Date: Mon, 18 Mar 2013 08:05:19 -0700
From: naomiknowsit <naomiknowsit@dslextreme.com>
Subject: First Touching

Nadia was not new to her feelings for other girls. Now 11 she had them
come to her in a whirlwind when she was 9.
She lived with them basically alone. Her mom of course saw her still as
her little girl. And her physical appearance indeed was that still of that
little girl, Her friends were giggling about boys if they thought of sex at
all. No one older wold go near her even if they knew her feelings,
because of her age.
For two years it had been like an ember inside of Nadia always glowing.
She had little idea of what the feelings meant although she was sure they
had to do with sex.
She looked at her friends differently. She would be talking even about
schoolwork with a friend and then discover herself watching her friend's
lips, mouth, and thinking of kissing her.
She would see a favorite teacher waking down the hall and take notice
through the woman's blouse of her bra strap or slip. And in class how
often did she find her eyes picking out the panty line of her teacher. And
when she went for help she would peek as best she could down her
blouse seeing no more than the lace of her teacher's brassiere.
At sleep overs all the girls were concerned about their look as they
would be when grown, as women are. And Nadia found herself
surreptitiously looking at her friends, at their formless bodies, at their
panties, hoping they would not see her looking.
Yes certainly some of Nadia's friends were feeling things as Nadia was
but how could Nadia know? If she asked and the girl was totally not
feeling the same it would be the end of a friendship and shunning by
others.
So Nadia was essentially alone with her feelings. She did not mind them
except for the aloneness. She knew what a lesbian was and indeed
thought that was what she was, not considering girls can outgrow those
feelings as they become older.
Nadia invited friends to sleep over individually. Her mother nicely had
two single beds in her room and they would whisper and giggle and talk
from those beds. And on the infrequent occasion when a girl might
suggest they sleep in the same bed it meant no more than closeness and a
hug maybe although for Nadia the feelings ran much much deeper.
Despite two years Nadia showed no sign of any physical maturing. Her
body remained like a stick and hairless everywhere while her feelings
remained that ever present ember perhaps glowing a bit brighter inside
her.
Tisha was a new girl to Nadia's school and to her math class. She
entered and her starting looks went to Nadia fully.
Tisha was a Black girl...one of only a few at the private school. She was
deeply black in color, as if no white blood was in her ancestry. But that
was belied by high cheekbones and "good Hair" to complement her wide
dark eyes and full mouth.
Everyone immediately was taken by Tisha's bright smile and easy way
and it happened she sat next to Nadia who was flustered some by her
feelings for this new girl.
Nadia made friends with Tisha from her desire to and simply because
they sat next to one another. She found out Tisha was of all things
younger than Nadia, 10. Another reason for them to work together was
that both of them were in an advanced class and the other girls older. It
meant of course Nadia and Tisha were both quite smart.
All of the pent up feelings inside Nadia became directed almost
exclusively toward Tisha...she watched her mouth, looked at her bra
strap through a blouse, longed for her but still unsure of the full meaning
of the longings
Tisha was like Nadia in one respect: she too had come to her feelings
very early, also at about 9. But ion another respect she was different: She
fully recognized her feelings, that she liked girls, and was comfortable
with the ramifications of those feelings even if with her own stick figure
and total hairless body below she had not yet experienced more than
practice kissing.
And Tisha found Nadia very attractive, very much someone she hoped
might bring her someone close, physically and emotionally, to share the
feelings she felt. But of course she could not know if Nadia felt as she
did for other females.

Nadia asked Tisha to sleep over and Tisha gladly said yes. They studied
together, giggled about school nonsense, ate dinner with Nadia's mother,
and turned in.
Nadia practically looked through her bathroom door behind which Tisha
was changing into pajamas and almost forgot herself to take the time to
change into her own pajamas.
They laughed at each other's PJS and got into the separate beds and
talked and talked and it was Tisha who said would Nadia mind if Tisha
cam into Nadia's bed so they could whisper and be closer.
Nadia wanted it so much, the ember all night seeming to be ever present
and now so much more so as Tisha got under the covers and did not
hesitate to cuddle with her friend.
The warmth of Tisha through their pajamas was palpable and sweet and
made Nadia yearn for...she did not know exactly what while Tisha
feelings were as warm and even though she was younger more informed.
The first touch came when Tisha smiled and deeply looked into her
friend's eyes in the glow of the bedlam and then put her hand to Nadia's
face and caressed it.
"You are such a good friend, made me feel welcome and...I..I love you,"
Tisha said with Nadia nodding.
That was ll the first touch.
Eventually they fell asleep each content and secure and feeling warm the
other's arms and at breakfast they were smiling secretively and giggling
more than Nadia's mother was used to seeing her daughter giggle
Days went by with glances between the girls in class and at lunch and as
they worked on math together until finally Nadia again asked Tisha to
sleep over, something always wanting inside of the Black girl.
Tisha again was bold even though younger and asked her friend if they
might look at each other in the mirror and just see how things were
going as Tisha put it.
Oh Nadia wanted that as much as she feared it and felt her ember glow
so much more. She blushed and nodded and watched as Tisha removed
everything but her panty which seemed to glow against her richly dark
skin.
Tisha felt Nadia's eyes and loved the feeling because she loved girls and
knew it and because she loved Nadia in particular.
Now Tisha watched with deep devotion as Nadia hesitantly let herself go
down to her own white panties.
There was a long moment as they looked at one another before they held
hands and looked at themselves in the full length mirror, as if doing that
meant somehow they weren't actually looking at one another.
Nadia saw that the rich darkness of Tisha's skin was really still a soft
brown compared to the almost purple blackness of her surprisingly wide
aureoles which seemed as if they were pebbled and whose centered
nipples stood out hard because of Tisha's sweet love for Nadia. Tisha's
thighs were non-existent although her rear did stand out some.
Tisha saw the delicate whiteness of Nadia's skin. Auburn haired Nadia
had the skin of a redheaded girl, with freckles streaming all over her and
with Tisha's eyes trying to take in every last one. Nadia's aureoles were
smaller and a deep pink and more silken than pebbled while her nipples
while also erect with her feedings were less so. She also had no thighs.
The girls tried to remain neutral, talking about how they needed figures,
how they hoped something would happen when their periods came. But
all the while arch. of them was quietly and deeply admiring of the other
of the fact that the other was letting her see the other so intimately.
It was Tisha who broke through to their feelings by saying plainly "I
think you are so beautiful outside like inside."
Nadia simply turned to her friend and they embraced...their next touch
with their naked bodies warm and excited touching so fully and
completely as Tisha' hands ran up her friend's back and Nadia's ran
along Tisha's shoulders.
They got into their pajamas quickly and into bed and cuddled again and
now it was Nadia who said the magic words "I love you."
Of course there was first touching more intimate later but it is the very
first touching that is the story here.