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WARNING: READ THE ENTIRE INTRO THOROUGHLY BEFORE READING ANY OF
MY STORIES SO THAT YOU WILL NOT BE OFFENDED BY THE MATERIAL.

THIS STORY CONTAINS DESCRIPTIONS OF LEGAL SEXUAL CONTACT
BETWEEN YOUNG GIRLS.

I am grateful to those who have shared their experiences with
me to serve as the basis for these stories and I am always
looking for more true experiences from others to write about
(so email me your experiences).  The subject matter I find most
interesting deals with first time experiences, innocence lost,
lactation, reluctance, and tribadism.

In these stories I seek to share what I believe are beautiful,
erotic and enlightening experiences of real women.

If you got wet, I welcome your feedback and encouragement at
wcollege2002@yahoo.com
(wcollege2001 still works but sometimes gets full)

This and future stories will soon appear on my web site
www.geocities.com/wcollege2001
and also my text-only website www.geocities.com/wcollege2002
(fewer denials due to D/L limits)

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Fourteen (Carly)
by Ginny Walker,  2004
wcollege2002@yahoo.com  or  wcollege2001@yahoo.com
F/F, 1st Time, Young


My early teen years were a very difficult time in my life.  I
felt alone and unsure, like I did not belong.  I wasn't normal,
I found myself attracted to other girls.  I knew that I wasn't
supposed to feeel this way, that it wasn't right.
Nevertheless, there was no denying the desires that filled my
heart or the excitement that I felt when I saw a sexy girl, or
the arousal I experienced from even a casual touch.  As I
imagined my future life, I became convinced that my passion was
not a possibility.  Frustrated and discourgaed, I resigned
myself to the reality that girls were supposed to get together
with boys.  Hey, it was sort of obvious - physically,
everything "fit" together.  Emotionally and spiritually, well,
it had been the only model presented to me and I was flooded
with this fact from my earliest childhood.  One example was
playing dolls - there was a mommy doll and a daddy doll, and
then a few baby dolls.  It seemed every girl's destiny to
someday walk an isle in a church and marry the man of her
dreams.  But as early as seven years old, my dreams and desires
seemed to grow different from what I was being taught.  Even
looking at the pictures in fashion magazines, I remember
thinking how beautiful those women were and it would stir a
warmth within me just looking at them.  My memory of any sexual
desire in me, was wondering what it would be like to kiss one
of those models.  Imaginining her lipstick covered lips
pressing against mine.

Soon, I found myself dreaming of being with another woman some
day.  But I struggled with what I was being taught, as well as
my own sense of what was "normal".  I was dominated by self
doubt.  How could two girls come together physically in the
same way a man and a woman could?  Certainly there was
something missing.  I wasn't completely stupid - I knew from
first hand experience (pun intended) that a girl can masturbate
herself to orgasm all by herself - so obviously, two girls
could have sex and get each other off.  But it didn't seem the
same somehow, it didn't seem as legitamate.  I would eventually
learn a life changing lesson and my naivety would be erased as
my mind was opened.

As I warred with my innerself over my conflicting feelings, my
frustrations grew along with my sexual desire.  When it felt
like I was about to burst from stuffing my feelings, I
attempted to satisfy these lusts by playing around with some of
the other girls at school - it started with comparing bodies,
then a bit of inquisative (and a bit clinical) touching, and I
went as far as kissing one girl.  Still, I was convinced that
this could never be more than the fleeting thrill that it was.
Though my appetite would be appeased momentarily, I was left
feeling more empty than I was beforehand and the hunger
returned with increased fervour.  The struggle within me grew
as the more intimate I was with other girls, the more I knew
this is where I needed to be.  There was something about a girl
that I phusically desired, yet it seemed I could never have
that which I craved.

