When my friend CeCe sort of invited herself over for a sleepover at my house - I thought we'd just have a fun time watching movies, gossiping, and eating junk food. Little did I know the real reason she wanted to spend the night, or what she was really interested in eating!
"Hey Laura!" CeCe said as she burst through the door.
CeCe is drop-dead gorgeous. Five foot eight, chocolate-brown skin, beautiful round and full breasts with nipples that seem to want to poke out of anything she wears. She has an athletic build and soft facial features. One of the things I admire most about her is her long hair, which she straightens into magical wavy black curls falling well below her shoulders.
She was wearing a pair of white very short shorts and a silky blouse that outlined her figure beautifully. As usual, her tits showed through her bra and blouse.
I say all that because I'd had a secret crush on her for a while. I'd never had the courage to let her know about my feelings, though. She seemed too confident and self-assured. I figured she was way above my league.
I'm about three inches shorter than CeCe, so she had to bend slightly to hug me. I could see her cleavage down the center of her chest as she came close. I felt the weight of her breasts press against my own large chest as she wrapped her arms around me.
"Thanks for letting me come over," CeCe said, breaking off.
"It's going to be fun!" I said, grabbing her backpack and heading to my room.
"Is your mom around?" CeCe asked, peering into the living room as we passed by.
"She's working but she'll be home real soon I think, why?"
"Oh, no reason," CeCe said. "I just always like seeing your mom. She's cool!"
CeCe was right. My mom is cool, a lot cooler than CeCe knows. Twenty years my senior, my mom, Kim, is very beautiful. Long brown hair, breasts nearly as big as mine, and looks like she's in her twenties, not nearly forty! She also sports a shaved pussy. How do I know that? Well, earlier in the summer it came out that we'd been fantasizing about making love to each other. During a business trip, Mom's girlfriend and I became intimate. When Mom returned early those fantasies became reality!
"You coming?" CeCe said, interrupting my thoughts.
"Oh - sorry!" I said, walking through the door and throwing CeCe's backpack in the corner.
We climbed up on the bed together and sat across from each other, cross-legged. CeCe pulled out her phone and brought up a store site.
"I love this bra and panty set, don't you?" she said, holding out the screen.
"Ooh! Super sexy!" I said. And it was. The pink bra had a low plunge and was very thin. The panties were nearly see-through as well. "Hoping to show off for some guy?"
CeCe laughed. "You know I haven't been with any guys!" She turned the phone back to herself. "And why would I just want to attract a guy. What about a girl?"
"Well, sure," I said. "Wanting to impress some girl?"
"Maybe," CeCe said slyly. "Want to see it on me?"
"Oh," I said. "You already got it!"
"Not only that," CeCe said, getting off the bed, "but I'm wearing it!"
"No shit!" I said. So that's why I could see so much of her figure when she bent over to hug me.
Without waiting for me to answer, CeCe slipped off her shorts, and undid the buttons on her blouse. In moments she stood in front of me, wearing the exact set from the store photo.
"Wow!" I said and meant it. I looked her up and down - long dark legs, panties that showed a hint of a black bush underneath, flat stomach, big boobs barely contained by the bra, which showed her dark areola beneath.
"You think?" she said, running her hands along her breasts and across her nipples. She twirled around and I got my first look at her magnificent ass - covered by only a string. Her cheeks were brown globes, waiting to be grabbed.
"Oh yeah," I said, still staring at her tits as they seemed to grow right in front of me. "Any girl would be super attracted to that outfit - and the girl underneath!"
CeCe paused, and I looked up into her eyes. She was staring at me intently.
"What, what about you?" she said with a pleading look on her face.
"What about me?" I asked.
"Would you, are you attracted to the outfit and the girl underneath?"
I paused, trying to process what I'd just heard. CeCe wanted to know if I found her attractive? This was shocking to say the least.
"I mean, um sure. I mean, yeah, of course I find you attractive. Very attractive!" I said, still in shock.
CeCe visibly relaxed, her shoulders dropping and a smile crossing her face. "Wonderful!" she said. "Because I've been attracted to you for a while!"
"You have?" I said.
CeCe nodded.
"Oh! That's wonderful!" I said.
CeCe came over, sat on the bed next to me, and took my hand. I noticed her perfume for the first time. It was a tropical scent, very fresh and invigorating. Maybe even stimulating?
"It's why I wanted to come over," CeCe said. "Not only am I attracted to you, but I need your help."
"My help?"
