<b>Name:</b>Henrietta Nailor<br/><b>Location:</b>Henrietta's room (on the bed)<br/><b>Tagged:</b>Caroline Simon<br/><b>=-=-=-+-=-=-=</b><br/><br/>It was the end of the summer holidays and it had been the most exciting summer in Henrietta's life because of what had developed between her and Caroline. It had all begun rather innocently, as most relationships of this nature does between teen girls. They had been relaxing in Henrietta's room one rainy day when Henrietta had suddenly asked her friend if she ever masturbated, something she herself had only recently discovered the true pleasures of. This had led to Henrietta showing her friend how she liked to do it and as she did she had encouraged Caroline to try it which Caroline had done rather hesitantly. From that day the two friends, who during the summer went back and forth sleeping over at each other, made it a regular thing to masturbate together at least twice each day, once in the morning when they woke up and once in the evening before going to sleep.<br/><br/>On the third day they had shared their first kiss that was not just a kiss between friends but a passionate, erotic kiss. It was the same day that Henrietta first had touched Caroline's breasts and by the end of that week their sapphic games had evolved to them touching each others' pussies, rubbing them and making the other orgasm while kissing and touching each others' breasts as well. This went on for a little more than a week before Henrietta, without explaining to her friend what she intended to do began to slide her lips down Caroline's stomach, placing soft kisses here and there until she reached the inside of her friend's thighs which she spent some time kissing softly before dragging her tongue along the wet pink slit.<br/><br/>It was in many ways the point of no return and after Henrietta had brought her friend to orgasm neither of them would be able to deny that they were at least bisexual something that neither of their parents would accept. In fact they would probably go old testament on them and send them off to one of those horrid camps where queers were made straight, or cured as Henrietta had often heard her parents call it after the neighbours boy across the street had been caught masturbating to a body building magazine. In the minds of both her own and Caroline's parents masturbation was right up there with breaking one of the ten commandments and to make things even worse her father was Caroline's mother's cousin.<br/><br/>And now there they were at the end of a summer of experimentation and discoveries both of them completely hooked on the pleasures of the other's body. Henrietta slipped her hand inside Caroline's bikini bottoms and cupped her pussy, pressing the thumb muscle against the clit while pushing her pinky inside that tight hole at the other end of the slit. She then began to wiggle the finger inside her friend while the two kissed.<br/>"I'm really wet too," Henrietta admitted and with her free hand guided Caroline's right hand to her own pussy, still clad in black bikini bottoms.