First experience with another girl [FF]

This was a few years ago, so some of the details are easy, but this is how I remember it.

Karen and I were 19 but we had been friends all our lives. We were born on the same block a month apart and were inseparable friends.

We learned to walk together, we learned to ride bikes together. Always in the same class at school, we were sent to the principal’s office together and sat in detention after class together. Our parents called us the “twins of terror.“

We weren’t really bad, just mischievous, always pushing our boundaries. Once we were in high school we were among the first kids to experiment with alcohol and pot, but never too much. We were among the first to date boys and, looking back, should feel sorry for them.

Karen and I had no secrets. Anything that happened between one of us and a boy was soon known by the other. Every kiss, every time a boy tried to feel us up or slip their hand up our skirt, Karen and I would soon discuss it.

The summer after our last year in high school we turned 19. Karen had received a scholarship from a University on the other side of the country and, while we agreed it would be great for her, we were sad we would be apart.

It was the Saturday of the Labour Day weekend and Karen and I were spending the day together shopping for her big move. All we could talk about was how hard it would be to be apart.

After shopping, we grabbed a quick dinner at a local pub and went back to her house. Her parents were away for the weekend and we could spend some time alone.

As we had done so often when we were growing up, we grabbed some pillows and the down comforter from the closet in the hall and laid down on the living room floor to watch some chick flicks. It was a hot summer’s day and since I was going to sleep over anyway, we both wore just T-shirts and panties. Of course, we were older now so we also had a bottle of wine and a bit of a pot.

We didn’t really watch the movie much but, rather, chatted nonstop like always. Every conversation soon returned to talking about being separated from one another for the first time. As we drank the wine and smoked the pot, we became emotional and a bit teary. We also laughed as we reminisced about all the things we did growing up. We were like sisters.

When the first movie was over we went into the kitchen to look for munchies. Smoking pot always made us crave chips and snacks. Both a bit high and a little tipsy, we rummaged around in the cupboards.

“I still can’t believe you’re going so far away,“ I said, feeling tears in my eyes.

“I know, I know,“ Karen said, “I’m going to miss you so much… “

“I’m going to miss you more…“ I pouted

Karen and I embraced like we had a million times before. I laid my head on her shoulder as she laid hers on mine.

“We can still email every day…“ Karen said softly.

“I know, but still…“ I whispered, “we’ve never been apart for this long in our whole lives.“

Between the wine, the pot and the emotion, Karen and I were a little unsteady on our feet as we held each other closely. “ and I’ll be back for Thanksgiving and Christmas and stuff,“ Karen said, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

Kissing her on the cheek like I had done so many times before, I said, “I’m still gonna miss you so, so much…”

We looked directly into each other’s eyes and then, slowly moving, our mouths lightly grazed each other. Still in each other’s arms we gazed into each other‘s eyes and gently, tentatively kissed again.

Nervously pulling back slightly, I trombone what held Karen tightly. Feeling afraid, nervous, I saw the same emotion in her eyes as we both leaned forward to kiss again.

Slowly, softly, our lips and tongues entwined, passion rising. Our warm, wet tongues chased each other, across our lips, into her mouth, into mine. It was the first time a kiss on my mouth sent tingles to my pussy. I wanted her.

Our bodies began to writhe together, hips slowly moving, our breasts pressing together. In a slow, erotic dance we held each other. Shifting slightly, Karen moved her leg between mine, raising her thigh to press between my legs. My thigh raised to press between hers.

Moaning with waves of pleasure we held to each other as our mouths kissed deeper, our hands running up and down each other’s back.

Karen raised her hand to gently cup my breast and my hand cupped hers. We fondled and caressed each other, fingers tracing each other’s nipples, gently squeezing, pinching. My other hand traveled down her back and over her ass, squeezing her firm body.

