While Jeff and Kari were making love, Brit and Crystal sat in the other tent talking.
"Can I ask you something?" said Brit.
"Sure," Crystal smiled.
"Today when we were swimming, when you said you and Jeff had had sex, were you joking?"
"No," Crystal grinned.
"Really," she replied. "I had been lusting after him since he took me on that date. Finally Kari gave in and let me have a turn with him. We've been fucking ever since."
Brit blushed. Crystal knew that she wasn't used to such language, and she was most definitely not used to hearing about sex.
"And what about Kari?" asked Brit. "Does she know?"
Crystal wondered whether she should tell Brit the whole thing, about Kari joining in, about what happened between the two girls afterward. She didn't know how Brit would take it.
In the end, she decided to tell only a part. "Kari watched," she replied.
"Oh my god!" said Brit. "You mean, right in the room with you?"
"Right in the room. She sat in a chair."
"But didn't that bother you?"
"Actually, it made me horny," Crystal grinned, and Brit giggled.
"Anyway, Jeff's great in bed," said Crystal. "He's gentle and sweet, but strong and sexy too."
"Are we talking about the same Jeff?" Brit laughed.
"You may not realize it, but Jeff's really a great guy," Crystal told her. "You should take advantage of it more often."
"What do you mean?"
"When's the last time you hugged him?"
"I don't know. I don't feel like doing it very often."
"Well, that's the problem. Jeff's very nice to hug. He's also nice to snuggle with and talk to, and just be around. You're just too busy fighting with him all the time to let him be nice to you."
"Jeff's never been nice to me," Brit insisted, although she knew it wasn't true. There were those occasional moments when he was kind and gentle, just like Crystal said. But too often the two of them just bickered and argued. It was sad in a way. Crystal was right; sometimes Jeff was nice to hug.
"Well, I just think it's sad that you two don't get along," said Crystal, "because you're missing a great opportunity."
Brit sighed. "Maybe you're right," she conceded. "We've just been fighting so long that we do it automatically, even when we have nothing to fight about. I guess he is kind of nice to be around sometimes."
"Plus he's a great kisser," Crystal mused, more to herself.
Brit giggled. "Okay, that's where I draw the line though."
"So you're telling me you don't harbor any secret fantasies about kissing him?" Crystal grinned.
"Ew!" said Brit. "You're so disgusting, Crystal!"
"I know. But it's so much fun."
"Well, Jeff's the last guy in the whole world I would ever kiss."
"So do you have your eye on someone else? Maybe a boy at school?" asked Crystal. "I'll bet some of them are good kissers too."
"I don't know. After what happened with you and Chad... I guess I'm a little scared."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Crystal sighed. "Brit, can I ask you a personal question?"
"You've already been asking me personal questions," Brit laughed.
"Good point. So you shouldn't mind this one. Have you ever been kissed?"
"If you're not talking about my dad and mom, then no."
"Do you know how?"
"Sure. You just put your lips together."
Crystal laughed. "Yes, that's the basics of it. But it's how you do it that's important."
"What do you mean?"
"Well... how can I put this into words? Um... I don't know. It would be easier to show you."
"Too bad Jeff's busy," Brit grinned.
"Yeah. Too bad. But actually, it might be better if I kissed you."
"Me?" asked Brit, astonished. "But..."
"But we're both girls!"
"Exactly. So it won't mean anything. If you were a boy and I kissed you, it would mean I was in love with you, or at least that I liked you a whole lot. But since you're a girl, we can go ahead and do it."
"I... I don't know..."
"Come on, Brit. How are you going to learn if you don't practice? I mean, what will happen when you finally meet a boy you like and he wants to kiss you? Don't you think you should learn how to do it first?"
How indeed? Crystal had a very good point. And after all, they were just girls. It just meant they were practicing, not that they liked each other in the same way that girlfriends and boyfriends liked each other. "I guess... I guess you're right," said Brit.
"Come here," said Crystal with a smile, leaning in. Brit took a deep, nervous breath, then brought her head forward.
The two girl's lips touched, and suddenly her nervousness melted away. Crystal was her best friend after all, and it felt so comfortable kissing her. In fact, it actually felt nice.
This is my first kiss! she suddenly realized, and that thought filled her with delight. She was glad it was with someone like Crystal, someone she could be comfortable with. The girl was right. If she had waited until she was with a boy she liked, she would be a mass of nerves, probably too shy to go through with it. At least with Crystal she didn't have to feel that way.
The two girls drew apart, perhaps a bit reluctantly. Crystal smiled at her. "See? That wasn't so bad," she said.
