My First Time With Her

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

Love between two women.

I was happy with my new girlfriend. I had found a home in the world and all of the goodness it could offer. I had found a love that was real. I wasn’t afraid of anything anymore because in her I had found a sense of safety. I had found someone who loved me. Lilly was my best friend and my partner.

There was something about her skin. The way it tasted salty and earthy, just like her. It felt like velvet. It was like her skin was communicating with my tongue. It was telling me secrets all about her.

When we kissed, I felt elevated and tingly. It was like I was floating in her mouth. She liked to go down on me. The way that she bit my thighs, it gave me goose bumps all over. The way that her lips brushed against me, it was like my body was waking up for the first time.

She was licking me between my legs and I spread myself further open for her. I felt her tongue slowly teasing my sensitive flesh and then she dove in. The pleasure was making my toes curl. I wrapped my legs around her head and held her there until I was satisfied.

Peeling another woman's panties off for the first time was always a thrill. It was like opening a gift. Tearing away the wrapping to see the intimate prize inside. When you make love to a woman, you discover a part of her that she doesn't show anyone else. It is the ultimate form of trust and love.

I would turn her over on her belly and spread her open. I would tease her with my tongue and then give her a smack. I would put up a hand and make her wait. I would lick the inside of her thighs and her back. When I was ready, I would go down on her and stroke her clit with my tongue.

Her skin was like a canvas that I could paint with my emotions. Every time I touched her, I left a mark. Every time I licked her, I left a mark. I was painting myself all over her and I wasn't going to stop until my masterpiece was finished.

Sometimes I would put my hand on her throat and squeeze gently. I would run my fingernails down her back and she would shiver. I would hold her, pushing her against the mattress. I would put a hand on her mouth and her eyes would open wide. We were two bodies, becoming one.

When we made love, it was like I was learning a new language. She was a foreigner and we were miscommunicating. She was teaching me about sex and I was teaching her about touch. In the end we understood each other, because she came with my mouth on her.

As I finished her off I could feel the pleasure rippling through her. She bucked her hips and released in my mouth as she shuddered. As her contractions subsided, I kissed her mouth and we shared her fluids together. Our tongues danced in her sourness.


Submitted: June 02, 2022

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Lovely writing!

Thu, June 2nd, 2022 11:18am


This was smooth and fluid, easing into the lovemaking. There is truly a warm, caring relationship implied that blends the love of the act with the caring of each other. Sensational.
Your description is so similar to the experience that any one of us might have had.

Thu, June 2nd, 2022 1:28pm


Nice piece, feels like you have invited us to be in the bedroom with you two as you strive to please each other!

Thu, June 2nd, 2022 8:52pm


Artistically delivered, warm and intimate.

Sun, June 5th, 2022 10:13pm

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