[FF]My first time touching another woman

I had a sheltered upbringing as a Catholic girl in an all-girls school. The gym changing rooms was nothing like in the movies full of naked girls. It was an awkward mass of embarrassed teens doing the towel shuffle trying to keep covered up and avoiding the showers.

Needless to say I was quite shocked the first time I found myself in a room of naked women. I was 25 and had been invited away on a hen weekend. It was a spa weekend with hot tub, steam etc. I had brought a swimsuit but was surprised to find that in the changing room the others where just wrapping themselves in a towel to walk about. Not wishing to look prudish I copied suit.

I felt really self-conscious. With the towel hooked over my 30D tits it barely covered my groin and I found myself holding the bottom edge in place with my hands as we walked through to the pool area. It was women only. Some were wearing swimming costumes or bikinis and some were wrapped in either towels or dressing gowns. To my surprise some were just laid out topless or completely naked. There was a mix of all ages and sizes.

We found a group of loungers and sat down to drink our complimentary champagne. Just one glass helped me relax but I kept my towel on. Eventually on of the girls said she was going to swim a bit. She was in her 30s and was quite a large lady, but without a care in the world stood up and dropped her towel. Despite her size she must have lost some weight at some time. Her skin hung loose on her. Her heavy tits rested low on her belly, her nipples pointing down. Her stomach folded over her hairy lap and her legs were dimpled and veiny.

I immediately understood how liberating it must be to be comfortable in your own body. This was back in the 90’s long before the body positive culture of today. I watched her rotund cellulite ass wobble off towards the pool and sink into the water followed by a couple of the others. They were younger, about 28. One was curvy with smooth white skin as though she had never seen the sun. The other was slim. Her long legs so slight there was a gap at the top leaving her pussy on show from behind.

Seeing women of different shapes and sizes was an inspiration. Out of about 20 people around the pool only one was in any way similar to centre spread models but they were all attractive in their own way and happy in themselves. I was convinced to try out being a naturist even if it was only around women.
The sensation of swimming naked is amazing. The feel of the water passing between your legs is wonderful and having your breasts weightless and free in the water is very soothing.

I was sharing a room with a woman called Alison. She was about the same age as me, a bit taller at around 5’7” with quite an athletic body. Her bleached blond hair suited her personality and she had the firm round breasts to catch any ones eye. She was also quite experienced with men. She would often turn up to work on a Monday with tales of hook ups she had had over the weekend.

Having spent a day naked with her in the spa it seemed quite natural to be in the room naked while we were getting ready to go out. I had quickly become accustomed to a naturist life style and really enjoyed it.
Alison was the only woman I had seen with sculptured pubes. She had a tiny short cut triangle above and the rest was completely bare. I asked her about it and she explained that she does it so the guys will go down on her. I looked down at my full bush. She might have a point.

She also said it makes it feel good to touch too and to my surprise she offered me to feel. Having never touched another pussy before and especially a shaved one I couldn’t resist despite my reservations.

I was sitting on the bed and she was standing in front of me. She widened her legs and I reached up. I used the back of my forefinger and my index finger and slid them from her belly beside her short prickly pubes down into the crease at the top of her leg. Her skin was smooth and silky. I slid my finger back up again and praised her on her softness. She replied by complementing me on my delicate touch.

We both paused. She, naked in front of me with my finger tips resting on her mound. She bent over slightly and stopped. I extended my neck up towards her. She bent over further, our faces almost touching. I could feel her breath on me. I could feel my breath getting heavy. I reached up and held her with both hands on her hips. I didn’t know if I was going to push her away or pull her towards me. We both hesitated trying to work out what to do.
She kissed me slowly and gently on the lips before asking if I was ok. I nodded and closed my eyes. I felt her lips touch mine again and our mouths opened. Her warm tongue flooded into my mouth and I wrapped mine around it. Our kiss intensified, we pushed harder and harder against each other as I could fell the tingle of passion well up from inside me.

She lowered her body and straddled my lap resting her butt on my thighs.

‘Touch me again’ she whispered.

I reached my hand between her legs and cupped her smooth pussy. I could feel her outer lips had parted from the position she was in. And gently stroked them. The felt warm and full. I slowly run my fingers over them moving from one to the other. Each time getting closer and closer to her clit. I could feel her excitement growing as I tease her until I made contact and she made a deep groan.

We continued to kiss hard and I concentrated on her clit. Just using my finger tip, teasing, rubbing and tapping it into a swollen pleasure zone. Her body rocked with each stroke and as her movement intensified I rubbed harder.
Her kissing was hard, passionate and wet. I felt drips fall from my chin onto my breast. My nipples were sensitive to the pressure of her breasts against them. My pussy was responding to the pressure from the back of my hand as I rubbed her.

She started to rock on me more and more and held my hair tight in her hands, holding me hard against her face. She moaned and groaned as we kissed until she finally clenched her legs tight against my hips and shuddered in ecstasy before braking away from our kiss and embracing my by wrapping her arms fully around me and holding me tight panting. Her body made another involuntary shudder as I moved my hand away from her sticky pussy.
We held each other together for a while. Our boobs pressed together and her pussy inches from mine.

My first bisexual experience, other than kissing, was so sensual and amazing even though I didn’t cum. I think we embraced for so long because we didn’t know what to do next. She eventually climbed off and apologised for coming over all lustful and forceful. I started to explain how much I enjoyed it and was going to tell her it was my first time but we were interrupted by a knock on the door. Everyone was apparently waiting for us to go to the club.

What had felt like moments had lasted nearly half an hour and we were now quite late.

I was hoping for some more time together after the club. Unfortunately she hooked up with a guy and didn’t come back to the hotel.

I ticked it off as a wonderful experience and we didn’t ever talk to each other about it. I don’t even know if she has been with a women before or since. Within months I was married to my boyfriend and kept it as a happy memory. It would be years before I felt a woman’s touch again.

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