Sapphic Voices Erotica

The First Time

This Story is rated 'Adults Only' for its sexual content.

It's been said by many that you never forget your first time. In fact, more often than not, it's an experience that resurfaces in thoughts or dreams at different times of one's life, whether it is purposely brought to one's attention or triggered by the slightest word, picture, scent or even something so simple as a song on the radio. In all actuality, there is nothing complex about it. It was dusk, and as Kyra gazed out over the endless ocean before her, she looked to the vast open space of the sky and watched the setting sun as it displayed a broad spectrum of colors as they reflected off the waters before her, dancing in the calm ripples the crashing waves left behind. She was lost in the tranquility of solitude and as she lay there watching nature unfold before her very eyes, a soft smile came over her. For what seemed like no apparent reason, Megan flashed through her mind and brought her back to her first intimate experience with a woman. This is Kyra's story....
Kyra was only 17 when she and Megan met. Megan was older but that didn't matter to either of them. They hit it off from the beginning and an incredible friendship had begun. The thought of an intimate relationship had crossed Kyra's mind a few times, but she knew that she didn't want to risk the relationship they already had. After all, Megan was heterosexual and Kyra couldn't bear to lose the closeness they had by pursuing a lesbian relationship with someone who was what appeared to the world, straight. Kyra had never had the experience of having been intimate with a woman before. She only knew that for as far back as she could remember, she wanted to be with women. She had gone out with males a few times, but only to satisfy the "norm" in society's eyes. Deep down, she knew she belonged with a woman. The feelings she felt around women did things to her body....and mind....that she never dreamed possible. When she met Megan, there was an instant attraction that rocked her body to the core. She never let on to Megan how or what she felt....in the beginning. She decided that building a friendship and having Megan in her life in any capacity was more important at the time. If by some chance anything else were to happen, that would be a fringe benefit. Kyra dreamed about it, but didn't realistically believe a relationship of that nature could ever happen with a seemingly straight woman. The days and months passed and Kyra and Megan grew closer by the minute. Their age difference never factored into the picture. They knew they enjoyed each other's company and despite what people thought, they had a lot in common. They started to spend alot of time together, did most things that friends do. Kyra even started spending nights at Megan's apartment. The closer they became, the stronger Kyra's feelings became. Still, she couldn't bring herself to share that with Megan....not yet anyway. Kyra was very aroused by Megan, but did her best to hide it. Every once in a while, Kyra even gave Megan a massage to help her unwind. She kept it strictly on the level and never ventured into personal places. Kyra lay awake that night thinking of how much she needed to tell Megan how she felt, even if nothing ever came of it. Everyday that passed had seemed to bring these two closer together. Still dreaming about the level of intimacy she longed for, and half-heartedly knowing they would probably never reach it, Kyra kept her feelings locked inside. She lay there tossing and turning till she decided she was going to get it out....she wrote Megan a letter. The next morning, she woke up to what promised to be a beautiful day. She and Megan decided to take Megan's dog to the park and take advantage of the weather. They spent the day walking and talking and playing ball with the dog. They decided to take a break and spread out a blanket under a tall shady oak tree. As they sat there talking, Kyra felt her heart begin to race as she looked at Megan. She said, "Megan, we've known each other long enough for me to be able to say what's on my mind. There is something I need for you to know and wrote u a letter to explain it all. Although I know that nothing may ever come of it, I really felt that you needed to know since it's been on my mind for a while now." Megan looked a little confused as she took the letter. She began to read and as she went on, a look of clarity came over her face. When she finished, she thought for a minute before she spoke. Kyra sat and listened to Megan's words. "Kyra, that was a beautifully written letter. I can really feel the emotional impact and sincerity in your words. I am very flattered and to be honest, I had no idea you felt this way for me. But you are right, we have known each other for a long time and we have a very close, incredible friendship. That has to be the extent