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Jenna (lesbian sex)

Age when it happend: 15
Where it happened: In my bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Lesbian

I now am married to a wonderful man, but before I had sex with boys I first had sex with girls. I began masturbating at age 12, but my first time with a girl happened when I was 15. Jenna was my partner at school for math homework, chemistry labs, and so on. Because of this, I was often at her house, and she was often at mine. Jenna was polite, friendly, beautiful, intelligent, hard-working, and a terrific conversationalist. She was an A+ student, and by knowing her my performance was better than it would have been without her. All the boys wanted to date her, but she said that she wasn’t interested. I thought that this was because her parents (like mine) had forbade dating at age 15. That was true, but more importantly she simply wasn’t interested in boys.

At the end of Grade 10 we were studying for the June examinations on a very hot day. I had already had two showers that day, one upon getting up in the morning, and another one just before Jenna arrived. Still, it felt very hot. The air-conditioning in our house went on the blink during this heat wave. With my parents out of the house, Jenna came to my house. Jenna and I were perspiring at the kitchen table when she surprisingly said “Why don’t we get topless the way boys do – we’ll be a lot cooler”. I agreed – it was so hot I interpreted this at face value, not seeing it at first as a sexual invitation. Jenna took off her t-shirt, and I took off mine, and then she removed her bra. I felt a tingle between my legs as I saw her topless for the first time, and then I removed my bra. I noticed that Jenna’s nipples were hard, and mine were too. My elbow accidently pushed a pen off the table, and when I bent down to retrieve it, I saw that Jenna’s left hand was in her crotch. As I brought the pen up, I said “Great idea, Jenna. I’m cooler now.” She smiled, and as she did, she breathed lifting her breasts sensuously.

We began with studying for the French examination. Having lived in Montreal for nearly ten years I knew French well, so I tested her by giving her English vocabulary and asking her for the French equivalents. I figured that if she could pleasure herself as we studied, than so could I. I put my left hand between my legs, hoping that she would notice. She got all of the first 30 words right, so it was time to try a different type of test. I gave her questions in French to be answered in French. I began with “Quelle heure est-il?” [What time is it?}, and she looked at her watch and said “Trois heures et quart.” [A quarter past three.] We continued in this manner for a while, and then it was time for a break. Even with all the windows open, it was 35 degrees Celsius [95 Fahrenheit] in the house, and I got up to get us glasses of water.

She had been brave enough to take the first step, and now it was my turn. “We would be even cooler if we were bottomless too,” I said. Jenna had her shorts and underwear off in seconds, and I removed mine too. We looked at each other, and knew that the pretense of respectability was over. Jenna sipped some water, and then pressed her perspiring body against mine. We kissed, putting our tongues deep inside each others’ mouths. Then Jenna lowered her mouth and kissed my nipples. Wow!! My nipples cried out for sexual release, my cunt was burning with desire, my entire body needed an orgasm. I led Jenna to my bedroom. On the bed, I kissed her nipples, and then she performed cunnilingus on me. I moved so that I could return the favour to her. There we were, two very horny teenage girls releasing their long withheld sexual desires. Just a few seconds after Jenna’s orgasm began, so did mine. We shook violently, and then our perspiration-soaked bodies collapsed together.

After a few minutes of lying in each others’ arms, we headed for the shower. It was wonderful to cool down. After the shower, we dried ourselves, and then we remembered that our clothes were still on the kitchen table. We heard my mother using the remote to open the garage door, and ran downstairs and got dressed just before she entered the house!

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