(my special thanks to Julia Vargas for finding this one which I wrote back in my Rino days, but had thought I lost)
Lily didn’t know for sure when the obsession took root in her mind. All she knew was that one day she was chatting with her neighbor Susan and it just sort of implanted itself in the darker regions of her subconscious.
Lily and Susan were both pushing 40, both stay-at-home moms with a couple of kids each. Lily was a pretty redhead, about 5 foot nine, well-built with wide hips and firm D cup breasts that thankfully were high on her chest and didn’t show much of a sag. Susan was dark-haired, slender, but she also had a pair of breasts that would stand up to the competition. And for some reason, competition was on Lily’s mind.
They chatted over their morning coffee. It was 9:30 in the morning, and they made casual conversation as they had done a couple of thousand times previously. Their kids were in school and they had the day to themselves. Susan was wearing a t-shirt with deep vee neckline, and nicely tailored jeans. Lily was wearing shorts and a button-top blouse with the top two buttons undone. Lily noticed that whenever Susan leaned forward, her eyes were drawn toward the cleavage visible. The tops of Susan’s breasts bulged a bit under her plain white bra.
She felt an urge. She undid another button on her blouse. Now when she leaned forward, her cleavage was also on display, and the tops of her breasts were evident along with the lemon-yellow edge of her bra.
What would it be like to press my breasts against hers? Lily thought. And she was shocked at the sudden thought. She shook her head a little, and brought her mind back to the conversation. Susan was talking about a new teacher at the school. Lily nodded her head, smiling.
What the hell brought that on? Lily knew that she was straight. She’d never had a sexual thought about a woman before, and certainly not about her best friend! But the idea was putting hooks in her.
Would they be as firm as mine? What would her nipples feel like? Would it hurt if we hugged each other hard and pressed them together? Would I moan?
Lily was startled out of her reverie. Susan had stopped talking about the school teacher, and she was talking about this new dress she got.
“So, I found this little black number, you know, the classic little black dress. Spaghetti straps, fits like a second skin. I tried it on for Gerald last night. He loved it. I wasn’t wearing a bra under it, and he got very excited, if you know what I mean.” Susan grinned, remembering the sexy occasion.
Lily smiled back, “Ooohh, how nice! That’s great – I have something similar, but I haven’t worn it in forever. I think the last time was Joe’s company New Year’s party, three years ago.”
Susan said, “Oh, I remember you showing it to me. I knew when I saw you in it, I’d have to get something like it.”
Lily had a thought. “You know, you need to show that dress to me, Susan. And I have an urge to try mine on again, just see how it fits. You wanna do a little fashion show?”
Susan said, “Hey, I like that. You want to get yours out and come over to my place?”
“You bet.”
As Lily went back to her closet, one thought was on her mind. How would it feel to go breast-to-breast with Susan while we wore those dresses? As she retrieved the dress, she remembered that she and Susan had seen each other casually naked from time to time, usually in the context of the families going swimming. She remembered Susan’s body, her firm breasts with dark thick nipples, and she shivered.
Soon they were both in Susan’s bedroom in her house. Susan wasn’t particularly shy. She stripped off her t-shirt and unhooked her bra, dropping it on the bed. She rubbed her breasts, smiling, and said, “It feels good to have the girls free.” She unsnapped her jeans and pushed them down past her hips.
Lily watched for a second, then unbuttoned her blouse, shrugged it off, and unhooked her bra. She dropped it on the bed as well. The light in the bedroom was a bit dim, but she could see clearly. She slipped her shorts off, and kicked them aside.
Susan slipped the dress of the hanger, and held it over her head. She wriggled into it, shoving it down past her hips. It was a couple of inches short of her knees. She slid the narrow straps over her shoulders, and encased her naked breasts in the bodice.
Lily, naked except for brief yellow panties, did the same. Both dresses had an extremely deep vee that exposed the insides of their breasts. The material was so thin that their nipples were quite evident, poking the thin soft material.
After they were both dressed (and both barefoot), they looked at each other. Lily said, “Oh, babe, that’s hot looking. I can see why Gerald went after you. I know when I wear this one, it’s like Viagra for Joe.”
Susan came forward, slinking in her walk. “Yeah, we both look pretty damn hot, don’t we?” She stopped when she was a couple of feet in front of Lily.
Lily looked at her long-time friend. It’s now or never, she thought.
“Susan….” She began.
Lily looked at her, “Yeah, babe?”
“Oooh…fuck….you’re gonna think I’m some kind of pervert….”
Susan laughed. Her breasts jiggled a bit under the sexy black dress. “Hon, that ship sailed a long time ago. Tell me. What’s on your mind.”
“Weeellll….I don’t know what put the idea in my head….but I got the strangest feeling. I – I wanted to know ….I wanted to know what it would feel like…”
“Huh? What would what feel like?” She smiled.
“What it would feel like to push our breasts together! There. I said it….but I can’t believe I said it.” Lily blushed. She felt her face burn with embarrassment.
Susan’s eyes opened a bit wider. “Oh, my.” She paused for a second, but she didn’t move. Lily raised her eyes to her friend’s.
Susan smiled. “Well,” she said, “Let’s find out.”
Lily’s heart started beating harder. She moved forward as Susan did. Their breasts were separated by an inch when they stopped. They looked at each other again, then Susan made the final move, and their breasts were touching.
Lily gasped. The moment of contact was breathtaking. She felt the weight and pressure of Susan’s breasts on hers. She felt her own breasts push back. Their nipples under the thin silken material of the dress became erect.
Without preamble, both women suddenly threw their arms around each other and embraced tightly. They inhaled each other’s warm breath and their breasts were compressed with delicious pressure.
Lily moaned, and rubbed her breasts from side to side on top of Susan’s. Susan made mewling sounds. They hugged each other tighter, and their breasts flattened under the unrelenting pressure. Their nipples rubbed together, the material of the dresses making skritching noises. Their large breasts bulged out the sides of dress.
“Ohhhh, Lily, that feels so fucking hot! Rub your breasts on mine….Crush them!”
“Oh, fuck yes!” Lily moaned, and they ground their breasts together, side to side and up and down. They pulled back a little, and them crushed them together again. They felt their breasts ache in sweet welcome pain.
The grinding embrace had pushed the neckline’s apart and suddenly both women’s breasts were free from the cloth. They pulled down each other’s thin straps, pushing the dresses down until they bunched at their waists. They threw themselves at each other again, their naked breasts in flattening mushrooming contact.
Susan moaned, “Oh, it hurts, but it feels good…..oh, fight me with your tits!’
Lily cried out, “Oh, yes….crush me, bitch!”
They bearhugged tightly, tottering on their feet, relishing the pain and pleasure of their breast battle. Their stiff nipples raked along the tops and bottoms of their breasts as they rubbed to and fro.
Lily fought for balance, but she slipped and fell back against the bed, with Susan landing on top of her. Undeterred by the change to the horizontal, they continued their breastfight upon the bed.
“Ohhhh…..I’m getting wet, Susan….”
“Oh, fuck yesss…I’m soaked….”
The two women’s bodies were joined as one now, their naked breasts continuing to slip and slide and rub, sweet sexual combat. It was inevitable. As their mouths found themselves glued together, tongues joined in their own wrestling match, Lily keened her orgasm, feeling her pussy issue a fresh stream of girlcum. Susan’s hips thrashed as she came in turn, wet and hot and screaming.
After an eternity, Susan rolled off Lily. Their breasts were red and swollen. They joined hands and turned to look at each other. The world had changed.
