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K A R E N' S S T O R Y A R C H I V E
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Archive name: Karen.txt
Authors name: Karen Brewster
Story Title : MY TRUE STORY
I am often asked to describe my first bi experience so here
goes!:
Since my early years I questioned sexuality. My family and friends are
comprised of various appetites (as near as I could tell) and growing up in
the 70's and 80's was very confusing for me.
Some people were into various self help groups while others were simply
confused about there sexual identity, women's Lib, etc.. As a result, I too,
became confused. I certainly was attracted to guys but could also appreciate
the beauty of another female.
I had the usual childhood curiosities but didn't really question sex until my
mid and late teen years.
I had a few girlfriends and we did "sleepovers" at each others' houses that
didn't amount to much more than talking incessantly about our favorite topic:
Guys!
Since we played around with wearing each others clothes and makeup, I became
more than curious and "peeked" at their bodies and compared whenever the
opportunities presented itself.
This usually happened during the sleepovers and when bath or shower time came
around, I always insisted on not being alone. They didn't think anything of
being naked in front of me since I got naked in front of them first. I
wasn't too shy then.
I considered myself average in the looks department and I took awhile to
fully develop.
My breasts didn't finish their fullness until my early 20's but I always had
a nice round firm butt. Since I am average height (5' 8") for a girl, my
legs weren't anything exceptional unless I wore French cut bikini suits or
panties which emphasized my legs and made them look longer. My breasts have
since achieved "B" sometimes "C" size depending on the time of the month,
etc.
I was 20 when my first actual "experience" occurred with another female. Up
to then, I had only fantasized about this girl or that one and wondered if
they felt the same.
The other girl, (I'll call her Karen) was only 17 at the time and I was like
a big sister to her.
Our parents were best friends and often went out together while I "babysat"
with Karen.
So when she was 11 and 12, I was in my mid teens and we could stay together
while our parents went out to dinner or the movies.
When I went off to college for the first time, our parents remained good
friends but Karen and I didn't see much of each other and weren't necessarily
friends due to the age difference.
One weekend our parents wanted to go away to Las Vegas and wanted us to stay
together over the weekend and watch the house.
That first night (it was a Friday), I could tell that Karen was feeling
mischievous and was planting some seeds with me. Nothing really happened
that night as I had to drive down from school and was pretty tired from the
drive.
The next day feeling fully refreshed, we went to the Mall shopping and later
took in a movie. We saw "Pretty Woman" which prompted lots of conversation
about being a sexy hooker, dress, Richard Gere, etc.
That night we started to drink some beers (against my better judgement) and
the talk got pretty loose.
Karen started to ask me all kinds of personal questions about my sex life and
seemed anxious to share her past "sexcapades" and fantasies.
She asked me about specific guys and if I liked to suck them! I was unnerved
but undaunted and I was starting to feel a little silly myself as I listened
to her describe her experiences with this boy or that one.
When she asked me what I thought of being with another girl I was
dumbfounded!
I didn't know what to say so I kind of quickly brushed it off.
It was then that she started to prod me and then ended up tickling me (which
I HATE!)
She was really going at it with me and had me to the point of exhaustion.
When she finally stopped, I realized that I was feeling very flushed and
well, turned on. I simply cast it off as being aroused from the tickling
but I know now that she got me hot.
I finally convinced her that we were drunk and needed to go to bed. After
she started getting undressed, she said that she had forgotten to bring a
nightie and asked if she could borrow one of mine. She was down to her bra
and panties and I couldn't help noticing how she had grown over the six years
I had known her.
I was really having some weird feelings because I was like a sister to her
and here I was stunned by her newly formed femine beauty. I managed to
stammer out a "sure" and rummaged through my dresser to find an appropriate
nightie for her to wear.
She took it upon herself to help me and to my embarrassment discovered some
of my sexiest lingerie. She started to pull it out but once again, the big
sister in me grabbed it from her and pulled out a more sensible cotton-blend,
spaghetti strapped nightie.
She had a giggle at my predicament at being discovered but at least she
didn't find my penis shaped vibrator hidden in the bottom of the drawer!
I can still remember that night vividly. The room was lit by a single
nightstand lamp and she turned her back to me (an attempt at modesty I
guess). She made quite a big deal out of finishing undressing and sort of
lingered here and there so it would have its desired effect on me. I watched
as she unhooked her bra and draped it across the chair. She then turned just
enough so I could see her in the light. Her back was to my mirrored closet
doors while her beautiful breasts were illuminated by the night light.
