Confessions of a teenage nympho

I guess my sex life started one day during the summer of my thirteenth year while doing my chores. I was in my brother's room keeping his clothes clean, and I found a stack of porn magazines in his underwear drawer. I was curious as to what could be as big about things like that, I turned them and went to my room. I closed and closed my door, then I sat in my bed and started looking through the magazines. There was an image after the image of naked or semi-nude girls in erotic poses, and readers' stories about their various sexual exploitations. After reading and looking for a while, I began to think that if sex was as exciting and mysterious as these magazines made it, then maybe I was losing myself (I guess for the first time I started getting hot). I started to wonder how my body compared to the bodies of the girls in the photos, so I took off my clothes and knelt before my full-length mirror with the magazines spread in front of me. I looked great. My hair was shoulder length and reddish blond, my blue eyes, and my lips were full and soft. My five foot and two shape was soft and firm with the youth. As it was summer, I was tanned with a rich brown on one side of the dairy white triangles on my soft round ass, soft blond pussy, and bolt, peach-size breasts.

I started playing in front of the mirror... testing the poses in which the girls were in the photos. In the course of this I was touching myself in ways that had never been touched before, and my body responded. My nipples hardened and my skin shook, and then I came to a picture of a girl with her legs separated, the left hand holding a chest, and the right rubbing her pussy. When I tried this pose, I guess I changed my life. Massaging my pussy felt good in a dyed way, and as I continued, it got wet and the feeling slowly increased. The excitement of seeing me, please, I took over, and I fought for my own body. I licked my lips, let go of my tit and used my free hand to caress me everywhere. I ran my hand over my face and licked my fingers, then rubbed my tits again and threw my nipples. The feeling in my pussy was building for ecstasy and spreading through my body. I looked in the mirror and realized that slowly I was shitting my hips against my hand, and increased the movement. I spread my pubic lips and made small circles around my clitoris excited with my middle finger. She burned, and she was sweating.

I knew something big was gonna happen soon and I longed for it. Ecstasy burned in the center of my being. I bit my lip not to cry, and arched my back, pushing my breasts into the image of myself in the mirror.

With what seemed like an endless shudder of intense pleasure beyond what I had never dreamed possible, I had my first orgasm, and I came. I sank in a wet pile, savoring what I just experienced. My fingers were scrambled with my cum, and I shot every one clean. I loved the taste of my sex. It wasn't long before I wanted to do it again. I put on my back and put my knees touching my shoulders with my feet in the air. So I had a great view of my pussy. I spread my lips and put a finger in my small pus tight but lubricated. This felt great, and I started slipping my finger inside and out while I rubbed my clitoris with my other hand. Because of the state of pleasure that was already there, and combined with the erotic joy of getting me out of here, it wasn't long before I came back. When the premieres stopped, I spread my excess moisture in my thighs and inner breasts. After quietly watering on the floor, I sat down and started checking the magazines again.

I realized with surprise that I had gotten hot looking at pictures of naked GIRLS! Was it normal? I looked at the pictures. Each of the models was a carnal fantasy of curves and hot, wet, lust. I was excited about them, and I decided that if any girl could get out of the way I did looking at other girls then she should do it as often as possible. My hand got away from my pussy again, and I started fantasizing about how romantic it might be to be with another girl while we were both leaving. I was slowly turning pages and thinking which of the girls would be hotter to be with, when I came to a pictorial who brought home all the wildest dreams I was having. It was an extension of two girls in bed together. The photos put me so horny that I came twice more in an ecstasy spider as I looked at them. Girls licked each other's pussy and tits (at that moment I could only imagine how totally erotic the world feels). My mind painted images of pleasure that made my head swim, and I longed to live the dream.

With thoughts of myself and another girl that licks one another body for an orgasmic eternity, I came back, and collapsed exhausted.

It seemed like every free moment was happening to me. Since I had sex in my mind, it was all I could think about. My head grew up with fantasies of myself and other naked girls in sweaty orgies of licking, sucking and touching. I was so consumed with orgasms that I lay in my bed and masturbated until I was exhausted, then I slept. My dreams were so erotic that I often woke up with my hand in my wet pussy, and I would start playing with myself again.

All I could think was that I had to prove it to another girl. I desperately wanted to know the feeling of a wet tongue in my nipples, and the taste of someone else's pussy. It wasn't long before I got my chance...

My parents left town for the weekend, and they left me with my brother. She told me she could have a friend to spend Saturday night, because she was going to a party and probably wouldn't come home. So I called my friend Kristen, and she came.

I had always thought she was pretty, and now this "new me" thought she was so pretty and exquisite.

It was like an inch higher than me, with long, curly, light blond, blue eyes, and sweetly curved lips that shone humidly. Her body was tight and round in all the right places. I couldn't take my eyes off her while we ate a pizza and watched the TV... waiting for my brother to leave. She was dying to know the shape and color of her nipples, the softness of her pussy, and the taste of her juices.

When my brother finally left, I got excited thinking of Kristen's body and my panties started to get wet in my pants. How would I tell her I wanted to have sex with her? How would I convince her to do what she wanted?

"Kristen," I started. "Have you ever had an orgasm?"

