Haiii peeps ;) A little about meee first. My name is Crystal (I know it’s some cartoon character too but it’s actually my name!). This story happened about a week ago, not surprisingly, during my freshman year of college. I’m 18 now.
I’d call myself good looking. I have dark brown hair, I’m 5′ 4″, and I have skin on the paler side. I have 40D boobies ;) I lost my virginity when I was 16, close to 17. From that time to this story, my sex life wasn’t too active. This story was a sort of spur of the moment thing. Since this story, I’ve been more sexually active, mainly with my girlfriend :)
Anyways, this story is split into FOUR parts. I’ll have all of the headers in brackets. Part one: Background info and all that shit Part two: When she first starts coming on to me Part three: When the fun part starts ;) Part four: The “aftermath”
[Part one] The story starts in my apartment. Well, not really apartment. It was one of those big parts of a house, like a duplex but with 4 units (quadplex?). Our particular unit was pretty huge, and it had 5 rooms. My room was probably the nicest, and it was in the middle floor, right next to the front stairs (I know, blablabla, details). We have 4 girls and 3 guys. I know it’s kinda tight, but it’s fun having a lot of people, and it saves us money on rent. Since the girl and I from this story got together, we decided to just share a room, and there’s another couple that shares.
[Part two] Christmas break had just started. With the seven of us, we had a pretty fun celebration :) We all had a little bit of alcohol and apparently I did a little bit of weed? Haha, anyways, I ran upstairs to the bathroom to shit. I noticed that Ava, my best friend, got up a few seconds after I did, but I didn’t watch her.
As I sat down to pee, she pretty much ran in, closing the door behind her. As I sit down, she pretty much runs in, closing the door behind her. Idk how it is for guys but girls don’t really freak out over that (we don’t, at least, but it’s still a little embarrassing). She seemingly has some ULTRA URGENT NEWS TO ATTEND TO, that she could NOT tell me in the living room. She had to tell me now. Whatever. She continues on, seemingly out of breath, to say “I’m bored”. So, I reply, “Yeah, me too” in a slightly sarcastic tone. I kind of was. We usually had fun, but nobody was doing anything exciting, like making out or sucking dick or whatever. They were all just kind of fucking around and hitting on each other, probably pretty drunk.
“Do you want to hang out?” she asks. I wanted to reply, “yeah, once this shit falls out of my ass” in an even more sarcastic tone, but I’m apparently too nice to do that. “Sure, what do you want to do?”, I chose. Boring. I know. “Just hang out in your room. Talk about some stuff. We haven’t hung out in a while”, she said. That was true.
It was never sexual between us. I know that with a lot of girls, not excluding myself up until the point where I got a girlfriend, we were always sexually comfortable and free. With Ava and I, it was never really like that. Maybe could both tell we wanted each other. Who knows? Either way, nothing was ever sexual. That’s why we were so comfortable being naked or watching porn in front of each other, or whatever. As I mentioned in the title, I never knew that I was bi until this time. I didn’t want to admit it, maybe? Especially not at the risk of being shunned by the people I literally lived with, you know?
She began touching up her makeup, to alleviate the need to awkwardly stare at me, which I appreciated. For some reason, she was the only person I could fart in front of without being fuckin’ roasted. I like being around her ;).
I finished up and we left the bathroom. We then entered my bedroom. She turned on the TV, and some dramatic movie was playing. Not exactly intimate, but it was better than having Steve Harvey watch us rub clits, or whatever. I’d much rather have Ashley from the FBI watching than Steve from Family Feud, TBH.
Instantly upon sitting down on my bed, she asks, “want to play truth or dare?”, which I obviously accepted. Being asked to play truth or dare is pretty much a dare in itself. I gave her a truth, asking who she liked, and she said “I’m not sure yet”. Obviously, it was me, but I had no idea of that truth at the time. She gave me a truth, and asked if I had ever thought about dating a girl. I said no. That was true. I’d always felt a little sexual tension, and no opposition to it, but it hardly crossed my mind. I was kind of raised to blindside the idea that I might like girls. I’m glad I was able to find out, though. :)
I asked her the same. “Yeah”, she said, seemingly reluctantly and admittedly. She then asked me truth or dare. I was probably supposed to say dare by that point, but I said truth, because since when am I aware of what’s going on at all? She asked “have you ever thought about a girl sexually?”. Finally catching on, and in slight truth, I said, “yes”. I asked her the same, she said yes, she asked me again, I said dare.
