My first time with a woman
Colleen and I went to Catholic school together from elementary school through high school. We were good friends. She was a scrawny little thing but pretty, a little on the crazy side but she had a family background to warrant it. We kept in touch through the first couple of years of college, but then, like many c***dhood friendships, we grew apart. We both got married, and after 25 years she got divorced. In 2014, towards the end of my marriage, I attended a conference in her metropolitan area.
Colleen drove down and we had a wonderful lunch together. I could feel there was a bit of a connection between us. I had not even considered myself being bisexual so I just chalked it up to the excitement of seeing her again.
She was no longer the scrawny little thing. She had grown voluptuous and would be considered a BBW on all account. I found her gorgeous, but she was (and continues to be) extremely self-conscious about her weight.
Fast forward to 2016. I was divorced and this was shortly before I met my current boyfriend.
Her father was in hospice for end of life care. She had returned to our hometown along with her siblings to deal with the inevitable. Colleen never had much of a relationship with her father. She invited me to have dinner out with her and her siblings. I want to be supportive of her in her difficult time, but she had a plan. She seduced me.
After dinner she invited me back to her father's apartment where she was staying. We sat on the couch, and it wasn’t long before she asked if she could cuddle with me.
I said yes, it seem innocent enough. As she cuddled in, her arms wrapped around me, her head on my breast, I wrapped my arm around behind her and held her shoulder as we talked about her father and whatever came to mind.
She would nuzzle into my breast occasionally. Of course it was the left breast, which is outrageously sensitive. The sexual feelings flooded my body and I allowed my left hand to slip off her shoulder and find rest on the curve where her waist meets her hip.
She looked up and said, “Kiss me, Kelly.”
And although I had never kissed a woman before, I wanted nothing as much as I wanted to taste her lips and tongue.
I leaned down and found myself in a passionate kiss. It was so different. So soft, so erotic. I felt myself getting wet. I wanted more.
Devious Colleen had her plan. She was in a soft sweater and we had a blanket over us. She wiggled a little bit and asked innocently, "Is this OK?" I looked down at her to see her without her sweater, just her lace bra holding back her creamy DD breasts. I almost fainted.
To answer her question, I nervously slipped off my own sweater and changed my position so we were lying side by side on the couch, face to face and breast to breast. She pulled the blanket back over us as our lips locked and our hands stroked any exposed skin. I suddenly felt unsure. I pulled my face away from hers but our bodies still touched. I was very turned on, but I was nervous with the newness of it all.
She asked me if I was OK. I said I was, but I just needed a couple of minutes. Colleen knew she already had me (she told me this a few days later). We talked a bit about our friendship, and being supportive in times of need. She sighed and said, "I suppose sex is out of the question, then."
Without hesitation I unhooked her bra, unhooked mine, and threw the useless fabric on the floor.
We were now breast on breast, nipple on nipple, and it was incredible.
Always body conscious, Colleen told me not to look at her right nipple because it was inverted and it embarrassed her. I told her I'd close my eyes. With my eyes closed I scooted down a bit and found her nipple with my tongue. She shuddered in pleasure as I licked. I took her nipple in my mouth, sucked on it, opened my eyes, looked up at her and said, "There, it's not inverted any more!"
Between our nervousness and excitement, that statement sent us into an uncontrollable giggle fit.
She grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bedroom, the rest of our clothing shed on the way.
We fell on the bed together, I felt like we were two goddesses of femininity, with our bodies so soft, and our curves so huge. We explored each other with our hands, with our mouths...
And then the front door opened.
Shelly, one of her younger sisters hollered out, "Coll? I brought that box of photos I've bee... Oh..." She started giggling. "I see by this river of clothing that now isn't a good time! Have fun!"
Colleen hollered back, "Thanks Shell!"
Before closing the door as she left, Shelly added, "Hi Kelly!"
I managed to squeak out "Hi!" before both Colleen and I busted out in laughter. We could hear Shelly laughing as she closed the door and left us to our own devices.
We just looked at each other in the half-light for a moment before Colleen launched herself across the bed to grab her laptop. "You HAVE to watch this. It's the sexiest thing ever. I bookmarked this two years ago and I get off to it all the time!"
She pulled up a porn site. PORN?? Really?!? Women can watch porn? Colleen enjoys it? The concept was so completely foreign to me.
The next thing I know, I was watching one impossibly beautiful Japanese woman go down on another.
"Now watch what she's doing! Listen to that sound, isn't it amazing?" It was. It really was. The woman was slowly sucking her clit in between her lips, holding it with a good deal of suction for a moment, and then letting it smack between her lips as she released it. What was most amazing was the real, uninhibited pleasure the other woman was receiving.
She writhed and moaned. The woman between her legs never changed techniques, but she sped up. Soon, the woman exploded in a huge orgasm. Colleen closed the laptop, looked at me with this super excited face and huge grin, and asked, "Well, what do you think of that?
