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Virginity is not always the ‘one-off, never to be repeated moment’ it is so often billed to be. Virginity can be lost more than once, sometimes in stages, and in some cases, regained and lost again at a later date, (more on this another time!).

In Caitlin’s case, it was a two-step process. Once with a boy and once with a girl. I will let her explain to you, in two steps, because her story is detailed, why the loss of her virginity with a girl was ‘the watershed moment of my life thus far’.
And frankly, if you are under 18 years of age, you might want to shut your eyes or log out at this point, because this story is very sweet, its very powerful and its also very sexy.

Hold onto your horses.

Caitlain. Born 1985. Lost virginty aged 15.

‘Many people have asked me over the past couple of years what my first experience with another girl was like. Although I've hinted at some things here and there, and told many in private some of what you are about to read, I've never really talked about it publicly. If you know anything about this, you know how intense this experience was for me - so much so that I consider it the watershed moment in my life thus far. The experience literally defines me to this day.

For those of you who know what my girlfriend’s name is, she is represented by ‘Nikki’ here, (and no, it's not the Nikki with the web site! lol). Matt was my boyfriend who I had moved away from about two months earlier, so at the time of this event, I was unattached. ‘Nikki’ and I remained very close friends after this experience, and since May 2005, we've been an official couple. We'd both had boyfriends and this was our first committed relationship with another female.

Obviously, this is written in language I am comfortable using today. I don't know that I recall thinking about what happened in the exact terms that I use here for the most part, though the feelings I embrace here are most certainly the ones that went through my head at that time. Some of it will sound silly, but the thought processes of a fifteen year old are not the most rational to begin with. At the time, I was already very comfortable with my sexuality and had already had sex with Matt. However, up to this point, I'd not even given the first thought to having sex with another girl.

Those of you that know me also know that I rarely allow myself to become vulnerable. Writing this out was a huge step for me, because I am revealing my own personal and intimate thoughts about what I went through for the very first time, something you rarely see from me. I've finally reached a point where I feel comfortable revealing what happened (with my girlfriend’s blessing). Most of you who know me see me as the one who initiates stuff, but here you'll see how that was not always the case.

Anyway, I hope it sheds some light on things for you.

Ever since Matt had left, I had been feeling kind of down, and was terribly excited when I was invited to a New Year’s Eve party that was being held at a friend’s house a few blocks down. My parents were concerned, though, that there’d be some drinking going on. I told them I was sure there wouldn’t be, even though I knew some of the people there would likely be imbibing to one extent or the other, simply because they felt like it was okay to do so given the nature of the party. Oddly enough, that was to be the least of my concerns this evening.

My parents dropped me off in front of the house, which was decorated with balloons and other party decorations. There were quite a few people there already, most of whom I knew only casually. There were a handful of people I considered good friends, though, so I spent much of the evening chatting, drinking soda and snacking with them. Someone suggested we play some kind of game, and being the group of teenagers that we were, we of course had to put some suggestive fun into it. Someone suggested a game of Truth or Dare, and most everyone seemed to acquiesce to that. A few people, apparently knowing how these games usually transpire, found other things to do. Of course, not wanting to be a party-pooper, I jumped right in. I was given a Truth to tell whether or not I had smoked anything before. I hadn’t, so I told the truth.

I had answered a couple more truth questions and I got hit again. This time I was dared to french kiss another girl for 10 seconds. That girl turned out to be Nicole, or Nikki, a girl who had been in several of my classes, and had been to the first pool party I had, but had otherwise drawn relatively little notice from me at school. Although initially hesitant, Nikki agreed to do it just so the guys wouldn’t win a point. I wasn’t really excited about it, but at the same time, I wasn’t bothered by the fact that I was going to be kissing another girl – it just seemed different. Nikki was very pretty, a lean brunette with an extremely nice body, a dark tan not unlike mine, and dressed impeccably. I just assumed that she would have been as tentative as I was about kissing another girl, but she didn’t appear to be the least bit phased by the dare. Everyone started saying things like, “make it a real kiss,” “don’t cheat and just touch lips,” and “she won’t do it.” I wasn’t sure which “she” they were referring to, but a dare was a dare as far as I was concerned. I went over to where Nikki was standing and we both grinned a huge grin as I leaned in to kiss her.

As our lips made contact, everyone started hooting and hollering of course, even the girls! I decided to get a little playful with it and kind of pulled back a little bit and let my tongue play across her lips. I guess she sensed what I was doing and reciprocated with her tongue. I reached up and put my hand on the back of her head and kissed her just like I had done my boyfriend not two months earlier, and Nikki kissed me back just as passionately, and everyone went crazy. I definitely felt a spark during that kiss – it was hard to characterize for me because I’d never felt anything like it before. As we broke off the kiss, one of the guys said, “That is the fucking hottest thing I have ever seen in my life.” Everyone seemed to enjoy the little show, and I have to admit that I felt a little flustered when we were done. Everyone was still talking about the kiss over the next couple of rounds and everyone kept saying that if I got picked again, they were going to dare me to kiss Nikki again. The game ended rather shortly thereafter, though, as some other people showed up and distracted everyone.