"I guess not," replied Brit.
Crystal suddenly grinned, and Brit knew she had something in mind. "Do you want to try something else?" she asked.
"What?" asked Brit.
"Do you want to try French kissing?"
"What's that?" asked Brit. Crystal burst out laughing, but Brit didn't think it was very funny. Seeing the look on her face, Crystal suddenly cut off the laugh.
"You mean you really don't know?" she asked.
"Look, Crystal, you're always teasing me about how I've led a sheltered life and I don't know anything. Okay, I admit it, it's true. Are you satisfied? So just tell me."
"I'll show you instead," said Crystal.
Brit shrugged. The two girls moved in again and pressed their lips together. This time, Crystal opened her mouth and Brit felt something between them pressing against her own lips. With shock, she realized that it was Crystal's tongue!
She jumped back. "What are you doing?" she demanded.
"That's French kissing," Crystal explained.
"But that's so gross!"
"The boys just love it. Jeff especially."
"You mean Jeff really let you do that to him?"
"He does it to me right back. I love it."
Brit considered. While the idea seemed disgusting at first, she imagined what it would feel like to let a boy put his tongue in her mouth, or even better, to put her own tongue in the boy's mouth. It would probably feel quite strange. But if the boys liked it, then maybe it wasn't so bad after all. Maybe she just needed to get used to it.
"We can try again if you want," she said.
"Okay," Crystal grinned. "But you have to open your mouth too this time."
Brit nodded. The two girls leaned in once more. This time, Crystal reached out and gently pulled Brit to her, and their bodies locked in an embrace. Their lips met and both girls opened their mouths. Brit felt Crystal's tongue enter her mouth and touch her own. It felt funny at first, but as Crystal held her there, she realized that it wasn't bad at all. She stuck out her own tongue, running it all over Crystal's. There was something very personal, very intimate about it. That was probably why people liked it, because it was sharing something that would be gross if done with someone who wasn't at least a good friend. In that way it was a lot like sex, she realized, something else she was inexperienced with. She knew about it on a technical level, but had never experienced it herself.
That was one thing, at least, that Crystal couldn't practice with her. She was surprised that she felt disappointed about that. But there was nothing to be done. One day she would meet a boy who would teach her all about it. Until then, she would have to be patient.
Crystal's body seemed unusually warm, and Brit wondered if she had a fever. From this close she could tell that Crystal's face was flushed, and as they hugged each other she could feel the girl's heart beating quickly in her chest. What was wrong?
Brit broke the kiss and drew back. "Are you okay?" she asked, concerned.
"I'm just fine," Crystal replied in a strange, breathy tone.
"Why wouldn't I be?"
Brit shrugged. "Okay, if you say so."
Crystal smiled warmly at her. "Is it okay if we try that again?" she asked.
Brit nodded. "Okay," she replied, leaning in again.
The two girls kissed some more, and Brit noticed that Crystal's reaction was the same. She wondered what could be causing that. Was it something to do with the kiss? Inexperienced as she was, she really couldn't tell.
One thing she did know was that she liked it. After her initial discomfort with Crystal's tongue touching her own, she decided that it was actually kind of fun. And with a sweet girl like Crystal to help her experiment, she knew she could just relax and enjoy it.
The hugging was nice too. Especially here in the cold mountain air, the warmth of her friend's body against her own soothed her. The two girls were practically sitting in each other's laps, arms wrapped around each other. She had decided to practice with Crystal in order to be ready when a boy wanted to do this with her, but right now, that was the furthest thing on her mind. She thought it would be nice just to keep kissing Crystal like this.
That thought suddenly alarmed her, and she pulled back. What was she thinking? She wasn't supposed to be enjoying it that much! They were both girls after all.
Crystal stared at her for a minute, noting the look of concern on Brit's face. Then she sighed.
It's too bad, she thought, that Brit's not interested in girls.
Brit had stopped the kissing a little earlier than Crystal had hoped. It felt wonderful and exciting, but unfortunately Brit was too reserved to let herself really enjoy it. There was no love there, just an uneasy and reluctant willingness to experiment. Perhaps Brit had sensed that Crystal was having too much fun, or perhaps she felt guilty, or perhaps she just didn't like it. For whatever reason, Brit had pulled away, leaving Crystal unsatisfied.
She decided to just let it go, despite wanting to continue. The two girls immediately returned to talking and laughing, as if the kissing had never happened. To see them now, one would have no idea that they had just been smooching a few minutes ago. Crystal caught herself staring at Brit several times as the two girls talked. She had been friends with Brit for a year now, but in these past few months, things had begun to change. It wasn't noticeable, at least to anyone except Crystal, but ever since that first time the two Williams sisters had made love, Crystal had begun to think of girls differently.
