Hope's First Encounter

by NightTimeBaiter

The day started out just as any other for Hope. One of the perks of falling asleep listening to music with ear buds plugged into your phone is that your alarm is heard only by you. Ever since she was nine, she had been waking up early to start her day off with a climax.

Usually she used just her fingers, but lately she'd been experimenting with various objects. Her favorite was her hairbrush handle. It wasn't too big but it felt great! She was beautiful for her age. Chestnut brown hair, green eyes and a perfect ass.

As she came down from her climax, she felt excited to get to school today. The long winter break kept her from her best friend due to a long vacation. Hannah, a short blonde with brown eyes breasts that were on the larger side of an A cup, was the one who introduced her to exploring her body and finding the sweet spots that made her feel good. It was during a boring Saturday. Hannah's dad had taken her and Hope to the mall. Preparing for a wedding, Hannah needed a dress.

Hope was the one who did the dressing up between the two. It wasn't as though Hannah was a tom boy; she just preferred to dress in pants more than dresses or skirts. After Hannah had picked out four dresses to try on, she encouraged her friend to join her in the dressing room for her opinion. After Hannah stripped herself of the tight booty shorts and spaghetti strap shirt she was wearing, Hope realized that Hannah was wearing nothing under the shorts!

"Do you really not wear underwear with your pants?" she asked her friend with a red face.

"Of course not! They itch so bad. That's how I found out that if you touch the little button on top of your private area it feels good."

Hope was intrigued. There was an area on top of your privates that made you feel good? Trying to be nonchalant, Hope began questioning her friend. "A button? On top of your privates? I've never noticed a button on top of my privates before."

"That's because it's just inside the slit. You have to open it with a finger. I use two fingers to make it more fun."

Now Hannah had Hope's full attention. "So how did you figure this out?" she questioned her friend. "One day as I was taking a bath, I had let the water out so I could finish washing in the shower. As I was washing my privates, I felt a weird feeling. So I kept rubbing until it stopped feeling good." Hope had to find out what this was like.

"Will you show me?" She couldn't believe that she just went to a new level of bold in asking her friend to show her how to masturbate. "Sure. Take off your pants." Hope complied with her friend's instruction. She stood in the dressing room at the mall, naked from the waist down in front of her friend who was completely naked.

Hannah used a single finger from the very top and slid it down to her opening. Hope had never noticed that that particular area got moist. A sharp inhale came from her as her friend casually explored her no longer private area. Hannah delicately ran her finger up and down her friend's slit. After the fourth pass of up and down, Hannah settled on her friend's now engorged clit. In slow circles, she massaged the clit in ways that sent chills down Hope's spine. Her cute toes curled at this new feeling. Her breathing slowly increased to shallow pants. As Hannah's skilled finger manipulated her friends soaked virgin hole, her other hand slowly slid up Hope's shirt to her small nipples.

Hope's shallow breaths were not only increasing, but turning more into a huffing sound. Knowing that anyone could walk by and hear the erotic breathing coming from their stall, Hannah decided to cover Hope's mouth with her own. Each lip met to the gentlest touch.

Hannah's finger began to increase in movement. Hope was in ecstasy.

She began to rub her friend's budding breasts as that was the only thing that came to her mind between thoughts of feeling as though she had gone to heaven and trying to maintain a sense of mental consciousness to everything going on around her and to her.

Hannah moaned into Hope's mouth. Feeling this sent Hope over the edge. Her knees buckled and she went down to the ground. She could see under the dressing room stall door. She noticed the usual hustle of the mall. It was fuzzy. She looked up at her friend who was now wearing a smile. Hope stood up and kissed her friend. It wasn't just any kind of kiss. It was the kind that she had seen in movies. Hope knew that this was the beginning of a friendship that she had never had. She only wanted it to go farther. If she had her way, it would go as far as possible.