Hi, my name's Lissa and I would like to tell you about my first lesbian experience.
It had been awhile since I had gotten any. My on again off again boyfriend Miquel decided he didn't want a serious commitment. That's fine by me because I was sick of his bullshit. I wasn't meeting any (decent) men and I was getting really lonely for some one on one companionship if you know what I mean.
The only sex I was getting, was second hand so to speak.
My cute little roommate Teena was getting plenty of action. Teena's a sexy little blonde white girl with a bubbly personality and size 36 C breasts. She had to beat the men off with a stick!
We had been best friends since grade school. We had planned to live together since we were children. The arrangement worked out for both of us. I didn't have any complaints. I didn't even mind the sounds of her loud love making when ever she had her current boyfriend Colby over.
I actually enjoyed listening to her sexy squeals and got really hot. If I was alone and horny (if I wasn't already, her moans soon made me that way!) I fingered myself trying to hold back from coming until she did.
When the shoe was on the other foot and I was making love with Miquel, I often wondered if she did the same thing. I know I make a lot of noise. I'm a screamer. I especially love it when I get it doggie style. Teena has never complained. The next morning she usually gives me a knowing smile, but never says a word.
My day started prematurely while Teena and Colby indulged in some early morning delight.
I was woken up by Teena's screams of intense sexual pleasure. It sounded like Colby was really sticking it to her. I was instantly aroused.
I furiously diddled myself and had a really hot climax just as Teena came. I always knew when she actually got their by this cute little 'oh-oh-OH!' thing she did. I whimpered my orgasm into my pillow.
Fully awake I rolled out of bed to get ready to go to work. Coming down from the orgasm I was starting to feel a little pathetic and depressed. I really needed to get out and find me another man.
I pulled my silk black nightie over my head and took stock of myself in my full length mirror.
I am a damn sexy woman!
I'm a bit overweight, I'll admit, but I'm curvy in all the right places.
I'd just gotten my hair done a deep rich burgundy. It complimented my sumptuous brown skin. I have a pretty face with large soulful eyes and long dark lashes. I also have huge double D breasts with nipples like chocolate kisses, a neatly trimmed bush, and a damn fine ass.
I needed to get Miquel out of my system. After work I was going to my favorite club and find me someone new!
I got ready for work and went out into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. I could hear Teena and Colby saying their goodbyes at the front door.
I went ahead and poured Teena a cup because I knew it would be the first thing she wanted when she joined me in the kitchen.
The bitch always looked good even in her old tattered pink robe and yesterday's make up.
Her long blonde locks were tousled and wild making her look even more sexy. My pussy lit up again knowing she was totally nude under there!
"Oh Lissa, Thank you." Teena gratefully took her mug. "I love you."
Over the years I had entertained the fantasy of doing a little 'experimentation' with my friend, but I never thought she would go for it. She was way to boy crazy for one thing and I couldn't risk losing her friendship. I kept my lustful thoughts to myself. We have had some hot conversations and confided all our deepest dirty sexy secrets to each other. At least so I thought anyway.
"You look nice." Teena commented as she surveyed my outfit.
I told her my plans to stop by 'Vikki's' after work.
"You go girl!" Teena cheered me on with a grin. "If you don't mind Colby and I can meet you there after the shop closes."
I told her it was fine by me. I was looking forward to a night of dancing and drinking. It was Friday and I could sleep it off the next morning. I hoped that tomorrow there would be someone in my bed to wake up to.
Work dragged by slowly, but finally it was 7:PM and I left the office.
When I got to Vikki's, the place was in full swing. I merged into the action and up to the bar to order a drink.
The thing I really love about Vikki's was that anyone was welcome to come in and have a good time. It didn't matter if you were black or white, gay or straight, business person or biker. The only requirement was that you treated your fellow patrons with respect. The place was always packed.
Teena and I adored coming in here to dance the night away with a variety of different people. Most were regulars and I waved to several that called out to me.
I settled in at the bar with my drink and tapped my foot to the beat of the music.
"That looks good." A feminine voice spoke behind me. "What are you drinking?"
I turned to see a tall leggy blonde in a tight red dress.
"It's an Amaretto Sour." I told her.
"I'll have what she's having." The woman told the bartender.
She sat down in the seat next to mine. She opened her little clutch bag and produced a pack of smokes.
"Oh damn!" she muttered. "I can't find my lighter. Do you have a light?"
I produced one and lit her cigarette as well as my own.
"Thanks." She smiled at me. "My lighters have a bad habit of walking away."
She turned in her seat and watched the dancers on the floor.
"Are you waiting for some one?" she asked me.
I told her that my roommate and her boyfriend were planning to meet me here later.
We made small talk, but I was very aware she was eyeing me over in appreciation. I have gotten that look many a time from men, but never from a woman.
It made me really nervous, but not because I didn't like it. I was afraid I might be imagining she was coming on to me.
I also learned from our brief conversation that her name was Stacia.
"I love this song." Stacia sat down her empty glass. "Do you want to dance?"
It was no big deal to be asked to dance by another girl. Teena and I danced together all the time. I danced with lots of girls in this club. It was a lot of fun and never meant anything.
I agreed and we went out on the floor. The song was a fast one and we tore it up.
Stacia matched me move for move, her sexy body keeping time with the beat.
After a couple of dances, she grabbed my hand and lead me back to the bar.
"I don't know about you, but I can use another drink."
At the bar Stacia insisted on buying the drinks.
"Did you see anyone you liked when we were out dancing?"
She had gotten it out of me that I was there looking for a man.
"There's some possibilities." I said vaguely.
"So are you exclusively into men?" she asked as our drinks arrived.
"I..er..have only dated men in the past, but I always try to keep an open mind. I could find a woman that I might like."