I am a 33 year old married female and an avid fan of Literotica. While I have read the stories for several years, I just recently joined and began posting comments to some of the stories I have enjoyed. A majority of stories tend to be fictional or fantasies but occasionally a few claim to be based, at least in part, on some actual experience. I'm not much of a writer. Actually I've never written any story but I do have a vast and active personal sexual history on which to draw.
My husband and I are both bisexual and enjoy a very healthy sex life with each other and men and women who I often bring home. Dan, my husband, was not only heterosexual when we met, but was fairly inexperienced when it came to sex. By the time we married, I not only had him enjoying relations with other men, he was encouraging me to have sex with men and women alike, whether he participated or not.
Dan, after reading some of the stories on Literotica, encouraged me to write about my experiences. My name is Samantha, or "Sam" as many of my close friends and family call me. Many people have commented that I look similar to Charlize Theron although I think we're a little different in the build. I'm 5'7" and weigh 115 lbs with a 36C-25-37 body with light blonde hair down to my shoulders.
While I will not say that my family is wealthy, my father has been involved in the investment business and he has done quite well. I have one older brother Stephen who is six years older and we grew up in the Atlanta, Ga. While Stephen went to Georgia Tech, I opted for Clemson, a nearby University in South Carolina.
When I was 15, I attended a sleep over at a friend's house up the street from us. Lori and I had been best friends since we moved to the neighborhood when I was in second grade. Lori had invited several girls, all of us close in age, from the neighborhood. Rhonda and Dawn were also best friends. I didn't know much about Teri, a year older than me, who was closer to Lori than myself.
While nothing sexual occurred that night, there was chemistry between Teri and me. She was just fun to be around. We spent so much of the evening talking that Lori seemed to be quite jealous. Unfortunately, Teri's family moved to another neighborhood not long after our sleep over and I wouldn't see her again until I graduated high school. The next couple of years were filled with dates with boys and parties that were rather innocent in nature. Many of the boys that took me out for a movie or pizza were often content with a few kisses at the door or listening to the stereo or watching some TV together.
In 1995, our family moved into a pretty upscale neighborhood not far from where we had lived. Stephen, my brother, had graduated high school and was now attending Georgia Tech leaving just me and my parents at home. Our new home was a split level house with a downstairs den that led to a patio and a pool. There was a guest bedroom on the downstairs level that dad converted into a study. My parents and my bedrooms, along with a spare, were upstairs as well as an upstairs living area where we spent most of our family time watching TV.
It was after my senior year in high school, that I again hooked up with Teri. We had moved to a section of Atlanta that was near where she lived and I would often see her at clubs and parties I attended. She actually ran around with a different group of girls but I always exchanged pleasantries to her when I saw her. She was even prettier than the last time I had seen her as we both started to fill out quite a bit. Gone were the little skinny girls of our youth as we were beginning to enter womanhood.
Teri is perhaps a couple inches shorter than myself with brown dark hair past her shoulders. She also has a dark complexion and the prettiest brown eyes.
A great many of us girls took off that summer after our senior year for Jekell Island, a beach resort in Georgia. Jekyll was sort of an annual trip that many of the young people who had just graduated high school or finished college for the summer went on. Most of us had by that time turned 18, and while our age prevented us from, getting into many of the bars and nightclubs, it didn't deter us from having a great time. We had talked our parents into an unchaperoned trip and we spent much of the week celebrating our next step in our life as we prepared for college. Many girls from our old high school were there, including Teri who had just wrapped up her freshmen year at Tech.
It was during this week that one of my girlfriends mentioned that Teri and some of the girls she hung out with were "lezzies." As crazy as it sounds, I was not altogether sure what a lesbian was or more accurately ... did! I was pretty sure it was girls who liked each other, but at the time I was still a virgin myself and not very experienced in the way of sex. Most of what I knew about sex came from movies or one of my girlfriends who likely embellished their story.
It really surprised me though because Teri was so pretty and I guess I had in my mind lesbians were much more athletic, mixed up or something. I realize I had not seen Teri in a while but I had heard she had dated some of the same guys we dated in high school.
I ignored the comments and decided to embark on reigniting my friendship and pulled up a towel and laid out most of the week with her. We really hit it off together and pretty much picked up where we left off a few years before. I really enjoyed spending time with her.
Dad had purchased me a Mustang convertible for my eighteenth birthday and when we returned from the beach I began to call Teri about coming over to lay out by our pool or go on shopping excursions. I would often swing by and pick up Teri as we spent more and more time together. Just as often she dropped by herself and I really got very close to her again.
One day later in the summer, we had been laying out by my pool for the better part of the afternoon listening to music. Late that day, we went inside where we both took showers and wrapped up in fluffy white beach towels. Mom and dad were not home and we pretty much had the roam of the place. I'm not sure why neither of us had changed yet, but I recall we were both lying across my bed, wrapped up in the towels talking when out of the blue I asked her why my friends had called her a "lezzy"?
"Who said that?" Teri inquired.
"I don't know. Sharon, ... Cindy, one of the girls. Are you?" I pressed.
Teri looked down at the bed and was quiet for a few seconds as she collected her thoughts.
"Well," she paused, then looking back at me with those big brown eyes, "You've dated quite a few boys over the last few years. And you and Tommy have been an item for most of the year right?"
"Yea, so what's that got to do with it" I inquired.
"Well, I've been out on dates with boys too. But, I'm not real attracted to boys. I mean they're okay and everything I suppose. But the thing is I found out that I really like being with girls," Teri explained.
"Being with them how?" I pressed.
"Well, I met a woman, a few months ago," she started.
"A woman," I interrupted.
"Well she's older than us, in her thirties. Jennifer -- that's her name. I met her out one night and we ended up at her place. I'm not sure why I went with her, but she seemed to put me at such ease. The next thing I know she was kissing me and I was feeling like I had never felt before. It was different than the way any guy had ever kissed me. Well, before I knew it, she was making love to me. Jennifer did things to me no one ever had."
"You and her? I mean what did you do? I don't understand," I asked, real unsure of what she could have done that made her feel so good.
"Sam, I like kissing girls. I like being with girls," she added with a little more emphasis. "Jennifer showed me something about myself I never knew and ..."
