“So you don’t think it would be weird if we kissed right? It would just be two friends experimenting, and it wouldn’t change anything?” Ellen asked me as we sat over our Spanish notebooks.
What had begun as just studying for our Spanish final the next day was quick becoming much more than that. Even though Ellen and I had contemplated maybe doing some ‘things’ together a few weeks ago, noting had really actually happened. Part of me only thought it was only a hypothetical question to begin with anyways. But as Ellen asked me again as we sat on her bed with her parents not home, I felt myself becoming more and more turned on. I could feel myself getting wet at the idea of taking my clothes off and making out with another girl. Especially Ellen, who was not only great at keeping secrets, but one of my most experienced friends- or as experienced as you could be at seventeen years old.
Even though I’m by no means a lesbian myself, part of me has always wondered what the experience would be like. After countless hours of watching lesbian porn, what girl wouldn’t? What can I say? It turns me on.
“No,” I found myself saying. “I don’t think it would be weird at all if we experimented together.” I could only imagine how awkward it would truly be, at least to start at least. “What do you want to do? Just make out and stuff?” I looked at her innocently, but I knew I was going to do much more than that.
“I don’t know! It’s not like I had a plan or something! I was just going to see where it goes.” She answered with hot, red cheeks. I could tell she was uneasy and nervous.
“Okay, how about we go in your parent’s RV that’s parked out in the driveway? At lease that door has a lock. Plus their bed is a lot bigger, and the windows are a lot smaller.” The idea of doing stuff in the RV together got me hot. Her parent’s bed was much bigger than Ellen’s small twin size and I also liked the idea of being able to hear a car pull into the driveway.
Convincing Ellen wasn’t very hard to do. Two extremely horny teenage girls could be talked into almost anything. To anyone else’s point of view, they might have thought we were darting from the house to the RV to avoid the pouring rain that was coming down, but Ellen and I had our own special reasons. After narrowing avoiding a spill up the slippery stairs, we jumped into the RV, both soaked from the all of two seconds we had actually been in the rain.