8 comments/ 82939 views/ 3 favorites Janie and Me: How I Lost... Ch. 01 By: LuciousBi-Writes4U Janie and Me: How I Lost My Cherry To Another Girl I want to start by saying that this story is about people aged 18-21-who are of legal age and consenting young adults. This is a multi-chapter piece. Therefore the first chapter and the last may not contain complete sexual acts. Since this is my own true story I have done my best to capture the details in as accurate a fashion as possible. I have not written in any extra sexual acts to pad the story. As always your votes and comments on this and any other of my pieces are greatly appreciated. Happy reading friends... * This is the true story of how I lost my virginity, and to whom...and it was definitely not the average first time-unless a lot more girls than I know lost their cherries to-A GIRL! That's right you heard me right...and if you'll sit back and hold on tight I'll do my best to take you on the wild ride that led to it all... Janie and I met the beginning of my sophomore year. I had just turned 18 and she was 3 years older than me. She actually picked on me when I walked around before classes started in the mornings and in the lounge when ever she could...and I was actually a little intimidated by her bully-type nature. She liked to joke and tease people, something I wasn't really used to from other girls our age...I mean guys picked on me all the time...usually to get my attention and hopefully a date later on down the road. When the big snowstorm hit you can believe that I was very surprised to get a call from her at home. She had called a mutual friend for my number. I didn't think of it as weird that a girl had looked up my number and started calling me on a regular basis. Looking back I guess I should have...but what did I know I was a virgin. That afternoon's call was to ask if I thought I could get away from home and come out and tear up in the big trucks with her and Misty and some of the local boys...I said I could if I spent the night with Misty-she always went out whenever she wanted. Janie said that was cool and she said to have Misty's boyfriend bring us up to meet them around 8 that night-in the old A&P parking lot. They were all having fun spinning out doing donuts, Jim Rockford turns and flying through the parking lot in shopping carts on the ice. Hell, they even tied the carts to the 4wheel drive trucks and pulled them along like they were tubin'. That was the night that I got my first taste of a drink they called "The Nightmare"-pink lemonade Kool-aid mix and vodka. Well after 3 super-squeeze bottles of mainly vodka and hardly any lemonade I was feeling no pain at all! Hell I was standing up surfing along in one those damn shopping carts like a pro! Misty decided to go home with her boyfriend, 21 year-old Chad that night because his parents were out of town at a convention and he had the house to himself. Even though misty and I were 18...we mainly still lived at home and had to abide by the "house rules" which meant having a place to have was sex a pain in the ass and it usually ended up being in the back of a parked car. Misty went home with Chad...and that left me to spend the night with Janie. So...here I was going home with this 21 year-old girl that I didn't even know all that well...we were soaked to the bone from playing in the snow and I had left all my clothes at Misty's. As I undressed in her room, she dug through her dresser drawers to find a t-shirt I could sleep in...I should have noticed that it was taking her a long time to find something...but I was so drunk at that point that I didn't care. And I was back to her so she was staring at my g-stringed ass...and the pert and perky 34 C's I sported back then...but from where I was standing I didn't notice. We sat up and talked for a while. Watched Friday night videos and Friday the 13th (the TV series not the movie) and then we decided to get some rest...or at least lay down and cut the lights off. My head was pounding and I knew I was gonna be staring at the ceiling fan all night-if I closed my eyes the room spun and I knew I'd be praying to the porcelain god if I tried to sleep. Maybe later I'd feel better...after the alcohol wore off a bit. Janie headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and stuff...I was already in her double bed-which I was finding to my displeasure to be a really wavy waterbed. When Janie headed back into her room she took a running start from down the hall and jumped onto the waterbed...sending me flying and my 94 lb little ass got stuck in the crack-the crack between the bed and the wall-and with a thud at that. After laughing hardily at me Janie smacked me on my pretty much naked ass and then pulled me out. We cut out the lights and lay there talking in the still darkness of the room. I'm not sure when or exactly what was said that sparked the whole thing...but Janie leaned over and kissed me...and it felt good. Janie and Me: How I Lost... Ch. 02 Janie and Me: How I Lost My Cherry To Another Girl Ch. 02 I kissed back and before long Janie's hands were up inside the T-shirt I'd borrowed squeezing my firm, full 34 C's. As we kissed she caressed my tits-she flicked my nipples with her fingers and pinched and rolled them-to which I responded with tons of moans...she probably thought I was crazy or faking...but I was just so totally hot. I could feel the juices as they started to run from my little virgin cunt-So untouched and un-plundered just jumping to be invaded. She laid me back against the pillows and removed the T-shirt and hers too as she kissed and licked her way to my supple