Sleep Over With Emma

Category: Female-Male (FM)
Submitted by: Anna Age: 28 Gender: Female

This event shaped my tastes in sex more than any other...

In school my best friend was a girl called Emma. We hadn't been friends for long, but we clicked in a way that only teenage girls can. One Friday after school, I was staying over at her house. Every Friday and Saturday night, we used to go to an ice-skating rink, and I met my first boyfriend there.

That night, we were in her room talking about my boyfriend. He and I always used to go into an alcove and kiss. I remember we used to take it turns to be the one pushed up against the wall. That night, it had been my turn, and it was the first time he'd put his hand between my legs. I so clearly remember feeling myself tingle when his hand passed over me. He didn't put his fingers inside, but it was enough to turn me on.

I was explaining all this to Emma, but I didn't mention how turned on I'd got, because I knew I wanted to masturbate when she fell asleep and kinda wanted her to get on with it. She finally fell asleep at about 1am, and I waited till about 1.30 so I knew she was definitely sleeping. By then I was so horny it felt like an itch, and when I reached between my legs, my knickers were already sticky.

I didn't really understand how my body worked back then, but I did know that taking it slow made me cum hardest, so I rubbed myself with the palm of my hand over my underwear, until they were sopping and I could feel my clit getting hard. I pushed my middle finger in, but over the material, so I could only get it in about an inch. 

I pulled my knickers to one side again and started rubbing my clit very gently. I started running one finger along my slit, between my lips. My hole was right there, dripping and aching, and with my legs lifted, I felt like I was spread open so much more, and I couldn't not push my finger inside.

Have always had a tight cunt, but back then, one finger stretched me as wide as I thought I could go. But I was so wet, and even thought I was going slow I could hear my cunt squelching. I was so worried it'd wake Emma up but I was also getting to the point where I didn't really care anymore because I could feel myself wanting to cum. 

I started moaning, I think and after about a minute, I could feel my orgasm beginning to come and I know I started bucking my hips. 


In the morning at breakfast, he didn't acknowledge anything had happened, so I didn't either but I never ever forgot it. I still wonder if his wife saw the benefits of his being so turned on, and I still remember back to it sometimes when I masturbate. Which is what I'm going to do as soon as I've pressed Enter.