80's girls find their first smut. This is mostly fantasy but based on true experiences.
This is my very first story, I started it a long time ago but never did any more of it and just recently found it and decided to put it here.
It's mostly not true but it is based on a few real experiences about losing innocence in a bible belt small town before there were forums and when online had no meaning.
Of course everyone in it is of legal age!
Her name was Kayla and we'd been friends since the first day we met. Her family moved here for her father's job and they rented a house a block away from mine so we met on the school bus. It was mid term so her being new was very obvious. When she got on the bus she just looked like a scared but nice person so I smiled at her and pointed to the empty seat next to me. Within days it was like we'd known each other for years, within weeks we were best friends. By the time school ended we were practically living at each other's homes. Sleepovers were common and we'd stay up so late talking and giggling and much of it was about boys. We'd cuddled and hugged and dressed together and spent many long days in our bikinis at my pool. Still, even though she had the cutest figure, I never thought about her (or any girl at that point), sexually.
It was a very hot and humid July day, with the occasional rain it just wasn't a good day for the pool. We were at her house, her parents were at work since it was a weekday, and we were bored and just hanging out in her room. Looking out her window I saw a very old shed half hidden in bushes and obviously not used. I asked her about it and she said she'd never been in it so we decided to explore. We pushed the door open and in the dim light through the one window it was sort of creepy and had spiderwebs and we were both wearing what was almost a summer uniform - shorts, crop tops, and flip flops. Not the best outfits if you're afraid of mice and who knows what else could have been in there! It was mostly old furniture and stuff the owners of the house had stored there. We looked through a few boxes and a stack of magazines. One of the magazines was an old Penthouse so she decided she (we!) wanted that and put it aside to bring back to her room. Opening another box I saw it was filled with old paperbacks. What a surprise they were! Most of them had solid color covers but a few had some rather lewd "OK this looks cool" covers. We figured the guy who used to live here really liked his smut. Since it was getting late and her parents would be home soon, we grabbed a few of the books and the magazine and went back to her room.
We were sitting side by side on her bed, the magazine on our laps, looking at the pictures and reading the letters. This was in 80's and we didn't have internet porn back then so this was a new thing for us. My nipples were poking out through my shirt and I was trying to keep my arms crossed but then I noticed hers were too, so I stopped trying to hide it. Then she leaned over and even though we were alone in the house she whispered so softly in my ear "Do you want to touch yourself as bad as I do?"
I could feel my cheeks burning as I saw her looking at the points on my top, but I figured I was looking at hers and we were best friends so why keep it a secret. "Yes" I whispered back and we both giggled. Sadly, right then we heard a car pull into the driveway so she slid the magazine under her mattress and we put the books under a bunch of other stuff in her closet.
The next day the weather was better and we were in my yard swimming and laying in the sun. I asked her if she had seen what the books were like, she had looked through a few then got involved in reading one and returned the others to the closet. Feeling bold and even a bit aroused I asked her if she ever followed through with the magazine. After a pinky swear to keep it secret she told me she had, and then again this morning! I admitted I had fallen asleep thinking about what we saw and some of the letters we'd read after I had "did it" too. That lead to talking about what we did and how often and all sorts of secret sharing. Both of us had never done anything more than barely kiss a boy except one time she had a boyfriend and she let him feel her boobs but over her clothes. We both got excited by that and knew we'd both have fun doing it again that night.
Over the next few weeks we memorized that magazine and shared the books. Old 70's smut fiction wasn't very good but to innocent teens it was the most exciting thing ever. We'd had a few sleepovers and she'd bring the magazine with her and we'd swap the books back and forth. By this time we'd given up being shy and would openly play with our nipples through our tops as we read and talked about "would you?" situations. I was thrilled doing this with her watching and doing it too. (to this day I love mutual masturbation without touching each other, just watching and being watched and talking about it!) The next week she was going with her parents on vacation visiting family back in the distant state where they were from. I had a stack of books and she left me the magazine since she couldn't take it with her.
