Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 11:58 am Post subject: Story - my first time
I have wanted to try a story for ages - I would love your thoughts
The first time
It was a hot day and the games period finished a bit late. To save time we jumped into showers together – I was with Jo, a friend since junior school. I got soap in my eye and reached for the sponge and got Jo’s boob instead, I desperately groped for the right place “hold on a minute” she soothed and dabbed my eyes – but before I could see she put my hand back on her again. A hot flush shot through me and I stood there without moving, other than a tremble that was slowly taking me over. Jo is gorgeous – we are both tall but she is a little shorter than me with dark brown long hair, slim but not skinny and curves in all the right places, dark eyes that dance in the light and yet hide deep mysteries, like the dark pools you find when a stream runs quiet and deep. Her skin is soft and almost Mediterranean.
I fantasised a lot about moments like this and here it was, Jo covered in lather, I slowly moved my hand and explored a little, my eyes started to clear, they felt as big as saucers as I took in what was happening. Jo covered the sponge with more soap and started to soap me, I felt frightened and excited at the same time, hot flushes kept flashing through me, I wanted to grab and kiss her but I just explored. Simultaneously Jo kissed me in the lips and the bell rang for the buses, we quickly rinsed dressed and ran for our bus.
We found our bus and dived in the back with the rest of our year and chatted boys, weekend, hair and whatever. In the normal excitement of talking I put my hand on Jo’s leg and was about to move it when Jo firmly but gently put her hand on mine. My heart fluttered, I looked at her our eyes melted together for a brief time, I glanced around, no one else was in the magic of this moment, or had even noticed. My knickers felt wet, I was flushed with excitement and feelings that I could not put words to, but I did know that I was enjoying them.
All too soon my stop came (its one before Jo and we often walk to each others house across the fields). Looking me in the eye “I will call you when I get home” “ok ‘till then” I gasped, my voice was tiny and squeaky.
I ran home, my long blonde hair still damp from the shower still managed to fly a bit.
Ok here is part 2 Lots of feed back would be an encouragement
As I approached the house I slowed down, tried to look relaxed as I walked in the back door “Hi – its me” I called. I grabbed a glass of orange juice and started to head upstairs “your in a hurry!” mum mentioned “oh yeh’ I have a bit of homework that I don’t want hanging over me all weekend” I lied and carried on up the stairs and closed the door behind me. I leaned against the door, surveying my little world, my safe zone. I started to unbutton my blouse, my finger brushed my nipple, they stood immediately on edge and in my mind I was back in the shower, as I carried on I made sure every button was another touch, my nipples where so hard they hurt but were so exotically sensitive, my breathing became harder, as if I was on a jog. I stumbled over to my bed and lay face down, knees bent and tried to calm myself down I tried to slow my breathing but every time I did I wanted her, I wanted to kiss her, explore her, taste her. The phone was ringing but I heard nothing, those flushes were catching me again, I felt her hands all over me, up and down my legs getting slowly closer to my skirt. “Lucy!” I tried to focus – “S***! That’s Mums voice”. In a confused state I stood up “Phone Lucy!” My hand went round the door “Its Jo, do you want to do your Environmental project with her tonight and stay over – tomorrow is Saturday its ok by me” She said as my head caught up
“Thanks, that’s a good – I think that will be useful” I answered.
“Hi Hey I have just been with you – Can I come then?”
“I would like that – can I come too?” It took me a moment to catch on “OMG!” did she just say that “How soon?” I whispered
“Everyone is going out after food – come over and have food with us!”
“Thanks I will be there as soon as” was all that came out of my mouth. I checked with Mum, all was well.
Back up stairs I stripped off and stood in front of the mirror, I like my body, I don’t seem to have the angst most of my friends have on size and shape. Looking at my hair, it needed a good brush, its long thin straight hair and still baby blonde without any dye or colours, it sits on a heart shaped face that shows any tan easily, my eyes are a grey/blue/green and alter a bit with mood and light and sometimes seem fairly big (now was such a time). They are above what Mum calls a button nose, and a fairly full set of lips that are very smiley. Going on down is a slender, long neck and square shoulders that are great for strappy tops. Two pale orbs sit comfortably on the next stop of the downward journey. Not big at all 32A is just too small and 32B is just too big! They are nice and round and stay up on their own – I’ve never sunbathed topless – “they look like 2 perfect meringues with a cherry on” I giggle at the thought “I want Jo to nibble on those cherries – where is the sugar and cream?” I selected my favourite bra, this had to be right – I’ve dressed for boys and nights out – this was new, I don’t really know what I am doing. This one is a pale skin pink covered in patterned black lace and ever so slightly padded and has a little flower shaped fastener im-between the cups instead of the back. I it on, looked, smiled and gave myself a ‘yes’. Back in the mirror I follow my waist and hips, in the middle my belly button looks like a mould for a thimble, it would be a shame to pierce it. Just below I am not just blonde on top, its fairly soft and see through, my pussy playing peek-a-boo, not really hidden at all.
I have a fettish for gym knickers (sort of security I guess) but this is not the time, I choose a pair of boxer short shaped knickers that match the top, so far so good.
