Lesbian Experience
The summer always ended with my family and the Taylors having an end-of-summer picnic at our house. This summer was no different. The Taylors were friends of the family way back before I was born. There was Mr & Mrs Taylor and their daughter Tricia who is 7 years older than me. I was 15 and Tricia was 22 when I had my first lesbian experience with her.
Tricia and I were friends way back when she use to babysit my sister and me. She was the only babysitter we had and was there till I was like 12 or so. I remember having lots of fun making cupcakes, cookies, and even an occasional cake or pie when she was over. The parents never complained. When it was time to clean up Tricia would usually send my sister, who is 2 years younger than me, off to take her bath. Even clean-up was fun. There were times we had flour fights with each other causing more of a mess, but it didn't matter.
When my sister was done with her bath Tricia would dry her hair and tuck her in for the night. During this time I would clean up the last remnants of whatever we did that night. Then it was time for my bath.
Tricia usually stayed in the bathroom with me the whole time. She usually would soap up her hands and help wash my body. I remember enjoying feeling the touch of her hands as she rubbed them up and down my legs, arms, back, and chest. Then she would dry me off and have me put on my jammies.
I usually wore a sorta baby doll outfit for bed. Even at 10, 11, or 12 years old I had a sexiness about me that I liked to show off. Tricia would have me sit on her lap while she would read me a story. The whole time she would lightly run her fingers up and down my back rubbing my bare skin. At times she would also run her fingers up to my shoulders causing my top to slide up past my stomach and sometimes exposing a nipple. I didn't care. I had my arms around Tricia's neck and my head rested on her shoulder. It really felt good when she touched me like that.
Then it was off to bed for me. Tricia would tuck me in and kiss me on the lips, something she never did with my sister. We would play kissing back and forth for awhile, a light playful peck on the lips, then a more lingering kiss. As I got older the kisses became more lingering.
At the picnic Tricia and I sat together and did our girl talk while the parents talked about whatever. School had already started and we were talking about clothes - new outfits, what everyone was wearing, etc. I mentioned that I hadn't yet gone shopping for anything. Tricia's mom heard me and suggested the Tricia and I go back to their house to rummage thru Tricia's closet for things she no longer wore, but kept for some reason. So, off we went.
We started out actually trying on some tops and outfits that I might actually wear to school. However, she also started bring out some of her sexier outfits. It was OK while we both were trying on clothes with our bras and panties still on, but I got a little embarrassed when Tricia took off her bra to show me a tight fitting white cotton top. She stood in front of the mirror and played with her nipples until they were nice and hard. Then she put on the top. Her nipples poked thru the material as if they were trying to escape. I couldn't take my eyes off of her nipples - she looked so awesome. Then it was my turn. At first I told her I couldn't because I didn't have boobs like she did - I was a 32A back then to her 34C. But she wouldn't back down, so off with my bra. I stood looking and myself in the mirror, "I did have a nice little rack", I thought to myself. Then Tricia, standing behind me, reached around and started playing with my nipples. At first I tried to cover myself, but again she insisted. She put my arms down to my side and continued to lightly pull and twist my nipples. It started feeling really good. I hadn't even done this to myself when I masturbated. When my nipples were nice and hard she had me put the top on. I looked awesome! I stuck my chest out and looked at my profile feeling I was a woman finally. I looked back at Tricia who was still topless and her nipples were still very hard. I thought to myself "She has a beautiful set of girls there, but so do I".
Then Tricia brought out a little black halter dress. At first she tried it on. It fit her like a glove. However, she had to wear different panties. So, in front of me she removed her bikini panties and put on a thong. It was the first time I saw her pussy - she was totally hairless. Tricia saw me staring at her pussy and, while standing there totally naked, told me that it felt awesome having no hair down there and that I'd understand someday. Then she put the dress back on. No panty lines at all - it was if she was naked, which, in my mind, she basically was. She took off the dress and handed the dress to me.
It was very short and my back was completely bare. My legs, all tan from summer, looked awesome. Tricia tied the halter straps around my neck and started to "adjust" my boobs. I watched in the mirror as her hands started cupping and massaging my boobs. I could feel my nipples get harder than they were previously. I felt her hands now all over my boobs and sliding down rubbing across my stomach. I didn't want her to stop touching me. I watched in the mirror as she took one hand and untied the halter straps letting them fall to the side. Then she started kissing my shoulders and neck. I tilted my head allowing her to kiss my neck and ears all the while her hands were feeling me up.
