Your First Time Woman-Woman Experience?

[CalypsoMuse]

I had my first experience with a woman when i was 16, i will always remember it as a time of pleasure and oh yeah orgasems

 

[VeronicaSexie]

I too am from Ga. And I can say I have never had a problem finding a woman that wants to hook up. My problem is they all are married and don't want to repeat it for fear of getting caught. Now don't get me wrong, I am married too, but I don't harbor that fear.
As for my first time, well....I was 5 and so was my 2 best friends. We found an old Playboy my mom had and decided to do what the pics showed. I loved it. I have been with more than a few women, and love every minute I am with them. To be honest, if I found one that wanted a full time relationship I'd leave my husband.

I do want a full time relationship, although I always wonder if I would miss that big hard dick. Maybe one without a big mouth, that stays hard as long as necessary, etc. LOL LOL

I live near Greenville, SC and believe me Bob Jones University, BJU lol has a strong influence on people here. I am a Christian, but they are mostly hypocrites. Most people I think around here are closet bi or lez, one or the other. Send me a PM, maybe we can hook up!

I am so horny right now. I tried to hook up with a guy, gave him enough hints to knock down an elephant, but he hesitated. I kind of understand why though. Most guys are dicks anyway.

They were born that way!!!

 

[LadyC]

The summer day I spent in Georgia was the longest year of my life. It was like living in a Sauna.

 

[Maximus~the~great]

Whoever that guy is, he sounds totally fucking clueless....i on the other hand....full of clues : )

 

[satinmarabana]

Sorry I've been tardy about bringing you girls an update! A lot going on with my younger daughter and a surge at work has consumed much of my time. But not all of it.

The October 9th sleepover didn't happen and I was very disappointed, but it became the October 16th sleepover! I'm no longer a lesbian virgin!!

It has taken me a few days to sort out everything... all the stuff that seemed familiar to being with men lovers and the delicious things that were different. It all FELT new at the time in every way, but reflecting back on it clarified things that were just two humans getting to know each other better and trying to manage their hectic lives to kindle a precious flame between them.

I did wear some of my favorite satin lingerie for her although she prefers to be naked. We were supposed to go out to dinner but when she came in with her 'overnight bag', we joked a little about not being hungry. She took my hand and I led her to my bedroom. I undressed her with lots of kissing and touching, then she undressed me to my panties and chemise. She knew how much I like lingerie so I wasn't naked until awhile later.

We did everything we'd fantasized about over phone sex ending up in an embrace under the sheets that felt almost as wonderful as the sex did.

It was too late to go to a restaurant by then so we ordered some Thai delivery. Gwen teased the delivery guy (a teenager) by answering the door in a short-short silk robe and nothing else. It was belted closed but he definitely saw her breasts as they exchanged money and food. A little treat for him by my naughty...

well, I think I have a girlfriend now, ladies.

 

[GMC56]

Sorry I've been tardy about bringing you girls an update! A lot going on with my younger daughter and a surge at work has consumed much of my time. But not all of it.

The October 9th sleepover didn't happen and I was very disappointed, but it became the October 16th sleepover! I'm no longer a lesbian virgin!!

It has taken me a few days to sort out everything... all the stuff that seemed familiar to being with men lovers and the delicious things that were different. It all FELT new at the time in every way, but reflecting back on it clarified things that were just two humans getting to know each other better and trying to manage their hectic lives to kindle a precious flame between them.

I did wear some of my favorite satin lingerie for her although she prefers to be naked. We were supposed to go out to dinner but when she came in with her 'overnight bag', we joked a little about not being hungry. She took my hand and I led her to my bedroom. I undressed her with lots of kissing and touching, then she undressed me to my panties and chemise. She knew how much I like lingerie so I wasn't naked until awhile later.

We did everything we'd fantasized about over phone sex ending up in an embrace under the sheets that felt almost as wonderful as the sex did.

It was too late to go to a restaurant by then so we ordered some Thai delivery. Gwen teased the delivery guy (a teenager) by answering the door in a short-short silk robe and nothing else. It was belted closed but he definitely saw her breasts as they exchanged money and food. A little treat for him by my naughty...

well, I think I have a girlfriend now, ladies.

Wow...I am so happy for you. It's great to hear.

 

[satinmarabana]

Thank you sweetie! I'm pretty giddy myself.

 

[satinmarabana]

Had another date with Gwen last night. She brought me flowers and we didn't cum up for air until nearly 1am when we were starving! Late night naked cooking with my girlfriend.

 

[BabyxGirl]

Had another date with Gwen last night. She brought me flowers and we didn't cum up for air until nearly 1am when we were starving! Late night naked cooking with my girlfriend.

