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We sat in Yara's car in front of Brenda and Wendy's house. I was a bundle of nerves beyond measure. I hadn't even met any of these women before, and now I was facing the prospect of being naked in front of them, having sex with them, all before I even got to know them. I'd hooked up with women before, of course, but this was a whole other realm. Plus, there was the big question mark looming over having sex with Yara. Would it change our friendship? We'd always been open with each other about sex, had always gone into salacious detail about sexual encounters now and then, and had even not been shy in admitting that hearing those stories turned each other on. But that was just talk, and this was going to be real, actual sex with each other…and a bunch of other women.

I tried to breathe and not look freaked out, but Yara could tell I was sweating.

"Are you OK?" Yara said, putting her hand on my thigh just below the hemline of my dress.

"Yeah…" I lied. "I mean…I'm just…nervous."

"It's going to be fun. They're all really cool. And they'll like you right away," Yara said. "Plus, it's not like we're going to start fucking the moment we get in there. I told the girls it would be best if we took things slow for your sake, so we're going to just let things happen and give you the best introduction possible. Wendy even said she was making some sushi for all of us, and she's a damn good sushi chef," She patted my thigh, "so, hey, even if you don't love the sex, you can at least enjoy some of the finest sashimi you've ever had."

I laughed a little. First, I was going to get a meal from a top-flight chef…and then I was going to get to fuck that chef.

"It'll be great. And they'll be gentle with you."

I could feel her fingers moving up and down my thigh, so close to me. I had longed for this moment, but now I found myself completely paralyzed. "Touch me…just a little." I sighed.

"Really?"

"Yeah, don't…like, finger me or anything, just touch me over my panties, just to calm me down." I said, the words rapid and begging. It was a spur-of-the-moment thing, but since it was already going to happen tonight anyway, moving things forward with Yara didn’t seem like the leap it would have been for me even a few days ago.

After agreeing to do this, Yara and I had spent some time getting more intimate with each other. While Yara insisted that we save the big stuff for tonight, we had made out a little, touched each other’s tits, and rubbed each other through our clothes. Nothing more than first date stuff, but enough to let me dip my toe into the water to know what it would be like to be with Yara.

Yara nodded, moving her hand up and letting it disappear under my skirt. She was looking right into my eyes as she made her way up, and when her fingers brushed my pussy over my panties, I inhaled sharply, biting my lower lip. She was gentle but firm, and her eyes widened as she felt my warmth and wetness for the first time. Our friendship had been playful, and fun, and serious, but it had never been this. This was new intimacy, and my heart was racing as my best friend crossed the threshold with me.

"Damn, Vi, you're really excited…"

"Mmmm…" I nodded. "I'm really excited about tonight and being with you."

She leaned in and kissed me, our lips moving slowly but passionately together as she slipped her fingers inside my panties and grazed my clit. "Oops…I wasn't supposed to finger you, was I?"

I laughed with Yara's mouth pressed against mine and nodded, “Just do it a little…but seriously, don't make me come…I want that to be special tonight."

Yara smiled at me, her fingers moving down until they were grazing my wet entrance, her touch light as a feather but the effects like a wave of energy hitting my pussy. I moaned and wrapped my arms around her shoulders as she kissed my neck and pushed her finger into me, moving slowly but surely. "God…damn, you're wet."

"Thanks…" I said, not knowing the appropriate response to your best friend sliding her finger inside of you. She pushed in deep, her mouth on mine as we kissed. Her finger felt so good, moving inside of me just slow enough that I didn't feel the urge to orgasm. My heart was pounding, and I had goosebumps across my skin as she finger-fucked me. I loved the feeling of it, the pads of her fingers applying pressure, her short nails grazing my walls to provide a little contrast.

"Yara, oh fuck…oh my god…ohhhh…yes…" I was whispering into her ear as she brought me to the brink, her mouth pressed to my ear. "It feels so good…"

Suddenly, Yara pulled her hand back and kissed me on the cheek. "And…if we go for ten more seconds, you're going to come, so I'll stop right there."

I wanted to tell her to not stop, to put her hand back where it was, to get me off and make this moment as perfect as it could be, but I knew I'd regret if my first orgasm with Yara was in a cramped car with my panties pulled to the side. I wanted it to be nice, memorable, and uncomplicated.

I closed my eyes and took a breath, gathering myself before pulling my dress down and adjusting my panties back into their proper position. When I looked over and saw Yara licking her fingertips, the sight of it almost made me come right then and there.

"Oh…they are going to love you." Yara said, gleefully cleaning her fingers.