I stood there and watched as the dress fell to the floor. It was like I was watching a porn movie only I could feel everything the older woman was doing to the younger girl. Her fingertips were now breaching the elastic band of my panties. There was a feeling between my legs that I was familiar with, but always had to take care of it myself. For over a year now I had been giving boys blowjobs, but none of them really cared about me and my needs. I would always go home after they had cum and I would masturbate.
Her hand slid further down into my panties and I felt her fingertips now sliding in and out of the fleshy folds of my pussy. I turned around to face her. I wanted to kiss her so bad. Without removing her fingers our lips touched. I didn't really know how to kiss her, however, when her tongue entered my mouth it came naturally. We kissed deeply - our tongues deep inside each other's mouth. Then we broke apart and she walked me over to the bed where she slid my panties off.
We laid facing each other kissing and again her fingers were probing where only I had touched myself. She started rubbing my little "nubbin". OMG, it felt so good to have some else touch me there. I felt myself getting very wet, even a little embarrassed by the sound her fingers were making inside of me. She removed her fingers and put them to her lips. I watched as she tasted my wetness on her fingers. Then she put her fingers in her own pussy. I could hear she was as wet as me. When she pulled them out she put her fingers to my lips and whispered "Taste me". I opened my mouth and tasted the sweetest taste ever - I licked her fingers clean.
Then Tricia started kissing and licking down my body. She spread and lifted my legs and started kissing and licking my thighs. Then, finally, I felt her kiss my swollen lips. Her tongue replaced her fingers on my clit. I could feel myself getting to a point where I couldn't stop. Then it happened! My body convulsed as I held her head, her face pushed hard against my now very wet pussy, my thighs holding her there so she couldn't move. "OMG, I'm cumming!", I said. I never wanted it to stop. Tricia kept licking my clit and now was also fingering me. I kept cumming.
When I finally stopped I kissed her face now wet with my juices. I loved how I tasted on her lips. Her fingers still inside of me were coated with the remnants of my orgasm. She put her fingers to my lips and I sucked off my own juices. I loved the taste of pussy.
We laid there for a short while lightly, playfully kissing as if she was babysitting me again. Then we got up - washed up - and gathered some clothes for me to take back to the picnic. It was the start of a relationship with Tricia that last for over 2 years. To this day we are still very good friends, though each of us now have other lesbian lovers.
Tricia and I were friends way back when she use to babysit my sister and me. She was the only babysitter we had and was there till I was like 12 or so. I remember having lots of fun making cupcakes, cookies, and even an occasional cake or pie when she was over. The parents never complained. When it was time to clean up Tricia would usually send my sister, who is 2 years younger than me, off to take her bath. Even clean-up was fun. There were times we had flour fights with each other causing more of a mess, but it didn't matter.
When my sister was done with her bath Tricia would dry her hair and tuck her in for the night. During this time I would clean up the last remnants of whatever we did that night. Then it was time for my bath.
Tricia usually stayed in the bathroom with me the whole time. She usually would soap up her hands and help wash my body. I remember enjoying feeling the touch of her hands as she rubbed them up and down my legs, arms, back, and chest. Then she would dry me off and have me put on my jammies.
I usually wore a sorta baby doll outfit for bed. Even at 10, 11, or 12 years old I had a sexiness about me that I liked to show off. Tricia would have me sit on her lap while she would read me a story. The whole time she would lightly run her fingers up and down my back rubbing my bare skin. At times she would also run her fingers up to my shoulders causing my top to slide up past my stomach and sometimes exposing a nipple. I didn't care. I had my arms around Tricia's neck and my head rested on her shoulder. It really felt good when she touched me like that.
Then it was off to bed for me. Tricia would tuck me in and kiss me on the lips, something she never did with my sister. We would play kissing back and forth for awhile, a light playful peck on the lips, then a more lingering kiss. As I got older the kisses became more lingering.
At the picnic Tricia and I sat together and did our girl talk while the parents talked about whatever. School had already started and we were talking about clothes - new outfits, what everyone was wearing, etc. I mentioned that I hadn't yet gone shopping for anything. Tricia's mom heard me and suggested the Tricia and I go back to their house to rummage thru Tricia's closet for things she no longer wore, but kept for some reason. So, off we went.
