From my experience, talking to many girls, things start to happen when you are in your early teens. Certainly that is when I started. We had a sleepover in the eighth grade. Some of the girls slept on sleeping bags in the den, but I slept in the bed with the girl that owned the house. Pushing and kidding around she shoved her hands down my pants and started to feel me up. She had me on my back and her whole body was on top of me and she was feeling me up, pushing her fingers around until she found my vagina and she slipped a finger in and fingered me. During the fingering she kissed me all over my face, my mouth, my chest, she wanted to get fingered real bad and we didn't relax until she was fingered and I was fingered. We laid back to go to sleep with her head on my chest and her hand between my legs.

In the morning we woke up in a spoon. We went into the bathroom together and we peed, first her and then me. While she sat on the toilet she rubbed my pussy pulled me to her and kissed me. After we brushed our teeth she said we should kiss and we held each other and kissed in the bathroom. We touched our boobs, touched our pussies some more and then broke it off because we had to go join the other girls for breakfast.

We became tight, we hung out together and we had sex together. We got over our inhibitions and we ate pussy, fingered, kissed and made out. I loved sucking on her boobs, caressing her boobs and grabbing them hard. One afternoon when she had to pee she took me into the bathroom with her and when she started to pee she told me to put my hand down and let her pee on my hand. Her pee was hot and I held my hand between her legs the entire time. When she was done she told me to lick my hand. She did the same with me, holding her hand tight up against my pussy and the pee running all over the place between her fingers. She loved to have her hand up against my pussy, she kept her hand in my pants and she fingered me a lot.

But when we got real horny, we ate pussy.

The ninth and tenth grade we hung out. In the eleventh she got infatuated with this girl who played on the softball team. We plotted and plotted how to get her off from her friends. We weren't jocks at all, if anything we were dweeb girls who got good grades. One afternoon I noticed that she had a sticker of Baptist church on her mom's car. I went up to her and asked her if she only hung out with girls from her church, or if she was willing to hang out with Catholic girls. We didn't bite, but my friend and I liked her a lot and wanted her to hand out with us. I called my girlfriend over and we introduced ourselves, told her we liked watching her play we wanted her to be our friend.

We kissed in front of her and asked her if that was a problem. My girlfriend put her hand between my legs and asked her she wanted to feel. We were looking for a girlfriend who wanted a girlfriend. Through those few minutes she stayed totally quiet, my girlfriend stood up to her and put her hand on her pussy and told her we wanted a girlfriend. We were in a corner talking to her and asked her if she wanted to be our girlfriend. We were serious, we had been girlfriends since the eighth grade but we like her and wanted her to be our girlfriend too. That she was queer we figured out, but she was scared too. We kissed her gently and told her that we didn't bite, all we wanted was a girlfriend. We wanted her to be our girlfriend, that's all.

We got her to agree to go to the movies with us, at the movies we held her hand. During the dark scene I kissed her. I put her hand in my lap. We told her queer girls didn't date like straight kids. We were girlfriends and we wanted her to be our girlfriend. After the movies we needed to find a place where we could make out and get serious. She suggested that we go to her lake house. She knew where the key was and we ate pussy, God her pussy was so fresh, her tits were so fresh, her mouth was so fresh, we tore the bed apart, we gave her pussy, she was so hesitant, reminded me of my first time, its not until you really taste pussy that you get a hunger for pussy.

After we were done we made the bed and we had her pee in front of us, we touched her pee and tasted it, we kissed her on the toilet. We cleaned up the bathroom and we closed up the house and left and dropped her off. We were convinced that she wasn't going to go out with us again. But we were wrong, she wanted to be our girlfriend and her lake house let us get together and really have sex with her. We kept her as a girlfriend until we graduated. By then she was totally out of her shell, she knew what her pussy was for and she knew how to use her tits. She was going to be fine, she found a tenth grader as a girlfriend.

We have stayed together, way up into our early thirties. The flame burned out, we found ourselves in these long never ending kissing sessions, sleeping together but the spark was gone. We grew into sisters, and who wants to eat her sisters pussy? I need a girlfriend. It is just that when the day is over all I want to do is go home to my sister and let her pamper me and watch her move around. I can sit on the couch and watch her clean up, prepare dinner, fold the clothes. I love kissing her, even if she is my sister now. And I don't think I could sleep with someone else.