Thinking About My First Girlfriend Right Now

When I was moving up to the seventh grade my parents moved for my father's job. To Thailand. I didn't know anyone, everyone was from all types of other countries. There were kids with strange ideas. My parents helped, but I felt alone. I guess, I really don't know, that is why I started to play with myself. To masturbate. It became an everyday activity. I escaped to my room and gave myself the attention I needed.

I met this other girl from England and she and I became sort of friends at school. Her father worked for another company and most of the social life of my parents were with other people in their company, so we didn't see each other outside of school. She caught me one day, rubbing away between my legs and asked me what I was doing. Did I have an itch? Yes, I had an itch. We went to the girls room and she sat on the toilet seat and I lowered my panties and she looked very seriously at my, ahem, privates. With her thumbs she opened me up and said she saw that my 'hood' was red and asked if it was there that it itched.

Well it itched, but a lot more right them, with her touching me and I guess it was her idea, she leaned over and kissed my 'hood' to make it feel better. I needed to get off, to go to climax and I gave myself a very deep rub in front of her and she stood up and I leaned against her and she rubbed me with her hand, and got her finger in me, until I climaxed. Do you like that? Yes I liked that. And with that she put her hands over my chest and cupped my boobs. Do you like that? Yes I liked that. Your a lesbian aren't you?

She had a lot of experience and whenever we were able to escape we went and we gave each other deep rubs between our legs, and at times got a finger deep into our vaginas. She started the kissing but I went along, kissing her was not something I could stop. I wanted to. We had to get together after school.

It was a long time, it seemed, before my mother contacted her mother and asked if she could come to my house. That first day she was there I ate pussy, a lot of pussy and in return she ate a lot of pussy too. We got as naked as we could and we both ended up in a climax. We talked and she told that when she was in boarding school in England the girls would get together and one would play being the boy and the other one played being the girl. But she liked it better when they both played being the girl, like we were doing. She told me she was a lesbian and she said I was a lesbian too.

Now so much time has passed and she went her way as her father's job took her to other places, and we returned to the states and I went to high school in Plano Texas. A huge place with lots of girls and I had several girlfriends. There was a group of girls who all identified as lesbians and we tended to hang together.

I live alone right now in Washington D.C., my last relationship didn't last, and I am again giving myself attention. I have some toys, but what I really want is the hot kiss of a girl on my pussy, I'm not the penetration type. A big bad dick isn't what I want. I want hot lips and hands up and down my sides and on my boobs and a girl's tongue in me. And that's what is impossible to duplicate. And I climaxed today thinking of my girlfriend from Thailand. She had a hot mouth and was a great kisser and she loved to eat pussy. That's my kind of girl.