I became engrossed in exploring my own body.  Yet as I played
with my own breasts, my mind was dominated by thoughts of other
girls' breasts.  My fantasies soon grew into an obsession.  As
I masturbated my pussy and fondled my small breasts, my mind
formed perfect images as I visualized a perky nipple sitting
proudly atop a supple upturned breast that trailed down into
the soft curving underslope.  What would it be like to kiss
that breast, I yearned.

It was a few months later that I eventually seduced one of the
girls in my class and finally was able to realize my fantasy of
suckling the breast of another girl.  It was more exciting than
I had imagined.  In my fantasies, I always had a vivid image
and even a sense for what it would feel like to have nipple
inside my mouth.  But I never imagined the auditory aspect.
The sound made as my tongue flicked back and forth over a
saliva covered nipple, the little squeeks that escaped from my
mouth as I suckled the little nub, and the affirming cooing
noise she offered, all added to the erotic experience for me.
This was a step down a path from which I was unable, or
unwilling to return.

It would be later that summer, on the day after my fourteenth
birthday, that my world would be
turned upside down.  I had a sleepover party Friday night and
eight of my closest friends spent the night.  One of the girls,
Carly, who was a particularly good friend of mine, told me her
parents happened to be away on one of their regualr mini-
vacations, so I invited her to spend the rest of the weekend at
my house.  My frustrations were tempting me to become more
bold, but with eight girls spending the night in one room I
dared not tried anythign with any of them.  But Carly and I
would be all alone Satruday night and my imagination began to
race.  During the party I began to single Carly out, sort of
softening her and preparing things for the next day.  I spent
more time with her than I did the other girls and made sure I
was close to her, brushing shoulders at every opportunity,
touching skin to skin as much as I dared infront of the others,
without beign too obvious.

That night as I turned the lights out, just before we decided
to go to bed, I spent about fifteen minutes brushing Carly's
hair.  I became aroused just running my fingers through her
silkiness, and inhaling deeply its decidely girly fragerance.
Carly seemed to be responding to this as well, as her eyes
closed and she became very relaxed under my touch.  God I
wanted to take her right then and there!  But cooler heads
prevailed and reasoned in my head that I would have her soon
enough.  Still, I needed to take another step.  I made up a
complement about how I liked her perfume and as I did, I leaned
to her and nuzzled her neck with my nose.  Emboldened now, I
moved my nose up a bit and let my lips lightly graze against
her skin.  Taking a bit of a chance, I brought my lips to her
neck again, this time pasuing briefly.  It wasn't really a
kiss, I just pressed my lips gently against the nape of her
neck.  I let my fingers run through her hair, cascading down
until they passed over her shoulder and onto her upper arm,
then moved back upward in a caressing motion.

Now, virtually massaging her shoulder and upper arm, and
sensing no objections, I let nature guide me and planted my
first kiss on her neck.  There would be no mistaking this as
anything other than a kiss as my lips first pressed against her
and then parted a bit, making a soft "pugh" sound against her
bare flesh.  I sensed that she was sightly startled, but she
made no attempt to pull away, so I wasited no more time in
planting a second kiss on her smooth neck just to the right of
the wet spot left by my first kiss.  A third kiss marked the
beginning of a series of kisses in rapid sucession, as I felt
the excitement begin to seep from between my legs.

Masked by near darkness with only the red glow of my alarm
clock illuminating us, I mustered up the courage and let my
lust lead me as I slipped my hand from her upper arm and cupped
her small right breast through her thin pajama top.  I softly
squeezed the barely discernable buds, alternating between
gently pinching her pliable nipples and pressing my flattened
hand firmly against her developing breast.

Carly leaned back against me in submission, her head rolling to
her left as I felt her nipple harden under my touch.  But I had
to be careful - I could not get greedy this night.  She was
letting me play with her titties and I knew she was
surrendering herself to me and tomorrow night I would enjoy her
completely.

