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Archive name: hannah.txt (ff-teens, 1st lesbian-expr)
Authors name: Becky P (neil_paxman@hotmail.com)
Story title : Hannah and I

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Hannah and I (ff-teens, 1st lesbian-expr) 
by Becky P (neil_paxman@hotmail.com)

***

A true story of my own awakening.

***

Hannah and I had been friends since junior school. She 
was 3 months older than me, and I had always looked up 
to her. She was tall and blonde for one thing, while I 
am short and dark. (I'm Becky by the way) She already 
had that leggy beauty of the true English Rose that I 
knew I would never have. OK, my boobs appeared a year 
before hers, but when she did get them, they were 
perfect of course, whereas I was all too conscious of 
the overripe size of mine.

I got mercilessly teased at school. The boys liked 
nothing better than to give them a sly squeeze in the 
playground, and my indignant squeaks only encouraged 
them. Hannah, of course, never had to suffer such 
indignities. Even when she was the proud owner of two 
nice apple sized bumps in her school blouse, one icy 
glance of her cornflower blue eyes was enough to 
paralyse the boldest of playground yobs.

Sexual discovery was very much Hannah's territory, not 
mine. We did double date when we were 14, and I suffered 
the normal clumsy attempts to get down my blouse and up 
my skirt by the spotty Lothario I was with. Hannah's 
date sat meekly beside her, and never so much as 
attempted to hold her hand. She watched the film in rapt 
concentration, almost unaware of her besotted companion. 
So no discovery, sexual or otherwise, there then.

No, her sex education came from her father's computer, 
which she had free access to day and night. Both her 
parents were career civil servants, and spent long hours 
in London at their respective offices. This gave Hannah 
unfettered access to the Internet, and all its 
temptations. 

*

My mum and dad heavily policed our own home PC, and, as 
it was plumb in the middle of the living room, there 
wasn't much opportunity to go surfing round the more 
risque parts of the Web. Chat rooms were very much off 
limits, so it was with considerable surprise that I 
experienced for the first time what was possible for two 
teenage girls to get up to with a PC, a webcam and a 
vivid imagination.

It started innocently enough. Hannah showed me how to 
operate the camera. We giggled like crazy over the 
grainy images of us poking our tongues out and pulling 
faces into the camera, watching the results on screen. 
Then we logged on to the web, and started to visit chat 
rooms, one after another. This gave Hannah the chance to 
show off her new found web-savvy, and she was soon 
shocking me with her explicit exchanges with 'Bling Boy' 
in an adult chat room on Virgin. 

'Bling Boy' was looking for some 'Cyber' and Hannah 
wasted no time informing me that he meant talking about 
sex! I watched in shock and some awe as she exchanged 
lurid promises with the guy. I had barely heard of some 
of the more outlandish acts she promised to do with him, 
and I was pretty sure Hannah would have run a mile if 
called upon to actually DO any of them, but I must 
confess to getting very warm between the legs at some of 
the suggestions 'Bling Boy' was making. It was when he 
found out she had a webcam, and that I was watching the 
her type, that things really hotted up.


*

It started, again innocently enough. He asked for Age 
Sex and Location, oh and a webcam shot of her face. We 
typed back 15, girls and from Sussex. Hannah posed 
cheekily and sent it by email. He came back straight 
away with a request for one of me. I was very reluctant, 
but Hannah teased me into it. Instantly we got one back 
of a rather fit looking, dark haired 18 year old with 
tight jeans, naked from the waist up. He looked very 
fit! His six-pack was impressive, and there was a LOT 
going on inside those tight denims.

Hannah was on a high and when he asked for a more daring 
picture, she shocked me again by taking off her 
tracksuit top, and posing in her lacy white bra. Again, 
with great reluctance I followed suit, conscious as 
always of my big boobs. I even let Hannah pose me with 
my arms squeezed up close, so that my already large 
breasts pushed up and almost out of my black bra.

