One of my ex-girlfriends had a wonderful pair of large breasts. Beautiful creamy white orbs, capped with bubble gum pink nipples that were perfect for nibbling on, and I fucking loved them.
She happened to have a best friend back in her home town that she talked to - and about - constantly. Up until a year into our relationship, I only knew her friend from her stories, her Myspace page, and the photos my ex showed me when they vacationed in Vegas just before we met. She was very attractive - brunette (whereas my ex is a blonde..), bright blue eyes (like my ex…), and boobs that appeared to be at least a full cup larger than my ex’s.
During a night of sushi and drinking, my ex revealed to me - totally out of the blue - that she has fantasized about having sex with her best friend, and has had that fantasy for some time. She had long ago confessed to masturbating to lesbian porn on occasion, and had never really thought of herself as “bi” until a her confession to me. She asked if I thought she was weird, and I replied, “Are you friggin’ kidding me? That’s beautiful.”
I really don’t think she understood that I was hoping to witness the event - if it ever ended up happening at all.
I did meet her friend a few months later, and I couldn’t keep my eyes and thoughts off of her breasts. I never saw those tits bare, but I did see them in a swimsuit, hard nipples and all.
Three years after breaking up, and I still masturbate thinking about what it would look like if my ex actually had her deepest fantasy fulfilled.