My First Time - Sex Stories

My First Time

... walk-in closet, en-suite bathroom and a proper dressing table, I was always jealous. It had also recently been redecorated by her mum with an old-english style with bedside lamps and french wallpaper, very classy. We spent the rest of the afternoon painting each others toenails, surfing the internet for celebrity gossip and then went downstairs for dinner. Ms. Kingston was definitely a cool mum, Abbey and her were very close and seemed so much alike it was funny. They laughed and smiled the same way, and were joking all the time, they were both so happy it was infectious. Something else that never occurred to me at the time was the fact that we actually spent most of our time around her house not wearing many clothes. It sounds odd but modesty was never an issue so I guess it just didn't seem unusual after a while, the two of us going downstairs for dinner in just some pants and a t-shirt; even her mum lounged around the house at times in just her underwear. Advantages of having such a relaxed, female-only environment I think, it was a nice atmosphere. After helping with the washing up, I thanked her Ms. Kingston again and we carted armfuls of snacks and drinks from the kitchen upstairs to her room for the evening matinee. "Right, what's the main attraction tonight then?" said Abbey, as I ruffled through my bag for the DVD. I threw her the case and waited for it, she took one look at the cover and pulled a face. "Not another horror movie! Oh God," she moaned, "You know they ...

... make me jump!" "Yeah I know," I grinned, "That's the fun of them though. Come on, it's got to be better than some of those cheesy, Rom-Coms we keep watching," I replied. I could tell she was mulling it over. "Ohhh, go on then," said Abbey reluctantly, she might have been the bossy one out of the two of us but she was willing to compromise from time to time, I think that's why we got on so well. The film had been on for about an hour and was not one of the better ones we had seen together, neither of us were really watching it and we ended up both lying on her bed flicking through magazines. As at some point it inevitably did, the talk eventually turned to boys and sex; we were both having a laugh talking about some of the guys at school. Have you ever played that game Marry, Kill, Screw? If you haven't, it's basically where one of you picks three people that you both know, and the other has to choose which one they would marry, which they would kill and which they would… you get the idea. I was purposely picking names of some of the more unattractive guys we knew from school for her to decide on, this was earning me a barrage of playful shoves from Abbey. "Why have you got to be so mean, Liz? At least I always leave you with a good looking one to fit in there somewhere!" she complained. "Yeah I know," I said smiling back. I was mean but it was only playful teasing. The game ran its course and when we got bored of it, we eventually returned to chatting about guys and sex again. ...