Date: Sat, 29 Apr 2000 07:23:27 CDT From: Wendy Evans Subject: Lesbian/Beginnings/Tasting Lisa I waited anxiously as Lisa lowered herself onto my waiting tongue. I had never tasted another woman before, and I was eagerly waiting my first try. I began masturbating in my early teens, and to provide additional lubrication when I would rub myself too vigorously, I would lick my middle finger before I inserted it into my pussy. I never paid attention to the flavor or musky scent of my juice. It simply seemed natural to me to wet my finger with my saliva and plunge it into my waiting opening. My few encounters with other girls were limited to sleep overs and daring erotic moments when my best friend -- or on a few occasions a couple of other close friends -- and I would do little stripteases for each other ending up with a masturbation show for each other. Two girlfriends once engaged in a 69 as my best friend Betsy and I watched. Sitting side-by-side with our legs crossed over each other, we fingered ourselves watching Ann and Heather lick each other. Betsy and I were too shy and not self confident enough to join the fun. During many masturbation fantasies I have wondered what would have happened if I had placed my hand on Betsy's mound and diddled her. Throughout my teens I masturbated regularly. I was sure I wasn't the only girl who did it, but I was convinced that I was the only girl who did it so often. I let my steady boyfriend play with my breasts, and sometimes when we found a secluded parking spot, I let him touch my pussy. He liked to rub it, and I am sure he thought he was satisfying me, but I would wait until I was home, in my own bed, before I would cum using my own fingers. In college, I awoke one evening to moaning sounds coming from my roommate's bed. At first I thought she was ill, or perhaps having a bad dream. Through the little bit of light peeking in through the window, I was able to catch her in the shadows rubbing herself beneath the covers. After several minutes I watched as she pushed the covers off, and with her fingers plunged in her pussy she began to hump and buck at her own hand. My own fingers had slipped under my panties and I began to slowly diddle as I watched. Diane was really going at it, and with her eyes closed tightly I was sure she wasn't paying attention to me. Feeling a little daring, I pushed my covers off. Diane cocked her head in my direction, but I could see her eyes were still closed. As I watched her reach her orgasm, I went over the edge with her, positive that she was unaware that I had masturbated while watching her. This scene was repeated often throughout our college years, and it wasn't until we were at our 5-year reunion that we even spoke about it. For the three years we shared a dormitory room together -- Diane moved to an apartment off campus in our senior year -- the two of us masturbated thinking the other was asleep or not paying attention. Little did either of us know our furious fingering was fueled by watching the other. I can only wonder what would have happened if either of us had snapped on the light, or called out to the other to join her in bed. So, here I was, laying on Lisa's bed, my tongue touching a wanting, wet pussy for the first time, remembering all the missed opportunities to share making love with another woman. I saw Betsy's pink little opening, I saw Diane's pouty lips, I saw Heather's thick and throbbing clit, and I saw Ann's tight little asshole. Most important, I could taste the flavor of Lisa, and smell the erotic musky aroma of her cunt, and I knew that my latent bi-sexual fantasies were to become reality. I reached up to spread Lisa's lips apart and flicked my tongue across her opening. Raising my head, I aimed my tongue at the pink, wet hole and pressed my tongue into it. Her flavor was more than I expected, and I couldn't resist cumming again as I tasted my first pussy. Lisa squirmed her bottom down on my face as I began to lick, kiss and nibble on her very thick lips. This was something I had waited way too long to do, but I knew I would be doing more and more often from now on.