A Journey of Sexual Discovery
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"Missy? I'm glad we shaved our pussies. They look so sexy, so right!"
"Me too, Sherry! I think I'll shave my pussy from now on. No more hairiness for me!"
"Me too, Missy... me too!" I replied as I slid my hand down to her hips and pulled her now bald mound close against mine.
Part 9: We both were still so excited, exploring the new sensations we felt from our pussies now so smooth and hairless! I pushed Missy on to her back and bent forward to examine her smooth pubic mound. Her skin color there, which I hadn't noticed before, was a light red color. She looked at my own bare mound, it was darker than the rest of my skin, the Native American in me I guess. I lay down next to her and we slowly French kissed for the longest time whilst fingering each other's pussy. She would take her fingers and stroke my hooded clit, making it peek out all pink and wet, it stood up a half an inch, it would throb in time with my pulse. Missy was fascinated with my clit and how it looked. Seems like she never tired of playing with it. Both of us were fascinated with our new look. Our `Mons Venus' as the books call it, were now so slick and free of hair. It was so erotic to me personally. We both fell asleep cuddled in each other's arms. Around midnight, I woke up to the sound of a hot rod car racing down our street. Next Missy stirred and rose up, her breasts still slightly moist from our previous exertions. She got to her feet and reached over to pull me up to mine. "C'mon, let's go get freshened up a bit." She told me. So, we went to the bathroom and ran a cool wet washcloth over our faces and upper chest areas. It felt so refreshing! We went back to my room and talked for a while. We promised to be close friends to each other for as long as we lived and to get together for "girl time" even if we got married and had children. We both like boys, it is just they can be such jerks most of the time. My mom had told me that most boys grow out of being jerks by the time they're 25 or so. Both her and dad said I should wait to get married until I'm at least 25 or so, because so much changes in the years from high school graduation to our mid-twenties. I felt so close to Missy, she is so neat and such a rascal! We talked about what we wanted to study in college and professions that may be best for us. Soon though, talk turned to sex and especially girl on girl sex. "Missy? I am so glad we have become so close. I really enjoy sex with you. You are so giving and sensuous. Your pussy is so tasty too!" I told her. "Mmmmm... thank you! That's so kind of you Sherry. I love your pussy too, it's wonderful scent and your large clit. I like sucking on it, it's sorta like a small version of a boy's penis!" Missy giggled as she said that. "Sherry? I have a couple of more surprises for you tonight. First, I was able to get some hashish from my aunt, she's so cool. Second, there's another lil' plaything I brought with me that she gave me two years ago. It's an antique dildo made from elephant ivory. Her grandmother first had it, then gifted it to her mom and now she's gifted it to me since all she had was boys born to her. So... ya wanna smoke some hash? It's a different high... sorta more centered on the body rather than the head. I think you'll enjoy it! Ya wanna see what the dildo looks like?" Missy said as she pulled a small velvet pouch out of her purse. She opened the pouch and pulled out the ivory dildo. It was about six inches long and maybe an inch in diameter. The surface was slightly yellowed and very glossy smoothly polished. It tapered to a blunt end with slightly flared edge about an inch down, like the way a boy's penis is. The bottom had a Chinese symbol on it. She handed it to me, it was cool to the touch, yet warmed up after a bit in my hand. I smelled it, nothing there to speak of. (For some reason I thought that it would smell like pussy...!) I gave it back to her and then she pulled out a little tiny corn cob pipe that had a mesh screen in it, the bowl about a half inch in size with about a three-inch reed stem on it. She opened a small aluminum container and took the hash out. It was greenish-brown and a thin cake. I could smell it... WOW did it smell good! She took a small piece, the size of a small pea and put it in the bowl. She slowly lit it, inhaling gently till it just glowed slightly and stopped. She held to smoke in but then she coughed uncontrollably. The smoke hit me in the face and I was surprised at how much there was for such a small inhale. "Ya... got... a... be... careful with this. It expands in your lungs." She cautioned me, handing me the pipe. I took the pipe and Missy lit the bowl while I inhaled slightly... COUGH... wow I felt a rush to my head and sudden warmth