It is always good to hear another woman is doing well in the romance part of her life. It sounds like you and Gwen have the makings of something good.

 

[satinmarabana]

Well we definitely seem to be in that wonderful first phase of romance... the flush of lust and... love?

 

[Tornia]

When I was 15 I was going out with a really cute guy and we did a LOT of heavy petting which used to get me hot and extremely bothered.

One night we went to a party and I was staying at a girlfriend's house afterwards. The boys weren't allowed to stay the night, so after they'd dropped us off and left, we went to bed and were chatting and giggling in bed together. She asked me if I'd ever done 'it' and I said no. Honest to god, when she suggested we practice on one another I nearly wet the bed!

And that, my dear is how I had my very first orgasm. The fact tht it was with another female has stayed with me since then and I know that I can have stronger orgasms from sex with other women.

Still like cock too though! x

 

[wetnwild1]

Bi-curious

I have kissed other girls and had a major crush on a gay friend, but missed that opportunity, and have always been curious. I have been/am attracted to certain women and certainly use that image in the bedroom from time to time. My OH is happy to share too, but have never found the right situation......maybe one day I suppose

 

[InTraining]

A long process..

My first time with another woman was actually a long, slow process.
We would snuggle and cuddle cause we were both pretty touchy-feely people. Most of the shows we watched were PG, regular stuff. Channel surfing. But then we got into the habit of watching Tila Tequila's A Shot at Love together. AKA, an asian woman making out with men and women. Alot. I have a sneaking suspicion that this plays a big role in how I got the girlfriend that I still have to this day.
One day, I playfully kissed her on the hand, chivalrously, and that turned to kissing up her arm, and kissing her neck and cheeks and forehead, etc.
We went about this everywhere-but-the-lips-and-it's-okay game for MONTHS! Then one night, she was sleeping over at my house and noone was home, we were engaging in our 'Fish measuring' (an inside joke to playfully dodge the awkward fact that we were, indeed, making out) she was kissing me on my neck and then suddenly went full throttle into mouth-kissing. It was the most amazing thing I had ever experienced, I've never had a kiss entice so much feeling in my body and mind as that one did. Sadly, it was quickly followed by the most awkward conversation of my life, making me believe that she regretted it and didn't want it to mean anything. We had to spend the whole next day in the same area, but apart and I couldn't stop thinking about her, it took a while to convince her that everything was fine and that if she didn't want it to mean anything, it didn't have to.
We went back to the spooning and neck kissing until a week later, I kissed her back and we decided to start dating.
I guess this wasn't so sexy.. Sorry to disappoint! Maybe if I can fine an appropriate thread I'll talk about what I want her to do to me.

 

[AuntieM]

My first time with another woman was actually a long, slow process.
We would snuggle and cuddle cause we were both pretty touchy-feely people. Most of the shows we watched were PG, regular stuff. Channel surfing. But then we got into the habit of watching Tila Tequila's A Shot at Love together. AKA, an asian woman making out with men and women. Alot. I have a sneaking suspicion that this plays a big role in how I got the girlfriend that I still have to this day.
One day, I playfully kissed her on the hand, chivalrously, and that turned to kissing up her arm, and kissing her neck and cheeks and forehead, etc.
We went about this everywhere-but-the-lips-and-it's-okay game for MONTHS! Then one night, she was sleeping over at my house and noone was home, we were engaging in our 'Fish measuring' (an inside joke to playfully dodge the awkward fact that we were, indeed, making out) she was kissing me on my neck and then suddenly went full throttle into mouth-kissing. It was the most amazing thing I had ever experienced, I've never had a kiss entice so much feeling in my body and mind as that one did. Sadly, it was quickly followed by the most awkward conversation of my life, making me believe that she regretted it and didn't want it to mean anything. We had to spend the whole next day in the same area, but apart and I couldn't stop thinking about her, it took a while to convince her that everything was fine and that if she didn't want it to mean anything, it didn't have to.
We went back to the spooning and neck kissing until a week later, I kissed her back and we decided to start dating.
I guess this wasn't so sexy.. Sorry to disappoint! Maybe if I can fine an appropriate thread I'll talk about what I want her to do to me.

This is very sweet! Don't apologize & please tell us more! We got to hear about your first kiss, how about the first time you did other things?

Kisses,

Auntie M

 

[PassionateStars]

hi

Hi

I was looking through threads today and wondering what happened to some of the old ones which have not been active.

Bumping this thread -- Was one I'd enjoyed while it was active. Surely there are folks with new experiences to tell us about, or who've not been here before.

All: Say hi!

