So we'll do this like an interview, if that's ok? Good, then let's begin. My name is Mikayla and I love having sex with both men and women. I guess the first time that I fully noticed another girl's body which wasn't my own, or of my older sister's, was in high school. (lighting a cigarette and taking a long draw). It was in the locker room after field hockey practice that I looked at Becky Ferguson and noticed her body. Her and I both had turned eighteen over the summer and while she had developed perky breasts and a nice shapely figure, I was still more of the tom boy type with a plain body. She was the perfect little pageant princess. I say that because she actually was a pageant princess. Since the day she turned four years old, Becky's mom had put her in every pageant she could. So Becky grew up with attention constantly being showered upon her and she loved it. So there was Becky with her curvy tits and great shape giving her another reason for girls to be envious of her.
But enough about Becky since this is my story, not hers. Like most teen girls, I had my share of boyfriends throughout school. Some were awkward, fumbling with their words, sloppily trying to kiss me, and so on. Then there were the ones who had watched entirely too much porn on the internet and were overly confident which equates to being too handsy but on the whole, really great kissers.
Take Wesley for example who had also turned eighteen just before beginning the school year. Wesley was a guy who I had as a boyfriend whom I dated on and off through out school. He was gentle and treated me great. He had good manners, smelled nice, and didn't get too handsy whenever we kissed. Wesley had apparently learned to kiss by watching lots of romantic movies, or so that was his story. I seem to think that like every teen boy his age, he watched as much porn as he could, but I'm going on and on. This is, after all, my first story about when I had my first lesbian encounter.
Fast forward to my high school graduation. I was excited to move on and leave school far behind. Behind, that is, after the graduation party. The graduation party was basically just like every other high school party I had attended throughout the year. There was lots of alcohol, loud music playing through somebody's radio, some dancing, and yes, lots of people hooking up. The only difference was that this would probably be the last time many of us since we'd all be heading our separate ways as we go on with our lives after high school. It was here, this night, that I started letting my feelings of curiosity take over about having sex with another girl. Let me set this up for you (taking another drag from the cigarette).
Wesley and I were on again, off again pretty much throughout the year. Basically, he was around when I wanted to get fucked, tonight being no exception. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't only hung up on his dick alone. There had been many others throughout our senior year whom I'd spread my legs opened for but Wesley was my 'go to'. So he and I found each other that night for one last session. Something that you should know was that these parties were usually held in some farmer's field away from the threat of being caught by the law for underaged drinking and other mischief. It wasn't uncommon for people to be moving just out of the lighting of the party and spread a blanket to have sex.
