Jun 24, 2010

Giggle & Squeak

It was an average Saturday night that I was having with a few friends from school, until the Magic Mushrooms were presented. It wasn’t our first time eating them, but it wasn’t something we did on a regular occasion. Once the mushies kicked in, we mostly just sat around, tripping out on my friend’s stucco ceiling in her basement’s rec room and laughing our asses off for the next couple hours. We had heard her mom come home at some point that night, but she didn’t take much interest in her daughter’s activities and had went straight to bed, I guessed. The herd of friends thinned as the night went on and before we really noticed, it was only my friend (who’s house it was), and myself. By this time, it was about 3am and there was no way I was going to make the walk back to my house at that hour, so we decided I should just crash there.

I had often shared a bed with girlfriends over the years, it was no big deal. This particular friend of mine was very beautiful in that smouldering siren kind of way. She had a reputation for being a bit of a sexual temptress, but always only with guys. It didn’t even cross my mind that something could possibly happen between the two of us that night.

We made our way to her bedroom, as quiet as we thought we were being... still experiencing some effects of the mushrooms and whatever else we ingested that night. I was usually a lot more conservative than she was and assumed that I would just sleep in my clothes, but when she stripped down to her bra and panties, I followed her lead. My clothes stunk of nicotine anyway, so I guess it made sense. Then, she took off her bra as well and got into bed. I just chalked it up to her being her usual exhibitionist self. I kept my bra on and joined her in bed, initially with my back facing her and declared, “Goodnight Diana!”

She pouted, “Don’t I get a kiss goodnight?”

I was slightly suspicious by this point, but we did normally kiss on the cheek as part of our greeting routine, so I reluctantly rolled over and laughed, “OK, but no funny business.”

She kissed me on the lips; they were so soft. I kissed back, and then she kissed me a second time, deeper and with an open mouth. I don’t know what came over me, but I gave her my tongue. It all happened so fast, and it then turned into a very normal, hot and steamy make-out session... just with a girl! We were still a little high and uncoordinated but even still she managed to remove my bra quickly, with no problem. I guess that is a bonus when being with another girl, we are pros at bra clasp removal already, intoxicated or not! It felt a bit strange when our nipples rubbed against each other, but I was extraordinarily aware that I was in the middle of a unique experience and I was curious to see how it played out.

She was definitely the dominant one in this sporting event, so I let her lead the way. She took off my underwear and proceeded to give me the best head I had ever had in my life. I tried to be as quiet as possible, but it really did take me by surprise at how intensely amazing it felt. I always thought that the guys that I had been with were pretty good at it, but after that night I knew they actually paled in comparison to what she was doing to me. It was fantastic and I completely forgot that it was a female that was performing this on me; the orgasm came quickly and full on! I did my very best to contain myself, but there were a few giggles and squeaks that escaped from both of us.

All of a sudden, her mother came into the room. I could tell by her face she was expecting to catch her daughter with a guy. Both of our heads were above the sheets; she couldn’t see that we were naked. She didn’t know what to say, but I don’t think she pieced together exactly what had just happened. “G-girls, be q-quiet! It’s almost 5 o’clock in the morning!”


It was a near miss as far as humiliating situations go, but it was actually a saving grace. She had totally killed our momentum and we quickly got re-dressed and went back to bed... to sleep. I still maintain that it was one of the best sexual experiences I had in high school, but I wasn’t ready to return the favour to her, nor did I think I could have done it anyway. I definitely enjoyed myself that night, and although parts of it really did turn me on, I still felt like something enormously significant was missing... like a penis.


  1. Your ending kills me ;) lmfao

  2. wow, your first one was better than my first one. my friend was just as inexperienced with girls as i was.

  3. Most women say that other women do it better. (Oral.) I guess such a theory makes sense! ;)

  4. That is what strap ons are for ;)


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