Here's my story of the first time with my girlfriend A. (Names have been supressed to protect the not so innocent...)
She and I had been flirting online for a long time -- before the flirting, she was doing the writers' group equivalent of pulling my pigtails by trashing every single story I offered up for a critique. I hated her for a while, then we talked on the phone and started to flirt. It was this whole aggression/lust thing...
Anyway, she flew out to visit me about a year ago, and we'd decided beforehand that we were going to have sex this time. I'd stocked up on lube and gloves, because she had announced her intention to fist me, since she loves to be the fist-er.
The first time in bed was together was sooo hot...once her clothes were off, I was all over her, exploring her body, and playing with her huge, soft tits. I couldn't get over how beautiful the contrast between my pale hands on her chocolate-colored skin was...at one point we were laying on our sides, humping, with a thigh each between each others' legs, and I looked down our bodies at her dark-skinned, plump, juicy thigh grinding up against my hahahaha between my legs...like a living yin-yang symbol.
When I went down on her, I had a lot of fun playing with her tightly-curled little pubes, and that made her giggle, which I loved, because she has the sweetest, sexiest giggle ever. After I went down on her -- with her body shuddering and shaking so much I had to reach up and lay my arm across her belly to keep her still so her sweet little clit didn't get away from me -- she got aggressive and told me to get on my back, NOW.
I rolled over and she got out the gloves and lube and started to play with my pussy, gently, and when I reached over the side of the bed and got my vibrator, she breathed out, "Oh, YEAH, go for it, I want to see you come, babe." It seemed to go on for hours, her slipping first one finger, then two, then all four into me. She was sitting up between my legs, and she told me to take a deep breath, she was going to try to get her fist in now.
It was so much easier than I had expected -- the widest part of her hand hurt a little, but once it was in, all I could do was come, over and over, feeling so filled up, and all *she* could do was hold on and ride out my storm with me. She'd never been with a girl who squirted before, and when it happened, she started giggling again -- she was like a kid with a new toy. She started trying to make me come over and over again, just to see and feel me squirt around her hand, and I was very happy to let her.
The next day was when she and I had a threesome with my husband...I was taking a nap and they decided I'd been asleep long enough, it was time to wake me up, and wake me up they did, with one on either side of me...
