So to start this is the story of one of (f24) my first one night stands and my first experience with another woman. I personally see this moment as being where I really started to try and see what I liked and disliked when it comes to sex.

I was 21 and in undergrad at the time. My long term boyfriend and I had recently broken up; we met and started dating only a couple of weeks into my freshmen year so I missed out on a lot of causal dating experience. I was feeling pretty low at the time but I asked one of my friends if she knew of any chill places to go and have a good time on a Saturday night. That’s when she told me about this cool Hookah bar downtown that has a cool atmosphere, it also had the bonus of being under street level with a hidden gem quality.

I am not a smoker but I was in a “why not mood” so that Saturday I dragged my roommate out with me. I didn’t go out with the intention of hooking up so I wore just jeans and a sweater. We didn’t know what to expect so we just hopped in the car and drove downtown. When we found the place it turned out it was in the basement of a restaurant, apparently it was a fallout shelter decades ago. When we walked down the stairs we were greeted with a room with booth tables around the walls and in the center low tables surrounded by pillows. All the booths were taken so we found a low table in the corner of the room. Sitting down on the pillows I realized I picked the wrong clothes for this place. I’m on the curvy side so my jeans were pretty uncomfortable while sitting on the floor and I felt really self conscious. Feeling nervous and a little bit light headed from all the smoke I grabbed the menu and flipped through it. I wasn’t really reading it and it might as well been in another language because I had never done hookah and all the flavors were overwhelming.

After a while of me and my roommate staring at the menu the waitress walks up and asks us what we would like. I put the menu down and looked up at her. Up till this point I had been a little bi-curious but nothing major, something about this waitress really just got my heart fluttering. She was like the punk band vocalist of your dreams, long blue colored hair pulled back into a messy braid, gorgeous green eyes, piercings on ears, septum, and lip. She was wearing black cargo pants with suspenders and a homemade crop top made from a Black Keys band shirt. My friend and I must have looked really out of place because she then said that since it was our first time we should order something with fruit and mint. We just nodded at her with agreement and I noticed she had an underbust moth tattoo and now bra on since I was looking up at her from the floor pillow. My roommate and I talked about our waitress for a while but I was kinda in my own head and nodded along while my heart was pounding, chest a little tight and I felt hot. It had been so long since I felt excited and turned on by just talking to someone; it’s a little sad looking back at it.

Eventually she returned with the hookah and when she set it down it felt like it was enormous. She then introduced herself as Kristi and sat down on the pillows to give us a tutorial on how to do hookah. My roomie had no trouble but I on the other had sucked on the pipe too hard and felt like I was going to pass out from the head rush. Kristi told me just to suck on the pipe slowly and that if it’s too harsh putting a little ice on my tongue while I do it helps. Kristi eventually got up and told us to enjoy ourselves then complimented me on my sweater. My roomie said I blushed which made me embarrassed at the time. While me and my roomie were hanging out smoking I just couldn’t help myself but glance at her every now and again. Kristi would bring us water regularly and I’m pretty sure when she bent over to refill our glasses she was trying extra hard to show off as much of her body as she could. Every time she came over to the table she would give me a wink when she asked if I wanted anything. Like many bi-curious women I was struggling to decide if she was hitting on me or just being friendly. After we got our bills for the hookah I got my answer. My roomie had just a standard bill but mine had a heart on it and luckily I hid it from my roomie so she wouldn’t see it. Kristi came back and said that it was too bad we weren’t staying for the belly dancing show and asked if we were sure we wanted to leave. My roommate was pretty spent and was saying she was sorry but she needed to get home. I quickly said that I wanted to stay and see the show. My roomie gave me the look asking if I was sure and I then said I can Uber back it’s no problem, Kristi then chimed in that she would make sure I made it to the Uber safe.

My roommate then left and went home. Kristi then said that she would hook me up for the rest of the night since it was her idea. I’m not sure if her shift was over or if she just knocked off early but she sat with me and we talked for a while before the belly dancing started. She told me about herself and how she has been all over the place seeing so many awesome sights. I was fascinated by her and now throughly attracted. She asked me some questions about where I was from and stuff like that before getting to relationships. I told her about my recentish break up and she said that she loves meeting people wherever she goes and then goes on to talk about the many adventures of her and her partners. I did notice that most of her partners had feminine or gender neutral names, I asked about it and she said that while she likes every kind of person but that she is mainly been with women. That’s when it hits me and I felt like an idiot, she has been hitting on me. I feel my chest go really tight, my heart is pounding and I feel like I’m sweating buckets. Part of me wanted to just take off right then and there but I must have had a face because Kristi put her hand on mine and it felt so soft and soothing. She asked if I was ok, I then told her that i have never been with another woman romantically or sexually. She snorted and laughed in a really cute way before telling me that it was ok because there has to be a first time for everything but that there was now pressure. Eventually the dancer started and I made my way to the same side of the table as Kristi so I could see better and she started slow first by touching my hand more and then working her way up to rubbing my thighs. She never crossed the line into gross levels of groping but she pushed it to the edge. I don’t really remember much of the shoe to be honest.

