When I was 13 I was staying over at a friends one night having a pyjama party. There were 8 of us in total and we had a great time. When it reach way past out bedtime and we were still wide awake one of the girls, Cassie I think, asked the rest of us if we had rubbed out button.

Now back then we call our pussy a 'cookie' and our clit a 'button'. Some of the other girls immediately agreed that they had and that they loved it. Another girl, Sally, said she didn't know what they meant. After the mocking died down they explained that if you spread your cookie's lips and rubbed your button, it felt really good. If you kept doing it you 'popped' and that felt amazing.

When they asked me if I had, I of course said I had, despite my lack of experience. I didn't want mocked like Sally.

The next night, Cassie's words fresh in my mind, I decided to try this out. Once I was in bed, tucked in by my mother, in care bear pyjamas, I slid my trousers down to my ankles and spread my legs at the knees, keeping my feet together.

Using my right hand I started to rub my cookie. It felt nice, relaxing, pleasant. So I did this for about 15 minutes before deciding to continue on with my exploration. I moved my left hand between my legs and used my fingers to spread the lips of my pussy. I was a little surprised to find it was a little wet. Worried I had peed myself without realising I grabbed a tissue and wiped myself.

I then started to rub my clit from side to side. That felt ok, but not really good as the girls had claimed. So I tried up and down then hit on the magic clockwise direction. By pressing my finger tips to my clit and moving them clockwise, a whole new world of self pleasure beckoned to me and I really started to enjoy what I was doing.

Before long I started speeding up and it wasn't that much longer before I 'popped' for the first time. Wow, it was simple amazing. Words failed me at the time and I knew I was addicted.

I also realised a side effect of this playing with myself was I got rather wet between the legs. I quickly decided this must be normal and didn't let it put me off.

From that night on, I rubbed my clit nightly and enjoyed a good orgasm that with practice got more intense and took longer to come as I practiced restraint and kept the rubbing slow.

As I approached my 14th birthday I was in my big sisters room one day and was looking for one of my tops that had gone missing. Our clothes got mixed up from time to time after the laundry was done so I was looking in her stuff for it.

She was 18 at the time, about a foot taller than me and 2 cup sizes bigger meaning there was no way she was ever wearing my top, but it might have been put away without her noticing.

As I looked through her clothes hamper, my hand touched on something hard, plastic and smooth. I pulled it out to reveal a vibrator. Now I had no idea what it was and looked it over a little confused. It was about 3 inches long, shaped like a bullet and had wire that led from it to a small control box/battery pack.

The box had 2 buttons. One marked power and the other speed. The back had printed instructions.

"Press gently to clitoris and activate. Adjust speed for maximum pleasure"

By now I knew that a girl's button was actually a clit so I was very curious as to what this device did.

With nobody in the house I dropped my cotton panties, lifted my skirt and spread my pussy lips. Pressing the pink bullet to my clit and pressed the power button.

Setting 1, of 3, was quite a slow vibration, but it nearly made me climax there and then. So used to gently slow rubbing, with the odd fast rub near the end, my clit 'exploded' when it felt the vibrations from the bullet.

I fell back onto my sisters bed and spent the next hour enjoying climax after climax as I explored the 3 speeds. Setting 2 was quite fast and setting 3 made my fingers tingle and my clit throb after a few seconds use.

This was the most orgasms I had ever had in such a short space of time. Until then 2 in as many hours was about the most I normally gave myself, but this bullet gave me about 8 over the course of an hour.

From that point on I used the bullet whenever I could, whenever I had the house to myself. I also once heard my sister use it. Walking past her room, her door not quite closed right, I heard a familiar buzzing and my sister whimpering. Thinking of the pleasure she was having I immediately rushed to bed and rubbed myself that night to 3 orgasms before falling asleep exhausted.

The next 2 years were pretty straight forward. I used my fingers at night and my sisters bullet when I could. I wasn't interested in guys and the idea of one of them sticking parts of himself in me made my stomach turn, but I didn't realise at that time I was a lesbian.

As my 16th birthday passed, our house ended up with a dog. My dad's best friend passed away and his dog came to live with us. It was only 4 years old, a cross between a Labrador and a collie.

By this time my favourite self pleasuring position was to be naked and lie back on a large beanbag I had in my room. I would have my feet flat on the floor, my legs spread and my body almost horizontal, my head tilted back.