I hadn't seen her breasts in a couple of years and was amazed at their
beauty. They weren't exceptionally large but they were absolutely flawless
and perfect in shape! They had an upturn to them like a sundae and the
nipples were like cherries on top! Her pink aereola of her nipples were
slightly puffy while the nipple itself was hard like an eraser...all sitting
on the most perfectly shaped size "C"s I had ever seen before or since.
I guess I should tell you that other than her body, the most striking thing
about Karen is her gorgeous blue eyes. They are very blue while her hair is
naturally jet black. Her father is half oriental and that accounts for her
black hair I guess.
I thought she would simply slip on my nightie at this point but instead, she
looked over at me with those baby blues and sensuously slipped her panties
down her long legs (she's nearly 6 feet tall with not an ounce of fat!)
That's what really stopped my heart. Her pussy hair, although also jet
black, was delicately fine and wispy like an asian and not like typical kinky
pubic hair. She probably doesn't even have to "wax" or trim for summer!
Her lips, nipples, and pussy lips were all a light pink. Her pussy lips were
a darker pink and I could make them out clearly under the fine wisps of hair
framing them. They definitely appeared to be either puffy or moist or both!
It was then that she caught me looking at her but didn't act like she was in
the least bit ashamed at me seeing her completely naked other than slightly
shifting around to put on the nightie.
Rather than slip it over her head, she made a big deal out of lifting her
leg into it and showing me her perfectly rounded ass as she did this.
Again, her movements were almost choregraphed and were so fluid that even
if I weren't interested in seeing her I would be interested! This was
like giving me a different view of her pussy as she bent over. She seemed
to make sure that there was just enough light so I could see her pussy
from this view. My thoughts were really flying! I was aroused but also
cautious and ever the big sister.
When we slipped under my comforter and turned out the light I wasn't sure
what to do or what would happen next. I decided to feign falling asleep
rather than try to deal with the situation we had both created. I was so
aroused that if I touched myself, I could cum.
After a bit, I started to "deep breathe" and almost snore a little to give
her the impression I was fast asleep.
She said "Jen?" and when I didn't arouse, she put her hand on my shoulder
and gently, lightly rubbed me there. I sighed and casually rolled over
on my back but still did not "wake" for her.
Just when I thought that nothing more would happen I thought I felt something
ever so lightly on the front of my panties. It was so light that I thought
for sure I was imagining that I felt it. I also was so aroused from the
tickling I thought that maybe my pussy was tingling on its own from that!
Then again!....just barely on the front of my panties!....ever so faintly.
I almost opened my eyes just to see if this was real or imagined and then
thought better of it...to just breathe even deeper as if I were really
starting to go into a deep sleep with an occasional [real] sigh thrown in.
When this didn't meet with any resistance...I distinctly felt light fingers
touching my belly just above my waistband. I let out an involuntary moan but
managed to continue with my sleep charade. Now the fingers started to
ever-so-lightly insinuate their way under my elastic waistband. This was too
exciting and more than I could hardly bear! Again my body betrayed me as I
let out a moan and a shudder that I just couldn't hold back.
I guess this was enough to encourage Karen to inch her way downward. As she
did so, I could feel her breast---more like the hardened nipple--press gently
against my left arm and I could hear her hot breathing as she moved on
between my legs. The image of that perfect breast, as I felt it against me,
was conjuring up delightful thoughts.
When her finger reached the top of my pussy it was more than I could
take...it was like an electric shock and my clit stuck out to greet her
finger. I could tell I was already wet and she continued to touch me with
hardly any pressure. It was like a butterfly landing on those lips and
tickled me to where I shuddered out a climax that no matter how I would have
tried, couldn't hold back.
My breathing turned into mewling as I know Karen must have been smiling at
her ability to bring me off so simply and completely~! If she only knew!
I don't know why I didn't just go ahead and "wake up" and reach over and hug
her. I guess I knew I was the responsible one and didn't want to
"reciprocate" or otherwise encourage a sexual relationship with someone who
I thought of as a minor but like my little sister!
Still... gentle wave upon wave of orgasm shuddered through my body after her
wetted finger touched me off. To this day, I don't think I have ever cum
like that.
I eventually really did fall asleep a few moments after she cautiously
slipped her hand out of my panties. We never spoke of it afterward and,
unfortunately, she and her parents moved out of state shortly thereafter.
I continue to think about Karen and wished I had taken her in my arms and
kissed her full on her mouth and have often fantasized about kissing and
licking her pink pussy lips and giving her the kind of cum she gave me.
I've often fantasized and wondered what she would taste like.
It didn't happen and I don't know if it ever will. It's now 5 years later
and I heard she got pregnant and married the father of the baby soon after.
I often wonder if she wishes more had happened or if she fantasizes about me.
;>)