Hannah and I started going to the bathroom together so we could lift up our skirts and look at each other's privates. We would stand there facing one another and look at first curiously and then longingly at the smooth lips between each other's legs. Once I learned how to shave I started keeping my little zone bare because I liked touching the soft skin. Hannah felt similarly.
Our routine started as a discussion of masturbating. During lunch one day we both confessed we like to touch ourselves or hump balled up blankets or pillows. We would tell each other the stories and images we thought of while we touched ourselves. One day she told me about one that was so good I felt like I had an accident. After school I went straight to my room and humped a blanket until I had to change my undies.
One day during a lunchtime discussion of stories, Hannah suggested we go to the bathroom. When we got there she said, "I wanna see yours. I'll also let you see mine."
We went into one of the stalls and she lifted up her skirt and pulled down her undies. When I pulled mine down after, I noticed a little wet spot. For weeks we'd go to the bathroom during lunch to look at each other. One day I couldn't take it anymore and dared her to touch me. I spread out my legs a bit and she reached an arm out, palm up. She touched first in the back near my hole, and slid her fingers slowly across the surface toward the front. It felt really good. Hannah then looked at me and said, "Ok now you go."
She also spread her legs a bit and I put my hand out to gently cup her soft skin. We would take turns slowly stroking each other. Each day we did this, I would race home after school so I could put a pillow between my legs so I could think about Hannah's privates while making mine feel really special.
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