Date: Sat, 15 Jun 2002 16:50:38 -0700 From: Star XXX Subject: Anna and I: Cumming of Age ANNA AND I: Cumming of Age Copygith 2002 by StarSapphire StarSapphire@literotica.org This is the story of my first sexual experience that happened with my (still) best friend Anna. It is as true as our two memories can make it. We wanted to share it with you and invite you to share your first time experiences with us. Please note that we were both children at the time this takes place, in case this may offend you. The fact is, however, that neither of us have had or want to have sex with anyone but age appropriate partners. This story, rather, is a celebration of two young girl's childhood sexuality and the love that existed between them and nothing more. We hope you enjoy it. Let us know what you think. * * * My sex life started very early. From the age of seven I had discovered that special place between my legs that when touched gave me great pleasure, and although I did not yet experience orgasms, I certainly knew what sexual arousal was. Instinctively I guess, I quickly understood the connection between this feeling and my emerging curiosity about the sexual parts of others, both boys and girls, men and women. I had briefly spied my father naked on one memorable occasion as I burst in to the bathroom as he was leaving the shower. I caught the dark bush of his pubic hairs and the floppy length of his penis. I was quite amazed at the sight and the difference between him and I. I had but a tiny pink slit. His equipment was much more interesting and I carried that image of my dad's cock and balls in my head for years. By age ten my curiosity began to turn to fantasy as I practiced playing with myself and became more adroit. While I had learned some basic masturbation techniques I had yet to achieve an orgasm. I only knew of this constant aching need inside of me for a sexual kind of release that I did not yet understand. I resolved I was going to find out more about all this. I started with my father's collection of pornographic books and magazines I knew he kept hidden in a locked trunk in the basement. I'm not sure even my mother knew of this collection no doubt left over from his bachelor days. Being the nosy, curious thing that I was I had discovered this horde shortly after I learned how to carefully pick the old fashioned lock on it. I was careful to remove just a few items at a time. As I finished with each selection I would carefully replace them making them appear undisturbed. As far as I know my father never found out I was borrowing his porn. I perused the magazines first and was astonished at the women whose photographs appeared there. They all seemed to have such large breasts and an abundance of hair between their legs. The men of course were all good looking and sported enormous erections. I devoured each picture, surprised at how aroused I became. As I flipped through the galleries of photos I would rub myself between the legs and feel the wetness soak through my underwear and coat my fingers. On one memorable day I was looking at pictures of women and saw one obviously masturbating, as I frequently did. The sight of this kindred spirit made me intensely aroused as I scanned through a series that showed a very pretty Asian woman becoming progressively more aroused in each shot. I knew exactly how she felt. In one photo she had 3 fingers inside herself and in another she was inserting a dildo into her pussy. Almost of its own accord my hand wandered between my legs as I watched this dark haired beauty get herself off. I had never been this wet before as I slid my finger up and down between my pink little lips and found my `button' as I called it. Resting on my knees, the open magazine before me, my hand was down my underwear working away madly at myself. I could feel that `tickling' sensation intensify to become almost uncomfortable. At this point I usually stopped but this time something kept me going. I wanted to see where this excited, slippery wet state of being was going to go if I endured the discomfort and kept on rubbing myself! My finger was tracing frantic circles around my clit. My eyes were closed. I was breathing faster and harder and even my nipples were tingling as electric waves of pleasure washed through me. I was no longer looking at a magazine photo. My Asian friend was now in front of me in my mind, naked and working frantically at her own release as I watched her. I saw her twirling fingers over her button and imagined with her other hand that she was putting those 2 fingers inside her pussy and fucking herself. The image in my brain grew more vivid and provocative. I saw her smile up at me as she pleasured herself. It was then that my first orgasm began. A wave of throbbing heat seemed to explode from my groin and consume me whole. Waves of shuddering pleasure coursed throughout my body all emerging from that tiny button between my legs that seemed almost on fire by now. My white cotton panties were sopping wet with my juices. I was astounded at the power of those feelings and, as I slowly came down from my erotic high, I experienced a sense of awe akin to a religious experience. So