Sunday’s lesbian confession…

January 31, 2016


My very first experience happened with my best friend when we were both sixteen years old. We were just hanging out, bored, waiting to go to the local cinema. We went into the recreation ground, decided to chill in the pavilion for awhile. Since it was midday and during the summer, the place was deserted. We sat on the wooden bench seats and started talking about anything and everything.

After awhile she started teasing me about my flat chest and lack of boyfriends. I told her that if she teased me one more time, I’d slap her hard.

Well, tease me she did and a satisfying slap across the face was her punishment. This was proceeded by a contest of who could slap the other the most times. This meant war. We pushed and pulled at each other. Then we leaned against each other, always trying to get a better shot for a slap till we had pinned each other between the backs of the two seats. Neither one of us could move since we were both gripping each other’s arms while pushing each other’s backs against the seats. I realized at that moment that she had been staring at my eyes while I was staring at her lips.

I told her, “No, this can’t happen”. She asked, “What can’t happen?”. I then told her that I’d never been kissed by a girl.

She kissed me passionately on the mouth for who knows how long? Eventually we pulled apart, and she grinned and said, “How’s that for your first kiss?”.

We kissed some more and she put her tongue in my mouth, slowly thrusting it in and out, before putting a hand between my legs and feeling what I had in my jeans.

We went on to the cinema and spent the whole movie feeling each other up. I came twice with her hand in my pants. For the rest of that year we were intimate with each other. Like boy and girlfriend. When we had the house to ourselves, we’d strip each other and have oral on my bed or finger fuck.

In October of that year she and her family moved away, and we never saw each other again. But I’ll always remember our secret kisses…

Carla Mac

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