Chapter 1: Show & Tell

SEX. It was everywhere. My friends were talking about it at school, I saw it on TV and in the movies, I even heard about it when I listened to pop music. People everywhere seemed to be enjoying it. I certainly wanted to try it, but in my house that wasn't an option. My parents were very conservative and my mother was the worst. I wasn't even allowed to wear jeans unless we were working in the yard, and forget any association with boys! I was told early on that I would not be allowed to date until I was 16, and that even then I would only go out with boys that they approved of and follow a strict curfew.

When I was 14 I actually worked myself up enough to try masturbating one night, but my mother walked in to say goodnight while I was making my first attempt and once she realized what I was doing she freaked out. She was so angry that she even had my father talk to me about it. That was the most embarrassing, uncomfortable lecture that I've ever gotten in my life. It wasn't long after that they sent me away to an all-girl boarding school, supposedly to remove me from any thought of or opportunity to have sex.

My roommate Tammy was a petite 15 year old with dark blonde hair, large fawn colored eyes and a wide easy smile. Her slim athletic body and easy grace made her, in a word, beautiful. We were about the same height but where Tammy was athletic and slim I was curvy and voluptuous, with short dark brown hair and green eyes. When we met we became instant friends.

Our easy friendship quickly reached the point where we shared clothes, video tapes, music, and our opinions about all the hot guys in the glossy magazines that she subscribed to. Eventually we even rearranged our room so that her bed and mine made an "L" shape with the heads near each other. A red lava lamp sat on the table in the corner along with our respective alarm clocks. This arrangement lead to many late-night talks which in turn lead to whispered confessions. She was the first close friend that I'd ever had who seemed like she was already an adult so I felt like I could talk to her about anything...

"Tammy?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever seen a guy naked?

"Yes, a few times."

"REALLY?" I was so surprised that I sat up and twisted around to look at her in the half-light of the lava lamp.

"How did that happen? And what was it like? I mean, what do they look like? I've seen pictures, but seeing a naked man in the flesh... !?"

Tammy laughed quietly. "I don't know. I mean, they're guys! They have hair between their legs like we do, they have a penis and balls instead of a vagina, their bodies are built a little differently, that's about it I guess."

Her frank words had me blushing wildly in the dark, but I pressed on. "So, when did you see them?"

She hesitated. "Let's just say that I've been around and leave it at that ok?"

"Have you ever gone all the way with a guy?"

A longer pause this time before she answered, "Yes, I have, a few times. How about you?"

"No! Oh God no, my mother would KILL me!" I was shocked. The thought of my mother finding out about something like that... I glanced at the door, half expecting her to come bursting through it shouting hellfire and brimstone at me.

Tammy giggled. "So don't TELL your mother!"

"She would know. She always knows when I'm doing something that I shouldn't. Last year she walked in on me... well, you know..." I blushed again, glad that my color was hidden in the red glow of our lava lamp.

"Masturbating?"

"Yeah, that. Well, trying to anyway... I wasn't very good at it I don't think. It was the first time I'd ever tried it, and being caught was humiliating. She lectured me for hours and even had my dad lecture me about it. They both made it clear that sex is a bad thing unless you're married and trying to start a family, and mast... masturbating is just plain evil. I felt so ashamed that I haven't touched myself since. The thing is that now I'm in this conservative private school and I still feel like I hear other girls talking about sex all the time. I have to wonder, is it really wrong, or just wrong in my parents' eyes?"

"Your mom and dad are wrong. Trust me!" I heard her sheets rustle as she rolled over. "Do you know that some people actually believe that touching yourself can make you go blind? If people really went blind from playing with themselves we'd have a planet full of blind people!" She paused and mumbled, "Including me!"

"So you... ?" I couldn't bring myself to say the word again.

"Masturbate? Yes, I do it just about every night, but I always wait until you're asleep first. I kinda had a feeling you weren't a 'frequent flyer' like me and I didn't want to embarrass you."

"Thanks, I think."

"No problem." She paused, choosing her next words carefully. "Hey, now that you know it's ok with me you should go ahead and do it whenever you want. I don't mind! And I'll do the same."

"I don't know if I could do it with you around, but thank you anyway."

"Are you kidding? Having someone else in the room just makes it more exciting!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely! Wanna try it with me?"

"I - I don't..."

"C'mon Anna." She said quietly. "It's ok. You're safe with me. I'll even teach you how to do it if you like."

I knew she was right, I felt very safe with her. And besides, I had wanted to try it again for a very long time. Perhaps if she could tell me how...

I thought about saying "no", but then I remembered how good it felt to touch myself for just those few minutes before my mother walked in. I wanted to feel that way again. "Will you tell me what to do?"

She smiled. "Sure I will - I'll even show you! Come over here."

We both got up and, following her lead, I helped her move all of our pillows and throw pillows onto her bed, propping them up on the back side along the wall. I watched stunned as she turned to me, smiled warmly, and then peeled off her t-shirt and cotton panties. I'd never seen another girl completely nude before, and she was beautiful. Her breasts were smaller than mine but her large nipples were set in wide aureoles, and she had a shock of curly blonde hair rising out from between her legs. I watched her as she half sat, half laid down sideways across her bed, her back propped up by the pillows and the wall.

"There's not much to it, and it's a little different for everyone. Once you learn what you like you can come in just a minute or two."

"'Come'?"

"Oh boy, are you going to like this... !" she said chuckling. I could see her teeth glow white in the dim light of the lava lamp when she smiled. "'Coming' is lingo for having an orgasm. That's what they're talking about in your silly romance novels when they say dorky things like, 'He took me into his manly arms and kissed me savagely. My body melted into his and stars exploded... ' That's just a lame way of saying 'He fucked me silly until we both came.' I think I need to find you some REAL smut to read."

As she spoke I stepped closer to her bed then stopped. I'd never taken my clothes off in front of anyone before and I was feeling painfully shy all of a sudden.