First Lesbian Experience Story Novels & Stories

“Thеѕе fіrѕt experiences are раіnfullу еmbаrrаѕѕіng. Thеу’rе fіndіng their way to a whоlе new lеvеl оf intimacy wіth the орроѕіtе ѕеx. With that соmеѕ a nаturаl desire to соnсеаl аnу events they consider сlumѕу.” Hеr tаkе оn thіngѕ is refreshing. I’d been іmаgіnіng bullіеѕ, аbuѕе or worse. “Sо you dоn’t know fоr sure, but thіѕ is уоur best guеѕѕ?”

I hand it over to her, my stomach drops. “Ohhh! This one is wild,” the woman squeals, and the room erupts in laughter. “It’s a Truth.” “Ah,” I sigh, relieved it isn’t a dare. She reads the note aloud. “What was your first sexual experience like?” My heart sinks. I glance at Atlas, then at Lance. “Go on,” she urges, wiggling her brows. The room stares at me, waiting. But how am I supposed to tell them I’m still a virgin? Crap. Maximus and I had almost gotten intimate once when we went swimming, but I wasn’t ready. I could’ve told that story, the way others did.

“I don’t share either,” “Okay, we have established that, let’s just say, both are great in bed, now Tell me about your first sexual experience, I had mine when I was eighteen and even though you were going through it then, I still told you the details, now I want to hear what it is like to be touched for the first time as a twenty-plus old woman,” I rolled my eyes again and settled back in bed.

she asks, pouring herself another glass of wine. “Oh, no . . . I can’t,” I say, feeling the buzz of alcohol disappearing faster than an ant on a gas lit stove burner. “Go on, I told you mine. Tell me yours.” “Oh, all right,” I sigh. “My first just so happened to also be my first boyfriend, Ted. The douche was a typical seventeen year-old horny fuck-rag male, who got fed up with my not being ready to do all the things seventeen year-old horny fuck-rag males want to do, and so he tried to force himself on me. He didn’t succeed. I like to imagine after I flushed his penis down the toilet it was eaten by one of those mythological alligators in the sewer. The rest of his body I cut up and left in

Casey asked her friend who laughs at her. "I'll tell her to give you some tips about s*x..." she said, laughing. "You don't need to tell her about it. I don't any tips about s*x because—" "Because what?!" She exclaimed. She sighed sharply. "We had s*x before. We had s*x the night before leaving the place where we stayed for a week, Cora," she announced to her friend. She couldn't believe it. "Really?" She nods. "Yes, Cora. We had s*x before leaving the province. You don't have to give me some tips about s*x because I experienced it already. It's my first time. I was scared, but I faced my fear," she said.

I kissed her and her tongue plunged in, sweeping my mouth of her essence. Mom paused, pulling back, "I want to explore you." I rolled off her thin body onto my back, spreading my legs. My body buzzing with the energy of anticipation. Amanda's hands caressed my skin with a feather touch, avoiding my nipples and pussy, for now, as she told me the story of her first lesbian encounter with her married English professor in college and how the husband found them naked and eating each other and joined in. The liquid lust flowed from my vagina. Mom leaned over me, her modest breasts hanging down. I touched her nipple, she purred, "It's my turn."

AGNARR. I unzip my own pants and pull out my cock. “This will be a story we’ll remember years from now.” She whispers in my ear, “That our first time was in an alley in a small town on the borders of Clair De Lune.” A soft wind blows, and I hug her tighter, feeling drunk with the haze of how this feels. Kissing her neck, I rub my cock against her clit making her moan. In a world where there are no risks or expectations, this would be perfect.

I'm quite thick especially on the thighs. "Oh come on! I told you about my first time!" "Which I didn't ask at all! You just barged into my room and spill everything eventhough I told you I didn't wanna hear it!" She laughs like a maniac but I still don't think it's funny. Three years ago she had sex with her boyfriend when she was only 17. She made me sit in my room and listen to every bit of her experience, for the fact she's a minor and he too was a minor. While I was the awkward 27 year old big sister who still hadn't had my first kiss.

“You won’t because I’m going to teach you.” He looked up, his blue eyes darkening with wild, unrestrained lust. “Tell me about the first time,” he said, his tongue snaking out to slid along his lower lip. “The first time I was fucked in the ass?” I asked and he nodded. “Well, I was about sixteen, I think. One of my boyfriends was curious and so was I so we grabbed some lube and condoms and just experimented. It wasn’t the earth-shattering experience I was expecting but it got progressively better as we kept at it. Now I love it. There’s nothing like having a fat cock stretching your ass and filling it up with cum. You ought to try it sometime.”

ʼ I couldn't help but smile at the sweet and thoughtful message. I instantly saved his number, messaged him that I was already home, and thanked him for asking. I finally stood up from the couch, picked up my bag and shoes, and entered my room. I dumped them on the floor, pulled off my wrinkled clothes, and showered. The warm water flowed down my body, loosening the aches all over my body. I noticed blue-purplish hickeys all over my shoulders and even on my thighs. I blushed bright red as my mind returned to my night with Alejandro. He came through on his promise and made sure my first time was memorable for me.