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Archive name: email.txt (FFf, nc, ped, 1st)
Authors name: Abby Mac (abby.mac@ntlworld.com)
Story title : Email to Val

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Email to Val (FFf, nc, ped, 1st)
by Abby Mac (abby.mac@ntlworld.com)

***

A young nurse in England writes to her American female 
friend, of her first sexual experience.

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Val I've got to apologise for making you wait so long. 
Things have been so busy at the hosp, I've got to my room 
feeling terribly tired. Before writing this to you I 
popped into 'our' chat room to relax (would you believe). 
Val take that grin off your face. I did! TO RELAX. Anyway 
no-one nice was there.

Your email about your 'first time' was just so 
delightful. You painted the pictures beautifully for me. 
I was there with you in my mind. I found it incredibly 
erotic, that your cousin came to you in your bed and was 
whispering to you. "Don't worry. Shhhhh. Let it happen. 
It's alright," it was so real and TRUE. I could really 
picture it happening to you.

I read it in bed, (my flatmate was on duty - we work a 
lot of different shifts) and it got difficult to read my 
hand was trembling so much. My other one was between my 
legs, diddling away. I actually got my juices on the bed 
sheet you made me so excited. When I came, god it was 
like Endeavour blasting off. (Did I tell you that my cums 
are very explosive?) I felt as though I could wave to the 
ground and say "cum in Houston. I got no problem" hee hee 
hee

Before I start, do you still see your cousin? Is she 
still bi ? Has she had you again since that time?

You have set me a hard task to follow, your experience 
was so good and so well told to me. I only hope that mine 
will be as good for you.

My daddy was in the military and spent a lot of time 
abroad so when I was 13 I went to a private school as a 
boarder. It was an old country house. The ivy on the wall 
type. I don't mean it was "exclusive" like the rich girls 
go to. But very nice. Big grounds. On two sides of the 
boundary of the school were quite thick woodlands.

Anyway I got a crush (do American girls get a 'crush' we 
also called it a 'pash' for passionate) feeling for one 
of the 17 year old girls in her final year. She was 
French. She wore discreet perfume. She seemed so exotic 
and beautiful. Slightly dusky skin, not like my pale 
white, and short hair, naturally curly to her shoulders. 
She was beautiful. Even now with no 'pash' left, she had 
EVERYTHING going for her. Dark nearly black hair and soft 
brown eyes; I just fell in love with her.

Again looking back I'm surprised nobody said anything to 
me. The teachers you know. I just blushed and stuttered 
when I was around her. I suppose in a cloistered 
situation, teachers knew that emotions would be stirred 
up. All those adolescent hormones twanging away!! I bet 
they had a few smiles.

Even though daddy was in the military, funnily enough I 
never 'cottoned on' to doing things with boys (or girls - 
unthinkable). I was a really naive girl. Very slow to 
learn in those matters. I think not interested.

At my school, the girls would get in little groups. 
Someone would say something obliquely referring to sexy 
things and the whole lot would double up in little 
shrieks and giggles. (I still giggle a lot today !) All 
except me. Then I would ask one of them to explain and 
they would say something like, "You know Kay. Putting it 
in you," or "You know Kay, how a boy sticks out in 
front." And I would say, "Oh yes," and giggle with them. 
But I wouldn't really understand. I didn't really know 
what I was giggling at. My mum had of course told me the 
'facts of life' but although I knew the technicalities of 
boys and girls I didn't know about the emotions and the 
feverishness of it all.

During the final term that Martine (the French girl) was 
there we had a House competition. Each House had to solve 
puzzles, and to find things in the grounds and got points 
when they were correct. The girls were in pairs to find 
the clues, then to solve them. (Good initiative and team 
training, hey!!) I couldn't believe it when I was teamed 
with Martine.

But first, just a few girls were chosen to hide the 
clues. (Sorry if you are finding this tedious, Val. Bad 
way to start perhaps.) Martine was the one chosen for our 
House and I of course tagged along as her lapdog. Only 
one pair was out hiding clues for however long it took, 
so the other House pairs couldn't be aware of where we 
were putting things.

Not much longer Val darling. Sorry, I should have missed 
out all the bull. I think you say 'cut to the chase'?

We got in the woods with our satchels full of clues, and 
Martine seemed to be in a rush to get things in place. 
When we had done she suggested we sat in a little glade 
in the trees we had come to. Out of her satchel she 
pulled a bath towel and suggested we sit and rest. She 
was talking softly to me, and saying things like 'you 
have been so sweet to help me' and "I could kiss you for 
it" and other nice complimentary remarks to a girl 
already head over heels for her. Imagine how I felt. Her 
being sooo sweet to me. She put her arm around me and 
gave me a hug, and I shall never forget her bending her 
head to my ear. I could feel her warm breath on me as 
said "would you like me to give you a kiss little Kay?"

Her breath was tickling my ear. Shivers were running up 
and down my spine. When she kissed my cheek and the 
corner of my eye I really began to tremble. She must have 
felt me trembling because she said, "Are you alright Kay. 
Kay can I kiss you? May I please?" I couldn't speak. I 
just looked into her brown eyes and nodded. She kissed me 
so softly. It was ever so gentle. She took her lips away 
and I wanted her to do that again. I'd got my eyes closed 
and I felt her pulling on my shoulders. Pulling me flat 
to the ground.

