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A Memoir of my first and only Bi experience...

11:53 pm Friday, 28th September, 2012

I held onto her hips as they ground into mine, pussy to pussy, lips to lips. Her breasts melded with mine and our tongues met in a rapturous first kiss.

She was soft, and hard all at the same time, and I couldn't believe, couldn't fathom, how much I wanted her, how much I wanted to taste those nipples that crushed into me, those
smooth globes of breast and how much I ached to taste her below.

Friends for a long time and having studied at nursing college and flat-shared together for over a year, we found that wine and talk were all it took for us to betray fantasies we'd never thought we would fulfil, both bi-curious, both too shy to make a move...

She slipped down my belly and parted my legs, which quivered for her touch, then lovingly licked my bulging clit over and over, first soft and then more insistently, moaning with the effort and her own need. Her tongue worked my pussy until I crashed with waves of satisfaction. She brought me to a deep, overwhelming climax. My first girl-given orgasm.

I held her head in place, begging her to do it again before it faded. She did, stopping first to let me taste my juices on her tongue, then darting again in and out as I continued to roll with the feeling.

“Again?” she asked.

No, I said. Now me.

I rolled her over onto her back and licked her nipples to hard points, watching her face as I sucked, fingering her pussy as I licked. I felt her muscles, her wetness, her openness as I found my way around a pussy not my own, doing to her what I did for myself. Three fingers joined and I pushed myself into her gently, then firmly, as she moaned a Yes.

My tongue found her clit and I gently sucked, watching, watching as my fingers explored within. She gathered my hand up and sucked on my fingers, tasting herself while I sucked her.

Her orgasm came soon, and we rocked together, my head buried between and in her.

My first and only femme experience...



Comments
11:08 am Monday, 1st October, 2012

The thing that made it special and comfortable to explore was because we had become great friends and had trust. When you are opening yourself up to a new experience or fulfilling a fantasy it is both exciting and very nerve wracking. You wonder if the feelings and desire you have in your fantasy are just in your head, and when you come t putting it into practice that it may not make you feel the same way at all.

I think there is also a higher fear of not being attractive when it comes to being with or wanting to be with a woman.

Our very nature means that we are more likely to compare ourselves physically and beauty wise to the other woman, whereas you wouldn't compare your own attractiveness t that of a man you were thinking about being intimate with.

Us women worry about allsorts of silly stuff... you know, what if they spot my little patch of cellulite or think my bums saggy, oh god! her tits are bigger than mine... lol

The fact is that the bi world is just as diverse as hetro. We all fancy different things and admire different parts of the body, with some there is a perfect idyll that the look for, other's look at the whole package including the brain (which incidentally is the biggest sexual tool we have).

I think the important thing is to allow ourselves the right to be who and what we are. To explore our sexuality when we feel comfortable doing so and with who we feel comfortable, if you do that, then the mix is delightful and leaves you with delicious memories like it has for me:) x

11:04 am Wednesday, 3rd October, 2012

A very erotic piece, all the more exciting that it is the telling of a true experience. So glad that you overcame the trepidation and made this an intense and breathless reality...... x

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