Author: Madame Ovary Title: The Adventures of Carly and Ginger Part: 1 Summary: Carly and Ginger are best friends. This is the story of their coming of age and all the adventures they share. Keywords: fsolo, ff, mf, mf+, Mf, Mf+, FF, cons, rom, inc <!--ADULTSONLY--> Synopsis: Best friends Carly and Ginger are in their early teens when they discover their love for each other. With the risk of getting caught by family increasing every day, they find an old house in which to more privately carry out their affair. Over time, they invite Carly?s brother Bobby to join in, not realizing that their involvement with him will lead to a three-way love affair. Then an older man, a gentle widower who eventually befriends them, finds out about the (now) teens. Soon our two lovely young ladies and he become involved. This book was actually my first completed adult story, and is a very humble attempt at paying homage to the very famous ?The Adventures of Me and Martha Jane?, written by Santos J. Romeo. Mr. Romeo?s book moved me so much that I was compelled to begin writing adult fiction after years of only wanting to. After his wonderful novel, I just knew I had to try my hand at a full-length book filled with poignant romance, the fears that go along with an underage, illicit, and incestual (at times) affair, and of coming of age. It is a book that shows true love can endure, even if that love goes against the norm. The Adventures of Carly & Ginger By Madame Ovary January 2015 Chapter 1: Carly At some point in my thirteenth year, the strange sounds I occasionally heard coming from my parent?s room ignited my curiosity in a new and different way. Oh, I can remember for several years now hearing those noises my parents made, but for some reason they never got my attention like now. Something was different now. Looking back, I think it had something to do with the fact that I?d gotten my first period several months prior, and then shortly after that, Mom and I had ?that talk? about how babies are made. I remember everything about that day we had the talk, but most of all, I remember being embarrassed. As a result, I had no idea what questions to ask, but as the weeks went by the math was starting to add up in my head in a new way. Now, when I heard them making love I would linger at their door, listening even more closely to catch the faintest sounds, and wondering all the while what this ?making love? was really all about. Mom and Dad had been high school sweethearts and were always loving and soft-spoken toward each other, and I know now that I was really fortunate to have had them as my parents, because I?ve seen the effect of poor or absent parents on kids who grew up less fortunate than I. My parents must have been voracious lovers, as my entire youth is filled with memories of them flirting with each other, but more than that, they really were quite vocal in the bedroom. Because of that, I came to realize that they must have explored every avenue the marriage bed had offered to them, and then some! Mom?s talks with me about sex, and the many long speculative discussions with my best friend Ginger had awakened me to a new-felt desire. And now when I listened at their bedroom door with a new ?enlightened mind?, I worked up the courage to ask my Mom about more than just the biological aspects of sex that she had mentioned to me. I?ll talk much more about Ginger later, but suffice it to say that we were both at that budding, ?curious? age, and between our heated discussions about sex and anatomy, I came up with a long list of questions for my Mom the next time a situation presented itself. My mother was a very attractive woman, often dressing to entice my Dad when no one else was around, and clearly she was no puritan when it came to sex. And as I came to find out from our talks, her concept of sex was that it had a value and enticement that went way beyond the procreative reasons. I had always been a bright and precocious child; more questioning than most children my age, and my parents saw that in me and encouraged it. But it was my Mom?s more ?liberated? views that led to several very eye- opening discussions in the weeks that followed about sex, and I don?t ever remember any subject being off limits. And as I learned more, I became even more curious. As a result of that curiosity, Mom opened her treasure trove of secret knowledge to me, and was willing to discuss not only the biological but the mechanical and pleasurable and more intimate aspects of romance and sex. I remember Mom?s eyes as she would describe some of the more exciting aspects of sex. Clearly she was thinking back to her many adventures with my Dad while talking with me. He must have been a wonderful lover for her, and she an uninhibited and sensual wife for him. Of course, I had the sense to only approach her when I felt the timing was good for her and definitely when no one else was around. In the end, I think she knew I was getting closer to womanhood and wanted me to have a healthy and safe attitude about sex, for which I?ve been very grateful over the years. Armed with my increased knowledge, my visits to their bedroom door became much more instructional and increased not only my curiosity, but my yearning as well. It was during this time that I began to get tingly feelings ?down there? (as I used to think of it) and had started to touch myself as I listened to my Mom and Dad in the throes of ecstasy just a few feet from my ear at their door. It happened quite by accident, that first time I consciously touched my own pussy, and when I did, it was like I?d stuck my finger in a light socket. And I was never the same afterwards. Looking back on it now, I?m guessing Mom told Dad that I was ?aware? now, and maybe they worried less about being so cautious during their moments of intimacy because it seemed to me that their noises grew louder and less inhibited, and it coincided with my time of awakening. It was about this time I also began to hear other noises as well?and I realized it was from movies they would watch on the TV in their room. Perhaps they?d kept the volume down all these years but now it seemed they felt free to turn the volume up a little. The more I listened to these ?other sounds?, the more I realized these were movies about people having sex, and my parents seemed to enjoy watching them quite a bit after they thought my brother and I were in bed. That was my introduction to porn, and I just had to figure out a way to watch one of their tapes after hearing them! I clearly remember making plans to sneak one of those movies from their room, so the very next time they left the house together I went looking for them. By now I was 14, and they didn?t worry too much about me being alone at home for a couple of hours, but I made sure to never give them a reason to worry because I liked having that freedom. After a few minutes of searching their room, I found their collection of tapes in the cedar chest at the foot of their bed. They were under a couple of extra blankets Mom kept in there. They had a total of 14 tapes?I made sure to count them, each with explicit pictures of men and women on the covers, so I was pretty sure I?d found the movies I was so curious about. I can remember looking at the covers and feeling a powerful feeling ?down there?, and could not wait to watch one of them. I had a VHS player in my room for all my girly video tapes (remember the cartoon Disney movies?), so after looking through several of their tapes, I took one to my room, and with great anticipation plugged it in. My first initiation to seeing actual sex was watching a girl going down on a guy with a huge cock. Oh, I?d seen cocks before?I saw my Dad?s through his boxer shorts many times, and then saw him naked a couple of times by accident when he was in the bathroom. I?d also snuck peeks at Bobby?s (my older brother) when he didn?t know I was looking. But I?d never seen an erect one and was amazed at how different and large, and even scary, they looked when erect. I had only my Mom?s word to go by on what happened to a man?s penis during sex, so seeing her words come to life on the screen was a real eye-opener for me. Anyway, this girl had her mouth on this guys massive cock, and she was doing everything she could to get it all in there. Mom had explained oral sex to me, and the reasons why men and women do it (and like it), but here it was for real! This girl was apparently quite good at it because after a few minutes the guy ?came? and I got to see cum for the first time in my life. Mom had told me about a man?s cum, and that sometimes it would come out during oral sex if the man got excited enough, but this was incredible! The girl hungrily licked it up, acting like it was delicious! I can remember feeling woozy after watching that, and I realize now this was my first time to get very turned on! The other scene I remember watching was one where a girl masturbated herself with her fingers and then with a dildo, something else Mom had discussed with me. I watched this girls fingers and how she worked herself up to an orgasm. I remember thinking at first that from the look on her face she must have been in pain, but then I realized that she was making herself cum, and that it didn?t hurt at all. In fact, it seemed to be very pleasurable for her, just like Mom had said it would be. Mom had also told me that the right man would be interested in giving his woman orgasms and not in just pleasing himself. I rewound that part and watched it again with great interest to make sure I could see just what she was doing to herself. Then I watched one last scene, where two girls were in bed together, holding and caressing each other, exploring with their mouths and hands before giving each other oral sex. The scene was not hurried like the others, and these girls seemed to be very romantic with each other. I remember feeling overwhelmed by the gentleness and sweetness of their lovemaking. This wasn?t as forceful and rough as when that girl had sucked the guys cock. This was romantic and loving, or at least it seemed that way to me. I found myself breathing deeply and realized I was feeling very turned on by this last scene and when I reached down to touch myself I noticed that my panties were wet! I can also remember the shock that went up through my body at that lingering touch. I clearly remember thinking, what would happen if Ginger and I tried to do something like that with each other? It was then I realized that lately I had been feeling closer to her in a way I couldn't describe or fully understand, except to say that I knew I loved her and I was interested in everything about her. I loved our time together, especially during sleepovers when we shared the same bed, and oftentimes we would be cuddling when I woke up. Ginger never said anything about my cuddling her, but as I analyzed my memories, I remembered that she had returned those cuddles. I knew now my feelings for her were stronger than I?d realized, and that I felt very tender toward her. Later when I looked back at these days, I realized that I loved her in a far more profound way than girlfriends are supposed to. I wondered if I could do to Ginger what the girl in the movie had done for her girlfriend. I wondered if I could kiss her?down there; and just the thought of that made me feel really warm inside, thinking about touching her or doing more. It made my head swim. By this time, I was getting