Chapter 4: Michelle’s First Time With a Girl - ME!

Before she had a chance to react, I stood up in front of her and pulled down my panties, then stepped out of them and sat back down next to her, leaving them on the floor in front of us.

“Uhhhhh, Kelly ... what exactly are you doing?” she asked carefully.

I had a feeling she thought I was still just trying to tease her but that I wouldn’t actually DO anything. Well, was she in for a surprise! I lifted my skirt to reveal my shaved pussy. Her first reaction wasn’t about what I might be doing but rather what she saw.

“Whoa! You shave it all off? Cool, I just trim mine. I never got the courage to shave mine completely.”

“Yeah, I know how you feel,” I replied, “But once you do it you’ll never want to fool around with all that hair again. Besides, it feels better this way.”

To prove my point, I reached down between my legs and started to gently touch my pussy. Michelle immediately began to wiggle next to me, clearly uncomfortable with what I was doing.

“See, it’s so much easier to masturbate without all that hair in the way,” I told her softly.

I heard her breathing getting heavier but it was probably more due to shock and surprise than anything lustful. Several times she seemed to start to say something but then it was like she thought better of it and held her tongue. As for me, I figured so long as she wasn’t telling me to stop, I was going to go for it. My middle finger reached down and slid between my pussy lips while my other fingers ran along the outside as I stroked myself slowly. When I touched my clit I couldn’t help but jump just a little which seemed to galvanize her to finally say something.

“Oh myGod Kelly!” she exclaimed, “I can’t believe you’re doing that ... I just can’t believe it. And right in front of me.”

Despite her apparent objection, I was heartened by the tone of her voice. It didn’t sound like she was upset or outraged at my behavior, instead more like she was just genuinely amazed that I was doing it. It was one thing to supposedly joke about masturbating with another girl, quite another to actually witness it for the first time.

“Take your panties off for me Michelle,” I encouraged her.

She didn’t say no but she didn’t say yes either. Instead, she seemed to just stiffen, as if I’d asked to drop them in front of the congregation or something.

“Go on, take them off ... it’s just me,” I pushed her. I didn’t push her any further, not wanting to put her in a position of doing something she didn’t want to do and then getting angry at me for putting her there. I’d planted a seed and now it was time to water it so I returned to my own pussy and let her do as she pleased, which for now was just to watch me.

“Did you say you had a dildo?” I asked her. Normally I wasn’t a big fan of them but in this case I figured it might come in useful.

“Uhhhhh, yes,” she stammered. She quickly got up and went to her dresser, apparently happy for the chance to do something besides just watching me do myself. She returned with a blue dildo, just your standard “torpedo” design as I like to call them.

“Sorry, needs new batteries,” she stuttered. I grinned slyly at her and she reddened again. I didn’t have to say anything about WHY she needed new batteries, the answer was obvious. I took it from her and was pleased when she resumed her place next to me on the couch. At least she didn’t sit somewhere else or stay standing. Finally I put the dildo in my mouth to wet it and I could smell the faint odor of her pussy. Something told me she’d been using this not too long ago! Reaching down, I used the tip to rub up against the outside of the opening to my pussy, toying with myself for a minute or so before I began to insert it into me.

“Oh Michelle ... this feels so good,” I moaned softly, pushing it up deep inside of me. Even without the batteries it felt good although I would’ve preferred a real cock anytime. For now, having her watch me using it was just as much a turn-on as actually feeling it in me!

“Here, now you do it,” I said, taking her hand in mine and pulling it over to the dildo buried in my pussy.

Michelle resisted a little at first but it was half-hearted so I kept up the pressure and she relented without a word. At first it was as if she didn’t know what to do which was obviously not the case as I would have bet she used it quite frequently on herself.

“Just do it the way you would on yourself,” I instructed her. “Pretend it’s YOUR pussy.”

She started to stroke her dildo in and out of me, just a little at first as if she was afraid of hurting me or something.

“That’s it ... deeper,” I encouraged her, “Put it in me just like you do with your own pussy.”

