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My first experience with a girl/how I knew I was b

I always get requests for a story about how/when I knew I was bisexual, and my first experience with a girl.

For a while I’ve put off the idea of writing a story about it, because I wasn’t sure if it was too personal or not, but I’ve decided I want to share my experience, so I hope you all like it!

I don’t want to reveal any names so for the sake of this story, I’m going to refer to girls by different names.


First of all, how I knew I was bisexual. From quite a young age I was aware of my feelings for the opposite sex.

From the age of about 12/13 I saw attraction in the opposite sex. For a long time I denied it to myself, I told myself I was straight and I only had feelings for boys.

From about 13 onwards I started looking for things online. It started off watching videos on youtube of girls kissing.

Even when I started doing this, I still denied that I felt anything for girls. Even though I enjoyed watching the videos so much.

At the age of about 14/15 I started searching for other things online. I used to use my mum’s computer, so I was always deleting history and getting really nervous whenever she or anyone else was using the computer.

I started finding other things online, of girls going much further than kissing. It began turning me on a lot, and I used to sit at my mum’s computer feeling tingles in my pussy as I watched them.

I never played with myself up until the age of about 15. One day when I was watching one of the videos online, the feelings in my pussy got too much and I had to have a feel.

From that day I used to sit watching videos of girls online whilst rubbing my pussy.

Even though I’d begun masturbating over girls, I still managed to deny to myself that I felt anything for them. I always felt really guilty and wrong after I’d done it.


From a young age I was friends with a girl named Lisa. We went to school together from the age of 3 years old and we were best friends for years.

At the same age as I started watching girls on the internet, Lisa and I went to school together. We began getting a lot closer around this age and I used to go back to her house every day after school.

One day we were sat talking about school and gossip and all the other sorts of things that 15 year old girls like to talk about, when Lisa told me she wanted to tell me something.

It took me a long time to get it out of her, but she ended up telling me that she’d done some stuff with another of our friends, Deena.

Deena had spent the night at Lisa’s house a couple of weekends before she told me, and they’d fooled around together, kissing and touching each other.

Lisa was very upset when she told me. When I think back now it was clear that she was very confused about her sexuality and what she really wanted.

I told her it was okay and she told me I didn’t understand. This was when I decided it was right to tell Lisa about the feelings I was experiencing.

I chose not to tell her everything, I thought she’d really judge me if I told her about the things I’d been watching online. I told her that I had thoughts about girls in that way.

As I told her she became so much more relaxed, she smiled and listened to me as I told her. We ended up talking for a really long time and it got really late, so she went and asked her parents if I could spend the night at her house.

Her mum liked me a lot so she was fine with it. Lisa and I went back to our conversations. It turned out we had a lot of the same feelings, and it felt really good to finally be telling someone about the way I felt and I knew it was a relief for her too.

Towards the end of our conversation Lisa put her hand on my leg and began stroking it up and down. I liked it a lot so I did the same to her.
I didn’t know if she was doing it in a sexual way or if she was trying to be comforting because of the conversation we were having.

After this we decided to get into bed with a film, so we got into our PJs and settled down for the night.

As we were lay together in bed watching the film I felt her leg touching mine, she was rubbing it up and down. I knew this time it wasn’t just for comfort. I liked it, and I let her continue, putting my hand under the covers and touching her leg as she continued.
After a while of this, chatting and watching the film, her dad came in to check on us and say goodnight. As he entered the room I quickly moved my hand from her and she moved her leg.

Her dad stood in the room talking for a while, when suddenly I felt her hand on my leg again, stroking up and down.

I was shocked as her dad was stood right there, but I didn’t mind I liked it.

After a while her dad left the room and we watched the rest of the film. When it was over we turned to face each other in bed. She still had her hand on my leg.

We lay together looking at each other while she was still stroking my leg. I smiled at her, it was so weird as we’d been friends for years and suddenly we’d admitted all these new feelings for each other, and now this was happening.

She began to lean in closer to me, I knew she was going to kiss me and I wanted it to happen.

We were both just 15 year old girls who were curious and wanted to explore our sexualities.

