Memoirs
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Chapter Three
Kim
By Chrissy and Peyton
Welcome back in time thirty-one years previous. Do you know how hard that is to write? Fuck, that makes me.... Well let's not get into that but damn I'm getting old! Anyway let's begin our journey in time.
So far girls, you know how I met your mom and our early years together. You also read and the reason I am writing this story, about my first experience with a girl. As I mentioned to you before, there were a few others such as when I was in college but no one that I would consider to have made a difference in my life as the ones you are about to read. Everything up until I met your mom occurred when I was living in the United States. Someday soon we will make a trip to the United States and you can see some of the places where I grew up and where these events took place. Since we saw your grandparents this past fall when they visited here, I did promise them we would come visit them in the States. Your mom and I are working on those plans as we speak to maybe go sometime before late spring.
The paper you found about Kim and I started all of this writing. She was my first and I hold her dear to my heart still today for that reason. For whatever reason, you always seem to remember your first time. Whether it was a bad memory, a really good memory or just a so-so, it still in your mind was worth remembering because you only have one first time. For me it was a very good memory. My only regret is over the years I lost contact with Kim and it would be nice to know how she is doing.
You see back then computers were just becoming the thing and were not very prevalent or a common household item. Cell phones too. If you were lucky to have one, it was not cheap and not a smart phone. You had to pay for the minutes you talked and some minutes were more expensive than other minutes depending on the day and time of the week you called. And texting wasn't heard of then. E-mail was still new and not widely used either. Thus you either used the mail or you talked directly to the person or you called them on a land line phone. For Kim and me it was talking some times on the land line phone. But once she moved to a different town, mail would have been our only contact and I had no idea where she moved so no way of mailing her.
Knowing you have already read this recollection that I wrote over thirty years ago, I won't make many changes to it other than if I remember something now I didn't back then.
Her name was Kim and we'd been friends since the first day we met. Her family moved here for her father's job and they rented a house a block away from mine so we met on the school bus. It was mid-term so her being new was very obvious. When she got on the bus, she just looked like a scared but nice person. I smiled at her and pointed to the empty seat next to me.
"You're new aren't you?" I asked her after she had sat down.
"Can you tell?" she replied almost worried that everyone would be staring at her.
I giggled and leaned over to her, "Have you ever heard of the deer in the headlights saying?"
"No, what does that mean?" she asked really worried.
"You'll learn in this area because there are a lot of deer around here. They come out when it begins to get dark to feed and walk around. If they are on the road and a car's lights are on them, they initially freeze where they are as an instinct of survival to be still. Their eyes appear to get big with the lights on their face. It means in this case you stand out and everyone knows you are new," I attempted to tell her but knew I had just made it worse.
"Is that bad?" she said really worried now.
"No it isn't. By the end of today you will be no different than any of us. Don't worry about it. I can already tell you will fit in very fast," I told her trying to make up for scaring her but it was the truth. I could tell she would be someone who I could be friends with and many of the others in school too.
"My name is Julianne, what's yours?" I asked to change the subject.
"Kimberly but everyone calls me Kim."
"I'm in seventh grade, how about you?" I asked.
"Same, I hope I can keep up coming in mid-term like this."
"You will do fine, I'm sure. I'm in honors so if you need any help you can ask me and maybe I can help you out," I told her not trying to brag.
"I am too. Maybe we will have some of the same classes together," she said and smiled at me.
We arrived at school and I led her to her homeroom class before leaving to go to mine. Within days it was like we'd known each other for years, within weeks we were best friends. By the time summer vacation began we were practically living at each other's homes. Sleepovers were common and we'd stay up so late talking and giggling and much of it was about boys. We'd cuddled and hugged and dressed together and spent many long days in our bikinis at my pool. Even though she had the cutest figure, I never thought about her (or any girl at that point), sexually.
It was a very hot and humid July day, with the occasional rain it just wasn't a good day for the pool. We were at her house, her parents were at work since it was a weekday, and we were bored and just hanging out in her room. Looking out her window I saw a very old garage half hidden in bushes and obviously not used.
"Kim, what's that building out back?" I asked her.
"I'm not sure. My mom says it used to be an old garage the owner of this house used but now he just uses it for storage. I've never been in it," she said.
"Can we go inside and see what's in there?" I asked her.
"I guess we can. I've never been told we can't go inside but then if the owner uses it for storage maybe he doesn't want us to go in there," Kim said.