'Bling Boy' was pretty ecstatic at this, and after some 
heated exchanges, made more and more lurid demands. The 
atmosphere in Hannah's lounge was getting very warm, and 
even without 'Bling Boys' vivid requests, we were pretty 
easy to persuade into taking off the tracksuit bottoms 
we were both wearing. 

Once in our bra and knickers, a sort of madness overtook 
Hannah and I. We were now in direct message contact with 
'Bling Boy', outside the chat room general area. Unknown 
to me, this meant that any form of control over what was 
said and done on screen was totally gone.

Somewhere in my subconscious, I remembered being warned 
by my parents about being 'groomed' on the web, but I 
had no real idea this was actually happening until much 
later, when it was all too late for both Hannah and I.

I believe it was Hannah who agreed to do the topless 
photos; I can't believe that I would have been the first 
to agree. However, as always, I found her hard to 
refuse. Especially when she stripped off her small bra 
to reveal pert teenage boobs topped with erect nipples.

I had never seen them up close, and the warm feeling in 
my groin increased as they swung about when she 
positioned the camera. She posed face on, with her hands 
supporting her boobs, sort of holding them out to the 
lens. I got a hot flush just looking at the screen. I 
could only imagine what effect this was having on Bling 
Boy. I imagined he was having trouble with those tight 
jeans!

I didn't have to wait long to find out. The next 
question, after his

"Wow, you are a fox, and your boobs are gorgeous. Why 
don't you get Becky to stand behind you and hold them 
for you? Go on, I dare you."

Anyone who knew Hannah understood that was guaranteed to 
get results

I was adamant for about a minute and a half that I 
wouldn't do that for any money. But as usual, Hannah 
persuaded me with her big eyes and pretty pout, she 
wheedled

"What harm can it do, we are both girls, and he can only 
look, not touch, I bet he's doing it to himself right 
now!"

She knew damn well that the thought of a fit teenage boy 
pulling on himself to my picture was irresistible 

That was of course the thin edge of the wedge. Once I'd 
stood behind her half naked body, with those gorgeous 
firm boobs in my hands, her excited nipples grazing my 
palms, I was lost.

My bra came off in short order, and the next shot of 
Hannah doing to me what I had just done to her showed 
just how far gone I was. Hannah, of course, was not 
content to just hold onto my breasts. She had to squeeze 
and play with them - a LOT! And the image of my face on 
screen revealed how far gone I was by then. We saved 
some of the images on the hard drive, and I cringed 
later at the expression on my face. I was almost 
orgasmic with excitement!

It was a small step after that to find us both posing 
face to face with a hand down each other's knickers. 
This led to the inevitable, and of course the camera 
rolled on as Hannah introduced me to the pleasures of 
mutual masturbation. I had never even done it to myself 
at that time, so I must be one of a very small band of 
females whose first orgasm was induced by her best 
friend, in front of a cheap webcam, watched by a rapt 
audience of one. Maybe I am unique in that regard?

Anyway, after we calmed down, we were both very 
embarrassed by how far we had been carried away, and 
quickly logged off, with vague promises to 'Bling Boy', 
(who I am sure was now sporting underpants as wet as our 
knickers), to speak to him again the next day.

*

Well it wasn't the next day, or even the next week. Oh, 
we got over our embarrassment soon enough. Hannah was 
too good a friend to me, and she used her most 
persuasive methods to bring me round. After all, as she 
said

"Come on Becky, we are best friends, and what's so 
terrible about making each other happy?"

"Didn't you enjoy it?" (Ha Ha! As if!!)

I had to agree that feeling her fingers moving inside me 
was right up there, way past getting my first new bike, 
on the pleasure graph, and we giggled our way back to 
best friend status.

What I didn't know at that time was that 'Bling Boy' 
wasn't finished with us, not by a long chalk.

Anyway, two weeks later, there we were again, with 
Hannah's parents out for the day (Saturday) in front of 
the big 21" monitor, with the webcam blinking its 
readiness on top. We logged on, and both of us knew what 
was going to happen, no mistake. But the embarrassment 
had faded, and I for one had since discovered the 
delights of self-masturbation. 