of it though. I like men...I want to get married and have kids someday. I am sorry if that hurts you but its just the way it is. Kyra didn't expect anything more...deep down she knew, still hearing the words made it sad somehow. She looked at Megan and replied, "Megan, I understand completely. I knew that was how it was going to be, and although I knew nothing would come of it, I felt the need to at least be honest so it would be out and dealt with, and we could get past it." Megan smiled at Kyra and Kyra felt instant relief. A few days had gone by and Kyra had dismissed any thoughts of a romantic involvement with the woman she had grown to love. They decided to rent a movie and bring in some take-out for dinner. After dinner, Megan was complaining of a stiff neck and a backache. Kyra had gone and sat behind Megan, and started to massage out the kinks. Though it was a legitimate massage, Kyra felt a wave of wetness between her legs as she touched Megan's body. Kyra had given Megan massaged before, but even Megan seemed a little aroused tonight as she started to moan softly. Kyra was more aroused with each moan escaping from Megan. Remembering Megan's words, Kyra kept her arousal...and massage...strictly professional. She massaged Megan up and down her back, then her legs. When she was nearly finished, Megan had begun to tense rather than relax. Kyra felt it but didn't say a word. Megan asked, " What would you do if I turned over?" Kyra's heart began to race wildly as she read between the lines. Megan asked if Kyra would massage her front, to which Kyra simply replied, "Yes." Megan turned over and Kyra saw a look in her eyes that she hasn't seen before. For a brief moment, Kyra was aroused more than before at the thought that Megan might possibly want to be....intimate with her. Kyra quickly dismissed that recalling Megan's words, yet, her actions now seemed to be saying something different. Kyra's heart still beating wildly, decided that she would let Megan take the lead, just in case she misread her. She went about the massage carefully, massaging Megan's temples, her shoulders, her arms. She moved on to Megan's legs once again avoiding personal territory. Megan let out a moan as she lay with eyes closed getting lost in Kyra's touch. Kyra could see Megan's arousal as she glanced up and noticed her hard, erect nipples protruding through her flimsy shirt. Megan wasn't the least bit embarrassed that Kyra's touch aroused her so. With every touch of Kyra's skilled hands, Megan became more aroused: her nipples were aching now, longing to be sucked, wondering what Kyra's tongue must feel like. Her clit, swollen and uncontrollably throbbing drew her attention to the moisture growing between her legs. For the first time, Megan could admit to herself that she wanted to feel Kyra in every way...her fingers, her tongue..she wanted Kyra. Kyra had finished and asked Megan how she felt. Megan's reply was simple and to the point.."Well, Kyra, why don't you be the judge of how I feel?" Kyra sat for what seemed like forever when she felt a wave of passion take over and felt her own nipples growing hard, her own wetness growing. Megan smiled and moved closer to Kyra as Kyra's heart began to pound so loud she could hear it. "I have been thinking about that letter you wrote me, Kyra." Kyra's body started to tingle as Megan went on. "Being so close to you all this time, sharing everything we have, well, your letter really got to me. It did something deep inside of me and made my body do things I never thought possible. I find myself very attracted to you and I find myself wanting to experience things...everything..with you. I can't promise you forever but if you still want me, I can promise you for now." Kyra just about died and went to heaven. She was hearing words she thought were impossible to hear. Megan looked at her and said, "You haven't finished my massage." She took Kyra's hands and guided them to her breast. As Kyra's hands made contact with Megan's soft skin, she felt that rush of wetness between her legs once again. Megan began to moan as she looked at Kyra with desire in her eyes. She smiled and said, "You missed a spot." Kyra took her fingertips and started to trace the outside of Megan's hard nipples. Megan started to shift in her spot as they both became very aroused at the thought of what was to come and it excited them enormously. As she played with Megan's nipples, Kyra watched as they became harder and grew very erect. Megan couldn't stop moaning as she felt her juices building up in her throbbing pussy. Her clit was swollen and ached to be touched. Megan sat up and looked into Kyra's eyes. She leaned into her and kissed her softly. As there lips made contact, shockwaves rocked their bodies to the core. Megan got up and led Kyra to the bedroom. They kissed over and over as they undressed each other. While Megan's tongue explored