She came in close to me and kissed me softly on the lips then pulled away. She looked at me for some approval, so I smiled at her and kissed her.

This is when our relationship began to develop, and this began to happen quite often. I spent a lot more time at her house and we got a lot closer.

We never went very far sexually. After a few months of kissing and touching whenever we were together, things started to go a little further. She used to climb on top of me as we were kissing and she’d get her pussy in place with mine and rub herself on me.

We were always fully clothed when we did this, we still weren’t comfortable with it to take it further, it was still new to both of us and we were still trying to adjust to it all.

In school we had to hide what was going on. We didn’t want anybody to know how we felt about each other but we began to feel for each other.
In the lessons we had together we’d sit together and sometimes we’d stroke each other’s legs under the table. It was naughty and risky which made us enjoy it more.

One night I went back to her house after school and we were chatting and laughing like always when she said to me “Would it be weird if I asked you to be my girlfriend?”

I was shocked but really happy, I kissed her and told her it wouldn’t be weird, but still nobody could find out.

We continued on like this for a few months when one day she called me while I was at home. She was in tears and could barely talk. I was so shocked and worried but I tried to calm her down to get her to tell me what had happened.

She asked me to come round to her house so she could talk to me. She only lived round the corner from me at the time so I quickly walked round there.

When she answered the door I could tell she’d been crying for a long time. She told me to come in and we went upstairs. When we got to her room we sat on the bed and she started crying again.

I cuddled her and stroked her hair to try and comfort her, she cried on my shoulder for a while before whispering to me “I’m moving”.

I sat still for a while, really confused. It turned out that she was moving away because her parents were getting divorced. I’d been at the house when they’d argued before but it’d got really bad that time and they’d split up.

Lisa was going to move away with her mum and her s****r, and she had to move schools too. She was moving quite far and it was going to be nearly impossible for me to see her anymore.

We were still really young so it wasn’t possible for either of us to travel to see each other.

That night that I found out she was moving I spent the night at her house. We spent the night in her bed cuddling and kissing. This was the first night we went further sexually.

We were lay together, touching each other as we always did, but this time I really wanted to make her feel better. I rubbed up her body and put my hand up her top.

She kissed me passionately as I did this. I took one of her breasts into my hand and began massaging it softly as we kissed.

She moved her hand up my leg. I was wearing PJ shorts and she slipped her hand into one of the legs on my shorts.

She hovered her hand over my pussy which was covered by my panties. She placed her hand on it and I was already getting wet. She began to rub slowly on my pussy.

Everything was really slow; we were both still new to this and new to our feelings and as we were so young even sex with guys wasn’t something we were clear on.

She rubbed on my pussy above my panties and I began breathing really heavily, it felt even better than when I did it myself.

We kissed passionately as she did this to me, slipping our tongues in and out of each other’s mouths.

It was a really special night, we played with each other all night and fell asl**p together cuddling.

The next morning was really emotional. I knew I wasn’t going to get to see her again for a long time, if ever. She was one of the only people I felt comfortable around. She was the only person that knew about my feelings and she was leaving.

I helped her pack her things and we both cried and hugged and kissed and eventually we said goodbye when I had to leave.

We promised we’d keep in touch and that’s what we did. We’d text each other, talk online and talk on the phone sometimes, but it was never the same. We couldn’t see each other.

Obviously the little relationship we had was over and eventually we started talking less. She got new friends in her new school and I started hanging round with new people after she left.

A few months after she’d left we were talking very little. We didn’t talk on the phone any more, it was mainly chatting online from time to time, and we never discussed the way we had been before she moved.

Eventually we stopped talking all together. I never forgot what we had and I often thought about it, but I moved on and I had different relationships with boys and girls.

I got much more mature and got a lot more comfortable with my sexuality, to the point that everybody knew and it wasn’t a big deal.


3 years passed since Lisa had moved away and we did not talk at all. I wasn’t even sure what she looked like any more.

One day I was online on facebook and I got a friend request, from her. When I clicked on it and saw her name, my stomach did a flip. It’d been so long since we’d last spoke.

