Clare and Hannah had been the best of friends since they first met on the first day of high school. Clare was slim, athletic and the object of desire for most of the boys with her long blond hair, pert little tits and a butt to die for. Hannah was almost identical but her brunette naturally curly long hair and slightly darker skin gave her the air of a southern European origin.

They were nearing the end of their final year before exams and revision was top of the list. Not living that far from each other ensured that they studied together as well as had sleepovers in each other’s houses, borrowed each other’s clothes, and were more like sisters than just friends. Neither of them could be bothered with boys at this important time, and whilst they had both had boyfriends they were both virgins and had never done anything more than kissed and had their boobs felt.

One wet summer afternoon they had both arrived at Hannah’s house to find it empty, both were wet from the rain and like any normal day they headed upstairs to Hannah’s room to get dried off. Clare finished towelling off her hair to find that Hannah had already lost her wet blouse and stood in front of her wardrobe in just her short school skirt and bra looking for something to wear.

Clare unbuttoned her own blouse and walked over to the wardrobe next to Hannah. “What are you wearing to the party on Saturday night?” she asked Hannah.

“Hmm, tough one that, I was thinking of the short blue dress, how about you?”

“Well I was wondering if I could borrow your short red one?” asked Clare.

Hannah reached past Clare to find the red dress and as she turned to face Clare her left breast touched and moved against Clare’s. Instinctively they both pulled away but Hannah couldn’t help feeling a flash of excitement and as Clare glanced down she caught a glimpse of Hannah’s nipples hardening through her bra. Immediately Clare herself started to feel a little bit aroused.

During the times they had got dressed together for nights out Clare had sometimes found herself admiring her friend’s body but had quickly dismissed the thoughts; what she didn’t know was that Hannah had found herself doing the same. Clare could feel that Hannah was looking at her and at her body and couldn’t help but feel more excited, which Hannah spotted as Clare’s nipples too started to harden beneath her wet blouse and bra.

Without a word Hannah moved towards Clare and began to pull her blouse wider open, moving her hands upwards towards her now very hard nipples. Claire caught her breath quickly and met Hannah’s eyes with her own, and as she slowly moved forward the anticipation gathered within her, as their lips met they both felt a rush of arousal and Clare was surprised to feel that her knickers were a little wet.

Hannah too felt herself getting wet and as their tongues started to intertwine she pulled Clare closer and slowly started to move her hands over her friend. Clare’s breasts were a little bigger than hers and she wanted to experience them properly and slid her hands behind Clare’s back to deftly undo her white bra. Meanwhile Clare moved her hands down further and began caressing Hannah’s fantastic butt, just gentle little strokes followed by real gropes from the bottom of the cheeks to the top, just enough to feel the top of her thong disappearing between the cheeks.

By now they were both breathing fairly heavily and Clare could