First time lesbian sex can be really bloody overwhelming and daunting. So these women have kindly shared what the stories of what their first lesbian experience (or woman-on-woman, vulva-on-vulva, however they want to define it) was like.
We haven’t matched it since, even with a healthy sex life
1. Five years ago I decided to try being involved with a woman because I had many unsuccessful relationships with men and I wondered if I was missing out. I met a lesbian on POF and we dated for about two months, and we had sex three times, and it was weird. Eating pussy is really weird. It tastes like a 9 volt battery. Women are hard to give orgasms to. I felt very inadequate. Anyway, I realised that I was definitely straight and I’m glad I tried it because now I know. Also, as an aside, she gave me the best head I’ve ever received. [via]
2. I consider myself a straight girl, though I will admit women can turn me on. A while back my good friend (also f/straight) and I slept together and while I was hesitant at first to go down on her, I was surprised that the smell and taste was barely noticeable. In fact, I rather enjoyed the taste. As far as my technique, I just did to her was I find most enjoyable. However, after asking her if it was going okay, she gave me a couple of adjusting directions (same with her when she did me). I think that being a woman doesn’t automatically make you a master of pussy- it certainly helps since you have a better understanding of the layout, but everyone is anatomically different and have different pleasure buttons. [Via]
3. It was incredible! I love girls so much. We were at it for about 10 hours, she squirted twice and I lost count of orgasms, so I guess fucking a girl comes naturally to me, haha. I just felt so happy, exhausted and gay. [Via]
4. My marriage was suffering because my libido was gone. Just, dead. Gone. Or so I thought. I fell in love with a female friend and that was it. All the little questions I’d had and repressed when I was younger, all the doubts, all the clues – hit me in the face like a brick. [Via]
And that can come before or after you figure out whether you’re gay, lesbian, bisexual or pansexual
5. My girlfriend and I went 8 hours our first time. It was both of our first times with a girl, too, after both having thought we were straight. Something about that first time you have sex with the right person I guess. But damn it was a wonderful first night. [Via]
6. My first was at a sleepover with a really good friend at a sleepover while the other girls were asleep. It was so awkward, but it was a good stepping stone to figuring out who I was. [Via]
7. I met her through a party my cousin threw one weekend. I don’t know how it Ung kvinne eldre mann happened, but the next thing I know is we’re making out rather intensely. I pushed her up against the wall and started kissing her neck and the moan she let out turned me on so much – it made me want her. A few hours later we hooked up in one of the bedrooms. I’ve loved boobs ever since then. [Via]
8. Had a suite mate/ friend in college who was a lesbian. I thought I was bi. Was in an awful relationship with a guy and in a “breaking up” fight he said something like “I don’t know why you don’t realise you’re a lesbian and roommate has the hots for you!” It struck me like a ton of bricks. Later roommate and I went on a smoke ride and I decided to see what would happen if I tried to be flirtatious. Grazing her fingers when I handed back the bowl, stuff like that.
Well what happened was she reciprocated and put her hand on my knee and smiled at me. It was electrifying. I felt like I was truly alive for the first time ever. And. we ended up sleeping together. It was life altering. I distinctly remember thinking “Holy shit holy shit. She’s so soft. This feels so right. Apparently, it’s not normal to feel repulsed during sex because this feels amazing.” [Via]
9. She turned me on a lot, but when it came down to it I was too nervous about the experience to fully enjoy it. I basically thought “am I doing this right?” the whole time. It wasn’t all bad, but I enjoy the memories more than I enjoyed the experience, especially because using a strap-on is EXHAUSTING if you haven’t been working out on a regular basis. [Via]