When I was a kid I fooled around with some of my girl friends. It was mostly with Pamela and Jenny. We were 7 or 8 years old. We would spend the night together and look at each other's pussies. It was Pamela's idea, and she called them cunnies. The looking became touching and the touching became kissing and licking. We liked to do it a lot. Pamela especially liked it when Jenny and I laid between her legs and took turns licking her cunny. Iliked it when they licked me too. Pamela's dad caught us once but we didn't get in trouble. He just told us to keep going while he watched and put his hand in his pants. He was totally playing with himself, but I didn't know at the time, you know? Then he told us that we shouldn't get caught any more and not to tell anybody. After that we didn't do it at Pamela's house any more because her dad was hanging around all the time or coming in the living room late at night while we were sleeping. So we did it outdoors in the treehouse or at Jenny's house or my house.

Jenny moved away and Pamela and I got even closer. We figured out how to 69 and all that. We tried to get some other girls in our school to do it too. We got Paula to play with us a couple of times, and we got Teri and Beth to play with us once, but that was it. When we were older we got Pamela's sister to play with us. She was three years younger. Her name was Tracy and she had just started at our school when we played with her, so she was about six and me and Pamela were about nine. We got her to lick us a lot and put her finger inside us. Tracy liked it and always wanted to play with us, but we could never do it at Pamela's house because her dad was always around. So we'd have to go to the treehouse again or to my attic. Sometimes Pamela brought Tracy to spend the night at my house and then we'd all sleep in a pile of blankets on the fold out couch and play with each other's cunnies.

In fifth grade Pamela got a new best friend and she became my worst enemy. I told a lot of my other friends that she was a lesbo, that she did it with her dad and sister, and other stuff. Halfway through the year she was transferred and I never saw her again.

I tried to get my other friends to play with me. Beth did it with me a couple more times but then she started telling me that God thought it was wrong. I wasn't raised religious so I just stopped asking her over to spend the night.

In eighth grade I got a good babysitting job for the Turners down the street. They would go out every Friday night and hire me to watch their kids. Sometimes they would not get home until 3 in the morning, or even sunrise, so I slept there a lot. My parents were cool about it. The Turners paid me pretty well. They had two daughters, Lisa and Libby, who were 7 and 9 years old. I was 13 and all I could think of when I looked at them was what I did when I was that age. When I bathed them together I tickled their cunnies and told them to play with each other. They looked so cute in the bathtub with their fingers on each other's cunnies. I got real hot and got in the tub with them. I had a little tuft of pubic hair on my cunny and they thought that was weird. Then they played with my cunny and I actually had an orgasm which scared Lisa (the younger one). We stayed in the tub for a while playing with each other. I told them we were washing our cunnies in a special way. They said that their mom washed their cunnies but not like this, and I told them not to tell their mommy what we were doing. I knew their mom would flip if she knew. So we got out and dried off, then I took them to their bedrooms and played with their cunnies some more. Then I dressed them for bed and tucked them in.

Every time I babysat them we did this, so every Friday night I got to play with these two girls. Every time they made me cum I would almost cry it was so good. Around this time my parents wanted me to join the swim team at the country club. I didn't want to because the coach was a lesbo, or that's what everybody said. It was weird, since I was doing all this lesbo stuff, but was afraid of the lesbo coach. My parents talked me into it and I really enjoyed it. The coach, Vanessa Holden, was actually pretty cool. She was medium height, stocky, with real short hair that was dyed blonde. She was pretty sexy and about 30 years old. She was a lesbo too but as far as I know I was the only one she did anything with. Practice was on Sunday mornings. Vanessa wanted me to work with her an extra hour after everybody else had left, and I agreed because I wanted to win swim meets but also because I thought she was really hot. It didn't take long for her to make a real pass at me, but before that she was staring at me a lot and feeling me up while coaching me on my technique and form. My tits were growing and so was my pubic hair, and she noticed. Sometimes we would have horseplay in the pool and I got to feel her then, like once when I jumped on her back and reached around and grabbed her tits. I felt her nipples get hard and she jumped up and tried to shake me off but she was laughing too much. Finally she put her hands over mine and just sort of stood there in the middle of the pool, holding my hands. Nobody else was around.....(cont)