My First Girl
When I first felt a cock inside me and experienced that incredible pleasure, I knew right away that I wouldn’t get tired of this anytime soon. I already had a hunch about which direction my sexual orientation was heading. Girls didn’t do it for me, and there was no shortage of horny guys, especially since most of them knew how easy it was to get me into bed. I hit up every party and never missed a single chance to get laid. I was so completely hooked on this pleasure that I couldn’t say no anymore, and gradually I ended up sleeping with most of the guys around me. My addiction to orgasms deepened and fueled my desire to try something new. I often watched porn where girls were having sex with each other, and I’d get lost in thoughts about what it would be like to sleep with a girl. The idea turned me on so much that I’d end up with my hand in my panties and a wonderful orgasm. My friends were pretty uptight and wouldn’t even think about stuff like that. To everyone else, I was just a slut who partied hard and slept around. But I knew what I needed, and I didn’t give a damn what anyone thought.
One afternoon, a buddy of mine came over and said he was invited to a birthday party, but his girlfriend didn’t want to go with him. So he asked if I’d be his plus-one so he wouldn't feel like a total idiot. It was pretty last minute, but I didn't have any plans, so I said yes. “Just pick me up,” I told him, and I could tell a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. “What should I wear? Where are we even going?” I asked. “It’s at his apartment, just a casual family party. So whatever you want. I’ll tell you the rest in the car. And thanks,” he said, leaving in a great mood. “So, no big deal then,” I thought to myself and went to pick out something “formal” to wear. I took a shower, threw on just a blouse, jeans, and heels, and waited for my buddy, who showed up right on time. “So, I guess your girl didn’t change her mind, huh?” I teased as I hopped into the car. “Nope, she actually told me to go have a good time,” he answered, and we hit the road.
When we pulled up to his friends’ place, I was super surprised by how sweet and cool the couple was. Everything was awesome! His wife was sexy and incredibly hot. We were sitting around, shooting the shit about everything, and throwing back some good drinks, which started breaking the ice and bringing us closer. I felt really comfortable and relaxed until the guys casually put on a porn video. Suddenly, I felt totally awkward. I looked at my buddy in disbelief and asked him what the hell this was about, why he hadn't warned me beforehand, and if this was supposed to be some kind of foreplay for sex. “No, it's not. You don't have to pay attention to that. It's always playing in this house,” he answered with a smile. Well, now I was right in my element. I went to the bathroom, and when I came back, the guys were sitting next to each other, watching TV and talking about their cars. So, I sat down next to my new girlfriend, who smelled sweet, wearing an exciting perfume. Her closeness was making me blush. A rush of heat and a craving I’d never felt before washed over me. I was hit with an uncontrollable urge to touch her, but I was terrified of how she’d react. I started to feel a tingling between my legs, and I could feel myself getting wet. I clamped my legs together tightly and squeezed my pussy, when suddenly I had a spontaneous orgasm. I pressed my hand between my legs and tried not to let on that anything was happening. I got up, ran quickly to the bathroom, and—without even taking off my jeans—finished myself off with my fingers. I hadn’t expected that kind of reaction. When I came back, my friend asked me if I was feeling sick, since I’d run off so quickly. “No, no. But I just couldn’t hold it in anymore,” I replied. “Yeah, I know what that’s like when you hold it in for too long. Once I didn’t make it to the bathroom in time and peed myself on the way,” she said sheepishly. “And she even talks like me. That’s just too much for me!” flashed through my mind. While watching the porn, she unexpectedly leaned toward me and asked, “Do you shave down there?” “Well, just my thighs, so it doesn’t grow over my bikini line,” I stammered. “Oh, I see. Hey, what if we dressed like those girls in the porn movie? That way we’d attract attention, and our dates would stop talking about cars and pay more attention to us,” another unexpected question. “Well, but I don’t have anything like that with me,” I replied, surprised. “That’s okay. We have pretty similar body types, so I’ll lend you something,” she said, taking my hand and leading me into their bedroom. When she opened the closet, I was completely amazed. She had lots of beautiful, sexy lingerie—and a few toys mixed in among it. “You’ll probably find something you like here,” she said and started undressing. I stood there frozen, not knowing what to say. I acted like nothing was happening and watched out of the corner of my eye as she changed, feeling an urge to help her. I could feel myself getting more and more turned on. “Are you shy around me?” she asked, surprised. “No, no, not at all,” I replied and began slowly unbuttoning my jeans. “If only you knew, girl, what’s going through my head,” I thought to myself. I took off my jeans and blouse and stood in front of her wearing only my panties. She was sitting across from me on the bed, putting on sexy black polka-dot stockings with such sensuality that it looked as if she were seducing me. When she lifted her leg to adjust the hem of her stockings, my gaze was drawn to her crotch, and I noticed a wet spot on her satin panties—right where I’d most like to stick my tongue. She finished getting dressed, walked over to the closet, and handed me a pair of stockings and a garter belt as well. “The guys are definitely going to like these. They’re sexy and retro. You’ll look like a French hooker,” she said. When she saw that I couldn’t fasten the garter clip in the back, she came over to me and started helping me. As soon as I felt her soft hand on my thigh, so close to my pussy, it turned me on terribly, and in that moment I realized I wasn’t just into guys. What I’d only suspected up until then was suddenly confirmed. “There, all done,” she said as she fastened the clasp and gave my ass a gentle pat. “Thank you,” I replied, turned toward her, and gave her a friendly kiss on the cheek. “You’re welcome,” she said and kissed me back. “Have you ever been with a girl?” I blurted out unexpectedly. “Yeah, I’ve tried it before. But not with someone as hot as you,” she said with complete calm. “Why do you ask? Haven’t you?” she asked. “No, I haven’t had the chance yet, but I have a feeling I’d like it,” I managed to say in a faint voice, shyly stroking her cheek as I spoke. I felt that the moment had finally come when I would experience making love with a woman. “We can fix that,” she said with a sweet smile, kneeling down in front of me, kissing my panties, catching them between her teeth, and slowly beginning to pull them down. I stood motionless, feeling her hot breath on my pubic hair as the panties slid down, peeling away from my labia. The whole time, she looked up, watching my reactions. I didn’t move a muscle, savoring this wonderful moment, which until now had existed only in my fantasies during masturbation.