THIS is what it's all about! I said to myself in total wonder. Of course, I determined immediately that I must share this discovery with my best friend Anna. Anna was a dear girl, full of life and excitement. At the time she too was 10 and had long blonde very straight hair that she attended to assiduously, always brushing it out at every opportunity. My hair seemed to me a dull brown that I wore short, but Anna kept assuring me it was `hazel' colored or `chestnut' and quite attractive. She was also taller than I was with beautiful long legs and a rear end that looked incredibly delicious and grown up. She had the tiniest little breast buds too that she was always a little self conscious of, in spite of my confessed envy. My chest was still flat, though my nipples had become very sensitive over the past few months. Anna was always quite animated while I generally went through life a bit more serenely. Her blue eyed pretty pixie face never failed to give away her every feeling, so with Anna what you saw was what you got. She was a very honest and open young girl whom I adored. We were forever talking about boys and rehashing what little we knew about sex. Orgasms hadn't yet entered our limited domain of knowledge so I was most eager to share the details of my inaugural climax with her. I also wanted to share my father's collection of magazines and photos. When I told Anna of my father's collection she giggled and blushed. "Really?" she asked me "Naked women? And men too? Oh Star, that is so cool!" she gasped in bashful awe. "Yes!" I said excitedly "And it shows them `doing it' and everything!" I didn't tell her yet about my orgasm, or the masturbation pictures that had inspired me. I wanted to surprise her. I was relieved that Anna seemed as excited as I was. We decided that weekend to sleep over at my house and indulge our curiosity to the utmost. I also had vague half-formed desires around the whole idea of Anna, the pictures and me but they wouldn't come into focus for me. I was content simply to introduce her to my father's pornography collection. I wanted to see what her reaction was going to be and I would go from there. Friday after school came far too slowly but it did finally arrive. Anna and I walked home together discussing what I'd found. I described to her how some of the women had these huge breasts and of one man `titty' fucking' a very well endowed blonde. Her eyes were as big as saucers. This was going to be fun! By this time of course we had both learned about "sex" and making babies. We also knew what men's penises were for and we'd picked up all the dirty words that went with the action. What I hadn't explored much, however, was my attraction to other girls as well as boys. The idea of bisexuality then was too sophisticated a concept for me, so I was a little confused about my feelings, especially my feelings for Anna. I was becoming VERY attracted to her. Thankfully through all this I was blessed with a wonderful set of parents who had given me that precious gift of allowing me to love myself. They, too, were very tolerant people and never spoke badly about gay men or women or anyone else for that matter. I accepted the existence of such people without much thought and was always surprised when I would encounter homophobic remarks amongst my schoolmates. I therefor knew to keep my feelings for other girls quiet but I did not in any way feel ashamed about my desires the way many other gay and bi people are taught to do. "There's also some pictures of women making out," I said to Anna. She blushed at my remark. "Really?" she replied "That is wicked! What are they doing to each other?" she asked me. I looked over at her and took in her flushed face. "I'll let you see for yourself," I told her, relieved she wasn't turned off by the thought of viewing some lesbians in passionate embraces. "They're kissing and touching each other and stuff. It's really cool," I assured her. When we reached my house we charged quickly up to my bedroom, barely pausing to say hello to my mom. I went immediately to my closet and brought out a pile of magazines and envelopes containing individual photographs. This was my treasure trove, my passport to the bigger badder world of grown-ups. As I began laying them out I saw a look of astonishment on Anna's face that quickly turned into a mischievous little grin. "These are SO hot!" she said to me pointing to a magazine full of nude, voluptuous models, "But where are the lesbians?" she wanted to know. I quickly reached for an envelope that contained some pretty hot stuff. Removing the photos I laid them out for Anna to see. This was a series of photos showing two young, busty blondes in every conceivable position. It showed them kissing passionately, their mouths clearly open and their bodies locked together in a hot embrace. They were feeling each other's breasts and sucking in each other's nipples. Their hands wandered down between the legs of the other as the models indulged in mutual masturbation. Then came the close-ups of oral sex. "Oh my God!" Anna squeaked as she spied a photo with the models in a delicious 69 position. "They're licking each other!" Indeed