Eventually the dancer ended her routine and I hardly noticed because Kristi had her arm around me and was kissing my neck softly. My skin felt like it had electricity running through it. She may have just met me but she knew which buttons to press better than my ex did after 3 years with him. She whispers in my ear asking if I wanted to get out of here. At the time I just was going with the flow and not really thinking about what I was doing. Once she took me by the hand and walked out of the bar we went a block or two before she brought me to apartment. She had her hands all over me then when we got into the elevator she went in for a proper kiss and she pulled me tight, which was good because I was basically putty in her hands at that point.

After yet more kissing in the hallways and some light groping from Kristi we finally made it to her apartment door and of course we did the cliché making out right when the door opened. She pushed me against the wall inside the apartment and shut the door. She was intoxicating because objectively i had just went home with a complete stranger and I would normally have to be really drunk to do that. She guided me to the messy bed and pulled me down onto it with her, she kissed me more before pulling my shirt up and tossed it to the side. She ran her hands all over my skin and just that feeling had me close to the edge. I must have been all wrapped up in sensations because I barely noticed her unhook my bra and her lips were already around my nipple sucking and licking. Her hands were wrapped around me while she was busy with her mouth but soon her hands moved their way down my tummy then deftly slid her hand into my pants and started to finger me slowly. She pulled her face up from chest and chucked at the fact the fact I was really really wet at this point. In the gloom of the dark apartment I knew I was beet red at this point but I was following her lead and I wasn’t going to stop now.

She eventually got off the bed and peeled her clothes off. She had quite a few tattoos all over her body and most noticeably nipple piercings that were glow in the dark, kinda cheesy but very striking. She then pulled the rest of my clothes off and she went to give me oral, probably in the top 3 times I have every had someone eat me out. I felt my back arch and I climaxed at least once while she went down on me, it was the first time I saw stars after someone made me cum. She moved back up my body kissing it as her lips made their way up to mine. She kissed me and the taste of hookah and myself mixed together into an extreme potent cocktail. Eventually the tongue dancing stopped and she guided her nipple to my mouth which was easy to see due to the glow in the dark jewelry. I remembered the feeling of nipple in my mouth being very unique it was so soft but soon it got harder as she started to enjoy it. I’m a pretty quiet person when I’m having sex but Kristi, she didn’t care who heard and filled the tiny studio apartment with moans. After a while she asked me if I wanted to try oral on her and I agreed we traded places on the bed with her being under me and when she spread her legs i was greeted with my first sight of a VCH piercing. I tried not to be phased by it and pushed on. It was a good thing she had one because it was just another sensation to add when I was eating another woman out for the first time. I don’t know if I was any good but her moans were very encouraging, she arched her back and was very animated moving around. All of a sudden she reached for my head and pulled me in screaming “don’t stop im so close” I kept going till I was greeted with a splash of liquid all over my face. I was a little shocked to say the least and Kristi immediately apologized for not warning me. I wasn’t upset just startled, that being said it was very turned on by how I smelled like sex at that point. She then offered to use her favorite toy on me to make up for it and I of course agreed. I laid in the center of the bed just above the new wet spot while she fished out her magic wand that has to be plugged in. To this point in my life I had just really used a simple vibrator, nothing fancy, so I was quite surprised when this wand turned on. She kissed me deeply while using the wand on me. That was the first time I had every squirted (hate this term it give me the ick) as well. She just kept me in a rolling orgasm for quite a long time. Eventually she wanted to joint the fun and we got into a scissoring position with the wand between us. At this point this was the most erotic thing in my life and I was loving every second of it. After a while we both were finished and collapsed on the slightly wet sheets. She pulled me in close before we fell asleep in each other’s arms

I woke up pretty early and Kristi was still asleep. I felt like I had just woken up from a dream but last nights events were very real. I had never done a walk of shame before but I gathered my clothes from across the room and got dressed. She was still snoring softly so I found some sticky notes and wrote a message for her to wake up too before I left. I made my way home and my roommate gave me ton of shit before asking for all the details which I told her