[F] My 1st Bisexual experience : Shaving, and Fingering my room mate

*I had previously wanted to complete my previous post, but this story warrants some sharing I think! Perhaps this story should go on here!*

A Redditor asked me what my first bisexual experience was, and this is it. It was my last year in college, and I was staying in a dormitory with my room mate. I was eighteen, and her birthday was just a few months after mine. I don’t mind using her real name here, Nat. We had been living together for two years in the dorm, right after my previous room mate found a boyfriend and moved out. Back then, we were both single but dating around. I’d always found her rather pretty, she’s got the right hair, the right eyes and her body was the same as mine; slim, toned, and we both had C cups. You can see my body type in my previous posts. As I assume all girl-friends do from time to time, we would see each other naked all the time. Exposed left breasts here and there, and the likes.

It was a Friday night when she had came up to me, asking me to help her choose her outfits for a Tinder date she had swiped right on a few weeks ago. Naturally, the topic of sex came up and we discussed how to seduce him. She had bought a new piece of lingerie and tried it on in front of me. Again, I had no idea I was bisexual, and even though she got half-naked in front of me, it felt quite normal. The lingerie was a laced, maroon and see-through. But because of that, I had commented that she should really shave. I joked about how I could see her bush through the laced fabric and that guys prefer it clean-shaven these days (I keep mine completely shaved back then, my partners prefer it smooth when they go down on me.)

I remember this part vividly. She responded by saying that she doesn’t have time to go get a wax, and she’s too flustered for the date to shave properly. “Would you mind helping me shave down there?” As a bestie, I agreed to it. I’d like to think what happened over the next half an hour was certainly why I’m Bi.

Our room had a shared living space, connected to two bedrooms at both ends. She walked over to the couch, and slowly removed her laced underwear, while still sporting her laced top (with clearly visible nipples as you can imagine). Nat lowered herself onto the couch, and propped up both of her legs on the leather seat as I sat down in front of her on a small stool and placed some towels beneath her butt cheeks. I had never seen another girl’s vagina upclose prior to this experience, apart from porn and my own. Nat had her arms pulled back, resting on the sofa’s back as I gently glided the razor across her mound. I remember staring intently at her outer lips; they were pink, somewhat thin, and I swore I could see it throbbing silently.When I had gotten done with the mound, I asked for her permission to move lower as there were some pubic hair situated in the perimeter around her, well how should I say this, pussy lips. She grinned and asked me to proceed. Now, there were no ways of effectively removing those hair unless I tauted her skin at certain parts. This I completely, utterly, remember! Using my thumb and index finger, I gently moved her skin around, slightly twisting it, pushing my thumb in different directions. I could see the tiny budded tip of her clitoris from time to time. But before I brought my blade down, Nat had let out a little moan (or a little squeal) and her legs completely shooked. I knew what that meant, though she brought up other topics of conversation to steer away the fact that I just touched her on the right spot. I was surprised but continued. But it didn’t take long for moisture to form and after a few minutes, I could see her clitoris again but they were glistening this time.

I had made her wet. Glistening, moist. Pulsing.

I didn’t know what to make of it. Should I back out? Would that embarrass her? Or should I continue? But what if it turns her on again? Questions raced through my mind in a split second, but I decided to proceed. My thumb and index finger kept moving her skin again, and no I wasn’t shaving her, I was playing with her. It wasn’t long before I realize I was enjoying it, and seeing how her legs had micro trembles, I decided to see where it goes. I wasn’t bisexual, but I was never sure she wasn’t. There were times when I would try on different tops for her and she would stare at my nipples. We wouldn’t wear any sorts of bra at home, and she frequently bends over, allowing me a full view down her blouse. I wasn’t sure anymore that Nat wasn’t just teasing me.

Then came my first bisexual advance. I slid my thumb down to her moist clitoris and encircled it. I could feel the soft, yet firm tip of her clit as I moved in concentric motions. At this point, Nat was letting out more and more moans. Her hands clenched on the leather back of the couch, clawing and clenching her fingers. I had heard her fuck before in her side of the room, she was a screamer. I knew where this was headed, and I was willing to go the distance. Using my other free hand, I traced my fingernails across her inner thigh before gently sliding a finger into her vagina. Nat let out another long moan. She smiled. I smiled before adding another finger to her exposed pussy. I had never felt another woman’s pussy lips before, and certainly never another woman’s juice. It was slippery as fuck. I continued rubbing her clit with my thumb and fingering her with my other hand.

Nat moaned, and moaned. Her legs shivered visibly, as she arched her back and looked up at the ceililng. I stared at her exposed nipples (well, through the laced, thin fabric) and at her now bulging pussy. It throbbed in a steady rhythm, as if it too was sucking on my fingers.

As much as I know this would disappoint you guys, I slowed down the fingering and the thumb encircling and stopped. I continued to nibble at her hair with my razor blade and told her she was as clean shaven as me. She smiled and got on to her date. I stayed home and fingered myself to multiple orgasms, watching Japanese porn and fantasizing about Nat. I hadn’t washed my fingers yet, and as much as some would find this disgusting, I used the very same fingers to fuck myself. The same fingers with her now dried juice on its fingertips. It wasn’t long before I fell asleep (possibly exhausted from cumming so very often in the window of a few hours),completely in the nude on the same couch I just finger-fucked my room mate. I woke up to a blanket snugged over me. I assumed Nat came back and did that.

And I had half-hoped that she would had came back and returned the favour.

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