Now, don’t hold me to any dates or ages. I’m
going to fix my age at 17 and the time to the summer
of 1990. Also, the events will not necessarily be in
the proper order. The facts will be as accurate as
my memory will allow. The names will not be changed
to protect the guilty! I will need to set up the
scene a little:
Back in the 1980’s my folks had a “summer
house” in Spring Lake, Michigan. The house was on
the lake, and the lake had access to Lake Michigan
via the Grand River. The area was in Central West
Michigan just north of Holland. We had 3 boats, a
21′ cabin cruiser with 2 40 horsepower outboards, a
12′ Boston Whaler with a 40 hp. outboard, and a sail-
boat (butterfly class). I raced the sailboat once
each Wednesday and twice on both Saturdays and Sun-
days. I spent 3 summers there, and many weekends
during the school year. We sold the house a few
years ago, but I still go there to visit as often
as I can.
I had 3 girlfriends; Tommy, Laura, and Terry.
Tommy (I usually called her Tom) was my next door
neighbor and still is my best friend. Laura & Terry
were sisters and lived 4 houses over. Tom was one
year younger than myself, Terry was about my age, and
Laura about 2 years older. Tommy & I spent the whole
summer together except from Saturday sundown to
Sunday evening (she was Dutch Reform & they can’t do
ANYTHING during that time except sit and pray, and go
to church). When we got bored, we’d play with Terry
and Laura. We spent much of the time water-skiing,
driving the boat to town, and swimming. I slept in
the boat almost every night and Tommy joined me much
of the time. There were 2 boys (Tom & Stu) in the
neighborhood. They were real pests, peeking in our
windows and playing tricks on us. Typical 12 year
old boys…. enough set-up.
Tommy and I were excited when we got the
magazine. She didn’t think that I would do it. It
was easy. I just put the Hustler inside the over-size
Life Magazine, and the lady didn’t need to touch it
when she rang it up. Now, sitting in the boat, we had
it open to the nicest picture.
“How can these great looking women pose for
pictures like that?” Tommy said, looking at a picture
of a lady with all of her private parts showing. “I
would just die if someone was looking at pictures of
me like that!” We examine the picture very closely.
She had really big breasts and she was holding both
of them up like a bra would. She was sitting with her
knees apart and her pussy in all it’s color on full
view!
“I can see some wetness down there.” I say,
pointing at her pussy. “I think it makes her excited,
having her picture taken like that!” My own little
cunt began to stir and I became flushed. I wondered
if Tom was feeling the same. I turned the pages until
I stopped at a picture of a women with her finger
half inside the lips of her pussy. “Oh! look at her!”
I scratched some kind of a itch on my pussy threw my
pj’s and Tom caught me.
“This getting to you?” she asked. “Maybe we
better take a dip?” We slip out of our night cloths
and open the cabin door. It’s a nice warm evening and
the moon is full. We look up at our houses and see
that they are both dark. I figure that it’s not quite
midnight and few boats would be out on the lake. We
hopped on to the dock and look at the water. The air
feels great on my nude body, but the water looks dark
and cold. I climbed on the piling and grabbed the
flag pole. From here it was a nice 6 foot dive to
the water. I wanted to make my first crash into the
water a great one. So I stood on one leg, held the
flag pole with my right hand, and stuck my other arm
and leg out as far as I could.
“Watch this!” Tommy, right under me looked up
and her eyes landed right on my crotch! She remained
focused there for a moment, and I felt those juices
stirring again. I let go of the flag pole and per-
formed a sloppy dive. Tom jumped in after me. The
water felt not only great but very sensual on my
naked body as I began thinking about Tommy in a very
strange way. We both had the same kind of bodies. We
were skinny, hairless, with little boobs, just start-
ing their journey outward. I wondered if she played
with her cunt like I sometimes did. I wondered if I
should try to find out. I’m afraid that I’d get
really embarrassed or that she might think that I’m
weird.
A half hour later we were sitting and air-
rying on the floor in the stern of the boat. I was
leaning back with my arms resting on my upturned
knees and I noticed Tom looking at my crotch again!
“Do you think I have a neat looking cunt?” I asked.
Tom looked up and acted embarrassed that she
was caught. “You have the nicest looking pussy I’ve
ever seen!” Like she’s seen a lot! “How about mine?”
she said as she pulled her knees apart. She was sit-
ting in a dark corner, away from the moon’s light, so
I moved in for a closer look. I could see the begin-
nings of her pubic hair, but it was essentially hair-
less. Her clit was sticking out of the folds of skin
and her slit was most definitely damp. Using her
right hand, she separated the folds around her clit
with two fingers. I saw that it was swollen and very
moist.