"Do you want to explore it and see what is in there? It might be fun," I asked her.
"Well since no one is home to know we can always see what's in there," Kim reluctantly said.
"Let's go see what's inside," I said as I took her hand and led her out of her bedroom.
We walked out to the building finding the door unlocked and opened it. We flicked on the light and almost ran out - it was sort of creepy and had spider-webs everywhere. We were both wearing what was almost a summer uniform: shorts, crop tops, and flip flops. Not the best outfits if you're afraid of mice and who knows what else could have been in there!
"Yuk, this is really gross. I hope we don't find anything moving in here. I don't like snakes and spiders," Kim said sounding a little scared.
"I know, I don't either and not having shoes on is not the best for anything crawling on the floor," I said and shook with goose-bumps as I said it.
What we initially found was nothing special. It was mostly old furniture and stuff the owners of the house had stored there. We looked through a few boxes and a stack of magazines. One of the magazines was an old Penthouse.
"Look what I found!" Kim said showing me the cover. "We should take this back in my room so we can look at it more closely," she said and put it aside.
Opening another box I saw it was filled with old paperbacks. What a surprise they were! Most of them had solid color covers but a few had some rather lewd covers.
"OK this looks cool," I said and held some up for Kim to see. "I think the owner likes to read books about sex and stuff."
"It's getting late and my parents are going to be home soon. We need to take some of this and go back up to my room," Kim said.
We grabbed a few of the books and the magazine and went back to her room.
We were sitting side by side on her bed, the magazine on our laps, looking at the pictures and reading the letters. This was in the mid-eighties and we didn't have internet porn back then so this was a new thing for us. My nipples were poking out through my shirt and I was trying to keep my arms crossed but then I noticed hers were too, so I stopped trying to hide them.
Then Kim leaned over and even though we were alone in the house she whispered so softly in my ear, "Do you want to touch yourself as bad as I do?"
I could feel my cheeks burning as I saw her looking at the points on my top, but I figured I was looking at hers too and we were best friends so why keep it a secret.
"Yes," I whispered back and we both giggled.
Sadly, right then we heard a car pull into the driveway so she slid the magazine under her mattress and we put the books under a bunch of other books in her closet.
The next day the weather was better and we were in my yard swimming and lying in the sun.
"Last night did you look more at the books to see what they were like?" I asked her.
Kim hesitated and then looked around to see that we were alone. "Yeah, I looked through a few of them then found one that was sort of interesting and read some of it," she told me very quietly.
I was feeling bold and even a bit aroused so I asked her, "Did you ever follow through with what we discussed while we were looking at the magazine?"
Kim looked around again then whispered to me, "You have to pinky-swear to not tell anyone else before I tell you."
"Okay, pinky-swear I won't tell anyone else," I said and we interlaced our pinky fingers and said we swear we won't tell anyone else.
"Now tell me if you did," I told Kim.
She smiled and blushed at the same time then said, "Yeah, I did last night and then again this morning."
"Oh my god, Kim!" I said trying to sound shocked.
Kim giggled then whispered back to me, "did you?"
I hesitated saying anything but Kim was my best friend and she had just told me she had so I guess I could tell her too. "Yeah, I have to admit I did too right before I fell asleep thinking about what we saw and read."
We both giggled and looked at each other.
"What all did you do?" I bravely asked her.
Kim waited a few minutes before she said anything, I guess either out of fear, embarrassment or maybe it was just too personal for her to tell me. Then she began to tell me.
"I touched my nipples some feeling them get hard. When I do that I feel myself down there starting to throb and so I also touched down there and rubbed it," she told me. "What do you do?"
"I do the same thing but when I rub down there, I feel myself getting wet and I have to touch it so I put my hand under my panties and use my fingers to rub it getting my fingers all wet," I told her back.
"Do you ever, you know, cum as they say when you rub it?" Kim asked.
"Yes, I do. It is like an explosion in my body when I do and I can feel me getting wetter down there when I do," I told her. "What about you? Do you ever cum when you rub it?"
"Yeah, I did both last night and this morning. I also put my fingers inside of me too and that helps me to cum. How often do you do it?"
"I don't know, maybe three four times a week. How often do you do it?" I asked her.
"About the same, maybe a little more. With the books and magazines it might be more now," she said and giggled.