Despite my best efforts, I had been unable to capture 
the sheer excitement of that first time, even though my 
own fingers knew parts of me I had previously not known 
existed. Secretly, I hungered for a repeat of the last 
episode. Maybe Hannah did too

Sure enough, 'Bling Boy' was on line and eager to chat. 
We didn't even bother going through the formalities this 
time.

*

Within 30 seconds we were in a private chat area, and 
Hannah and I were stripping off our top clothes. This 
time we were treated to several pornographic shots that 
'Bling Boy' had downloaded from the web. They came 
through in a batch.

Large adult penises, hugely erect, filled the screen. 
Some of them were so big they were scary, and I 
wondered, not for the first time, how women actually 
fitted them inside them. Even more puzzling, some of the 
girls seemed only too happy to take the things deep in 
their mouths. That was something I had only vaguely 
heard about, and I watched in fascination as shot after 
shot of fellatio passed across the screen. Obviously 
there was more to this sex lark than just straight 
fucking.

Hannah and I needed little persuasion to get naked. We 
both secretly craved the release that another mutual 
masturbation session would bring. And I wanted to feel 
her skin on mine again. But 'Bling Boy' wanted more this 
time, much more. 

This time I surprised Hannah (yes, a first!) by agreeing 
to his request for me to suck her boobs. I had 
fantasised about it enough in the past week or so, and 
the reality didn't disappoint me! She was soon groaning 
at my amateurish sucking and licking, and her nipples 
were very very hard under my enquiring tongue. It was 
bliss! I could have done it all day.

She returned the favour in spades, and I was amazed how 
much sensation was produced by her tongue, compared to 
that produced by my pinching fingers while I was making 
myself cum. This time we needed absolutely no special 
requests to start fingering each other. It would have 
ended pretty quickly there, especially as Hannah had 
begun that special movement of her middle finger, which 
last time had made me cum in about 30 seconds flat, but 
the bleeping of the new message box onscreen interrupted 
us. 

'Bling Boy' had a very special request to make. We read 
and reread his message several times each before looking 
at each other quizzically. Of course to the more 
experienced of my readers, cunnilingus will not be a new 
concept. But this was a step neither of us had even 
considered to that point. Fingers yes, nice long French 
kisses yes, but licking each other there?? To give us 
courage, 'Bling Boy' sent us several more porn pictures 
of young girls doing just that to each other. So that 
was '69'.we gazed in amazement at the images.

This time, I suppose inevitably, Hannah was the braver 
of us. The mechanics defeated both of us at first. Who 
lay where, and how did you put your bottom in the right 
position? (Two cushions solved that one) It kept us 
guessing for a minute. But soon enough I was spread out 
on the floor, buck-naked with my rear end raised up on 
cushions, my virginal pussy open and accessible for 
whatever came next. 

What came next was me of course, explosively and far far 
more intensely than from the finger induced orgasm of a 
few days ago. I was already super excited at the 
position I was in, and the sight of Hannah's blonde head 
buried between my open thighs finished me off in seconds

I have no clear memory of what led up to that climax, 
only that Hannah's tongue felt like warm wet silk, if 
that's possible. Her inexperience mattered little 
against the sheer bliss of her tongue on and around my 
clitoris. I have never since had an orgasm that fast. 
Literally in 20 seconds, I was thrashing and humping up 
against her mouth. She covered my sex completely with 
her lips and lashed my clit with repeated strokes of her 
tongue. God I came so hard! I almost passed out. Only 
twice in my life since have I approached that intensity 
of orgasm.

After I came back to earth, I saw her looking at me with 
a mixture of puzzlement and wonder at the violence of my 
reaction. Needless to say, her sharp little mind took no 
time at all to work out the payback, and I hardly had 
time to groan a thank you before she was pushing me 
aside and taking my place on the cushions, legs bent at 
the knee, slim brown thighs spread wide, ready. I could 
actually smell her excitement.

