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Declaration to the Sky
by Studio to the Left (generationloser@hotmail.com)

***

The following story is completely and utterly true? my 
own first lesbian experience. I was 17, she was 18, it 
was a interesting night. (FF-teens, 1st-lesbian-expr)

***

On my 15th birthday I proudly declared to the sky and a 
friend that I was undeniably and utterly gay. He 
congratulated me and passed the bottle back to me to 
celebrate.

Two years later the same friend and I were out to visit 
a friend in his town. On the way there he smiled 
mischievously at me and said that we were going to make 
a quick pit stop at a girl's house that he hadn't seen 
in ages. 

Obligingly I trotted after him, and soon found myself 
sitting in this girl's room, shyly withdrawn as they 
both reminisced about old times. I stole glances at the 
girl, drinking in the sight. She was shorter than me, 
reaching just to my chest. A Goth, dressed in wonderful 
black lacy number that seemed to border on the obscene, 
but covered everything.

I dismissed my thoughts and waited for my male friend 
to finish. Shortly after he finished speaking with her, 
promised to call, and we left. I believed I would never 
see her again, and sighed wistfully at my own shyness.

Weeks later my friend and I were seated watching a 
movie when his phone played the familiar jingle that 
signified a message had arrived. He read it, and I 
watched as his lips curved into smile. He passed the 
phone to me and by the way my cheeks felt I was 
probably completely scarlet. The message was short and 
sweet, and I could feel my hurt fluttering as I read 
it.

"Hey, the bird you brought down here the other day was 
very fit, how about introducing her to me? Luv."

Already having lived in England for a few years I was 
able to understand the slang. The pretty girl from 
before was interested in ME. This was the first time 
any girl had shown any interest since I had stepped out 
of the closet, and my curiosity and excitement was 
mounting.

I told my friend in no uncertain terms that I would be 
delighted to meet with her, and so he arranged a get 
together consisting of another male friend, myself, 
himself, and the girl.

Days later I found myself again at her house. The drink 
flowed freely and we all had a good laugh. The boys 
were in a heated discussion, when I decided that I was 
completely drunk off my ass and decided to stretch out 
on the floor. I purposely laid myself out so that my 
head was close to the girl, so close that I could feel 
her body heat. I lay their quite comfortably for a few 
moments when I felt a sudden feathery touch on my head. 
I looked up to find her smiling down at me, lightly 
playing with my hair. Her sensuous touch had me feeling 
all sorts of conflicting emotions. I wanted to jump up 
and kiss her, lie down before her, beg her to touch me, 
touch her myself.

All these emotions about what to do inevitably made me 
stay quite where I was, and I continued to enjoy the 
light sensation of her fingers threading through my 
short hair. The boys had seen by now what was going on, 
and I could see their huge smirks. The girl suggested 
that we go to her fathers house (we were currently at 
her mothers, they were separated but lived close) where 
she had a pool table and other games. After a short 
trek the boys were quite happily playing a few rounds 
of pool, and I found myself quite happily immersed in 
the most interesting kiss of my life on the nearby bed.

Hands began exploring, teeth nipping, legs shifting. I 
found her hand up my shirt, caressing lightly a nipple. 
Her kisses were growing far more forceful, and I found 
myself responding with equal fervor, an arm wrapped 
tightly around her, forcing her closer to me.

We broke for a moment, and suddenly laughed. One of the 
boys was ogling quite openly, my own good friend giving 
me big thumbs up. Drunk on sensation as well as drink, 
the girl took my hand and lifted me from the bed, and 
proceeded to drag me out the room. I gave my friend a 
huge wink as we went out, and was rewarded by a laugh 
as I left the room.

She took me right into the next room, and locked the 
door. It was a small room, with a single bed which she 
quickly pushed me down on. I found my arms behind me, 
supporting both our weights as she thrust her mouth 
against mine, wrapping one arm behind my back. I 
responded, and brought her closer, completely intent on 
our tongues enwrapping and withdrawing, intertwining 
again and again. I was drawn completely by surprise 
when of a sudden she clasped a hand to my crotch and 
squeezed.

I broke the kiss and moaned at this unexpected new 
sensation, the sound only seemed to flare her lust 
more. She bit and kissed my neck with force, and I 
found myself thinking of nothing and only pleasure as 
she slipped a hand into pants. My arms were both around 
her at this point, hands clutching at her back, running 
my nails down her spine through the thin fabric of her 
shit. Her back arched and she growled, and renewed her 
attack on my clit with her fingers.

Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, we were 
both VERY startled when a loud rapping came at the 
door. It was her father, enquiring about how long she 
was going to stay over. The girl snarled at him through 
the closed door, and told him to go away. Away he went, 
and we both stared at each other in acute 
embarrassment.

After a moment with both seemed to be of the same 
mindset and met for a kiss. This time it was slower, 
less forceful. My hands explored her body while her 
tongue explored my mouth. We were both caught up in 
lust and each touch elicited a gasp or moan from both.

I was weak from need and want, and offered no 
resistance when she pushed me firmly back, hitching my 
pants down and tossing them off to the side. Slowly she 
did the same with my panties, tossing them to a corner 
of the room. I blushed red as she kneeled before me, my 
knees spread and slit warm and wet before her eyes.

Without hesitation she drove her face to meet my cunt, 
and I threw my head back at these new sensations. The 
flick of her tongue, the touch of her lips, her face 
rubbing and enticing my swollen clit. Already far gone 
with lust, her competent mouth brought me to a blinding 
orgasm, and I arched off the bed, one hand threaded in 
her hair, the other clutching the sheet. She held my 
onto my thighs firmly, continuing to suck and flick 
until my body met the mattress again and the spasms 
subsided. She crawled then up to me, thrusting her 
tongue in my mouth, and I could taste myself on her 
breath. I found myself aroused yet again, and I began 
my own ministrations on her.

And then of course as with all good things, an end 
came. My cell phone went off startling the both of us 
to high heaven. After fumbling around I answered, and 
lo and behold my father was waiting to pick me up down 
the street.

We hastily cleaned each other up; all the while I 
apologized profusely and promised to return the favor 
the next day. Her sweet brown eyes looked up towards 
mine as she snuggled into my breasts, and she said, 
"You're my girl right?"
"Of course. Was there ever any doubt?"

And so began the most turbulent and educational three 
months of my life.

And geez. Father's sure choose the most inopportune 
times to intrude.

END

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