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My first time. Sorry if this is a bit rambling, it's the way I write.

My first sexual experience was when I was 13 with my best friend, Kate. The deed took place at my Kate's house during a summer holiday sleep over.

Kate and I have been friends since birth, our parents were old university friends, got married in the same year and produced the two of us within 10 days of each other. In fact my Dad has a theory that Kate and I were conceived in Scotland during a shared holiday with Kate's parents!

So anyway, it was hot and we had been out walking in the Yorkshire Dales all day with Kate's parents. When we had got back we had both showered and eaten supper then headed to Kate's room to chill out and watch some TV. We had both changed into our night-shirts after the showers, as it was too warm and balmy to contemplate getting fully dressed again.

As the TV was fairly boring we ended up talking about our latest favourite subject, boys. (Sorry if this is sounding like a clichÚ but it's what 13 year old girls do most of the time!). Kate had recently had her first fumble with a guy from school called Pete Smith and was filling me in with all the gory details. She described kissing him for the first time and how he had used his tongue. She then went on to describe how he had put his hand up her skirt and played with her pussy lips and fumbled around her clit. She also confessed that she had pushed her hand into his trousers and played with his cock. She expressed regret that they hadn't been able to take any clothes off and the whole experience had only lasted 20 minutes or so before they had been disturbed by his parents coming home.

At that point I had had only kissed two boys and neither experience was anything to write home about. The only thing I had seen that Kate hadn't was a naked boy. A group of us had bunked off school one lunch time when Kate was off school with flu and ended up at a guy called Dave's house playing truth or dare. A boy called Andy Wooder had been dared to do a strip tease for the girls and ended up dancing naked in front of us. Nothing else had happened as the girls all bailed out before someone dared them to strip. I described his body in detail and confessed that I had got wet watching him dance and had played with myself thinking about him when I got home that afternoon.

Kate acted shocked at my confession of masturbation and said she would never do anything like that as 'good girls don't.' I pointed out that good girls don't let boys put their hand up their skirt either and she laughed that I had sussed her out.

We sort of looked at each other a little embarrassed for a couple of seconds, then Kate giggled and asked me how I liked to masturbate. I told her I liked to get naked and half sit on my bed in front of my full length mirror then slowly massage myself between my legs until I was wet and soft. When I was really turned on I liked to rub my clit with one hand while pinching my nipples with the other. All the time I liked to be watching myself in the mirror.

I said this in a soft and, what I probably thought was a sexy husky voice. We were sitting at either end of the single bed facing each other. My legs were crossed at the ankles and to the right of hers, hers were also crossed. When I finished she gave a little gasp and shifted position on the bed, stretching her long legs out to either side of my crossed legs. Her nightshirt rode up and I could see her white panties. She asked me to continue describing how I liked to masturbate and asked if I had used anything other than my fingers.

I decided we were best friends and I would tell her everything about my experiments, besides I had been dying to share my experiences with someone but didn't know how they would react... I'm a single child and by this time my Dad was bringing me up on his own. This meant I spent a lot of time between coming home from school and him getting in from work alone. I had to do something to stop me getting bored.

I told Kate that although I liked to watch myself naked, I sometimes liked to be dressed in odd pieces of clothing. Sometimes I'd leave my bra on, sometimes I'd masturbate through my panties. One time I came home from school so horny that I pulled my school skirt up and rubbed myself off through my panties and tights sitting on the steps leading to my attic bedroom.

My dressing up got a little more serious when I bought a black g-string and a pair of sheer black stockings from a stall in the local market, blushing red at the looks I was getting from the middle aged woman who served me. I remember mumbling something about them being a present for an older sister (I was 13 and looked it). I remember rushing home and changing into them in my bathroom. As I walked into my bedroom, I caught site of myself in the big mirror and almost came on the spot. At 13 I didn't have an adults body, but I didn't have the body of a child either. My hips were just starting to fill out but my legs were nicely proportioned and my breasts were quite large on my skinny frame. The g-string was tiny and stood out vividly against my pale skin, the stockings made my legs look twice as long as usual, especially when I walked on tip toe (I was still too young to have any footwear that was remotely high heeled). I turned round and looked at my bum in the mirror... I could see the string waistband with the vertical string of the back swooping down between my bum cheeks. I slowly bent over and looked at myself in the mirror through my legs.

