Bi-Sexual Female / 32
Well this is just the story of how I 'came of age'.
I went to an all girl's school for all of my education, even college. The only male school personnel were custodians or bus drivers, no teachers. I was a girl girl, all girl, I only played with girls and all I thought about was being a girl. My dream was become a teacher and have five kids, but I never thought about boys or how I was going to have five kids because I never liked boys. My mother would remind me when talked about having kids that I had to find a husband first.
Still in grade school I had this one girlfriend and we spent a lot of time together. When we had a sleepover, she slept with me, I mean really slept with me, embraced and hugged with her legs all over me, and she would 'pet' me, both up top and down under. I liked being petted, I liked her clinging to me in bed and rubbing herself against my leg. I would get pretty excited down there as she would hug me so hard and rub herself against my leg until she ran out of steam. I could feel her as she opened and he wetness against my leg. It was around then that I discovered my clit and as he would rub herself against me I would rub my clit. Neither one of us had gone through puberty yet.
On one occasion, after we bathed and before we went to bed we let each other see our naked underside, legs wide open, fingers opening our lips until we saw in full color what we looked like inside. Laying there naked with my legs open and her looking at me caused me to play with my clit in front of her. After that she would rub my clit and I would rub her clit and we gravitated to inserting our fingers in each other.
One day my friend, we were in my same grade now in junior high, told me about a boy that had moved in next door to her. By then we were both going through puberty and we had grown some woman parts and we were masturbating every day and masturbating each other. We decided that we would get him to show us his penis. We did this by showing him our bottoms and he showed us his penis and we both sucked him. Sucking him felt real good, strange feeling, but it felt real good, especially when he got to the point that he had to shoot, his penis got real hard and he would begin to hump and he would shoot. Between the two of us, he got lots of attention, but it was all oral, although we did let him touch us.
My friend and I had moved along quite far and we had become sensual kissers and would feed each other our boobs and pretend we were each other's baby. We also got pretty heavy and worked our down unders until we had orgasms. We were solidly in love, in as much love as two teenagers could be. We talked about growing up and both of us becoming teachers. We were definitely into each other and had every intention of being together the rest of our lives.
In our senior year of high school we wondered what it would feel like to have a guy screw us. We made a pact and decided that before we graduated we would find out and agreed we would both do it with the same guy. But who?
Who turned out to be this guy who worked at the pizza parlor. He was in college and we flirted with him and we offered him the privilege to be the first one to screw us. We talked him into it, and we went to her house because her mother worked and after school she laid out first and he screwed her and half an hour later I laid out and he screwed me. It felt good, but something was missing. After he left we got to kissing like we did, and I fed her my boob for a while and we talked about it and agreed that something was missing, we thought getting screwed would be more exciting.
One afternoon right before graduation the pizza boy, that is what we called him, came to see me and he was there for some sex. I wasn't really planning on that and I told him that I was really a girl's girl, if he got the meaning, and that boys just didn't do anything for me. But he had come over for a reason, and he pushed me into it and I found out what I was missing. That afternoon I got really screwed, and I liked it. After that I played hard to get until he got fed up with me and he would screw me. I had fallen in love with him.
My friend finally met her guy later on in college, she hadn't believed me when I told her that getting screwed felt really good if he had to fight for it. Her guy fought her and got her and the they too got married.
All in all though, we are still very close friends and we still get together to take care of each other's needs. There is just something about doing it with your girlfriend that a man can't do for you. When I am naked with her, and we are toying with each other and go for each other with all our pent up desires, or when I lay beside her and she just suckles on me and I caress her face. She is my true love, I mean that too, I really dearly love her and we have been together since we were small girls in school and we still find each other's company the best company. The men can have us, but we have each other. We have always been a girl's girl and no man kiss or man caress or man action can replace us holding each other and having girl orgasms together.
I went to an all girl's school for all of my education, even college. The only male school personnel were custodians or bus drivers, no teachers. I was a girl girl, all girl, I only played with girls and all I thought about was being a girl. My dream was become a teacher and have five kids, but I never thought about boys or how I was going to have five kids because I never liked boys. My mother would remind me when talked about having kids that I had to find a husband first.
Still in grade school I had this one girlfriend and we spent a lot of time together. When we had a sleepover, she slept with me, I mean really slept with me, embraced and hugged with her legs all over me, and she would 'pet' me, both up top and down under. I liked being petted, I liked her clinging to me in bed and rubbing herself against my leg. I would get pretty excited down there as she would hug me so hard and rub herself against my leg until she ran out of steam. I could feel her as she opened and he wetness against my leg. It was around then that I discovered my clit and as he would rub herself against me I would rub my clit. Neither one of us had gone through puberty yet.
On one occasion, after we bathed and before we went to bed we let each other see our naked underside, legs wide open, fingers opening our lips until we saw in full color what we looked like inside. Laying there naked with my legs open and her looking at me caused me to play with my clit in front of her. After that she would rub my clit and I would rub her clit and we gravitated to inserting our fingers in each other.
One day my friend, we were in my same grade now in junior high, told me about a boy that had moved in next door to her. By then we were both going through puberty and we had grown some woman parts and we were masturbating every day and masturbating each other. We decided that we would get him to show us his penis. We did this by showing him our bottoms and he showed us his penis and we both sucked him. Sucking him felt real good, strange feeling, but it felt real good, especially when he got to the point that he had to shoot, his penis got real hard and he would begin to hump and he would shoot. Between the two of us, he got lots of attention, but it was all oral, although we did let him touch us.
My friend and I had moved along quite far and we had become sensual kissers and would feed each other our boobs and pretend we were each other's baby. We also got pretty heavy and worked our down unders until we had orgasms. We were solidly in love, in as much love as two teenagers could be. We talked about growing up and both of us becoming teachers. We were definitely into each other and had every intention of being together the rest of our lives.
In our senior year of high school we wondered what it would feel like to have a guy screw us. We made a pact and decided that before we graduated we would find out and agreed we would both do it with the same guy. But who?
Who turned out to be this guy who worked at the pizza parlor. He was in college and we flirted with him and we offered him the privilege to be the first one to screw us. We talked him into it, and we went to her house because her mother worked and after school she laid out first and he screwed her and half an hour later I laid out and he screwed me. It felt good, but something was missing. After he left we got to kissing like we did, and I fed her my boob for a while and we talked about it and agreed that something was missing, we thought getting screwed would be more exciting.
One afternoon right before graduation the pizza boy, that is what we called him, came to see me and he was there for some sex. I wasn't really planning on that and I told him that I was really a girl's girl, if he got the meaning, and that boys just didn't do anything for me. But he had come over for a reason, and he pushed me into it and I found out what I was missing. That afternoon I got really screwed, and I liked it. After that I played hard to get until he got fed up with me and he would screw me. I had fallen in love with him.
My friend finally met her guy later on in college, she hadn't believed me when I told her that getting screwed felt really good if he had to fight for it. Her guy fought her and got her and the they too got married.
All in all though, we are still very close friends and we still get together to take care of each other's needs. There is just something about doing it with your girlfriend that a man can't do for you. When I am naked with her, and we are toying with each other and go for each other with all our pent up desires, or when I lay beside her and she just suckles on me and I caress her face. She is my true love, I mean that too, I really dearly love her and we have been together since we were small girls in school and we still find each other's company the best company. The men can have us, but we have each other. We have always been a girl's girl and no man kiss or man caress or man action can replace us holding each other and having girl orgasms together.
