We Are As Normal As Any Other Girl Next Door

My next door neighbor and I were thirteen when we played with our breasts, cuddling, cupping, groping, kissing, sucking. There was a lot more to us than just breasts and we felt each other down stairs discovering our vaginas by other hands and practiced finger penetration. It was during these days that we discovered our clits in a real meaningful way and found out that the only and best way to feel good was to kiss and lick and suck on our clits. We ate pussy, spread out on the bed and her face in my pussy, sticking her tongue into my vagina as far as it would go, slipping two fingers into my vagina while sucking on my clit. Of course I did the same to her. We had orgasms, sometimes a series of little ones and then bang. Our goal was the big bang.

We went to the junior prom when we were sixteen with two boys from our class and we, meaning her and me, danced together all night long. We hung out together and under the stars outside we kissed in public for the first time. I mean other kids were out there and I'm sure they saw us. Not that other boys and girls weren't kissing and for that matter other girls too. In our school the boys didn't behave like that, what ever they did was hidden from view. We happened to have agreed to spend the night at her house after prom and I think that is the first night we ever really made love. Tons and tons of kissing and not enough kissing. And the big bang. And her mother waking us up the next morning and we were uncovered and naked in bed. Her comment when we came down for breakfast was not to do that it could become a bad habit.

Well it was a bad habit because on our high school graduation when we got ready to go the gymnasium I ate her pussy and took off her panties and she had to go commando and I put her panties down my front. We went to Europe that summer, not alone of course, we went with a tour for high school seniors. It was bad because we were in these small hotels and they had the very small beds and we had very little time to get off alone. It was frustrating, we were horny all the time. When we returned our opinion of the tour is that it had too much supervision. My mother caught us in the kitchen making out. She knew of course but she had not actually seen us making out like that. Teen hormones unchecked. It was a habit and it wasn't about to go away.

We went to college together, everyone expected that. We were out one night, and we were at the station waiting for the train and we were making out and these guys, a half dozen or so, beat us up. Seriously beat us up, hospital serious. My older brother got involved and his solution was easy, he brought us home and we had to finish college at the teacher's college in the next town. Before our graduation, dressed in our gowns, we ate each other's pussy and took off our panties and we walked commando to get our diplomas. This wasn't just a habit.

I don't know why, because I guess there is no why, from the time we were still getting dressed for Easter when we were seven and eight and nine we loved getting dressed together and we held hands in our Easter dresses. Then it was cute. But then it wasn't so cute, but whether the church likes it or they are just to embarrassed to say something, we walk in and out of church holding hands. We don't hold up signs or get involved in issues. We live together, we teach together, we hold hands in public and if we want to kiss we kiss. Just like couples kiss, man and woman couples, we kiss the same way. The rest we save for the bedroom.

Our next big step in life is getting married. We are getting married not because we can but because we are going to have a family. We want a big family, lots of kids. The dad has been picked out, the venue is set, the date is set. First we get married and then we lay back and get pregnant. Like our moms and dads did.