When I was around 12, I started exploring masturbation. I explored and explored and explored... Tried many different things, positions, inserts... lol.

I got my first taste of being with another girl. My best friend was one of those girls that was too tall for her age and kind of manly looking. We'd go over to each other's house and gossip and stuff girls do. But once we were in her basement and there was no one home. I wanted to find out what it would be like to have a man on top of me... she would do... once she was on top of me our faces were so close together. I reached up and kissed her... WOW... BANG... something good there! She started kissing me back. I pushed her hands to my breasts (yes I was one of those who had to wear a bra in 4th grade) and told her to pinch my nipples. Our hips started to grind into each other. What a turn on! I pushed up her shirt and licked a nipple.

She was scared that her mom would come home... but not me. I could feel myself getting wet. (I perfected the art of masturbation about a year earlier). I wanted her to put her hand down there... hmm... I made her unzip my jeans, and she could feel how hot I was... I found out that she was quite warm too. She was scared to touch me, she hadn't masturbated yet and didn't know what to expect. But she said that it smelled good. She pushed her fingers into my panties and her fingers found my clit as they were going down between my lips. I had an orgasm right then... just her fingers barely touching my clit! She didn't know what was wrong with me, I said to keep rubbing, don't stop yet. Then of course is when we heard the front door open and her mom calling to her. We hurried up and got clothes back in place and she looks around and doesn't know what to wipe her fingers on, I grabbed her hand and licked it clean.

This progressed in this fashion for the entire summer, mostly at her house because I had a little brother and sister. We learned how to grind our pussies against each other, coming together... french kissing... mound grinding as if we were having sex... perfecting the art of pussy eating. We gave each other hickies where no one would see, we sucked each other's faces and clits... We were insatiable!!

Then it was the end of summer and time to go back to school. We ended our affair and so goes the sex (at least I had found out I was bisexual, which wasn't a term I'd have known back then)... which would be with a boy (hung like a horse) next, at 16. That doesn't mean that I didn't have boyfriends that I had twisted around my little finger. Breasts are a very good motivator for the teenage boy.