“This is turning you on, isn’t it?” I asked,
“I’m feeling something too!”
“Ya! Lets go into the cabin where it’s
totally private. Maybe we can compare bodies!” We
sat ourselves down in the cabin on cushions and faced
each other. The light in the boat cabin was bright
compared to the moonlight outside. We positioned our
pussy’s facing each other about a half a foot apart
and begin our examination. “Open yourself up like
this.” Tom, using both hands this time, opened all of
her pussy lips. Her skin was white and inside her
pussy, it was very wet and dark pink. She watched
as I did the same. “My button is bigger than yours
but it looks like your slit is longer.”
“But, I’m just as wet as you!” I interrupted.
“Watch this!” I slowly slipped a finger into my pussy
and moved it in and out. I’ve done this before, but
it felt a lot better with Tom watching me. I closed
my eyes and continued slowly to finger fuck myself
for a few moments.
Tommy breaks my concentration with “Can I try
that!?” I expected her to begin working on her own
pussy, but instead, she slides her finger into me!
After the shock wears off, I relaxed and concentrated
on the feeling of someone else stimulating me. She
slowly finger fucked me just as I was doing. At one
point, she stopped with her finger all the way inside
and began bending and turning her finger around. Just
as I felt the familiar quiver in the walls of my
pussy start, she removed her finger. “Here, now you
do me!”
My voice was weak from the near orgasm and
abrupt stop, “OK, lie back and let me have at you!”
I figured that Tom didn’t know what she was creating
inside me. She surely must have never fingered her-
self all the way to orgasm before, or she would have
tried to get me off. Well, I guess she was going to
have a surprise! I sat on my hip to her left side and
began by rubbing her whole crotch with the palm of my
hand. I moved it in circles and pushed gently down.
She began to move her lower body up and down. I heard
a small grunt from her. With my right hand, I
relieved her clit from the folds of skin and moved
some moisture up from her cunt onto her swollen clit.
With the finger of my right hand, I began to lightly
rub the very top of her button. She began to squirm
a bit. Then I circled it around and around, and then
quickly flicked the top again. I felt her hand on my
arm, trying to push me away. She must have been very
sensitive right then. I heard a little giggle come
from her. So I moved my finger down and slide it into
her very wet passage. I slide it out, and then using
two fingers, began to slowly finger-fuck her.
“Oooh! That’s nice!” Tom’s chest was heaving
as she spoke. “Faster!” she pleaded. I picked up the
pace and began to rub her clit with my other hand.
“Mmmmm!” She was really squirming around now. I felt
a great deal of juice gathering around my two
fingers. I continued working on her.
After a minute or two, her upper torso lifted up, her
eyes were closed tightly, and her mouth open. I felt
her pussy walls contract and much more wetness came
out onto my hand as it pumped in and out. Then I
felt it begin to spasm.
“Oh! Oooo! Eeee! Ah! no, no, YES! No, stop”
Her knees come together and she lowered her legs try-
ing to push my hand out, but I just stopped plunging
and kept my two fingers buried deep in her. I felt
the contractions slow down and then stop, so I began
again to slowly move them a short distance in and
out. She squirmed and giggled, “No, no, stop OK?”
When I sat back up and looked at her she asked, “What
was that??? Wow!”
“You came! You had an orgasm.” I was un-
consciously fingering myself as I talk. “I’ve been
making myself do that for a while already.” I’m
really wet and flushed. My nipples are hard. “Now,
you do it to me, OK?”
Tom knelt between my legs as I settled back
on a pillow. I’m really hot and ready for some fun
and I wondered if her inexperience would hinder my
adventure. I closed my eyes, “OK, let’s see what you
can do for me!” My stomach had butterflies because I
knew that she was examining my pussy in every detail.
I felt the back of her fingers rubbing up and down my
wet slit. A finger slid down the slit and back up to
my clit. It hits it sharply and I jerked a bit.
“Are you teasing me, Tom? Hurry up, I’m
going nuts here!”
I wiggled my butt down into the cushion and
grabbed my knees opening myself up as much as pos-
sible. I felt two hands now, one knuckle was spinning
on my butt hole, and the other hand was sticking it’s
two fingers into me. She slid them in very easily.
Once in, she turned them 180 degrees around and back
for a while. Then the in and out motion started. Her
other hand found my clit. She’ was doing me exactly
like I did it for her, good girl! My orgasm rocketed
through out my body. The pleasure was tremendous.
It’s much better than when I did it myself!
We are both wondering to ourselves if we are
now lesbians now.