My first lesbian experience
I was maybe 11 or 12 years old, so was my best friend at school, and she invited me over after school on a Friday, so I went, but after a few hours she asked if I wanted to call my mom and see if I could sleep over and come to the fair with them the next day. I called and it was ok, but I had nothing to wear, she took me to the washing machine and told me to throw all my clothes in. I stripped down to my panties and she said panties too. I froze and she laughed and said ok here, and she took off all her clothes and threw them in, and then looked at me. I didn’t move so she got down on her knees and slowly pulled my panties down. She asked if I shaved my p**** and I said I didn’t have hair yet. She told me my p**** was hot, and I had no reason to be ashamed to show the world. We went back to her room to put something on, and she closed the door. And slowing came towards me with a weird smile. I sat on the bed and tried to move away from her, and she told me to stop, got on her knees and spread my legs. I asked her what she was doing but she just moved her mouth to my a****** and made huge licks all the way up and past my c***. She told me to relax and lay my head down. Close my eyes. It felt so good and I didn’t want her to stop. She spread my cheeks and stuck her tongue right into my a****** and then are my p**** out while she slid a finger in my p****. She made me heave and shudder and gasp and then explode and I got embarrassed when I blasted squirt onto her face, but she told me that was amazing for a first o***** and she was proud of how well she ate me out. I didn’t know what to do and she told me to relax and enjoy it. She gave me a big shirt to wear and she did the same, and when I asked for panties all she said was no. We went upstairs to watch tv, had dinner, talked to her parents.... and in the back of my head all I could think about is if they knew and what would happen if they did? Why would it matter? Why was it wrong? I didn’t know but it just felt like something that feels so good must be bad somehow. When we went to bed she asked if we could get naked with each other. I didn’t say anything but she took off her shirt and then pulled off mine. She laid next to me and asked if I wanted to touch her. It felt weird touching anyone but especially another naked girl. She told me what she liked most about women was that she somehow already knew what everything was gonna feel like and she knew exactly what to do... then she kissed my face, mouth, neck, sucked my b***, and then took my hand and put it on her breast and it felt weird somehow. Like I didn’t have one or had never touched one before. I asked if I had to lick her and she said no, I never had to do anything. She asked me why it bothered me, and I said would it be wrong if I got my dog to lick my p****? She said I dunno, but I hope you don’t see me as a dog who licked your p****. I am your friend and I find you look and feel and taste amazing to me. And I love that I made you explode and lose control in such a powerful way. I can touch myself and make me c** cuz I know what I like and how it feels and exactly how long it’s going to take, but when someone else touches me, they have to feel me to know if I like it or not. They have to become me. They have to try and fail and try again and discover what I like and figure out what they are doing, and I like, not like, love, hate, experience all of it without ever knowing if they will figure me out or make me c** or take forever or what... the not knowing is what makes it beautiful and so much more rewarding then just rubbing one off. And you get to see what you like doing or not doing. Maybe you will never try to lick a woman,
Maybe you will and hate it, or maybe you’ll love making someone feel you and what you are doing. There is nothing selfish about caring and putting in the effort to make someone else feel loved and accepted. I am not trying to make you do anything and we can shut up and stop right now if you want. Or how about I shut off the lights and we just explore each other for a while? Soon as I was in the dark I was feasting on her p**** and seeing if I could make her explode too. It took a while but she did, and then she did me again, but in a totally different way then before and it was amazing. We skipped the fair and spent the day being with each other, seeing how many ways we could make each other c**. I went home a changed person, and I am not a lesbian. I love men just fine. But that was the first of many new adventures. Ps I stayed a virgin Into my 20s, but her dad was the one who taught my ass how to take a c***. And I still prefer a*** to vaginal s** to this day because he was never selfish or out to hurt me. Took several failed attempts, but eventually I could take it as much as I wanted.