0 comments/ 46936 views/ 2 favorites Lesbian First By: I hung up the phone, totally numb. I had just called Jeff to tell him I couldn't come home this weekend because I had a big exam to study for, and we wound getting into an argument, which culminated with him breaking up with me on the phone. I started crying hysterically, and couldn't seem to catch my breath. I thought Jeff and I would be together forever, but he just told me not to bother coming home for him, because he didn't want to see me anymore. I grabbed the phone to call him back, and got a busy signal. I slammed the phone down, and then called my friend Rebecca. I had just met her since I had come to college, but we had quickly become close friends, telling each other things we didn't tell anyone else. For instance, she told me she was a lesbian, and didn't want anyone in her sorority to know. She was afraid of the gossip, and of maybe even being kicked out. Becca answered, and through the sobs, I told her what happened. She said she would be right over, and to just try to relax and calm down. I sat there numb, but it didn't seem like two minutes later, when Becca knocked on my dorm room door. I let her in, and she gave me a big hug, and let me cry on her shoulder. She guided me back to my bed, where she just stroked my hair, and rocked me slowly while I cried my heart out. When I finally stopped crying, Becca asked me if I wanted to stay at her house for a few days. I'd been there several times, and the sisters all seemed to like me. She said she was sure they wouldn't mind considering the circumstances. She said one of the main things sororities are for is support. I nodded my head ok, and she started packing my backpack with my books, and she folded some clothes into my laundry basket. When she was done, she led me to her car, and put the basket and backpack in the hatchback. She drove to the Alpha Gamma Delta house, and walked me right up to her room. We weren't there five minutes when one of the other sisters poked her head in the window, took one look at me, and asked what was wrong. Becca told her what happened, and she sat down beside me on the spare bed in Becca’s room, and gave me a hug. About that time, Kim, the president of the chapter walked by, and then came in. Of course she wanted to know what was going on, and Becca told her the story. She told Becca that was tough, and sounded sympathetic, but that I couldn't stay here because the chapter was currently suspended. (There was a problem with a black pledge being voted down, and another sister, Allison, who was about to be kicked out anyway, made racial charges) Anyway, she said they couldn't risk someone thinking that this was recruiting, because they would revoke the sorority’s chapter. Becca argued with her for a few minutes, before they took it out of the room. Stacy, the girl who was sitting next to me, just kept holding me, and saying that whatever happened, things would work out, and that she was here for me if I wanted to talk. Becca came back in, and said that we can't stay, but that she would stay with me in my room instead. I nodded my head. I really didn't want to stay there right then anyway. Becca grabbed a bag out of the bathroom that had all her toiletries in it, and then packed a small suitcase throwing the bag inside with her clothes. She didn't bother to pack her books. She said she would just drop by tomorrow to pick them up before class. We walked downstairs, and out the door, with me carrying my bag and basket, Becca carrying her suitcase. She walked right by Kim, and didn't even look at her. We got in her car, and headed back to my dorm. Becca was mad, and said that Kim was just being a bitch for no reason. I nodded because she was like that a lot. My dorm isn't near as nice as her sorority house. For one thing, there are no private bathrooms. There are two per floor, with showers on one end, and stalls on the other. No real privacy at all. One benefit, though was that there is two beds per room. My roommate Jessie only came by once or twice a week to get mail, and stuff. We had been close in high school, but now I rarely saw her. She really lives with her boyfriend off campus. Her parents would have a cow if they knew. The only time she stays here is the rare cases when they visited. I had only seen them here three times, and once was when they dropped her off. I dropped my books and basket of clothes on the floor and sat back on the couch. I was less upset now, and more mad. I wanted revenge. I just didn't see anyway of getting it, and that made me even angrier. I jumped back up, and started picking up the few things I had placed on Jessie's bed, and noticed it was still made from over a month ago, the last time Jessie slept here. I told Becca she could sleep there, and she stopped to look over at me. There was a look in her eye that I didn't understand at the time, but I think now that she knew even then that she wasn't going to end up sleeping there that night. I sat down on the spare bed, and took my pumps off. Becca opened up her suitcase, and pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels. Becca and I had spent several evenings getting drunk, and listening to music in my