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and there were 6 other girls there my age and then the host of the party's sister, Becky.

Lesbian Phone Sex - The Sleepover- Part One- 03/27/2023

My parents were kind of strict and did not let me date until late, whereas the other girls had already begun dating. Every girl there had a steady boyfriend except me. I had only kissed a couple of boys at the time, but nothing really good, or involved. I said something like it's been a long time, and I must have been doing something wrong.

"Come here.”

Becky said to me. I walked over and she kissed me, a little bit of tongue, but not much, and she told me “No. You are doing everything right.” Other than some weird looks, and a couple of gasps, we all giggled. I blushed, and it was over. But for one reason or another, I could not get that kiss out of my head for weeks. There was something different about it, something soft, something special, a spark. At night I would touch myself thinking about it, not knowing exactly why.

Three weeks later, it happened.

I was at Laci’s house. Just the two of us, rather than the birthday slumber party...this was just a sleepover. Laci and I were downstairs watching a movie, something Rated-R, and we were in heaven. Becky came down and joined us to yell at Laci for not taking the trash out. When Laci did, Becky and I talked. The kiss came up, and I told her how much I could not get it off my mind. She kissed me again.

This time it lasted an eternity.

It broke upon footsteps creaking down the steps. Becky told Laci to grab another drink...and whispered into my ear, 

“I'll be waiting for you when Laci goes to sleep.” Why was Becky telling me she'd be waiting for me? What did she want to do? How would I get up there without waking Laci? Even harder, how did I get Laci to go to sleep? I am sure that you remember the old sleepover tradition of not going to bed until the wee hours of the morning if at all. 

After the movie, we had a little bit of girl talk.

I admitted to her that I played with myself on average once a day (leaving out that I thought about her sister). She admitted that she had already let her boyfriend finger her, and she was thinking long and hard about sucking his cock. All of this went in one ear and out the other for me. I was so not interested in her, but more wondering if Becky was still awake upstairs. My sense of boredom must have shown through. Laci told me that I looked tired and that she was a little too. She suggested that we both roll out our sleeping bags and hit the hay.

This was music to my ears.

My only saving grace this evening was the one thing I complained to myself about for years. No bathroom downstairs. If I was caught by her going upstairs, that could be my excuse. After a while of pretending to be asleep and checking to see if Laci was asleep, I decided it was time to walk upstairs. I got up, and lightly, but not obviously lightly walked up the steps (skipping the two creaky steps, however). I went up one more flight of steps, took a right, and tapped on the door. With the tap, I could hear Becky breathing heavily.

I knew I was in for something a little different.

I walked in, she was standing there, and said "I've been waiting for you. I am so glad you came up." With that, our lips locked. Her tongue curled through mine, and like it was just supposed to be there, her hand reached out and touched my breast. This was not the first time I was felt up, yet the first time I allowed it to continue.

With her hand on my breast,

I had no choice but to touch hers. She was a little bit bigger than me all over, and the extra tiny bit of chunkiness added to her breasts. They were gorgeous. I never found out her size, but knowing what I know now, I would say a full D. The minute my hand touched her, she arched her back with a huge sigh, inadvertently moving my mouth to her neck. I did not back down. As I kissed her neck, I heard her say to me,

"God I want you."

Nothing in my life had ever made me more moist. To this day, only one other thing said to me makes me wetter. As my other hand made its way up her body, she grabbed me by the head, and her lips attacked mine. Moans followed...Then out of nowhere, she pulled off her night shirt, exposing herself to me. As for me, I couldn't have dreamed where this night would take me, I was still wearing flannel schoolgirl PJs. As she pulled me back in and kissed me again, I could feel her feeling for the buttons on my shirt. As we continued to stand there, almost in the same spot as we started, she asked "may I?"

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