Anticipation is so intense that I tremble every now and then.
Ok part 3 - this has been ssooo fun to do I hope you will keep telling me what you think - I didn't know how scary putting things into words might be
well here it is
Only 2 things left, I know what I am going to dress in – that yellow dress because it shows even the faintest of tan really well, its strappy on the top, shaped from the bust to the waist then is fairly full and airy and stops just above my knees. But first mascara, I have borrowed my sisters one called ‘telescopic’, my lashes are long but colour wise they are not usually noticed because of the blondeness of them. The effort is breath takingly worth while, I smile at the results. I hope for a lift over to Jo’s and am rewarded by Dad offering. We stop outside, I have butterflies, millions of them and not just in my stomach, have I read the situation right – nothing to loose we are friends anyway – but that doesn’t ease the tension.
Linda, Jo’s Mum answers the door and gasps a little “Wow!!! If I was a guy I would be asking you out” she says, I flush, and I think she has gone slightly red too!
“thanks – I hope that’s a compliment” I smile but my voice comes out as a heavy breath whoosh.
“That’s a compliment! You look stunning and more – a pity we have to go out – I can’t call you the little girl next door now, you are taller than me!!” she exclaimed. Tony came in, Jo’s Dad “We are going to have to abandon you both” he said in apologetic tones “We are setting up a display in Swansea tonight for a show in the morning (they sell hot tubs) there is food ready and I hope I won’t be in trouble for leaving you some wine!” he finished with a naughty smile. That was it they were gone, we are alone.
“Shall we eat?” said Jo – I wasn’t feeling hungry – well not for food! With a sudden urge I wrapped my hands around her and kissed her on the lips – I nervously let go again to see what response I had, Jo stood there, big eyed, a bit like a frightened bambi, “can food wait?” I said with a tremor in my voice. Jo answered by holding my hand and pulling me into her, I felt her breast push into me and the curve of her hip, this was close close. Her lips found mine, they were hot and felt like fiery liquid, our mouths opened to find each other, an edge of tongue just brushed my teeth sending sensitive little sensations around my mouth, I responded and just the tips of our tongues seductively danced and played catch with each. While our kisses became more erotic I felt Jo’s body, “OMG she isn’t wearing a bra!” at this moment I felt her nipples pressing into me and hard – how had I not noticed, I ran my hands down her white blouse to her short black skirt and pulled her bum and hips in towards. Slowly but firmly she pushed me away a little, fear rose inside ”is this it?” I thought. Very slowly and very definitely she lifted her skirt, she was completely commando and completely smooth “I did this for you” she said in a tiny, trembly whisper. I gently touched silky smooth skin and traced the outline of her p**sy, I went on my knees and gently kissed around, then buried my nose in her, Jo moaned deeply and I could feel her shaking a little,
I started to explore with my tongue and soon found her cl*****s and made little loop the loop circuits round it, Jo put her hands on my head, I gripped her firm little bum and made sure she could not escape. Little rasping, breathy moans came from her mouth and the trembling became more intense. Even though a complete novice I felt in control – I had lived this moment so many times on my own, dreamed about it and now her soft, smooth skin was being caressed by my lips and hands. I felt her knees going weak but refused to let her fall, I ran first one hand and then the other, tracing just a finger up from her knees to in-between her legs. Every breath now contained a moan and was joined by a judder that shook her whole body. The moan became a cry and she shook uncontrollably and gave way completely collapsing on the floor, I tried to keep my tongue there, but gymnastics was not my hottest point, Jo pulled me up to her hugging onto me and kissing me, tasting me as shudders subside and her breathing sort of came to normal. How long we lay there is a blur, it was so nice just hugging and kissing and touching. Jo rolled over on top of me and looked down at me, I looked into her eyes trying to fathom their depths, “you are gorgeous” she pronounced I flushed again with pleasure this time “and you need feeding”. This was good, I was now hungry, Jo jumped to her feet and gave me another view of that lovely smooth pu**y “how had she got such lovely smoothness?” I mused. We sat on stools at a breakfast bar, as I looked at the plate of salad Jo poured me a glass of Linda’s elderflower wine. “This tastes of you – is there seconds?” I grinned as I admired again nicely proportioned boobs and her nipples poking against her now rumpled blouse. I reached out and undid a button on her blouse. “Stop! My turn” said Jo as she stood to her feet and eyed me up and down, I think she is nervously wondering what to do. She reached out to my ear and traced it with a finger “they are tiny” she said, I felt myself loosing control as her finger carried on around my eyebrows “they are so big, like big deep water pools”, round my nose, “this is so sweet” she murmurs. I kissed her finger as she passed it sensuously over my lips, down my neck and around to the nape and back again. She pulled my dress a little, so I stood a little for it to rise up enough, she pulled it over my head, Jo followed the dress up with her lips, kissing my belly button and while my arms are in the air takes advantage of the taut skin it reveals. Every touch, every kiss sets a fire going in me, I felt she could kill me and I would have been happy to let her. Jo took my dress completely off, shook it the right way and teasingly put it neatly on a nearby chair
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