We were sitting in my bed in my room and she was reading a Hit Parade. "No," she said, "Do you have?"

I smiled and nodded. "Really? With whom?" she said, sitting straight and looking interested. It was a good sign, and I squeezed. "I did it with myself."

"Really?" she said. "How did it feel?"

"It was the best I ever felt," I said. I was getting really hot thinking this could work, and I told him the whole story, which just made me hotter.

When I finished describing it she asked me if I could show him how, and I knew she was free at home. After I've gone as far as to masturbate with me, I'd do anything I asked.

I told him to take all her clothes off, and she did it without a word. I took mine too, and I almost stopped sometimes because I was so excited to see her. Her body was smooth and impeccable, her pussy was the color of her hair, and her nipples were red and rounded like little breasts in her breasts. I longed to suck them!

There was something electric about being naked in bed with her... so much unexploded pleasure. I told him to sleep with her legs separated and do what I did. I lay on my knees next to him, spread my own legs, and started rubbing my clitoris hard. She did the same thing, and soon her eyes widened as the pleasure began to build. Her nipples were now as hard as mine, and I told him to rub them too.

We looked this way in silence, and I could see that I was exploring my body with her eyes. After being so hot all afternoon, I was close to jumping when we started. I closed my eyes and shuddered into a wet ecstasy wash.

I opened my eyes and she looked at me carefully, and licked her lips. I knew I was almost ready too. I started rubbing again with my left hand while licking my juice from my right. Kristen raised her legs while she was tensed for liberation, and bit her lip, leaving a little shriek. She was tightening her right chest with her left hand, and my lust took hold of her pleasure. I leaned forward and grabbed her other tit with my right hand wet, tightening and feeling.

We were very close at the time, and looking at each other's eyes. I knew I was coming back and I was hoping we'd join. Suddenly, she gassed and closed her eyes. I fucked my hips wildly, trying to reach my peak. I cooked in the core, and we came like one.

We stayed like that blinking together for a few moments, then I let her chest go and gently rub mine.

"Try, lick your finger," I suggested. She slowly sucks out her fingers... savoring the taste of sex.

"Oh, that was so amazing," she finally said, with a look of absolute peace on her face. Her hand got away from her pussy again, and she fingered awkward for a moment, and then she succed a little more juice.

"It was fantastic," I said, "but I know how it can be even better."

"Oh Amanda, how could it get better?" she said, "You have to show me!"

"Are you sure? I don't want to start something and then get you to put on a chicken," I said, looking at it seriously.

"Oh, if it's something like what I just did, I will, and more, please show," she said with a serious look.

It was all the invitation I needed. I twisted my hair, leaned on it, and kissed it. Both of our lips were wet, and united as lovers that we would soon be. She responded with enthusiasm kissing me back, giving herself totally to pleasure, and her lips separated. The warmth of her mouth was mine, and mine. Our languages gathered and danced in slow circles.

Se arched her body in mine, and we fell into a body of arms and legs. Her breasts were pressed to mine, and I could feel those hard round nipples brushing mine. I was completely over her now, with my right leg between hers so my thigh rubs her pussy. Similarly, her right thigh rubbed my pussy, and the strong curve of her calf crossed on my own. The total effect of the hot sensation sent the shivers through me.

I moved from the kiss to lick her face and neck, then back to another wet kiss. Kristen ran her hands on my back and grabbed my firm ass, while my own search hands felt on their sides to their hips. My hand continued her thigh, and she lifted her leg so that her calf rested on my ass. After a few more minutes of kissing and going out like this, my tongue found that it's very down her neck and her chest is slow circles. I licked the color of the soft white side and under the curve of her right chest, then put my mouth on one of those lush nipples and smoothly sucked. She turned softly as she moved my tongue in slow circles, and ran my left hand to her wet pussy. I literally tried her pussy with my middle finger, and I moved my mouth to the other chest.

She started bucking slowly her hips in ecstasy, and I moved quickly. I licked to her navel, and worked around to be between her legs with legs on my shoulders. Her heels pushed me to the little one in the back. I licked her inner thighs, then the lips of her pussy. Her juice was fantastic, and I plunged my tongue deeply into it, and I circled slowly around her clitoris.

The feeling was more than I could take, and she reached instantly, washing my lips and chin with the passing. I threw it, and after a brief break and some reassurings talk about what we were doing right, she did all the same things to me.

We fell asleep in each other's arms, and woke up half as hot as ever. I went and got the magazine from the two girls making love, and we tried sixty-nine. It was too good to be true, as we could get out at the same time. I loved the way my nipples brushed their belly while I was on top of it. None of us had so much ecstasy and fun, and we kept it until we were too tired to move again.

At some point around 5:00 in the morning, we went out in the shower, and we tried to fuck our tits. It was fun. I went up on her chest and extended my pubic lips as she rubbed her erect nipple around my clitoris. I came and licked my boob juice.

When we were clean, dry and tired beyond belief, we went to bed and slept until my brother hit my door around 10:00am. She said Kristen's mother had called and said she had to go home.

She prepared to leave, and after a long wet kiss and very hard hugs, she said we would have to meet like that more often. They praised me! That night I masturbated to sleep thinking about the things we would do.