I had just turned 19 when I moved out of state. I was looking to make new friends, so I listed myself in a directory, in hopes of meeting new people. Being a freshly out of the closet lesbian, itโs hard to make new friends in such a big city. A girl named Ginger 23 and from the same area, responded to my ad, was also looking for some fun. We went out once, had a great time, and made plans for a second date the following week. The second date she was to be coming over to my place. That night, I sat there waiting, staring at the clock, 10:17 PM. She told me she would be here by 10pm. pacing around the room, adjusting my shirt so just enough cleavage was showing, I hear my doorbell ring. Running down the stairs, I open the door and see her. Her hair was so shiny and beautiful in the light. She walked in explaining how horrible traffic was, but that the night ahead would be well worth it. Looking confused, I ask why. She holds out something wrapped in a paper bag. โHere, this is for you,โ she said. I take it and peer inside. Tequila. She knew how I was when I was drunk, I told her all about how extremely horny I get when I drink hard liquor. (But now as I look back on it maybe that was her intention the whole time.)
We sat on the couch and chatted as we drank. Shot after shot, my vision getting worse and worse. And out of no where, she leans over to me, and starts kissing me. Parting my lips with her tongue and shoving it into my mouth. Kissing her was great, and I was getting so turned on. After our little make-out session was thru, I took a few more shots, and then noticed the bottle was almost gone, I started to laugh, and show her how much Iโd drank, but sheโd gotten up. Looking at me with those devilish bedroom eyes, I knew what she was up to. I got up and followed her to my bedroom. Before I even got to my bed, her hands were all over my body, pulling at my clothes, as I was pulling at hers. I was so wet all I could think about was her sticking her tongue inside my hot pussy.