worried that my folks might come back at any minute so I hurriedly returned the tape to their room. I had watched a lot of sex that day, but rather than freaking me out or disgusting me, I was fascinated and had actually gotten very aroused by it all, especially when the girl had played with herself and then where the two girls had made love to each other. And it really got me to thinking about Ginger and me and my feelings for her in a new way and I wondered if she would ever consider something like that with me? I found myself hoping she would. Chapter 2: Carly?s True Awakening As I lay in bed that night, my mind raced back over all the video images that I had watched earlier. I vividly remembered that girl masturbating and how she had licked her fingers after they had been in her pussy (as Mom called it, and I thought that name was cute!). She seemed to really like the taste of her own pussy, too! The more I thought about that and the other images I?d seen that afternoon, the more tingly I started to feel, kind of like being anxious inside about something. I reached my hand down slowly and put it under my panties. My first touches were very tentative, as I was pretty nervous, but that feeling of electric shudders running through my young body made me keep going. I remember seeing the close-ups on the video of that one girl?s pussy. I remember seeing all the beautiful red hair down there, and the pussy lips and her hole and how everything got really wet when she rubbed it. I could clearly see that little knob at the top of her pussy. Mom had told me that knob was called our clitoris, or clit. The one girl had asked the other girl to suck on it for her, and that had seemed to really make her go crazy. Even the girl that was sucking that guy?s cock was touching herself there at the same time. That had to be the key! I began to explore myself. I felt a little nervous, but I realized that it also felt amazingly good in a strange new kind of way. My fingers found the folds of my lips, which were quite wet by then, and then I moved my fingers a little higher to the top of my pussy and that?s when my world changed forever. I had found my clit, and it was like a strong electric jolt when I touched it. I felt my way around it and the rest of my anatomy down there, and found that my body was feeling increasingly dizzy and excited the more I touched myself. I realized very quickly that rubbing my clit gave me the most intense feelings, so that?s where I concentrated my efforts. I was trying to do just what that girl had done to herself. I figured out that going from my clit to my pussy hole and back again felt really awesome. I tried sticking my fingers inside that hole, and found that I was sticky wet in there. Mom said we get wet when we?re sexually aroused to allow a man?s penis (or cock as Mom had told me) to enter our vaginas. Then I remembered that the video girl had also licked her fingers from time to time, like she seemed to like the taste of that juice that came out of her. By now my fingers were really wet from my own juices, so tentatively I brought my hand up to my face and sniffed. Hmmm?it was an odd smell, but not really a bad one. I licked a finger, but really didn?t taste much of anything, so I licked several of them and finally I got a taste of my pussy! It wasn?t bad I thought, and sucking on my fingers kind of made me a little hotter, so I did it more often. I remember thinking often about Ginger during that first time, and thought that if her pussy taste like that, that I might really enjoy bringing her pleasure by licking her down there. That thought made my fingers move faster in my hot little hole. I was exploring and finding out that some touches and places on me felt more powerful than others and that some things felt way more intense than others! I also found that rubbing my pussy felt a lot better when my fingers were really wet, so I licked them often. By now I was feeling very tingly and nervous inside, but in a really good way. I also started to feel shaky and light headed, and I noticed that this feeling started to get a lot stronger as I kept going. That feeling had started in my pussy, but now it was spreading up toward my brain, even! At some point I started to get scared because of how I was feeling inside, but when I would stop for a few seconds, I felt like I just had to keep going and not stop, so that?s exactly what I did! In just a very short time, I became so worked up inside that I knew I was getting close to cumming. Mom had told me what her orgasms felt like, and now I began to understand! I bravely kept going, and soon I wondered if I was going to have a heart attack or a nervous breakdown or something like that because it felt so darn good! At last when I thought I couldn't stand it any longer, I kept going and didn?t stop, and I fell off the cliff and I brought myself to my first orgasm. It was so intense that I thought I would lose my mind, and then at the same time I wanted to do it again as soon as possible! When it was over, I slowly brought my fingers to my mouth again and this time the taste was more noticeable, but it wasn?t bad at all. I think I sort of liked it, and now I saw why those girls on the video were licking their fingers and each other?s pussies. I wondered if Ginger's pussy would taste like mine or be different, and more importantly?would I have the courage to try it, even if she'd let me! Masturbation became my nightly ritual (and sometimes a morning thing, too!), and in no time I was getting really good at it, making myself cum several times before I would drift off to sleep. By the next time I got to watch my parent?s videos, I was something of a pro at getting myself off! This time, as