My First Lesbian Experience

 It was a cold night in late February, just a few miles off campus from a generic northern university. One of those crisp nights when you can smell the snow coming. I was eighteen, a lowly pledge and designated "Sober Sister" at a lame joint Fraternity/Sorority mixer, which meant I was required to stay sober and drive the intoxicated, initiated sisters home. It was about midnight when one of the few sisters I had come to adore asked me to drive her back to her apartment. Her family was quite well off and she was one of the few people I knew who had their own super-styling pad, not the usual college digs with a million roommates, so I always enjoyed hanging out with her. She was a senior, over twenty-one with a fully stocked bar, so since I was bored, sober and really in the mood to get out of there, I jumped at the chance.

As we left the party, snowflakes started to fall. We both laughed and twirled around, catching snowflakes on our tongues. It was a pretty long walk down the street to get to where my sister "Laura" had parked her car. By the time we got to the car, the snow was starting to fall pretty hard.

We hopped in the car, turned on the radio and started the drive to Laura's apartment. "Frat parties are so lame, " she said," if we weren't obliged to go, I would just skip them altogether." "But some of the boys are hot," I giggled. "Honey they may be hot, but they have no idea what they are doing. They're just too young and dumb. Couldn't find their way around a woman's body if their life depended on it!" She exclaimed and looked at me with her patented what-the-fuck expression. "I like to date people with a little more experience, if you know what I mean?" she quipped.

I turned down the radio. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well exactly how may frat boys have you fucked so far?" inquired Laura. "Only two," I confessed," and I don't exactly know what I'm doing either. So I guess I am about as lame as a frat boy." I rolled my eyes, stuck out my tongue and gave her "the raspberry."

Then Laura's face got serious. "Have you even had an orgasm before?" I could feel my palms starting to sweat, even though they were wrapped around a cold steering wheel. I didn't know what to say. I thought I had had orgasms, at least from masturbating, but I really didn't have anything to compare to. I was a little embarrassed at my own naivete. The snow was coming down now like a white veil, almost completely obscuring the sign for her apartment complex. I nearly missed my turn and concentrated on my driving so as to avoid answering her extremely personal question. "Well, have you?" she prodded. I pulled into the parking spot in front of her building, turned off the car, looked her in the eye and said, "I'm really not sure. I think so. I don't know." She looked at me with a little grin and confirmed my worst fears. "Well, If you aren't sure, then you definitely haven't had one."

I sat there red-faced and humiliated. Laura reached out her hand and stroked my cheek. "Don't worry honey, you'll have one. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Come on inside, you can crash here tonight. We'll get wasted and make some naked snow angels or something. It'll be fun." So, we walked up the stairs to her apartment and headed inside.

Laura excused herself and disappeared into her bedroom, so I made myself comfortable on the couch. She reappeared moments later half naked carrying what looked to be some flannel pajamas and a video tape and set them down in front of me. "Here," she said,"get out of those wet clothes and put these on and I will make us some cocktails." Then she put on her pajamas and made her way to the kitchen.

"Pop that tape in the VCR while you're at it, don't forget to change it to channel three" she yelled from the next room. I balled up my clothes next to the sofa, put the tape in and hit play. It took me a few minutes of studying the remote to get the channel changed to three. But once I did, I got the shock of my life. There in living color, on the 27 inch screen were actual people having sex. And not just two people, there were six people having sex on this videotape. Naked, sweaty, very loud sex. I must have been in shock, because the remote fell out of my hand and I fell back onto the couch.

"Never seen a porno before?" asked Laura casually, returning with drinks and a bag of Doritos. I couldn't speak. "Well, I have found in my infinite wisdom, that the best way to learn is by watching other people." she declared. "You want to learn don't you? Find out what you're missing?"

It was a light bulb went off in my head. Here I was having an actual epiphany. A thousand thoughts rushed through my head and my eyes were glued to the screen. I looked like the RCA puppy, tilting my head back and forth checking out the sex from all different angles. And then, it started to happen. I could feel my pussy becoming engorged and excited just watching all the fucking. I got scared and sucked down my drink. Laura giggled at me and said,"Keep watching, I'll make you another one."

I did just that. I watched and marveled and the mouthes and the cocks and the pussies all fucking each other. The women were going down on the other women while the men were fucking them from behind. There were fingers in and out of holes. People screaming in ecstasy. I had never felt so turned on in my whole life.