“I dare you to kiss me”, she said. Holy shiiiiii man. I was so unprepared for that. It wasn’t like a billion boys hadn’t dared me to kiss either other guys or girls, but now it was tense. I knew that this was actually sexual, and I knew that was true for both of us. I knew that she expected me to go for it. After getting over the surprised look on my face, I put my hands around her torso, brought myself sitting next to her, and kissed her on the lips.
You might be curious what she looks like. Somewhat similar to me. She was a little taller, with tanner skin, and black hair. She was (is now) probably bustier than I was. She’s literally perfect and incredible. I knew that she had never done this before, but it seemed like she knew exactly what to do, exactly how to treat me right. Exactly how to make me feel like the happiest, sexiest, most loved little girl in the world.
[Part three] We transitioned from kissing to making out. We quickly went from sitting on the edge of my bed to laying down, me on top of her. It was unbelievable. A million times more intimate than any guy I’d ever kissed or done anything sexual with. Her boobs pressed into mine as we kissed. Our warm tongues played with each other’s tongues and lips. The mixture of the intimate kissing sounds, our bodies pressing together, and the warmth of our tongues and lips swapping our saliva built up into an enormous amount of pleasure.
I don’t know if it was weird, funny, embarrassing, or what, but during the whole thing, some guy (I obviously didn’t see who) apparently walked by and saw, and let out a quick “woah”. It wasn’t like one of those surfer wooooooahs. It was more the type of woah you’d make if somebody pulled a gun on you. Ava got a glimpse of him and apparently flipped him off, as I found out later. That was super hot. The fact that someone saw us felt dirty, like we’d been caught, like we were rebels. It added on to the immense sexual pleasure already present.
I wasn’t sure what to do next. She was slightly older than me (a few months I think? I forgot oops lol). She was kind of like a sort of “guide”, but she had never done this before, either. Either way, she knew what to do. Like I said, she took care of me :)
She moved her hands down to my butt, rubbing my cheeks and pulling them apart a few times. Yes, we were still fully clothed at this time, and no, we could not be fucked to shut the door. I think we both got off on the idea of being seen/caught. More on that part later ;)
She began pulling my shirt off as we kissed. I willingly threaded my arms, allowing it to slip off. My boobs were unveiled in a crimson lace bra, because that’s comfortable and fuck you. She was evidently more patient than I, because I instantly pulled her shirt off after she pulled mine off, quickly moving her cups to the side to reveal her nipples. She seemed surprised by my energy.
I kind of got off on the sort of older sister/younger sister dynamic we had. Is that weird? I’ve always just liked the idea that she’s a little older and more knowing. Idk. Lmk what you think! :)
My inexperienced tongue began carelessly playing with her breasts and nipples. I was not at all confident in my abilities, but remembered that she didn’t have any higher standards than I did. I fondled her breasts as my tongue slipped across her inch-wide areolas. I flicked, with my tongue, and nibbled on her rock-hard nipples, as I heard her moan and laugh. She quickly decided to return the favor, revealing my breasts. I moved forward, drooping them over her face for convenient access. #efficiency
She instantly began doing what I did, but in a seemingly much more powerful way. She did a sort of “sucking” motion, as well as a sort of “biting” that I didn’t quite figure out. She read all of my cues, deciphering exactly what made me wet and what made me fucking Niagara Falls 2.0. She experimented and fondled with my body, tickling my hairs, playing with my hair, and staring into my eyes. We both continuously giggled and smiled throughout it, sharing the sense of rebellion and naughtiness, tempting somebody to gaze at us through the door.
She sat up, as did I with her, pulling off her bra, then doing the same for me. We grinned in satisfaction, admiring each other’s nude bodies, which we had seen before, but never in a sexual setting. It was completely different now. It WAS sexual. It was ACCEPTABLE to be sexual. It wasn’t like staring at someone’s ass as they walked down the hallway. This was different. I was ALLOWED, and EXPECTED to. So naughttyyyy and I loved ittt.
Sitting up, we wrapped each other’s bodies and legs, nipple-to-nipple. We resumed kissing, grinding our chests together. We noisily kissed for several minutes in this position. She then prompted me to turn around, taking her position, telling me “lay down, babe”. That was so fucking sexyyy. She moved downward, leaving a trail of wet, lipstick-lined kisses down my body, including my face and neck. You might not understand why having lipstick marks, especially on my face and neck, left by another girl turns me on so fucking much, but believe me, it does! It’s amazing!