I was so turned on. Between that scene and my first experiences with another woman, I was sloppy wet. I answered her, "That was amazingly hot. I can't believe how turned on I am!"
She lowered her voice a bit and slowed her words as she spoke very carefully, "For the last two years I have been dying to know that feels. It must be amazing."
I knew what was next. I was already firm in my decision.
"Kelly, would you, do you think you, you know the whole techni..."
"Yes!"
"Yes, Colleen, I want nothing more." You know your part--lie down and spread your legs. let me do my part."
"Do you think you have the technique figur..."
"Yes, I'm pretty sure. Now's the time for you to be quiet and enjoy."
As I crawled between her legs and saw her perfect pussy spread before me, I got incredibly nervous. What if it smells? What if it tastes bad? It's probably too late to back out. I really want to do this. But it's so wrong! Her pussy, though, it's so beautiful.
And suddenly there it was, within tongue's reach, glistening in her wetness. I drew a deep breath through my nose. Her scent was clean and very slightly musky. It was not unpleasant in any way. I fact, an intense feeling enveloped my head and chest, compelling me to force my mouth on her pussy.
My tongue entered her as she arched her back and grabbed my head, pulling me into her.
She groaned and grunted short, a****listic sounds as I tried to lick every drop of her wetness from her.
It was time to give her what she wanted.
I scooted forward and rested on my elbows. I flattened my tongue, made sure it was very wet, and made a broad stroke over her clit, eliciting a grunt. Several more times I did this, each time making my tongue more pointed, and applying more direct pressure to her clit. I could already tell her orgasm was building.
I paused, made sure my mouth was very wet, then dove down on her clit, sucking it hard between my lips, and then pulling my head up and letting her clit pop wetly out of my lips, making an obscene smacking sound. Just like the video.
"YES!" she screamed. "OH MY GOD, THAT'S IT"
Her hands returned to my head and her hips pumped her clit back to my mouth, where we joined together in the bodily rhythm of suck, hold, pull off, wet smack, again.
She had already has made some a****listic noises, but she went into full rut, completely out of control of how her body was moving as I worked hard to follow her clit as her pussy gyrated in front of me.
I reached up with my forearms and held her hips in place with my elbows as I continued with my mouth. She inhaled sharply and then released a single tone, "AAAAAHHHHHHH."
I reached up and rolled her left nipple hard between my thumb and index finger.
That did it.
She screamed. Loud and long as her body violently convulsed involuntarily.
She slowly returned to reality, out of breath, saying, "I can't... believe... you did that... that you could... figure out what I wanted..."
"Shhh...," I said as I slid up next to her and gently kissed her face, then her lips, and we finally softly mingled tongues.
I covered us with the sheet and comforter, pulled her head to my breasts, and we fell into a peaceful sleep.
Colleen drove down and we had a wonderful lunch together. I could feel there was a bit of a connection between us. I had not even considered myself being bisexual so I just chalked it up to the excitement of seeing her again.
She was no longer the scrawny little thing. She had grown voluptuous and would be considered a BBW on all account. I found her gorgeous, but she was (and continues to be) extremely self-conscious about her weight.
Fast forward to 2016. I was divorced and this was shortly before I met my current boyfriend.
Her father was in hospice for end of life care. She had returned to our hometown along with her siblings to deal with the inevitable. Colleen never had much of a relationship with her father. She invited me to have dinner out with her and her siblings. I want to be supportive of her in her difficult time, but she had a plan. She seduced me.
After dinner she invited me back to her father's apartment where she was staying. We sat on the couch, and it wasn’t long before she asked if she could cuddle with me.
I said yes, it seem innocent enough. As she cuddled in, her arms wrapped around me, her head on my breast, I wrapped my arm around behind her and held her shoulder as we talked about her father and whatever came to mind.
She would nuzzle into my breast occasionally. Of course it was the left breast, which is outrageously sensitive. The sexual feelings flooded my body and I allowed my left hand to slip off her shoulder and find rest on the curve where her waist meets her hip.
She looked up and said, “Kiss me, Kelly.”
And although I had never kissed a woman before, I wanted nothing as much as I wanted to taste her lips and tongue.
I leaned down and found myself in a passionate kiss. It was so different. So soft, so erotic. I felt myself getting wet. I wanted more.
Devious Colleen had her plan. She was in a soft sweater and we had a blanket over us. She wiggled a little bit and asked innocently, "Is this OK?" I looked down at her to see her without her sweater, just her lace bra holding back her creamy DD breasts. I almost fainted.
To answer her question, I nervously slipped off my own sweater and changed my position so we were lying side by side on the couch, face to face and breast to breast. She pulled the blanket back over us as our lips locked and our hands stroked any exposed skin. I suddenly felt unsure. I pulled my face away from hers but our bodies still touched. I was very turned on, but I was nervous with the newness of it all.
She asked me if I was OK. I said I was, but I just needed a couple of minutes. Colleen knew she already had me (she told me this a few days later). We talked a bit about our friendship, and being supportive in times of need. She sighed and said, "I suppose sex is out of the question, then."