breasts. As she hung there like a chestnut haired angel above me, I couldn't help but wrap my hands around her luscious tits and just knead them like dough...gently running my hands across another girls nipples for the first time was something I can't even put into words. Janie was 21 and she was ¼ Cherokee Indian-it definitely showed. Her long dark hair tickled my body as she kissed her way down. Her tan skin glistened with the sweat of excitement. I sat up and pulled her in to meet me-we kneeled there on the bed tits to tits and touched and caressed-eyes sparkling with passion's newest flame. I knew that this would not be the last time that I would be with her... Janie's dark brown areolas staring out at me- I gently lowered my head and tentatively touched my tongue to one of her long, supple nipples. She let out a low giggling mummer as I licked again and then as I could hear and feel her rising excitement I began to flick her nipple furiously with my tongue. I nibbled-I sucked it in and made a meal of the first set of tits I'd ever touched. Janie's excitement building had me squirming-there would be no objections as she slid her hand inside my g-string as I licked and sucker her bountiful breasts. I'll never forget the look on her face when she realized how excited I was by her-her smell-her touch-her body- That first touch was heaven, the first soft caress, and her long soft fingers brushing over my clit. We kissed and I massaged her tits in my hands as she fingered my clit in a way that I had never been touched before-sending jolts of electricity through every inch of my young 18 year-old horny body. She gently touched a finger to my hole, just running it down my slit a bit and found me to be dripping with approval. She laid one finger against my hole and pushed gently against it with out actually going in to see what my reaction would be...and I quaked with excitement. Janie leaned in to me and asked if I was sure...and I could barely whisper -yes- please- between the short panting breaths that were now escaping my lips. That first hot rush as she pushed inside of me, the tingling as she thrust a finger in and out of my tight little pussy was something that has been unequalled to this day. I felt my legs starting to give way beneath me-Janie quickly but smoothly slid me back against the pillows. She laid on top me kissing me and running her fingers through my hair while using the finger to fuck me like it was her cock as I moaned and panted in her ear. Kissing her way back down to my breasts she stopped briefly to give them each a squeeze-tug of the nipple with the teeth and a blow of cool air to see just how erect she could make them. Snaking her way down to my belly she made me wriggle with her soft slow touches and places that had always been just tickle spots before- turned into new and uncharted erogenous zones that would forever bring me pleasure now that they'd finally been awakened. Instead of jumping away in laughter from a tickle I now felt myself pressing my body into the soft touches with a gasp of pleasure. When Janie reached my tan line she stopped. She got off the bed at the bottom and started all over again at my toes. The feel of her wet hot tongue as it slid up the inside of my thighs was a first touch experience I'll never forget. Finally rubbing her thumb across my clit as she gently touched her lips to mine I think I came right then and there for the first time in my life. Janie and Me: How I Lost... Ch. 03 Janie and Me: How I Lost My Cherry To Another Girl Ch. 03 * Janie gave my cunt lips a light kiss before burring her finger back inside of me. When she did this time she pushed at my walls and kind of dug around in a circle getting in up to her knuckle. She'd wanted to get a real finger full of me for her first taste-removing the finger and inserting it deep within her mouth she sucked it clean as she moaned her approval of my juices. Then she slid her naked body against mine hard with lot so of heat and friction as she made her way to my mouth and shoved her pussy tainted tongue deep in my throat finding parts of my mouth that I didn't even know existed and giving me my first taste of pussy-my pussy. I liked it-it wasn't foreign or weird feeling or even gross to the taste-it was tangy and sweet all at the same time-a taste I still enjoy to this day-the one of a kind taste of me. Then making her way back down she slid her finger deep up inside me again-while she sucked hard on my virtually untouched clit. This time she actually began to fuck it in and out of my virgin cunt-hard. It hurt, but in a good way...and as she inserted the second finger and then the third the aching pain and burning tingle as she ripped my way into womanhood for me-felt as if I were being split in two-but in a wonderful way that felt so good. As I was about to cum she positioned her self on top of me, our legs intertwined in away that are pussies were directly over one another's. And while she fucked in and out of my tight hole she ground my clit and hers, my bones and hers together in the most intense heat and friction I'd ever felt. My body convulsed-every muscle in my body tightened and I felt my walls clinch down against her fingers as I screamed my way through my first big, complete orgasm-it was totally unlike the little ones I'd had earlier on-and I thought they had been pure bliss. When Janie was satisfied that I'd finished big O number one she slid down and sucked my clit again...then she licked my outer lips and inserted her tongue deep inside me and sucked out hard, sucking out every drop she could of my virgin nectar-even tongue fucking