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My first girl/girl experience
My first girl/girl experience
I wrote this for one of the extra profile questions, but I thought I would share it here, too.
This is the story of my first girl/girl experience. I was in high school, probably 17. I had discovered that I was attracted to girls from being online, looking at pictures, and talking to women in chat rooms. I was dying to experiment with a girl, but I didn't know who or how.
One night my best friend at the time was over at my house. She was a follower type, not very assertive. We were sitting on the roof outside my bedroom window talking. I wanted to make a move, but I had no idea how. I decided to play with her hair, a very innocent girl thing to do. I was sitting behind her, and she was in front of me, sitting in between my legs. The roof was sloped, so she was downhill from me a bit. I was brushing her hair, doing it in different ways, and I gradually worked my way from brushing her hair to rubbing her back. We just sat there and carried on random conversation about whatever. The whole process was going very, very slow. As I worked up my bravery, I very slowly and gradually let my hands wander to her sides as I rubbed her back. As I progressed, I eventually worked my hands around and was rubbing her stomach. I moved my hands upward and felt the bottom edge of her bra. I was so nervous and excited at the same time. I could feel the curve of her breast against my fingertips, and it was exhilarating. I didn't have any idea how she would react, but she didn't seem to mind. However, I'm not sure she would have told me if she minded since she was a fairly unassertive person. I also knew that she had no sexual experience whatsoever. She hadn't even kissed a boy at that point.
My bravery increased, and before I knew it my hands were completely cupping her small breasts, and I could feel her nipples through her thin cotton bra. Wow. Her bra was the kind that hooked in the front, so I unhooked it and touched her bare breasts. It was amazing, almost surreal. At that point I was ready to try anything, so I moved my hand back down her stomach and to the top of her shorts. I slid my fingers inside her shorts, but it was a tight fit. All my apprehensions were gone at this point, and I slid my fingers inside her panties as best I could. She leaned back into me as if to give me better access. I felt her small lips against my fingers, and she was slippery wet. Obviously she liked it.
I wanted to do more, but we were still on the roof. I asked her if she wanted to go inside, and she shook her head yes. We climbed back in the window and went and sat on my bed. She put her back to me again and resumed the position we had been in on the roof. She was ready for me to keep playing with her wet spot. It wasn't the best position, so I moved and laid her down on the bed. I was in my own little world at that point, and I began French kissing her for a few minutes. I went immediately to her shorts, unbuttoned them, and slid her shorts and panties off. I just looked at her pussy for a moment. It was the first real one I had seen, other than in pictures online. She was a smaller girl than me, and her pussy looked so small compared to my own that I was used to seeing. I touched her with my fingers and began rubbing on her clit. I leaned down and instinctively let my tongue lick her wetness. I found her tiny clit and began sucking and licking. I alternated between that and sticking my tongue inside her as far as I could. I moved my hand up to near where my mouth was and gently slid my finger inside her. I didn't want to hurt her. I had long fingernails and I knew she was a virgin. I kept licking and sucking her as if I knew exactly what I was doing. As I went on she began grinding her hips and pressing herself into my face. I could tell she was close to cumming.
Just as I thought she was about to explode, my cell phone rang. Why I answered it, I don't know. It was a guy I was seeing, but I brushed him off quickly. It was definitely an awkward moment. I jokingly said to her, "Bad timing, huh?" and she didn't really say anything. She looked at the clock and said I better go home.
I was disappointed, but excited by what had just happened. The next few minutes were somewhat of a blur as she put her shorts back on and left. I was in a daze as to what had just happened, and wondered what would happen next, what she would think, etc.
She never really mentioned it. She just went on acting normal. One day I brought it up when we were talking online. She said she thought it was best if it didn't happen again for the sake of our friendship. I agreed, disappointed. However, we messed around a few more times, but I never felt like she was into it. I was always the initiator. Nonetheless, it was an interesting experience!