I was in my junior year in high school when I had my first sexual encounter. I have been happily married for over 25 years and had a number of boy friends prior to getting married but no other experience in my life compares to this one, my first experience with sex (other than self induced). I had known Karen since she moved here s ago but we were not close. She was in-fact very popular with all of my classmates so I was very surprised when she approached me and ask me if I wanted to hang out at her house for the weekend. The following Friday after school we walked home to her house and I brought with me an extra back-pack with clothes and essentials having cleared the stay-over with my parents. As I had a reputation as a good girl, good grades, no car dates, etc., my parents had no reason to be concerned about spending the week-end at a friends. We stayed up late the Friday night and did all of the usual girl stuff. The same was true for Saturday. We ate the wrong things for breakfast, swam in the pool, watched TV and called our other friends. I was getting to know Karen and having a great time but sensed that something was troubling her. After dinner that evening she started to say something to me but stopped herself. I pulled my chair close to hers, took her hands and asked her what was wrong. Her eyes began to tear and she told me the news she didn’t know how to share with anyone. Her father was being transfered and their trip was to search for housing 2,000 miles away. She would finish up the next two weeks and then would be gone. She then confided that she had always wanted to be my friend but never knew how to approach me. I was schocked to think that my friendship would be so important to this girl I hardly knew. She then said that she wanted to ask me a favor but would understand if I declined. I couldn’t think of anything of importance that I could do for her but in the emotional state I found myself in I told her that I would do anything she needed of me. She, like me, of the “good girls”. She went to dances, had lots of friends but was anything but wild. She told me that she wanted to break-out and do something different but she confided that she wasn’t even sure what that meant. She then explained that she had always wanted to include me in her circle of friends and decided that if she didn’t do it now it would never happen. We both sat there for a moment, trying to figure out how two squares were going to become wild and free when I heard myself saying, “how about fixing me a drink?” At first Karen started to say that she isn’t allowed to have alcohol but stopped herself and instead asked, “what do you feel like?” Five minutes later we were in the kitchen making screwdrivers. After guzzling our first glass we poured another and Karen suggested a swim. I started for the bathroom where I had hung my suit to dry when she called out, “where are you going?” I replied that I was going to change into my two-piece and she queried, “have you every gone skinny dipping?” I responded by asking here the same question and at the same time we realized that neither of us would have ever considered doing such a thing, which was reason alone to try it. Tenatively I began to remove my shorts and top. Karen watched with eyes wide open as I then slipped out of my bra. I turned my back to her to remove my underware and turned around again to find her naked and holding our drinks. Feeling now slightly drunk and our new-found freedom we headed out to the pool. Swimming in the nude was an exciting new experience for me, one I still enjoy to this day with my husband. From the pool we went to the hot tub where we finished off our screwdriver. After 20 minutes of soaking in the hot water Karen came up with our next adventure. She had heard her mother scolding her father for a tape he had hidden in his underware drawer. She had quessed that is was an adult videotape and now decided we should watch it. She was surprised and delighted to see that it was in still in her dad’s drawer and a few minutes later we were wrapped in beach towels, setting on the couch in her livingroom and prepared to watch our first porno. Our mouths were open for most of the first twenty minutes of the tape as the usual hump scene repeated itself. While we were both shocked to see a couple, fully exposed, having sex, it had not prepared us for the encounter on the tape. The wife of the husband in the first scene who was busy with his bosses wife, had come across this encounter and set out to have her own, only to our surprise she approached another woman at the party. For the next fifteen minutes our pulses raced even faster as we witnessed our first lesbian encounter. Catching our breath after this part of the tape ended, Karen stopped the tape and I could see another idea forming in her head. She stared into my eyes for a few minutes and asked me whether I had ever thought of kissing another girl. I could honestly say that the thought never occured to me and this revelation caused her to frown. I then surprised both of us by reminding her that she would be leaving in two weeks and if we were going to ever have a chance to do this it was now. She raised herself slowly off of the couch, dropped her wet towel and took my hand. I too let my towel drop as she lead me to her parents bedroom. It seemed that we had been lovers for many years as we crawed into the large bed and began to fondle each other with abandon. Her lips found mine and we stayed locked in this position for what seemed like an hour. She then broke from the kiss and said, “if we’re going to do this, lets do it right.” She then laid me on my back and began kissing her way down my body. Until this moment I had never let a boy so much as touch my breasts from the outside of my clothes and now another girl was sucking my nipples and driving me crazy. We had both just learned how another woman gives oral pleasure and s later I feld her breath on my vagina. My orgasim was immediate and lasted for several glorious minutes. With my head still swimming from the booze and my first sexual encounter I could barely hold my head up. While I expected that I would now be called upon for some type of performance, instead Karen held me in her arms and we drifted into sleep.
The following morning we awoke and spent the entire day as lesbian lovers as if we had done this our entire lives. We never dressed, swam and frolicked outside in the nude and kissed at every opportunity. Thoughout that Sunday we took turns pleasuring each other. Our hand and mouths explored each others bodies finding new ways to delight each other throughout the day. On Sunday afternoon I walked home and two weeks later said goodbye to Karen. We never spoke of our encounter but I still cherish this weekend to this day.
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