Where it happened: Working at a summer resort
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
My first sexual experience with another woman (I already told you about my first with a man 😉 ) was when I was working at a summer resort to earn money for college.
I was waitressing, it’s hard work and even if I had been looking for a guy I would have too tired for all of the big mating dance you had to go through. It took enough energy fighting off the gropings of male customers and the advances of guys who worked there who just saw me as a piece of meat.
She (Carol) was my roommate and worked maintenance on the golf course. She was strong, outgoing and always got me to laugh when I was feeling down. I was kind of naive about such things so it did not even occur to me she might be gay. I cared a great deal for her as a friend and looking back I can now see the beginnings of a romantic attraction.
Anyway, the first clue I had was one day when I was walking back to our cabin I saw her talking to a tall, short haired woman about 30 years old. She seemed upset and the other woman acted like she was trying to convince her of something. At one point she tried to put her arm around Carol. Carol pulled away and ran off. It looked like she was crying. Suddenly it occurred what their relationship must have been.
When I got back to the cabin that night Carol was sitting on the couch still crying a little.
“Anything I can do to help?” I asked.
“No, thanks anyway” She bit her lip and started to cry again.
I sat down next to her and put my arm around her and she started to sob uncontrolably. “You must have really loved her.” I ventured.
She looked at me like she wanted to know it was alright. “Yeah, too bad she didn’t feel the same.” She talked for a long time about how the other woman had caught her on the rebound and had convinced her that she loved her but it turned out she was playing Carol for a fool. It broke her heart when she found out. We talked late into the night. When we finally went to bed I thought a lot about what had happened to her and how cruel it was. I also started to wonder what it would be like to kiss Carol even though I has never felt any attraction towards another woman before.
All the next day I thought about Carol. I caught a glimpse of her in the afternoon and my heart jumped. I decided I must be falling in love. That night I waited for her to come home anxiously but when she got there I was to shy to say much. That worried her and she looked at me strangely as she went to take her shower. I figured I had blown everything.
When she got out of the shower she sat down at the table across from me and asked “does it bother you that I’m a lesbian?”
“No, just the opposite” I reached over and put my hand on hers giving her a big silly smile.
She looked shocked for a few seconds then took my hand and said “please don’t break my heart I couldn’t take it again.”
I leaned across the table and kissed her lightly on the lips. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world. “Not a chance” I told her. We kissed a while and eventually made it to her bed. I turned out the light and began to undress. By the moon light I could see her slip out of her robe and lie back on the bed. Naked. I lay down next to her.
We kissed and fondled for a long time. She was very gentle and loving lingering over my breasts and belly before slowly working her way down to my vulva. We maneuvered around so we were in a 69 position and began to softly explore each other with fingers and tongues. The passion would build to a frenzied pitch and then subside over the next few hours. I can begin to tell you how much different it was than love making with a man. I had many, many orgasms and completely lost track of time and the rest of the world.
We made love again in the morning and all day I waited to see her. That night was just as good. Hell the whole summer was great. No one figured out that we were lovers and both of us got quite a kick out of our secret. I hated to see the summer end. But she promised she would come to see me at college.
She visited me two times and we kept in touch on the phone but it is hard to keep up a long distance relationship. Finally we agreed to break up in a late night November phone call. Both of us were crying but we knew it was the right thing to do.
The last I heard she was in love with a woman she had lived with for five years and they had adopted a child. I wish them the best and she will always have a place in my heart.
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