dorm, and I always had Cokes anyway. Becca got a Coke out of the small fridge I have in my room, and made two drinks. She stuck the bottle in the fridge with the Cokes, and other junk food, and then walked over, and sat next to me, handing me one of the glasses. I took a drink and I'm sure I immediately made a face. I never made them that strong for myself, but right now I was in the mood to get pissed drunk. I turned up the glass again, and took another big swallow. It didn't seem so strong that time. Becca and me spent the next hour drinking, and talking about anything BUT the topic that was on both our minds. At the same time, we both realized we had to pee, so we both pretty much staggered to the bathrooms, arm in arm, laughing about anything and everything. The communal bathrooms, which thankfully were closer to my room than the showers were, still seemed miles away. I'm not sure I could have walked to the shower side of the floor in my condition, and I knew I could drink more than Becca. We sat down in adjoining stalls, and tried to make each other laugh by making funny noises. For some reason being drunk was funnier than normal. Maybe it was just that we had blown off some steam by pounding drinks, but I felt more relaxed. We made it back to the room, and tumbled onto my bed, still laughing. Becca leaned against me and said "What are you gonna do now? Are you going to try to get him back?" I looked her in the eye, and she was looking directly into mine. Like I said before, I knew she was a lesbian. I was probably the only one she had told here. I broke eye contact, and looked at the drink I was holding on my lap. "There's no way that's gonna happen. He made that perfectly clear!" I started to tear up again, and Becca put an arm around me, pulling me up against her in a hug. She kissed me on the forehead, and I turned my head up, just as she was going to kiss my forehead again. Our faces were right up against each other, and she kissed me very softly on the lips, almost a brush, the kind you barely feel. I looked at her, and she looked at me. My heart started beating really fast and hard, and I knew that I was at a real moment of decision. If I pulled away now, there would be this awkward moment, and then we'd have this thing between us. I could tell she was a little afraid too. We were really each other’s only real friend here. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was still being mad at men in general right then, maybe it was just needing someone, but I remember leaning forward, closing my eyes, giving her an open invitation to kiss me again. She did, just a little harder than last time, still very light and gentle. That lasted for maybe five endless seconds, but then as if there was some unspoken agreement, we put our arms around each other and began to kiss in earnest, exploring each other’s lips with our own. We sat there making out for I don't know how long, before I pulled away. Becca looked at me like she was afraid I would stop. Her look changed to anticipation as I began pulling my t-shirt over my head. I dropped it on the floor, and reached back to undo my bra. "Let me do that for you," Becca said with a little quiver in her voice. I think she was as scared as I was, but I was way past the point of stopping now. She was and is a really good kisser. I scooted around, and turned my back to her, and felt her unhook my bra, sliding it off my shoulders before letting go. I still held the cups to my chest, but turned back around, and let my hands drop, taking the bra with it. Becca's eyes dropped for a second, and then she looked back up into my eyes. She started unbuttoning her blouse, and I took her cue, and said "Let me do that for you," emphasizing the 'you' and my voice had the same quiver in it hers had. She dropped her hands, and let me. I unbuttoned her blouse, pulling it out at the bottom to get to the last one. I pushed it just off her shoulders, and left it there, unsure what to do next. At this point my bravery was beginning to abandon me. Becca took the lead again, but shrugging off her blouse, and undoing her bra, letting both fall to the ground. Reaching out to my lap, she picked up my bra off my lap, and dropped it to the ground beside hers. Then she leaned forward again, and kissed me some more, and I think it was at that point that I gave in completely. I don't remember any more doubts, as we continued kissing, caressing, and undressing each other until we were both completely nude. Then Becca, still kissing me, held my head as she laid me down, and began kissing my left nipple, sucking gently, while caressing my right. I knew I was beginning to seriously respond, and was running my fingers through her hair, and I remember reaching under her to cup her breasts with my hands. She stopped holding my right breast, and reclined next to me, never taking her mouth off my breast, but that freed a hand to put between my legs. I opened them to her; I was so horny by this time. If she hadn't started touching me soon, I would have, the need was so strong. I could tell I was wet, and she used some to lubricate as she began rubbing my clit. I moaned, and closed my eyes, arching my back and surrendering to the