they were. We lingered awhile over these scenes blushing and giggling by turns. There was no doubt about it. Anna and I were getting very turned on looking at these ladies doing each other. It was now I decided to show her the pictures of my Asian friend masturbating, the pictures that had first gotten me off. "Look at these," I said "She's touching herself down there." "Wow, look how she has her fingers up inside herself!" Anna exclaimed, "I can't do that! I'm too small!" I watched Anna as she went through the montage and saw her look of excitement and wonder. Dare I? "I--I can show you how to do that if you like. I've found out something..." I stammered. I waited with an agonizing fear that Anna would be horrified by what I had suggested and run away. "Really?" Anna replied turning to face me. "Do you touch yourself like SHE does! You have to show me!" She giggled a little then settled in as if to watch me. My heart was pounding in my chest and my mouth went dry from anticipation. She wants me too! I was so relieved and SO turned on at the same time. I explained to her about my orgasm and how I just kept on playing with myself until it happened. I suggested we both take our clothes off and I would teach her how to do it. Anna giggled then looked around the room as if to ensure our privacy then unbuttoned her top. It was happening! I watched amazed as Anna stripped down in front of me. Her undershirt followed her blouse and I stared raptly at her tiny breasts and pink swollen nipples. I removed my own top and shorts I'd been wearing and soon we were both down to our underpants. Anna's were a light orange cotton and mine were white. We looked at each other briefly then kicked those off too leaving us both naked except for our socks. They went next. We stared at each other for a moment, laughed then hugged ourselves. I looked over at Anna and marveled at her tiny pink pussy lying at the apex of her long sexy legs. She seemed to stare as intently back at mine and I felt myself getting wetter as her eyes lingered. "Show me," she whispered still watching my pussy with big saucer eyes. I moved my right hand down between my legs and gently touch myself. I ran my middle finger between my swollen labia and felt the wonderful squishiness that had formed there. I moved my middle finger up and down my slit, just grazing my clitoris with each pass then I began to masturbate in earnest as my passion began to build. I ran my finger round and round my clit now and brought my other hand into play, inserting a finger inside myself as far as it would go. My hymen stopped it at about the 2nd knuckle but it felt so exquisite working its way in and out of my cunt, just like I saw the Asian girl doing to herself in the photo layout. My eyes were nearly closed as I continued frigging and finger fucking myself but I could see Anna's gaze fastened onto my busy hands. Her own right hand moved seemingly of its own accord between her legs and I watched her pressing and pulling on her pussy lips, clearly as hot and turned on as I was. Her left was pinching one of her swollen nipples, a sight that sent me close to the very edge of coming, but I held back. "Now I'm going to show you what I found out, " I panted, pausing briefly in my ministrations. I quickly resumed playing with myself and felt my orgasm beginning. "Now!" I cried out to her "Oh my God!" I remember whispering as a wave of white-hot electric pleasure burst forth from my super-heated cunt and spread throughout every nerve fibre in my body. My nipples were swollen into hard mounds. I shivered and shook with the power of it and Anna stared open mouthed at what was happening to me. Gently, gently I came down from my pleasure peak and sank in awe onto the bed, where I lay naked and sprawled out before Anna. She did not hesitate. Anna drew up beside me, took me in her arms and rocked me, kissing my hair and cheeks and finally my lips. The touch of her lips sent tingles all through me and I kissed her back, opening my mouth at the insistence of her probing tongue. We lay kissing, crying and laughing together all at once. Then we stopped and looked into each other's eyes. "Y--you mean you feel this way about me, too?" I stammered. I couldn't believe it. She wanted me as badly as I wanted her! It was like an epiphany, an enormous weight lifting and a moment of shattering ecstasy. The girl I loved and lusted after loved and lusted after me back! We were both in heaven. "I've felt this way about you forever," Anna told me ""but I didn't know how you'd feel about it, like I was a lezzie or something. I was afraid you would think I was too weird to be your friend anymore." I just laughed and told her how beautiful I had always thought she was and how I always wanted her to be with me. We kissed again, but were aware that dinnertime was approaching. We arose and decided to have a shower together. I yelled down to mother that we would be down soon and padded into the bathroom naked. We would wear bath towels back again. We laughed and giggled under the warm spray and I got to wash Anna's whole body, stopping awhile to fondle her tiny breasts and run my soapy fingers between her legs. She