Camp Bohrmore was approaching the last week of the summer session and Eileen Jacobsen and her best friend Phoebe Wu were getting a little anxious. Their plans for the summer were making progress but hadn't reached full fruition yet — and they were running out of time. They had started trying to get Jason Fox and Marcus Jones interested in them the prior year by forming a special 'Friendship Club'. That friendship had lasted throughout the school year and even deepened some. But as the girls seemed to be maturing rapidly, the boys were stuck in retrograde motion. Or so it seemed to the girls.

Both Eileen and Phoebe had begun to 'develop' over the prior month or two. They had noticed their breasts becoming more sensitive and being to push out from their otherwise flat chests. Eileen had begun to sprout a few downy blond hairs between her legs — much to Phoebe's dismay; She was showing the Oriental's usual lack of body hair. And both had 'FINALLY' gotten their first periods a couple of weeks before the start of Camp. At eleven years of age they figured it was high time that they entered adolescence.

Late that Friday night the girls had snuck out of their cabins to their Friendship Club's usual meeting place — a hill with a clear view of the sky all around; Perfect for stargazing, or talking without being interrupted. The moon was nearly full tonight providing a clear soft illumination. Both girls were lying on their backs looking up at the moon as they discussed their plans.

"Eileen, are you still sure you want to go through with this?" Phoebe asked.

"Yes. Now is the best time — Girls mature faster than boys do and we've both started our cycles. If we want to try having sex without getting pregnant we have to do it before the boys can make a baby in us." She giggled "And besides, they're CUTE."

Phoebe giggled too "And I want to see if what Cheryl told us about black boys having bigger things is true. I can't believe her friend's brother showed her his! And she said it was HUGE!"

"I know. I wonder what they really look like. That magazine Peggy snuck in doesn't show it very well. Everything's all covered with hair. And see, Marcus and Jason won't have all that hair covering everything up. Even if we can't get 'em to do it to us, we can at least get a good look at it."

Phoebe thought about this for a moment, "Well, OK. I'm as curious as you are. We'll bring them up here tomorrow and see if we can't talk 'em into it. But how do you think we can get them to get naked? They're SO immature! I mean, Jason still talks about COOTIES for Christ's sake!"

Eileen sat up, "I think I know how. I was thinking about this last night — They're as into science as we are, right? And aren't anatomy and biology science? We'll just go like we're doing an experiment or something. There's no way they'll chicken out on a science dare!"

"All right then. We'll see what happens tomorrow night. I'm so nervous though! I've heard that it hurts the first time. Do you think that's true?" Phoebe wasn't hurting right now though. She was getting extremely horny. She was planning on sneaking into the bathroom when they got back to the cabin and masturbating.

"Well, I was talking with Kelly about that yesterday— she said she's actually DONE it!" Eileen was getting frisky herself.

"NO way!! She did not!"

"She said she did it a couple of months ago with an older boy from Jr. High. She said it hurt for a little bit and then just felt wonderful. She said when the boy sticks it up in you it 'pops your cherry — and that's what hurts'. "

"What's a cherry?" Phoebe asked, puzzled.

"I'm not sure. I did some reading online and I think it's the Hymen. That's a membrane that's supposed to cover the opening to the vagina. But it also said that a lot of girls lose theirs doing gymnastics or playing or even riding a bike."

"How can you tell if you still have yours? Like, do you have to go to a doctor or what?"

"I think you just look."

Phoebe laughed "Oh yeah right. Like I can look between my own legs!"

Eileen laughed too "No, I meant have like, your boyfriend or whoever look for you."

Both girls thought for a few moments. Eileen spoke first "Do you want to check each other? That way we'll know if it'll hurt or not tomorrow..."

Phoebe giggled "Okay. It's not like we haven't seen each other naked before anyway." She stood up and started taking her clothes off. As she pulled her shirt over her head, the fabric rubbing across her nipples only added to the heat radiating from between her legs. She unsnapped her shorts and watched Eileen taking her clothing off, getting hornier by the second.

