We walked into Yolanda's bedroom hand-in-hand: my brother, my sexy best friend and me. I couldn't believe what was about to happen.
"Guys," I said uncertainly. "I'm getting cold feet."
"Come on, baby," Yolanda assured me. "You'll be great."
"Yes," Jack agreed. "Besides, what's the harm? In Iraq I faced enemy bullets and road-side bombs. You get to go down on a beautiful girl."
"Gracias, Jack," Yolanda replied with a smile. "Here we go, Amy," she said as she sat on the bed. She pulled me onto the bed as well. Jack sat over to the side.
"Honey?" Yolanda asked me. "I'm going to lay back. Is that Okay?"
I nodded. Yolanda stretched out on her back. There before me was a beautiful creature. Her lithe form was covered in gorgeous, mocha-colored skin. Her lovely face had striking Latina features made all the more remarkable by Yolanda's radiant smile.
Although I had never considered myself sexually attracted to women, I was overwhelmed by the sight of the stunning nymph before me. My senses were popping.
I decided then and there that I would do it. I had always loved Yolanda as a friend. Now I had the chance to love her in another way. My vagina became moist at the thought.
I didn't say a word. Instead, I extended my hands and began to massage her thighs.
Yolanda's skin was warm and smooth. I worked my way up her body, bypassing her modest pubic patch which had been groomed into a neat, little triangle.
As I bent over her, my hands continued up Yolanda's torso. I circled around her small, pert breasts. I then moved my hands back down and began rubbing her pretty boobies, all the while manipulating her dark nipples. Yolanda let out a small sigh.
I bent over even further and began to tongue my friend's hard nipples. I worked the right breast and then the left, flicking the flat surface of my tongue back and forth. I looked up and grinned at Yolanda. Her eyes were half-closed, and she was also smiling. I then bent down and began to suck on her erect left nipple.
I liked sucking Yolanda's tits a lot more than I thought I would. There was a tactile pleasure involved that defies description. Mother Nature (or whoever the Great Creator is) knew what she was doing. A woman's breast is perfectly designed. If your mouth is close to the nipple, you can't help but suckle it. I found myself spending a long time around Yolanda's boobs. I loved every second of it. I think she did too.
After some time, I remembered the main event. I began kissing my way down Yolanda's flat belly toward her pretty crotch. When I arrived at her pubic area, I kissed all around her bathing suit zone. I then continued on to her thighs.
I kissed all the way down Yoli's killer legs. I recall seeing drivers almost lose control of their vehicles on days when Yolanda walked down the street in a mini-skirt. Her long legs are a real treat. I enjoyed their silky smoothness. "Thanks for shaving today, sweetie," I said to her.
"De nada," she replied. "I was hoping you would notice."
I gently grasped her perfect calves and parted her legs. I moved between them, and had my first look at her vagina. It was lovely.
Although she had maintained a tuft of hair on her pubis, her vulva was entirely hair-free. Her labia were dark and prominent. I was VERY turned on.
