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It was summer, and we were thirteen years old. I was a very young thirteen. Tess was mature for her age.

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It's like this. I've been the guy in sex scenarios my whole life, but I've wondered what'd be like to be the girl. I've never found myself attracted to men, but I wanted to see what it would feel like to get fucked and to suck a cock. It took me a few years to sort out the confusion over having these desires to experience cock, yet truly not feeling gay or bisexual as I understood the terms because the idea of the man attached to said cock was a turn-off. I now know bisexual can mean a lot of things, but it still doesnt quite feel like the right label for me. I've more or less stopped worrying about labels, although "sexually fluid" is kind of appealing in its vagueness.

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As far as first time lesbian experiences go, experimenting with someone of the same sex is thankfully less taboo than it's ever been. More recently, in a study of college students, 12 percent of men and 25 percent of women whose last hookup partner was of the same sex as them considered themsleves straight. Exploring what it means to prioritize your pleasure is nothing to be ashamed about. We asked women of all different sexual orientations about their first time lesbian experiences and same-sex encounters.

Here are their stories:. In our early 30s, my husband and I decided to open our marriage to some sexual exploration and went on a date with a couple.

We immediately hit it off. While the woman and I kissed that night, we didn't take it any further—I think that we were both too nervous.

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She also hadn't ever been with another woman. We decided that we didn't want the first time for both of us to be with our husbands; we wanted to concentrate on each other, so we told them we were going to get together and that they weren't invited. I sent my kids to school, and when her baby fell asleep for his daily nap, she called me. I came over, and we shyly and nervously explored each other's bodies.

That was the first of many times that we did that, and it began an over-a-year-long romance between the two of us. It was just a quick smooch in a hallway of a dorm building, but it felt like some kind of right of passage as a queer woman. The first time I really hooked up with a girl I was hooking up with a trans woman that I had hooked up with before she came out.

It was sort of like I was actively reframing things through a queer lens while we were hooking up.

I was still super nervous and struggled to get out of my head a bit, but having good communication helped, and it was a really great experience. When my best friend went into the stall, the other girl pushed me against the wall and kissed me. I got butterflies so hard my stomach hurt.

I knew that every kiss with any boy before that was nothing compared to what I felt in that moment. We met at a meeting for an on-campus mental health organization and ran into each other at a coffee shop a few days later. At the encouragement of her roommate and our mutual friend, I stumbled through asking her to hang out. She came to my dorm room for a movie night, and we were watching a documentary before she turned to me to ask if she could kiss me.

That was the first time anyone had ever asked me if they could kiss me — something I found oddly endearing. We laughed and giggled through our first of many awkward hookups before finally getting the hang of it, and a few weeks later, I asked her to be my girlfriend.

In my early 30s, I was single and on dating apps for the first time. I matched with a guy who later said that he and his friend with benefits were looking for a third, so I threw caution to the wind and said I was game. As the day approached, I became increasingly stressed about being awful at performing oral sex on a woman—I knew what I liked and what felt good, but I wasn't sure how to translate that knowledge to someone else. So… I googled it.

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I ended up having a fun first experience, which opened the door to a whole new side of my sexuality. As much as I love giving a guy head, I don't know how I lived before going down on a woman. Another woman wearing a corset told me my hair was lovely and asked if she could play with it, which progressed into a massage and her asking me if I liked women.

I said yes.

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I started with clit-rubbing and fingering her G-spot. She really enjoyed it and, until I told her afterward, she had no idea that it was my first time ever with a woman! So through high school and college, I only dated men. I had never felt so queer. I had a few drinks for some courage and was chatting with the cutest lesbian in the world.

Then the power went out very suddenly. I asked if I could kiss her then, in the dark, and we spent the rest of the party making out in what I really hoped was a dark corner, but which turned out to be where the extra beer was. Not very subtle.