Eileen was going a bit slower, watching Phoebe undress. The moonlight made her look very beautiful she thought — almost like a statue. She noticed that Phoebe was watching her and that only added to the dampness between her legs. "Now why would that turn me on??" she thought to herself as she pulled her shorts down over her hips.

Phoebe pulled her panties off and lay back on the grass. "Ha! You get to check me first." She giggled a little bit as she spread her legs. She felt very vulnerable like this. She also noticed that she was breathing fast and that her nipples were so stiff that they hurt.

Eileen finished stripping her clothes off and kneeled down between her friend's legs. This was the first time she had ever seen a woman's genitals close up. Her own were difficult to see — even with a mirror. She noticed the soft curves of Phoebe's legs leading to the delicate pouch formed by the joining of her outer lips. The dark cleft leading down from her pubic mound to her buttocks seemed like some sort of invitation — one she was finding both disturbing and hard to resist. And the delicate scent was really turning her on. It smelled similar to her own odor when she masturbated, but subtly different too. "Um, Phoebe? I'm going to have to touch you there — Everything's all closed up so I can't see. Is that OK?"

Phoebe shivered — no one had ever touched her anywhere. "OK, Just be careful, OK?" At Eileen's first, gentle stroke she moaned aloud.

"Are you OK? Did that hurt?" Eileen asked, pulling her finger back quickly.

"No, God no. That felt wonderful. I was just so surprised." Without her even thinking about it, her legs parted wider and Eileen returned to her exam. After a few tentative touches she realized that Phoebe felt very much like herself and she began to be a bit more aggressive. She stroked between the outer lips, dipping into the moisture there and spreading it along her slit, exactly as she would've if she had been playing with herself.

In a very few minutes she noticed that Phoebe's inner lips were peeking out and that there was a stiff little button poking out at the top of her inner opening. Every time she touched that spot Phoebe would groan and open her legs a little wider, pushing her hips up at her hand. After a few minutes of this touching she remembered she was supposed to be looking for Phoebe's cherry and used both hands to gently spread her friend's inner lips.

By now, Phoebe was almost insane with desire. Eileen's gentle stroking with a woman's knowledge of what and how to touch had brought her very close to the edge of the most shattering climax she had ever imagined. As Eileen's face drew close to her opening she could feel her friend's breath teasing the delicate tissue — flesh that had never been touched, or even seen before.

Her hips were flexing with a mind of their own and she was making a non-stop sort of guttural moaning. A part of her mind was thinking "God! You sound like some sort of animal! What's Eileen going to think?!" But that part was quickly shouted down by the rest of her mind and body, reveling in this new experience.

Eileen noticed her friend's slow writhing and said "Phoebe, sit still — I can't really see anything so I'm going to push a finger inside..." And she began to press her index finger into her friend's virginal opening. She felt the heat and the wetness and the clamping as Phoebe opened her legs still wider, drawing her feet up to her calves.

As she slipped most of her finger inside of her best friend, Phoebe finally lost it. Her hands flew down between her legs and locked on Eileen's wrist. She screamed out loud and began humping her best friend's finger as fast and as hard as she could, grunting with every flex of her hips.

Eileen, shocked, tried to pull her hand back but Phoebe had a death grip on her wrist... After a second or two she relaxed and began to watch. Phoebe's back was arched, her legs drawn up and her hips were pushing into her hand. There was so much wetness that her hand was soaked. Her eyes were closed and her face was in an expression that looked like agony, but the constant low moaning punctuated with grunts told her that her friend was climaxing — Something she herself had only done a few times.

Phoebe finally came down from whatever place she had gone to during her climax and released Eileen's hand. "Shit! Oh shit! I'm sorry Eileen. I'm so sorry." Panting, she tried to close her legs and cover her nakedness, but Eileen was still sitting between them.

"For what? That was cool! Did you climax??" She began gently petting Phoebe's pubic mound and tummy. "I didn't' hurt you did I?"

"No. No, it was amazing. I've never felt anything like it before in my life. I just didn't mean to go crazy on you like that." Both girls spent a few moments collecting their thoughts and Phoebe finally said "Well, did you see it?"

