Sophie's Lessons

All characters in this story are adults over the age of 18.

During the last year of high school, Raquel went to sleep over at Sabrina's, her classmate. Both were nerds who spent most of their time studying, always got the best grades in the class, and were best friends. Sabrina's parents were away, but they trusted that their nerd daughter and her friend wouldn't get up to any nonsense while they were gone. And indeed, early in the evening the two of them finished all their homework, but when they were done it was still too early to go to bed. So they started talking.

The conversation, however, didn't stay on schoolwork or intellectual topics (they weren't complete nerds). They talked about the girls and boys at school: who was dating whom, who wanted to date whom, and which girls were probably having sex with which boys.

The conversation was lively when Sabrina's sister arrived. Sophie was finishing her sophomore year of college and was twenty years old. She was much more experienced than the other two, who, even though they were eighteen, were still quite innocent. Sophie had come back from university to spend the weekend. Before she arrived, Raquel and Sabrina had confessed to each other that they had never kissed anyone--on the mouth, of course. Both were very curious to know what it was like. Each admitted, with great embarrassment, that no boy had ever tried to kiss them. At least, no boy they wanted to kiss. Both were very pretty, but they intimidated most boys because of their intelligence.

When Sophie arrived, she overheard the end of the conversation and laughed as she entered Sabrina's room. She found it funny that they had never kissed anyone and said they were already too old for that. She added that even if all the boys at school were full of pimples and too immature to be taken seriously, Sabrina and Raquel should learn to kiss properly to prepare themselves for college.

Sophie was quite uninhibited and announced that the two of them should practice kissing.

"Actually, we're going to do it right now. Yes, now's the time!" she said.

The girls froze.

"But we don't have any boys to practice with. We're all girls," Raquel replied, tension, bewilderment, and even a little fear in her voice.

"I know," Sophie said, laughing. "It's better that you learn to kiss... really kiss, with another girl!"

Sabrina and Raquel looked at each other while Sophie explained:

"Girls, you're going to practice with me and with each other. You're going to learn to do it the best way possible. You're going to gain valuable experience and become experts. For a kiss to be pleasurable for the partner, you need confidence, and practice gives confidence."

After a pause, she added:

"Besides... girls kiss better than boys. Kissing girls is better than kissing boys. Better for practice, better for real, better in every way."

Raquel and Sabrina choked, too shocked to speak. Still, Raquel managed to ask:

"Have you... already kissed girls?"

"Yes. I kiss boys and girls. And I can tell you that girls kiss with more warmth, more intimacy, more softness. They have softer lips and don't have rough faces. If you want to be kissed lightly, firmly, with more passion or more slowly... boys almost always kiss too hard, too fast. They don't have patience."

"And with a girl, when you open your eyes, you'll see beauty. You'll discover that it's also sublime to kiss the cheeks, the eyes, the shoulders, the neck... actually, anywhere. It's much better to kiss a girl anywhere on her body than to kiss a boy. It's simply more erotic, sexier, better in every way."

Raquel and Sabrina were stunned by Sophie's description. Especially Raquel, who even felt her mouth water.

"Let's start... come on, Raquel," Sophie said.

"And... me???"

"Yes... let's go! I don't want to kiss my sister!"

Raquel took a few seconds to react, and Sophie insisted:

"Come... stand up and face me. Pretend I'm a boy. That's right. I'm a guy. Close your eyes and pretend you're about to kiss a boy."

The two stood up. Raquel gave a nervous little laugh, trying to look--or not look--at Sophie. Her state of mind oscillated between surprise and the desire to finally know what a kiss was like. She had always wanted to know, but had always assumed her first kisses would be with a real boy, not a "pretend boy."

"Okay, you're a boy. A boy. But I can see you're the most handsome boy in the world. Since you're a boy, I'm going to kiss you."

"Close your eyes and pretend I'm a boy," Sophie repeated.

Raquel stopped laughing and prepared herself. She closed her eyes. But as soon as their lips touched, so sweetly, she felt dizzy. The game of pretending she was kissing a boy ended right there. Raquel was fully aware that she was kissing a girl. A beautiful, passionate girl with incredibly soft, warm lips.

On the second kiss, firmer, she felt Sophie's tongue against her lips and then penetrating them. She felt Sophie's arms around her. To her surprise, a tingling ran through her breasts. It was a real French kiss, and the innocent Raquel was impressed. Her nipples hardened immediately.

As they continued kissing, Raquel began to feel intoxicated, with butterflies in her stomach. Her little pussy was getting wetter and wetter. The confident Sophie took control: she kissed her cheeks, went up to her ear, down her shoulders, and paid special attention to her neck. She kissed almost everywhere above the T-shirt.

Raquel let herself go until she had what she would later describe as a "brain orgasm," realizing she was kissing a girl--a girl--, her friend's sister. She knew Sophie could clearly see the effect she was having on her, especially on her nipples and the way her body swayed. Raquel wanted to surrender in every possible way. She felt powerless. But when she looked at Sabrina, who was right there watching, she knew she needed to regain control.

Seeing that Raquel was overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensations, Sophie announced:

"Very good... that's enough for now. Time to sleep. We can try again another time."

Raquel was on cloud nine, in a daze of pleasure. Suddenly the three of them started laughing--from nervousness or from pleasure, no one was quite sure. The "kissing lesson" was over. Sophie left to go back to her room, and Raquel and Sabrina continued talking about other things until they fell asleep.

