| My Story Background My name is Debby, and I'm 31 years old, and I'm bisexual. I've known that both men and women can do it for me since the age of 17. Although I've been in a steady relationship with a guy for almost 8 years, we'll probably never marry. Chris understands me very well, and he does not worry when I have some special time with my girlfriend Jen, because he knows that he's my only guy. We're exclusive, in a hetro sense. Jen is my sweety. She was my first, and so many years later we still share some very special stuff. I need her – she is my rock. We work hard at our relationship by not taking each other for granted. We're as close, or closer than sisters, not that I have one, but I'd imagine it's like that. My stories come from my imagination, because there is a line that I think we should not cross, and I never have. As much as younger girls turn me on, and I've been so tempted at times, I keep my desires in check and use writing as a release. Sometimes Jen and I role play, but I'm sure most couples do that at some stage. My First Time Where did my girl-lovin' ways begin? Well it was quite by accident. I was 17 and in my final year of high school. I was at a party with some friends, including Jen. We didn't know each other really well, but she was the younger sister of Sam, a girl in my year. She would have been 15 going on 16 at the time of this party. There was booze, and some drugs at the party, as you'd expect, but no-one was going crazy. Sam was intending to stay at the house in a spare room with her boyfriend, and Jen was meant to be going home. Their parents were quite liberal in their views, and had gone away for the weekend, trusting that cab-fare would get Jen home safely. Well Jen and I both had a bit too much to drink. We weren't pissed, but we were merry. Neither of us had hooked up with any guys, and ended up in a small group of girls, all sitting around an open fire pit in the back-yard, talking and joking about. The party was winding up, and Jen called a taxi. I knew she lived close to my house, so asked for a lift, and she agreed. The taxi arrived, and we were back at Jen's in no time at all. I was going to walk from there, but she invited me in. I thought "why not" and agreed, all quite innocently. As I found out, Jen's intentions were not as innocent, but more on that later. Jen found a bottle of wine in the bar fridge, and offered me some. I was not on a deadline to go home, so we sat on the lounge, with just the glow of the TV showing the overnight MTV programme, and shared our wine. We were sitting close, and I all of a sudden became aware of her hip against mine, and her hand on my leg. We were laughing about this particular video that was on the TV, and she was watching me intently. I then noticed her hard nipples poking against her tight top (she was not wearing a bra), and how cute she was. I'd never really looked closely at her that way before. Next came the bombshell, when Jen admitted, "You know I like girls, don't you?" I was startled, to say the least, but the alcohol and the setting must have had an impact, because I just sort-of nodded and went along with her. She continued "Did you know I like you?" I shook my head, and she added "Well I do. Can I kiss you?" I didn't really reply, so she leaned over a bit, looked at me for a signal, then she kissed me. Just lips, no tongue, but ever so sweetly. I think from that moment I was hooked. The second kiss I leaned as well, as I wanted it just as much, and with this one there was tongue. Nothing wild, just sexy and soft and wet. Mmmmm – I can remember it now and get damp just writing this. Her hands were all over my back, stroking and cuddling, and our mouths were locked together. After a time, we managed to separate a bit, and I told her "You know I've never done this before?" Jen just smiled, and I added "I'm no sweet little virgin, but I've never been interested in girls." Jen responded with "Well I like guys too, but I just love girls. We know the best way to please each other, better than a guy ever could." I thought about it, and had to admit she was right. Sometimes my masturbation sessions hit the highs better than anything a guy had ever achieved with me. I just loved being fucked by a nice hard cock, but that was the limit for most guys. I wondered if maybe I'd been missing out, having ignored the possibility of love-making with a girl. It may have been the alcohol, or it may have been how horny all that kissing had gotten me, but I said to Jen "Well come on then – show me how it's done for real." Jen did not need a second chance, and she grabbed me and dragged me to her room. "Can I undress you?" she asked me. I said OK because that had never happened to me in a sexual way before, and I thought I may chicken out if it was left up to me to strip bare. Jen kissed me sweetly, then began to peel my top and jeans off. I stood there in just a bra and g-string, and she kissed me again as she reached behind me to undo the bra. She slid it of me and free my arms, then stood back to look. Licking her lips she just said one word "Nice!" Now the moment of truth as she reached to remove my panties. She worked the elastic off me hips, and slid them down to the floor, kneeling as she did. Before I realised Jen had placed her mouth directly over my pussy, and planted a wet kiss on my lower lips. She stood again, and pushed me back on to the bed, and asked me to just wait and watch. It felt a bit weird right then. Lying naked on the bed of a 15-year-old girl, waiting for her to undress and join me for sex? Hell ..... what was happening? Jen was wearing a short thin calico dress that had been showing off her slim form and great legs all night. She slowly lifted the hem, gathering the fabric as she lifted it up and over her head. Instantly I was drawn to her modestly-sized breasts. No bra but sitting there proudly, perfect in shape, with the hardest pointiest nipples I'd seen ever. I could not wait to suck on them. My puss began to ooze, and I could not have imagined how horny I could get in this situation. My hand dropped to my mound to slide a finger in to my honeypot and spread the sticky juices all up and down my slit, from ass to clit. Jen watched me diddle, as she slid her panties off. Her puffy puss looked quite neat. Just a crack with no obvious protrusions. I thought about spreading those outer lips of hers and investigating, but before I could progress that thought, Jen was beside me, lying full length. "Now where were we?" she asked as she began to kiss me. Of course I responded with lips and tongue, and even some gentle teeth, as we wrapped our bodies tight, her thigh between mine and mine between hers, and that's the way we both orgasmed together, humping each other's legs, slippery pussy juices smoothing out the grind. With that first urgent orgasm out of the way, things became more relaxed, and slow. That's when I discovered how nice it is with another girl. Gentle, soft, slow, sexy ........... kisses, licks and nibbles. Jen taught me all about oral sex, bringing me to my second climax, then coaching and encouraging me as I tasted my first pussy. I must have done OK because she was glowing afterwards. We loved each other silly till the sun came up, then slept till noon. A Lasting Relationship Although I've had experiences with probably another dozen girls in as many years, Jen and I are so close it isn't funny. We joke about getting "married" or even living together, but why spoil what is working fine right now. Jen also has a boyfriend of about 3 years, but he knows nothing about how close we are. If Jen stays over with me he believes it's just a normal girly catch-up. I wonder what he'd say if he knew I was drilling her with my strap-on, or we were sixty-nining with her on top. As I mentioned, my boyfriend Chris knows all about us and he's cool with it. I sometimes get the idea he'd love to join in and make a threesome, but that will never happen. Why risk a great thing? My Others I'm not really a one-night-stand type of girl, but on occasion temptation or circumstance has landed me in someone's bed, or them in mine. I'm particularly proud of the three times I've been the "first" for a female lover. Ages have ranged from 15 to 30, with the 15-year-old a recent happening. She's the daughter of a neighbour, who became locked out of her house, and had to wait till her parents came home from work. She saw I was home and knocked on my door to use the phone. It all progressed from there ........ so I'll have to write the story and post it sometime. My Fantasies Here's where it gets interesting. My stories are a great release for my fantasies. Writing about lesbian relationships with girls of all ages allows me to get my horny thoughts on to paper, to be enjoyed by many. I love to look back over my writings, and often use them as a warm-up to a good masturbation session. While ever I have naughty thoughts or ideas, I think I'll be writing and sharing with other like-minded people. I hope you liked reading a little about me, from the heart and soul. |