feelings she was giving me. I reached down, and tried to get between her legs, but she whispered "No, let me do this for you first." I don't know how long she stayed there kissing my breast, and lightly caressing my clit, but it seemed like I lay there gyrating my hips slightly, trying to increase the pressure so I could finish. Idly, I remember realizing that Jeff had never been concerned with me having an orgasm before he finished. It was more like a coincidence when it happened. For the first time I experienced first hand, the difference between making love, and having sex. Becca sat up, and then bent over my waist, and then I felt the most amazing sensation as she began licking my clit, rolling it randomly with her tongue. That set me off immediately, and I tensed up, not able to breathe. I stayed like that, with my shoulders and feet touching the mattress and the rest of me arched off, for I don't know how long, before I fell, and gasped for air before I passed out. It was by far the most intense orgasm of my life. J, and I had to fight to keep from screaming out. The dorm room walls were thin, and I have no doubt that half the dorm would have heard me. I looked up at Becca. I could tell I was still flushed, because I still felt faint. "Oh, God Becca! That was incredible." I just lay there, with my arm across my forehead, just trying to catch my breath, and stop the room from spinning. I got up on my elbows, and then sat up. I reached for her, and she scooted forward, until we were both on our knees, facing each other. "Tell me what to do for you," I said, a little afraid, because I had never done anything like this before, although I had had the odd thought about her. "I'll tell you just what to do, and I know you'll like it as much me," Becca said as she laid back on the foot of the bed, and motioned for me to lay next to her. I did, and we kissed for a while, gentle this time, and then I just began to go on instinct. I turned around in a 69 position, and began licking her clit. It was the one thing I KNEW would feel good to her. Her reaction proved I wasn't wrong. We laid together, licking each other, taking turns having orgasms for I don't know how long, before Becca stopped me, and told me to get off for a second. I didn't know what she had in mind, but I did, and she got up, and went to her suitcase. She brought out a double-ended dildo, and climbed back down on the bed facing me. Placing one end in her, she fell on her back and motioned for me to scoot forward, so I could take the other end. I did, and we scooted our butts together, with my right leg over her left, and her right leg over my left. We just rocked back and forth. I loved it, and we just kept rocking back and forth, and I had at least three more orgasms, before I had to stop her. I was spent, sweating, and exhausted. I pulled away, and the dildo came free of Becca, staying in me. I reached down, to take it out, but Becca stopped me. "Let me," she said, and proceeded to blow the end of the dildo sticking out of me. It was so erotic. She sucked on it, and pulled it out with her mouth, and then let it fall to the floor. Becca curled up next to me, and put one leg, and an arm across me, pulling up the covers as she did. "I need a nap," she said, and I couldn't have agreed more. I had the best nights sleep that night I'd had since I came to college. I didn't realize until the next morning, that I hadn't even thought of Jeff the whole night. When I did, I had the realization, that he couldn't hold a candle to Becca. Good riddance. Lesbian First Time Love My first experience with a girl was one I'll never forget. It was between my best friend Sam and me. It was so great she brought me into the world of women and I'll never forget it. I was in uni and moved into a flat with a friend so we'd be nearby. We'd known each other since college and did all the same subjects. We were best friends we knew everything about each other and we'd been there for each other and through a lot together. We'd seen each other naked before at wild parties and in the showers when we left the gym but I'd never really thought anything of it. Sam had beautiful long black thin hair and beautiful fair but clear skin. Her breasts were prefect round and pert the stuff guys dream of. They weren't too big or too small just a handful full and a half. I'd always admired her, she was slim beautiful and got all the guys. I've always been told that I'm pretty and beautiful but I know I'm not. I've got thick shoulder length blonde hair smallish boobs and a curvy figure. I've had a few boyfriends but they've never lasted very long, but either way she'd always been there for me no matter what. We'd been living together a few months by now and I had boyfriend I really thought my luck was changing we'd been together for months and he'd been my first. Sam and I had great fun at uni got drunk a lot went to a lot of parties and ended up talking about sexual experiences more often than not. She didn't have a boyfriend and was forever bringing guys back to the apartment. I didn't mind we had an agreement I never really thought about it anymore but hearing her and the mystery guys going at it always turned me on. I'd find