I pored over that magazine for days. One thing we hadn't really studied was the last pictorial in it, one of two girls. I guess it would have been embarrassing for us to look at it together? I don't know, all I know now was it excited me more than I wanted to admit, even to myself. I found myself pulling a book out of the pile "Women Daring to Love" was the title, and the subtitle was "Daring to Love Women" and reading that. I got halfway through it the first morning and afternoon and that might have been the first time I had four orgasms in the same day. Then the next day I was about to go lay by the pool with the book when the phone rang, it was Kay! This was before we had cell phones so I ended up pulling the receiver around the corner and sitting on the couch in the family room. We talked about her trip for a few minutes before she told me her parents had just gone out so she could talk now. First thing she asked was did I read anything good. I hesitantly told her what I was reading and when she asked I admitted it was pretty hot. She said some of the girl-girl stuff was pretty hot too but she still liked the straight sex better. I wanted to tell her I liked the lesbian pictorial but she didn't seem too interested in g-g so we discussed the straight sex and I admitted to her about my multiple orgasms the day before. She said she was jealous because she doesn't have the time or a place to be alone except when she's in bed, and she missed "our" smut. I ended up reading her some of the naughtiest letters as a tease but then she told me she had just taken off her clothes and her parents better not come back early! Before too long I joined her and we both had our very first phone sex, except it wasn't about us, it was about the lovers in the magazine. I told her I wanted to do it together when she got back and she said she thought she'd like it too. She had to go so I sat there alone fantasizing about us masturbating together and it really turned me on so much I came again. Then I went out and read more of the lesbian book and got excited all over again. I couldn't wait till she got back but I couldn't tell her why.
They got back the next Sunday afternoon and Kay came over as soon as she unpacked and had supper. We greeted each other with hugs and I was becoming very aware of her body against mine. Maybe it was because of all the lesbian books and stories I'd been reading but for the first time I found myself really enjoying it without feeling strange or guilty. It was around this time I started thinking that maybe I was a lesbian, at that time the words gay and bisexual didn’t have any real meaning to me. I found myself wondering how Kay felt. I mean really wondering, I was almost obsessing over it - she was my best friend and this was the first time I actually had a secret from her.
We talked and pretended to watch TV until my parents went to bed, and we stayed with the TV on until I was sure they were asleep. They had work in the morning but we were on vacation and could stay up all night. Which I was planning on doing! We spent a half hour whispering to each other about all sorts of sexy things and we both were getting quite aroused. We shut off the TV headed to my room and locked the door. I kicked off my flip flops and threw my shorts in the corner. She looked at me in my panties and top and I just said "Get comfy!". She smiled and did the same. We lay side by side on my bed looking at the magazine but this time I flipped right to the letter I had read her over the phone. I started reading it again and gave her a nervous grin. I supported myself with one arm and slid my free hand under my top to caress my breast, pushing my top up a bit as I did so, exposing it to her as I pulled on my nipple. Finally I caught her looking and asked if she liked looking. She blushed so red but bit her lip and nodded. I pushed my top up above my tiny breasts and half turned towards her. We'd both seen each other nude many times, but this was so different! I couldn't have acted like this with anyone else but knowing I was exciting her only made me hotter. After a few minutes I finished the letter and stared pointedly at her top. She saw me looking and turned towards me then slowly lifted her top too. I told her this was so naughty and it was making me so hot, she bit her lip and nodded again, not saying a word but staring at my hand as it moved from my breast down to my panties. I rubbed myself lightly over my panties as I stared at her perfect little breasts, smaller than my B cups but so beautiful. I had brownish nipples but hers were as small and pink as a little girl's, and for some reason seeing them almost touching mine is still something that turns me on when I think of it, and I'll never forget it. I still love breasts like those, even more than twenty years later.
I pulled off my top and dropped it on the floor then sat cross legged in front of her and watched her shyly do the same. Both of us in just our panties now, and me openly rubbing myself as she stared. "I've thought about this ever since we talked on the phone" I told her and then watched as she reached down and began softly rubbing a finger over her panties. "I can't believe I am doing this", she replied "but I like it".
