I arrived at Amy’s wearing a barely-there bikini, turquoise. The top lifts my breasts to a position that makes my Bs look like Cs. The bottoms are made of practically nothing, forming a nice little V just above my ass and promptly disappearing. A piece of fabric barely larger than a post-it note covers my nether regions. I’m sure if I bend over, the boys, and girls, can get a little peak if they wish. It’s my go to swimsuit for parties, especially if I want a little nighttime after-party action. And I usually do. Under my bikini was a short little sundress, hitting me well above mid-thigh, of a slightly darker color. Teal. It was shear in spots, almost see through, perfect for going over a swimsuit. Chris greeted me at the door. He is Amy’s boyfriend, and it was his birthday. I’ve been crushing on Chris ever since he started dating my best friend. He hugged me at the door, pulling me into him, his bare chest pressed against me; insta-turn-on. He is off limits, he’s my best friend’s boyfriend, but that doesn’t mean that I haven’t fantasized about him. It doesn’t mean that I haven’t stared at my ceiling while fucking myself with a vibrating dildo and climaxing to the thought of him moving in and out of me.
Sometimes, he is fucking me from behind. Hard. His hands are on my hips, thrusting into me over and over again, using me like a little fuck doll, his little fuck doll. He tells me how much better I am than his girlfriend, and that sends me over the edge. Other times, I am on my knees, sucking him. I take his perfectly shaped member into my mouth and move my head back and forth. He places his hands on my head and pushes himself farther into my mouth. Soon he is fucking my face. I gag, just a little, as he fills my mouth with his hot cum. I swallow, because Amy won’t, and he loves it. Other times, when I just want to relax and daydream, we are making sweet, sweet love. He goes down on me, savoring every inch of my body, using his tongue with care and grace. Kissing my lips, my neck, my breasts, and farther down. After he teases my clit and gets me soaking wet, I climb on top of him and ride. He splits me open, slowly, as I slide down onto him. He tells me how much sexier I am than Amy, how much better I taste, how much better I am at everything, and I cum almost instantly.
I snapped out of my fantasy and came back to Earth. “Happy birthday!” I said, as I gave him a quick, but not too quick, peck on the cheek.
“Thanks,” he smiled. “Come on Jordan, the party is in full swing.” He grabbed me by the hand and whisked me to their backyard oasis.
…Later…
It wasn’t long until we were all completely naked. Amy was not lying about Chris’s cock. Flashes of my fantasy of him fucking me ran through my head. Amy finally dared me to go down on her, and the boys were more than eager to watch. She spread her legs, leaned back, and smiled. I crawled over and touched her. She was freshly waxed save a tiny strip that matched her hair, a true red head with the ivory skin to match. She whispered for me to go on, and I did. I placed my hands on her inner thighs and gently pushed them apart. I traced my tongue along her lips, tasting her, kissing her, smelling her. She tasted like a flower, sensual and sweet. She moaned when I reached her clit. I didn’t stop. To say I liked it would be an understatement. I’m not sure how or when we changed positions, but soon we were 69ing. Amy was on top, her juices seeped into my mouth as she wiggled across my face. Her tongue slid inside me, as her hands spread my legs. Her face was buried between my legs and she moved her hips up and down, riding my face as if it she was fucking her boyfriend. I have no clue what they were doing, her boyfriend and Peyton, but I was in heaven. My body began to shake and so did hers. We came almost simultaneously. Holy fuck! That was my first time going all the way with a girl. And I fucking loved it.
To get the full story that is loosely based on my own experience, [click here](https://www.amazon.com/Quenching-My-Thirst-Lesbian-Erotica-ebook/dp/B08LC7VJPZ/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=quenching+my+thirst&qid=1603558922&sr=8-1). Just jotting it down on paper more than turned me on. I arrived at my best friend Amy’s place and was greeted by her boyfriend Chris. I’ve wanted him to explore every orifice of my body since the day I met him. His bare chest brought back flashes of me staring at my bedroom ceiling thinking of all the naughty things I want him to do to me—behind Amy’s back. A late-night truth or dare session in the hot tub may be just the ticket I’m looking for. I’ll have to make out with Amy first, but maybe I’ll get my wish. Or will Amy’s seductive lips and perfect breasts turn me. I’ve always been a bit promiscuous but never all the way with a girl. Did this night change me forever? What will I do for another taste? So many questions after my first lesbian encounter.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jhcg4i/my_first_lesbian_experience_via_a_foursome_and