I quickly accepted and went onto her profile. I went straight onto her pictures, I was so eager to find out if she’d changed, and she hadn’t. She looked the same as she had but obviously she looked older, more mature, and so beautiful.

As I looked through her pictures I had butterflies in my stomach. I couldn’t believe it. I hadn’t really thought about her for a while and it was weird for me to think she must have thought of me.

After looking through her profile for a while I went offline. It was late when I’d accepted her request so when I was done I went to bed.

That night I found it difficult to sl**p. I couldn’t stop thinking about Lisa and everything that we’d been through in the past. I didn’t know if I was being stupid or not for dwelling on the past, I didn’t even know if she’d remember it all, or even if she’d want to.

We’d both grown up a lot since the last time we saw each other. We’d missed a lot of each other’s lives. I didn’t know if she still even felt the way she used to about girls, she could have just been curious and wanted to explore her sexuality at the time.

I eventually fell asl**p thinking of Lisa and when I woke up the next morning she was the first thing that came into my head. I quickly grabbed my laptop and signed into facebook.

I had a message from her. I was so nervous to read it, but at the same time so excited.

In her message she told me that she’d been thinking of me and she decided to add me. She said she was upset that we’d lost contact and she wanted to see how I was and what was going on with me.

I was so happy. I messaged her back and told her I felt the same. From that day we messaged often online and began speaking a lot. We exchanged phone numbers again and began speaking on the phone.

We caught up on a lot of each other’s lives. It turned out she had just got out of quite a long relationship with a boy. I was nervous to ask about her sexuality, I think I was a bit scared of being disappointed.

I started falling for Lisa all over again when we got back in contact. I’d forgot how special she was to me, and I was so upset that we’d gone so long without contact.

We arranged to meet up one day after talking for about a month online. So I asked if she wanted to come and stay with me for a weekend. She told me she’d love to so we picked a date.

When the time arrived that she was coming to stay with me I was so excited but I told myself I shouldn’t get my hopes up too high because I didn’t know what was going to happen.

When she arrived at my house she came running up to me and gave me a huge hug.
We went upstairs to my room. When we got there we both stood and looked at each other and we both started to cry.

Lisa had been such a big part of my life and I hadn’t seen her for so long, but it felt like nothing had changed and I was just so happy to have her back.

Without thinking while we stood there both in tears I grabbed her and kissed her. At first she just stood still in shock, but she started to kiss me back and wrapped her arms around me tight.

We kissed and touched so passionately. Eventually she pulled away and looked at me, there were still tears running down her face. “I’ve missed you so much” She told me. This got me going again and I burst into tears.

That night was extremely emotional. We talked about everything we’d missed in each other’s lives.

It turned out she hadn’t been as open as I had about her sexuality and she had only told a couple of her very close friends.

She told me she’d thought about me all the time. It was crazy how quickly we went back to being exactly the way we were before she left.

That night when everybody else had gone to bed we went downstairs to watch some TV. We lay on the sofa together cuddling. We occasionally kissed and smiled and laughed.
At one point while we were watching TV she turned to me and asked “do you remember the night before I left?” I knew which night she meant immediately. It was the first night we’d been very sexual with each other, it was one of the best nights of my life.

I told her of course I remembered and she smiled and kissed me passionately. I smiled as she kissed me and pulled her on top of me.

We kissed as I slipped her top of her. I pulled away to look at her breasts, they bigger than the last time I’d seen them, and a lot more beautiful.

I smiled a big smile at her and brought my head close to them. I kissed both breasts one by one softly before licking and sucking on her soft pink nipples.
She was breathing heavily and playing with my hair as I did. She pulled my head up and kissed me hard on the lips before getting up and making me sit up.

She pulled off my top and kissed down my body. She got to my shorts and pulled them off, I wasn’t wearing any panties so she revealed my already wet pussy.

She rubbed her hand up the inside of my leg and got to my pussy. She touched it lightly with one finger. I breathed in quickly as I felt her touch my pussy.

She put her head down and kissed up my legs. I was breathing heavily and wanted her so badly. She kissed all the way up to my pussy before kissing my hard pink clit.

It felt so good. She stuck out her tongue and licked up my pussy slowly and softly. She was kneeling on the floor between my legs as I was sitting on the couch.

