As we snogged she parted her thighs as my finger moved up and down her gash through her knickers, I was gagging for it.Her arms around my neck her han... on the back of my head as her tongue was entwined with mine, as I slipped my hand down the front of her knickers she parted her thighs a little more and moaned as my finger rubbed her slit, I was surprised to feel that she didn’t have much in the way of hair but we were both 14.Then I managed to get my finger inside her she was so moist, I. I work out and it shows. My curly blonde hair and blue eyes were attractive enough to pick up women without any crazy lines. Still she wasn't convinced."Lucky guess again," she said."If you think so," I said. "My name is Lucas, and yours?"She took me hand. "Barbara," she said.Ah, the power in a name. I have never given my true name myself until tonight but it was just that kind of a night. I held her name in my mind and the other parts of her opened to me like a lover's thighs."Well Barbara,. I am a woman, but I guess I never have had the more frilly womanly characteristics. The down side of my genetic makeup has always been found in the relationship with my wonderful husband, Jon. I say wonderful because he has stuck with me through all my peculiar habits, and has abided that other side of me that I am about to tell you about. As much as I loved Jon, and as much as I thrilled in his company, I was not blessed with a sex drive to speak of. Oh sure, I enjoyed sex when we made the. "When do you turn 18?" she asked."Next month, on the 20th."She nodded and flipped through a calendar. "All right. Unbutton your blouse."I'd been told this would happen and worn my best bra, a white lace demi-cup. She checked me out with a detached look on her face, and then motioned for me to fasten up again."Do you have any problem going topless?" No, not really." A lot of girls do, especially if they have a big bosom. Come to think of it, it doesn't matter how big their chest is. Teenage.