Her parents would have had a blue fit if they had known 
what their precious daughter was now doing in the middle 
of their lounge. Although I felt almost weak from the 
powerful climax I had just enjoyed, I did my very best 
for Hannah. We had both forgotten the webcam entirely. I 
positioned myself between her open thighs and started to 
work. I began by probing between her pink lips with my 
outstretched tongue, and she moaned out loud in 
response. Boldened, I dived between the lips and sought 
out the stiff bud of her clitoris. It was as though I 
had plugged her into the electric mains. 

She arched up instantly, jamming her pussy on to my 
probing tongue and cried out

"Oh God, Becky. fuck, fuck FUCK just don't stop!"

I had no intention of doing anything of the sort. She 
looked stunning, her face distorted by lust, and she 
tasted wonderful too. I started to enjoy myself.

The next minute or so were a blur of pumping, gyrating 
hips. Her hands were in my hair pulling my face ever 
harder against her wet vagina, and then the 
unmistakeable vocal sounds of an adolescent girl cumming 
very hard. Her orgasm shook her slim body from head to 
toe, and my exploratory finger, inserted deep inside to 
increase the pleasure my tongue was providing, was 
gripped by her internal muscles repeatedly as the spasms 
of her orgasm rippled through her.

The last message from 'Bling Boy' was short, but 
descriptive. 

"I watched that footage ladies, and have just cum all 
over my keyboard. Many thanks!"

The next contact I had with 'Bling Boy' was after Hannah 
had called me breathlessly with the news that she had 
'accidentally' let slip her mobile number to him. I 
scolded her for being so silly, but told her he was 
unlikely to be a problem. (Ha ha) The mobile number 
would not give him her address, and she just had to be 
sure not to give anything else away. What I did not know 
at that time was what sort of a hold 'Bling Boy' had 
over my best friend.

It turned out, after much questioning at her pensive 
mood, that he had enjoyed several more sessions alone 
with Hannah, sessions in which they had sent webcam 
footage if each other masturbating. She had grown 
addicted to the sight of his large penis spurting thick 
white sperm over his fingers, and logged on nightly to 
watch. What she did not say was that the images he was 
sending her were carefully positioned to show just his 
cock and balls, not his face. She was fascinated with 
his size, which later events revealed was not 
surprising.

Not just that, but when she refused to arrange a one to 
one meeting with him, he had begun threatening to send 
pictures of Hannah and I to her parents email address. 
This had really frightened her, and she wanted my help. 
Now you may think we were incredibly stupid to get 
involved with this guy in the first place, and you would 
be right. 

But the biggest stupid mistake we made was to think that 
two 15-year-old girls should meet up with the 
blackmailer and warn him off. But that's what we did. 
You know why? Because we still thought we were dealing 
with a horny 18-year-old boy. 

So two days later, we were at the Gatwick Hilton, not 
far from where Hannah lives, waiting in the foyer for 
'Bling Boy'.

As he arrived, you can imagine the looks on our faces 
when, instead of some callow youth with bad acne and 
Burberry accessories, we were confronted with a silver 
haired middle-aged guy in a very expensive suit. 

I will cut to the chase here, because the reality of our 
combined stupidity will bore you. Suffice it to say that 
a mixture of smooth threats to expose our pictures to a 
worldwide audience, together with I have to say, a very 
slick and convincing argument, and we were travelling 
upstairs with him in the lift to his suite. Supposedly, 
we were going up there to collect all copies of the 
webcam shots in return for, as we thought, perhaps at 
worst a blowjob or strip tease. Maybe even a bit of 
lezzy pleasure with each other for his personal 
entertainment. We were that desperate.and that stupid

So we were shocked to the core when room 113's door 
opened at his knock to reveal an elegant woman of about 
30. Bling (we never ever found out his real name) then 
introduced us to his 'wife' Justine.