"Have you ever done anything with anybody else before?" I asked her.
"One time with a boy I liked. We kissed some and I let him touch me on my boobs over my clothes. It was right before we moved here because I knew I wouldn't see him again," she told me.
"I've never even kissed anyone before," I told her.
"Wow, this is really hot and I'm getting excited talking about it. I definitely will be doing it again tonight just thinking about us talking about it," she said.
I giggled and told her I was excited too and I would be doing it tonight too.
Over the next few weeks we memorized that magazine and shared the books. Old seventies smut fiction wasn't very good but to innocent young pre-teens it was the most exciting thing ever. We'd had a few sleepovers and she'd bring the magazine with her and we'd swap the books back and forth. By this time, we'd given up being shy.
We had progressed to openly playing with our nipples through our tops as we read and talked about "would you?" situations. I was thrilled doing this with her, watching and doing it too. (to this day I love mutual masturbation without touching each other, just watching and being watched and talking about it!) The next week she was going with her parents on vacation visiting family back in the distant state where they were from. I had a stack of books and she left me the magazine since she couldn't take it with her.
I pored over that magazine for days. One thing we hadn't really studied was the last pictorial in it, one that had two girls. I guess it would have been embarrassing for us to look at it together? I don't know, all I know now was it excited me more than I wanted to admit, even to myself. I found myself pulling a book out of the pile "Women Daring to Love" was the title, and the subtitle was "Daring to Love Women" and reading that. I got halfway through it the first morning and afternoon and that might have been the first time I had four orgasms in the same day. Then the next day I was about to go lay by the pool with the book when the phone rang, it was Kim! This was before we all had cell phones so I ended up pulling the receiver around the corner and sitting on the couch in the family room. We talked about her trip for a few minutes before she told me her parents had just gone out so she could talk now. First thing she asked was, "Did you read anything good?"
I hesitated before I told her, "Yes, it's called Daring To Love Women. It's about girls being together with other girls."
"Is it hot?" she asked.
"Oh it's pretty hot," I told her.
"Yeah, I've read some of the girl-girl stuff and it's pretty hot but I like the boy-girl sex better," she told me.
I wanted to tell her I liked the lesbian pictorial but she didn't seem too interested in girl-girl so we discussed the straight sex.
"Last night when I did it, I came more than once while reading," I told her.
"I'm jealous. I can't do anything here. I don't have the place to be alone except when I'm in bed and I miss our time together reading to each other.
"Do you want me to read some of the letters to you?" I asked her thinking it would just be a tease but then she surprised me.
"I just took off all my clothes. I hope my parents don't come back early. Go ahead and read to me," she told me.
For a minute I froze thinking of her lying there naked wanting me to read to her. I began to read to her when she interrupted.
"Take yours off too Julianne. I want us both to be naked at the same time," Kim pleaded with me.
I hurriedly took off my clothes and began reading some of naughtier letters. I could hear her breathing in the phone and it was obvious she was rubbing herself as her breathing was becoming louder and faster. I was now rubbing myself, reading and getting into the letters with the audio sounds of Kim doing herself while I read. We both came soon after. I can't say for sure if it was the lovers in the magazine or the sound of Kim that made me cum but between the two I was able to cum. That would be our first phone sex for both of us.
After we had both collected ourselves and she had gotten dressed so she wouldn't get caught I told her, "Kim, when you get back I would like to do it together."
"I would like that too Julianne," she said and for the first time I could hear her voice sound as if she was being really sincere and not wanting to do it just to have an orgasm. "I have to go Julianne. I can't wait to get home to see you again."
"Okay, I can't wait either. Good bye Kim."
"Good bye Julianne."
After we hung up I sat there alone, fantasizing about us masturbating together and it really turned me on so much I came again. Then I went out and read more of the lesbian book and got excited all over again. I couldn't wait till she got back but I couldn't tell her why.
They got back the next Sunday afternoon and Kim came over as soon as she unpacked and had supper. We greeted each other with hugs and I was becoming very aware of her body against mine. Maybe it was because of all the lesbian books and stories I'd been reading but for the first time I found myself really enjoying it without feeling strange or guilty. It was around this time I started thinking that maybe I was a lesbian. At that time the words gay and bisexual didn't have any real meaning to me. I found myself wondering how Kim felt. I mean really wondering, I was almost obsessing over it. She was my best friend and this was the first time I actually had a secret from her.
