Looking back I've been thinking about a previous TMI post quite a bit in the last while. Maybe in anticipation for Friday night. An earlier post I very briefly wrote about my first experiences with someone of the same sex.
As I wrote the first time I kissed a girl I was 11. A girl in our class was being made fun of becasue she was supposedly a bad kisser. My best friend and I didn't want the same shame brought upon us when it was our chance. We decided to practice on each other first quick kisses and eventually we progressed up to open mouth kissing and using our tongue. While it was exciting we were doing it for a cause, the prevention of social humiliation. Once we felt we had perfected our technique and we got boys to kiss us we stopped practicing with each other.
When I was 15 I started to become friends with a girl in my school, lets call her Carol. We became friends because we were in several classes with each other. She was nice and friendly and pretty cute. There were some rumors going around that she had asked a girl at another school to kiss her and people teased her a bit over this. I didn't think a lot about that as I had kissed a girl for practice and I assumed, silly naive me, she was looking to do the same.
There was a party one weekend that I wanted to go to but knew I wouldn't be allowed to go to because there would be drinking. Carol said I could tell my parents that I was staying at her place so they wouldn't know about my attending the party. We went to the party and while I didn't get drunk I did get a bit tipsy and late we headed back to Carol's house.
We got ready for bed and Carol told me she thought I was pretty and as I was always polite I told her she was too. She then moved closer to me and kissed me. I kissed her back. We kissed until we couldn't stay awake any longer. At some point her hand had gone up my nightgown and she touched my breasts. I remember thinking I shouldn't be liking ths as much as I should be.
Sleepovers became a fairly regular thing for us either at her house or mine. Soon we didn't bother putting our night gowns on since they never stayed on long. We would spend most of the night kissing and exploring each others bodies. Panties stayed on for quite a while it took us both a while to build up the never to touch each other in that way. Usually I followed Carols lead but I was the first to reach down between her legs and feel her moist panties. Eventually panties came off and we were exploring each others pussies and fingering each other. She was the first person to make me orgasam.
We never actually performed oral sex on each other. I didn't really know about it at that point and not sure if she did either. I was sexually active with boys but none of them had made an attempt to go down on me. Boys had oral sex performed on them but nothing I had read about sex talked about it for girls.
What I think I liked most about my time with Carol was the fact that it was extended foreplay. Guys, at least the ones I was with, only were interested in foreplay as a way to have intercourse. Just enough to get them what they really wanted. Making out and having sex with guys involved sneaking around and trying not to get caught. Guys would never have been allowed in my room let alone stay the night.
Carol and I had our sleepovers throughout highschool. The frequency changed as other things were going on in our lives (school, sports, work and boyfriends) but the times we were able to be together were always fun and enjoyable. I look back at those times fondly.
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