I would like to first start out by saying that since this experience I have entirely new appreciation about people and their feelings. If you are having thoughts about venturing into the Bi/gay lifestyle, make sure that others involved are protected. By that I mean other peoples feelings. I have recently lost a man that I loved dearly due to my experience.
Being that I live in California, surfing has always been a passion of mine. I have always shared that passion with my friends. At the time, my boyfriend Trevor and I used to drive down to a friend of mine's beach house that was located on the ocean. It was beautiful and the surf was always incredible. My recent friend, Julie, owned the house and was an avid surfer also.
Julie is a beautiful girl about 5'9 and shoulder length blonde hair. Her body is perfect. She runs seven miles on the beach every other day and was an all American volleyball player at a local university. Her breast are a little bigger than mine, about a 34D and long strong legs. I am the same height but with long sun brown hair. I run also, but not as often as Julie. I stay in great shape through biking and rollerblading, not to mention the surfing. Trevor was an ex college hockey player that introduced me to the love I now know as rollerblading.
Trevor and I had a very good sex life, one that started out very slowly. Once we became comfortable (and one night, drunk) we became more and more curious. We ventured down to the local adult video store and bought some movies and probably my best investment, a vibrator. That night we got drunk and had the best time in the world except for one thing, I think I enjoyed it too much. Trevor was not as happy that I enjoyed the vibrator and also that it made me feel wonderful. He had a hard time believing me when I told him that him being inside me was much better and totally different. The other problem was that I had never seen two woman together and once I did, I was totally turned on. He liked it also but did not like the thought of me with another woman. Regardless, I still fantasized about it and wished that I could share these fantasies with him. If you find a man that open minded, don't let him go. He is obviously a person that is very comfortable with himself and will only help you open up even more.
Back to the surfing. Trevor wasn't that good of a surfer. There were times when the waves were real good and too much for a beginner to handle. One time, after a storm, I drove down after work to surf with Julie. Once I got to her house I was in awe. The waves were huge. We put on our bathing suits, wet suits and ventured out into the ocean. We surfed for hours in amazing conditions.
Once we were done we headed back to Julie's house to shower. Like most beach homes, Julie has an outdoor shower with a fence around it. When Trevor and I would shower, he would get the towels while I started showering. I was a sandy mess and asked Julie if she would mind getting my towel in the house. She told me to jump in and she would be right out. Minutes later she opened the door and had everything I needed: soap, shampoo and towels. Because we were still talking about the unbelievable conditions we had, I never thought it was weird having her in the shower stall with me. Without even thinking, I started taking off my wetsuit and washing the sand off my body. Julie was doing the same and I offered the water to her. I couldn't help looking at her while she had her head covered with water. Her body looked so good wet that I found myself staring at her.
Still in our bathing suits, we once again switched places. As I went back under the shower Julie stepped back and started undoing her top. It's not that I hadn't seen her naked before, I just felt more attracted to her now. Still talking about the day she then stated to wash herself and become very lathered. I watched as she washed down her long arms and back up to her incredible breasts, lathering them with both hands. It was such a turn on watching her touch her breasts. It seemed way too quiet as I watched her wash herself. She then told me that it was my turn and handed me the soap. As I started to take off my top I once again looked over and seeing her beautiful ass realizing that she was now completely naked. Seeing her naked body caused my breathing to become erratic. But I still never thought that anything would happen.
At that point she told me that my back had black marks due my worn down wet suit. She told me to give her the soap and turn around. She then started to wash my back trying to get the marks off. With the soap still in her hand she started rubbing my neck and massaging my naked shoulders. I responded by lowering my head to which she asked if the massage felt good. I replied it felt very relaxing and she continued. Her hands then started to wander lower down my back and then to my arms. Once she started washing my arms her hands would lightly touch the sides of my breasts. I pulled my shoulders back and with that she began to wash and caress my breasts with her hands. At that point she pulled me back towards her and started to slowly kiss my neck. It felt like forever that she was kissing me, but it also felt incredible. Mostly because it was taboo and something I had never thought about until recently.
Her hands then started to move down my sides to my hips where she began to lather and caress me while I still had on my bathing suit bottom. Finally she bent down and pulled off my bottom which I gladly stepped out of. Still facing away from her she began washing my legs and ass all the way down to my feet. I couldn't believe I was letting her do this to me. She even took the bar and lathered my pussy and ran her hands between my legs in such a way that it didn't seem sexual. Trevor didn't even like showering with me. Finally, she turned me around and for a second we looked at each other as I rinsed off. I could feel her staring at me, and it felt good. She told me I was beautiful. Something I wished I heard more often. It felt like hours but suddenly our mouths were clamped together and we were embraced in a passionate kiss. Our hands running wildly around each others body.
At first I was just holding on to her arms while they ran all over my body. Then I found myself raising my hands up to her breasts and rubbing and cupping them in my hands. They felt so good-so firm to the touch. We stopped kissing long enough for Julie to give me a quick smile. Suddenly she started to kiss my neck and shoulders as I pulled my head back under the water. Her kisses made their way down my neck to my shoulders and then slowly over to my breasts. She playfully licked and bit my nipples simultaneously as her hands fell down around my ass, constantly pulling me closer to her. My nipples felt so good in her mouth, driving me crazy. She then stood back up and we resumed our long passionate kisses. Our hands still running over each other's body.