Nevertheless, I was highly aroused at that moment and could
hardle bring myself to let this opportunity slip away.  I
kissed up her neck and then along her cheek as I continued to
assage her breast.  Her head eased towards me and our lips met.
I kissed her fully on the mouth, trying my best to do so
quietly so as not to alert the others as to what we were doing
in our corner of the room.  I explored her mouth and my tongue
found hers as they danced together slowly.  I hadn't thought of
it previosuly, but it occurred to me that it is nearly
impossible to kiss silently, and my heart skipped a beat each
time a slurping sound escaped our interlocked mouths.

As Carly suckled my tongue, my free hand reached for the hem of
her pajama top and inched it up gradually unitl my right hand
was able to slip beneath the fabric.  I guided my hand higher,
traversing up opver her flat tummy until I reached her naked
breast - oh god it felt so good to hold her like this!  I
explored her chest, moving from one breast to the other and
back again, giving my mind a vivid picture of her feminine
beauty in the near darkness.

Fearing that the escallation of our kissing was becoming too
loud, I moved back and boke our kiss.  I guided Carly to the
bed and easing her down, lied down behind her, both arms around
her torso and hands still under her top.  We laid like this
with me feeling her up, for nearly a half hour.  Carly curled
up a bit as I fondled her, which caused her firm little bottom
to press back into my crotch.  The contact sent shivers down my
spine and I pressed forward into her.  Instinctively, I bent my
left knee a bit and my leg pressed into her bottom.  Carly
wriggled back a bit and then parted her legs slightly and my
leg slipped between her upper thighs so that I felt her mound
against my thigh.  My leg began to match the movement of my
hands on her breasts, and I could feel warmth envelope my thigh
as I realized her panties had become soaking wet and were
smearing her leaking juices onto my leg.  Her breathing became
deeper and more rapid and I knew she was close to coming.  This
was too risky - I couldn't let it happen, certainly not here
and now.  I suddenly moved my leg out from between hers and
pulled her over onto her back.

Though the room was nearly dark, I could feel that her pajama
top was bunched up above her bare breasts.  Acting on primal
insticts, I leaned over and covered her right breast with my
mouth.  I used my lips to caress the entirety of her nearly
flat bossom which seemed to now reveal more of her emerging
womanhood.  Taking her pliable nub into my mouth, I used my
tongue to tease the little bump and the soft areola surrounding
it.  A random thought filled my head casuing me to contemplate
the human toungue and its hypersensativitity as I recollected
that the smallest cut or bump seemed to feel so large, hmmmm.
Similarly, Carly's tiny nipple seemed to fill my mouth as her
teat grew firm and puffy between my lips and against my tongue.

I puckered my lips and sealed my mouth just over her nipple and
then sucked with force allowing the tip of her little breast to
slip inside my mouth, where I proceded to flick the sensitive
nipple back and forth until I could feel the tension build in
her.  I was winding her up like a spring, but there could be no
release in our current situation.  God how I wanted to take her
just then, to go down on her and to capture her clit between my
lips, to taste her sweet honey as it flowed like lava from her
errupting vagina and over her pulsating labia into my hungry
mouth.  But I was too frighten to be so bold, so instead took
my left hand and sliped it down inside her drenched panties and
cupped her hairless mound.  Carly let out a soft moan and
lifter her hips up to meet my touch.  I began to rub her slit,
smearing her seeping juices over the tender folds of her outer
labia and up over her smooth pubic bone.  I rubbed her pussy up
and down, being careful to avoid her clit for fear of sending
her over the edge.  The scent of girl sex permeated the air and
I was praying that no one else would smell Carly's arousal.

I rubbed the lenght of her vulva and pressed my middle finger
into her so that the tip slipped just between the seam of her
labia.  Carly & I were both lost in this moment as I tenderly
fondler her sweet pussy.  She lunged against my hand and as I
my hand moved down I curled my finger tip and it slipped inside
her vagina, sinking deep and passing the second knuckle.
Suckling this girl's breast and fingering her tight pussy was
bringing me close to my own orgasm.  Carly's vagina was
pulsating as the flow of her pussy juice puddled in the palm of
my hand.  My finger now moved effortlessly in and out of the
tight passage and I wondered how Carly could even feel me
slipping along her narrow canal, so I let my index finger join
the first and two of my fingers now penetrated Carly's little
vagina as she softly wimpered.

