When I was in my freshman year I made friends with a girl named Nadia who was my physics lab partner.
She was new to the school and did not have many friends when we met. Nadia was skinny with wide hips, small boobs and straight black hair; plain is the best word to describe her. Her parents were from east Europe and very religious. She was not allowed to wear makeup, date, go to dances or have boys call her at home.
One day she asked if I wanted to sleep over at her home, it was the first time I had met her family. They were very nice, but a bit weird.
That night we both slept in her small bed together. I was uncomfortable at first but soon relaxed and fell asleep. In the morning, I awoke to find Nadia sleeping close to me and she had her hand up between my legs, pressing on my clit. I began to get turned on, but just rolled over the other way.
For the next month or so each time I would masturbate I kept thinking of Nadia that morning. I was very curious as to what it would feel like to touch or be touched by another girl.
The next time she asked me to stay over I was very excited. That night I watched Nadia get ready for bed and was amazed by the size of her bush. Although I had not begun to shave, I had nothing compared to her. I wore a regular nightgown, but did not wear any panties underneath.
We got into bed and I snuggled up to her, enjoying the warmth of her body. Much to my surprise Nadia turned to me and kissed me goodnight on the lips. We held ourselves together for a moment before turning out the lights. Unable to resist, I started to finger myself. Nadia again slid her hand up under my nightgown and ran it up to my tummy and let it rest on my clit.
We spoke for a moment about how often we got horny and touched ourselves. By this time I was about to climax and asked her if she wanted to watch. Nadia turned the lights back on and I lay back on the bed with my legs wide open, knees up and as she watched I rubbed myself until I came.
Nadia would not let me touch her or masturbate for me that night, but told me that she often masturbated and orgasmed. We slept in the nude and awoke holding hands.
Over the next year Nadia and I became masturbation experts. It was all we talked about when we were together. We would sleep over at her house and would take turns masturbating for each other after her family left for church. Nadia liked to place a hard sofa pillow between her legs and ride and hump it. I recall the first time she squirted and left a huge stain on the pillow, she later poured coffee on it and her mother was furious. She was always trying new methods and finding new things to insert into her vagina.
Nadia got pregnant at 17, the first and only time she had sex. Her parents sent her away to live at a boarding school for pregnant girls. She was on the way to a doctor's visit with an aunt and they were both killed in a car wreck.
We never had a chance to say good-bye and that still makes me want to cry.