She made us comfortable in the lounge area, and we were 
soon sitting there with a large glass of champagne in 
our hands and bemused smiles on our faces. Justine was 
simply stunning, tall and dark, with an YSL suit 
covering what was obviously a models body. She smiled at 
us a lot, and we relaxed a bit.

Even more shocking was when the adjoining door opened 
and a pretty young blonde girl of about 12 came in 
wearing a white towelling bathrobe. Through the open 
door, we could see a huge bed upon which lay another 
silver haired middle-aged guy. However, what made us 
both gasp was the enormous erection that he was holding 
up for all to see. It must have been 9" long and as 
thick as a fire hose

The only willies Hannah and I had seen up to that point 
were on screen, so we were not really prepared for the 
real thing. It looked like he could knock you out with 
it!

The girl who had walked in had an angelic little face 
and was obviously quite naked under the robe. When she 
bent to pick up a glass of champagne, her peach sized 
naked breasts were revealed through the open front. We 
looked away in embarrassment

What was going on here? We were soon to find out. The 
man in the other room spoke in what we later found out 
was Hungarian, and the girl turned and smiled at him. 
She spoke in a soft, childish American drawl, "OK Vigor, 
just a moment." Then she turned back to us and giggled.

"He's such an animal, he's had me twice already, never 
gets enough. Oh by the way, my name is Jessica, how do 
you do?"

With that she drained the champagne glass, walked back 
into the bedroom, leaving the door open behind her. At 
the bed she shrugged off the robe and knelt naked on top 
of the bed between the mans legs. 

To our utter surprise, she then proceeded to slip the 
end of his huge penis into her small mouth, and to bob 
her head up and down on it with well practiced ease. 

This public display of juvenile fellatio left even 
Hannah speechless. We knew then that our visit to this 
suite would mean doing more than a half-hearted sexual 
performance 

Sure enough, when Justine came back into the room from 
the bathroom, she was gloriously and shockingly naked 
apart from high heels. Her body was fantastic, slim and 
tanned, with big firm breasts that bounced sexily when 
she walked and she was completely shaved between her 
legs. She made a beeline for me, and pulled me to my 
feet.

"You first, my angel," she whispered huskily.

I was in turns terrified and intrigued as she pulled me 
towards the bed where Jessica was still eagerly 
swallowing the big guy. I felt my clothes being stripped 
off me, and as the buzz from the champagne made me 
wobble slightly. I threw an imploring glance towards 
Hannah. But she was already otherwise engaged, so to 
speak.

I saw 'Bling' standing in front of her, now naked, with 
a heroic hard on throbbing in front of her face. 

Hannah looked at it in hungrily, and before Justine 
covered my mouth with hers, and pulled me down on to the 
bed to join the others, I remember seeing about half of 
Blings cock disappear into my best friends mouth. I can 
still see Hannah's wide eyes closing in mute acceptance. 
Her head began to bob regularly, mimicking Jessica's 
obedient fellatio.

Most of the 4 hours or so we spent in that room are a 
bit of a blur. I lost my virginity that afternoon, and 
so did Hannah. I felt the difference in technique 
between the experienced cunnilingus of Justine, and 
Jessica's clumsier efforts. She licked me noisily and 
enthusiastically whilst Bling pistoned his large organ 
in and out of her small pussy as she knelt over me in a 
69 on the big bed. As I came for the second time, I 
realised that I was now licking her tight little pussy 
too.and judging by the ecstatic moaning, she loved it.

I learned to suck both big cocks deeply, and even took 
the Vigor's thick cum into my mouth. This was mainly due 
to the fact that my best friend was busily licking my 
pussy at the time.

I watched Bling methodically fuck Hannah every which 
way, including taking her rear end. I sat on Vigor, his 
huge organ buried completely up inside me, whilst 
happily licking at the open pussy of Justine, as she 
stood over me. 

I don't know what was in the champagne, but neither of 
us felt any pain until the next day. Even Hannah's badly 
used bum did not seem to hurt at the time, she told me.

