1. A Good Start


    Date: 10/9/2017, Categories: First Time, Author: Kimber, Rating: 25, Source: LushStories

    tank top hung close to my skin, scarcely concealing my fledgling breasts. A breeze suddenly entered the room from the open window, sending chills across my taut body; nipples erect. Brittney shot an intrigued gaze in her direction. Her lips pursed and pouted as she spoke. “Is that all you’re wearing tonight,” she asked. “Yep!” I beamed. “Kimber, you’re such a whore!” Brittney giggled. I smirked fiendishly. Even at sixteen, sinful urges surged through every fiber of my body. Brittney briskly passed by me, slapping my bare bottom. I let out a playful ‘ah-ha!’ Brittney realized the curtains to her room were still open, she quickly drew the curtains shut and raced down stairs to the game room. Secretly, I loved the thought of strangers watching our every move with one another. I felt the blood rush to my face, I blushed, ashamed of my wicked desires. Brittney and I were both about five foot, five inches tall at the onset of sixteenth birthdays. Our fledgling breasts were ever so firm and supple. Our bodies and minds were highly sensitive and curious in those early years. We had often played with one another’s body, but had yet to experience a man. We often talked about it and teased each other at what our first time might be like. Brittney rushed passed me down the corridor and stairs towards the game room downstairs, I hastily followed. Brittney plopped onto the brown leather couch. Her red painted toes pointed outward as one of her bare feet traced the curvature of her taut ...
    calves. A seam ran down the center of the crotch of Brittney's little boy shorts accentuating her plump sixteen-year-old pussy, and her tits nearly spilt out of her top. I eagerly hopped onto the couch, my skin clung to the leather due to the unseasonable humidity. “Sorry the AC is out,” Brittney said. “I don’t care. I just want to hang,” I replied. “Awesome,” she beamed! “Wanna drink?” Brittney asked as she clinked two empty glasses together. Brittney had sneaked a bottle of vodka, from her parent’s liquor cabinet. She poured two shots, and we each took a few swigs to celebrate our upcoming carefree weekend together. Instantly the alcohol surged through our veins and the memories of the week’s sleepover became vivid in our mind. We cranked up the radio, taking turns dancing for one another. Mockingly giving one another childish lap dances. Our bodies gyrated in unison flaunting our amateur sexuality. We were both buzzed and giggled, as we reminisced about the night we played in the sleeping bag. Brittney reached out and grabbed my waist. I gasped at her brash action. Brittney smiled seductively as she ran her finger through my hair. Our skin was fiery with arousal and the lack of a working air conditioner on that hot summer night caused beads of perspiration to form over our bodies. Eventually we kissed. Slowly deliberately and passionately. Brittney's kiss was soft, and my tongue quickly began to slide into Brittney’s mouth. Brittney’s hands trickled up my back and under my ...
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