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10 women on what their first lesbian experience was like

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 avrupa posta sipariЕџi gelin sitesi, 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 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]