I lost count of the pictures and video footage that was 
taken of us, me with Hannah, Hannah with Justine, Me 
with Jessica, Hannah with both guys, one in the mouth, 
one in her anus. Jessica, Justine and me. Me and Bling, 
Me and Vigor and Hannah.. You name it; I did it or 
watched them do it to each other. All faithfully 
recorded on digital video. 

Sometimes the camera was on a tripod, whirring away; 
other times one of the others would take some close ups, 
or make us redo a particularly sexy move with our mouths 
or pussies. Inevitably, the close ups were of Hannah and 
I stuffed in the mouth or pussy with a cock, or 
sometimes two. 

Later Justine brought out a couple of strap on cocks, 
and I remember feeling very guilty about thrusting one 
into little Jessica, until she locked her heels behind 
my back and moaned the most explicit filth in my ear, 
clearly enjoying every bit of the 9" toy.


Aftermath:

I'm 25 now. Hannah and I are still very close friends, 
although I have been married to Mark for 4 years. We 
have a beautiful daughter, Claire, and a happy and 
varied sex life. 

Hannah is not married, but has had a couple of long term 
relationships. She works in Europe for much of the year, 
and I only see her at Christmas, or sometimes in the 
school holidays, like Easter. 

Neither of us seems to have suffered any real long-term 
effects from our experience with 'Bling' and his happy 
band of friends. I have never done anything remotely 
like it since, or seen any of the images or videos on 
the web, although as you can imagine, I have tried very 
hard! 

Luckily, Mark is totally disinterested in the World Wide 
Web and all its mysteries, and I live in hope that he 
will stay that way. We've had sex in some pretty 
adventurous ways, but I don't think he would be happy 
seeing me willingly give head to an obviously underage 
girl, whilst being royally fucked from behind by a 
middle aged Hungarian! Especially when the girl and I 
share his cum afterwards with relish.

As for Hannah and I in the 'sexual' sense, we still have 
regular 'liaisons' She calls me from London when she is 
in the country, I go on a girlie 'shopping trip' to the 
West End with her, and (obviously) as it is impractical 
for me to travel home, I stay overnight with her in her 
London flat. 

The passion is still very much there, and I have enjoyed 
many a delicious 69 session with her, naked on her big 
bed. She is still the best licker of pussy I have ever 
had (sorry Mark darling) and I would miss our loving 
friendship if it ended.

In fact, she hasn't lost her adventurous streak at all, 
and has asked me to go on a trip to Budapest with her 
next summer.

Apparently, she 'bumped into' Jessica on a trip there 
this year. Despite her far too early introduction to the 
sins of the flesh, Jessica has turned out a well-rounded 
and stable individual. She has a family of her own, with 
a little girl a year younger than my Claire. However, 
unlike me, she hasn't shed her lurid past completely.

It turns out Jessica has her own web based movie 
company, which (surprise, surprise), specialises in more 
exotic subject material featuring young girls and older 
men.

It seems she still remembers the afternoon in the 
Gatwick Hilton as well, and enjoyed it so much she would 
like to introduce Hannah and I to a couple of new young 
actors and actresses, who she feels we would get on with 
rather well.

The throb I got between my legs when Hannah told me 
about this made me visibly jump, and the little minx 
knew just what effect it would have. (She spent the next 
ten minutes whispering obscenities in my ear, whilst 
rubbing the front of my increasingly wet trousers, we 
had to leave the wine bar in a hurry, and go back to her 
flat for some 'oral therapy') 

A week in Budapest with Hannah and Jessica (and others) 
is just what the doctor ordered. All I have to do is to 
persuade Mark that I deserve a girlie week away. 

Hmmm, Maybe I could give him an extra treat this week, 
just to get him on side. Now where is that vibrator and 
the silk scarves? I haven't let him cum in my mouth for 
over a month now, he deserves a treat.

I will be sure to let you know if the trip to Hungary 
comes off!

END

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