My name is Paige, Paige Mayo. This is the story of how I was introduced to lesbian sex, and how I grew to love it.
To describe myself, you'll best know me as SoCal Val, but for this story I'm going by my given name Paige Mayo.
Anyhow, tonight I'm wearing a silver satin dress with matching heels, and even went so far to to match my underwear with the dress.
I sit in a local bar on a slow Saturday night in Orlando, Florida.
I was about to call it a night when a friend was of mine comes walking in.
Her name is Mallory, but her stage name used to be Hazel.
"Paige? What are you doing here?" Mallory asks.
"I'm just here drinking my sorrows. What brings you here, Mal?"
"Would it surprise you if I said I wanted to hook up tonight."
"It does, actually, do you see anyone you want to hook up with tonight?" I ask.
"I do, and she's sitting right in front of me." She says, putting her hand on my shoulder.
"Mallory, I'm not a lesbian, and neither are you. So, stop this...what are you doing?" I say, as I feel her hands on my breasts.
"Come on, Paige, I've always wondered what it would be like to be with a woman. You can't tell me you haven't wondered the same thing." She says, sitting down next to me.
"Can we kiss first? See if there is a spark?" I nervously say.
She gently cups my face in her hands, and softly kisses my lips, which quickly turns more passionate, after a few minutes, I have to break the kiss.
"Ok, wow! Should we go to my place or yours?" I say, a little flustered.
"Let's go to yours!" Mallory says, giving my breasts a good squeeze.
Mallory pays for my drinks, and we race hand in hand to her car, which thankfully is waiting in the parking lot.
We get in and she races away, and about 20 minutes later we arrive at my home, but, before I could get out, Mallory locks the doors.
"What are you doing?" I ask her, shocked.
"Take your panties off before we go inside...better yet, take your bra off as well. Do it, whore!" She sternly says to me.
Reluctantly I slide my panties off, and actually I'm able to easily remove my bra from under my dress.
"Hand me those, Paige!"
I hand her my lingerie, she takes my panties and quickly holds them up to her nose, inhaling my sweet sexual discharge.
"Mmm, your pussy smells sweet, go ahead, you can get out now." Mallory says, unlocking to door.
I unlock the door to my home, with Mallory right behind me.
Once inside, she pins me against the front door, tears my dress open, exposing my 34c breasts, and roughly begins kissing me.
"Mallory...stop...you're...hurting...me!" I say in between kisses.
Mallory stops and blushes. "I'm sorry, Paige. I got really worked up, I'm so sorry." She says, kissing me softly this time.
"It's ok." I whisper to her, my hands finding her breasts this time.
"Paige, you naughty girl! Touching my tits!" She says, making me blush.
Mallory leans down and begins to suck and nibble on my nipples, maybe biting a little too hard.
"Ow! Mal, stop, that really hurts." I cry out.
She stops biting and just starts sucking on my nipples, making them stand at attention.
"How does that feel?" She asks.
"Feels really good!" I moan out.
"Take your dress off, Paige." She orders, slapping my breasts.
I slide the rest of my torn dress off, showing her the thin strip of red pubic hair above my clit.
"Ooh! Your pussy is pretty, Paige! I can't wait to run my tongue over that clit!" She says, softly touching my pussy.
"Mallory, I don't think it's fair that I'm naked and you're fully clothed, can you strip, please?"