me up deep inside for more as I came for the second time right in her mouth. The feel of her lips against my pussy, the softness of her face buried between my thighs, the hot wet knife of her pointy tongue spearing its way deep inside my cunt as she fucked me over and over again that night was unreal-A feeling that I would never forget-one that I would become hungry and wanton for-longing for it for the rest of my life-something I had no idea of back then on that cold winter night. After I came we lay down together and took a nap. Then in the early hours of the breaking morning I got my first real feel-first real taste of someone else-first real touch of-her. Waking in each other's arms we gazed and began to kiss. I loved her tits, and went straight for them again. So big and full like cantaloupes that I could squeeze in my petite hands. I remember leaving a hickie on each of them-one thing I did have experience with-I left them right under her nipples on those beautiful dark brown areolas. As Janie rolled over towards me and started on my neck (still my week spot even today)-I slid my hand between her tits and down the length of her flat little belly-I caressed the outside of her thighs, teasing as much as I could. But then Janie spread her legs and whispered please wetly in my ear. For the 1st time in my young 18 year-old life I touched another girl's pussy. The softness of it, the wet, warmness-and so much to explore-so much to be learned. But it seemed I'd be a natural at this...as I made my way to her clit and put my fast fingers to work circling it over and over again. Janie and Me: How I Lost... Ch. 04 Janie and Me: The True Story of How I Lost My Cherry to Another Girl Ch. 4 * Shifting myself to the bottom of the bed, I licked my middle finger and pushed it in…I knew that at 21—Janie was no virgin…so I didn't bother with being gentle. I shoved in up to the knuckle on the very first plunge. Listening to her breath catch in response and the sigh of enjoyment that followed it told me that I was doing fine. I fucked my finger in and out of her wet cunt as fast and hard as I could until she screamed out that she was cumming. And did she, what a feeling that first feel of hot, wet, sticky cum running down my fingers. I pulled them out and licked them clean then I went in for a dive, settled into the warm, chewy center and ate a dish that would change my young 18 year-old life forever— I knew at that moment—as I lay there slurping up all Janie's cum and molesting her clit again and again with my tongue—fucking her slit deep inside with it—until she came some more…There was no going back…I liked girls…who knew if I'd like guys too or not…at only 18 that was still a toss up for me—at that point I didn't really know…or care. But what I did know was that in that one night I was hooked…on pussy…on Janie…and that was something she felt as well. Later on in our relationship I found out that she had previously had 2 other girlfriends…but then she was 21—3 years older than me. Janie finally told me that she had been interested in me from the first time she laid eyes on me and she knew that she wanted me from that first look. Neither of us could imagine the degree to which our relationship would grow and continue. We stayed together throughout my remaining 2 years of school. Becoming inseparable best friends. It was awesome to have my best friend as lover during the time in life when everyone else has to try to sneak around and do it in cars and what not. No one thought it to be strange for us to spend every waking hour together…after all most girls have at least one friend that they do everything with—well not everything—not like Janie and I did. We could have each other any night of the week. Being in high school and getting it once or twice everyday has to be every young adults fantasy—a fantasy that I lived! It was a tough world to be different in—so we dated guys too…but at that stage in life Janie was the only one I was having sex with. I wasn't sure at that point in life if I'd ever want a guy…they'd been able to excite me when we made out on dates…but I hadn't had sex with any yet so the truth still waited to be told. But then that is another first time story all together. We had tons of fun in those remaining years. We even moved in together as roommates for a while. We had a friendship like nothing else I'd ever know to that point in my life, and respect for each other that still shines through to this very day. The older you get, the more pressure you feel to become a conformist, before that as a young adult it is fun and rebellious to stick out from the crowd. But somewhere along life's path that all changes and synchronization and harmony are what we all tend to seek. For Janie that meant marriage at an early 23, and two kids. For me it was many more years of schooling and then marriage, divorce and remarriage to MR. Right finally. Mr. Right who got that I was bi, that this was part of who I was and that the occasional extra body in his bed just came along with me…it was a package deal…luckily I got a man who thanked his lucky stars to have found a partner as open, confident and loving as I was…what no one would ever guess is that the confidence they see in me sexually today started a very long time ago…on one crazy snowy night. And its memories and effects on my life I have carried forward with me to this very day. There is no doubt that I will always be glad of my first experience, of who it was with and how it all took place. It will always be something that I see as a great addition to my life. Something that changed me forever—for the better!