first time lesbian experience
'It's your turn, ' said Jenny, looking at
her friend. 'You've got to dare me'.
The two eighteen year olds were playing Dare, a game which
they had started many years earlier whilst on a camping
trip together. The rules were very simple - you had to dare
the other person to do something. If they did it, the other
person got a dare. The first person to refuse loses the game.
Originally the dares had been very simple - stand on your
head, or say a rude word to a teacher. That had been ten or
twelve years ago, however, and Amanda and Jenny had stopped
playing the game many years ago.
Until now. After a long night discussing boyfriends and
impending university life at Jenny's house one night
when her parents were away, they had gigglingly agreed
to play it again. The fact that they had finished a whole
bottle of wine from Jenny's parents cellar also helped.
Amanda looked at Jenny, and giggled. 'Well, one of
the things we used to dare was to take all your clothes off!'
she laughed. 'So do that!'
Jenny laughed back. 'Are you serious?' she said.
Amanda shrugged. 'Sure - why not? Unless you're
conceding the game!'
'No way!' said Jenny. 'I always used to beat
you at this.'
'Only because you were so outrageous.' replied
her friend.
Jenny removed her shoes and socks, and her jumper.
'Are you really sure about this?' she said, looking
a bit embarrassed.
Amanda threw herself back in her chair and laughed out loud.
'Come on, ' she called, 'Get it all off, or
I've won!'
Jenny thought for a moment. 'Right!' she said
determinedly. 'You're on!'
Turning away from her friend slightly, she quickly took
off her T-shirt, and unhooked her bra. She looked back over
her shoulder, where Amanda was watching her with an amused
smile on her face. Her heart beating, she undid her jeans,
and pulled then down together with her panties, and stepped
out of them.
'There!' she said, looking at Amanda with a rather
flushed face. I've done it!'
Amanda looked her friend up and down and nodded with approval.
'Very good!' she said. Her gaze quickly travelled
over Jenny's body, taking in her small, petite breasts
and flat stomach. Jenny had slim hips and long legs, and
Amanda's gaze rested for a moment on the thin down of
light coloured hair between her friends legs.
'Stop looking at me!' said Jenny. 'I only
did it because you said so!'
'It's hard not to look at you when you're standing
there starkers!' retorted Amanda, colouring slightly
at the realisation that Jenny had seen her glance.
Jenny sat back down in the chair opposite Amanda, and picked
up her glass.
'Right.' she said. 'My turn!'.
Silence fell, as Jenny thought for a minute. As she shifted
in her chair, Amanda caught a glimpse between her friend's
legs, the outline of the pink lips distinct under the downy
hair. Despite herself, she began to feel distinctly aroused
at the sight of Jenny lounging on the chair completely naked.
She glanced casually across, taking in the small, pert
breasts and smooth skin, whilst trying to appear as if she
wasn't looking.
For her part, Jenny too was starting to feel the tension
in the air. She had always been something of an exhibitionist,
and the feeling of nakedness was rather powerful. She could
feel the cold leather of the sofa against her legs and buttocks,
and enjoyed the sensation. She saw Amanda glance across
at her. Was she looking at her? The idea that she might be
rather excited Jenny, although she wasn't sure why.
She stared into the fire.
'Hmmm, what should I get you to do?' she wondered
out loud, gazing into the fire as if for inspiration. At
the same time, she shifted in her seat, giving Amanda an
uninterrupted view of her body.
With Jenny looking away, Amanda let her eyes rest on her
friend's naked body. Her gaze travelled down from
her smooth neck, and across her breasts. They were small
and stood pert from her chest. At the tip of each one Jenny's
nipples were small and puckered, and were standing taut.
Amanda's eyes took in the smooth stomach, with its
ever so slight covering of fuzzy hairs, the navel looking
soft and deep. Jenny's legs were long and slim, accentuating
her narrow hips.
Jenny continued to stare into the fire, not daring to look
around, but sure that Amanda was looking at her. She was
really aroused now, and she could almost feel a palpable
sexual tension in the air.
'Well, I don't know, ' she sighed, 'It's
hard to think of anything!' Still looking into the
flames, she hooked her leg over the arm of the chair, parting
her thighs and giving Amanda a clear view of her cunt.
Slightly guiltily, Amanda looked at her friends'
private place. The outline of her lips was distinct under
the light covering of hair. Amanda could see the labia just
showing, and saw a wet sheen over the inner parts. She jumped
instinctively; was Jenny as turned on as she was? At the
uninterrupted view of her friends fanny she had felt the
stirrings in her own body, but she had wondered if Jenny
felt the same.
She looked up, to find Jenny looking at her, having turned
back from the fire. She coloured up, knowing that her gaze
had been firmly fixed between her friends legs.
Jenny smiled, but her mouth had gone dry. 'You can look
at me if you want, ' she whispered. 'I don't
mind.'
Amanda cleared her throat, and smiled.
'Sorry!'
she tried to say in a more normal voice. 'I was just interested.