Brit was a very pretty girl, and very fun to be with. She was a little naive at times, but that was all part of her charm. Crystal liked how Brit looked, with her long, blond hair, big blue eyes, and little pouty lips that Crystal now knew were very nice to kiss. The boys at school were starting to notice her, which sometimes made Crystal jealous. Brit was her friend.
"You know, Brit," said Crystal, "I'm glad you're my friend."
"Just because it gives you an excuse to go after my brother," Brit laughed.
"I'm serious, Brit. I like you. Just like Jeff, you're fun to be around."
"Thanks," smiled Brit. "I like you too."
"Plus it gives me an excuse to go after your brother," Crystal grinned.
Brit laughed again. "Exactly," she said. "Crystal, did you really have sex with him?"
"I told you I did, didn't I?"
"And that wasn't a joke?"
"No it wasn't."
"But..." Brit began, then stopped.
"What?" asked Crystal.
"Well... I saw Jeff's thing this afternoon."
"Um, yeah. Wouldn't it be too big? I mean, if you're anything like me, it wouldn't fit."
Crystal almost burst out laughing. Brit really didn't understand.
"You have to loosen it up first," Crystal replied.
"Loosen it up?"
"Yeah, like when you play with yourself."
Brit blushed again. "I don't play with myself," she insisted. "That's dirty."
"And it's so much fun."
"But... I mean..."
"Brit, do you mean to tell me you've never touched yourself like that?" asked Crystal.
Brit shook her head.
"Oh," said Crystal. Then she had a wonderful idea. "Do you want me to show you how?" she asked.
Brit's eyes grew wide. "That's gross!" she said.
"No it isn't," Crystal insisted. "It feels really good. I take it you've never had an orgasm either."
Again she shook her head.
"Well once you do, you'll be addicted, just like I am. I'll show you."
"You don't have to!" Brit hurriedly said, but Crystal wasn't about to pass up this opportunity. The thought of stimulating herself with Brit watching excited her beyond belief. Maybe Brit would want Crystal to teach her. Maybe the two girls would do it together. Maybe that would lead to something more. That thought drove her crazy with lust.
Crystal made up her mind then. Perhaps not tonight, but one of these days, she would seduce Britney Primdale!
With that thought in mind, she pulled her tee-shirt over her head, then unfastened her shorts and slipped them off. Then she grasped the straps of her swimsuit and pulled them down, finally lifting her legs and letting the garment come free. There she sat, naked, in front of Brit.
She could see the girl sneaking glances at her body, and it felt good. She wondered if Brit had any lesbian tendencies. More likely, Brit didn't even know anything about that.
Crystal decided to have fun with her. "So what do you think of my boobs?" she asked with a grin.
"Ew!" said Brit, turning away.
"Ew?" Crystal repeated. "What's wrong with my boobs? Jeff really likes them."
"There's nothing wrong with them," Brit said.
"So you think they're pretty?"
"I don't know."
"Tell you what. Why don't you show me yours, and we'll compare."
"Brit," said Crystal. "There's nothing wrong with showing me your body. We're both girls after all. It would be wrong if one of us were a boy, but we're not."
"Well..." said Brit, hesitantly. That was a good sign. At least she was considering it.
"Don't be embarrassed, Brit," Crystal soothed. "Haven't you ever been curious about how your body compares to other girls' bodies?"
"I've seen other girls, in the shower after P.E. class for instance."
"But you haven't taken a nice, long look, have you? So you don't really know. Come on. It's perfectly okay. Kari and I have done it. So it's no big deal, really."
"Okay," Brit sighed. Crystal watched in eager anticipation as Brit pulled her shirt off over her head, then took off her shorts as well. That left only her swimsuit.
A little sheepishly, she slipped her swimsuit off. Crystal tried not to stare or show her delight as the girl's body came into view.
Her breasts were little more than swellings on her chest, but that was what made them so cute. They were nice and perky, with beautiful nipples. Crystal had a sudden strong desire to reach out and feel them. She wanted to run her hands all over Brit's body, to tickle and massage and tease her, to kiss her on her lips and neck and chest, to slip her nipples into her mouth and suck on them.
Then she glanced down between Brit's legs, and her excitement spiked. Brit's pussy was small and nearly hairless. The little hair that she had was light in color, though not quite as light as that on the top of her head. Crystal's was quite a bit darker, though part of that was due to the fact that she had more. Brit was just starting to develop after all.
