My First Awareness Of My Lesbian Sexuality

I was 16 and my mother hosted a slumber party for her college Sunday school class. Eight girls showed up and after supper, they all helped to clean up, they all changed into their nighties. The first thing I noticed was they didn't wear their bras. Their boobs flowing under their thin tops, nipples firm pokies on every top. I sat in my PJs, my own nipples hard and firm pushing against my thin cotton top.

Beth was 19, she was studying to be a teacher, she sat in these tiny shorts, cross legged, the dark shadow of her pubes clearly visible. She moved to get comfortable and her panties were pulled up tight and her dark black pubes were totally visible. She took her finger to straighten out her panties, when she did her thick outer labia was visible to my eye.

For months after that night I went to bed playing in my mind the sight of her very full boobs swaying under her top, dark hard nipples clearly visible through her thin top, alternating with reliving her very womanly labia and dark pubic hair. My hand pressed into my wet sensitive kootchy, discovering my clit as the main trigger for orgasms. I masturbated nightly, all I wanted to do was kiss Beth, to hug her, to expose my much smaller breasts and very virgin kootchy coo. Beth was a very attractive girl.

I saw Beth on Sundays, always dressed for church, but I had seen her dressed for bed. I stayed in love for a long time, probably still am.