothes and underwear. Then began washing the sweat off of our bodies with hot water and soap.
I could not take my eyes off of Debra's beautiful body. She had soft dark blonde pubic hairs. She had a full bush between her strong thighs. As she squats over the small wash tub, I could see her dark, pink pussy lips hanging beneath her.
The sight of her long, puffy labia took my breath away. I felt the deep stirrings of arousal as I watched her soapy washcloth glide over her pussy lips.
Her pink nipples were erect. I could smell the earthy scent of her body, mixed with the light fragrance of her soap as we washed as much of our bodies as we could.
I had planned on sleeping in my panties and t-shirt. But when I saw that Debra had gotten under the blanket while still completely naked, I decided to sleep nude too.
As I got under the blanket with her, I felt an erotic wave of lust course through me. I knew without looking that my pussy lips were swelling with sexual desire. I felt my clitoris beginning to come alive with a deep sexual longing.
We laid under the covers and started talking. Debra started telling me about her latest boyfriend and how long he could do-it without coming. She described how they had sex in very, graphic details...right down how her vagina felt as she orgasmed during intercourse with him.
The conversation was getting us both hot! It was dark in the tent so we lit a small candle. It gave us just enough light to see each other.
I could feel Debra moving around beside me. We were both under the same blanket. The more she talked about sex, the hotter I became. I could feel myself getting really wet between my legs.
Then she started talking about how it felt when he sucked her clitoris into his mouth and how wonderful his tongue felt as it danced on her clit.
I was beginning to sweat from arousal. I was lying on my belly, trying not to hump myself against the air mattress. I was so wet that I could smell my sex. And if I could smell my wetness...so could she.
I rolled over on my back and let my right hand slide between my legs. I was dripping wet! The insides of my thighs were coated with the hot oil that was seeping from deep within my vagina.
My poor clitoris was begging to be touched. I let my legs drift further apart. As I did, I felt Debra thigh against mine.
Debra started talking about how her boyfriend sucked her nipples while she was on top, fucking him. And how electrifying it was to pound herself, up and down, on his hard cock.
As she talked, I let my fingers rub my engorged clitoris. I moaned as I touch myself.