My first lesbian experience
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Before joining college for my degree program, I always considered myself a straight girl. The only place I saw lesbians was in movies and social media. The thought of me seeing or getting intimate with another girl had never crossed my mind. Although I had flirted with women since I was a teenager, it was entirely out of innocence and the thrill of getting to teenage. By this time, I was in a monogamous relationship, which had lasted for quite some time until my first few months of college.
Long story short, I was staying with Lillie. Although we were roommates, we didn’t share beds. One Friday, Lillie’s homie, Myra, came to visit. As usual, Fridays were partying days as we ushered in the weekend. Although I knew Myra, we weren’t as close as she was to Lillie. On this particular night, they had to share the bed. In the middle of the night, I heard mumbled conversations followed by soft moans. I didn’t want to switch on the lights or cause a scene since I wasn’t really sure what was happening. The moans were louder and more intense. I realized Myra and Lillie were making out.
I was star-struck. I always thought that lesbian relationships were for movies and fiction novels. I was even more surprised that two of my best friends were doing it right in our room. “Are you jealous or what? You want to join us?” Lillie asked. She must have noticed my blank stares in the dark.
The straight girl I was said no, but Lillie came and dragged me from my bed to hers. My body froze. I stood there as she touched my boobies, trying to pull me to her bed. All this while, I was thinking of my boyfriend, who was miles away from me. I would have needed him so much at that moment.
Anyways, I figured it wouldn’t hurt to follow her. I had no idea what they were doing and how I’d start. Before I could even ask, Myra had my undies down. She gave me a weird smile as she got on her knees, spreading my legs apart. My heart was pounding, hoping she wouldn’t do what I was thinking. I asked her what she wanted to do. She didn’t even answer. Instead, she moved her mouth to my pussy and made huge licks from my pussy all the way up to my navel.
I’ve always asked for head from my boyfriend, but he was never into that, which had me lose interest. When Myra did it, I won't lie; it was electrifying. By the time she was going for her fourth tongue stroke, I was dripping wet and shaking like a leaf. She told me to relax as she ate me out, sliding her finger into my vagina simultaneously. She spread my legs further and went even deeper with her tongue giving me slow sensual licks. Oh god, that was amazing. I was shuddering, shaking, and gasping for breath with my nails deep into her hair. Minutes later, I gave in and gushed a squirt right on her face. I didn’t know what to do, but from that moment, I figured that was the light and the way for me. That was my first lesbian experience; since then, I have never looked back.
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