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Authors name: Kristen Kathleen Becker
Story Title : SEXY BECKY
I had my first orgasm when I was 12 years old.
It was at summer camp after lights out, and my tent-
mate and I were talking about what it would be like to
have sex with a boy. I remember that we were talking
about what he would do to us, and after about a half
hour of this, I felt this incredible pulling sensation
between my legs. The feeling over powered my senses,
and I lost track of my surroundings for almost a
minute. I didn't tell my roomy what happened, because
I wasn't sure myself.
After that first experience, I began to talk to
all my girlfriends about boys, and I started to mastur-
bate regularly. I began to think that I was strange, I
had this huge sex drive, and was always thinking about
what it would be like to have sex. My girlfriends
talked about boys with me, but wouldn't admit that they
even fingered themselves.
As I grew older, I found that boys were attract-
ed to me more than the other girls. Yes, I know I'm
attractive, but I think it was more than my looks. I
seemed to identify with their needs more than the other
girls did. The funny thing is that I lost my virginity
in a way that I never would have guessed.
-=*=-
It happened one summer vacation when I was four-
teen and a half. I was visiting my older sister Lyndee
who had moved to Minneapolis with Dad the year before
when our folks divorced. I stayed with Mom, and this
was the first time since the breakup that I was able to
visit.
Lyndee had fixed me up with a guy from her
school who was my age. We were double-dating one even-
ing at a local dance being held at her high school.
Lyndee was two years older than me, and had a steady
boyfriend. They were having sex on a regular basis and
had plans for that evening, so I was on my own with
this guy. We got to the dance around 7 p.m. and Lyndee
and her boyfriend disappeared into the crowd right
away. My date gravitated toward his buddies, talking
about sports and stuff, leaving me standing there.
Standing next to me was this very attractive
girl with volumes of auburn hair. She was so great
looking, I couldn't see why she was by herself. But
then I thought, 'Here I am, a great looker myself, and
I'm alone too.' The girl looked over at me and seemed
to give me the once over, then smiled and introduced
herself.
"Hi, my name's Becky, what's yours?"
I told her my name, and we talked about the
dance, and the people around us. Becky had moved into
town about six months ago from Boston, and wasn't real
thrilled with her life style in Minneapolis. She said
that her father's company had moved them out there, and
she really had no choice in the matter.
After a while, Becky suggested that we "blow
this place" and we jumped into her little sports car
and roared down the highway, leaving the city. Becky
kept telling me about her girlfriends back in Boston,
and what they did for fun. I was beginning to wonder
if she was trying to get me to do something with her.
The way she talked I got the impression that she liked
girls better than guys.
Finally I just said, "Becky, are you into girls?
Is that what your trying to tell me?"
Becky said that she liked both men and women,
and that a person really didn't know how to have good
sex until they experienced both kinds. I told her that
I hadn't had sex with anyone except myself, so I
couldn't comment either way. After I said that, Becky
just looked at me then looked away. I could feel the
tension between us. I was beginning to think because I
was a virgin, she no longer wanted to be my friend.
After a few minutes, Becky slowed the car and
pulled over in the dark. The motor was idling, and I
could see her face lit up by the dash lights. She asked
me if I had ever thought of having sex with another
woman, and would I like to do it with her?
While she was saying this, she reached her hand
over to rest on my left leg. I was just inches way from
her, and could hear her breathing; I could smell her
cinnamon breath.
Being a girl who always thought about sex, I
guess I was susceptible to being seduced by another
person. It's just that I always thought it would be a
boy.
My temperature was rising, and I finally said,
"Okay Becky, lets quit talking about it and do some-
thing! Show me...."
She smiled, but didn't say anything, just put
the car in gear and roared off down the road. We came
to a little secluded motel, and Becky rolled into the
parking lot, jumped out of the car and trotted into
the motel office. I could see her through the floor-
to-ceiling window in the office. She was wearing a
really tight short skirt, and I could see her leg
muscles flexing as she stood on tip toes in front of
the check in desk. I was thinking about how those legs
would feel to touch. (I couldn't believe myself,
fantasizing about another girl!)
As we pulled around to a room in back, I was
beginning to have second thoughts about what we were
doing. I wasn't a lesbian, and I didn't think that I
wanted to be one either.
I said, "Becky, I'm not sure we should be doing
this. I don't think I want my first time to be a les-
bian experience."
Becky said as she walked into the room, "Just
hang around for a few minutes and see what you think.
We can stop anytime you want to.
"Remember what I said about being a better lover
with this kind of experience? I really meant it, you'll
be much more in tune with a guy, after having another
woman. You'll see."