"Huh? Oh! Your cherry! No, I didn't see anything and I didn't feel anything either, so I guess you don't have yours."

"Ok... My turn to check you." Phoebe sat up "Unless you don't want me to?"

Eileen lay back "No! I do!" She spread her legs a little bit, as scared as she had ever been in her life.

Phoebe put her hands on Eileen's knees and moved her legs apart. She could tell that her own pussy was still dripping and she was still as horny as hell. She couldn't be a lesbian! She LIKED boys. But Eileen was so pretty — even more so now. Her firm little breasts were moving with every breath, and the soft hairs covering the very top of her friend's crotch were amazing. She began her own exam, stroking, pushing, rubbing...

After a few minutes, she lay down between Eileen's legs and looked closely at her friend's genitals. Remembering how it felt to her, she began to softly blow a stream of air across her lips and vagina. Her fingers gently pulling her lips apart, her palms pressing her thighs further apart.

Eileen wasn't moaning. She was squeaking. With every touch she jumped slightly, until she relaxed into the feelings radiating from between her legs. She began to want things she never even knew she COULD want. She was hoping that Phoebe would touch her here, or there, until she did. She arched her back and spread her legs to give her a better chance to touch her... She was embarrassed but she didn't care. It felt so good.

Phoebe moved her face very close to Eileen's lips and kissed her very gently. Eileen groaned and pressed herself into the kiss, throwing any concerns to the wind. That was all the encouragement Phoebe needed. She extended the tip of her tongue and began to softly lick the top of that little cleft between her friend's legs. After a few moments, Eileen was panting and moaning something like "Oh! Oh! Ungh!!" so Phoebe began to press her finger into the small opening between Eileen's flushed inner lips.

She slowly moved her finger out, and then in, repeating the motion in time to her licks across the top of Eileen's slit — in seconds Eileen cried out "FUCK!" and grabbed her head, pressing her face tightly between her legs, humping with every ounce of strength she had. Phoebe was scared — she couldn't breathe! Fortunately, before she suffocated, Eileen relaxed her hold and collapsed back on the grass, sobbing softly.

"Eileen?? I'm sorry! I just thought you'd like that! Chreyl told me about it. I didn't mean to make you cry!"

Eileen laughed softly and said "God no. It was incredible! I just feel like I'm going to pass out... I've never climaxed like that before... It was... God, I dunno. If sex is like that, I really want to get the boys out here tomorrow."

"God! Don't scare me like that again Eileen!" Phoebe lay down next to her friend. "We're not like, Lesbians or anything are we?"

"No, I've heard that girls will do things to each other and still be straight. I think it's when they can't do it with a guy. So anyway, do I have mine?"

"I don't think so. I couldn't see anything and I sure couldn't feel it."

"Cool. It should be easy tomorrow then. All we have to do is talk the boys into it. We'd better head back before they do the 2AM bedcheck..." The girls got dressed quietly; each lost in their own thoughts and walked back to the cabins to bed.

The next night, Jason Fox and Marcus Jones snuck out of their cabin and joined the girls up on their hilltop. Both boys were nearly as smart as the girls, but socially terrified of dating or anything like it. Fields they knew nothing about were to be avoided -—and girls were definitely something they didn't know anything about. They heard the other boys talking and bragging — and they knew that most girls just made fun of them. So it was safer to avoid them at all costs — anything was better than being teased about it!

As they came up the hill they noticed that the girls had a telescope set up and were watching the moon. Both also noticed — although both would've denied it on pain of torture — that the girls looked gorgeous in the light of the full moon.

Phoebe turned and said "Hi boys! We were really hoping you could make it. We wanted to watch the moon as it went past full."

"Cool." Marcus said. He liked Phoebe a lot and hoped she didn't know how much — she would only tell people and he would be teased.

Jason said "Hi Eileen." He was noticing that Eileen's butt looked very, very interesting the way she was bent over the telescope. Her breasts were beginning to show as well, and tonight they seemed to be pressing even more against the fabric of her half-shirt. He quickly shut off that line of thinking and looked up at the moon.