D

 

[kaboom3d]

Linda, my best friend from forever, school chums, neighbors, and best friends.
Well we talked about all the important stuff, which of course, at our age
would be sex. We were both 17, so you know sex was the biggest mystery
in our young lives. Boys, and sex, who likes who, who has done the deed
with who, what "it" was really like, who would we like to do it with, and when.
I was spending the night at Linda's. During the summer we would spend
almost every night together, I at her house, or Linda at mine. I
remember this night like it was last night. Well I should, I guess, it
would be one of the biggest nights of my life. We were pretty much
ready for bed, listening to some records. "Beautiful Day" and some
"Jimmy Hendrix" as a matter of fact. Some odd mix eh? Linda was
wearing this like super oversized, tie-dyed t-shirt. It was so large it
kept wanting to slid off over her shoulders. She really looked kind of
comical, but at the same time very cute. I had on an old baseball
jersey that my boy friend had given me. I would wear it to sleep in, so
I could be close to him. Ain't that sweet, hey I was just a kid...

We were comparing notes on our boyfriends. Sittin on the bed, back to
the wall, relaxing, talking, and talking. We had smoked a couple of
doobies. That is what we called em back then, dated term, I know. But
this is a dated story. We were totally relaxed, in that kind of state
where everything is perfect in the world. We were having the doobie
giggles.

We were both lamenting that the boy friends just weren't taking us to
that place we knew we capable of reaching. Like, we'd been masturbating
for years, so we had an idea of how an "O" was supposed to feel. Linda
and I had been trading tips and techniques, helping each other improve
our skills. I remember the time she taught me how to hump my stuffed
bear.. oh my. What we found was that we could take ourselves further
than our boys could. What was going on? We read Playboy, and "Valley of
the Dolls", so we knew what a good fuck was supposed to send you to the
moon. What was going on? We were always trying to figure that one out.
It would be a couple of years, and more than a few guys before we
realized that boys just had no idea how woman's body works…and to some
degree they didn't care.

Neither of us had done the "deed" with a boy. We were hot and heavy
into oral and hands, but had not gone all the way. Oral sex was
something we spent a lot of time discussing. Wondering why the boys
just couldn't seem to sort it out. As far as finger fucking went, that
was also a failure, usually ending up as a painful experience. I was
telling Linda that since I had let my guy get to my pussy, he had lost
all interest in my boobs, which I found troubling since I could orgasm
through my nipples.

Linda gave me this little giggle, and said it was said it felt good for
her, but no orgasm. Then Linda pulled up her shirt, takes her right
boob in both hands, and pulls it up as far as she can, bending her head
down, she proceeded to flick her tongue across her nipple. She starts
laughing, like you do after a couple of doobies, and says, "Mine must
be broke".

I'm laughing now, and chime in, "here let me help you." I lean over and
take her nipple into my mouth. I wasn't trying to seduce her, it was
actually non sexual in nature. Really! It was like a joke. I was just
caught up in the silly moment. But let me tell you, I would get caught
up in the moment. Linda fed me her young beautiful boob with booth
hands. It didn't take more than a few seconds before I was finding this
to be very interesting. Her nipple became incredibly erect. I soooo
enjoyed the feel of it. At first I circled the nipple with my tongue
while my mouth covered the entire areola. I was amazed at the textures
of this magnificent nipple. Linda moved one of her hands from her boob,
and placed it on my head, pulling me into her. She pushed her chest out
responding to my attention. "Sally, that feels soooo good" she
murmured. I continued to suck gently, pulling the rosy flesh into my
lips, stretching it as it hardened even more. Linda's fingers moved
around the boob pushing more of her breast into my mouth. I sucked, I
licked, oh my, this is what I so wanted done to me. This is what I so
enjoyed, what I longed for. She held me tight and I remember I had to
turn my head slightly to fee my nose so I could breath. At this point I
realized that I really loved this, I remember thinking, "This is nice".
Linda was just sorta murmuring, "yea, yea, oh God Sally, that feels so
good". I turned up so I could see Linda's face, her eyes were closed,
she looked so beautiful.

I was kind of leaning on my right hand, my left had slid over and found
her neglected other nipple. I was rolling it with my thumb and
forefinger. I was pulling and pinching, when I felt her right leave the
boob that I was suckling. My first thought was that she was pushing my
left hand away. I looked over, and she was sliding her hand across my
arm, reaching down between he legs. This was an incredible rush. I was
doing this, it was a real power thing, a beautiful power thing, the
power to bring pleasure. I could feel my heart pound.

