My [f]irst time with my hot [f]riend: Part 1 | 2016

I have always considered myself bi-curious. I’ve just always thought there was something sexy about touching another girl. Anyways, I met this girl, we’ll call her Anna, in the ninth grade and she told me she was bi. She’d always say inappropriate things to me, like how I was hot, and how if I liked girls she would want to kiss me. At this point I hadn’t been with any guys or girls, so I was confused when I started to get more and more excited by her comments. We never did anything, although I always secretly wanted to make out with her. I had never been with anyone (sexually or romantically), and we were really good friends, so I started to get a little crush on her and we ended up “dating” for a while. Anyways, my mom found out about Anna and I and freaked, and she ended up sending me to a different school for tenth grade (not entirely because of this but it was a major factor).

When I started at my new school, I was happy to get away from all of the gossip from my old school about how I had dated a girl and all. Well, it turns out a lot of people at my new school had heard about my night grade “phase.” There was a girl; we’ll call her Callie, who was in my grade. She was short, skinny, pale, and had A-cup breasts. Anyways, much like Anna, I became friends with Callie and she began to make inappropriate comments to me. She would text me throughout the day at school about how she was wet, or how she wanted me to wear a skirt to school so she could lick my pussy. She was just like super inappropriate and I didn’t know what to do, but it made me SO horny knowing she wanted me. Nothing ever ended up happening in the tenth grade, but the next year we ended up having a class together (;

So in eleventh grade Callie and I ended up in English class together. We never were really that good of friends, but were good enough friends that we sat near each other in class and would talk every once in awhile, not about anything important, and not really about anything sexual anymore. One day we decided we wanted to do something outside of school. I can’t remember now if we had planned on hooking up, but I invited Callie to spend the night at my house one weekend. I knew my parents were going out to some dinner with friends, and that they would get home late. Callie and I rode the bus home from school to my house. My heart was pounding the entire way home and I was so nervous/excited about what could possibly happen that night.

When we got to my house we just hung out and watched movies and talked until my parents left for their dinner. When they left, we decided that we’d raid the liquor cabinet. I figured if we end up doing something drinking would take the edge off. We had a few drinks and then we went back upstairs to my room. We both knew what was going to happen. My heart was beating a million miles per minute and I was so turned on by just the thought of kissing her soft lips and small perky breasts.

We got into my room and I swung the door open as Callie laid down on the bed. I didn’t turn the light on as we entered the room, I just wanted to push her down on the bed and have all of her. As we laid next to each other, we began to kiss. Softly at first, and then we began to move our tongues into each other’s mouths, getting more and more passionate as we kissed. I began to move my hands up her shirt and onto her chest. As I unsnapped her bra she took off her shirt. She was now on top of me, topless, looking so sexy I didn’t even know what to do. I could tell she was nervous too. Even though she talked dirty to me before, she told me later that I was the first girl she ever really hooked up with.

I flipped her onto her back and got on top of her and took my shirt and bra. I’m the opposite of Callie. I’m tall, skinny, tan, have brown hair and am a D-cup. We kept making out as Callie slipped off her shorts and I did the same. We were now both in nothing but underwear. I began to kiss her neck, and put my hands over her bare chest. This sent a shock through my body, I felt like I might die from excitement. I kept kissing her neck and slowly began moving my lips down to her nipples. I began gently kissing and sucking her nipples and she let out a quiet moan. I wanted her so badly. I had a million thoughts going on in my mind: What does this mean? Does this mean that I’m gay? I decided that whatever it meant, it was fucking hot and I didn’t want to stop.

As I kissed her neck, and nipples I began to rub my hand over her pussy. She was wearing cute pink polka dot panties, and I loved seeing the way her little ass filled them out perfectly. As I rubbed my hand over her pussy she began to breathe harder. I could tell she was just as turned on as I was. I slipped my hand underneath her panties and felt her wet pussy. Words cannot even describe how horny I was at this point. I pulled down her panties and began to rub her clit. We were making out as I began to slowly put one of my fingers into her pussy. As I did she let out a gasp. I began fingering her, rubbing my fingers over her g-spot like I had done so many times when I played with my pussy. I went slowly at first, but then Callie asked me to go faster. I put a second finger inside of her and started to pick up the pace. She was really wet, and I really really really wanted to eat her pussy so I asked her if it would be okay and she said yes (;

(TO BE CONTINUED)

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