myself lying in bed and all I can hear is her and the mystery man in the room next door pleasuring each other, I found this oddly on turning but always hid how I felt as I had a boyfriend. Here it was again we'd come home from the most amazing party we had a great time and Sam had got with yet another new guy and vacated to her room with him. I stumbled around my room getting myself undressed until I was stark naked, I flung myself onto my bed feeling the cold sheets wrapping around my body. Then it happened. I felt myself reaching to be sick, I threw myself off the bed and ran to the bathroom. I didn't even take a seconds thought about what I was wearing or who would see it all I knew was I was going to be sick and I didn't want it to be in my room. Tonight had been a night where id had way too much to drink and got with god knows how many men all I knew was I wanted to forget James. He broke my heart and cheated on me with that whore charlotte. I just wanted to forget and Sam took me to her friend's party to cheer me up. I cleaned myself up and made my way to my bedroom but before I got there I came across Sam going to the loo herself. I didn't even think about the fact that I was naked for a second and just fell into her arms crying. She was still wasted herself but she held me and let me blurt out what I had to say whether it made sense or not I don't know but she was there for me. I stopped crying while she was holding me and stroking my hair with one hand and her other hand was so warm on the bottom of my back. They were so close to my pert bum cheeks I don't know why but I felt myself getting turned on, I quickly pulled away from her just in case she noticed and asked her how it was going with the newest mystery guy. She pulled me close again and whispered in my ear "From what I hear you can do better than him. I need to get rid of him I came to ask if you can be my decoy to get rid of him but I don't even need to lie now if want to be here for you, I'll go get rid of him. You go grab a blanket bottle of wine and bar of chocolate from the fridge and meet me on my bed key?" I nodded and slowly walked to my room and did as she said. I heard him leave and grabbed some tablets for my headache and made my way into her room. She walked in fiddled around in her chest of draws grabbed some items of clothing and stripped there and then. As we'd seen each other naked before I guess she thought it didn't matter but my god was it sexy. When she turned around she was in a full black and red velvet corset with lace around the edges and matching thong, it made her tits look fantastic so big I just wanted to throw myself at her there and then. I thought I was going crazy me bi!? I've never even thought about another girl the way I was her she was just there and god she was just a vision on beauty. She came and sat down next to me and opened the bottle of wine and poured it into 2 glasses and said "Hey chick don't worry your better than him any day, he wasn't even that buff I'd rather have you over him anyway" "Really I mean would you? If I came onto you now and then kissed you you're saying you wouldn't stop me?" As I said this I got butterflies in my stomach as I awaited an answer I felt myself getting wetter with excitement. I didn't even notice it but Id moved my hand under the blanket and started touching myself. "Laura are you asking me too?" "I never said I was asking, only questioning you" I said winking She starting shuffling close to me and put her hand on my knee that was poking out the blanket. Getting closer to me every second until our faces were all but touching she whispered to me "I want you" Before I even thought about it I turned to face her and kissed her passionately. After that we were just wrapped in each other kissing, snogging but not yet groping. I wasn't a bit bothered though, this felt amazing as it was. But it looked like Sam couldn't wait any longer she started to remove the blanket off me to my surprise she caught my own hand on my womanhood. She bit her lip and tut'ed "you dirty slut couldn't even wait for me" we both giggled and I got off the bed I placed myself behind her and started to undo the beautiful corset she was wearing to reveal what I wanted underneath it. As it fell off her and dropped onto the bed I moved my hands round her back and slowly onto her firm breasts. When I did it I felt that feeling of excitement in my pussy buzzing around tingling and wanting so deeply for her touch on my warm pussy. She turned to face me again and watched me as I was touching her breasts. I flicked her nipples as they were getting harder and looked at her. She gave me the nod I wanted, I didn't wait one second I wanted them now I moved straight down to her boobs and started sucking her nipples. I could hear her breathing getting deeper and she let out occasional moans. This turned me on more than any man ever had. As I continued to suck and lick both of her breasts I felt a hand sliding down my body past my breasts and onto my thighs. This sent me wild I just wanted her to touch me then and there; I wanted her in me more than anything. She was teasing me and I knew it she was looking at my beautifully shaven mound and teasing