I moved my left hand down with hers, my fingers ran across the top of
hers. I gently touched her inner thigh. Her legs swung open. All the
time she continued to mummer. I could feel her heart beating rapidly
through her chest. This only added to my excitement. But I don't think
I was aroused, at least I wasn't aware of it if I was. I was so into
giving pleasure, so into Linda, my focus was completely on her
pleasure.

Now it became instinct. I knew what worked for me. I knew what I
wanted. And I wanted this for Linda, I wanted sweet Linda to have the
pleasure that I had craved for oh too long. Release was upon us. I knew
I could do this. I knew how to do it.

I knew that Linda's pussy was tingling. My hand again slowly and gently
slid across hers. Her sweet little hand was busy, her forefinger was
buried between her lips, working her sweet rosebud. I slid my hand
under hers, replacing hers. My middle finger slid down between her
lips, oh my, how juicy she was. She was more than willing to allow me
to take over her chores. Linda now used both hands to hold me tight
against her soft flesh. I could feel her hips rise up to meet my
fingers, she was maneuvering her pussy to give me full access her
tender nerve endings.


My mouth left he nipple and began to circle her boob, kissing every
inch of the breast's surface by moving in a concentric pattern,
spiraling out from the center. My tongue was extended, I tried to
expose as much of my taste organ as possible to her tender flesh. She
was so soft and smooth. When I reached the bottom of her boob, I
continued to work my way down. Linda was gently urging my head down her
body. She knew where I was going. The activity in her hips increased.
Her pussy was flowing like a faucet. Moving with great purpose, slowly,
enjoying the taste and texture of her soft smooth skin. To build the
pleasure I needed to go slow. Linda and I had both been so disappointed
with the fast action of our boy friends, I was determined to do this
right. Linda was loosing control, she was far from subtle in nudging my
head toward her velvety pussy. She wanted it NOW! She wanted my lips on
her tender lips, my tongue on her sweet button of delight. But I had
the power, I was going to use it, use it to bring my sweet friend to
the ultimate possible pleasure.

I remember lingering at he little belly button, she had a sweet little
"outie", I toyed with it like a nipple. My lips invited it in to dance
with my tongue. Time now lost meaning, we were in another world,
floating, dancing, we were one being, bonded by our pleasure.

Linda had slid down on the bed, her legs dangled over the side. I
rotated myself, with the pivot point being my tongue on Linda's navel,
so that I was between her legs. I knelt before her. As I look back it
becomes clear that I was paying homage to her sexuality, to her
womanhood.

The faint mummers morphed into those beautiful sexual sounds we all
make, each of us different, yet the same. I can't really describe them,
but Linda's sounds were now kinda short gasps, a little high pitched.
I enjoyed the fact that they were responses to the movements of my
fingers and tongue. It occurred to me that it was like playing an
instrument, I was Bernstein, making such beautiful music.

After some time and at Linda's continued nudging, I left her navel, and
traveling down her lower abdomen, deliberately slow. I still remember
the pleasure of her tender skin. At last I came to the place where that
garden of hair begins, that comforting patch of female down. Oh my,
what splendor. I took joy in tracings the outer boundary of this
splendid garden. I would venture in, here and there, teasing and
twisting the hairs with my tongue, or maybe pulling slightly with my
teeth. I found myself venturing deeper and deeper into her forest. All
the while I continued to examine the growth with my mouth.

At last I arrived, and I believed I felt a slight relief in Linda's
mummers, "at last" she was thinking. The time had come, I was to
explore that beautiful flower. My fingers had arrived before me. But I
feel that the course sensitivity of one's fingers is no way to become
truly acquainted with this flower. No, you need the senses of the
mouth, lips, and tongue to discover mysteries of this rose.

With both hands touching her inner thighs I spread Linda's legs wide.
My tongue slid out, traveling down her pubic bone, to the beginning of
her slit. Instinct told me her clitoris was throbbing. But I was not
ready to enjoy my Linda's little bud just yet. I gently worked my wet
tongue down, along the folds of her labia, pushing into her vagina from
above, lapping with great thirst at her inner softness. She moaned, she
was oblivious to everything but the touch of my tongue as I probed and
explored. The entire focus of her being was on the pleasure radiating
from her pussy. Wetness rolled down her fleshy canyon, I followed its
trail, stopping at her tight little puckered hole. Then back up, making
sure I visited every soft fold along the way. I let my tongue dive in
between her labia, giving attention to both sides of her inner lips,
her soft tender pedals. Her liquid was warm and salty, like the sea. Oh
my, she was marvelous.

Linda's scent was as intoxicating as it was wet. Oh my, I sooo reveling
in her, loving the texture, loving the taste, the glory of doing this
to her, for her. It was almost like doing it to myself, in my dreams I
imagined my pussy being loved in this manner.