Without hesitation I unhooked her bra, unhooked mine, and threw the useless fabric on the floor.
We were now breast on breast, nipple on nipple, and it was incredible.
Always body conscious, Colleen told me not to look at her right nipple because it was inverted and it embarrassed her. I told her I'd close my eyes. With my eyes closed I scooted down a bit and found her nipple with my tongue. She shuddered in pleasure as I licked. I took her nipple in my mouth, sucked on it, opened my eyes, looked up at her and said, "There, it's not inverted any more!"
Between our nervousness and excitement, that statement sent us into an uncontrollable giggle fit.
She grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bedroom, the rest of our clothing shed on the way.
We fell on the bed together, I felt like we were two goddesses of femininity, with our bodies so soft, and our curves so huge. We explored each other with our hands, with our mouths...
And then the front door opened.
Shelly, one of her younger sisters hollered out, "Coll? I brought that box of photos I've bee... Oh..." She started giggling. "I see by this river of clothing that now isn't a good time! Have fun!"
Colleen hollered back, "Thanks Shell!"
Before closing the door as she left, Shelly added, "Hi Kelly!"
I managed to squeak out "Hi!" before both Colleen and I busted out in laughter. We could hear Shelly laughing as she closed the door and left us to our own devices.
We just looked at each other in the half-light for a moment before Colleen launched herself across the bed to grab her laptop. "You HAVE to watch this. It's the sexiest thing ever. I bookmarked this two years ago and I get off to it all the time!"
She pulled up a porn site. PORN?? Really?!? Women can watch porn? Colleen enjoys it? The concept was so completely foreign to me.
The next thing I know, I was watching one impossibly beautiful Japanese woman go down on another.
"Now watch what she's doing! Listen to that sound, isn't it amazing?" It was. It really was. The woman was slowly sucking her clit in between her lips, holding it with a good deal of suction for a moment, and then letting it smack between her lips as she released it. What was most amazing was the real, uninhibited pleasure the other woman was receiving.
She writhed and moaned. The woman between her legs never changed techniques, but she sped up. Soon, the woman exploded in a huge orgasm. Colleen closed the laptop, looked at me with this super excited face and huge grin, and asked, "Well, what do you think of that?
I was so turned on. Between that scene and my first experiences with another woman, I was sloppy wet. I answered her, "That was amazingly hot. I can't believe how turned on I am!"
She lowered her voice a bit and slowed her words as she spoke very carefully, "For the last two years I have been dying to know that feels. It must be amazing."
I knew what was next. I was already firm in my decision.
"Kelly, would you, do you think you, you know the whole techni..."
"Yes!"
"Yes, Colleen, I want nothing more." You know your part--lie down and spread your legs. let me do my part."
"Do you think you have the technique figur..."
"Yes, I'm pretty sure. Now's the time for you to be quiet and enjoy."
As I crawled between her legs and saw her perfect pussy spread before me, I got incredibly nervous. What if it smells? What if it tastes bad? It's probably too late to back out. I really want to do this. But it's so wrong! Her pussy, though, it's so beautiful.
And suddenly there it was, within tongue's reach, glistening in her wetness. I drew a deep breath through my nose. Her scent was clean and very slightly musky. It was not unpleasant in any way. I fact, an intense feeling enveloped my head and chest, compelling me to force my mouth on her pussy.
My tongue entered her as she arched her back and grabbed my head, pulling me into her.
She groaned and grunted short, a****listic sounds as I tried to lick every drop of her wetness from her.
It was time to give her what she wanted.
I scooted forward and rested on my elbows. I flattened my tongue, made sure it was very wet, and made a broad stroke over her clit, eliciting a grunt. Several more times I did this, each time making my tongue more pointed, and applying more direct pressure to her clit. I could already tell her orgasm was building.
I paused, made sure my mouth was very wet, then dove down on her clit, sucking it hard between my lips, and then pulling my head up and letting her clit pop wetly out of my lips, making an obscene smacking sound. Just like the video.
"YES!" she screamed. "OH MY GOD, THAT'S IT"
Her hands returned to my head and her hips pumped her clit back to my mouth, where we joined together in the bodily rhythm of suck, hold, pull off, wet smack, again.
She had already has made some a****listic noises, but she went into full rut, completely out of control of how her body was moving as I worked hard to follow her clit as her pussy gyrated in front of me.
I reached up with my forearms and held her hips in place with my elbows as I continued with my mouth. She inhaled sharply and then released a single tone, "AAAAAHHHHHHH."
I reached up and rolled her left nipple hard between my thumb and index finger.
That did it.
She screamed. Loud and long as her body violently convulsed involuntarily.
She slowly returned to reality, out of breath, saying, "I can't... believe... you did that... that you could... figure out what I wanted..."
"Shhh...," I said as I slid up next to her and gently kissed her face, then her lips, and we finally softly mingled tongues.
I covered us with the sheet and comforter, pulled her head to my breasts, and we fell into a peaceful sleep.
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