her fingers gently around it all over my thighs and up the sides of my vagina. I'd had enough I grabbed her hand and moved it onto my mound and told her to touch me. "Laura I never knew you were this dirty and its making me so wet... I need you." "Same Sam I never thought this would happen. But I really like it." I uttered nervously I was scared of her reply. "Don't worry babe ill look after you, I've done this before." I was astonished by this id never thought Sam was bi, she'd always been such a man-eater. I just nodded and let her carry on. By now we were both lying on her bed looking at each other and then finally she touched my slit opened it to reveal the extreme wetness inside. I heard her take a huge breath in as I stiffened my body for what was yet to come. I'd never been this wet before with a guy or on my own. She started rubbing up and down my slit making sure she rubbed my clit on the way. Then she moved all her attention to my very wet hole, she moved so she could watch herself fingerfucking me and to watch my reaction. She seductively licked her finger and grinned at me moving it towards my hole of desires just waiting for her to get there excited me and I got even wetter for her. As she inserted her wet finger into me and started rubbing me I exploded with passion I couldn't hold on any longer and came all over her hand. I'd never come like that before it was so amazing and I wasn't even at orgasm yet. I couldn't wait. She'd found my G-spot and she wasn't going to get off it till I orgasmed. I felt the pressure building up inside me like a volcano and I was so nearly there I just needed her too kiss my pussy to push me over the edge. "Sam kiss me" As she moved up my body I shouted "No! Not up here..." She grasped what I wanted very quickly and moved down to my pussy she opened my slit with her free and found my clit with her tongue. It was so swollen and gagging for attention she stared sucking on it and flicking it sent me right over the edge. I felt my hips bucking in excitement my pussy was tingling and then as I screamed my passion leapt out all over her face and fingers. That was the best orgasm id EVER had it was mind blowing. But I was still up for more; Sam was licking up all my juices and was getting so into it, it sent me into a second orgasm right into her mouth as she was licking me out. Her face was covered in my cum but she didn't care she threw herself onto of me and starting making out with me. I could taste my own juices and I wanted more. It wasn't mine I wanted it was hers! "Sam I want you. It's your turn and you better be wet or they'll be trouble missy" I winked at her flipped her over and moved straight down to her pussy. Until now I hadn't taken notice of the thong she was wearing, but now I looked and saw how see-through it was and that it was sopping wet. "Sam your dirty girl your thong is sopping wet you big slut." She sat up almost straight away and grabbed me and started tickling me. I was shocked at what was happening. She knew how ticklish was and dominated me and said "I'm the dirty slut, I think it was you who just orgasmed all over my face wasn't it?" I was laughing so much I couldn't stop and had to agree with her but she carried on tickling me and then she pinned me down. I froze "Now you're going to fuck me with this" She went over to her wardrobe and pulled out a pink vibrator. She turned it on, handed it to me and placed herself in front of me on her back. I slowly moved the vibrator towards her lips and teased her making her evermore wet. I could see she needed it inside her so I opened her slit revealing her pink lips and swollen cilt. I rubbed the vibe over it and she let out little yelps, moans and screams. I took the vibrator and put it in my mouth and sucked it seductively then burrowed it deep into her aching pussy. I started pumping it in and out; I knew it wouldn't take her long to orgasm now. My free hand was occupied by fondling her tits while I was fucking her hard with the vibrator, id used one on myself before and knew just what to do. Her body was stiffing her screams getting ever bigger, it was coming and I wanted to make it the best of her life. I started doing her faster and faster now moving my free hands attention to her clit. This sent her straight over the edge she was screaming and grabbing the bed sheets. I felt a lot of come fall out of her onto the vibrator. But little she knew she wasn't finished yet, I carried on till she fell into a mind blowing second orgasm, she'd made such a mess on my hand and on the bed. I could smell her sweet juices and wanted them in my mouth. I took the vibe out of her dripping pussy and moved my face in there to clean her up, I slowly licked her lips and sucked her clit a little and sucked up all her delicious juices. Once id finished I moved up to the top of the bed with her. She was totally spent and so was I, I cuddled into her arms and we fell asleep together. After all this we decided that we really did love each other and stayed together. On campus we were known as the lesbians but neither of us cared we had each other and we were in a very open but caring relationship and had many experiences with other girls and guys too.