My First Time With Vikki

This story is based on real life experiences and my own personal experience

The day I first met Vikki when she transferred to my college, I was shocked. She wasn't the usual type of girl. She had her hair slicked back, into a bun. Her olive skin left natural, not a hint of make up in sight. She was tall, taller than me and I'm 5'5. She must have been nearer to 5'9 to 6'. Wore baggy trousers, loose shirt, oversized jumpers. She wasn't the same as the other girls our age. She didn't want to talk make up and boys. She was more comfortable being in with the "lads".

Now I had always been a bit bi-curious. I have had previous crushes on other girls, but never had the guts to say anything. But as I got to know Vikki and we talked more during our lessons, I found out that she was bi-sexual and more importantly, single.

I have never been one to be all girly. I rarely wear make-up, my hair up in a ponytail, my clothes are always what I feel comfortable wearing, not what is in fashion. I never quite fit in. Plus the addition of being deaf and wearing hearing aids didn't make me any friends, only bullies. Vikki seemed to click on fast as to what was going on with the popular girls that liked to pick on me and showed (what seemed to me) to be pity on me. Only later to find out I was very very wrong.

After a few months of talking with Vikki and getting to know her and meeting up outside of college, we got close. During one such meeting down by our local river where we liked to walk during the warmer months, I was finally honest with her about my sexuality and how I wanted to experiment because I had only dated guys before. She listened to me waffle on and probably making a fool of myself, but she never judged.

A week or so after that admission to Vikki, she admitted to me that she liked me and she wanted to be my first girlfriend. I was speechless. I didn't think she saw me in that way. I asked her if she was sure that she wasn't making a mistake. She told me to say yes and shut up. So I did. I said yes to being her girlfriend. The rest of that day I was over the moon. There was a lot of hand holding and nervous smiles (mainly from me), she seemed more confident than ever.

That weekend, my parents were away and I invited Vikki over to keep me company. I was so damned nervous, my hands were shaking, I couldn't eat or concentrate on anything. We had arranged that she would stay with me that first night, so I changed the bedsheets and ordered some food to be delivered later in the evening.

When she turned up and rang the doorbell, I felt my stomach flip. I wasn't sure what to expect from this night together as I had no previous experience with a girl. As I answered the door, looked up to her, she pulled me in for a hug and gave me a kiss on my forehead. She looked as gorgeous as ever. Wearing her usual tracksuit bottoms, oversized t-shirt and a hoodie. We walked into the living room and she dropped her backpack on the floor by the sofa and took a seat. I just stood there, feeling awkward, not sure what to do with myself or how I should be. Vikki just patted the cushion next to her as if to say "Sit your arse down". I sat and she began chatting to me about the hell of a journey she had getting to mine, including a rather grumpy bus driver. As time went on, I began to relax, we were just talking as we always did.

After the food had arrived and we had demolished the large cheese pizza and the tiny tubs of ice-cream that pizza shops like to sell, I asked if she wanted to watch a film or something. She agreed but wanted to get changed for bed first, so I showed her to my room where we would be sleeping so we could get changed and comfortable. Her idea of getting ready for bed was changing one over sized t-shirt for another. Whilst mine was more a change from jeans and t-shirt, to vest top and shorts.

We decided that the movie of choice for that night would be Dirty Dancing, and as I popped the disk into the dvd player, she got comfy on my double bed, sitting with her back to the headboard. She had sat on the right hand side of the bed, which was lucky, because I always slept on the left so that also put me at ease. I saw next to her and she put her arm around me and pulled me into her. We sat like that for around half an hour before she began getting a little restless. I wondered if I had done something wrong but I couldn't be sure.

Another five minutes past and she grabbed the remote control and paused the film. She sat up straight which in turn made me sit up. She was fiddling with her short fingernails before looking to me. That's when she surprised me with what she said. "I want to kiss you, properly". My mind was spinning. I couldn't believe she wanted to kiss me. I sat stunned and she slowly moved towards me, placing a hand on my shoulder as she did, and placed a gentle but deep kiss on my lips. It wasn't a quick kiss, like i thought she meant. This kiss was a drawn out kiss. Her lips were so soft against mine and as she deepened the kiss further, licking her tongue across my bottom lip, I responded with my own tongue.

I'm not even sure when I had moved my right hand to the back of her head to hold her there to continue this kiss. But I found it so hot. I couldn't be sure how Vikki was feeling, but as we explored each others mouths with our tongues, she was getting more and more rough with it. No longer the gentle Vikki, she was taking control. Next thing I know, I feel her hand on my left breast, massaging it. My nipples were hard, but I didn't know if it was from the cold or from our long kiss we were sharing. But to feel her touch, my breasts were barely beneath my top, it was amazing.

She kept on her ministrations on my breast, pinching at my hard nipple which had me moaning into her mouth. She seemed to like that, and continued, bringing her other hand to my right breast and repeating the same actions. I could feel myself getting wet and needing more but not sure how to tell her this.

Vikki pulled away from the kiss and looked at me through glazed eyes, clearly feeling similar to how I was feeling. We were both panting slightly, trying to catch out breaths from that kiss, and from the pinching on my nipples. She released my breasts from her hands and took my hands and place them over her breasts. I didn't know what to do with myself, but enjoy the feeling of them. I began to mimic what she had done to mine. I had never seen her full figure before and had no idea that she hand a good handful underneath those oversized t-shirts, bigger than mine for certain and I was a c-cup.

Still not sure if I was doing the right thing, I asked her if she was ok with what I was doing, she smiled at me again and laid her hands on my bare knees, running her hands up and down and she nodded her head. She told me I could be a little harder with my massaging, that she liked to be squeezed. So I attempted to do that. I wanted to make her happy, but she knew this would be my first time doing this so I wouldn't be the best.