As her flower was responding to my warm attention. It became clear to
me that this beautiful pussy of my Linda belonged in my mouth. As my
tongue danced with her, I knew that her sweet pussy was meant to come
alive in my mouth. Her beautiful rose was made for my lust. I now
understood tender Sapphic sex, it was something so natural and pure.

I continued to lick fleshy folds, working my head back and forth,
fucking her with my mouth. I fully extended my tongue, flattened it,
then starting at her vagina I tilted my head upward, dragging my tongue
over as much of her flesh as possible. I was producing a tremendous
amount of saliva, it was mixing with her juices, soaking her pussy,
dripping down her tender slit, covering my lips and chin. I dove into
her wetness with my nose, all that pleasure that I had given to my
tongue, I was now sharing with my nose, rubbing exploring, what joy. I
was soon fucking my sweet Linda with my face. It was as if I was in
some sort of frenzy, rubbing her with my cheeks, my forehead, my
cheekbones, my entire face... it was a need, I needed to cover my face
with her passionate liquid. My face would be entirely wet by the time
I was finished wallowing in her delicious love channel.

I went back to licking and nibbling on her tender lips. I delicately
forged up that canyon of joy till I found he little bud, out of its
hood, standing erect and tall. As the tip of my tongue touched it,
Linda jerked her hips involuntarily. Her clit seem much larger when
examined with my tongue, that it had with my finger. I found myself
pulling on it gently with my lips, sucking it in, nursing it. I had
practiced on her nipple and belly button, now my tongue was ready to
dance with the queen. And dance we did, her little rose bud was the
perfect partner. I thought this must be what the tango is really about,
this dance of tenderness, of joy, and passion. Linda's little dancing
clit followed my lead to perfection. As I would move, or spin around my
little partner, Linda would rhythmically swing her hips causing my
partner to respond perfectly. At first I thought I was leading, then I
realized that I was responding to Linda's rhythm.

For my own comfort and accessibility I opened her legs as wide as
possible. All the while her hands were still on my head, I believe that
this helped her to connect with me, to be closer to me, to be holding
me. As I continued to dance with her clit, I used my right hand to open
her lips. I inserted two fingers palm up, into her vagina. I hooked my
finger inside her, as if trying to rub her clit from underneath. I
moved them as if I was motioning her to come to me. Come my sweet
Linda, cum to me, cum with me.

Linda's breathing was noticeable, fast and hard. She was totally beyond
that point of return. She wanted it to happen NOW! I could feel that.
I knew what she wanted. I was totally aware of what she was
experiencing. Her muscles are beginning to contract. Her hips are
bucking widely, she has lost any sense of rhythm.

Her legs close thight around my head, her reaction was to grab on with
her legs, to hold me, to pull me into her pussy. My fingers felt her
vagina begin to contract, waves of contractions. I could feel her
thighs twitching against my head. She continues to squeeze and buck. I
rode with her, like a rodeo rider staying with her horse.
The waves of contractions are coming faster and stronger.... she had
one huge contraction, her hips held high off the bed. Her moans had
become screams. Her sweet juices flow and flow, an amazing amount of
salty sweet juice.
Linda's entire body is shaking, quivering, trembling. Then at once, all
of her muscles have locked tight. She continues to hold her hips up. I
continue to lick her throbbing erect clit in frantic fast flicks, my
mouth, my face covered in her rich liquid. I am finding it hard to
breath, legs holding me tight, hands pulling into her pussy.
She is there, and I sooo want to keep her there, that place of
overwhelming pleasure and joy.

How long did this last? I don't know. It could have been minutes, time
may have stoped, I may have passed out, I know I wasn't breathing.
Linda throws her hips down, hard! She wildly flings her legs apart, and
then slams them shut, again and again. Her body went limp.

Linda relaxes her grip on me. She beings to call my name, "Sally,
Sally, Sally, no, no more..." her clit has becomes so sensitive that it
is painful to the touch.
I stop and look up. She is smiling at me, it was the most beautiful
smile I may have ever seen. She pulls me up to her. I am on my hands
and knees over her beautiful body. She pulls my head to hers and kisses
me. Kisses me like no one had kissed me before. It was so wonderful. I
cried as she kissed me.

There are no words that can convey the beauty of that event. How could
anyone know, how could anyone believe how wonderful this was. And I
must say how wonderful it still is. This is one of those few of events
in our lives that ride with us forever.

 

[treat_me_good]

There are no words that can convey the beauty of that event. How could
anyone know, how could anyone believe how wonderful this was. And I
must say how wonderful it still is. This is one of those few of events
in our lives that ride with us forever.

Wish I had known you in high school