I rubbed faster, one hand still playing with my boobs - they were aching so nicely by then - and she slipped her finger up her leg and under her panties. She was rubbing her pussy right in front of me and I could see how wet it was and seeing the dew on her few light hairs made me moan out loud. She reached down with her other hand and pulled the crotch all the way to the side and I almost came right then. So emboldened, I lifted my butt up and slid my panties down, lifting my legs and pulling them completely off. I was well aware of what I was doing as once again sat cross legged in front of her, totally naked and exposed and loving it! "Do you know how beautiful you are?" I asked her as I looked up and down her slim lovely body, the tan lines from her tiny bikini making the white parts even sexier.
"You're sexy" she said, watching me finger myself, I don't think her eyes ever left my fingers except for quick glances at my breasts.
"I want to be sexy for you, Kay. You're my best friend and I love you and I wouldn't do this with anyone else." That got her to look up at my face and she gave me a funny half smile then rolled back and pulled her panties off so we were finally both naked and masturbating together in full view of each other. This was the sexiest thing I had ever experienced! I know it sounds funny since it was the first time I'd ever done anything sexy with another person, but many years and quite a few kinky experiences later, I still feel this was the start of the hottest experience of my life.
"Oh fuck!" she said "I'm so close"
"I'm with you, let's go together" I replied.
She was rubbing so fast, her fingers a blur and she held onto her knee with her other hand. As I felt myself getting closer I looked in her eyes and she looked back, I reached out and put my hand on hers, squeezing it tightly and we came together, holding hands and looking into each other's eyes.
I don't know how loud we were but we gasped and moaned and finally fell over and lay together, still holding hands, catching our breath and feeling so close. It really was magical.
"You've ruined me for solo masturbation for the rest of my life" I told her, and we both giggled. I wanted to hold her but I was still a bit afraid, except for me taking her hand we hadn't really touched.
We threw on some sleep shirts then went to the kitchen, we had a snack and a drink, sitting at the table staring at each other, smiling and embarrassed and feeling so close yet so nervous about it all at once. After a bit we went back to my room and took turns in the bathroom, then as soon as I closed and locked the door I took the shirt off. Again she looked at me and I just shrugged and said "I like how you look at me". She gave me a lovey look and took off her own. We shared a quick hug (naked, yes. Score!). I gently placed my hand on her belly, fingers barely touching the side of her breast and kissed her cheek. "Thanks for the best night ever". She smiled back and said with a grin "So that's all for tonight?" My heart soared and I said "I hope not!"
We climbed on the bed next to each other and I pulled a sheet over us and turned off the light. We faced each other in the dark and I reached down and took her hand again. I was lifting it to place it on my breast when I realized it was the hand she'd masturbated with and I could smell her girl juices on it. I held it to my lips and kissed it, lightly touching it with my tongue. I moaned, then placed it on my breast. "You can touch me" I told her, she gave a little hum noise and gently squeezed. Her fingers found my nipple and played with it briefly. "You are so sexy" she told me, again. "Only for you" I replied and leaned forward in the dark, lightly kissing her lips. I was so nervous I was afraid I might freak her out, but she made that little happy noise again and then totally surprised me by saying "You can touch me, too." a short pause then she barely whispered "Anywhere".
I kissed her again, little more than a peck but enough to know I wanted to do it a lot more. I gently held her little breast, my thumb running over her tiny nipple. Lifting my arm I slid my hand down to her hip, then pulled her close as I leaned in and kissed her again. This one I didn't pull back on. She kissed me back and put her arm around me and pulled me closer, our breasts touching, then almost smashing together as the kiss deepened. I will cherish that feeling forever!
I don't know how long we clung to each other in the dark, kissing and murmuring sweet and sexy things, but the long day and wild night caught up to us and we both drifted off. Falling asleep with a beautiful naked girl in your arms is just the best thing ever.