Anyway, it's your turn.'
'I can't dare you to take your clothes off.'
Jenny was thinking out loud. 'Because as I remember
you can't dare back the same thing.' She paused,
tapping her teeth. 'I know!' she said.
'What?' said Amanda.
Jenny laughed in an embarrassed way, and flushed. 'Well, '
she said, then she stopped. 'No, no, I'll do something
else.'
'What?' asked Amanda. 'Go on, say it!'
Jenny paused. 'I can't say it!' she said.
'It's embarrassing! I'll do something else.'
Amanda by this point was desperate to know what it was. She
wanted to do something sexy, something with Jenny - she
was too turned on to stop.
'Go on! Just say it!'
Jenny looked away, and mumbled through a dry mouth. 'Tell
me how you masturbate.'
Amanda looked at Jenny. 'What was that? Tell you how
I masturbate?'
Jenny nodded, the acute embarrassment of the moment over.
She still coloured up as she continued, 'Yes - tell
me in detail how you do it. Unless you're conceding
the game?' She smiled at Amanda, leaning back in her
chair.
Amanda took a deep breath, her heart beating fast. 'Well,
I just sort of do it, ' she said. 'I don't know
really.
'
'Come on!' said Jenny. 'Give me the details!
What do you do, how do you do it, what do you use - all the gory
details!' She laughed, her embarrassment now gone
as it transferred to Amanda.
Amanda looked up at the ceiling, thinking of what she could
say. She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.
'I can't do this!' she gasped. 'It's
embarrassing!'
'As embarrassing as taking your clothes off?'
asked Jenny. 'Come on - get on with it - or I win the game!'
'OK, OK, I'll do it. But you have to close your eyes.
I can't do it if you're looking at me.' Amanda
looked at Jenny.
'OK!' said Jenny, lying back in the chair, her
head resting
back looking at the ceiling. 'My eyes are closed. Now
begin!'
Amanda looked over at her friend once more. Jenny was now
facing her, with her legs parted and her hands by her side.
As she saw Jenny's naked body, she felt her arousal
once again.
'I usually do it in bed.' she began in a low voice
cracking with embarrassment. 'Before I go to sleep'.
She stopped. 'I can't do this!' she exclaimed.
'Go on - you're doing great!' encouraged
Jenny.
Amanda closed her eyes and continued in a low voice. Sometimes
after I go to bed when I'm not feeling so tired I do it.
I start by maybe just running my hands over myself - usually
over my breasts.
As she spoke, her embarrassment still high, Amanda nevertheless
began to feel a thrill of describing these private acts
out loud. As she spoke, she recalled the sensations, particular
occasions, and felt an erotic thrill of sharing these moments.
'I might take one of my breasts in one hand, and slowly
massage it, taking the nipple between two fingers and pulling
on it.' She was gaining confidence now, as the excitement
of the moment took over and she became absorbed in the mental
images she was creating. 'I run my hand down between
my legs, ' she continued, 'and just rub up and
down, starting quite slowly, feeling it slippery under
my finger, '
Amanda opened her eyes and looked across at Jenny. Jenny
still had her eyes closed, facing up at the ceiling, but
she was gently massaging her small breast with her right
hand.
'Carry on, ' whispered Jenny, sliding her other
hand down towards her clitoris.
Now looking at Jenny, Amanda continued with her description.
'First of all I just slide two fingers very slowly either
side of myself, squeezing my fingers together as I do. I
also become rougher with my breasts, pinching the nipple
between my fingers and rolling it around'.
As she said the words, Jenny began to mirror what she had
described, running her hands over her naked body as Amanda
instructed.
Amanda watched her friend now openly masturbating
in front of her, following her directions. She was
turned on like never before, her crotch wet with the arousal
she was feeling.
'Sometimes I take one of the inner lips between my fingers,
and pull it or roll it between my fingers, ' she whispered,
as Jenny opened her legs wide, stretching her now soaking
cunt directly in front of her. Amanda by now had stopped
describing her own experiences, and was directing Jenny.
'I take the wetness on my finger and use it on my breasts,
sliding over the nipple, really pulling at it, '
Jenny gasped as she massaged the taut nipples on her small
breasts, coming close to orgasm as waves of pleasure flooded
through her.
Amanda continued in a faster voice, her breathing quickening
to match that of the girl opposite. 'Put a finger inside
yourself, really deep inside and move it in and out.'
This was a definite instruction, and Jenny opened her eyes
and looked at Amanda, then down at her body as her slim forefinger
slid easily between her lips, working in and out.
'Now two fingers, ' breathed Amanda, and Jenny
thrust two of her fingers deep into herself, groaning and
shifting in her seat at the impending orgasm.
'Stay there!' instructed Amanda suddenly, jumping
out of her seat.
There's something else that I do that
you should do.