I had been playing with Carly for nearly an hour when I
resigned myself to the fact that I would just have to leave
things this way until tomorrow night when we would be alone
together and there would be no need for self restraignt.  I
slipped my fingers from her vagina, eliciting a pleading "nooo"
from Carly.  As I pulled my hand out of her wet panties I
noticed my fingers glistening with Carly's wetness in the red
glow of the alarm clock light.  I inhaled the feminine
fregerance deeply just before slipping my fingers into my mouth
and savoring the flavor of another girls's vagina for the first
time.  There wasn't the potent flavor I was expecting, just a
tangy taste that seemed somehow sweeter as I contemplated the
reality of the source.  I then rubbed the saliva from my hand
over Carly's breasts and gave her nipple a playful pinch before
pulling her pajama top down.  I cuddle against her as I settled
in to go to sleep.

When morning came I felt some sense of guilt - wondering if I
had gone too far.  Even fearful that Carly would be ashamed and
even leave with the others.  As noon rolled around the other
girls were gathering up sleeping bags and clothes when Carly
approached and looking a bit embarrassed, asked in almost a
whisper, "could I borrow a dry pair of panties".  A sense of
relief came over me and I reached into my dresser and picked
out a not-so-random selection of a white, satin and lace bikini
panty.  As Carly retreated into to bathroom, I was filled with
anticipation of what tonight would bring.  Time seemed to go by
so slow from that point on and I wondered how I would survive
the rest of the day.

After dinner we played a few games on the playstation before
settling for a movie.  Carly picked "What A Girl Wants" - I
replied, "Great movie", but thought to myself that it has
nothing to do what this girl wants.  I pulled a blanket over us
on the couch as the movie began, and turning  a bit to my left,
leaned my shoulder agianst Carly.  A few scenes into the movie
I brought my right hand to her waist and cuddle in an embrace
as we watched.  Moving my hand over her flat tummy, I rubbed
her softly, testing the waters.  Carly continued to peer at the
TV so felt secure in moving my hand up a bit until I could just
begin to feel the underslopes of her breasts though her cotton
top.  Wanting to make my intentions know to Carly, I movd my
hand up and now softly rubbed the upper slopes of her clothed
breasts.  It had only been a few strokes and I puposely avoide
her most sentivive spots, but I could clearly see her nipples
beginnng to poke through her white cotton top.  The coarse and
lifeless texture of the cotton fabric felt so unatural to me
that I intinctively moved my hand down and up under Carly's top
so that I could feel the smooth silkiness and warmth of her
bare skin.  Reaching up, I again enjoyed the thrill of having
her naked breast fill my hand.

We were only a half hour into the movie and though the thought
of feeling Carly up for another hour excited me, the unquenced
embers of the previous night began to flare up and consume me
like fire.  I feigned being tired and suggested we get ready
for bed for the night.  She agreed and I walked over to the TV
and DVD player and turned them off.  I walked back towards
Carly and extended my hands to hers.  She reached for me and I
took her hands in my eyes pleaded and hers conveyed acceptance.

I knelt before her as she sat on the couch.  I paused briefly,
our eyes never breaking contact.  Then I slowly pushed up the
hem of her shirt as she looked down for the first time, seemly
embarrassed in the exposing light of the room.  There was an
urgency in my actions, unlike the slow build-up of the night
before.  Picking up where had left off the night before I
leaned to her and drew her left nipple into my mouth and began
to suckle from her as my hands supported my weight by leaning
on her thighs.  Carly's legs parted as I continued to mouth her
breasts for nearly twenty minutes.  Soon she lowered herself
and shifted her body so that she was prone on the couch.  I
climbed up with her, still suckling her so that I now lay
positioned between her legs with most of my weight pressing
against her crotch.