I woke up in the dark, my arm still over my lovely Kay. So soft and warm, my best friend was now my lover, too. That would take some getting used to but I was not complaining! I looked at the clock and it was just before 4. I knew we had a few hours before my parents woke up. I watched her sleep for a while then leaned over and kissed her cheek then her neck and slowly worked my way down to her chest, wondering when she would awake. I kissed the upper swell of her breast - laying on her back she didn't really have an upper swell or even a breast but that's where it would have been - before I kissed and then lightly licked her beautiful little nipple. I heard her sigh and knew she was awake. I lightly sucked her stiffening nip before lifting my head to give her another kiss on the lips. "I love being woken up like that," she said. Even in the dark I could tell she was smiling. "I love waking you up like that" I answered before kissing her again, long and slowly. I reached over and flicked my nightlight on, then pushed away the sheet. "I never thought I would be so turned on by a naked girl" I told her. In the dim light I saw her slowly smile. "So is this why you liked all those lesbian pictures and stories" she asked. "I don't know" I responded "I'm not attracted to other girls, only to you". Those must have been magic words because she pulled me tightly against her and kissed me hard, her tongue invading my mouth. I loved it.
We kissed for a while in the dim light, our hands exploring each other now that our initial shyness was over. I rubbed around her swollen clit and took her hand and cupped it over my vajayjay (as we called it then). My fingers were soaked with her juices and I lifted my hand up between our lips. She watched as my tongue reached and I tasted her again, this time on my finger instead of hers. I gently touched her lip with my finger before placing both my fingers in my mouth and sucking them clean. Her tongue flicked across her lip and I asked her if she had ever tasted herself before. She hadn't and I reached down and lifted her hand up and kissed her fingers before rubbing them across her lips. Then we kissed softly and slowly. "Do you like it?" I asked, as I licked her fingers clean. "It's not bad, she replied slowly "I was a little unsure at first but kissing you and tasting us both on our lips was ... ummm" she paused as she searched for what to say, "really good." I laughed and kissed her again and we held each other close. "I've done it to myself a few times" I confessed, "But I think you're better". She smiled and I kissed her cheek before whispering in her ear "I want to try something, you don't have to but may I?" She looked at me and nodded, her head movement barely visible in the half darkness.
I leaned over and kissed her breasts again, licking and sucking her nipples until they firmed up and then I gently nibbled without biting down. She seemed to react most when I sucked hard so I did that for a few minutes, switching back and forth. I loved making her moan. I slid down and kissed her belly before leaning over to kiss and lick my way through her sparse little patch of hair. I looked at her face as I lifted myself up and over her leg to snuggle down between them. I cocked my head to the side and made eye contact, silently asking if I could go on. She nodded, I am sure she was pretty worked up by then. I lowered my head and I was just an inch away from her wet lips. I loved the smell of her arousal and as I gently kissed her lips. I was so excited that I was the one who get her so wet and hot there. I kissed again, longer and a little harder and she moved her hips as if pushing herself to my mouth. I took that as a good sign and I opened my lips and my tongue slipped between hers. I loved it! I was almost overcome with excitement and emotion as I french kissed her sweet hot virgin pussy (I had known the word all along but all of a sudden I wanted to use it). I was losing control and, unseen by her, my hand slipped under me and I started masturbating myself fiercely. Her hips bucked up and down and she gasped and started giving little cries as I struggled to keep my mouth on her. I opened my lips wide and my tongue slipped inside her before I moved it up to tease her clit. As soon as I found it and started sucking as I flicked my tongue on it she gasped and her hips raised up almost a foot off the bed, her hands holding my head and she stiffened up and went totally silent as my own orgasm took hold of me. I stayed there kissing and licking her lips as we both came down, I was trying to drink every drop of her girl juice and I knew I was addicted to it.
After a minute or two I moved back up next to her and she wrapped both arms around me. We kissed and she surprised me by licking my wet chin and cheeks. I kept kissing her face all over, little light kisses, I couldn't stop doing it. I didn't want to stop and I know she didn't want me to.
"You made me into a lesbian" I giggled, but even then I knew it would have happened eventually anyway. I was just so happy it was my best friend. "I'll join you" she answered back. The surprise must have shown on my face because she kissed the tip of my nose with a big grin and said "Later". We cuddled and fell back asleep holding each other, knowing that by the time we woke up my parents would be gone and we'd have the whole day alone.
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