Bi-Sexual Female / 31
I grew up as an only child and over protected. My 'dates' were supervised and always in public places. Needless to say I left for college inexperienced and untouched. My first shock was my roommate who was unabashed and uninhibited. I was very modest, not ashamed, but nudity was not something I was comfortable with. Even underwear was uncomfortable. She 'pantsed' me one morning, just pulled my pajamas and underwear down to my knees and pushed me back on my bed. She crawled on top of me and fought me until she got me under her and between my legs and my clothes off.
I had never felt arousal, getting nervous, heart racing, getting wet, flushed and horny. She got the message, stopped grinding me and gently started kissing me, and used her hand on me. Uncomfortable isn't what I felt when she stopped, embarrassed is more like it. She had fingered me using two and three fingers, she had taken her clothes off, we were naked, with her hand on my breast, gently squeezing and twirling my nipple. She made me admit it was my first time, first naked experience, first ever orgasm, first kiss, and with a girl.
After getting dressed for class she told me she was 'bi', she had a boyfriend at home, but that sometimes a girl was just too much for her. We messed around all semester, no boyfriend for her, and no boyfriend for me. I went home for Christmas convinced I was lesbian. Over the break we spoke every day. Over the break she got pregnant and dropped out of college mid semester that spring. My first heartbreak.
Late spring, right before spring break I confronted my first penis. To describe it, it was wicked, in my face, violent and gross, horrid, my head held by his hand by the hair, this wicked, horrid thing pushed against my lips and shoved into my mouth. The instrument of his pleasure was my instrument of fear, with my mouth full I could only let him mouth fuck me. When he got on me and pushed his penis in my vagina, I went into immediate spasms, an uncontrollable orgasm which surprised me. I learned that I could love and want penis. His penis day and night, I was the blithering stupid freshman girlfriend. I left college at the end of my first year, loving him, and masturbating to my roommate.
Long out of college. A girl now and then, uninhibited and willing to go for it until nothing is left inside to give is a necessary distraction. Cuddling up to him, feeling his penis slip in and hump you until he fills you is a must. Without my roommate I would probably never experienced a girl, I would not be 'bi' today, I would spend my days facing that wicked horrid man penis that makes you want to wash his clothes and never knowing just how good a warm wet pussy is.
I had never felt arousal, getting nervous, heart racing, getting wet, flushed and horny. She got the message, stopped grinding me and gently started kissing me, and used her hand on me. Uncomfortable isn't what I felt when she stopped, embarrassed is more like it. She had fingered me using two and three fingers, she had taken her clothes off, we were naked, with her hand on my breast, gently squeezing and twirling my nipple. She made me admit it was my first time, first naked experience, first ever orgasm, first kiss, and with a girl.
After getting dressed for class she told me she was 'bi', she had a boyfriend at home, but that sometimes a girl was just too much for her. We messed around all semester, no boyfriend for her, and no boyfriend for me. I went home for Christmas convinced I was lesbian. Over the break we spoke every day. Over the break she got pregnant and dropped out of college mid semester that spring. My first heartbreak.
Late spring, right before spring break I confronted my first penis. To describe it, it was wicked, in my face, violent and gross, horrid, my head held by his hand by the hair, this wicked, horrid thing pushed against my lips and shoved into my mouth. The instrument of his pleasure was my instrument of fear, with my mouth full I could only let him mouth fuck me. When he got on me and pushed his penis in my vagina, I went into immediate spasms, an uncontrollable orgasm which surprised me. I learned that I could love and want penis. His penis day and night, I was the blithering stupid freshman girlfriend. I left college at the end of my first year, loving him, and masturbating to my roommate.
Long out of college. A girl now and then, uninhibited and willing to go for it until nothing is left inside to give is a necessary distraction. Cuddling up to him, feeling his penis slip in and hump you until he fills you is a must. Without my roommate I would probably never experienced a girl, I would not be 'bi' today, I would spend my days facing that wicked horrid man penis that makes you want to wash his clothes and never knowing just how good a warm wet pussy is.
