(This is the first ever story I have written in my life, it is based on a true experience which happened about 2 years ago.)
My panting started to quicken, my breaths coming in short and shallow huffs. My fingers started working faster, feeling the walls close in tighter around them, I knew it was coming close then finally my whole body started to tingle and ahhhβ¦β¦the oh so familiar rush of feeling wracked through my body. As it happened I let out a low moan of satisfaction. I then removed my fingers from my slippery wet pussy and brought them to my mouth. Mmmm they tasted so good as always. Then I laid my head down on my pillow and while massaging my still hard nipples I recalled the images I fed through my mind. Tonight's "session" was started by the Wimbledon tennis match, Daniela Hantuchova was playing and she looked as hot as ever. She was really pretty, but that wasn't what turned me on the most. I was already semi-horny by then and the sight of her nipples poking through her shirt was too much. This was the fifth time this happened this week. And it was still only Wednesday. I began to think I was becoming addicted to masturbation. I pulled my pajamas down over my wet pussy, licked my fingers one more time and went to sleep.
Hi, I am Nicole and I wouldn't call myself the prettiest chick in school, but then I wouldn't say I am ugly either. However, I never had a boyfriend in my life and thus I was still a virgin.
After my routine masturbation on that Wednesday night, I woke up as usual the next day and got ready for school. As I stepped out of the shower, I admired my petite slim frame in the mirror. I was quite short, about 5'3 at that time. I combed my streaked brown, black hair and tied in into a ponytail then used the towel to wipe off the remaining drips of water around my neatly trimmed pussy and slim legs. I got dressed in my school uniform and headed towards school.
Just as I entered the school compound I heard someone calling me. I spun around and saw an athletic looking girl jogging towards me. Her flowing black hair was tied into a ponytail as usual and her 32B breasts were covered in a black sports bra that showed clearly through her white blouse. Although they were not huge, she was definitely more well endowed when compared to me. She was also slim and was slightly taller than me and attractive. She was Stacy, my best friend since forever.
We chatted for a few minutes then the bell rang and we both went to class, the same class that is. School was boring as usual until our last period, where we had PE. I got changed into my normal PE clothes, a T-shirt and long track bottoms. Stacy meanwhile wore a white jersey which I found really attractive. Through out PE in which we played some soccer, I was watching her without her knowledge of course. Her sports bra didn't quite conceal her nipples which were poking through the jersey fabric. I was really turned on and I could feel my pussy starting to get wet and soak my panties. She caught me staring one time and winked at me. At the time I was confused but I was soon to find out what it meant.
Our PE session ended just as the bell rang. As the school had no showers we headed back to my house as usual as she stayed quite far and wanted to freshen up before she went home.