I could lie like this for a long time playing with my pussy. Sometimes I would move about and try it on my knees reaching between my legs to play with my pussy or reaching behind to play with my ass. Or I would stay on my back and lift my legs up, trying to put my feet behind my head to give me better ass and pussy access.

Well one day shortly after the dog, Ben, came into our lives I was lying back on my beanbag, in the usual position, rubbing away and listening to music at the same time. head back, eyes closed, totally unaware that Ben had come to see me.

He obviously liked what he saw or smelled that day as he came right over to me and stuck his tongue into my pussy. Well I almost shit myself and leaped into the air. I scolded Ben, which was a shame, it wasn't his fault and sat there whether I should lock him outside until I was done.

Then a thought came to me. Some of the girls in school had by now experimented with oral sex with their eager boyfriends, both giving and receiving, so were able to tell of how good being "eaten out" was.

I had no intention of letting a boy do that to me, but here was Ben, eager to lick away.

So lying back once more, I encouraged Ben to join in. He didn't take long to decide this was a good idea and started lapping away.

At first it was a little weird, but as I got into it the pleasure started to flow. It felt really good. If I rubbed my clit at the same time it was amazing. Ben was eager to please and happily licked into my pussy to get my juices, which were flowing freely now. It took a fraction of the normal time for me to be exhausted as orgasm after orgasm hit me until I was spent.

For the next year I spent a lot of time with Ben as my new best friend, he even started sleeping on the foot of my bed at nights, so I had easy access if I woke in the middle of the night horny.

The night of my 17th birthday was spent at my best friend Jessica's. By now I was noticing girls in the same way as my male classmates had been for a few years now. Showering after netball was spent checking out my team-mates, my thoughts at night were full of what I would like to try out with them if I had the chance.

My time online, when home alone, was spent looking at pictures of naked girls. I spent many a pleasurable time masturbating to these pictures and the odd video clip. I would use my fingers, or my sisters bullet, Ben's tongue and even once a cucumber from the fridge downstairs.

That night at Jessica's I was wearing a skimpy pyjama top and a pair of loose shorts. She had a similarly skimpy top and a pair of baggy pyjama trousers on. Neither of us had underwear on and our breasts kept threatening to pop out of our tops when we bent over or moved suddenly.

Jessica was cute but had been my best friend for years so I never thought of her in that way. well not often. Like I said, she was cute.

We had been having a laugh, watching chick flicks and drinking wine (her brother had been ever so kind to go and buy some for us. Jessica said he had a crush on me) so were drunk, in high spirits and thinking of sex & romance.

About midnight I lay back on the double bed we would be sharing and joked about how I wish I would find somebody as I was fed up being single. Jessica asked what kind of person was I looking for and without thinking I described a tall, blonde, shapely female with nice breasts, great legs and a lovely warm personality.

This was the first time I had told anybody about my same sex feelings and Jessica went quiet.

As I lay there cursing, wondering what this sudden revelation had done to our friendship, I felt her hand slide up my right leg, under my shorts and then stop on my pussy.

I looked over at her to see her with an odd little smile on her face. She then said "I'm not blonde, I don't think my breasts are nice or my legs great, but I'm tall and have a warm personality."

I must have sat, a little shocked, for a bit too long as she pulled her hand away and moved from the bed looking a little embarrassed and a little upset.

I moved over to her, knelt down and told her that her breasts were lovely, her legs just perfect and brunettes were just as good as blondes, then kissed her.

We spent the next hour kissing, moving onto the bed to lie next to one another. After this hour I slid my hand under her top, pushed it up over her breasts, then started to lick and suck the nipples. My hand then went between her legs and for the first time I put my skills to use on another girl.

It didn't take us long to get naked and really start to explore one another. I was determined to lick and kiss her all over, spending lots of time on those lovely breasts, her tight anus and that hot, wet, tasty pussy. She seemed to share by determination and that night was a whirlwind of pleasure and lesbian sex.

Over the next year and a half we had sex lots, in various places. I introduced her to my techniques for pleasure, my sister's bullet and Ben's tongue. She introduced me to her techniques, her mother's rubber dildo and the joy of placing your clit directly under a gushing tap. Together we explored deeper into the world of sex toys (buying a number online), vegetables (my mother thought I was turning vegetarian at one point) and the fun of voyeur and exhibitionism.

