EROTIC • MEMOIR

My First Time With Another Girl

I still remember the smell of her hair.

All through high school I dated guys. And even though I was flirty with some girls, the furthest it ever went was a cheeky kiss or a grope. I had a big chest from early on. This made for a bunch of attention from boys, and some jealousy from girls.

One night while getting dressed, my best friend asked if she could feel my boobs. She wanted to know how heavy they were compared to her much smaller set. That night was the first time I experienced intense arousal from another girl touching me. I never did anything about it until I went to college. That’s where I met my lesbian roommate, Alice.

Alice was never shy to walk around naked. The rooms in the student block were very small. So, if either of us were naked, the other was bound to get an eyeful.

“I can’t believe you’ve never been with another girl,” Alice said, slipping into her nightie.

“I kind of have. Remember I told you about my friend,” I said.

“The one who held your heavy boobs up?” she asked.

I nodded.

“That’s not really being with another girl,” she said as she plopped down onto my bed.

Her nightie rode up her thighs, exposing the panties between her crossed legs.

“Did you ever kiss her?” Alice asked.

“Maybe once,” I said.

Alice moved closer. My eyes moved from her legs to her swaying chest.

“A proper kiss?” she asked.

I could feel my heart racing.

“I think so,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Was it more like this?” Alice asked as she leaned forward.

She planted her lips on mine and kissed me for a few seconds. I felt faint. Alice had never come onto me before. She sat back and smiled. Her nipples created little bumps through the thin cotton.

“Or more like this,” she said.

I could feel my body quivering as Alice leaned in again for another kiss. This time she slipped her tongue into my mouth. I followed her lead, sucking on her tongue before pushing my tongue into her mouth.

“Hmmm,” I moaned.

I felt my face turning hot. I didn’t mean to make a sound.

“More like the first one,” I whispered as Alice pulled away.

I could feel the wetness building between my legs. My heart was thundering in my chest, and my nipples had grown rock-hard. It was the same feeling I had back then. My friend still dropped my boobs and chuckled at how hard my nipples grew. I had to lie and tell her it was because of the cold.

“Somebody enjoyed that,” Alice smiled, noticing my nipples pushing out against my tank top.

I felt vulnerable. I regretted being in bed wearing a tank top and panties only.

“I feel so embarrassed,” I said.

“I think it’s sexy,” she said.

Alice pulled her nightie over her head and dropped it to the floor. My eyes darted to her exposed chest.

“Now you,” she said.

I took a deep breath and pulled my top over my head, allowing my tits to spill out. Alice leaned forward, lifted one of my heavy mounds and ran her tongue around my areola.

“Oh, wow,” I said, feeling the tingling arousal.

Alice wrapped her lips around my hard nipple and sucked.

“Shit,” I whimpered.

She used her other hand to play with my other boob and tease my nipple. Without thinking, I reached for hers. My fingers sunk into the soft flesh of her breasts. Her nipples were stiff and puffy.

“Are you okay with this?” she asked, pulling her mouth off my throbbing bud.

I nodded my head.

Alice pulled my covers down and climbed into my warm bed. We lay down as she kissed me and squeezed my boobs. Her hand moved over my stomach and down between my legs. Alice used her fingers to trace the contours of my pussy over my panties.

“Uh,” I whimpered into her mouth.

She rubbed my panties, pushing the wet front into my groove. I bucked my hips involuntarily and moaned again. I gasped out loud as she snuck her hand into my underwear.

“I love how wet you are,” she whispered in my ear before biting my earlobe.

I moved my hand between her legs. Alice parted her thighs, allowing me to feel her soaked panties clinging to her lips. It felt strange to feel a pussy that wasn’t mine.

“This feels so good,” I said.

Alice ran her finger up and down between my folds, circling my nub. I cried out as she squeezed a finger into my gripping canal. My body was on fire. Every nerve ending was sizzling. I slid my hand into her panties, feeling her smooth, shaven mound.

“Finger me,” she begged into my ear, gyrating her hips back and forth.

She whimpered in my ear as I squeezed two fingers into her warm, fleshy opening. Her pussy tightened around my fingers as I used my thumb on her clit.

We were both writhing and whining, fingering each other under the covers. I felt delirious with lust. It didn’t take long for me to climax once she squeezed a second finger into me.

“Ah!” I cried out.

My body convulsed and contorted as my orgasm took control. It was the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced. It felt like it went on forever.

“Finger me harder,” Alice whispered, her voice shaky.

My orgasmic aftershock was still rippling through me when Alice cried out. She gripped my body as she trembled in orgasmic ecstasy. We lay in each other’s arms until we fell asleep.

Alice was my first real sexual experience with another girl. And she made me confident enough to be more forward with girls (and guys!) in the future.

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