Her little slit was just a line, closed up tightly with not even a trace of her clitoris at the top. Crystal would love to change that, to rub her and lick her and bring the little bud out of its hiding place, out in the open where she would stimulate it to the ultimate pleasure.
She knew, however, that she couldn't afford to go too fast. The last thing she needed was to scare Brit off. No matter how much she wanted to make love to her friend tonight, she realized that it would take weeks, or even months, of work to bring her around.
Still, she could have at least a little bit of fun tonight.
"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" asked Crystal.
"No, I guess not," Brit replied.
"Okay, now let's see... I think my boobs are a little bigger than yours." With that, she put her hands to her chest and cupped her tits in them, staring down. "Of course, that doesn't mean anything right now. We'll check our progress again in a couple of years. Besides, I think Jeff secretly likes small boobs."
Brit giggled, perhaps still a little nervously but at least willing to find humor in the situation.
"Neither of us compare to Kari in the boob department, though," Crystal grinned.
"And even Kari doesn't compare to someone like Allison," Brit responded.
"Have you ever seen her boobs?"
"No. But it's obvious when she wears tank tops or even tee-shirts sometimes."
"Especially wet tee-shirts," Crystal laughed, and Brit joined in.
"So anyway, you wanted me to show you how to play with yourself," Crystal commented.
"You're the one who wanted to show me," Brit insisted.
"Oh yeah." Crystal lay back on her sleeping bag and put a hand between her legs.
"You don't have to do that!" Brit exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" asked Crystal. "Aren't you curious?"
"Well... It's kind of embarrassing."
"Why? I'm the one doing it, not you. Just watch, Brit. I'll show you how it's done, then you can try it."
"I'm not going to try it!" she exclaimed.
"Oh, you're no fun. Well, at least you can watch me, then you can do it some other time when you're alone."
Crystal let her hand rub up and down her slit, very slowly at first. She gazed up at Brit, imagining what it would feel like to have her do it for her. That thought made her shudder in delight.
"What was that?" asked Brit, sensing the motion.
"Just a naughty thought," Crystal replied. "When you play with yourself, you should always have a naughty thought in mind. It makes it so much better."
Her hand on her pussy and those erotic images of Brit in her mind made her wet in no time. She spread her legs even wider, and this time her knee made contact with Brit's. That simple touch was enough to drive her wild. It was just their legs, but it did mean that their naked bodies were actually touching!
She started to moan as she touched herself. She wanted so much to close her eyes, but at the same time, she wanted to keep staring at her friend. The young girl was absolutely beautiful. Crystal wanted to hug her and kiss her and lay her down on the bed and make love to her.
That would have to wait for another night, though. She knew how innocent Brit was; it wouldn't do to hurt her just for the sake of one night of pleasure. And there was no guarantee that it would even work out; more likely she would scare the girl off and make her an enemy rather than a lover. Crystal decided to be patient with it. Her own hand, or her sister, or her sister's boyfriend, would have to satisfy her needs for now.
She let her fingers spread her lips, opening her up to Brit's view. The girl continued to watch, her eyes momentarily growing wide at the sight. Crystal loved to see that look of surprise on her face. Amazingly, there was no revulsion or disgust there, only curiosity.
"You see, Brit?" asked Crystal. When you get excited, your pussy gets wet. It helps the dick slide inside."
"Oh my god," Brit whispered.
"And you loosen up a lot. It's still a tight fit, especially with a guy like Jeff and a girl like me, but that makes it all the more pleasurable."
"Oh," said Brit. "I suppose... I suppose that makes sense."
Crystal had a sudden surge of boldness. "Here, I'll show you," she said. She reached over and grabbed Brit's hand.
"What are you doing?" Brit demanded.
"Feel it," Crystal told her.
"I'm not going to feel it!" insisted Brit. "That's gross!"
Crystal released her. "Oh, all right," she said. "Well, why don't you feel yourself then? Just do what I'm doing and you'll know what it feels like."
"I don't know..." Brit mumbled.
"Come on, Brit. I promise I won't tell anyone. This will be our little secret."
"I don't think I can."
"Don't you trust me?"
"Sure I trust you. I just... I don't feel right about it."
"Look, why don't you just try it for a few minutes. If you don't like it, you can stop."
Brit stared at her for a second, then she took a deep breath and nodded. She lay down on her own sleeping bag and spread her legs.
Now their legs overlapped, and Crystal nearly jumped at the contact as Brit's upper leg ended up on top of her own. Brit's legs were silky smooth, and very nice to the touch. It took all of Crystal's self-control to keep from reaching out and touching them right there.