Kyra's, Kyra's hands were slowly exploring Megan's body. Kyra gently laid Megan on the bed and climbed on top of her. Megan wasn't at all surprised how comfortable and natural she felt being so intimate with another woman. Kyra was so excited about experiencing what she dreamed of for so long, her body felt like it was going to explode. There she lay on top of the woman she loved for so long, nipple to nipple, pussy to pussy emotionally and physically connected to this woman she loved so much. She traced Megan's ear with the tip of her tongue and she felt Megan's body tremble under her. She slid her tongue in and out of Megan's ear teasingly, exciting Megan more than she was. She pinned Megan's arms above her head and began to rub her hot, wet pussy against Megan's. They both let out a moan of pleasure. Kyra nuzzled her head into Megan's neck as she kissed it. Megan's body moved in rhythm with Kyra's. Megan's fingertips were running up and down Kyra's back sending chills through her body. Kyra took one of Megan's nipples between her fingertips and pulled it gently as she licked and sucked the other. Megan's moans became louder as her breathing became more labored. Kyra could feel the throbbing in her clit grow more intense as she rubbed against Megan. Megan could feel Kyra's hot juices on her leg. Kyra let out a moan as her body rocked with Megan's. She slowly began kissing Megan's belly and as she teased her bellybutton as she slid her tongue in and out, Megan began to lose control. She regained composure as best she could as Kyra guided Megan's hand to Kyra's own drenched pussy. Kyra's breathing became labored as well with every touch. Kyra repositioned herself and spread Megan's legs apart gently. Megan began to breathe heavy once again as she felt her heart beating like it was going to beat right out of her chest. Kyra placed her arms under Megan's hips and drew her closer into her. She kissed Megan's hot, wet pussy as her juices were beginning to drip. Megan lay lost in the feeling as Kyra began to blow softly at Megan's wetness. She could feel Megan tremble a little. Kyra spread Megan's lips apart and took in the view. She couldn't wait to taste her. With the tip of her tongue, Kyra made contact with Megan's swollen clit. She could've peeled Megan off the ceiling as she teased her skillfully. Fireworks went off in Megan's body as she screamed out Kyra's name. As Kyra's tongue was exploring Megan's hot, wet slit, she slid a finger deep inside her, in and out as Megan's body gyrated with every stroke. Megan thought she was going to explode. She never dreamed of the extent of the pleasure she could receive from another woman. As Kyra worked her magic, Megan began to pull on her own nipples. It added to the arousal and she began to moan quite loudly. Kyra was ready to explode and as she pressed her tongue deeper into Megan, she took her fingertips and rubbed her own clit faster and faster until she orgasmed. She sprayed her hot juices all over Megan as Megan's own orgasm was quickly building and Kyra decided to go at it a different way. She bent Megan over and had her on her hands and knees. Kyra came up behind Megan and pressed her soaked pussy into Megan. She wrapped her arms around Megan and reached under her to pull on her nipples. Megan's body started to tremble as she was getting closer to orgasm. Kyra knew it wouldn't be long. She spread Megan's legs from behind and leaned into her. She ran her tongue over Megan's throbbing clit and once again, Megan began to moan Kyra's name. Megan couldn't fathom the intensity of the pleasure she was experiencing. As Kyra began to suck on Megan's clit, she slid a finger deep inside her. In and out as she sucked Megan's swollen button, Kyra pulled Megan into her again as her tongue took over. Megan was focusing straight ahead of her as Kyra took her from behind. Kyra teasingly flicked her tongue back and forth across Megan's clit as she moaned. She tasted Megan's sweet juices start to flow as she began to lick her faster, harder. Megan couldn't control her body any longer. Moaning and screaming Kyra's name, Megan exploded in a powerful orgasm. She came hard and fast and Kyra pulled Megan into her as she drank thirstily all of the sweet nectar that Megan had to give. Kyra licked Megan clean, turned her over, and kissed her passionately. They made love all night into the wee hours of the morning. They fell asleep in each others arms only to awake and make love all weekend long. Neither would ever forget their first time with another woman.
To this day, a warm smile comes over Kyra when she remembers all the emotions and love that came along with the experience of....the first time.

If you have enjoyed Savannah Somersby's "The First Time", then please be certain to e-mail her at  Gizmotoall[at]aol.com  and thank her for posting this Story.

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