We talked and pretended to watch TV until my parents went to bed. We kept the TV on until I was sure they were asleep. They had work in the morning, but we were on vacation and could stay up all night. That was exactly what I was planning on doing! Kim and I spent a half hour whispering to each other about all sorts of sexy things and we both were getting quite aroused. We shut off the TV headed to my room and locked the door. I kicked off my flip flops and threw my shorts in the corner.
She looked at me in my panties and top and I simply said, "Get comfy!"
She smiled and did the same. We lay side by side on my bed, propped up with pillows against the headboard. We were looking at the magazine but this time I flipped right to the letter I had read her over the phone. I started reading it again and gave her a nervous grin. I slid my free hand under my top to caress my breast, pushing my top up a bit as I did. This exposed my breast to her as I pulled on my nipple. Finally I caught her looking.
"Are you liking the view?" I seductively asked her.
She blushed so red but bit her lip and nodded. I pushed my top up above my tiny breasts and half turned towards her. We'd both seen each other nude many times, but this was so different! I couldn't have acted like this with anyone else but knowing I was exciting her only made me hotter. After a few minutes, I finished the letter and stared pointedly at her top. She saw me looking and turned towards me then slowly lifted her top too.
"This is so hot," I told Kim.
She bit her lip and nodded again, not saying a word but staring at my hand as it moved from my breast down to my panties. I rubbed myself lightly over my panties as I stared at her perfect little breast, smaller than my barely-B cup but so beautiful. I had brownish nipples but hers were as small and pink as a little girl's. For some reason seeing her nipples almost touching mine is still something that turns me on when I think of it, and I'll never forget it. I still love breasts like those, even almost seven years later.
I pulled off my top and dropped it on the floor then sat cross legged in front of her and watched her shyly do the same. Both of us in just our panties now, and me openly rubbing myself as she stared.
"I've thought about this ever since we talked on the phone" I told her and then watched as she reached down and began softly rubbing a finger over her panties.
"I can't believe I am doing this", she replied "but I like it".
I rubbed faster, one hand still playing with my boobs. They were aching so nicely by then. I watched as she slipped her finger up her leg and under her panties. She was rubbing her pussy right in front of me and I could see how wet it was and seeing the dew on her few light hairs made me moan out loud. She reached down with her other hand and pulled the crotch all the way to the side and I almost came right then.
So emboldened, I lifted my butt up and slid my panties down, lifting my legs and pulling them completely off. I was well aware of what I was doing as once again I sat cross legged in front of her, totally naked and exposed and loving it!
"Do you know how beautiful you are?" I asked her as I looked up and down her slim lovely body, the tan lines from her tiny bikini making the white parts even sexier.
"You're sexy" she said, watching me finger myself, I don't think her eyes ever left my fingers except for quick glances at my breasts.
"I want to be sexy for you, Kim. You're my best friend. I love you and I wouldn't do this with anyone else."
That got her to look up at my face and she gave me a funny half smile then rolled back and pulled her panties off so we were both finally naked and masturbating together in full view of each other. This was the sexiest thing I had ever experienced! I know it sounds funny since it was the first time I'd ever done anything sexy with another person, but many years and quite a few kinky experiences later, I still feel this was the start of the hottest experience of my life.
"Oh fuck!" she said, "I'm so close."
"I'm close too, let's do it together" I replied.
She was rubbing so fast, her fingers a blur and she held onto her knee with her other hand. As I felt myself getting closer, I looked in her eyes and she looked back. I reached out and put my hand on hers, squeezing it tightly and we came together, holding hands and looking into each other's eyes. I don't know how loud we were but we gasped and moaned and finally fell over and lay together, still holding hands, catching our breath and feeling so close. It really was magical.
"You've ruined me for solo masturbation for the rest of my life" I told her, and we both giggled. I wanted to hold her but I was still a bit afraid, except for me taking her hand we hadn't really touched.
We threw on some sleep shirts then went to the kitchen. We had a snack and a drink, sitting at the table staring at each other, smiling and embarrassed and feeling so close yet so nervous about it all at once.
After a bit we went back to my room and took turns in the bathroom. Then as soon as I closed and locked the door I took the shirt off. Again she looked at me and I just shrugged.
"I like how you look at me," I told her.
She gave me a lovey look and took off her own shirt. We shared a quick hug both naked. Yes, score! I gently placed my hand on her belly, fingers barely touching the side of her breast and kissed her cheek.