I became more aggressive in our foreplay, now using my teeth to
scrape across her hard nipples, casuing her to wince audibly.
Without the danger of seven other girls in hearing range, Carly
and I both were freer to release little moans of pleasure as
our arousal grew.  Carly was now gyrating her hips up against
me, and soon began to buck with some force.  The pace of her
rhythm increased and her gyrations became more insistent, even
desperate.  I knew she needed the release she had been denied
the night before - the release she had been waiting for for
nearly a day now.  All hinderences were now gone and the
situatiion seemed so much weightier as all pretenses vanished.
It was time to move from innocence and playfulness to urgency
and intimacy.

I bit her engorged nipples teasingly before plating several
kisses on each areola.  Then I kissed between her breasts, down
her belly until I reached her panties.  I kissed her pussy
through the fabric of her panties, alternating between her left
and right outer labia, and then moving my kisses between the
littel humps, I pressed my tongue into her slit, forcing her
panties up into her narrow gash.  This forplay had gone on long
enough, and her panties were more of an obstruction than I
would tolerate.  With an animal lust I yanked the cotton crotch
to the side, revealing Carly's ultimate beauty and presenting
me the prize I had longed for.  I will never forget that sight
- the first time I gazed on the incredible beauty of anther
girl's pussy close up.  It was so intricate, the folds so
detailed.  The longing desires I had harbored for years were
about to be answered as her vulva beckoned me.

Filled with passion and moved my the sactity of this moment, I
brought my mouth down to her bare pussy, planting what was my
first kiss betwen the legs of another girl.  My lips burned and
tingled from that first contact.  It was such a beautiful first
kiss and I felt my eyes well up with tears at the thought that
this was really happening.  Strangly, it was very much like
kissing her lips - her labia, too, were soft and smooth and
glistened with moisture.  Although obviously a more passive
kiss, it still seemed as if her pussy was kissing me back, her
labia moving with my lips.  As I forced my tongue into her, her
vuvla seemed to open up, welcoming me, even drawing me inside.

I pressed inward and drew my tongue up along the length of her
cavern and tasted her sweet nectar directly from its source.  I
think I enjoyed licking her just as much as she enjoyed being
licked.  Enflamed by the taste of her pussy, I moaned a long
"mmmmm" sound into her vagina.  The taste was even sweeter than
the night before.  Warmer too, as I drank directly from her
inner sanctum.

As I feasted on her delicious pussy, I began to see that this
was more than merely a physical act or mechanical masturbation
between two women, rather, this was so much more tender and
intimate than I could have imagined and it opened my eyes to
what lovemaking could be - and what it should be.  This was not
at all one-sided. It was such a beautiful experience as our
bodies came together as one.  We shared our hunger, our needs,
our passion, and our pleasure.
That two girls could come together in this way and be so
complete - never really seemed a posibility before.  My body
seemed to be part of hers and was for her pleasure.  Similarly,
my thirst and desire found satisfaction and pleasure in her
body.  Making love to this girl seemed the most natural and
fulfilling experience of my life.

Each time she would shudder or thrust her hips to meet my
mouth, a thrill would shoot through me as well.  Within a few
more minutes that thrill would reach a new level as she began
to orgasm and the overdue eruption flooded my tongue deep
inside her vagina.  My god, I had made her come!  _I_ made her
come!  I had given her this pleasure that was ripping through
her body.  What a turn on that was for me.  I renewed my
offensive and my tongue assaulted her vagina with fervour.  Now
it was I that was being wound up like a spring, even while
Carly was unwinding in my mouth.  Images I had seen on the
internet came to mind - images of two women on their sides in a
69 position.  God how I wished Carly's mouth were on my pussy
at that moment - how I wanted to share her orgasm with her.
When her orgam subsided I licked her remaining cum that flowed
from her pulsating vagina, savoring each drop which was thicker
and more flavorful than earlier.  I drank freely from her until
her well was dry.  My thirst quenched and my stomach filled, I
began to kiss my way up her body, pasuing to suckle her
breasts, before nibbling her neck and finally covering her
mouth with mine, kissing her deeply and allowing her to taste
her own pussy.  I had kissed a few girls before, but never like
this - never so intimately - never in the afterglow of an
orgasm.