She watched in fascination as Brit put her hand between her legs. The girl began to rub, but with stiff fingers and mechanical movements.
"No, not like that," Crystal said. "You have to relax. Remember, you're doing this to feel good. Be gentle with yourself, the way you would want your boyfriend to be. Watch me."
Brit glanced down between Crystal's legs as Crystal continued to rub herself. Brit started up again, but with a much softer and more natural motion than before.
"Very nice," Crystal commented in delight, loving the sight of this gorgeous little girl pleasuring herself.
"What?" asked Brit.
"I mean, very good," said Crystal. "That's the way to do it. How does it feel?"
"Well... I don't know..."
"At least tell me whether it feels good."
"Okay. It feels good."
"Are you getting wet?"
"Good. Now close your eyes and imagine a big, strong hunk of a guy putting his dick inside of you."
Brit shuddered, and Crystal grinned. Apparently the mental image had done its job.
"Wow!" said Brit. "You're right. Having a naughty thought really does work."
"You bet it does," Crystal said.
Brit needed no encouragement after that. Her breathing began to grow heavier as her hand continued to stimulate herself. Her other hand unconsciously went to one of her boobs and she pinched her nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Crystal was tempted to do the same for her other nipple, but restrained herself out of fear of the girl's reaction.
Some other night, she told herself again.
Brit's body was starting to respond to the stimulation. Her hips were moving of their own accord. Crystal watched in erotic fascination. What if Brit had her first orgasm tonight? What if Crystal was there to witness it? She was sure it wouldn't happen; Crystal hadn't achieved orgasm until she had masturbated several times. A girl's body had to get used to the sensation before it would surrender itself to the pleasure like that.
Crystal, however, had no such problem. In fact, as she watched her friend fondling herself in bed next to her, the pleasure began to mount in her own body. Her breaths were coming in gasps now and she knew she wouldn't last long.
Without even thinking about it, she reached out and grabbed Brit's hand, pulling it away from her breast. She moved it down in the space between them and held it firmly. Brit opened her eyes and glanced over in surprise at Crystal, who was nearly at her peak.
Her body locked up and she squeezed Brit's hand tightly. She shut her eyes and opened her mouth, but through sheer willpower managed to hold back the scream that would undoubtedly wake everyone in the camp. She felt her body spasming as she exploded into her climax, waves of pleasure spreading out from her hips to fill her whole body. She felt light-headed and dizzy as her other senses shut down, overwhelmed by the extreme pleasure.
It lasted only a few seconds, then began to ebb. Crystal let out the tension in her body, sighing out the breath that she had been holding. She let herself relax, but she continued to grasp her friend's hand as exhaustion overtook her.
She turned her head to the side and smiled weakly at Brit, who was staring at her in astonishment.
"Was that... was that an orgasm?" she asked.
"And that's what will happen to me if I keep doing this?"
Crystal nodded again. "It's the most wonderful feeling in the world," she said. "Of course, it's even better when someone else causes it."
"Like Jeff?" asked Brit.
Brit continued to watch her for a while longer, no longer stimulating her own body. It made Crystal wonder what she was thinking. Was Brit thinking how nice it would be to let Crystal do it for her? No, probably not. The thought had probably never occurred to her to do it with another girl.
"So are you done then?" asked Crystal.
"I suppose so," replied Brit. "I don't think I could have an orgasm with someone watching."
"Not the first time, anyway," Crystal grinned. "But once you're used to it, you'd be amazed at how much it helps the mood." She yawned and stretched. "I'm tired," she commented. "An orgasm takes a lot out of you."
"So do you want to go to sleep now?" asked Brit.
"Yes," Crystal replied. "Would you do me a favor?"
"Let's open up our sleeping bags and put them together. Then we can sleep in the same bed. It would be nice and warm that way."
Brit gazed at her with a puzzled expression for a minute, then shrugged. "Okay," she said. "I guess that would be all right. We're just girls after all."
"Just girls," Crystal repeated. She sat up just long enough to open and spread out her sleeping bag, then lay down again. Brit lay next to her, and the girls drew up the other sleeping bag as a cover. Crystal rolled over, then leaned in and gave Brit a kiss on the cheek.
"You're my best friend," she said.
"Thanks," Brit replied, blushing.
Crystal closed her eyes and smiled. Not tonight, she decided. Tonight we'll just sleep in each other's arms. That would have to be good enough for now. There would be other opportunities, slumber parties and sleepovers. She would continue to work on Brit, slowly and gradually. And then one night the two of them would become lovers.