"Thanks for the best night ever," I softly said to her.
She smiled back and said with a grin, "So that's all for tonight?"
My heart soared and I said, "I hope not!"
We climbed on the bed next to each other and I pulled a sheet over us turning off the light. We faced each other in the dark and I reached down and took her hand again. I was lifting it to place it on my breast when I realized it was the hand she'd masturbated with. I could smell her girl juices on it. I held it to my lips and kissed it, lightly touching it with my tongue.
"Mmmm," I moaned, and placed it on my breast.
"You can touch me" I told her, she gave a little hum noise and gently squeezed her hand. Her fingers found my nipple and played with it briefly.
"You are so sexy," she told me again.
"Only for you," I replied and leaned forward in the dark, lightly kissing her lips. I was so nervous I was afraid I might freak her out.
She made that little happy noise again and then totally surprised me by saying, "You can touch me too," a short pause then she barely whispered, "Anywhere."
I kissed her again, a little more than a peck but enough to know I wanted to do it a lot more. I gently held her little breast, my thumb running over her tiny nipple. Lifting my arm, I slid my hand down to her hip, then pulled her close as I leaned in and kissed her again. This one I didn't pull back on. She kissed me back and put her arm around me and pulled me closer, our breasts touching, almost smashing together as the kiss deepened. I will cherish that feeling forever!
I don't know how long we clung to each other in the dark, kissing and murmuring sweet and sexy things, but the long day and wild night caught up to us and we both drifted off. Falling asleep with a beautiful naked girl in your arms is just the best thing ever.
I woke up in the dark, my arm still over my lovely Kim. She was so soft and warm, my best friend was now my lover, too. That would take some getting used to but I was not complaining! I looked at the clock and it was just before four. I knew we had a few hours before my parents woke up. I watched her sleep for a while then leaned over and kissed her cheek, then her neck and slowly worked my way down to her chest, wondering when she would awake. I kissed the upper swell of her breast. Lying on her back she didn't really have an upper swell or even a breast, but that's where it would have been. Then I kissed and lightly licked her beautiful little nipple. I heard her sigh and knew she was awake. I lightly sucked her stiffening nipple before lifting my head to give her another kiss on the lips.
"I love being woken up like this," she said. Even in the dark I could tell she was smiling.
"I love waking you up like this," I answered before kissing her again, long and slowly. I reached over and flicked my nightlight on, then pushed away the sheet.
"I never thought I would be so turned on by a naked girl" I told her. In the dim light I saw her slowly smile.
"So is this why you liked all those lesbian pictures and stories?" she asked.
"I don't know," I responded. "I'm not attracted to other girls, only to you." Those must have been magic words because she pulled me tightly against her and kissed me hard, her tongue invading my mouth. I loved it.
We kissed for a while in the dim light, our hands exploring each other now that our initial shyness was over. I rubbed around her swollen clit and took her hand and cupped it over my vajayjay (as we called it then). My fingers were soaked with her juices and I lifted my hand up between our lips. She watched as my tongue reached and I tasted her again, this time on my fingers instead of hers.
I gently touched her lip with my finger before placing both my fingers in my mouth and sucking them clean. Her tongue flicked across her lip.
"Have you ever tasted yourself before?" I asked her.
"No," she hesitantly said.
I reached down and lifted her hand up and kissed her fingers before rubbing them across her lips. Then we kissed softly and slowly.
"Do you like it?" I asked, as I licked her fingers clean.
"It's not bad," she replied slowly. "I was a little unsure at first but kissing you and tasting us both on our lips was ... ummm," she paused as she searched for what to say, "Really good."
I laughed and kissed her again and we held each other close.
"I've done it to myself a few times," I confessed, "But I think you're better."
She smiled and I kissed her cheek before whispering in her ear, "I want to try something, you don't have to but may I?"
She looked at me and nodded, her head movement barely visible in the half darkness.
I leaned over and kissed her breasts again, licking and sucking her nipples until they firmed up and then I gently nibbled without biting down. She seemed to react most when I sucked hard so I did that for a few minutes, switching back and forth. I loved making her moan. I slid down and kissed her belly before leaning over to kiss and lick my way through her sparse little patch of hair. I looked at her face as I lifted myself up and over her leg to snuggle down between them. I cocked my head to the side and made eye contact, silently asking if I could go on. She nodded, I am sure she was pretty worked up by then.