As she was saying this, she was also undressing.
Becky stepped out of her skirt and pulled her top off
over her head. I was really surprised because she
wasn't wearing any underwear.
I have to admit that I was turned on by her
naked body. My heart was pounding in my chest as she
slowly turned and knelt on all fours on the bed, sway-
ing her beautiful bottom in the air at me. Then all of
a sudden, Becky tumbled over on to her back and spread
her legs to me, and started fingering herself in front
of me.
Here I was, standing just inside the door fully
clothed, looking at this beautiful girl masturbating
in front of me. I could hardly believe it!
But masturbating is something I know. It was
familiar to me, I knew how Becky must be feeling just
then, and I knew how to do it. Without thinking, I
stepped over to the bed and sat down beside her, and
reached my hand over to hers and felt her rhythm. I
slowly moved her hand out of the way and took over for
her. She started to moan and shiver the moment I
touched her. I got a real rush from the sexy feeling
of control I was having by masturbating this gorgeous
girl.
Becky started to buck and moan even louder, and
a sheen of perspiration broke out all over her body as
she came all over my hand. She held my hand tightly
between her legs and rubbed it very slowly against her
pussy as she came down from her orgasm.
After a few moments; after she had gained con-
trol over her breathing again, she took my hand and
started to lick my fingers. I was totally surprised at
this, never having even thought of such a thing before.
She put one of them in my mouth too. I was unwilling at
first, because I had never tasted cum before, not even
my own. But in the end I let her put my finger into my
mouth for a taste.
I was surprised at the taste of her cum. It
wasn't bad at all!
When she was finished playing with my hand,
Becky got off the bed and began to undress me. I didn't
know what would happen next, my knees could barely hold
me up, I was about to faint by the time I stepped out
of my panties. Becky was very careful not to touch me
anywhere sensitive, because she could see how scared I
was.
She took me into the bathroom and while holding
my hand, drew a bath for us. She helped me sit in the
warm soapy water, then knelt down beside the tub and
began to use a wash cloth on me. She ran warm water
over my breasts, and down my tummy. Then Becky took the
cloth and ran her hand down between my legs, gently
massaging my thighs and crotch area. I was really en-
joying the feeling of having another human being doing
something like this to me; I no longer cared that it
was a woman.
I was beginning to feel so hot that I would have
done anything just then. Then Becky stopped massaging
me, and got into the tub between my legs with her back
to me. I just naturally started to soap her breasts and
tummy reaching around from behind, and I ran my hands
all over her smooth slick body.
I did it willingly. I think at that moment in
time I would have screwed a dirty old wino in the gut-
ter, if there wasn't anything else at hand - I was *so*
horny.
After we were done 'washing' each other, Becky
dried me off, and I her. Then she just dropped to her
knees right there in the bathroom and pushed her face
into my pussy. I was really embarrassed at first, but
really turned-on too. I was so wet that I thought she
would be repulsed, but right away I could tell she was
enjoying my wetness. Her tongue was flitting over my
clitoris as if a butterfly had come to rest between my
legs. I was getting this incredible sexy feeling,
hoping that she wouldn't stop before I had an orgasm,
but afraid to have one at the same time.
My whole body and soul was concentrating on her
mouth and what it was doing to me. All I wanted to do
then was cum in her mouth. I can remember thinking this
thought, and wondering what my life was going to be
like after tonight.
I started to cum, and Becky pulled back and
watched me as I dropped to my knees, like a bitch in
heat, I went onto all fours with Becky massaging my
pussy and clitoris from behind.
Becky crawled around behind me and fumbled with
something, then all of a sudden something slipped into
me and my orgasm intensified as Becky pushed this thing
in and out of me. She really knew what she was doing,
because whatever she was doing to me was hitting all
the right places, keeping my orgasm going longer, and
longer.
Finally, I just couldn't take any more and
collapsed on the bathroom rug. Becky grasped my hips
and turned me over to face the ceiling, and pushed her
face between my legs again and licked me clean.
Later Becky showed me her 9 inch dildo with
anatomically-correct features, including testicles,
and I was amazed that she was able to get all that
shaft inside me.
-=*=-
I took advantage of Becky's hospitality three
more times during that summer vacation, and found out
that she was right, nothing like having sex with
another girl to really make you a better all around
lover...
T H E E N D
"Thank you "Professor" Stephen for your wonder
proofreading services!"
(c) 1997 Kristen Kathleen Becker -
Kristen078@Hotmail.com
-=*=-
"You'll find that many of the things we hold to be true, are only that, from
a certain point of view."
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