Recent;y read a story about a sexual awakening than happened between two female friends and it made me think of my friend:

This happened many years ago but I sometimes think of her and hope that she is alright and that we can see each other again one day. She made no secret of the fact that she was a confirmed lesbian. At the same time she was respectful of anyone not living that lifestyle and was never abusive or sexually aggressive.

The first time I saw her I felt an arousal that I couldn't identify: an odd swirling sensation in my clitoris, hardening of my nipples and throbbing in my pelvis, like my body was aching for her. It was a feeling I had NEVER felt for any other female in my life.

She had delicate features in a lovely balanced face, short blonde wavy hair and soft dark Brown eyes with naturally long curved eyelashes. Beautiful skin with little freckles. She looked like a goddess to me.

Over time, as we became better acquainted, I found that I liked her more and more - she was very intelligent, witty and a bit of a scamp. So of course, when she asked if I wanted to go out for drinks one night with her and the others of her work group, I said yes.

We went to a club that was very popular in Europe during the 80's: Teeth-rattling techno-pop with no end and lots of strobe lights. I remember that we had drinks at her place before we left. I had a glass of wine and fought the growing urge to kiss her or touch her breasts. On the way to the club I fantasized about unbuttoning her blouse to lick and suck her nipples; I wondered how it would feel to kiss her mouth and enjoy her tongue exploring mine, to fondle her breasts and stroke her clitoris.

At the club, I got intoxicated enough to slip and fall on the dance floor: Embarrassed, I got up and went toe ladies room to splash water on my face in the hopes of straightening up. As I started out the door of the ladies lounger, she walked in: we looked at one another for a moment and suddenly I gave in to my desires: I KISSED her full on the mouth and thrust my tongue inside to taste hers and ran the tip along her mouth. God I wanted to go down on her and give her a thrill she would always remember. I have never given any female oral sex but I was ready to pleasure HER. On the way home I invented excuses to slide my hand into her shirt breast pocket so I could stroke her nipples. I loved watching her flush and get excited by my touch - she was so cute, turning red when I tickled her nipples on the drive home and when we got back and she kissed me while stroking my tits, I almost climaxed. We never got a chance to remove our clothes to spend a whole night exploring each other, kiss or suck each other's nipples or clits. We had one really glorious passionate intense KISS, and that was that. I moved away and we never saw one another again.


I wanted to please her. I have never wanted anyone before or since even remotely close to the same way. Every time that I think of her I get very moist and my clit starts to pulse involuntarily.

I still feel that I need to talk with her - to tell her what she has meant to me all these years and to let her know that I wish her only happiness.