She eventually reached the area where the waistline of my leggings met the trim of my pussy hair. She looked into my eyes as she removed my leggings, revealing a matching, crimson lace pair of panties. She began kissing and licking the area where my panties met the inside of my legs, near my pussy. I was insecure about my smell, but I never knew myself to smell bad at all, and she didn’t seem to notice anything. She continued, slowly removing my panties, a couple of inches down from the beginning of my cleanly shaven pussy hairs. She extended her licks and kisses to this newly exposed area, exploring my clean, short hairs and the joints of my legs. She continued doing this, teasing the reveal of my pussy, until it was finally unveiled.
“So fucking sexy”, she remarked about my pussy, presumably. My pussy was nice looking, I liked to think, but I was also insecure. My labia were relatively small and tucked, forming a pretty straight line. I have a single piercing in my right labia, aka cunt flap. I didn’t have this at the time, and yes, my girlfriend and I got them together. So fucking fun and sexy. :)
She stared directly into my eyes as she bent over, putting her mouth over my pussy. I did my best to keep my legs spread. She started slowly, dragging her moist tongue over the centerfold of my pussy, paying attention to my excited labia. It tickled, prompting me to squeal and laugh a little, which she laughed in reply to. She slowly crept her way deeper inside me, still paying attention to the area surrounding my pussy. She grew into a faster pace. She eventually, yet slowly enough, transferred from “licking me” to “eating me out”. She vigorously gobbled my cunt, licking up my juices and cum and everything, all while staring deep into my eyes.
She progressed to fingering. Still eating out a the top part of my pussy, she slipped a finger inside, slowly. She prompted me to raise my legs a bit, so that they were bent at the knees and slightly raised towards my head. This made it less painful to have to spread my legs open wide. She progressively worked her way in again, progressing to two fingers, which is obviously double the fun ;). Adventurously, she moved her left hand in, removing one from my pussy, and salivating on her left index finger. She surprisingly began to insert it in my butthole. Owie. It definitely hurt. I think I liked it, though.
She moved up, drooping herself over me, allowing me to remove her clothing. I removed her bra, accidentally throwing it out my door (oops), and slid her pants and panties down to her ankles. We kissed once again, giving me a small taste of myself. Small. It wasn’t like I could really smell or taste much, but it was something. Maybe bitter? I’m not sure! :) I do know now, however. What kind of girlfriend doesn’t eat out her girlfriend, you know?
She assumed a mounting position on me, or, in normal terms, sat on my pussy. We were both SUPER moist and wet by this time. I could literally see her pussy covered in shiny juices, as was mine. She wrapped my right leg with both arms, angling herself downwards, and began rubbing her nude body and wet pussy on mine. It was a whole new sensation by comparison to even the other new things we’d already shared. There was more pressure, and it was more like a hand than fingers. Not only that, but it was wet, and it had a soft, warm presence. I watched her glide across my crotch, to my left and right, as we both let out rapid gasps of pleasure. Our breasts bounced nearly in sync, which made me smile. I couldn’t figure out what to do with my fucking hands, though, like fr. I decided to smack her ass a couple times, which she liked. I decided that it would be easier to close my eyes and kinda lay there, but it was hotter to keep staring at her, so I did that. Our pussies smacked together, cum and juice and everything in between them, as our boobs bounced around, and we stared at each other. It was a dream.
I guess we were both tired by the end of that. She got down, laying on me again, and we kissed. She then rolled off of me, to the side, and we fondled each other, laughing and kissing and playing. A minute or so later, the girls came upstairs. Since my room was by the front stairs, all but one of them had to pass mine to get to their own room. That wasn’t very helpful, since they were probably going to hang out in the same room anyways. We didn’t hear them come up the stairs. Two of the girls saw us first, gasping in surprise. They were followed by the guys, one of which was apparently nice enough not to mention it, but still had a peek.
It wasn’t like a “oh shit, we’ve been compromised!” situation. It was more of a “fuck off lol” situation. It was super hot. We didn’t make any attempt to cover up or lie about what had just happened. She, once again, flipped them off, and they laughed. Most of them left, but the girls stayed and talked to us. We basically had a lecture about how they were okay with it, it was beautiful, if we wanted to be together we’d have their graces, etc. It wasn’t really too cliche, but it made me very happy :)
That’s it for now! If you have any questions, comments, etc., let me know! :) I’ll answer them all! Thanks babes! ;) xoxoxo
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/7nzxk8/fffingeringtribbing_finding_out_that_i_was