My mouth was so dry. My tongue seemed stuck to the roof 
of my mouth and I wanted to keep licking my lips because 
they felt so dry. Then she was kissing me again. My lips, 
my cheeks, my eyes. Then her fingers were gently brushing 
on my neck, just at the side.

I wasn't shivering now, I was shaking. I felt her light 
touch as she stroked down my neck and then started to 
trace the edge of my bra through my school blouse. Her 
fingers were tugging at my buttons and I knew she was 
pulling it apart. Her hand on my naked tummy. It wasn't 
like a touch. It was much lighter. It was as though a 
tiny breeze was caressing me. "Take this off for me my 
little Kay" and she was slipping my blouse over my 
shoulders. She held me sitting forward while she 
unclipped my bra. The coolness of the air, oh god Val, it 
was unbelievable how good it felt.

She lay me down again, and again there was that feeling, 
that almost impossible to feel feeling. My breasts were 
quite small, but they were there. Now they seemed to be 
swelling. And Val she was touching them. She grazed her 
nails over them and over my nipples. Then she bent and 
kissed them. Ohhhhhhh Val I didn't know feelings like 
that were possible.

It was only when her hand dropped to the hem of my school 
skirt that I realised what was happening between my legs. 
Both of my breasts felt ready to burst and just the tips 
felt almost painful. But now I knew she was going up my 
dress. Not pulling it back, just slipping under and up. 
When she got to my knees she tugged and my legs just 
parted as though they were disjointed. I remember that 
she pulled a knee up and then to one side, and I just 
flopped straight open.

When she riffled her fingers along my panties I know I 
yelled out. I don't know how loud, but I couldn't stop 
the noise. I know she bent her mouth to my ear
and said "SSShhhhh my little Kay. It is all right. I 
shall not hurt you. It will be so nice for you. And I 
shall love you." Well she had said "love me", I would do 
ANYTHING for her love.

She kissed me on the lips again. Little kisses, but 
continuously. Perhaps to keep me quiet I don't know. And 
all the time just her nails were grazing up and down my 
slit. Just like you darling Val, I thought I was wetting 
myself. There was all this wetness down towards my anus.

Her fingertips were finding their way under the edge of 
my panties and I felt her tugging at the gusset to give 
herself more room. There was coolness as the heat from my 
sex was released, and that cool air was again intensely 
erotic. As though a breeze was touching me.

The backs of her fingers now were brushing up and down my 
slit. I was making continuous noises now. A sort of high-
pitched nnngghh repeated and repeated.

My panties were coming down. I knew she was stripping me 
of my panties and I was lifting my hips so that she 
wouldn't stop - to help her get them off.

And I lay there before her. Half beneath her. Naked above 
the waist and with my dress round my middle. Panties 
thrown to one side.

And her fingers. Oh god her fingers were parting my lower 
lips. For the first time I felt as though there was 
something solid low down in my tummy. It felt heavy 
there. She was sliding her fingers up and down my slit 
and it felt as though her fingers were coated with the 
thinnest of creams. Only after did I know it was my 
cream.

One of her fingers was teasing round my girly hole and I 
felt it pushing for entrance. Then my god it was in. 
Woweeee for the first time something was moving up and 
down in my pussy hole.

She moved her mouth from my lips to my nipple and nuzzled 
on it. My whole body was burning. Every nerve seemed to 
have grown out of my body and wanted to be touched, 
nothing could be better or more satisfying. But I was 
wrong. Her thumb brushed on something I didn't know I 
had. She was rubbing softly on a lump that had come from 
nowhere. And I screamed. I know I screamed. And the lump 
in my tummy seemed to expand and blow up and I was 
shaking my hips onto her fingers and I was crying and 
throbbing and she was saying "Kay my darling. My lovely 
Kay. Come for me Kay. Kay my angel my sweet..."

Then she held me. Held me tight. And a sort of tide 
washed back. My tummy and pussy were pulsing and 
throbbing. I felt her arms relax and I said, "Hold me 
Martine. Please hold me. Please." And she did. And I 
calmed. And she let me lie until I felt peace again. And 
another first, an unforgettable first, was to feel the 
intense tingling recede, and the little butterflies came 
and fluttered in my tummy, between my legs.

She didn't do anything else. She didn't ask me to do 
anything to her. I never knew her body. But Val, I'm sure 
she did love me for a little that afternoon.

We never did it again. A few weeks later, at end of term, 
she returned to France. And it broke my heart.

Talking to you like this, I've relived that afternoon. 
And I feel a little sad now. Like "the little death" you 
know. After that intense emotion, the little death.

She was my first love. I wonder where she is and what she 
is doing now. And if she ever thinks of me.

This wasn't merely a girlish diddle (or a jill as you say 
in America) it was a bloody great door opening for me. 
And if I started late, it was a wonderful start

Hey, cheer up Kay. I must pull myself together.

Val I will tell you about a few other diddles I have had 
in another email.

Now cumm on its your turn my lovely long haired beautiful 
Val who is going to send me a sexy photo that will cream 
me.

If tonight you feel fingers in your sweet place, darling, 
then tonight they are mine. Doesn't MATTER who is with 
you. Boy or girl those fingers are mine.

With my deepest love

Your English friend Kay x x x x x

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