I was in college when it happened. College itself is like a gateway drug. You do it and it opens you up to many different ideas and experiences, and eventually you get over whelmed and crumble at the feet of your wasted money.
This is not how all experiences are perceived of course, but that's how I felt starring into my mirror the morning after. It wasn't a bad feeling, my grades were slipping, my social life was expanding, and I had gotten my first hickey from a girl; my first lesbian experience.
The Seduction
It was actually my idea. I had gotten it into my head that I needed at least one lesbian experience. Gay friends of mine thought it was a terrific idea. I had always played with the idea that I could be bi. All I needed was a willing participant.
Her name was Adriana. She was Mexican and two years older than me. I picked her out of my group of friends because she was the most…willing. She was constantly talking about how horny she was, about how she needed to fuck her boyfriend, how good her past fucking session was, about things she wanted to shove inside her pussy. At first I couldn't take it, it disgusted me. But then I started to become aroused by her stories.
She'd often tease me. She'd sit on my lap and shake her ass around. She'd lie down next to me when I was being lazy on a mutual friend's bed. She'd hold my hand while we walked. She'd flash me in pools. I don't think she every purposely meant this all to lead to an erotic night, but it sure helped.
I had originally asked her if she wanted to be a model for a photo shoot where she would be nude. She consented. I extended the invitation from being my model to staying with me that night. I don't know if she knew why I asked her to stay, she didn't give any hints to knowing my intentions, but she agreed that it would be fun to have a sleep over.
So we did, I watched her take off her clothes with an expressionless face even though I could feel the space between my legs warming up. I had her position herself on my bed and I shot her. There was nothing remotely pornographic about those pictures. I didn't have her lay on my bed with her legs spread. I just had her pose like a standard, artsy shoot.
But it made me wild. After the shoot we both just laid in my bed watching TV. It was quiet, but my mind was buzzing with ideas on how to get her to consent to experiment with me. At some point her arms went around me and my face went into her neck. After a couple of minutes we'd both reposition ourselves to get closer to each other.
She lifted her head up and looked at me. I stared into her eyes and smiled.
"Are you a lesbian?" she asked me. I told her I was bi.
"Would it be weird if I wanted to kiss you?" she asked me. I told her no. And then her lips touched mine. They were so soft, the softest I had ever felt – a woman's lips – so tender.
And then she began to eat my face. The softness turned to ferocity and passion. Her tongue pushed its way past my teeth and her mouth opened wide to try to take all my lips and tongue in. She was moving at such a fast pace that I felt like my breath had escaped me. Her mouth then moved from my own to my neck where she sucked fiercely.
Her hands were everywhere. They were at my face, then at my hair massaging my scalp. Then they cupped my tits and stroked my pussy through my jeans. I was getting so hot, and I could tell she was getting hot too.
We had rolled around the bed some trying to dry hump each other. She suggested we get on the floor, and we did. I was on top of her as I ground my hips into hers. We were in a tribbing position with our legs cross in such a way that allowed our pussies to bump. We moved our hips rhythmically as moans escaped from both of us. I so wanted to feel her warm cunt on my pussy. I wanted to grind into her, I wanted her naked, I wanted to feel her tits, I wanted them in my mouth.
