When I was fifteen my parents rented a cabin up at this wilderness lake. I thought it was the most boring place. It was away from everything and all of my friends for a whole month. The lake water was cold. If I went out in a bikini I could see these older men who went there to spend their time drinking beer and fishing oogling me, and there were no guys around who were my age. After being there for a few days I met Brandi, a girl who was my age, and pretty much feeling the same way that I did about my parents dragging me here.
We had a lot in common. Both of us were kind of tall, on the thin side, small titted, kind of shy. Naturally, we were sort of drawn to each other. I know that neither of us had any lesbian desires. But with no boys around, I guess we were able to focus on just being girls and we were able to enjoy the feminine chemistry of friendship between us. Pretty much to find that beautiful and appealing in a way that neither us might have otherwise.
To get away from the oogling old men, Brandi and I started heading down toward the less used far end of the lake, where it was private up in the trees. We would spend out time talking and just enjoying each others company. It was kind of interesting really, because we really didn’t know each other, and it was not like we were old friends. The fact that we weren’t, in a way made our friendship new and exciting. I guess feeling kind of uninhibited when it came to having these affectionate feelings, and liking the sense of daring that came with not being all disguised about liking that. It was on the third day after we met when we both became aware of these warm, sort of romantic feelings and were mutually intrigued is the only way to describe it by the fact that they were girl feelings. It took us another two days before we were brave enough to let them show, and we sort of started flirting with each other, or at least with the idea that they were teasingly homosexual.
One morning we were both feeling in this silly mood, and feeling totally careless, we did tis kiss. It was the first time that either of us had kissed another girl. Instead of being shocked, we both thought it was great. That was how it got started. Looking back, although without seeing it that way at the time, I guess this was when we decided to see what it would be like to have an affair. Our parents were happy that we were friends and didn’t think anything of it, and we would go off and spend all of our time together. After that kiss, that reved up our passion quite a bit. We started sharing more kisses, and it didn’t take long before we found a very seclude spot and were taking our tops off and fondling each others tits and kissing each others nipples. Our bikini bottoms soon followed, and we were masturbating one another to these intense and unbelievably exciting oragms, and we started performing oral sex on one another.
For the rest of that month Brandi and I became the best lovers. I think at one point my mom might have suspected that there was a little something going on between the two of us. But if she really ever did, she didn’t say anything. Maybe figuring that she preferred my being sexual with another girl at the point instead of with a boy. I don’t know. Some day I would like to ask her, but I doubt if I ever will. If she didn’t know or at least suspect, then she would probably be shocked. Still, in the end, I did not become a lesbian, nor did it even make me especially bisexual. Although I did enjoy some casual and convenient sex with another girl while at college. I do, however, think back on the summer and remember how sweet it was to be in the arms of another girl.
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