When the panties gave way, she took them in her hand, pulled them toward her, and licked them at length right where they’d been touching my shamelessly aroused hole, and I saw a trail of my clear juices stretching from the panties all the way to her tongue. It didn’t faze her at all; she smiled, wiped her tongue on my thigh, and continued undressing me until she pulled my panties down to my ankles. All the while, she was kissing my pussy and alternately sliding her tongue all the way to my rock-hard clit. She stood up, kissed me on the lips, and laid me down on the edge of the bed. She grabbed my knees, spread my legs, and kissed them one by one, working her way toward my burning crotch. She was already so close that I could feel her hot breath on my clit, and I waited anxiously for her tongue to touch it. But instead, she spread my labia and slowly slipped a finger into my pussy. I was so wet that I could barely feel it. I clenched my pussy as tight as I could, closed my eyes, and pinched my nipples. With her other hand, she exposed my clit and touched the tip with her tongue. At that moment, my whole body started trembling, and I had a wonderful orgasm—the first one in my life brought on by a woman. I was caressing my whole body and savoring that wonderful lingering pleasure when she suddenly pulled her finger out of my pussy, started fucking it with her tongue, and licked it intensely. Even though a lot of guys had satisfied me like this before, it was nothing compared to this. It was something else entirely. I surrendered myself completely to her, and another orgasm wasn’t long in coming. You could tell she was enjoying it with me. She lifted her head, wiped her lips on my thighs, and smiled, saying, “Did you like that? Did it live up to your expectations?” I didn’t know what to say. I was completely licked clean, both down there and up top. She moved onto the bed, lay down behind me, and kissed me. From her soft lips, I could smell the tantalizing scent of my pussy. She spread her legs and began to masturbate spontaneously right in front of me. I’d never seen another girl do it in person before. I knelt down next to her and watched her in awe. She acted so naturally, as if I wasn’t even there. After a moment, I couldn’t resist—I started doing it too, wondering what her pussy tasted like. She turned me on so much! Her pussy was completely shaved smooth, and tiny beads of sweat glistened on her skin. “Do you want to go down on me too?” she asked between soft moans. I didn’t wait a second and dove right between her legs. Her pussy smelled wonderful, and I sucked on her clit with my lips while alternately licking her labia. She was so smooth and soft that at times I felt like I was kissing her on the lips. I did what she’d just done to me and slid a finger into her pussy. She moaned loudly, and a trickle spurted out of her little hole, spilling down my face. I wasn’t expecting that. I rubbed my face against her thigh, turned to face her from behind, wet my finger in her pussy, and shoved it into my ass. When she saw me fingering my ass, she started thrusting against my tongue while holding me in place with her soft legs. She began moaning intensely. “Don’t stop! I’m coming! I’m coming!” she blurted out. “Me too!” I managed to reply. We came at the same time! We lay there next to each other for a moment longer, caressing each other and hugging passionately.
I’ll never forget that feeling when I licked a pussy for the first time and made another girl come! And whenever a guy cums on my face, I remember her cute orgasm. We got dressed, went back to the guys’ room, settled in, and had eyes only for each other. It was an amazing birthday, and I got the best gift of all. Whenever I thought back on it, I had to go jerk off right away. I really wanted to do it with her again, but unfortunately, we never saw each other again. After a while, I found out she was a prostitute and that they’d moved to Germany. It finally made sense to me where she’d gotten all that experience and so much beautiful lingerie. This unforgettable experience gave my sex life a new direction, and since the people around me no longer satisfied my libido, I moved to the city. I longed to discover new thrills and go my own way.
