My First Time - Sex Stories

My First Time

... Abbey and I were both virgins, we had never been all the way with a boy, although recently we had both experienced some 'intimate touching', well, more like clumsy fondling really, by a couple of guys at the same party. "You ever kissed another girl?" asked Abbey, completely out of the blue. This threw me for a second whilst my brain worked out what she had just asked me. "What?" I replied, slightly shocked at the sudden change of direction. I looked at her, but she had her gaze directed at her magazine, her bottom lip poking out. She waited until I'd turned back and started flicking through my magazine again. "Kissed another girl, you know," she asked again. I wasn't sure how to reply. "Well, I kissed you at Rachel's brother's party last month?" I replied. This had only been a playful type of kiss, you know the sort, not a proper one but I think I knew what she was hinting at. She closed her magazine and rolled onto her side, facing me. I could tell she was looking directly at me but I just pretended to carry on reading some article on dating tips. "Come on. You know what I mean, not like that," she said playfully, giving my shoulder a nudge. "Err, no I haven't," I admitted, but starting to wonder if Abbey had. "Have you?" I knew she hadn't, I'm sure she would have mentioned it to me by now, we did spend every waking hour of the day together practically. "No," she replied in a quiet voice, 'Ha, I knew it!' "Wondered what it would be like though, you know? Different to ...

... kissing a guy." Wow. We had never actually discussed this sort of thing before. "Hmmm," I mumbled, not really sure how to respond, "Probably, yeah." Had my best friend just admitted to me wanting to kiss another girl? Properly kissing a girl? I think she had. She was still looking at me, I could practically feel her gaze on the side of my face. "Lizzy, you don't think that's, weird, do you?" she said, tucking her hair behind her ear. "No, of course I don't," I replied, trying to act all cool and nonchalant about it. I really didn't think it was weird at all, I had just never put any proper thought into it before. This is the first time our conversation had headed in this direction and it struck me that there might be more to Abbey than she had let on to. Maybe she fancied girls? Knowing that her mum was now with another woman and having met Julie and seen how nice they both were, I was in no way homophobic in any sense. "Well, for one thing girls smell better," she carried on, that one made me giggle, I couldn't help it. "And they have softer lips." I suppose she had a point. I felt I honestly did want to join in the conversation, even if just to be a bit nosey and find out how much she had been thinking about this, but I wasn't sure how to. All I could manage as a reply was "Yep." I don't know why but at this point I could already feel my mind betraying me, now I was thinking about it. Girls probably do have softer lips. Would that make them better kissers? I wondered what Abbey's ...