Finally her hand reached between my legs and I must have let a huge sigh because she sort of gave me a little smirk. I wasn't ready for it but I allowed my hand to make its way down to her pussy where, to my surprise, she was almost completely shaven except for a nicely formed triangle. I had to stop everything to show my surprise and my amazement. I had often thought of shaving there but never followed through. Julie told me that I should and that now would be the perfect time. With that we decided it would be best to continue this shower inside. Once inside I felt much more comfortable although the intensity was still evident. We talked about her prior experiences, which were few, two to be exact, but that she felt the same desires that I also felt. She still loved men and always pictured herself married but also enjoyed the touch of a woman. She got me a razor and some cream and we jumped back in the shower completely naked ready to shave. I felt kind of strange allowing her to lather me up but her hand felt once again at home. She got down on her knees and began to carefully shave my pubic hairs having me adjust my body so that she could get the best angle.
When we were done I rinsed off and we admired my new look together. Julie ran her fingers around my lips and admired how they felt. My entire body shook as she rubbed my pussy harder until I was completely wet and turned on.
Once again we began to kiss passionately as she rubbed my now hard clit, soaking her hands as she did so. Finally after a few passionate kisses to my breasts she made her way down to my newly shaven vagina. She pushed me up against the wall and I spread my legs for her as best I could.
Suddenly I could feel her mouth starting to kiss and lick my vagina, sending waves of energy through my body. The simple fact that someone was performing oral sex was incredible but the fact that it was a good friend and a woman was intense. As her tongue flickered faster I found myself grabbing my own nipples and rubbing them, something I had never done with Trevor. Soon, I could feel the orgasm coming on and with the shyness gone, I grabbed the back of Julie's head pulling her tongue deeper into me as I shook with a seemingly violent orgasm. Once my screams subsided Julie softly kissed her way back up to my mouth where we engaged in a really nice warm passionate kiss.
We dried off and walked into the living room where she had a bottle of red wine sitting on the coffee table waiting to be opened. As we toasted and began to drink I let a little laugh out do to the new and unusual feeling I had between my legs. I always trimmed but I never fully shaved. I found myself standing in front of the mirror in her living room admiring my new look. Julie took off her towel and showed me how hers was a straight line while mine was more of the shape of a triangle. We put on some much needed Anne Difranco and relaxed.
I sat back down and with one glass in hand started to lightly run my fingers on her pubic hairs. This obviously turned her on as I watched her close her eyes and rest her head back against the pillow. As I put the glass down I reached over and took her wine out of her hands. I had no idea what I was doing or what I was going to do, I just wanted to kiss and touch her body again. I pulled her down on the couch so that now she was lying down completely. I raised her arm and placed it behind her head and kneeled on the floor next to the couch. I told Julie to close her eyes.
I don't know why but I felt better that she had her eyes closed as I ran my hands over her body. I started by kissing her neck as my hands rubbed her incredible breasts. They were so firm to the touch that I found myself wanting to rub them more and more. I made my way down her neck with soft kisses to her beautiful nipples. As I slowly started to kiss her nipples I felt her take a deep breath and with that I started to suck and bite her now erect nipples. Once I started to suck harder on her breasts I placed one hand on her pubic hairs, rubbing them softly. She slowly opened her legs for me, inviting me to rub her now soaking pussy. I began to combine the movements that I always enjoyed my boyfriend doing as I sucked her nipples and rubbed her rock hard clit. I'm not sure if it was my curiosity or that I felt obligated in returning the favor, but I found myself making my way down to her vagina.
Once there I brought both my hands down to her legs and place them on her ass and thighs. I had no idea what I was doing, but instinct told me to start at the top and slowly work my way into it. As I licked and kissed her lips I found Julie's body moving back and forth to the rhythm of my tongue. Soon, I had my head buried deep between her legs and my tongue and mouth running up and down her pussy. I have to admit, I loved it. I could feel her body begin to sweat as she became close to her orgasm. Deep breaths and her arching back were indications that I was in the right spot. Between my tongue darting in and out of her and my hands rubbing her glistening body, I knew it was not long that she would be exploding.
Suddenly I felt a hand grab my head and move it aside. As I looked up I noticed that Julie had her wine in her hand and she quickly poured a little on her already moist pussy. Quickly she told me that it was a favorite of hers that she wanted me to try. As I began to lick and kiss her again I could taste the incredible flavors of the wine. The taste of the wine combined with my newfound excitement drove me wild.
I began to lick everywhere in order to get all of the wine. I had to move her legs again so that I could lap up every drop that she gave me. Again she poured the wine on her pussy and again I began to lick up every drop I could find. Finally, with the wine gone I could sense that she was about to come. I moved my mouth in time to her body movements and in one giant spasm she came. I kissed her sweaty body all over and made my way back up to her mouth where we kissed. I told her that if I had to sum up this entire experience I would use one word, "delicious."
We spent the rest of that evening talking about sex in general and how interesting life can be. I mentioned that I would love to have Trevor involved next time and she agreed that the added pleasure of a man would only intensify the experience. Unfortunately, when I told him about the experience he treated it as if I had cheated on him. Which, in retrospect, I had. He became uncomfortable not long after I told him and the visits surfing seemed to suffer. Julie and I were disappointed because we felt that a man would be an added plus. After Trevor and I broke up, Julie and I had a few more experiences involving toys that I may write about. But in all, the experience has been one of joy and unhappiness. I know now that not everyone can feel comfortable with this lifestyle and I guard mine carefully. I'm not sure if I would do it all again if I knew the outcome in advance.
If there are other woman around my age that would like to email me to talk about their experiences or fantasies, please do. I enjoy the conversations immensely. I am 24. LoriBerk75@AOL.com :) I am looking for a bisexual woman from another state that will not want to "meet" but interested in chatting about our desires and fantasies. No man-hating or lesbian-only women, please.