This is what my first bi experience was like. I would be interested to hear what you think. 

Aged 20 I lived in a house with 2 other girls. One crazy who was hardly ever with us. But the other girl and I were good pals. We developed a uni type addiction to rotten red wine resembling vinegar for £2.99 from the local Spar and often drank copious amounts of it. And the story starts after several such bottles of acidic plonk. K was going out with a much older chap who she worked with, he was quite a nice looking guy and a fan of other women. K spent the evening telling me her woes about this guy and her worries he was looking elsewhere. So in a drunk haze with both of us sitting on the sofa she hatched a plot, she wanted to put on a ‘show’ for him. K asked if the next time this guy came round, could she and I seduce him. She started talking about what she and I could do together in front of him. There was a pause in all this drunk talk when I thought, ‘it’s now or never’, so I swung back the rest of my glass, put it down, turned to K and asked her how she saw it playing out. We were sitting together on the sofa but turned so we were facing each other. I don’t remember how it started or who leaned in first but someone must have. I remember the kissing starting. Slow pecks to start with and I remember we kept pulling back looking at each, smiling and leaning back in. We must have both decided we were ok with as the kissing quickly got sexier and deeper. From then I became seriously turned on. I thought it was so incredible to kiss another girl, all soft and sexy. Both sides must have felt the same as the kissing got hotter and hotter with little moans coming from both of us. We stayed like that kissing for ages until K moved to kiss and nibble the side of my neck. By this time we had moved closer to each other, arms wrapped around each other pressing is close. Hands were starting to wander, feeling necks, backs, stomachs, running over breasts. It was only a matter of time until tops and bras were pulled off. I remember us smiling at each other as we looked down at each other’s breasts before returning to kissing. I’d always had large, round breasts, where as K had tiny breasts. She didn’t often wear a bra and I was always envious of her neat, petite body. I found her little breasts and puffy nipples fascinating. Even more so now my own were pressed up against them. K seemed keen to touch my breasts, she was cupping them and squeezing them, flicking my nipples with her thumb while I did the same to hers. She was the first to lower her head down and she ran her tongue over the side of one breast and stopped at the nipple and flicked it with her tongue. At this point we were literally rubbing the top halves of our bodies together. We both started to lean so that we were getting closer to lying on the sofa, eventually ending up lying facing each other, side by side. K started to grab my ass and I lifted a leg to put it between her thighs. This was probably my favourite bit. The wrapped up against her soft skin, the constant hot kisses, breasts out and nipples hard. Especially as she started to rub her crotch against the leg I had between hers. She started to rub against me harder and quicker, she broke our kiss and was nuzzling into my neck making little panting noises. We started taking it in turns to hump against each other’s thigh. Zips and buttons on trousers got undone and little by little jeans and knickers started being pushed down, slowly working their way to knee level. I was so excited to know what K would feel like. I took one of her nipples in my lips and ran a hand over her stomach and down. I paused to see if she would stop me but she pushed into me instead so I let my hand continue down. I knew that K would be smooth as she waxed. But I didn’t expect how good it would feel, smooth and damp. Before I could get started on her she copied what I was doing and moved her hand between my legs. Feeling her cup me and feeling her palm press against my clit sent me crazy. I’m turned on now thinking about that second and how good that touch was. We lay there kissing, slipping fingers into each other, the noises were fantastic. We both kicked down our jeans so we could be free to open our legs better. I noticed that she was mimicking me a little, copying what my fingers were doing on her and doing it to me. I was slipping two fingers into her, fingering a little, then using the moisture to circle her clit. She was doing the same to me. I don’t know why but I was hanging back a little, but K wasn’t, she was thrusting her hips, sucking on my tongue as we kissed, and I felt her start to come and clench round the fingers I had inside her. That has to be the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. Watching that and feeling it and listening to it made me want the same. K was still fingering me but more gently, she pulled her fingers out and moved them to my clit, stroking it fast and hard and I remember coming so quickly. We stayed kissing and naked, legs and arms wrapped around each other for a while before going to our own rooms and neither of us ever mentioned it again. Oddly enough writing this made me look K up on Facebook, maybe I should have sent her a message too!