soon as my Mom was out the door I was in their room retrieving two different videos, and for the next two hours I lay spread-eagled in my bean bag chair with my fingers in my pussy pleasuring myself while I watched videos. I just could not get enough of cumming, and now I was fast forwarding to the places where a girl was eating another girls pussy girls, or even where they were putting the guys penises in their mouths. By now, I had seen a man and a woman having sex, but that wasn?t initially as appealing to me as the other forms of sex, although I didn't know why at the time. A man and a woman having sex seemed a lot more intense and graphic to me, and maybe a little more ugly somehow. To me, it wasn?t as romantic, and soft, and loving as two women together somehow. Toward the end of this almost one-hour session, I watched yet another scene where one girl put her face on another girls pussy and licked, and kissed, and sucked on her, and she even licked her asshole, which really seemed to turn that girl on. All of this was driving me crazy, and even though I had cum several times already, this last scene drove me over the edge in short notice; and once again, I saw Ginger in my mind?s eye. Those two girls seemed to genuinely like eating each other?s pussies and I learned a lot from that last long scene. By now I was sucking on my fingers with abandon during my fingering sessions, and I had no way of knowing it at the time but oral sex was fast becoming an early obsession with me. To me, the whole idea of letting a man lay on top of you and put his penis inside your pussy seemed kind of over the top and a little scary, and did not seem near as fun as the other things you could do with a girl, or maybe even with a boy! I think that?s when I first thought about sucking a cock, and becoming intrigued with the idea. I was starting to learn the language of sex now too; all the terms that had to do with sex. By now I had discovered how sensitive my nipples could get. I?d seen them getting sucked and pinched regularly in many scenes, so that was the naturally next step for me; to touch my own and then learn to pinch them in the best way for my pleasure. It was an amazing addition to a finger on my pussy! I must have looked like a young porn-star myself on those occasions, writhing around on my bed, spread out and wantonly fingering myself while playing with my titties! Later that night and alone in bed, I wondered what it would feel like to put my mouth on a girls pussy and what does a boys penis tastes like and what does his cum taste like, and would I even have the courage to let him cum in my mouth if I got the chance? That led me to the next inevitable thought? how on earth do I find a way to try it all out for myself? Chapter 3: Ginger I didn?t have many girlfriends that I enjoyed being with, but I had one that I trusted completely and had been very close with since we?d been in early grade school. Ginger Thompson and I had grown up together and had been in the same grade at the same school since kindergarten. We spent many a night over the years at each other?s houses on sleepovers since we lived just three blocks from each other. As a result, we knew the others parents well and felt equally at home at either house. Ginger and I liked so many of the same things and we seemed to think the same way, too. We even finished each other?s sentences a lot of times. I?d always thought Ginger was very cute and that she would be a beautiful woman one day. The truth is, I had a crush on her and wished I could be as pretty as her. I began to find that the more I learned about sex, especially from watching those tapes these past weeks, that my feelings for Ginger had changed somehow and I grew more curious in the process. Like most girls our age, lately we?d been practicing our kissing, first on our hands and arms, and then more recently on the lips. This came after I started watching my parent?s movies, and I had been the one to initiate most of it. But lately, our kisses had gone from just ?regular? kissing to actually becoming a little passionate. We had been sharing the sum of our knowledge with each other (except about my movies), and Gin had told me of a conversation she?d had with another girl about ?frenching?, where you ?swap spit? as the boys called it (gross!). At our next sleepover, which was during my own "exploration phase", as we were practicing our kissing I gently stuck my tongue out and touched her lips with it. To my great delight, Gin opened her mouth, and in my tongue went! She immediately returned my tonguing, as if she?d been waiting for me to do it first, and I felt my pussy get really wet. From the sounds I remember us making, I know that Gin was getting just as turned on as I was. It was a whole new ballgame for us, and we got all dreamy-eyed from exploring each others mouths. We ended up laying in my bed that night for hours before falling asleep just kissing and holding each other. I still didn?t know exactly how Ginger felt about girls versus boys, but I was determined to feel her out about it now that I knew what I wanted. Ginger had mentioned several times that she thought all the boys we knew were gross and idiots and that she enjoyed our times together very much. We shared all our thoughts and dreams with each other, and so far as I knew, kept no secrets from each other (well, almost none!). When Mom and I had our ?talks?, I had shared the newfound knowledge with her. This in turn resulted in Gin talking to her Mom about sex, and we combined our knowledge in an effort to learn as much about the subject as possible. It was during our sleepovers during those weeks that we began to talk a lot more heavily about sex, late into the night