I am a bisexual 18 year old girl, and enjoy making love to people of both sexes.
I started my sexual life with another girl when we were both 14. We both loved what we did, and neither of us feels any shame because of it. With only one exception, I only have sex with somebody inside of a relationship.
This occurred during a summer when I was 18. I live in the Los Angeles area, so the beach is a favorite place to go. I am short, with long hair so I tend to stand out a bit. On top of that my dark tan makes me look like some kind of beach bunny.
This day, I was hanging out near a pier and started to talk with this girl. We quickly started to laugh and talk, comparing which guys we thought were cool, and which were geeks. She had recently moved to the area, and I told her about the places for girls our age to go.
I was dressed in my new bikini. It was as low-cut as my father would let me get away with, and not as low as I wanted. She was in a real tight red one-piece. She was taller then me (then again, who is not?), and more rounded. I liked the way she looked, but kept that to myself, not wanting to freak out my new friend.
We walked up and down the beach all afternoon. Talking about guys, playing in the water, playing games in the arcade, and the usual stuff. We spent about an hour flirting with these 2 good looking guys. They bought us lunch, and finally left when they realized that neither of us would do anything more with them on that day. Before they left, we both told them to look for us another day.
When it was starting to get dark, we went to the lockers to get our stuff and change back to regular clothes. I had ridden my bike there, while her mom drove her over. When we got to the shower building, there was only one change room/shower unoccupied. Marti suggested we share it, and it sounded reasonable to me. I mean, it was no different from what I did during gym at school.
Once inside, I stripped down, and moved under the luke-warm water. My nipples hardened, but that was strictly involuntary. They got stiffer when I saw her remove her suit. This girl was fine looking. Like me, she kept her pubic hair closely trimmed, and I moved my hand down to wash the sand and salt out of my own, running my fingers through my short hair, and wishing that it was hers.
She moved next to me, and we brushed against each other a few times as we washed our hair and bodies. Even though it should normally take only 2 minutes or so to do this, we both lingered. I did not want to leave her so soon, and she seemed to be the same way.
I turned my back to her to rinse my face, and I felt her hands on my back. "Let me make sure all the sand is off" she said as she ran her hands up and down my spine, eliciting chills. After several passes, her hands were at the small of my back, and lightly caressing my side. I shivered, and bit my lip to not moan at her touch. The then blew my mind when she reached around to my front, and lightly grasped my breasts.
I moved back to press my back against her front, feeling her large breasts press into my back. I turned around, and we kissed there under the water. Marti continued to caress my breasts and nipples, as my hands moved up and down her back. I moaned and grasped her head as she broke the kiss and ducked down, suckling on my right nipple as I cradled her head. I started to feel guilty, because I was already seeing a girl, but the lust could not be denied.