Carly's hips still gyrated from the aftershocks of her orgasm,
and her mound began to press against my own.  I found I  liked
this sensation as our pussies pressed against each other, panty
to panty.  I became even more aroused (if that were possible)
from the pressure of her pussy rubbing against my clit.  It
didn't tkae long for pleasure to turn to discomfort as the
friction of my panties started to burn.  Withought breaking our
kiss, I reached down and pushed my panties down over my thighs,
and then again brought my pussy down to Carly's.  It seemed a
natural thing to do when I reached down and pulled Carly's
panties to the side.  Now my pussy pressed on to her nakedness,
vulva to vulva like two mathcing puzzle pieces.  As I gyrated
my hips, my vulva slid along her labia, her remaining cum and
my increasing juices intermingled and lubricated our coupling.
The pain of friction was replaced with a slippery pleasure.
Our bodies began to move in synchronization as basic instincts
guided our movement.  My somewhat awkward and clumsy humping
had became fluid and purposeful now, occasionaly separating
from Carly and then rejoining so that our pussies seemingly
kissed each other.  Such sweet kisses indeed, the slippery, wet
sounds adding to the excitement.

I rode Carly with enthusiasm becoming intoxicated by the
contact.  Suddenly, I felt my vuvla slide between Carly's labia
and I could feel myself slip just inside her vagina.  I broke
our kiss and looked down at where our bodies were joined and
was overcome by the sight of our coupling and the reality of
the act that we were sharing.  It looked like we were fucking.
Though the penetration was not very deep, this simple act of
having her vulva receive mine, even just slightly, provided a
conduit for the exchange of intense pleasure, but even more
than that, it formed a union between us.  I cannot imagine
something more intimate than what we were sharing together.

The sensation of her pussy rubbing on mine combined with the
emotional thunder I was experiencing and I exploded in the most
powerful orgasm of my fourteen years.  My pussy tingled sending
lttle vibrations down my legs and spreading throughout my body.
As my orgasm built in intensity, so did our fucking to the
point I had all my weight pressing down on Carly in an effort
to ram my pussy as deep inside her vagina as I could.  I began
to cry out loud as my pleasure peaked and I gazed down at
Carly's pretty face and her sexy body lying beneath me.  What I
thought I could never have with another girl, we were sharing
at that very moment.  At the height of my orgasm, I knew there
could be no more pure or perfect sex between two human beings
than this.  Though we were two girls, we were making love and
it was the most natural and pure act possible.  Tears rolled
down my cheeks more freely - tears of release.  In additon to
unmatched pleasure, I had also experienced a hope and
understanding of my future.  Things became clear to me.  All
those feelings and desires that I had had for another girl's
body were manifest this night.  Though I had not consciously
known it before, my body had known all along what another
female could give to me - that her supple breasts and succulent
vagina could satisfy and fullfill me so completely.

I wanted to stay like this forever - our bodies tightly pressed
together, pussy to pussy as my vagina poured its honey into
hers below.  My gyrations slowed to a gentle up and down
motion, serving to splay her labia open and helping the flow of
my cum seep down into her vagina.  There could be no greater
intimacy than this I thought, filling her most special place
with a part of my essence - my treasure that would remain in
her.  Eventually I rolled to the side, keeping our pussies
together in a moist embrace, my eyes opened to a new found
peace and contentment.  I replayed our lovemaking in my mind as
I drifted off to sleep in Carly's arms, feeling her warmth
between my legs.


-THE END-

by Ginny Walker, 2004
wcollege2002@yahoo.com  or  wcollege2001@yahoo.com

This and future stories will appear on my web site at
www.geocities.com/wcollege2001
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