One night, 8 months into our relationship, we were walking home one night from a show, hand in hand, through the local park. By now we had made love in amongst the trees on one side of the park and I was asking as to whether Jessica would like a quick night time session. She was open to the idea and we headed over. The trees sat on a hill at the edge of the park. Not a big one, but enough that from the trees you could see into the 1st floor windows of the houses that backed onto the park, separated by a fence.

As Jess and I started to kiss and loosen our clothing, I noticed that the house closest to us, had lights on in the upstairs bedroom at the rear of the house, the curtains open and that the couple of the house were fucking doggy style.

I pointed this out to Jess and we stood watching this for an hour. During this time we both dropped out jeans and panties to the ground and with the cool night time breeze playing over our pussies, rubbed one another's clit while enjoying the show.

The couple were in their late 20's and were very energetic. They fucked in a couple of different positions and kept up a steady, quick pace the whole time. Once they finished and put the light out, Jess and I quickly finished one another and headed home.

The following night we decided to have another look just in case and were rewarded with arriving just as the couple were undressing. What followed was 2 hours of sex watched by us both, during which we stripped and stood there pleasuring one another while the couple enjoyed themselves.

It turned out that this 2 hour session of hot sex was an almost nightly occurrence, with only the odd night here and there off. Jess and I started going out in the evenings to the park, most nights, buying a telescope and a couple of astronomy books (as a cover). The telescope allowed for some close up watching, but on the whole we liked just standing there pleasuring ourselves while watching the show.

A month of this and Jess and I decided we would like to try out this being watched thing ourselves, but how to arrange it was the question.

I suggested we try to enlist the very couple we ourselves watched as a sort of thank you for what we had seen over the past month. Jess agreed so we sent an anonymous letter to them explaining that we were a couple of girls in our late teens, who were lesbian lovers and had been watching them from the hill in the park, for a little while now.

If they were interested in watching us make love sometime, I asked them to keep leaving the curtains open at night. Otherwise if the closed the curtains we wouldn't bother them again and stop attending the hill at night.

The next night we stood among the trees and watched the couple fuck in front of the open curtains. When they finished, the woman waved at us (though we were confident they wouldn’t be able to actually see us) before they put the lights out.

The next day Jess and I went round to the couple's house and introduced ourselves.

They were friendly, keen to watch us make love and had always fucked in front of the open curtains, with lights on, in the hope they would be seen so were thrilled that they finally had been.

They asked when were we willing to let them watch, to which I suggested that as Jess and I always get so turned on watching them that if they let us sit in the room that night while they had sex, they could then watch us when they were done.

They loved this idea and we headed upstairs. The 4 of us all stripped (which pleased the guy no end. Not only was he getting to fuck his hot wife, he had 2 naked teenage girls to add to his visual stimulation).

The sex was even more frantic and passionate than normal and Jess and I were horny as she dogs in heat by the time they exhausted themselves. Once they finally finished, they sat back on the bed (the wife scooping cum from her dripping pussy into her mouth) and waited for us to begin.

Jess and I flew on one another and enjoyed a very intense hour and a half of great lesbian pleasure. When we finally reached our finish for the night we collapsed in a heap of tangled, sweaty, naked limbs and grinned over at the couple.

The guys cock was throbbing and in the end his wife had to suck him off to stop his arousal.

They loved the show and from that point on we joined them on a regular basis, eventually leading up to the husband watching Jess and I tag team his wife on some nights, before he hand jobbed himself all over her when we were done.

On the lead up to my 19th birthday I left for college, leaving the town I had grown up in, my parents and my friends behind. I also left Jessica behind. By that point our relationship was sex only, no emotional side to it, so we split and decided to return to being just friends.

My time at college introduced me to so much fun and sex. I had one night stands with girls I met in clubs, enjoyed all girl group sex sessions, hooked up with strangers I met online for afternoons of girl on girl fucking before going our separate ways, still not knowing the others real name and woke up one morning naked, having gone to an all girl party and got so drunk I passed out.

The Polaroid’s lying around me showed me just what my female classmates had done to me while I was out. Gathering the pictures up I then spent a good few months getting them into bed one by one and having them redo what they did in the pictures, when I was awake to enjoy it.

Then I met Ben. A gay guy a month older than me who upon first meeting me was a little drunk and stuck his tongue out at me. I laughed so hard at this that when I could breath again I had to explain that I had a dog called Ben back home who always stuck his tongue out. I choose to explain what I did with it though.