I lowered my head and I was just an inch away from her wet lips. I loved the smell of her arousal and as I gently kissed her lips I was so excited that I was the one who got her so wet and hot there. I kissed again, longer and a little harder and she moved her hips as if pushing herself to my mouth. I took that as a good sign and I opened my lips and my tongue slipped between hers. I loved it!
I was almost overcome with excitement and emotion as I French kissed her sweet hot virgin pussy (I had known the word all along but all of a sudden I wanted to use it). I was losing control and, unseen by her, my hand slipped under me and I started masturbating myself fiercely. Her hips bucked up and down and she gasped and started giving little cries as I struggled to keep my mouth on her. I opened my lips wide and my tongue slipped inside her before I moved it up to tease her clit. As soon as I found it and started sucking it, I flicked my tongue on it and she gasped and her hips rose up almost a foot off the bed. Her hands were holding my head and she stiffened up and went totally silent as my own orgasm took hold of me. I stayed there kissing and licking her lips as we both came down. I was trying to drink every drop of her girl juice and I knew then I was addicted to it.
After a minute or two I moved back up next to her and she wrapped both arms around me. We kissed and she surprised me by licking my wet chin and cheeks. I kept kissing her face all over, little light kisses, I couldn't stop doing it. I didn't want to stop and I know she didn't want me to.
"You made me into a lesbian," I giggled, but even then I knew it would have happened eventually anyway. I was just so happy it was my best friend.
"I'll join you," she answered back. The surprise must have shown on my face because she kissed the tip of my nose with a big grin and added, "Later." We cuddled and fell back asleep holding each other, knowing that by the time we woke up my parents would be gone and we'd have the whole day alone.
That was my first time with Kim but it wasn't to be my last. A week later she again was spending the night with me. After a day in the pool and trying to stay up late until my parents had gone to sleep we finally turned off the TV and headed up to my room. After closing the door and locking it I took off my sleep shirt leaving me in panties. I turned and Kim was staring at me as she sat on the edge of the bed. I smiled as she wasn't looking at my face.
When she noticed I had stopped and was looking at her she began to blush.
"Sorry, I still get all excited seeing you without clothes on," she shyly said.
"I get excited seeing you too and I like that you look at me like that," I told her.
She took off her sleep-shirt and we crawled in bed. I turned off the overhead light and turned on the nightlight so we could still see each other. I moved up close to her and we kissed. My hands arms went around her and she moaned when our bodies touched. I think she has the same feelings I do when our nipples touch together it just sends a feeling through your whole body that still excites me all these year later. Our hands began to move around exploring each other as our kissing became more intense. Both of us were breathing heavily by the time my hand had moved down over her soft pubic hairs. She made that funny noise again when my hand touched her there but she offered no resistance.
As my hand moved even lower over her vulva I could feel she was already wet with excitement. Her hand had found mine too and now we were both rubbing our fingers through each other's wet lips getting our fingers even wetter. Two of my fingers slipped inside of her and she gasped with her hips relaxing towards my hand. Her hand copied mine and we both were using two fingers on the inside of the other while our thumbs were circling around our clits.
Trying to kiss and keep contact plus breathe and finger the other was a difficult task but we managed to do it. I could tell she was getting close by the way her hips were moving and the way she was mewing as we kissed. The feel of her getting close broke my concentration and allowed my own body to rise to the level of no return also.
We came about the same time her body stiffening and her kissing me stopped as she gasped and her head jerked. This caused me to explode too and we both rode out our orgasms with our arms around each other and our fingers still inside the other person's pussy.
Once we had eased down and were able to catch our breath again, we looked at each other and kissed. "I don't know why I feel this way with you but it seems whenever we are together now I have to be naked and touch you," she softly said to me.
"I feel the same way. I think you are so beautiful and want to have my arms around you all the time," I told her back.
I began to kiss her neck and earlobe moving slowly down her shoulders to her upper chest and to her breast where I kissed and nibbled on each nipple. Kim moaned and ran her fingers through my hair but when I attempted to move lower she grabbed my head, "No, not tonight. It's my turn to do you," she said.
Who am I to argue with that rationale. I smiled at her and moved up to kiss her, "Are you sure? You don't have too."
"Yes, I want too. I've been thinking about it all week since you did me and I want to know what it's like."