while kissing each other. Once we were kissing under the sheets and after the lights went out, I worked up the courage to not just hold her, but to touch her gently. I started by holding her hands, sometimes with our fingers interlocked, and then I would stroke her arms or shoulders. That led to me gently caressing her back, and then I slipped it down to her silky tiny ass, and I think I came that night as we kissed! Ginger was slow to return those initial touches, but once she did, she couldn?t keep her hands off me either, and before long, we were touching each other everywhere except our private areas. That still hadn?t happened yet. It was during that time that we compared our newly budding titties and showed each other our pussies, and when I first saw hers, I knew I wanted my mouth on it. Within a week or two after I?d started watching my parents tapes, I told her about the them and asked her if she wanted to watch one with me at our next sleepover at my house. She said ?yes? excitedly, and so we set it up for the coming weekend. That night I touched Gingers nipples for the first time while we were kissing and she groaned into my mouth and touched mine as well! I chanced pinching them gently and rolling them between my finger and thumb, and she kissed me very urgently then! I was in seventh heaven and wanted to go further, but dared not just yet. The last thing I ever wanted was to lose her in my life, so I knew I had to have a good plan. Ginger showed up at six that Friday night for dinner with us, and just before she arrived, I snuck into my parents room and got the tape I wanted for tonight?the one where a girl made herself cum with her fingers, and where the two girls were eating each others pussies. My heart was racing within me as I snuck the tape out of my parent?s room! I hoped with everything in me that Ginger felt the same way I did about sex with her. After dinner, we helped my Mom clean up the kitchen then excused ourselves to my room and quietly closed and locked my bedroom door. I wasn?t supposed to lock it, and I never did, but I couldn?t take the chance that someone would want to come in during the next few hours. I could always explain it away as an accident if my Mom came to the door, but it would give me time to ?safe? the room! As we sat together on my bean-bag chair, I confessed to Gin that I had been experimented with touching myself and I?d had an orgasm from the experience. I didn?t tell her how often, only that I had and that it was wonderful. Ginger was wide-eyed and amazed by this, and said she had wanted to try it herself but wasn't sure what to do and found it hard to work up the courage to try it for herself. ?Well, let?s watch our movie, and see what happens!? I offered. ?There?s a scene where a girl makes herself cum and we?ll watch that first, then we can talk more about it if you want to.? She giggled nervously at that, but I could see the light and eagerness in her eyes as I slid the tape into the player. Before I pressed ?play?, I told her I was going to get comfortable and invited her to join me as I stripped down to my sleep t-shirt and panties, and she did the same with no hesitation and then joined me on my bean- bag chair. I told her we needed to be very quiet and to keep the TV sound muted. I said I hated to do that because the sounds the people made while having sex could really turn me on. She giggled nervously at that, so I quickly added that we couldn?t afford for someone to walk by my room and hear the moans coming from the TV?or from us! I was so hot and horny by now that I was determined to go ?all the way? with Ginger if she would let me, and laying next to her like this was driving me crazy. As the movie went on, I was quietly explaining things to her about what she was seeing. By now we were beginning to cuddle and the silky warmth of her body and her legs next to mine really had me worked up. We were holding hands, and occasionally I would gently touch the top of her thigh. I waited until I thought she must be getting turned on by the movie before I took the next step. As the movie progressed, it came to the spot where the girl went the whole scene by herself and just fingered herself until she came. I let the scene play through all the way, stealing glances at Ginger?s face. She was clearly entranced by what she was seeing, and from time to time I noticed her squirm a bit as we lay there together. I could hear her breathing a little harder and her eyes had a strange look in them. When that scene was over, we looked at each other. ?Wow!?, she said. ?I?ve never seen anything like that before! I was getting tingly all over watching her! It looked like it hurts! Does it?? I was smiling and looked her directly in the eyes. ?No, Ginger?it doesn?t hurt, it feels wonderful! It?s the best feeling ever!? I exclaimed. Then I told her more about my first time touching myself and how that time felt, trying to ease her mind. I leaned in and kissed her then, just a light kiss on the lips, and she returned it. Within seconds we were in each other?s arms and our tongues were dancing. I was incredibly wet, and wanted so badly to touch myself. I took a chance, then. A big chance. ?Gin, do you think you would want to watch me do what that girl did, and then you?ll know better how to do it?? ?Oh, yes!? she blurted out. ?After seeing this, I really want to learn how to do it now, too!? I smiled as I peeled off my panties then leaned back in my bean bag chair, and I asked her to sit on the floor in front of me so she could see better what to do. I aimed myself so that she would have a clear view of my pussy from the light of the single lamp in the room that was on. I listened closely then for a moment to the rest of