flow through my entire body. I became instantly relaxed. She told me to get my breath and then take another hit, which I did. This one REALLY got all my nerves excited and my body was so warrrmmmm! Missy then took a second hit herself and set the pipe down. We sat on the bed looking at each other, totally nude and soooo stoned. The light was a little bright so I stumbled off the bed and lit one candle on my dresser and turned out all the other light. I joined Missy again on the bed, we embraced, feeling each other's warm bodies. She kissed me softly, then lay me on my back while she positioned her pussy toward my head while she bent her head down on my pussy. We began to nuzzle and lick each other gently, inhaling each other's scent. My head began to spin, my legs spread as wide as possible as I felt her probing tongue plunge deep into my vulva's lips. I returned the favor, soon we were both moaning, licking, sighing as we pleasured the other. Her orgasm came first, a trickle of juice coating my lips, then I followed as she greedily lapped up my emission. We spent the rest of the night pleasuring each other as if the night would never end. In the morning, we took a shower together, got dressed and had a light breakfast. Missy had to get home after breakfast, so I walked her to her car and gave her a peck on her cheek as she got into her car. As I walked back to the house I saw Mrs. Williams standing on her front porch waving at me and smiling. She beckoned for me to come over. I walked to the porch, she was wearing a thin silk dress, no sleeve and a deep V-cut showing her firm breasts with nipples brushing against the fabric. "Good morning Sherry! Did you and your friend have a nice evening together?" She asked, smiling in a knowing way. "I thought your parents said you were going to be alone? Oh well, no matter. She is a pretty thing, isn't she?" "Yes... she is, her name is Missy. We're good friends and I didn't think my parents would mind." I replied. "Oh, no matter Sherry. Would you like to come in for a while? We can chat and have some scones I just pulled out of the oven." She asked me. "Oh... okay. I just ate but do I love scones Mrs. Williams." "Oh, please Sherry, you can call me by my first name, it's Carol." She implored as she grasped my hand and led me into her home. Carol's house was nicely furnished, bright colors and it smelled of freshly baked scones. We sat at the kitchen table and munched on the warm scones with butter and coffee. She kept looking at me with warm eyes, they would wander down to my chest and lower to glance at my legs. I was wearing a form-fitting sweater and short-shorts with sneakers and ankle socks. After we finished eating she took me around the house, showing me the various rooms. When we got to the master bedroom, it was so lavish with leather furniture and a California King bed. She bent over a couple of times facing me and her perky firm breasts would slightly slip out of the V-notch of the silk dress. Her nipples were poking out about a quarter inch, round and fully firm. I felt a warm feeling seeing an older woman's breasts for the first time. They were so lovely, lightly sprinkled with faint freckles on her alabaster skin. She also smelled enticing, like a musk-type of odor. Maybe a musk oil or something like that. "Ya know Sherry, that bed is where I have some of my best times. My husband and I really enjoy having sex on that bed." Carol told me, winking at me. "I also entertain close friends on this bed when my hubby is away." I blushed in embarrassment, my skin flushed with warmth. She got closer to me and I felt her hand slide up my side, brushing the side of breast. I felt my pussy getting moist. "Sherry... You're welcome here anytime, I want you to know that. You're such a pretty girl and I bet quite sexy too when you're behind closed doors." She told me in an airy sexy tone of voice as her tongue slipped around the edge of her lips. I could feel her body heat too. "Uh... oh... my... okay. You're pretty too Carol." I stammered in reply. She pulled me closer and I felt her firm breasts against mine. She was warm and smelled oh so nice! A rush of excitement flowed from head to toe. She slipped her hand down to the small of my back and caressed it. "Ummm... uh... Mrs. Williams... uh I mean Carol. I really need to get going if that's okay with you." I mumbled uncomfortably, stepping back away from her. "That's okay sweetie. There will be more times to come in the future, maybe sooner, if you want." Carol softly said. "I think we can have some very good times together." She walked me to the door, her arm around my waist, gently caressing it. She gave me a warm hug and then I walked across the lawn to my house. My body tingling with feelings and excitement that I wasn't quite sure how to deal with.