Birte and Birgit

by Anokil

The first time I had sex was with a girl. I was 15 at that time and she, Birgit is her name, was 15 too. We were in the same class and were friends at that time. She wasn’t my best friend but at that time we did many things together.

It happened after we were swimming while comparing our breasts. I am build like a boy, that is: my boobs are very small — they still are — and because of my boyish body shape they also seemed smaller that they really are. Actually I was quite comfort with my boobs and I thought they aren’t that small. And I didn’t really wanted so big boobs like some girls in my class had. Birgits breasts weren’t much bigger than mine, maybe they were similar, but her boobs looked bigger because of her more female body. Birgit looked very beautiful and I was a bit jealous because of that. In swimming class at school I had seen her naked and also a few times when sleeping over at each other.

We both were 15, as I said, and we met often to do all sort of things then. We often went swimming and that’s were it happened. It wasn’t very crowded that day and we were on our own in the showers afterwards. We pulled down the tops of our bathing suits and stepped topless under the shower. We took the last stall at the end of the room. We were a bit shy about other people seeing us topless though there weren’t any people there anyway at that moment. We let the warm water splash on our bodies. I looked right on Birgits breasts and at that moment I really thought, that her boobs weren’t larger than mine, or were they a bit smaller? Birgit noticed my look.

“What is it.” She laughed and looked on her boobs. “Is something wrong with them?” she asked and took her boobs in her hands.

“No, no,” I calmed her down. “Do you think that my boobs are bigger or smaller than yours?”

She looked at her boobs than at mine. Then she said that hers are a bit bigger.

“Sure?” I asked. But she nodded.

Then I took my boobs in my hands then I laid my hands on hers. She twitched a bit and I was a bit embarrassed that I touched her boobs without asking her first, but I wanted to know whose boobs were bigger. It felt nice though to feel the boobs of another girl. It didn’t feel much different than my own boobs and at that moment it didn’t aroused me yet, but it just felt nice. I fondled her boobs a bit then I touched mine again. I still didn’t knew which ones were bigger.

“Same size,” I mentioned.

“Let me,” Birgit said sceptical and laid her hands on my boobs. Wow, that felt nice. Never ever before that someone else then me had touched me that way and at that moment it really aroused me. She took her boobs in her hands again then mine again. Finally she stated: “I don’t know.”

Whit that result none of us was satisfied. So we stepped shoulder to shoulder, but maybe the difference was too small or there was no difference to see. So we started to fondle our breasts again. Out of testing which ones were larger became a soft caressing. My nipples got hard and so did hers.

“Maybe we should press our boobs to each other,” she than said, “Maybe we can see a difference then.”

I said OK to that, not because I still wanted to know whose boobs were larger, but because the thought of pressing my boobs on hers seemed very arousing to me. So we pressed our boobs to each other, embraced to pull each other closer and looked down on our bodies. It was a nice feeling to have the soft flesh of her boobs pressed on mine, to feel her nipples pierce my flesh and to feel mine doing the same to her skin. We hugged each other a bit more and started to rub our boobs on each other. After a while Birgit looked at me. I saw her head moving slightly towards me. She looked aroused, her lips were slightly open, her eyelids seemed to close more and more the closer she came to me. I knew that we would kiss the very next moment and that was exactly what I wanted. Our lips met and we just stood there like this for seconds, then I shoved my tongue forward and waited till she gave me entrance to her mouth. Her tongue greeted me and we let them play for a while. That was the first time I kissed someone for real and that with another girl… wow. It was a great feeling. I nearly couldn’t take it anymore and shoved my hand between our bodies, into my bathing suit and started to finger myself. After a few second I felt that Birgit was doing the same thing. That we were at a public place we didn’t notice anymore.

After a while we sank slowly to the ground and got away from each other. Each of us leaned against a wall and we took off our bathing suits. We spread our legs and fingered ourselves while watching each other. It was absolutely marvellous to feel my finger in my slit and on my clit and to see Birgit doing the same to herself. Soon she crawled, her hand still between her legs, towards me. She wanted to kiss again. As she was beside me I leaned over to her. I searched for a support for my hand and found her breast. Our lips met again, our tongues began to play with each other. My hand slipped deeper on her wet and slippery body. I didn’t wanted to touch her between her legs but she pulled her hand away to make room for my hand. Soon I felt her soft pubic hair and the heat that emerged from between her legs. My hand now slipped finally between her legs and the feeling of her wet slit on my hand was just so cute. The next moment my middle finger sank into her hole and my thumb tried to stimulate her clit. Then I felt her hand between my legs. She put her finger in my slit too and started to fuck me with it. I laid on top of her and we loved each other with our fingers and kissed each other.

Suddenly she started to moan in my mouth. “I’m coming, I’m coming…” again and again silently. I felt that her slit got wetter and I came for the first time in my life too. Happily I’m a silent cummer, just like her. We pressed our lips on each other and moaned in each others mouths.

We laid there for minutes recovering from our orgasms while kissing each other softly. We were brought back to reality because of someone turning on a shower. We got up in a flash but we couldn’t see anyone from our shower stall. We giggled a bit and took our bathing suits back on and left the shower.

Of course that wasn’t our only occasion that we had sex together, but we didn’t turned into lesbians because of that. We both have boyfriends. We don’t see each other too often right now but on some of our meetings we still go to bed and remember our first time.