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(c) Copyright 1996 Lisa Cohn All Rights Reserved
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The Awakening
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A story of two young girls first time - together!
By Lisa Cohn
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Kelly had just moved house and had started at a new school. She was
only twelve years old. It was quite an ordeal meeting so many other
youngsters, all of whom had known each other for years. During the day she
got to know some of the other girls in the class and by the end of the week
she had made several new friends. One of these new friends was Marie.
As the weeks passed the girls became firm friends and Marie asked her
mother if Kelly could stay over night at the weekend. She said yes. And
so the following Saturday night Kelly packed a small bag with her overnight
things and her father drove her to Marie's house. It was such a large
house with five bedrooms each with their own bathroom. Kelly had never
been to a house such as this. It seemed like a mansion to her. The girls
had a lot of fun, played records, watched a video and finally it was time
to go to bed.
"I always have a shower before I go to bed." said Marie. "Will you
have one too?"
"Okay" replied Kelly " I'll go after you."
Marie grabbed her towel and headed off into her bathroom. She left
the door open just slightly so they could continue their conversation.
After a minute or so it was obvious that conversation would be impossible
above the noise of the water.
"Come in here and sit on the seat," shouted Marie. "I can't hear a
word you're saying."
Without a second thought Kelly picked up her towel and walked into the
bathroom. She sat on a small padded seat by a long mirror which was
opposite the shower. Lying on the floor were Marie's clothes, a small
t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of little blue satin panties. The girls often
talked about clothes and Kelly wondered where Marie could have got such a
nice pair of panties.
"Where did you get your panties?" she asked.
"They're lovely, aren't they." Came the reply from behind the shower
door. "I bought them through a mail order catalogue a couple of weeks
ago." There was a short pause, then Marie called out,"What are you wearing?"
Kelly couldn't remember so quickly undid her jeans and let them fall
to her knees. "The white lacy ones from Burchetts," she replied. With
that the frosted glass of the shower door open and
Marie looked out. "Oh, they're very nice. Go on, model them for me!"
Kelly removed her jeans and pulled up her t-shirt exposing all of the
little white panties. She turned round and round a couple of times with
one hand one her hip, tossing her hair back as she had seen models do when
showing clothes.
By this time Marie had stepped out of the shower. She was completely
naked with water dripping from her body. Her small breasts shone as the
light caught their wetness. The water was trickling down her body. The
small amount of hair around her vagina glistened and dripped small droplets
onto the carpet between her feet.
Kelly stopped and looked at Marie. She had seen girls take their
clothes off before for a shower at school, but somehow this time it was
different. Marie was her best friend and looked so beautiful naked, her
long blond hair, wet at the ends, lying over one shoulder. A smile on her
face and her blue eyes shining as she looked at Kelly. Marie walked over
and took a robe from the back of the chair. She slipped it around her and
dried herself a little. She rubbed he hands making sure that all the water
was off them. She turned round, not bothering to fasten the robe, and
looked at Kelly's panties.
"They look lovely and soft." she said in a quiet voice. "Can I feel
them?" Kelly moved forwards a little and turned, offering her thigh for the
touch. Marie's hand stretched out and felt for the material.
"They must be lovely to wear." she said softly. Her hand moved and
she caressed the small, firm rear of her friend. Kelly moved away.
"What about yours?" she said quickly. "You've got to model yours
too!"
Marie bent down, picked up the blue panties and slipped then on. She
removed the robe and strutted towards the bathroom door and back, flicking
her hips as she went, her small breasts vibrating slightly as she moved.
She then walked up to Kelly and stood in front of her. Kelly moved
her hand down and slowly started to feel her friend's panties. She too
moved her hand round and she gently fondled Marie's backside. The two
girls looked at each other and then suddenly, as if waking from a trance,
moved apart.
"Come on. It's your turn. I've had my shower." said Marie.
Again without thinking twice, Kelly pulled her t-shirt over her head
revealing a pair of beautifully small, pointed breasts. She let the
t-shirt fall to the floor and looked down and her breasts. She could see
that her little nipples were larger than they normally were, like they
became when she rubbed herself between her legs. She paused but for a
split second and then slipped off her panties. As they lay on the floor
she could see a tiny damp patch. She turned and walked towards the shower,
stepped in, closed the door and turned on the water. She stood there
letting the water flow over her body, taking the trouble not to wet her
short, red hair, then took the soap and covered her petite frame with
lather. As she rubbed her body she had the strangest feeling and could not
help placing one hand between her legs to secretly rub her vagina.
Not wanting to take too long she rinsed the soap from her body, shut
off the water and stepped from the shower. She could see Marie standing
naked in front of the mirror brushing her hair. In the reflection she
could see that her other hand slowly rubbing at the entrance to her vagina,
letting a single finger slip between the small folds of skin. Suddenly
realizing Kelly was there, Marie stopped her secret touching unaware that
her friend had seen all in the mirror. Once again she slipped the robe on
without fastening it.