We started out actually trying on some tops and outfits that I might actually wear to school. However, she also started bring out some of her sexier outfits. It was OK while we both were trying on clothes with our bras and panties still on, but I got a little embarrassed when Tricia took off her bra to show me a tight fitting white cotton top. She stood in front of the mirror and played with her nipples until they were nice and hard. Then she put on the top. Her nipples poked thru the material as if they were trying to escape. I couldn't take my eyes off of her nipples - she looked so awesome. Then it was my turn. At first I told her I couldn't because I didn't have boobs like she did - I was a 32A back then to her 34C. But she wouldn't back down, so off with my bra. I stood looking and myself in the mirror, "I did have a nice little rack", I thought to myself. Then Tricia, standing behind me, reached around and started playing with my nipples. At first I tried to cover myself, but again she insisted. She put my arms down to my side and continued to lightly pull and twist my nipples. It started feeling really good. I hadn't even done this to myself when I masturbated. When my nipples were nice and hard she had me put the top on. I looked awesome! I stuck my chest out and looked at my profile feeling I was a woman finally. I looked back at Tricia who was still topless and her nipples were still very hard. I thought to myself "She has a beautiful set of girls there, but so do I".
Then Tricia brought out a little black halter dress. At first she tried it on. It fit her like a glove. However, she had to wear different panties. So, in front of me she removed her bikini panties and put on a thong. It was the first time I saw her pussy - she was totally hairless. Tricia saw me staring at her pussy and, while standing there totally naked, told me that it felt awesome having no hair down there and that I'd understand someday. Then she put the dress back on. No panty lines at all - it was if she was naked, which, in my mind, she basically was. She took off the dress and handed the dress to me.
It was very short and my back was completely bare. My legs, all tan from summer, looked awesome. Tricia tied the halter straps around my neck and started to "adjust" my boobs. I watched in the mirror as her hands started cupping and massaging my boobs. I could feel my nipples get harder than they were previously. I felt her hands now all over my boobs and sliding down rubbing across my stomach. I didn't want her to stop touching me. I watched in the mirror as she took one hand and untied the halter straps letting them fall to the side. Then she started kissing my shoulders and neck. I tilted my head allowing her to kiss my neck and ears all the while her hands were feeling me up.
I stood there and watched as the dress fell to the floor. It was like I was watching a porn movie only I could feel everything the older woman was doing to the younger girl. Her fingertips were now breaching the elastic band of my panties. There was a feeling between my legs that I was familiar with, but always had to take care of it myself. For over a year now I had been giving boys blowjobs, but none of them really cared about me and my needs. I would always go home after they had cum and I would masturbate.
Her hand slid further down into my panties and I felt her fingertips now sliding in and out of the fleshy folds of my pussy. I turned around to face her. I wanted to kiss her so bad. Without removing her fingers our lips touched. I didn't really know how to kiss her, however, when her tongue entered my mouth it came naturally. We kissed deeply - our tongues deep inside each other's mouth. Then we broke apart and she walked me over to the bed where she slid my panties off.
We laid facing each other kissing and again her fingers were probing where only I had touched myself. She started rubbing my little "nubbin". OMG, it felt so good to have some else touch me there. I felt myself getting very wet, even a little embarrassed by the sound her fingers were making inside of me. She removed her fingers and put them to her lips. I watched as she tasted my wetness on her fingers. Then she put her fingers in her own pussy. I could hear she was as wet as me. When she pulled them out she put her fingers to my lips and whispered "Taste me". I opened my mouth and tasted the sweetest taste ever - I licked her fingers clean.
Then Tricia started kissing and licking down my body. She spread and lifted my legs and started kissing and licking my thighs. Then, finally, I felt her kiss my swollen lips. Her tongue replaced her fingers on my clit. I could feel myself getting to a point where I couldn't stop. Then it happened! My body convulsed as I held her head, her face pushed hard against my now very wet pussy, my thighs holding her there so she couldn't move. "OMG, I'm cumming!", I said. I never wanted it to stop. Tricia kept licking my clit and now was also fingering me. I kept cumming.
When I finally stopped I kissed her face now wet with my juices. I loved how I tasted on her lips. Her fingers still inside of me were coated with the remnants of my orgasm. She put her fingers to my lips and I sucked off my own juices. I loved the taste of pussy.
We laid there for a short while lightly, playfully kissing as if she was babysitting me again. Then we got up - washed up - and gathered some clothes for me to take back to the picnic. It was the start of a relationship with Tricia that last for over 2 years. To this day we are still very good friends, though each of us now have other lesbian lovers.
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