Starting at about ten I became self aware of my body. I would stand in front of the mirror in the bathroom to see myself. I had to climb up on my mother's make up stool to get a full view. Slowly I started to see changes, my chest got a bit bigger, my hips a little wider, my pubes a little thicker. I loved seeing myself naked.

I found my mother's lipstick case with it's little mirror and that was my first close up view of down below. It was a while before I was able to find a larger mirror which I stole from a friend's house and kept shoved up between the mattress and the box springs which gave me pretty good views of my insides. At about the same time I figured out that if I stood on the makeup stool and turned around and bent over I could get a real good view of my asshole button and my vagina from the rear. I had found my clit and I masturbated my clit raw, so raw that my panties rubbed against my clit if I sat and spread my legs and leaned forward and rubbed back and forth on the kitchen chair.

I loved the feeling of my naked pussy and when my mother was out I would sit naked with my legs spread as wide as thy would go while I watched television in the den. I had a friend who would come over and we got into a competition as to who could spread eagle out more and I got to know her pussy real well, to finger her and touch her and eat her. She ate me in return and we got into deep kissing and booby gropes, pussy fingering and eating wet pussy. She and I were in choir together so we spent several afternoons after school. A favorite pastime was stripping our panties off during school and trading and wearing her panties instead of mine.

We were fifteen when we decided that it was time to lose our virginities. We asked this one friend of ours from choir to do it and he came over to my house when my mother wasn't there, I pushed my panties down and laid back on the bed and he shoved his penis in me and then my friend pushed her panties down and laid back on the bed and he shoved his penis in her. He left and we sixtynined the rest of the afternoon. Other than that one time we never tried another penis until we got married. Around the tenth grade my mother asked me if I did anything with her, sexual. After that we were more careful.

We didn't have a date for senior prom which was a real marker, but we were two of many nerd choir girls without dates and we went to the prom in a pack. We kissed on the dance floor during a slow dance, not a heavy thing, juts an against the rules kiss on the lips. We didn't call ourselves gay but it wasn't a surprise to her mother or mine that we were. They let us go on after graduation school sponsored trip to Washington D.C. and we shared a room with two other girls, guess who slept with me? We ate pussy in bed and the other two girls watched from their bed. We offered but they didn't take us up on it. We offered to eat them but they declined that too. We did make them show us themselves naked.

In college, of course we went together, we roomed in the freshman dorm and we were always together, another marker. I guess it was around our junior year that my mother confronted me and asked me outright if I was a lesbian. In 1983 your didn't talk about those things and I admitted to her that we had been having sexual behavior since we were in the eight grade. 'Just be careful'.

After college we got married to guys and we did the buy the house and have kids thing. But now that we are older and our husband are a lot older we more or less see each other all the time. All during the years when we were actively married, having kids, and raising them we stayed straight as an arrow. Real good friends but not sexually active. It is only now in our 'golden' years that we are traveling together, always on tour with a tour company that we are again sexually active. Two middle aged ladies but I still have a fascination with my naked body and hers. Maybe it is gross but we love to eat pussy, we can't get enough. Boobs are another wonder, when we were kids it felt good but we went downstairs first. Now we spend a good amount of time with boob massages before we go south and eat pussy. We have never been sexual with any other girls, the closest to it was that trip to Washington D.C.

My mother is in her late eighties and she tells me that the biggest gift of my life was to find my friend so early in life and if we can be 'happy' together who's business is that anyway. My husband in spite of his health problems likes to try but he knows that my world is not so much about him as it is about her.