Once we were finished with the game, Nikki had gone outside. I followed her, and when I approached her she got a big grin on her face. I asked her what she thought about our kiss. She expressed a little bit of embarrassment, but said that she thought it was incredibly hot, and that she’d never kissed another girl before. I told her that I hadn’t either, but I sure hoped it wouldn’t be the last time, and giggled. Nikki looked at me and asked if I really meant that. I told her that I most certainly did. Nikki then told me that she, too, though our kiss was very erotic, and wanted to know if I would kiss her again. I must have gotten a shocked look on my face, because she apologized for apparently taking my words the wrong way. I explained to her that she did not need to apologize; I was simply caught off guard. I told her I didn’t think it would be a good idea to kiss again right here where everyone could see us, and suggested we find a quiet place that we could go try it again. We both giggled and went off into the huge house to find a room not being used.

We made our way upstairs to what appeared to be a guest bedroom, and we shut the door as we walked in. I was as nervous as I had ever been about anything in my life up to that point, but the feeling I had experienced whilst kissing Nikki the first time had had a powerful effect on me, and I was determined to explore it a little further. As we shut the door, I pulled Nikki by her shirt to me and our lips met once again. The feelings I experienced were electrifying – not so much because I was kissing someone, but because I was kissing another girl and I knew that it was taboo. I was caught up in the tremendous sensations of enjoying the taste of Nikki’s lips, (bubblegum-flavored lip gloss), the softness of her touch that was unlike what I had experienced with Matt, and the sweet smell of Nikki’s perfume. Perhaps the best word to use might be intoxicating, for that is a very accurate characterization of how I felt. We kissed for quite a few minutes, just playfully teasing each other’s lips and tongues. I wasn’t quite sure what to do next.

Nikki put her arms around my waist and drew me closer, as if that were possible, and proceeded to kiss me down my cheek, to my neck and then lightly nibbled on my ear. I thought to myself, “Oh, my god, what is she doing?” I suppose she sensed some hesitation on my part, because she stopped and asked me if I wanted her to go any farther. I asked her what she had in mind, and she said if we kissed each other, we might as well spend a little bit of time playing around, if I felt like doing that. I asked her if she had any problems fooling around with another girl, and she laughed. She said she’d just kissed me passionately, so she couldn’t understand why I would think she’d have a problem fooling around a little more than we already had. She said she knew that some girls in our school had done stuff with other girls, and that she was curious as to what it would be like. I wasn’t sure how to react, because this had come as a surprise to me that what she was saying might be true.

I asked Nikki, “What do you do to a girl?” To which she responded that she didn’t know, we’d have to play with it and see what happened. She pulled me closer to her and kissed me again, darting her tongue into my mouth. I gave in and responded in kind with my tongue. Nikki started to move her hands under my sweater and I got weak in the knees, so weak that I had to sit down. We sat on a couch-like piece of furniture and resumed making out, and Nikki started going under my sweater again. This time I just let her. Her hands were incredibly soft as the glided around my waist and up my back. I followed suit and proceeded to mimic her actions. She moaned lightly and asked me to take her sweater off, which I did. I then unzipped her bustier and took it off, exposing her tits to me, she wasn’t wearing a bra. This was the first time I had ever seen a girl’s breasts in a sexual situation, obviously, and was taken aback by the look of them for a few minutes. I regained my composure and took off my shirt, then reached around and unhooked my bra and let it fall to the floor. Nikki reached over and grabbed my tits with her hands, and I did likewise to hers. She moved her mouth down to my chest and took my right nipple in her mouth and sucked it for a few seconds, followed by licking it, and then moving over to the other one to lick it as well. After she’d done that for a few seconds, I pulled her face back up to mine and kissed her again, and then moved my face down to her chest and repeated what she’d done to me. The sensation of sucking another girl’s tits was incredible. There was more mass there to pull into my mouth than there had been with Matt, so it felt different to be able to actually suck on a breast. I teased her by lightly biting on her nipples, for which she moaned lightly. I thought to myself, this is fun – I see why guys like doing it.'

To be continued.......

Comments

[Melissa]

Wow. This story is intense!! I love ittt!! I wish I could have that same experience. You do a great job of expressing it into writing toooo!! =)

[Kate M]

Thanks Melissa
She writes a compelling story doesn't she?
She brings the reader right into the middle of the action. I forwarded your comments onto the author.