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My first time with another woman.

I was inconsolably horny, in the week after my ex broke up with me I ran the battery flat on my vibrator.

I had a pretty conservative upbringing so sex and sexuality was not something I knew a lot about. My friends and I would make out sometimes when we were drinking but I just thought it was a fun thing that all girls do to get guys attention at parties.

We would drink pink vodka cruisers at sleepovers at my friends house, sometimes we would get topless and talk about boys or go skinny dipping in the dark, but it was just a fun thing, I couldn't be bi.

Sometimes a few of us would get out of the pool and rinse ourselves off under the downstairs shower, we'd just huddle topless together fighting to get under the hot water as we shivered in the cold air, but there's no way I could possibly be bi.

I thought it was fun to play with other girls boobs, I loved feeling her hard nipple against my palm as I squeezed her soft breast. But I'm not bi, that's just something that all girls do, right?

I was at a college bar in a new city and I thought I knew the best way to get guys attention, I would kiss a girl. I got talking to a girl and in the middle of a noisy club and made out with her on the dance floor, she was a tattooed blonde barista who was studying psychology, she would become my first proper girlfriend. A nearby group of guys cheered when we kissed and I felt gross, judged, and guilty again. She told me to ignore them and we went to find a quieter bar, I wasn't even feeling horny any more, the leering and cheering guys had totally killed my ladyboner, I just wanted to have a quiet drink with a friendly face.

She ordered us whiskies in a dimly lit speakeasy with quiet piano music and we sat together in the corner of a leather benchseat in our own booth. It was so easy, we just talked, her perfume smelled like a campfire in a misty forest and she tasted like Talisker and I was in love.

That was the first time I ever kissed a girl for the sake of kissing her, it wasn't a dare, or because guys were watching, or a spinning bottle told me to, I really wanted to kiss her. Her skin felt soft and smooth and I giggled as I made goosebumps appear on her thigh with my nails.

Her hand drifted from the back of my neck and gently traced down the collar of my low-cut playsuit and brushed it aside to reveal my cleavage.

"Cute colour" she smiled at me as she glanced down at my pale pink lace bra.

"Thanks" I whispered, my lips were trembling, "it's a matching set".

"Oh!" she said, her lips tantalizingly close to mine though she just held me there, "let me just..." she trailed off as she moved away from me and sat up. I watched in total shock as she bunched up the hem of her dress and quickly pulled a pair of plain blue knickers down to her knees, with a wriggle and a shuffle she lifted her legs and slid her panties off over her heels and stuffed them in her purse.

"Now mine are matching too" she smiled. I grunted involuntarily, I didn't mean to make the noise but my body shuddered reflexively mid-breath and an embarrassing noise made it past my lips. She giggled into her whisky as I blushed hard.

We held hands as we walked down the street to my apartment and I couldn't stop grinning. As we stepped into the elevator of my building I caught our reflections in the mirror, I was bringing a girl home. But I'm not bi? What do I tell her? I can't do this.

She kissed me so softly on the lips it was hard to tell when it started and stopped, I leaned forward and kissed her back. I had to stop, I'm not bi, this isn't fair on her. I drew a breath to speak but I released it in a quiet groan as her lips kissed my neck, I stood frozen in shock

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