Dierdre. Short, skinny, sweet, and my one-time best friend. I was always jealous of how hot she was, though I attracted a bit of attention myself back when she and I were friends. Like her, I was skinny -- Skinnier, as a matter of fact, which I loved because I could easily borrow her clothing, but she couldn't do the same for mine. We both had waist-length hair, mine was brown and hers was dyed an amazing purple. Her eyes were blue, mine were dark green. She had round boobs, and mine were like Madana's.
But we both had one hot summer night in common.
It was nothing we planned, but it just sort of... Happened. Lying on the couch on one lazy night, she curiously asked, "Have you ever wondered what it's like to kiss a girl?" I stared at her in schocked disbelief -- This coming from my best friend's mouth seemed odd to me.
"W..well... I s-suppose once in awhile.. I.. Mean, I guess that I do..." I stuttered.
"Me too. I always wondered what it would be like to feel her tits, too. Or to make her squirm as I ate her out." She licked her lips and stared at my now-heaving chest, the small nipples hard from all of this talk. "And I would like to know before college..." She hopped up next to me and rested her hand on my thigh, feeling the thin fabric of my pajama bottoms.
"Bu..But.. Well.. Umm.. Okay, I guess... But you have to promise not to tell our boyfriends..." My mouth was so dry, I could barely spit those words out. What was I saying? It was OKAY to let my best friend do these things to me? I didn't even let my boyfriend touch me, demanding that he wait until I was ready.
"Deal." With that, she ran her hand up my thigh softly. She leaned forward and nibbled on my neck, causing moans to escape my lips. "Take off your clothes, I want to see you..." I hurried to comply, fumbling to strip of my tank top and pajama bottoms. "Wow..." She muttered, staring at my newly aroused pussy.
"What about you?" I asked, immediately blushing. Sensing my tension, she leaned forward and kissed me softly. It's so hard to describe what that felt like to me... Wonderful, soft, sweet. I felt hands touch my breasts, but I didn't care. I knew we were being naughty, it felt so good, and I wanted more of her soft touch.
She pulled away, causing a moan of protest, and procceeded to remove her own clothing. My eyes eagerly drank her up -- Her wonderfully shaped breasts, her eyes, her hair, her pussy... I could nearly taste her sex juices, and beconed her to come to me. She felt so soft on my skin, her tongue mixing with mine, her hands on my breasts, and mine in her wet snatch, fucking her as best I could.
"Lie down, Angel. I want to show you something."
Eagerly I lay down on the sofa with my breasts stuck proudly in the air. She spread my legs open and blew a puff of cool air on my aching pussy. "Ohhh..." I moaned softly. Wasting no time at all, she went straight for the goal -- Obviously a first timer, but knowing somewhat how to do it from her boyfriend, she licked up and down my pusy, causing moans to escape my lips. "Di..Dierdre.. How.. How do you..?" She put a finger to my lips and kept at it, trying to make me cum. Now that I think back upon it, I know that she really was not that experienced. I've had quite a few women since her, however, the first always sticks out in your mind.
I felt something thick and cold prod my pussy lips, and quickly looked down. She had grabbed a candle from the blanket chest and was shoving it inside my wet pussy. Coyly smiling, she explained, "Couldn't find anything else.." I nodded eagerly, and licked my lips. Sensing that I wanted her to continue after all, she began to push the candle into my depths and withdrawing it repeatedly.
