Those of you that have read my other Literotica submissions will have noted that I've had an involvement with other women quite frequently through most of my adult life. Some will have concluded that I'm bi-sexual. And that may well be the case for I do feel as comfortable sexually with a woman as I do a man.
But to me it's more than that. I'm not sure that either men or women should be classified as straight, bi or gay? I'm not at all sure that the term bi is any different really to being straight. The reason I say that is because I, more and more, firmly believe that given the appropriate circumstances then most, if not all, women would indulge with their own sex. The same applies to men but their conditioning being so strongly macho makes it more difficult for them to acknowledge that they could be sexually stimulated by one of their own sex.
Don't worry this isn't going to be diatribe on sexual psychology.
I just feel that a little intro is needed to the experiences I'm going to relate to anyone brave and patient enough to read the several parts that will follow over the next few weeks. For, yes, this is the story of my involvement with other women from my teens right up to now.
Now for anyone reading this who has seen my other submissions about Jenny, Sara and Carey will need to take those into consideration with the following to get the fullest picture of what I've got up to. Those that have not read them are urged to do so before taking on the following.
I should also mention that I've not always been the fuller figured woman I now am that you may have seen on my profile. So to show you what I was like at some of the stages of this series and just how time has changed me I shall be regularly updating my photo. I may also be able to pop some photos on there of some of the people I write about so keep checking.
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Part 1: Early Fumblings!
Other than the, what I'm told, are quite usual schoolgirl crushes on teachers and older girls at school I had absolutely no conscious sexual feelings towards other females until late into my teens. Obviously I was aware of lesbianism and had heard vague comments about bi-sexuality but they didn't occupy my mind or the conversations of the friends I had at that time. Boys and "doing it" were far more interesting.
It may not seem it now but I was a well brought up girl stuffed full of "proper" values and conditioned to behave well and proper. I was not terribly promiscuous during my teens and I whizzed through them with nothing more than the loss of my cherry and a few male partners before moving into my more turbulent twenties when I met Kevin and, as they say, the rest is history. On the way to making that history there were, though, some women.
But I leap ahead of myself.
I was at college when I first came into contact with women who preferred women and that was both lecturers and some of the other girls. Again, though, I felt no attraction to them and no real interest for, among other things, they were all so ugly and very manly. The cropped hair and dungarees look has never appealed to me and I find nothing whatsoever attractive in unshaved armpits!
I was in with a fairly large group of both sexes and although there was some sex going on between a few of them it was far less than I had imagined and what I guess is prevalent nowadays. I became quite close friends with three other girls, Anne, Susie and Clara and we became a sort of team working together very often and spending much of our spare time in each others company. I'll skip over much of the detail and background, otherwise this will never get finished, and I'll cut to the chase.
It was near to end of term and we had finished the exams and were sort of binging out a bit as the rest of our group gradually drifted off home for the holidays. The four of us had stayed on longer to attend a party and we'd been drinking far too much for several nights in a row. We were in Clara's flat, she was rich, lying around watching TV and drinking wine when Susie, the most flamboyant of us came out with.
"God I feel so fucking horny I could fuck anyone right now."
That was how she talked most of the time and we paid little attention to her swearing.
Surprisingly for her, Anne also chimed in that she felt the same way and felt that she was missing out on life being at uni for her friends at home who had got jobs seemed to be having so much more fun thn we were.
We were now all a little drunk and a couple of them started dancing to the music that was always playing and someone said something about not needing men meaning, of course, for dancing but we all joined in slagging off the other sex. We all started dancing and we were having a good time just as we had so many times before but this time something changed. What it was I have no idea but somehow when the fast music changed to a slower number we were dancing as two couples and then the four of us joined together our arms around each others shoulders. We moved around in a circle now and then all shuffling towards the middle so that our bodies touched. Still I had no sexual thoughts or any hint of arousal but, as I learned later, Clara and Susie did.
And it was Susie who then suggested that we should play strippers.
Her ideawhich I guess was cunning really, was that we should each in turn do a striptease to the music. Daft and slightly unbelievable I know but then we all were only 19 and 20.
Clara started and we sat around clapping as she slipped her tee shirt off and wiggled out of her jeans. Susie, a big girl, went next and she was also quickly down to her bra and pants then I did my bit and then Anne. So there we were four quite attractive girls sitting in a flat in our underwear. We drank some more and we smoked some weed, as we called it then, so that we were all now quite high so that when Susie said.
