1. My First Time


    Date: 12/2/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Lesbian, Reluctance, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    would spend the whole weekend at her house and we would walk to school together on Monday morning. My mum thought it was imposing too much on Ms. Kingston, but she insisted it was fine. In the end they relented, I think they enjoyed a weekend to themselves anyway. I had borrowed some sort of zombie movie from my dad for us to watch; as far as I was concerned there was nothing like a good horror film at a sleepover. Not a very girly genre I'll admit, but anything that makes you jump or scream is good fun in my book. We only lived about half a mile from one another and a mile or so from the school, so we walked back to her house together when we finished. Abbey lived alone with her mum; she had told me once that her dad had left when she was little but we never really talked about it, I didn't like to pry. I had initially been shocked to find out, shortly after Abbey and I had declared ourselves BFF's, that her mum had a girlfriend. I had met her mother's girlfriend Julie a few times now, as she insisted we call her, and she was very nice. She was about five foot ten with dark hair and a lovely athletic figure. Ms. Kingston looked just like an older version of Abbey; I discovered who Abbey got her eyes from the first time I went round to her house. "Hey, mum, I'm home!" shouted Abbey as we got to her house, "Lizzy is here." Abbey lived in a really nice house, big considering there were only the two of them. I knew that her mum had a job working with a bank doing something ...
    managerial. "Hi girls," called Abbey's mum from the kitchen, "You have a good day at school?"As many of you will know, this appears to be part of the standard line of questioning for parents when their kids get in, mine asked all the time. "Fine, Ms. Kingston," I said, "Thanks again for having me over." She was always happy to have me round, I knew that, but it's always polite to say thank you. "Oh, you're always welcome round here, Lizzy, you know that," she replied whilst putting some pots away. Abbey's mum always finished work early on a Friday, one of the perks of being the boss she had told me once. "We'll be up in my room, mum," called Abbey as we shot our way up the stairs. "Ok, I'll give you a shout when dinner is ready!" We dumped our bags at the bottom of her bed and freshened up; we took turns in her shower and changed into some fresh clothes. Our dress code for sleepovers was basically whatever was most comfortable; it had started off the first time as a pair of jeans but as their house was always so warm and toasty, this eventually consisted of just some cotton boy-short pants and a thin t-shirt. Abbey's mum always bought the nicest shampoos and conditioners, for me a sleepover at their house was like staying in a really posh hotel; I tried the fruity one this time and it was fantastic. After drying my hair I felt like one of those models from the adverts, swishing my hair around, because I'm worth it. Her bedroom was a lot bigger than mine, she had a kingsize bed, a ...
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