Not that he was what I wanted these days, but I'd been with a few guys since my first time back in High school and wouldn't have to worry about being 'accepted' by them. I currently had no desire for a dick, but they could go down on me and I could always pretend it was a girl and at the least I could get off from something other than my fingers or the purple rabbit vibrator hidden away in my night stand.
But I had decided against it. Bill was a nice guy and I didn't want to use him. I also didn't want the word going around I'd fuck on a first date. The fact I'd be expected to go down on him entered my mind as well. I could envision it being a girls tongue between my legs, but nothing could be thought of while there was a cock in my mouth, well maybe the girl could have a strap on...
I shook my head; damn my mind was one track these days. A few months ago the thought of sucking Bill's cock and him giving me a good hard fuck would have me wet. Now it was the thought of Julie, or at this point, any girl's tits and pussy and tongue that got me hot and bothered.
Hard to believe this had all started from a trip to visit Holly during spring break back in April. Unlike me, Holly had known as far back as freshmen year of high school she liked girls. She had never been with a guy and one night during a sleep at a friend's house, that friend's had gotten her alone and asked to talk to her. Turned out she thought Holly was beautiful and seduced her.
After a year or so of nothing but saying no to guys, Holly had gotten bold enough to approach another girl then another after that. Unlike me, Holly was a free spirit who worried about nothing but enjoying life and been with several girls throughout school.
Once she went off to college at Florida State, Holly had even more fun and down there it was wide open; no one judged and she didn't have to sneak around.
Holly, again unlike me, had told her mom early on of her preference and she was supportive of it as long as she was happy. Holly had laughingly told me one of her points she felt convinced her mom of the benefits of girls was she would never turn up pregnant. It was hard to admit, but I felt a big part of me not making a move on anyone was the fear of telling my folks.
Mom and Dad were good people and had no issues with Holly whom they dubbed 'daughter number two' years ago. They had a too each their own mentality and thought everyone should do what feels right to them. I had been raised me the same way, but I wondered if things would change for them if it was their daughter?
I argued with myself saying not to tell them because who knew? Maybe this was a phase and I would get over it, or maybe be with a girl a couple of times and decide it wasn't what I really thought it would be.
It could just be something to get out of my system. After all; women had done nothing for me right up until that trip. I had stayed with Holly in the three bedroom apartment she shared with three other girls, two of which were a couple, and one night hung out there with them while Holly had to work.
The girls put on some lesbian porn and when I had started to leave told me to sit and watch it with them. Looking back I was sure they were hoping for a porn scenario of their own; me getting turned on and them seducing me. I sat on the couch with them and as the video progressed I did indeed become aroused.
It wasn't as much from the video, although I had to admit the two girls in it were beautiful and the sex slow and sensual, but the show next to me. The girls, Vicky and Allison were caressing each other's thighs, kissing each other then Vicky slid her hand down Allison's skirt. She closed her thighs and leaning back watched the movie, moaning softly as her friend played with her.
I was red as a beet and twice started to get up, but they asked me to stay and made fun of me saying this was how women, not little girls, acted. I stayed and between the women on the screen and the sound of Allison cumming loudly a foot away from me I was wet and horny. Finally when they removed their shirts and were now sitting their topless, I got up and told them I'd give them some privacy. Vicky's reply had been, "But Heather, you being here makes it even hotter, take your shirt off and get comfortable, we'll show you why girls are better than guys."