Having been struggling with my own sexuality, I boldly told her that I thought we would end up making out. One night, we were hanging together on her bed listening to 'Something Beautiful' by Needtobreathe when I kissed her. It instantly clicked at that moment why things had never worked out with guys. This makeout session led to four months of sneaking off to have sex in corners of our apartment where our other roommates wouldn't see and hooking up in public restrooms.

Nothing ever came of us besides a friendship, but I've never turned back. I laughed it off, but something in my head went, 'It is too bad I'm straight! Then one thing led to another, which led to our dating Looking to have 1st bisexual experience a year and a half. I had always assumed I had to be straight because I like men. Now, I happily identify as bisexual, and a lot of feelings and a few dreams from high school make a lot more sense. I knew she was gay, and I wasn't sure about my own identity. We were having a sleepover one day—as we did most weekends—and she kissed me.

We made out, and then we started having sex on a regular basis as friends with benefits. Since her, I've only been with women. My ex-boyfriend arranged it, and I trusted him and his taste in women. The woman was very sweet, curvy, and had amazing lips. We sat around watching silly porn for a while, no one making any moves, and then eventually she just attacked me.

She straddled me, and I was shocked at how soft she was everywhere. The threesome didn't really end up being very threesome-ish, as we kind of just took turns in the end—but it was pretty exciting to experience a woman's body for the first time.

Neither of us had the guts to go south of each other's waists, though. We stuck to kissing and breast play. Since I consider myself pretty much straight but fascinated by the female body, I was happy with that. I had a second threesome a few years later, with different people, and I went down on the woman. It didn't really do anything for me. We were very good friends, and her boyfriend was my close friend.

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One night, we all kind of made out, and I thought, 'Girls are good kissers. I wanted to sleep with other women, but it just didn't happen. He ended up matching with this girl on Tinder who agreed to a threesome after they got to know each other a little better. We friended each other on social media and found out that we had a ton of interests in common. After a few weeks, she decided she wasn't into this guy anymore, but she still wanted to hang out with me.

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I was so nervous because I had never been with a woman before. I planned on this guy being my buffer. I'm bisexual, but I didn't come out until my early 20s. I voiced this to her, thinking it would be a turn-off that she would be my first sexual encounter with a woman. She was more than understanding.

We nervously explored each other’s bodies

A few weeks later, I was at a bar with some friends and called her to see if she would want to see me that night. I took a Lyft to her apartment about an hour later. We sat on her couch drinking wine, I pretended to like her cat, we flirted for a while, I was nervous. We took it to the bedroom, and I had one of the most awkward, thrilling, skin-tingling sexual experiences of my life. It's still hard for me to date women, as I feel like I'm so new and clueless.

But now I know I don't need to question my sexuality anymore.

We drank nice cider and they gave me greens from their co-op before we even moved to the bedroom. The fall after graduation, [a woman and I] matched on Tinder. We really clicked over the chat, so she decided to come with some friends to the coffee shop where I worked and meet face to face.

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I was terrified but also really attracted to her. She was like a tiny Jodie Foster. We made plans, but they fell through. She had never seen Spirited Awayso I invited her to come over and watch it with me. We were spooning, and with my position as the big spoon, I was too terrified to make a move. I had never felt that way before. She was so soft and gentle. It felt right, and I felt like a teenager again. It makes sense, though—I was going through a sexual awakening that she had experienced years before.

We ended up having a dramatic breakup of sorts, where I stormed out of a coffee shop with her calling after me to come back. Years later, I still struggle with dating women.

I think my issue is I put them all on pedestals: every woman to me is an untouchable goddess. Unwilling to negotiate my hard boundary I don't hook up with anyone who hasn't been tested within the last six months but still wanting to scratch a sexual itch, I decided to try having sex with women. I made a very honest Tinder profile stating that I was inexperienced but a very enthusiastic and reliable hookup.

It didn't take long until I matched with a very beautiful lesbian who had a thing for 'newbies.