Date: Mon, 18 Mar 2013 08:05:19 -0700 From: naomiknowsit Subject: First Touching Nadia was not new to her feelings for other girls. Now 11 she had them come to her in a whirlwind when she was 9. She lived with them basically alone. Her mom of course saw her still as her little girl. And her physical appearance indeed was that still of that little girl, Her friends were giggling about boys if they thought of sex at all. No one older wold go near her even if they knew her feelings, because of her age. For two years it had been like an ember inside of Nadia always glowing. She had little idea of what the feelings meant although she was sure they had to do with sex. She looked at her friends differently. She would be talking even about schoolwork with a friend and then discover herself watching her friend's lips, mouth, and thinking of kissing her. She would see a favorite teacher waking down the hall and take notice through the woman's blouse of her bra strap or slip. And in class how often did she find her eyes picking out the panty line of her teacher. And when she went for help she would peek as best she could down her blouse seeing no more than the lace of her teacher's brassiere. At sleep overs all the girls were concerned about their look as they would be when grown, as women are. And Nadia found herself surreptitiously looking at her friends, at their formless bodies, at their panties, hoping they would not see her looking. Yes certainly some of Nadia's friends were feeling things as Nadia was but how could Nadia know? If she asked and the girl was totally not feeling the same it would be the end of a friendship and shunning by others. So Nadia was essentially alone with her feelings. She did not mind them except for the aloneness. She knew what a lesbian was and indeed thought that was what she was, not considering girls can outgrow those feelings as they become older. Nadia invited friends to sleep over individually. Her mother nicely had two single beds in her room and they would whisper and giggle and talk from those beds. And on the infrequent occasion when a girl might suggest they sleep in the same bed it meant no more than closeness and a hug maybe although for Nadia the feelings ran much much deeper. Despite two years Nadia showed no sign of any physical maturing. Her body remained like a stick and hairless everywhere while her feelings remained that ever present ember perhaps glowing a bit brighter inside her. Tisha was a new girl to Nadia's school and to her math class. She entered and her starting looks went to Nadia fully. Tisha was a Black girl...one of only a few at the private school. She was deeply black in color, as if no white blood was in her ancestry. But that was belied by high cheekbones and "good Hair" to complement her wide dark eyes and full mouth. Everyone immediately was taken by Tisha's bright smile and easy way and it happened she sat next to Nadia who was flustered some by her feelings for this new girl. Nadia made friends with Tisha from her desire to and simply because they sat next to one another. She found out Tisha was of all things younger than Nadia, 10. Another reason for them to work together was that both of them were in an advanced class and the other girls older. It meant of course Nadia and Tisha were both quite smart. All of the pent up feelings inside Nadia became directed almost exclusively toward Tisha...she watched her mouth, looked at her bra strap through a blouse, longed for her but still unsure of the full meaning of the longings Tisha was like Nadia in one respect: she too had come to her feelings very early, also at about 9. But ion another respect she was different: She fully recognized her feelings, that she liked girls, and was comfortable with the ramifications of those feelings even if with her own stick figure and total hairless body below she had not yet experienced more than practice kissing. And Tisha found Nadia very attractive, very much someone she hoped might bring her someone close, physically and emotionally, to share the feelings she felt. But of course she could not know if Nadia felt as she did for other females. Nadia asked Tisha to sleep over and Tisha gladly said yes. They studied together, giggled about school nonsense, ate dinner with Nadia's mother, and turned in. Nadia practically looked through her bathroom door behind which Tisha was changing into pajamas and almost forgot herself to take the time to change into her own pajamas. They laughed at each other's PJS and got into the separate beds and talked and talked and it was Tisha who said would Nadia mind if Tisha cam into Nadia's bed so they could whisper and be closer. Nadia wanted it so much, the ember all night seeming to be ever present and now so much more so as Tisha got under the covers and did not hesitate to cuddle with her friend. The warmth of Tisha through their pajamas was palpable and sweet and made Nadia yearn for...she did not know exactly what while Tisha feelings were as warm and even though she was younger more informed. The first touch came when Tisha smiled and deeply looked into her friend's eyes in the glow of the bedlam and then put her hand to Nadia's face and caressed it. "You are such a good friend, made me feel welcome and...I..I love you," Tisha said with Nadia nodding. That was ll the first touch. Eventually they fell asleep each content and secure and feeling warm the other's arms and at breakfast they were smiling secretively and giggling more than Nadia's mother was used to seeing her daughter giggle Days went by with glances between the girls in class and at lunch and as they worked on math together until finally Nadia again asked Tisha to sleep over, something always wanting inside of the Black girl. Tisha again was bold even though younger and asked her friend if they might look at each other in the mirror and just see how things were going as Tisha put it. Oh Nadia wanted that as much as she feared it and felt her ember glow so much more. She blushed and nodded and watched as Tisha removed everything but her panty which seemed to glow against her richly dark skin. Tisha felt Nadia's eyes and loved the feeling because she loved girls and knew it and because she loved Nadia in particular. Now Tisha watched with deep devotion as Nadia hesitantly let herself go down to her own white panties. There was a long moment as they looked at one another before they held hands and looked at themselves in the full length mirror, as if doing that meant somehow they weren't actually looking at one another. Nadia saw that the rich darkness of Tisha's skin was really still a soft brown compared to the almost purple blackness of her surprisingly wide aureoles which seemed as if they were pebbled and whose centered nipples stood out hard because of Tisha's sweet love for Nadia. Tisha's thighs were non-existent although her rear did stand out some. Tisha saw the delicate whiteness of Nadia's skin. Auburn haired Nadia had the skin of a redheaded girl, with freckles streaming all over her and with Tisha's eyes trying to take in every last one. Nadia's aureoles were smaller and a deep pink and more silken than pebbled while her nipples while also erect with her feedings were less so. She also had no thighs. The girls tried to remain neutral, talking about how they needed figures, how they hoped something would happen when their periods came. But all the while arch. of them was quietly and deeply admiring of the other of the fact that the other was letting her see the other so intimately. It was Tisha who broke through to their feelings by saying plainly "I think you are so beautiful outside like inside." Nadia simply turned to her friend and they embraced...their next touch with their naked bodies warm and excited touching so fully and completely as Tisha' hands ran up her friend's back and Nadia's ran along Tisha's shoulders. They got into their pajamas quickly and into bed and cuddled again and now it was Nadia who said the magic words "I love you." Of course there was first touching more intimate later but it is the very first touching that is the story here.