After a few minutes of this, she put her hands over mine and really squeezed. I thought this might have hurt her, but i knew that I liked to play with my own breasts quite hard, so I should have known not to be worried. As she massaged her breasts with my hands, showing me how she like it, she was moaning softly, getting worked up. Suddenly pulling my hands away, she reached for the hem of my vest top and pulled it up and over my head, throwing it to the end of the bed.

Vikki didn't even give me a chance to react before her mouth had covered my left nipple. Using her hand to pinch at my other as she sucked my nipple into her mouth and nibbled slightly. Fuck, it felt so good. No one has ever paid this much attention to my breasts before. I was learning new things about myself and how well my body responds to this. She continued her sucking and gently pushed me back on the bed so I was laying on my back with my head on my pillow. She was laying on her side next to me. She released my right breast from her hand and began to run her hand down my stomach. I felt it give a little due to being so ticklish. I felt her smile around my nipple, and as her hand reached the waist band to my shorts, she looked up at me, letting my nipple go with a pop of her lips.

She leaned in to kiss me again and slid her hand under the shorts to find me completely naked under them and I opened my legs wider for her. She began to run her hand over my centre and I'm sure she could feel how wet I was. I reached one hand to the hem of her t-shirt and put my hand under, needing to feel her skin and running my hand up to her bare breast under it. God, she was so soft, I wanted to feel more of her. At this point, I had already lost my mind. This gorgeous girl was kissing me and had her hands in my shorts and I had her breast in my hand. Life could not possibly get any better than this. I was proved wrong.

She slipped her finger between my wet lips and began to rub my juices into my clit. I was shocked. She knew what she was doing, as I jolted from the pleasure I was feeling. I could barely breath. The kiss was intense and the feeling of her rubbing me down there, was enough to drive me crazy. But she didn't stop there. She slid her middle finger down and inside my wet core. I tensed and relaxed at the same time, my hand tightening on her breast, but my legs laying open for her, inviting her in to my special place. She slowly began to slid her finger in and out of me. It felt so good, I felt as if I had died and gone to heaven. I was moaning in her mouth once again and this seemed to egg her on further. She moved her finger faster, soaking her hand as the heel of her palm pushed against my clit each time she pushed her finger back in.

I was feeling so good, and I wanted to do the same for Vikki. I pulled away from the kiss and told her this. She removed her hand from my centre and out from my shorts, she told me to take them off as she pulled her own top off and stood up to remove her girl boxer underwear. She got back on the bed, laying on her side next to me again. I managed to wiggle out of my shorts and lay on my side looking at her, she reached for my hand, bringing it to her mouth to give it a kiss of the back, then placed my hand in the middle of her chest, guiding it to run slowly down to her bare centre. Pressing my hand into her using her own hand, I could feel her warmth. She was soaked. She told me she wanted to feel my fingers inside of her. I was so nervous to disappoint her, so I began to rub my hand against her. I never thought anyone could get as wet as me, but she was dripping, my fingers were covered and the dirtiest thought entered my mind.

I had never tasted a girls juices before, don't get me wrong, I have had my moments where I was playing with myself and sucked my own juices from my fingers, or been made to suck my exes cock after he had fucked me, but this was different. This was Vikki's juices. I was feeling brave after this thought, and slipped my index finger inside of her. She was so soft and warm on my finger. She groaned as she felt me enter her and I pushed a little further with my finger. As awkward as it was the way we were laying, she managed to move her arm around mine to begin fingering me again. She told me to copy what she was doing to me. This time when she entered me, she used two fingers. So I pulled out my singular digit out of her and inserted two. She was tight, I could feel her squeezing my fingers with her inner muscles. She began to move her fingers slightly faster in and out of me, occasionally withdrawing them completely to rub my clit, then going back to finger fucking me. This was helping me with what I was doing to her. I copied every action she made, and she was moaning and breathing as heavy as I was.

I could feel myself tightening around her talented fingers, and I knew I was close. I wanted to feel her lips on mine again, so I leaned in to kiss her. This surprised her a little as so far, she had been the one to make the move to kiss me. I'm sure she could tell that I was on the edge and she pulled her fingers out of me and began to rub my clit harder and faster. That pushed me over the edge and my orgasm washed over me, as it did, I felt her push her fingers back into my contracting core, fingering me harder to draw out even more of the pleasure from me. I could barely think about what was happening, could barely concentrate on the kiss that I had initiated. As I came down from the intense feeling of orgasming for this hot girl with her fingers deep inside of me, I felt bad that I hadn't managed to get her to that point. I began rubbing her clit as she had done to mine, and she breathed out to keep doing that, with her head thrown back now, letting the pleasure roll through her, I continued, it didn't take much longer for her to begin moaning loudly as she climaxed. Her juices flooding from her onto the bed sheets. Fuck that was hot.

I felt her shake beneath my touch and I knew she was sensitive. Before I took my hand away fully to let her calm down, I dipped a finger inside her, covering it with her juices before removing it and bringing it to my mouth to taste her. Her taste was divine. As I sucked my finger clean of her, she watched in surprise, mouth open. She told me she never expected that of me.

Glad that I could amaze her like this, we cuddled up, naked on the bed. Her arms wrapped around me and mine around her. Intertwined, she reached for the forgotten remote control and hit play on the film that had also been forgotten about. I couldn't stop thinking about how amazing this was for me. I never thought I would be able to have this with a girl, let along with Vikki. She helped guide me through this, and I was so grateful for that. I wanted to experiment more with her. I wanted to continue our relationship for as long as she wanted me. But in that moment we lay cuddled until we both fell asleep feeling content. I was looking forward to what was to come in the future.

To be continued...