Laura returned with another drink and some shots for both of us. I took the drinks and we slammed the shots. "There's another movie you should see. I'm gonna go get it." She ran down the hall to her room and returned almost immediately. As she changed movies I knocked down my drink. "Mind if I make another one?" I asked and headed into the kitchen." "Sure help yourself, but hurry back!"

As I made my drink, I thought about how horny I was and my hand wandered into my pajamas. I was soaking wet. I couldn't get the images out of my head, especially the ones of the women eating each other out. Then reality hit me for a second. "I hope Laura doesn't think I'm a pervert. What if this is some big sorority prank and she's going to tell the other sisters to humiliate me? Would she do that to me? I thought she was my friend." Thoughts of fear and anxiety raced through my head, and reluctantly I returned to the next room.

"Welcome back sexy. Have a seat." Laura patted the couch next to her and beckoned me to sit. I sat down stiff as a board, waiting for the axe to fall. "Why do you look so tense?" she asked. "I thought we were having fun?" She leaned in, put her hand on my thigh and started to play with my hair. "You don't have to be afraid of me. I'm your friend. I would never do anything to hurt you." There was a softness in her eyes that made me want to trust her. "We won't do anything you don't want to do, I promise." Laura smiled at me and got up off the couch. She turned up the sound on the TV slightly and the moans of the women on the tape echoed through my head. This new tape was different. This time there were no men having sex, just women. Incredibly beautiful women, doing very dirty things to each other. Laura looked at me in a way a woman had never looked at me before. Then she sat down next to me and whispered in my ear,"I guarantee, if I did that to you, that you would have a mind-blowing orgasm." Then, ever so slowly, her lips traveled slowly from my ear down my neck and there she began to kiss me.

I didn't know quite what to do. I didn't really even know what I wanted to do. I took a few deep breaths. This was one of those moments where your life changes forever, even if it was in a small inconsequential way, I would definitely be different if I acted on this impulse. I knew in no way was I repulsed by giving in to the impulse and I had no idea what that meant about my sexuality. With Laura kissing and licking away at my neck, all I knew was that I was so turned on that I wanted her to fulfill her promise and make me cum. So, I whole heartedly gave in to my desire and attacked her.

I turned my head so our lips could meet and kissed her more passionately than I had kissed anyone before. I put my fingers in her hair and ran my nails down her back as she pushed me down onto the couch. She ripped off her top and she straddled my hips and bent to undo the buttons on mine. There we lay kissing and groping, drinking in the newness and excitement of the experience. I had never felt such soft, wet kisses on my lips and body before. Laura kissed her way down my torso and slid off my bottoms, running her finger nails down my legs. Then she looked me deep in the eyes and began to kiss my inner thighs.

Laura gently spread my legs and slowly slid her tongue from my opening, all the way up, over and around my clit. She licked and sucked all around my wet pussy and then thrust her tongue deep inside me. Her hands kneaded my breasts and her fingers gently played with my nipples as her tongue explored every inch of me. She ate my pussy slowly and deliberately, as if trying to make every nerve ending I had between my thighs catch on fire. I never knew oral sex could be so good. All the guys I had been with did the old alphabet trick on me and never really seemed that excited by eating pussy. But Laura was different, she was consuming me, becoming more feverish with every lick. She slid two fingers into my throbbing cunt and fucked me gently as she sucked on my clit. My back arched as I played with my tits and moaned in ecstasy. I rode her fingers as they quickened their pace, feeling my own juices trickle down into my ass crack. My pleasure began to increase exponentially as she sucked and fucked me until I erupted into her promise. It was indeed a mind-blowing fucking orgasm! My eyes rolled back into my head and I let out a thundering,"OH GOD!" as my legs and ass began to shake and I could feel my pussy contracting around her talented fingers. As my climax subsided Laura climbed on top of me and kissed me on the mouth. I could taste my own sweet juices on her lips and tongue and it made me yearn for more of her.

"You are very welcome." she laughed as she rubbed all over my body. I was in awe. "That was amazing," I gasped. "I had no idea. WOW! Thank you so much!" I kissed her gently and we snuggled a bit. Then curiosity got the better of me. "How did you know I wouldn't punch you out or something if you tried to kiss me?" I asked. "Women can just tell these things sometimes. It's a like a sixth sense I guess." said Laura, obviously pretty proud of herself. "You relax," she teased, "I'm going to make us some more drinks. After all, we've got all night..."