Ben and I became firm friends. He was a male friend I knew didn't want to fuck me and I was a female friend he knew didn't want to fuck him. It was great. Then it got better.

During second year Ben and I were in his room playing poker. He suggested, laughingly, that we play strip poker and I agreed, also laughingly.

Well sometime later we were both down to 1 item of clothing. I had a thong, he had his shorts. He had seen my breasts before when we went cloths shopping, so there was no problem there.

He won the next hand and off came my thong. He had never seen my pussy before and commented that it was cute and that he didn't expect it to be completely clean shaven.

I advised that is was only fair he take his shorts off so we could be equal again in our friendship. He protested but I didn't give him a chance to refuse. The shorts came off.

To my surprise he was sporting an erection.

Embarrassed he explained that he often got hard around me these days. He enjoyed his time with me so much and had found himself appreciating my body that he got aroused, something that didn't happen with any other girl.

As he sat there, telling me this, he looked upset and unhappy. He went on to say he was more than a little confused, unsure now of his own sexuality and what did this mean for our friendship.

Thinking over what he said I did what my heart was telling me to do. I went over, sat in his lap and kissed him. After a few minutes of this, he asked if I had ever had heterosexual sex. I said no and he confirmed that neither had he.

So I asked him to make love to me and he did. I was certainly no stranger to orgasms, both small and mind blowing, but that night was unlike anything I had ever experienced.

He started shyly, unsure of what to do and where to do it. He started with sucking my toes, then kissed his way up to my thighs. Parting my legs he started to stroke my pussy before kissing it.

Spreading my legs I gave him more access and sighed as he started to lick at my clit. Starting off slowly he picked up speed and licked more firmly, his fingers sliding into me and exploring the unfamiliar sensations.

I dug my heels in and gasped as the first orgasm hit me. He lifted my legs up, folding me double and started tongue fucking me while teasing my anus with a finger. Again I orgasmed and I called out name begging him for more.

He obliged by keeping me in that position for another orgasm then letting my legs down. He kissed his way over my belly, licking my bellybutton the kissed his way to my breasts.

With his erection pressing against my wet slit he stroked and kissed my breasts, sucked my nipples and buried his face in my chest, thoroughly enjoying himself. Then he moved up a little more and kissed me on my mouth, before sucking my tongue.

At this I rolled him off me and straddled him, rubbing my clit against his cock. I then kissed down his chest, over his belly, licked his button and then kissed the top of his throbbing member.

A drop of pre-cum leaked out and I flicked out my tongue to taste it. I tried to decide how I should pleasure him. Should I kiss it all over, lick his balls or just start sucking? Deciding to get right into it I slid his length into my mouth as far as I could.

Accompanied by his moans of pleasure I slid my mouth up and down his cock, simulating the in and out motion of sex, using my mouth as a pussy. In time I would learn other ways to suck cock but for now as a beginner, he got his cock being slid in and out.

He seemed to enjoy it anyway.

I got into the rhythm and would have gone all the way but he wanted more, for both of us so guided me back to his mouth with my slit against his cock.

A quick passionate kiss later and I adjusted to position the top of his erection against my opening and impaled myself. It wasn't the longest thing I'd ever had in me or the thickest, but it was the first real cock and something about that really really turned me on.

I rode him like a cowboy does a bucking steer and screamed out with pleasure as the orgasms hit. He spanked my ass and called me his naughty princess, even reaching round to finger my ass while I rode his cock.

When he cried out and gushed his hot cum into me I was in heaven, the sensation was unlike anything I had ever had I was instantly addicted.

That night made a straight girl of me in more way than one. I no longer have girl on girl sex, I no longer get up to all the kinky stuff I used to with strangers or drunk people in bars. Now I'm a one man girl.

He also went straight and is now mine alone.

We are due to be married next year, having spent the last 4 years together in bliss. We fuck almost nightly, have enjoyed exploring the joys of hetero-sex together and we've both confessed to each other all the stuff we got up to over the years in the search for physical stimulation.

Well I hope you've enjoyed my tale but this it the end and I'm off to put a smile on his face. He's due home soon and I think I'll put on my schoolgirl outfit with the crotch-less panties and peephole bra for his arrival. If I'm lucky he'll spank me and call me his naughty princess again.

xxxx