"Don't do it because you feel obligated because I did it. Do it only if you really want to do it. I'm okay if I only do it to you."
She placed her fingers to my lips as if to silence me and she kissed her fingers then my chin then my neck. Kim kissed her way down to my breast and she stopped there to kiss and tease both nipples with her tongue and mouth. She would kiss each one then use her tongue to lick around each one before she would suck each nipple into her mouth then run her teeth across each one before letting it out of her mouth with a popping sound. She would glance up at me every so often to look into my eyes even though half the time I had them closed from the wonderful sensations that were running through my body.
Kim kissed her was down my stomach getting closer to my sex until she moved between my legs. She kissed each thigh and hip before she moved to my mound kissing it then the hood over my clit.
She pushed my legs out and with her fingers she opened my lips for her to see. Then she licked me from the bottom to the top of my opening. My body arched up and I moaned from her tongue against me.
"Oh god Kim, oh that feels so good," I moaned.
She continued to lick me all over making sure she would use her tongue on my clit to tease it. I was feeling like I was in heaven not ever feeling this way before. It was a sensory overload and my mind was having a hard time keeping up with the reflexes of my body. Kim stuck two fingers inside of me and sucked my clit into her mouth sending me over the edge as my body stiffened and jerked to my orgasm. She kept up her assault as my body kept jerking and feeling like I was having one explosion after another until my body could take no more and I had to push her head back from my pussy.
She kissed her way back up to me and I wrapped my arms around her kissing her face cleaning my mess off of her. "Wow! I didn't realize how good that was going to feel," I finally told her.
"It's pretty amazing no matter if you are receiving or giving," she told me.
We hugged and held each other close whispering sweet nothings to each other before we fell asleep. The next morning, we woke up and before we got out of bed we kissed.
"Tell me what you think about what we did last night?" I asked her.
"I think we are going to have to do it many more times until I can answer you," she said with a smile and then kissed my nose.
Over the next few months Kim and I explored each other as often as we were able to. Kim and I were inseparable and our love for each other grew exponentially. We made love without the use of the magazines and books to fuel our hunger for sex. But all good things come to an end as they say.
Being the late eighties coming out was not a cool thing to do. For adults it could mean losing friends or a job. In fact, if you were a kid like me it wasn't very smart at all. If you were discovered or came out you were ostracized, shunned, ridiculed and made fun of or harassed. And that was by your classmates. Adults treated you just as bad and your parents were shunned too. Thus coming out was not cool and having to hide what you were, was the norm and a very stressful way to live.
It was no difference for Kim and me. Some girls handle the pressure better than others. I was one who really didn't care how people treated me but I did care how my parents would be treated or how they would treat me. Thus while I didn't hide it, I wasn't open about it either. I knew what I was and no therapy or ridicule was going to change my mind. I didn't need to be the popular girl in school or even noticed. I preferred to keep to myself so I didn't have to pretend I was something I wasn't.
Kim on the other hand did care. She wanted to be liked by all and didn't want to cause trouble for herself. Midway through the next school year a boy she liked kept asking her to go out with him. I think the only thing keeping her from going out with him was me because we had grown so close. But societal and peer pressure finally got to her and she relented and went out with this boy in order for people to quit suggesting she didn't like boys. They went out a few times and she began to like him more. What that meant for us was we spent less and less time together. It wasn't long before we quit having sex and only saw each other occasionally. By the end of the school year she and that boy were steadies and I was no longer anything but a friend to her.
My heart broke every time I would see them holding hands or kissing in the hallways and finally I had to quit talking to her altogether in order to not go crazy. I didn't have too long dying every day while at school because by the end of that school year her father was transferred to another state for his job and they moved away.
I never heard from Kim again though I wish she would have written to me to at least tell me how she was doing. Keep in mind this was long before everyone had computers, email and cell phones so unless you actually wrote a letter and mailed it once someone was gone, they were gone.
My heart still holds a spot for Kim and I do hope she found happiness and love whether it was with a girl or a boy. That's how it was back then. I wonder how many girls and women today are with someone simply because society doesn't fully accept same sex relationships.
She will always be my first and that can't be taken away from me. Sometimes at night if I think about her I can still taste her and still see those beautiful tiny nipples she had at the time.
To be continued....
A very special thanks to a very special person. We are forever indebted to you for providing us with the scene for this chapter. We love you Kaci!