She rushed up the stairs to Jenny's room, searching
on her dressing table for the item she thought she had seen
- a deodorant bottle, the same brand she used. it was there
- a slim cylindrical shape just under two inches wide and
about 6 inches long. She ran back downstairs, clutching
it in her hand. Jenny was still in the same position, one
hand between her legs, caressing the downy hair.
'Use this!' she said triumphantly, holding it
up. 'Put it inside you.'
Jenny looked at it. 'What do you mean?' she said.
'Slide this into you - like a penis, ' said Amanda.
'You must have done it before - I have!'
Jenny shook her head. 'I've never done anything
like that before, ' she whispered.
Amanda looked at her friend. 'It's my dare, '
she said softly. 'I want to see it inside you.'
Jenny was both thrilled by the idea, but apprehensive.
'It might hurt, ' she said.
'It doesn't hurt.' said Amanda. 'I've
done it loads of times.'
'You do it, ' answered Jenny. 'Put it inside
me - I don't know how.' Her breathing quickened
as she raised her heels onto the chair, her knees wide apart.
She grasped the arms of the chair with her arms. 'Go
on - do it. I want it.'
Amanda knelt down in front of Jenny's spread legs.
She was now just inches away from her friends most private
place. She could see the individual, light coloured hairs
covering the soft mound, the pinkness of the inner lips
still showing a wet sheen. Tentatively, she reached out,
nervous to touch but at the same time wanting to feel the
softness.
'Are you sure?' Amanda whispered. 'Can I
touch you?'
'Don't you want to? It's OK.' Jenny shifted
slightly.
'No, I really want to. I've never touched anyone
else like this, but I want to. You are quite beautiful, '
she continued. As she spoke, she lightly grazed a finger
across her friends pubis.
Jenny wriggled. 'That tickled, ' she giggled.
Amanda stroked more firmly, her fingers sinking into the
moist softness between Jenny's legs.
'Ahhh - ohhh, ' Jenny gasped, the sensation once
more bringing her to the edge of orgasm. 'Oh god.'
Amanda removed her hand, bringing it close to her face.
The sexual smell of the wetness on her fingers brought her
own arousal rushing back, and as she once again stroked
Jenny's clitoris she rubbed her other hand across
her crotch through her jeans.
'Now for this, ' she said, once again taking the
bottle. With one hand, she gently parted Jenny's labia,
the warm darkness pouting forward. She placed the smooth
end of the bottle between the lips, and started to push forwards.
Jenny tensed as she felt the hard plastic against herself,
holding the arms of the chair tightly.
'Just relax, ' said Amanda. 'Try and relax, '
Jenny breathed out slowly, relaxing her muscles. As she
did so, her cunt opened, and the bottle slid easily inside,
lubricated by the wet sheen over her labia.
Jenny involuntarily cried out at the unfamiliar sensation,
the intensity of which she had never felt before. The stretching
of her vagina was not painful but intensely erotic. Her
legs stiffened, as waves of orgasm approached.
'Does it hurt?' asked Amanda, still slowly pushing
the bottle deeper.
'No, ' gasped Jenny. 'Do more!'
Amanda pulled the bottle almost out of her friends dripping
vagina, then slowly pushed it back in. She started a rhythm,
sliding in and out.
Amanda was almost as aroused as Jenny at the sight of the
bottle sliding into Jenny's cunt, seeing the skin
pull taut as she worked it in and out. She increased the tempo,
pushing the bottle deep and twisting it slightly as she
did so.
Jenny started a low moan in the back of her throat, her legs
trembling as orgasm approached. She clutched at her small
breasts, pulling on the tight nipples, riding forward
in the chair to meet Amanda's thrusts.
Amanda saw her friend starting to come, and almost felt
she was coming too.
She rammed the bottle in and out, and
on impulse put her head between Jenny's legs and drove
her tongue onto Jenny's clitoris. She had only read
about oral sex before now, but she tongued her friend for
all she was worth, sucking and licking, the fresh taste
of Jenny's juices on her lips.
At this new sensation, Jenny came in an avalanche of orgasm,
crying out and pushing Amanda's head deep into her
cunt as she came.
'Oh God...Oh God, ' she repeated, as wave after
wave of pleasure crashed down over her. Amanda continued
to work away, but as the orgasm receded, Jenny gently pushed
her friend away.
'That's it, ' she whispered. She felt down
between her legs, marvelling at the feeling of the hard
bottle protruding from her. She slid it out, feeling one
last tremor of orgasm as her cunt closed behind it, wet and
sticky with her cum.
She leaned back in the chair, and crossed her legs, looking
red and embarrassed.
'Sorry, ' she said.
Amanda wiped her face and smiled. 'Wow!' she said,
moving back into her chair, also feeling rather embarrassed.
Jenny pulled on some clothes, and sat back down. She hesitated
for a second; not knowing what to say. 'That was amazing, '
she whispered. 'I, er, don't know what to say.'
Amanda moved across the room, and sat next to her friend.
'Don't say anything, ' she whispered, her
face moving towards Jenny's. Jenny came up to meet
her, and their lips touched in a soft embrace.