the house, but everyone was downstairs watching a movie. ?Do me a favor and listen close outside for anyone coming up the stairs, ok?? She nodded quickly. ?Sure, sure. No problem!? She was really staring at my pussy now, not bashful or embarrassed at all, which turned me on big time. And so it began. I leaned back in my bean bag chair and spread my legs wide so she could clearly see my pussy. I was more sexually excited than I?d ever been in my young life. ?Oh, wow!? she whispered. ?You?re kind of wet just like she was in the movie!? She licked her lips, and I wanted her so bad in that moment. ?I know!? I whispered. ?Remember that happens when we get turned on?? I rolled my hips a bit, making a show for her. ?That movie really turned me on, too!? I whispered lasciviously. At first I must admit feeling self-conscious and a little shy, but I was so turned on that it was surprisingly easy for me to touch myself as I watched her face watching me. It made me so much hotter and hornier than I would have imagined for her to be this close to me while I masturbated. I watched her face as I worked my pussy over. Her eyes were glistening as she stared intently at my hand and what it was doing. I explained a little as I went along, showing her which things felt the best. I asked her to move in closer to see better, which she quickly did, and then I just kind of let go, breathed heavily, and rolled my hips a little as I played with myself. As close as she was to me, I wanted this moment to last forever! I knew my butt cheeks came off the bag several times and I was really gyrating as I really started getting into it. She said hardly anything, but her mouth was open and I could see she was breathing harder. Occasionally she would lick her lips, which really turned me on, and her eyes were glistening as they went from my pussy to my face. I worked up the courage, and slowly took my hand away from my pussy and brought it to my mouth, all the while watching her. When I was sure she was watching me, I sucked on my fingers while making eye contact with her, and then went back to working on my pussy. Her eyes got huge and she licked her lips again. ?Oh, fuck!? she groaned. Ginger rarely used that word, and this time I nearly came from hearing her say it like that. That familiar excitement was building up in me only this time it was happening more quickly and it was much more intense. When I was close, I held out my left hand to her and whispered ?Oh, Ginger, I?m going to cum!? She grabbed my hand and held it tight. And with that, I came. Maybe harder than I ever had since I?d started masturbating. It was very difficult for me to not cry out, but I had to stay quiet. I just stared deep into her eyes as I came and raised my ass up off the floor right in her direction. Ginger was clearly beside herself, and was very excited by what she?d seen. I sucked my fingertips again, cleaning them off, enjoying my flavor and the look in her eyes when I did it. ?Wow!? she whispered breathlessly. ?Oh my gosh, Carly?that was so fucking amazing!? I smiled at her. Her eyes were slightly glazed over, and she was breathing hard. ?Oh Gin!? I breathed hard, ?I have to tell you it was so much more intense with you here watching me, darling!? I admitted, chancing using that familiar for the first time ever. ?You being right here made me cum so much harder than before when I?d cum!? She looked at me in amazement. "Really?" she asked quietly. "Why?" she said. "Well..." I stammered, not having planned for the conversation to go this way. I decided to step out on a limb a little. "Because I think you are so beautiful and sexy, and when we kiss and touch each other it turns me on so much. So having you watch me turned me on even more!" I said shyly. "Wow!" she breathed quietly. Then came her own admission. "Carly, I think you are the most beautiful girl I know, and it turns me on to kiss and touch you, too, and watching you just now just about drove me crazy!" I could see it in her eyes, now. She was crazy about me. ?Wouldn?t you like to feel it, too, Gin?? I asked her. She looked at me with glazed eyes, hopeful yet shy. ?Would you rather I help you feel it too, Gin?? I asked gently and hopefully. She looked at me and nodded, smiling shyly. I smiled at her. I was so excited I could hardly restrain myself. I was going to get to help my best friend have her first orgasm! Chapter 4: Ginger?s Awakening ?OK then Ginger, change places with me, honey. Here, you sit on my bean bag like I did so I can see you easily. But first take off your panties.? She stood up and lowered her panties, and I couldn?t help but think how sexy she looked sliding her panties down her legs. I smiled at her and took a chance. ?Wow, you really looked sexy when you did that!? She looked at me then, surprised. ?You really think so?? ?Uh huh!? I said. She kind of smiled mysteriously then sat down on my bean bag and my heart and stomach leaped inside me, and I know I licked my lips. Gin?s pussy was gorgeous, with beautiful lips and a large clit, and I knew instantly that I wanted to touch it and put my mouth on it. And she was visibly wet, and that only increased my excitement! Before I knew what I was doing I told her how beautiful her pussy was. This caught her by surprise. ?Oh, Carly!? she exclaimed, then more quietly, ?do you really think so, hon?? It was the first time she?d ever called me ?hon?. ?Oh yes! It?s way prettier than mine!? I answered emphatically. ?And you?re wet and gooey already and it?s just gorgeous and sexy as hell!? I knew I was getting carried away, but I no longer cared. Ginger flushed a deep red and looked away for a second, but then met my eyes and looked at me in a new way after that. Gin was a couple of