Karen kissed my neck, and her tongue tracing down to my shoulder as her hands slipped under my top. Wordlessly, she lifted my T-shirt, exposing my breasts and lowered her head to softly suckle my nipple. My body was alive with a passion I had never felt.

Closing my eyes, my head back, I sighed as Karen lifted my top over my head. Back-and-forth she kissed my nipples and breasts, fondling my ass with her hands.

Reaching down, I pulled her top up and over her head, dropping it on the floor. I gazed upon her body. I had seen her naked before but never were her breasts more beautiful, more lovely than now. I relished her moans of pleasure, kissing and sucking her tender flesh.

Embracing again, seeking each other‘s tongues, our bare breasts rubbing together, we awkwardly stumbled to the living room and lay on the comforter in each other’s arms. I knew we were going to make love. Touching, stroking, kissing, we fondled each other with our hands reaching further down until we were playing with each other‘s pussies. In unison, her hand slipped into my panties, and mine into hers.

Fingers probed between wet pussy lips, teasing, going deeper. We fingered each other, our hips rolling in time. Her finger slipped into my pussy and I moaned, “oh Karen…“

As I pushed my finger inside her she softly whispered, “I love you… I want you…”

Fingering her faster, “I am..I am… I am… going to…”

“Me… too…” Karen ground.

Our bodies grinding together, we began to come, fingering faster, crying out. Again and again our bodies humped against each other, mouths and tongues kissing and licking our necks and faces.

Before the tremors stopped front, Karen whispered, “I want to taste you…“

Rolling me on my back she kissed down my body and tugged my panties over my hips. As she lifted and spread my thighs I watched as her beautiful face leant forward, her tongue reaching out to touch my pussy. Rippling electric shocks coursed through my body as I called her name, “oh Karen… Oh Karen… Oh Karen…“

My hips rose and fell with each thrust of her tongue as I cried out her name. “Karen… Oh Karen… Let me taste you too…”

I trembled with excitement as Karen swung around, kneeling, straddling my face. I looked up at her delicate, wet, pink pussy, extending my tongue as she lowered her hips. Breathing in her musky fragrance I began to lick her.

As my tongue explored herbpussy, hers explored mine. She mimicked every move I made. When I probed my tongue deep in her hole she slipped hers deep in mine, and when I moved my tongue to flick it rapidly over her clit she did the same to me. My head blurry, spinning, it was almost like licking my own pussy. Everything I did to her I felt between my legs.

Though my arms were wrapped tightly around her hips she could barely stay still, her hips wiggling against her face. Grinding, rubbing, our bodies were locked together. As I felt another orgasm building deep within me I pulled her pussy down and stuck my tongue as deeply into her as I could. Her tongue drove all the way inside me and we clutched together wiggling and squirming, orgasms flooding through us.

As the quivers slowly subsided, Karen slipped off my body, turned around and snuggled beside me. Our faces slippery with pussy juice, we tenderly kissed, licking the warm moisture.

Getting to her feet Karen softly said, “come with me…“ and took me by the hand. Hugging, kissing, we half stumbled down the hallway, into her room, and fell together onto her bed.

We made love again. And again. And again, until we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Waking, a little groggy, as the warm, morning sun dazed Karen‘s bedroom, we snuggled together again. The previous night flashed through my head almost as if it were unreal.

Karen kissed me and, with a serious look on her face, said, “can I ask you something?“

I was afraid to answer. Who is she mad or disappointed? Was she sorry for what we had done? Taking a deep breath, I said, “of course.“

Her serious look changed and a wide, happy grin crossed her face as she said, “why the fuck did we never do that before?!“ Jumping out of bed, she giggled and playfully threw a pillow at me and I chased her into the hall.

She ran into the washroom and jumped in the shower with me right behind her. We bathed together under the hot, steamy water and made love again.

Our friendship had taken a deep and profound turn. It would never be the same again I thought as we embraced, kissing in the shower.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qq9hkg/first_experience_with_another_girl_ff