returned the favor and stayed much too long on my pussy. I made her stop and we eventually calmed down enough to dress, dry our hair and go down to dinner. My parents remarked on how unusually quiet we were at dinner but I told them we were tired after a hard day at school. We might even -- turn in early tonight! My mother was most impressed. And on a Friday no less, she said in wonder. We sat through a video my father had brought home, then at 9:30 I announced we were going to bed. We didn't even stop for a snack, which I later learned led my mother to think that we had more than sleeping on our minds. She, of course, was completely correct. Anna and I had pictures to look at and positions to try! We quickly stripped down and lay together on top of my bed. We began by kissing and running our hands all over each other. I cupped Anna's beautiful little ass and stroked her long gracious thighs, eventually moving between her legs. I felt her pussy lips under my fingers and just lightly stroked her at first. She was very wet as I sank my finger down into her slit and began to frig her, finding her little button of a clit and massaging it with quick round strokes of my finger. Anna moaned at my touch and lay back to let me work. As my hand continued between her legs I brought my mouth down to capture her nipple. I tongued and sucked on it as my hand maintained its insistent rhythm on her now sopping pussy. Anna began to moan in pleasure. "Ohhhh, that feels soo good Star! Oh please don't stop! Don't stop!" she whispered to me. I had no such intentions! I could feel Anna's orgasm approaching as I continued to work on her. At first she let out a low keening sound that broke into a muffled cry as she bit into a pillow to stop herself from being heard downstairs. Then her back arched as my hand worked away at her furiously and my teeth gave her nipple a sharp little bite. Her whole body shook and she clamped my hand into her pussy with both of her hands then squeezed her legs shut. I looked into her eyes as she came and saw the self-same ecstasy writ there as I'd felt. She was breathing in the same hard panting breaths and shaking visibly from this altogether unexpected experience, and coming down slowly as I had done earlier. And as she had done for me I held her close and rocked her back to earth and kissed away her tears of joy as the aftermath of her first orgasm washed through her. She eventually let my hand go from between her legs and I put it up to my lips and started licking it clean. Anna's sweet cum juice tasted a little like cinnamon I decided. Anna even licked some of herself off me as well and giggled wickedly as she did so. Oh, I loved her so much in that moment! Having now broken all the barriers between us Anna again assumed the more dominant role in our relationship. She decided I needed to come again and wanted to taste me like the girls in the photos. Oh my! I thought, yes please! We began with a passionate and soulful kiss after which Anna's lips trailed down my flat little chest to pay homage to my erect little nipples. She sucked each one into her mouth and gave them quick little bites as I had done to her. Each nibble sent a shot of current into my dripping wet pussy. Moving down she stopped to tongue my belly button, which tickled delightfully, before approaching her main prize. She lay reversed beside me as she ran her tongue slowly along my pussy lips. I shuddered in anticipation then felt the warm wetness of her tongue plunge into my slit. Moving quickly up to my clit she parted my labia with her fingers, gazed on my little button a second, then proceeded to suck it whole into her mouth. The sensation was divine! She remained there sucking and licking me for some time as another climax slowly built. She also inserted a finger into my cunt and began fucking me gently with it. My breathing was coming now in hard deep breaths. I toyed frantically with my swollen nipples as Anna continued to eat me out so expertly. Had she done this before? No, as it turned out, she was just a natural and is still the world's best cunnilinguist! My orgasm this time was gentler but deeper. We held each other afterwards and Anna simply glowed as I licked my juices off her face and kissed her over and over again in gratitude. We both then lay together in languid silence and took in the awesome feelings and events of the day, trying as best we could to process these powerful emotions which had overcome and overwhelmed us. We drifted off to a blissful sleep, awakening in time to don our PJ's before my mother came in to wake us up. Anna was my first love and my first time. We remained friends and lovers all through school and had a few more sexual adventures along the way. We parted after I went away to university but met up again a few years later. She remains in my life, as do her two young sons and her adoring husband. It was her, in fact, who suggested I write this story as the events it describes remain one of the most erotic encounters either of us have ever had. If you would like to hear more about us, write and let me know. Copyright 2002 by StarSapphire. 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