months older than me, and she had a little more hair down there than me. Her dark curls were starting to form above the most beautiful pussy I?d ever seen! Below her hair, her lips were perfectly smooth and poked out nicely, and as she adjusted herself on the bean bag and spread her legs a little more, I notice that those lips were slightly parted toward the bottom of her slit, giving me a view of her hole. I was beside myself, and wondered what it would taste like. I knew I was breathing hard and licking my lips, but I didn?t try to hide in anymore! ?What do I do first?? she asked nervously. ?Would you like me to show you? To help you?? I asked smiling. ?Uh, huh? she replied shyly and quietly. My heart leaped. "OK, but would it be OK if I kissed you first for a while?" I asked her. She just smiled and nodded, her eyes changing. I crawled up between her naked legs then and kissed her gently, then less gently, then very passionately, my hand going to her breast and our tongues dancing. It was the sexiest experience of my life, and the feeling of being between her silky thighs had me so turned on. But when I felt her legs lifting and rubbing against mine, my head swam. I stopped and looked down at her, and our eyes met. "Kiss me again, hon!" She said quietly and with a strong look of desire in her eyes, so I moved in and kissed her again, running my tongue across her lips and telling her how beautiful I thought she was and how much she turned me on. She groaned into my mouth and I just about came right there! "You turn me on, too, Carly!" she confessed. I knew then I was hopelessly in love with my Ginger. I smiled down at her; ?OK, give me your hand?. I reluctantly left her mouth behind and sat up between her legs. I couldn?t help but notice that she looked even wetter than before! I gently placed her hand on her pussy. ?Now softly just explore yourself, and feel your lips and your hole. It?s ok! Go on, I promise it will feel so, so good, darling!? I was using terms I?d heard my parents use with each other, but they felt so natural and right alone here with Ginger now. I kept my hand on hers and helped direct her fingers to all the places she should explore. As she moved about, I also moved my fingers around and let them gently touch her. She didn?t seem to mind this so I kept going, sneaking in another touch of my own every few seconds. ?I?m feeling so tingly!? she said, and I said ?shhhh! Baby, not so loud, remember?? I giggled. She nodded quickly. ?Keep going now, sweetie? I said. ?It gets better.? She began moving her fingers again. And so did I. Her pussy felt so good, and somehow so much different than mine, but I knew I needed to let her cum on her own for the first time. I leaned in closer, and my face was only a foot or so from her wet slit. Now I could smell her and it made my head swim. I wanted to just bury my face down there and pleasure her all night long! I tested the waters by putting both hands on her thighs and when she didn?t seem to mind, I spread them apart a little wider and pushed them back up to rock her ass upward towards me. Her little pink asshole was right there in front of me as I cheered her on. ?Go on now, Ginger. I know you?re close! Make yourself cum now, baby!? This seemed to be all she needed and her ass and stomach hunched up as she came. Her face clenched up and she cried out ?Oh!?Oh, Carly!?Ungh!?Oh fuck!? It was breathtaking for me to be that close to her as she came, and I think I might have cum again as well! I gave her a minute to calm down and start breathing regularly again, watching her face and not breaking eye contact except to steal glances at her now very pink and wet pussy. I smiled hugely at her. ?That was so fucking incredible!? she whispered loudly. ?Oh my gosh! Will it always feel this good?? she asked, wonderingly. ?Yes, Gin it will! And from what I know, it will only get better!? I replied. ?Oh my gosh, if it gets better than this, I will surely die!? she said with emotion. Now was the time to strike. ?Oh, it will feel better, I promise!? I said. ?Hey, let?s watch a little more of the movie, and then maybe I can show you something that will really blow you away, OK?? I asked. ?Oh, yes please!? she practically begged. ?But first?kiss me again like you do, Carly!? She looked at me so sweetly that I couldn?t resist, and I knew then I?d never be able to resist her. I leaned in and took her mouth, and felt her arms go around me and my heart soared! Her legs parted, and I rubbed what little fur I had against hers, and she kissed me even harder. I put on the scene where the girl has finished making herself cum. She doesn?t know it in the scene, but her girlfriend was watching her masturbate, and she comes in and offers to eat her pussy, telling her that watching her had turned her on terribly. ?Holy shit!? Ginger said from her gut, as she watched the scene unfold. ?Wow, that is so hot, isn?t it?? The hunger in her voice surprised and delighted me. ?Yes it is, Gin, and between watching you cum and now this movie, it?s got me all worked up again?. We watched another minute of it, and I noticed that Ginger?s fingers had worked their way down to her crotch again and she was lightly touching herself. ?That must feel incredible!? She said, watching the one girl lick the other. ?I wonder if it tastes bad?? she asked. ?Well, you saw me taste myself, and it tastes pretty nice, actually? I said, my heart racing. ?Try it!? I said quietly to her. She tentatively put her fingers to her lips and smelled, then outright sucked on them, her eyes closing. It turned me on so bad, I think I came right then and there. Her eyes opened and looked clouded with passion. Her mouth was parted and she licked her lips. Her fingers