I leaned back into the couch and spread my legs wide, allowing her natural instincts take over. Using the dildo on me didn’t seem to be that much a stretch for her. After all, she wasn’t actually touching me even, let alone doing anything more. After a while I reached down and took it from her and pulled it out of my pussy. I offered it to her to taste but she wrinkled her nose and shook her head so I put it in my mouth instead, savoring the strong taste of my pussy.

“Mmmmmmm, do you ever taste your own pussy Michelle?” I asked after I took it out of my mouth and inserted it back in my pussy. This time I didn’t even have to encourage her, she took the dildo from me and started to work it in and out of my pussy on her own.

Michelle shook her head and whispered, “Oh no ... never, that would be so nasty.”

“NEVER?” I challenged her. It was hard to believe that she had NEVER even experimented once. I first tasted mine when I was a little girl, simply being curious about myself. Of course that may have been partially because I saw my mom doing it when she masturbated.

Michelle shook her head again and I took her for her word, even if it DID seem almost too much to believe.

“C’mon, take off your panties,” I urged her once again as she seemed to be getting more and more into helping me masturbate.

I don’t know if it was because she was getting a bit horny from using her dildo on me or she was just tired of saying no to me. Either way worked so far as I was concerned. What was important was she slipped them off under her ass and let them drop to her ankles where she lifted her feet up and out of them. Sure enough, I saw her pussy was covered with a trimmed layer of dark black pubic hair. Once they were off she went back to her dildo in me without making any reference to her new “bare bottom” style.

“Now touch yourself,” I whispered to her. Nothing more, just a gentle nudge. She hesitated and so I took the dildo from her so her hands were free and repeated myself.

“You can do it, touch yourself,” I encouraged her, “Just pretend I’m not here.”

Slowly she put one hand down between her legs. The dildo in my own pussy was now still as I sat there motionless, afraid to do anything that might distract her. At first she just cupped her pussy. Then, as she worked up her courage, she started rubbing it slowly with her fingers. She just rubbed over her clit, running her flattened out fingers over it in a circular motion.

“That’s it Michelle, just do what you always do,” I whispered.

I noticed her eyes were closed and I would’ve given anything to know what images were in her mind right then. Was she thinking about an ex-boyfriend, some fantasy lover, or maybe even me? I wanted so bad to ask her but I didn’t want to break the spell which seemed to have settled over her. As she rubbed herself more, it must have made the rest of her body respond as well as she leaned back and started rubbing her pussy more aggressively. God she looked so hot! It was almost too much to believe that I was the first person to watch her touch herself this way!

Pulling the dildo from my pussy, I reached over and rested the tip of it against her inner thigh. She quickly took it from me and started to use it on herself. Maybe it was the familiarity of her own dildo or she was just getting use to me watching; whatever it was she seemed suddenly to be much more into it than before.

“Ohhhhhh,” she gasped as she pushed her dildo almost entirely into her pussy, holding onto the last part of it to keep from having it disappear inside of her.

I reached down and took it from her. She didn’t resist and so I started to stroke it in and out of her pussy, sometimes taking it out to rub up against her clit but most of the time fucking her with it. Finally I couldn’t resist so I took it out and put it in my mouth. The smell of her pussy combined with the distinctive taste and I just wished I was getting it straight from the source instead. Putting it back in her just long enough to get a fresh coating of her pussy juices on it, I pulled it out again but this time offered it to her. She turned her head away but this time I was more insistent and pressed it against her lips.

“Try it, just a little,” I whispered to her.

It reminded me of a girl at a party I was at who didn’t want to suck a dick at first. The guy she’d been playing with held his cock up to her lips and she just kept them tightly shut, refusing to let him push it in her mouth. Finally, she parted her lips just enough to let the tip of his dick enter, just as Michelle did at this moment, opening her mouth just enough to get the tip of the dildo in but not enough to take it all in her mouth. Then, just as the girl at the party had done, her tongue extended and I could tell she was getting a good taste of her pussy. Apparently it was enough to overcome her fear as again, she mimicked the party girl who finally opened her mouth and let her guy quickly push his dick into her mouth. So too did Michelle, letting the pussy-covered dildo fill her mouth.