Kelly started to dry herself. She turned to see Marie watching her
every move.
"Can I help you?" she asked in a quiet, almost frightened voice.
"If you like." replied Kelly.
Marie took a towel and started to rub gently on kelly's back, making
small circular motions. The circles moved lower until she was touching her
young friend's firm rear. Without warning Marie blurted out:
"I could see you touching yourself in the shower. Does it make you
feel all funny and tingly?"
"Yes." murmured Kelly, her face flushed with embarrassment. "I saw
you too - in the mirror as I came out of the shower." She turned to look at
Marie. She too had turned a delightful shade of pink. Marie did not move
the towel, and so now it rested on the entrance to her friend's vagina.
She looked into Kelly's eyes and continued the small circular motions as
she had done before. Kelly responded by doing the same, only after a few
seconds she let the towel slip from her grasp and gently rubbed with her
fingers.
With both towels now lying side by side on the floor the girls began
to explore each other's body. They relied on experiences of their own self
exploration, only this time pleasuring and exciting each other. Marie's
finger slid a small way into the folds of flesh, slowly moving lower.
Kelly moved her feet apart to accommodate the youngster's curious probing
finger. As the finger pushed at her tiny bud of a clitoris she gasped and
felt a wonderful warmth in her body. She responded as if she were copying
every move that Marie was making. She slid her finger up and down until
Marie opened her legs and offered her the opportunity to return the
pleasure. By now their fingers were feeling the damp inner- most parts of
their friend.
It was Kelly who moved her hand first, up to Marie's small breast,
making the small circular motions as if she were drying the nipple with a
small towel. The little red mound grew as she gently rubbed back and
forth. She could see a strange smile on Marie's face as she did so. There
was such a look of pleasure, an almost 'I'm glad it's you' look. Marie
responded in the same way and soon the girls hands were moving up and down
from one sensitive zone to another.
There was much wetness between the girls legs by this time. Marie
examined her fingers. She placed them under her nose and breathed in
slowly, experiencing the smell of another for the first time. It was
different from what she had expected. She felt the temptation to lick the
juice from her hand, but stopped short, worried that she might be doing
something very wrong. Suddenly her body stiffened. Kelly had placed her
mouth over the small breast and begun to lick and suck her young friend.
"It this what it feels like when a baby takes its mother's milk?" she
asked.
"I don't know." replied Marie. "It feels so good."
The silence had been broken, the moment almost lost. The two girls
stood looking at each other not knowing what the other was thinking. Marie
slipped on her robe and offered one to Kelly.
"It's getting late. We really should be going to bed." There was an
air of embarrassment now. Was what had just happened the right? It had
felt so nice, so warm, so ........ well, just right!
They left their clothes lying in the bathroom and went back into the
bedroom. They each sat on the floor. They did not talk. It was if they
were both thinking, reliving those wonderful moments that they had just
shared. As Marie thought her hand moved up to her mouth and she licked at
her fingers. The taste! She suddenly realized what she had done and
stopped. She gazed at them and looked at the juice drying on the hand and
fingers. The taste. She selected a patch on one finger and slowly let her
tongue take her friend's juices into her mouth.
"I've never done anything like that with anyone." said Kelly. "I
really enjoyed it. Is it wrong?"
"I don't know." replied Marie. "That was my first time too. I've
never even let a boy touch me - anywhere. It was so special. I enjoyed it
too!"
"Why are you licking your fingers?" asked Kelly.
"They have this funny juice on them. I like the taste of it. It came
from inside you. I just want to taste it."
Kelly looked at her own fingers. They too were glistening with the
fluids from her friend's body. She could smell the smell. Nervously she
placed one finger in her mouth. She could taste her friend. The taste.
"Kelly, did you see that film on Thursday night, the one about the
soldier?"
"My father turned it off. He said I wasn't old enough to see things
like that!"
"I watched it up here on my own TV when the others were downstairs.
There was one bit when the soldier was having it with his girlfriend. He
licked his fingers too and then he put his head down between her legs. You
couldn't see anything, but I think he was licking her - you know - there!"
Kelly moved over to Marie and opened her bathrobe. She looked at her
young body.
"Lie on the bed and move your legs apart" she said. Marie did.
Leaning forward Kelly moved her head between her friend's thighs. She
stopped for a moment. She could smell the scent. She gently rubbed at
Marie's tiny little bud until she started getting damp again, then plucking
up courage said:
"It must have felt like this." and opened Marie's soft slit with one
hand and started to lick furiously.
Marie Moaned and squirmed at the attention her friend was giving her.
She was so hot, so wet and soon she was bucking her hips, pushing her mound
into Kelly's face. She groaned even louder. Kelly thought that the whole
of the rest of the house would be woken by the cries, but she didn't care.
It was wonderful. Marie's juice was flowing all over her face. She could
taste the beautiful taste of young love.
For the next hour the girls pleasured each other. There was no shame,
no embarrassment, no pretending. It was real - so wonderfully real!
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The Awakening
By Lisa Cohn
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