CeCe nodded again. "See, I've never been with girl."
"Uh huh," I said.
"I want to do it right."
"So, you want a teacher?"
"No, not that," CeCe said, touching my arm. "I want to be with someone who I can trust. Someone who can, you know, help me have and give the most pleasure possible!"
"And you think that's me?"
"I do!"
"You know I'm not that experienced myself. I've only been with three women - Carrie, my mom's girlfriend Ginny and ... well ... another older woman."
"I knew about Carrie," CeCe said, stroking my arm slightly, which felt great. "You told me - that's how I knew you were into women. I don't know Ginny ... maybe she could help too. Is she more experienced?"
"But you don't know her," I said.
"That's true," CeCe said, looking down. "Who's the other woman?"
I froze. The other woman was my mom. More experienced? Definitely. But our relationship was our secret - well, Ginny, me, and my mom's secret. Did I dare tell her?
"I probably shouldn't say, CeCe," I said finally.
"It's okay," CeCe said. "Just forget I asked." She got up from the bed and moved to pick up her clothes from the floor.
"No, CeCe, wait," I said, taking her arm and pulling her back to the bed. "Truth is, I want you. I may not be the best teacher, but it's really more about doing what comes naturally than some technique you learn."
I stood. It was time to move from talking to doing. CeCe stood facing me, her thin bra and panties just begging to be caressed. I approached her, cupped her cheek in my hand, and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
As I backed away, CeCe had her eyes closed. "Wow!" she said softly. "That was nice."
"I thought so too," I said. "Want to do it again?"
CeCe nodded. This time my kiss was not so innocent. I pressed my lips to hers and felt her respond. Her pink lips were wet and inviting. I felt myself respond too. We kissed and traded sides. Then I touched my tongue to her lips. She took in a breath through her nose, and then opened her mouth to let me in.
"Mmm," I moaned, sticking my tongue into her mouth, and tasting the sweetness of her pink tongue.
I felt that tongue swirl around mine. A tingly sensation ran straight to my crotch, where I knew my pussy was getting wet and ready for what I hoped would come - CeCe's mouth eating me out!
I reached behind and grabbed CeCe's ass, pulling her cheeks apart and pulling them towards me.
"Oh wow!" CeCe said, breaking off. "I'm feeling really strange."
"A good strange?" I asked, not stopping.
"A very good strange!" CeCe said, coming back and kissing me even more deeply.
I felt her hands begin to touch my body. First, she held my waist, then moved up to graze my boobs. I felt shivers.
"You're making my pussy wet, CeCe," I said, running my hands through her curly black hair.
"I think I'm getting wet too," CeCe said, pulling back. Sure enough, her pussy lips were well defined under her panties by a wet stain.
"Can I touch?" I said.
"Yes!" CeCe said. "No one's ever touched my pussy before! I want you to be the first!"
I turned my palm upward and moved my hand down. I used my index finger to lightly slide up her wet slit. CeCe visibly shivered in response and took in a quick breath.
"Oh!" she said, staring into my eyes. "Oh fuck! You're touching me!"
I could feel her juices soaking through the thin panties. I brought my finger up to my mouth and stuck it in, tasting her pussy juice for the first time. I licked my finger clean.
"You taste so good, CeCe, so tart and salty!"
"I do?" CeCe said.
I nodded and this time put my fingers under the waistband of her panties. CeCe's eyes got wide. A woman was about to touch her for the first time.
"Oh yeah!" she said as my finger slid down her slit. She was sopping wet. "Oh fuck!"
I began caressing her pussy, touching her clit gently. When my finger entered her, just an inch, she shuddered and began to move her pelvis back and forth on my finger.
"Oh, my fucking shit!" she said. "I can't believe it feels this good!"
I came in and pushed my tongue back into her mouth. She held my head close as we tongued each other, and I fucked her pussy with my finger.
I could tell she was building to her first lesbian orgasm. Her breathing became ragged, and her hips moved faster. But I wasn't sure I wanted her first to be this way. I wanted to build her up even more.
We must have been so focused on each other that neither one of us heard my mom come home. Just as I was slowing, trying to decide what to do, I spied my mom at the door to my room.
She was smiling and had hiked up her skirt, put a hand down her panties and was rubbing herself. I smiled back and then moved in to kiss CeCe.
"I don't want you to cum just yet, CeCe," I said, breaking off. "I want your first time to be incredible!"
"Okay," CeCe said, a little breathless. "I think I was getting close!"