went back to her pussy, and I could smell her fragrance plainly. ?God, you?re right, Carly?it?s not bad at all!? She smiled shyly at me. The girls on the screen were really going at it now, and it was getting to both of us. ?Ginger?? she said gasping. I looked at her. She was still watching the screen, her fingers making circles on her clit. By now mine were too. ?Ginger, I?? she paused, ?I?m so?turned on right now,? she went on. ?Would?? she didn?t finish. ?Would you like me to do that to you, Ginger?? I asked. ?Oh yes, honey!? She breathed heavily, looking at me now with a pleading in her eyes. ?Lay back and spread your legs wide for me.? She did so, opening herself up to me, her aroma driving me crazy. ?Ginger, I have to confess that I?ve wanted to do this for a long time now? I said, moving closer to her crotch. ?You have???? she asked, sounding amazed but happy. ?Yes, I have!? I said with conviction. ?I want this, too, baby!?. She nodded quickly, her eyes getting big. ?OK, hon?I mean Carly?? ?I mean, really I want to give you an awesome orgasm, Gin!? ?It?s ok, Carly!? she looked at me intently. When I saw those girls doing this, I thought about us doing it too!? she admitted. ?I just want you to know that I want to always make you feel good, ok? And never to hurt you!? I said with utter conviction. She looked at me again with that new look in her eyes. I looked down at this beautifully shaped 14 year old girl and realized there was no turning back. Here she was completely spread out before me and her wet pussy was all mine for the taking. Her budding breasts, larger than mine now, her long flat belly, her creamy white skin and beautiful belly button, her incredibly long legs and silky thighs. I was mesmerized by the sight of her opening up for me, in the warm light coming from my desk lamp. I?d heard her breath suck in with my last comment. For my part, I was absolutely certain that I wanted to eat her pussy more than anything else in the world. I slowly lowered my head and opening my mouth stuck my tongue out and gently gave her slit a long wet lick. ?OH!? she jumped a little. ?Is that ok?? I asked. ?Should I stop??? ?NO!? she replied quickly. ?Don?t stop!? Smiling at that, I went in again, and this time licked her a little more firmly. She was so silky soft and sticky sweet with her wetness that I thought I would lose control. I was seeing those two girls in the video in my mind, and how they licked each other and I figured it would work for me too, so with my hands on her thighs to keep them spread, I lowered my mouth onto her pussy and ever so gently sucked and licked her deeply. ?Oh my God!!!? she exclaimed, and jumped. ?Ok?? I asked her, fearful she would ask me to stop. ?Yes, OK! Just keep doing that, hon!? she exclaimed. ?Please don?t stop!? For the next few minutes, I was truly in heaven. I explored every inch of her slit with my lips and tongue. I sucked and teased her clit and I stuck my tongue into her pussy hole. I loved every second of it. I loved the mild taste of her juices and the smell and feel of her wetness as it coated my nose and chin. I loved the soft wet feel of her tender pussy lipt on my mouth and exploring every fold and feature. And I loved her reactions and just how wet that made my pussy. She was moaning and carrying on the whole time, but I didn?t care. I didn?t even care if someone came upstairs and heard us now. I was eating my first pussy, and I wasn?t about to let anything stop me. ?Oh fuck, I?m cumming again!? she said. ?Cum for me sweetheart!? I replied, just like the girl in the video, pushing my face into her as she began to cum. I kept my mouth glued to her pussy and tasted her delicious flow as she came in my mouth. It was the best and most mind-blowing moment of my life. I had made this beautiful, wonderful, girl cum with my mouth, and she was glad to let me do it! As I continued to tongue and gently suck on her, I reached down between my legs and felt of myself. I was wetter than I?d ever been, and I couldn?t wait to make myself cum again. When at last I took my mouth from her, I brought my fingers up to my mouth and tasted them. We tasted almost alike! I don?t know what I expected, but we both tasted wonderful! With her watching me, I kissed her pussy a couple of times and took another long lick, which made her gasp. Ginger sat up and hugged me and said ?Oh hon, that was just the best thing I?ve ever felt in my life!? There was so much emotion in her voice that I had to lean in and kiss her. She looked at me in in a new way, then she opened her mouth hungrily, returned the kiss with a fervor. It was such a huge turn on that I didn?t want the moment to end. ?Carly?? she asked. ?Yes?? I cooed back at her. ?I love you, Carly!? She whispered, staring into my eyes, and now I knew that look was for real, and that I?d never grow tired of it. ?I?ve loved you for a long time but now I know it for sure!? She said again, her eyes tearing up. She sat up quickly and hugged me to her, kissing me deeply. ?I love you, too, Ginger Thompson. I wanted to be the first to tell you, but you beat me to it!? I said, my eyes full of tears now, too. I pushed her back down on the bean bag and laid full on her now, snuggled in between her legs, and kissed her fully, and it was the best kiss we?d ever shared! I just kept kissing her and she kept kissing me back, and I started grinding my crotch into hers and mumbling tender words to her. My hand went to her pussy and I slipped a finger inside while I was kissing her. She groaned into my mouth again and pushed her hips up against my hand. ?Why don?t we go get our baths and a nice big snack, and then come back to bed?? I said, smiling wickedly. ?Oh gosh, yes!!? she replied. See Part 2!