But Raquel couldn't sleep. All she could think about was the wonderful kiss she had had with Sophie. She hadn't known anything could be so incredible and she wanted to do it again. She needed to do it again. She looked at Sabrina, who was already sleeping deeply.

Then she began to masturbate, trying desperately to stay quiet while remembering the kiss. When she was very close to orgasm, she heard footsteps in the hallway. Sophie was awake.

Raquel quickly got out of bed and went into the hallway, where she saw her. She ran to her to kiss her, but Sophie stopped her, placing her hands on either side of her face. Raquel closed her eyes and stretched her lips forward, as if making an offering.

Sophie gave her a delicate kiss while their bodies stuck together like magnets. Raquel again felt almost intoxicated and savored the moment. A strange sensation grew in the pit of her stomach: she knew this was what she had been looking for for years. It was what had been missing from her life. Their tongues sought each other, danced together, caressed each other, sucked each other. As earlier, Raquel's nipples rose, as if wanting to tear through the thin fabric of the T-shirt.

An immense heat ran through her body. When Sophie's hand brushed her breasts, her pelvis moved mechanically toward one of the older girl's thighs. Sophie advanced her leg so Raquel could fit her pussy against it, and then an unconscious dance began. Raquel felt as if her spirit was about to leave her body. She had the impression of being, at the same time, kissing Sophie and floating above her, watching the scene.

Sophie took Raquel's hand, brought it to her mouth, licked and sucked her fingers. Then she guided them to her own breasts--the first time Raquel had caressed breasts that weren't her own. She felt Sophie's nipples harden and liked the sensation: it meant she had aroused the sexy, older, sophisticated college girl so much. She had never consciously turned to another girl before, and she liked it immensely.

She then decided to kiss Sophie's breasts. When she leaned down, hypnotized by the sight of those large breasts, just before her lips touched them, the light came on under Sabrina's bedroom door. The two pulled apart, recovered their composure, and pretended to be talking. The door opened and Sabrina came into the hallway.

Sabrina used the bathroom and joined the other two. After they talked for a few minutes, Sophie announced it was time to sleep. Raquel was trembling with excitement thinking about what might have happened if they had continued, but the spell had been broken. Reluctantly, she went to bed with the others.

The next morning, Raquel woke up early and saw that Sabrina was sleeping deeply. She got out of bed and decided to prepare breakfast for the three of them. As she passed Sophie's room, she felt an immense desire to open the door and join her in bed. But after a long hesitation, she went to the bathroom.

Even years later, Raquel still isn't sure whether it was intentional or not. She didn't lock the door. Shortly after flushing, Sophie came in. Raquel was wearing only a loose T-shirt and tiny cotton panties. She looked incredibly sexy like that, with her full, firm breasts showing through the fabric.

"Is it okay if I use the bathroom with you?" Sophie asked.

Raquel nodded. Sophie locked the door and kissed her. When Raquel froze with excitement, Sophie took off her T-shirt and hugged her, inviting her to reciprocate. She gently gripped the nape of Raquel's neck and pulled her close. She kissed her neck repeatedly and then returned to her lips and cheeks. Raquel's eyes were closed to better savor the moment. Soon Sophie's hands were roaming all over her body while they continued kissing.

Raquel was trembling with desire and pleasure. Then, for the first time, she felt a hand other than her own slide inside her panties. She slightly parted her legs to allow Sophie to rub her pussy more easily. She swayed under the kisses while Sophie's tongue slowly descended from her mouth to her neck and then to her stomach, and the free hand played with her nipples and breasts.

She tried to stay quiet, but quickly gave in and began to moan. When Sophie penetrated Raquel's virgin vagina with her finger, she arched her back to offer herself better. Sophie, however, had other ideas. She knelt agilely in front of her. When her tongue touched Raquel's clitoris for the first time, she almost fainted from pleasure. Sophie gave her multiple orgasms while Raquel held her head so she wouldn't fall.

Sophie stood up, hugged and kissed the trembling Raquel. Between kisses, she said:

"You're a beautiful, sexy, passionate lesbian!"

"Lesbian?" Raquel repeated, surprised.

"Yes, lesbian! And you're incredibly lucky to be one."

This made Raquel very happy. She had always known, intuitively, that she liked girls, and now she was sure of what that meant. Somehow, it made everything "official." Everything became clear, and the feeling was wonderful.

Sophie kissed her again. By this point Raquel had recovered enough to realize that Sophie's kisses tasted of pussy--a taste she decided to love. Sophie then asked:

"Want to taste my pussy?"

Raquel nodded eagerly.

She knelt and looked at the beautiful "fruit" Sophie was offering her. She hesitated for a moment. She began by shyly kissing the thighs and the edges of the pussy, which Sophie encouraged by calling her a beautiful lesbian. Being called that pleased and excited Raquel--at that moment, she decided it was Sophie's way of saying she was a natural at the art of making love with girls.

She savored the pleasure of licking a pussy for the first time. She licked Sophie's pretty pink button and looked at her passionate face as the excitement grew. She was very happy to be giving so much pleasure to another girl. She decided that this was what she wanted to do for the rest of her life and began to suck with greater intensity.

Finally, Sophie came, moaning and arching her body. She came so intensely that she pushed Raquel's head away. Raquel reflected that she liked making Sophie come as much as she liked coming herself.

Afterwards, the two sat side by side, kissing lightly. Sophie broke the silence:

"I wanted to teach you how to kiss boys properly. I don't think I succeeded."

The two of them laughed.