She licked up my pussy as she brought up her hand to slowly stroke it along my wet pussy lips.

She found my hole. I was so tight. She circled a finger round my hole, before adding pressure and sliding her finger inside me.

I let out a loud moan as she did this, grabbing onto the side of the couch with one hand and placing my other hand on her head, stroking her hair softly.

She slid her finger in and out of me slowly, my juices were soaking her finger, I was so wet for her.

She sucked on my clit as she slid it in and out of me, slowly picking up speed and making me moan so loud I had to pick up a cushion off the couch to bite down on to stop myself waking everybody up.

She began pumping her finger in and out of my pussy faster and faster, I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as she did.

I gripped the side of the couch and bit down so hard on the cushion I was using to stop my moans. She made me cum so hard that night, it was the first time that anybody other than myself had ever made me cum.

I sat there with my legs like jelly and grabbed her hand to pull her up to me. We kissed passionately with our hands all over each other. It was so special, one of the most special nights of my life.

From there I lay her down on the couch and slowly took off her jeans and panties while kissing softly all over her body.

I kissed up from her waist to her beautiful round breasts where I kissed softly all over them, before sticking out my tongue and licking slowly around her nipples.

I took one into my mouth and sucked on it softly, hearing her letting out slight moans.

As I did this I slipped my hand down her body to her pussy. I put my hand on it to feel that it was already moist, so I began to add pressure and rub on her pussy slowly.

She started moaning more as I was still sucking and nibbling lightly on her breasts. I carried on rubbing on her pussy before getting my longest finger ready and slowly slid it inside her.

She let out a loud moan as I did this and grabbed onto my hand. I slid my finger in and out of her slowly before I heard her whisper “faster”.

I felt my pussy tingle when I heard her say this, so I began sliding my finger in and out of her faster, sliding a second in slowly.

I pumped my fingers in and out of her as I began to kiss from her breasts down her body. I got to her moist pussy and licked up it quickly, just touching her clit slightly.

She took a breath in quickly as I did that, looking down at me and smiling. I started to flick her clit with my tongue as I pumped my two fingers in and out of her fast and hard.

She began moaning loud, trying her hardest to keep them in, but was getting so much pleasure from my fingers and tongue.

It didn’t take long for her to cum hard and I licked the remains on her pussy.
After this she sat up and pulled me up to lye me on the floor. We kissed passionately while she massaged one of my breasts softly.

She climbed on top of me and got into a position so her pussy was directly over mine. She kissed me and said “remember this” as she smiled a cheeky smile at me.
I smiled back as I knew exactly what she meant and the image of the 15 year old us rubbing ourselves together, fully clothed came back to my mind, but this was much better than that.

She lowered herself down and placed her pussy onto mine. She began to rub herself back and forward as she kissed me.

I could feel her moist warm pussy on mine and you could hear the noise of our wet kittys rubbing together.

We moaned together which turned me on even more as she kissed all over my neck.
I arched my back trying to get our pussys closer together to make the rubbing more intense. It felt so good; I couldn’t get enough of her.

She kissed me as she began rubbing herself faster on me, and I rubbed my hands up her beautiful body.

She rubbed her pussy against mine until she made me cum again. Nobody had ever pleased me the way she did that night.


That weekend Lisa stayed at my house until she had to go home on the Sunday night, but that time we promised to stay in touch with each other, I wasn’t going to let her go the way we did the last time.

From there our relationship grew again, she got more confident with her sexuality and ended up making it very open about how she felt.

We got into a relationship for about 2 months. Everything was great for a while but it didn’t last.

The distance between us became quite an issue and we were still quite young so neither of us were ready for a long term relationship.

We stay very close friends, and to this day she is still one of my best friends. We’ve had experiences since we broke up, but that’s another story!

But this has been the story of my first experience with a girl and how I realised I am bisexual.

I hope you all enjoyed the story, I know it’s quite different to things I’ve written in the past and I apologize if there isn’t enough sexual stuff involved, but this was requested a lot from me so I decided to do it!

Suggestions for my next story are welcome just send me a message!

Stay cheeky!.xo

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