A little back ground
info!
I was raised in a pretty typical all american happy
home. Working class divorced parents and two sisters, I am the
middle child. Nothing odd there. I have always been very out
going and in to a lot of activities and sports. My main sport
was gymnastics and I competed on a pretty good team up in
Ohio. I also did softball and later became a cheerleader for
my schools football and basketball team. Cheerleading didn't
last very long for me because as you will read I found
better things to do at the high school football games then sit
on the sidelines cheering on the boys.
My sexuality really took off when I was
about 14. I started out just masturbating in my bedroom at
night with my fingers feeling their way around my fresh virgin
pussy. Bringing myself to an orgasm always felt so good I
could not get enough of it. I knew I couldn't be the only one
doing this alone at night, my girlfriends had to be doing the
same thing, but no one was talking about it.
One night my girlfriend Sara stayed the
night and we got a bit tipsy on my fathers Seagrams. Of course
with a little buzz going it was easy to bring up the subject I
had been wondering about for so long. We started talking about
sex and then of course about whether we had ever fingered
ourselves before. I was happy to find out that I was not the
only one enjoying myself under my blankets at night. After
more chat and more sips from the liquor bottle Sara and I
started hinting and joking around about lesbians and saying
things like, "do you think that is gross or ok, for two girls
to make out?"
I always had an attraction to some of my
girlfriends so I said I thought is was ok for girls to play
with each other. Sara must have been thinking the same thing
because soon after that we were on my bed making out and
taking our shirts off to feel each others firm breasts. Her
tits were nearly perfect, nice size b's but one was a tad bit
bigger then the other one. Not that I minded, I was just
thrilled to actually be feeling some one elses body next to
mine.
After that one night with Sara we became
in separable friends. We would go to all the high school foot
ball games together and stayed the night at each others houses
every weekend. We kept our little secret to our selves for the
most part. When we would go to away football games that is
when we would pick up some Junior or Senior and tag team him.
We only did this with guys from other schools because we
didn't want to be known as big sluts around our own school. I
wouldn't get used to being called a slut and actually taking
pride in that until a few years later when I discoverd being
called a slut was not such a bad thing.
Sara and I remain best friends until we
both moved away from town. Now I haven't seen her in a few
years but I talked to her on the phone a few months ago. She
is still doing great and I look forward to hooking up with her
again when we meet up. I think it would be great to do a tag
team on Brett with her. He has never gotten to meet Sara so it
will be one more fantasy of mine fulfilled when we all do get
to see each other. And don't you worry when we get together I
will make sure to have a camera handy.