I was not very secual for a pretty long time, but more of a shy and vanilla girl. My first experiences with sex were with my first Boyfriend, and those were pretty lackluster for the most part. Partly because of me since I also never really masturbated and absolutely did not know what I really wanted at the start. Closer to the end of our relationship i started watching more porn and exploring my likes when masturbating. At the end things with us did not turn out well and he dumbed me. I was pretty sad even if I was also already thinkign that thinks wouldn't work out with us LOL.

A few days later I was invited to a party with friends, I got pretty drunk there for the first time. Drunk as in still in the right mind but also not definetly not sober. During the party we started playing Truth or Dare and at some point things got a riskier. One of the Dares I was given was to flash my tits, which I naturally was not very comfortable with it LOL. I chickened out and they offered me to flash 1 person in a diffrent room, which I somewhere found the courage for. The person was picked at random from the males and it turned out to be someone I atleast knew from my friend groups periphery. I was kinda glad since I knew he was an OK Guy and wouldn't go around telling anyone about my tits. Well I did it and to be honest I was surprised that it was actually fun. I liked the feeling of being seen in a more sexual light, since that was also something pretty new for me after growing up never doing anything remotely similiar. Well we got back to the group and we continued playing. After dares my dares often involved him in some way or another, one being making out with him. The truths were also getting sexual and constantly talking and hearing people talk about sex and kinks was starting to get to me, along with the physical touch. I am not really sure when it started, but I somehow ended up talking and exchangeing some pleasentries with the same guy during downtime, and he was genuinely nice. Well with the rising tension things between us also got more sexual. I am not sure if it was the alcohol, my frustration of breaking up or just the whole experience I got really in the mood. As in I was never THAT much in the mood before.

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Even if i was not that type of girl at that point in time i started initating some more touching and kissing with him. When people started leaving I also did, and so did he. Since we got along well we started talking some more and I decided I NEEDED to do something that night so I went home with him. That was one of my better decisions to be honest, he was very caring, nice and also GOOD. Being the more experienced of us he naturally took the lead, not in a dominant but still "vanilla way"? Not sure how to better explain or how much detail to really provide, but that night was the first time I came during sex! And it as such also became one of my fondest memories!

We had some casual flings afterwards but never started something exclusive, which I was absolutely fine with and helped me explore my desires and kinks more.