I bent over the bed and continued to look through my legs, pushing my fingers over my string covered pussy. I gasped as I felt the friction of the cheap nylon g-string push against my sensitive lips. Within a minute I was frantically rubbing my clit and cuming as hard as I had ever done before. I collapsed in a heap on the bed and licked my fingers dry without thinking. The taste was wonderful.

As I was telling Kate this, in a little less detail than I have here, she began to run her fingers up and down the crutch of her panties, pulling her knees up slightly. When I got to the part about masturbating on the steps leading to the attic she gave another little gasp and I saw her push her fingers into the side of her panties. As my story reached it's climax she was obviously fingering herself and moaning slightly. I began to get worried that her parents would hear her and hurried the end of my story. As I described licking my fingers clean she gave a bigger shudder than before and a huge sigh. I had made her cum with my story! I watched in amazement as she pulled her fingers from the inside of her panties and licked them clean. She smiled at me and said I was right, it did taste nice.

Kate flopped back on the pillows with a big grin on her face. I was still amazed at her brazenness. She's always been the shy one of the two of us, although I suppose looking back she was the dominant force in our friendship... she always suggested what we should do and what games we should play as we were growing up.

I shly asked her if she had enjoyed that and asked her to tell me about her experiences. She said would tell me if I masturbated for her as she had for me. I accepted and opened my legs, resting them on top of hers. She jokingly asked if I was comfortable and I said 'errm, hang on, No.' I sat up and quickly slipped my panties down and threw them on the floor then resumed my position with my legs open, resting on her legs. My nightshirt was just about covering my pussy and Kate was staring at me. 'You may begin when ready dear' I said nonchalantly with a big grin on my face.

She started telling me about her experiences playing with herself. Like me she had experimented but had to be a little more careful than me since she has a younger sister who is forever barging into the room. Unlike me she had discovered an early love of penetration. At first it was just with her fingers, then with small cosmetics bottles, then on to other more phallic shaped objects. Carrots seemed to be her favourite so long as they were thin enough. She explained that she was still a bit too tight down there for anything too big. She described how she liked to steal a carrot from the fridge on her way to bed and slowly insert it into her vagina. She told me about how she had first made herself cum when she discovered how to massage her clitoris the right way.

Almost as soon as she started telling me about her penetration experiences I got that familiar tingle in my groin. I opened my legs and pulled my nightshirt up out of the way, gently rubbing my calves on her thighs. She swallowed hard, gazing at my blond, lightly haired pussy. I started to rub my clit, slowly and gently at first then speeding up as Kate told me about pushing a long thin carrot into herself for the first time. I gasped as the first little orgasm hit me and gasped again as Kate lent forward and started caressing my thighs. I looked deeply into her pale green eyes as she shifted position so she was kneeling between my legs.

'Lucy, can I kiss you?' she asked softly.

I leaned forward and pushed my lips to hers, her lips parted and her tongue flicked mine. Kissing boys was not like this. We snogged for a minute or so and then pulled apart. We were both breathing deeply. I shuffled over to make room at my side and we lay down side my side, our lips finding each others as if we had been doing this for years. Eventually we parted and Kate whispered she wanted to masturbate me. I told her to hang on a minute and sat up and pulled my nightshirt over my head. Laying back down naked she gasped as she felt my skin.

'Now you get naked' I smiled.

Kate sat up and pulled her nightshirt over her head, I reached over to her and helped her remove her soaking wet panties. Obviously we had seen each other naked before but I had never really taken much notice. Her body was more defined than mine her skin paler but silky smooth. Her ginger pubic hair was almost as sparse as mine was, while her breasts were a little smaller with really pale nipples. I looked into her eyes and whispered that she was beautiful. She told me I was beautiful too and we started to kiss again. Our hands wandered over each others bodies, never lingering in one place for too long. She squeezed my nipples and I moaned aloud. Her hand was the first to dive between our entangled legs. My heart skipped a beat as she began to play with my clit. I quickly moved my hand into the cleft between her legs and started massaging her bud. We tangled our tongues together as our fingers played with each other in time. I think she came first, I'm not sure. The whole event seemed to last for ages. We eventually came down and slept together naked.

The next day we carried on as if nothing had happened. In fact, nothing else did happen for a couple of weeks as Kate and her family went to Spain for a three-week holiday. When she came back we got together again whenever we could but it was always understood to be a bit of fun between friends, nothing serious. This carried on throughout school until we were 16 when Kate and her family moved to New Zealand. We still keep in touch and tell each other everything about our sex lives. One day I will save the air fare to visit her down under and see if we still have that wonderful spark!

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