My First Time

I'm not sure if anyone is interested but hey, just putting it out there. . . .

My first lesbian experience actually happened at home when I was eighteen. I was generally inexperienced in life let alone sex, when I went up to university. Little had changed when I came home for Christmas at the end of the first term.

I went out for drinks with some school friends as this was the first opportunity most of us had had to meet up since we had all set off on our different paths from school. Meantime, my parents had had a house party of their own - family and friends of theirs who had been part of the fabric of my c***dhood.

When I got back home the party had largely died, with just my father and three or four others still drinking and having a loud but friendly argument over something or other. My mother had gone to bed and those guests who were stopping over had settled down on sofas and in chairs, with blankets and pillows, and a few were even in sleeping bags in an alcove in the hallway.

Having said goodnight to the party stragglers I went to bed and snuggled under the weight and warmth of my duvet, quickly fell asleep. I'm not sure how much later it was but I heard someone come into my room and close the door behind them; and then slide into my bed. I'm guessing I was semi conscious, still willing myself to enjoy my slumbers, and wholly unconcerned, as whoever it was alongside me, had known me all my life and had probably doubled up with me more than once at similar parties when I was a c***d.

I drifted back to sleep feeling the vague warmth emanating from the body next to me and lulled by a familiar perfume.

My sleep was next disturbed when I felt my legs being eased gently apart. Eyes wide open, I could see the outline of a figure under the duvet, knelt between my legs, just an instant before I felt her tongue gently lifting my clit from its hood. I knew immediately it was a woman - her tongue was small, soft and wonderfully agile. She stopped - almost frozen - when she realised from my movement that I was awake. I placed both hands on her head and encouraged her back to delighting me. Pulling one hand back up, I realised that my nipples were wide awake too and I teased them and caressed my breasts while my partner continued to work her oral magic. She was now licking rhythmically up and down my pussy and I had a tight grip on a handful of her hair.

I knew from the feel and shape of her hairstyle and the contour of her head and shoulders that it was Sheila, a close friend of my mother. She made me cum so hard that I had to quickly put a pillow over my face to muffle my moans. She kissed her way back up my body, grazing my nipples with her teeth (God, I love that!) and finally emerged from under the duvet. Without a word she grabbed my head and kissed me strongly, urgently and passionately. I found myself responding with equal ferocity and my hands were all over her, exploring every bit I could reach.

By the time she finally rolled off me, I knew what I wanted to do next. I went down on her! The smell and taste of her pussy were like nothing I had ever experienced before but I knew I had found something I was going to become addicted to. She was surprisingly strong in forcing my head between her legs, and arching her body to jam her pussy against my mouth and nose. She too, smothered herself with a pillow when she came.

We spent the rest of the night locked in a tight embrace and kissed, licked, rimmed, fingered and explored each other to the point of glorious exhaustion. We slept briefly, entwined in a beautifully sensual embrace and when we woke had one last quick 69 to leave a smile on our faces.

When we opened my bedroom door to face the world, mid morning both my parents were already up and dressed and starting to tidy up whilst also preparing breakfast. Sheila's husband was still asleep in his sleeping bag in the alcove.

My mother asked Sheila if she had managed to sleep well in my bed and Sheila said she had absolutely no complaints.

Had she asked me the same question, would I have told her that I slept well until her best friend had licked and fucked me senseless. . . . ?